Please, Daddy? (Taboo Erotica) (Off Limits Taboo Book 1)

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I couldn't see them, but I pictured my balls isolated from the bottom of my stiffening shaft. So exposed, what was Mitzi planning? After the divorce, I moved about 100 miles away. Daisy opted to stay with Belinda. Daisy had her own apartment off the university campus. She is twenty, her decision, so no custody argument there. As the night wore on, Mom finally excused herself, as usual, saying, "I've got to get up way too early, so I'm heading for bed. Don't forget that you have school tomorrow." He did not say anything about this either, except that I ‘seemed happier’ those days. Perhaps I was, but he was mixing up cause and effect. As if he read her mind, Daddy asked her, "Do you ever let boys play with your boobies the way Daddy was earlier?"

She shook her head to say she wasn't going to answer. So I turned her around and placed her on my knees, "Now, I want you to sit there and watch this." I pulled my legs apart so I could see her cunt. I heard her whimper. I made sure he did not have the remote nearby, so he had no choice but to place his hand somewhere on me. He chose my knee. Daddy!" Lily sobbed in protest. Why was Daddy touching her private, naughty parts? The parts of her that Daddy always said were bad, and she shouldn't let anyone touch them? Not yet, you're not," Daddy promised, grabbing her arm and plopping her over his lap. Now there was no escaping the spanking. She closed her hands around the leather belt, ready to cry before he even touched her. You're my little girl," Daddy pointed out. "That means you belong to me - all of you belongs to me. I can touch you any way I want to."I remember sitting on your lap all the time when I was little. I wanted to see if I could still fit.” I explained. It’s happened again. I don’t know if it was a good or a bad thing…and at this point, I don’t care anymore. It’s starting to feel good for me. I can’t just summarize what He did…I have to give every gory detail about the occurrence. Call it venting. Call it therapy. I just need to let someone know so that it doesn’t devour my soul. Although my innocence has been taken from me, a part of me feels like I deserve it. But let me stop rambling on, and begin my story.

I closed my eyes and didn't say anything. It was Thursday night, the last night of the week we'd be alone like that, and I wanted to know what he was after. I was insanely curious and, so, again, I pretended to be asleep.Haha, Daddy! Don't be silly you know I'm 18." She giggled lightly. Of course, I remembered, I couldn't make it to her birthday party a month ago because of a meeting. All my friends always noted how hot my dad was and I had to agree, for a 35 year old my he was good looking. Age has nothing to do with it, Lily" Daddy said firmly. "Girl or woman, you must know your place and accept discipline from a man - whether it's your daddy, or maybe someday, a boyfriend." Lily blushed. Daddy had never let her have a boyfriend, he kept her close to him all the time. She wondered sometimes what it would be like to have a boyfriend, but she never dared ask.

Maybe, if I wore something a little more revealing, and a little more accessible, he would try to take it farther. Maybe.

Humping daddy

Mitzi gripped the bottom of my balls, pulling them out as far as they would go. She raised her whip high. It's not about what you want" Daddy said, spanking her right butt cheek hard, "it's about what you deserve." I know Daddy," Lily said, unsure what her punishment was going to be, but distracted by the feelings Daddy's hand was creating beneath her skirt. They spotlighted Daisy as a 'youth' who has been a successful businesswoman. It is ironic that her business has nothing to do with her location. Doesn't matter, she is getting an award.