Anna's Awakening
Copyright© 2008 by Jammes
Chapter 7
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 7 - Anna has feelings for her father. Her father has feelings for her. But it takes time for them both to realize it.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Incest Father Daughter
First Night — Anna
My cheeks are burning and my tongue is tied. My dad is saying ... words. If I thought erection gave me an image of his ... his ... cock ... the talk about cock-teasing or prick-teasing. He's talking about getting all excited, about "a guy" getting excited. It's just my unnatural mind thinking about getting him that excited. About what he'd be like if someone, say, me, got him all hard and desperate for release.
When he tells me that he does masturbate when mom doesn't want to have sex I'm having even more trouble articulating my defence.
"I ... uuuh ... see ... we were playing, he touched me a little, I touched him a little, and ... and ... but we always stopped. Except that one time ... at the drive-in cinema..."
Oh, God, what is wrong with me?! My dad is cool and all that, but it's not right to talk to him about how far I went with my stupid boyfriend.
"I touched his ... cock," I whisper even more quietly now, the last word barely makes it out of my mouth, "and it seemed like it hurt him, but when I wanted to take my hand off, he asked me to ... keep s-stroking him ... and that's when he panted and groaned and I was so afraid ... but after a little while he came. His cum was all over my hand and..."
I fall silent and I realize that I slid to the other end of the couch while I said this. I shrink further into the arm of the couch thinking of how Mark wanted me to do that again, and I gave him all those lame excuses. The truth was it scared me.
"We never went that far after that. So he found someone who would."
I'm not stuttering anymore, and, to my surprise, I'm not about to cry. I look up at my dad. If he can find release in his own hand, than Mark really was a jerk to dump me for a slut who he could fuck.
"Thank you, daddy," I tell him, scooting over to him, and snuggling into his chest and kissing his cheek. "Do we watch the rest of the movie now?" I ask, sliding my head down on his knees.
- James
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