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  Daddy Daughter Desires

  By Nina Sestina

  Sinful Taboo - Daddy Daughter Desires

  By Nina Sestina

  All rights reserved © 2020 Nina Sestina. First Printing: 2020.

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  Author’s Note: All characters in this story are fictional, and 18 years of age and older.

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  I’m writing this in my diary because I have to write it somewhere, and in a place where no one else ever sees it. This is my darkest secret, and it can never see the light of day. No one would understand, and no one needs to.

  My name is Hannah, and my secret concerns my sex life. It’s something I wouldn’t have imagined in a million years, but it really happened. And it all started when I still lived at home, with my mother and stepfather Luke.

  Our life was ordinary. I had a room, they shared a room, and we had a spare that doubled as an office for Luke. Mom worked part time during the week, and Luke mostly worked from home, unless he had meetings. I went back and forth between school and my part time job at an ice cream shop.

  My sex life at the time was literally non existent. I’d recently broken up with my long time boyfriend Mike, and he was the only person I’d ever been with sexually. We were each other's firsts, and it was awful all the way through.

  The first time we tried to have sex, he came while I was blowing him so he could get hard. He didn’t warn me or anything, just splooge. He sat there awkwardly for a while, without saying a word. I didn’t speak either, but eventually got dressed and went for a water.

  We later achieved penetration, but things weren’t any better. Mike used a condom, and had troubles keeping it up. He blamed it on the condom. After some coaxing, he was hard enough to push his way in, and within seconds he was hard as a rock.

  “Grandmas naked, grandmas naked.” I swear I heard him whispering this to himself as he thrust into me. I tried to look into his eyes, but he was looking away, wincing in pleasure.

  “What’s wrong baby?” I asked, trying to help him settle in. He didn’t have to answer my question, as he began spurting into the condom right then and there. I should have been nicer, I knew it was his first time too and he wasn’t trying to ejaculate prematurely. “Dammit baby! Again!?” I just wanted to have a reasonable sexual experience, and for the second time in a row I was thoroughly disappointed.

  “I’m so sorry.” Mike had a habit of constantly and over apologizing. We started dating as sophomores, and things didn’t come to an end until after graduation. He was my first boyfriend, so I didn’t realize I resented him until we’d been together for over three years.

  After that, we only slept together once a month or so. The results were usually typical, although he would get going for five minutes or so every once in a while. He apologized after every single time we had sex, and I grew disinterested. I had only started having sex, and already was transformed into a starfish.

  Anyway, I was intensely horny but had no real prospects. I ran in a familiar circle of guys, all who were either close personal friends or the boyfriends of friends. And I wasn’t into going out trying to chase or be chased by boys. So I masturbated a lot.

  My stepdad is 15 years younger than my mom, and was 41 at the time. What I didn’t know at the time, was that he had a high sex drive and my mother had lost hers. If that pretext sounds like the beginning of a cheesy porno flick, that’s because it probably is.

  We were close, Luke and I. We’d known each other for a long time and got along famously. There was always a part of me that knew he was cute, but I had never allowed my mind to venture in that stray direction. Until he steered it there himself.

  Apparently, he had already talked to my mother about his unmet sexual needs. They talked it through, and reached some sort of an agreement. Keep in mind that I had no clue about any of this at the time. So I’m perfectly settled into my boring everyday life, when all of a sudden, one day, everything changed.

  I’ll never forget the day, every detail is etched in stone. The irregularities started right away, from the moment I woke up in my bed. It was a Friday, and I was off work and school which never happens, especially on a Friday. The clock read 11:11 when I woke up, which I should have taken as a sign for things to come, a sort of omen.

  As I crept into the kitchen, bed headed and wearing only slippers and a robe over my underwear and bra, there was a full breakfast ready and waiting.

  “You slept in a little huh?” Luke asked, seated at the table, and resting behind his steaming coffee mug. I nodded, rubbing my eyes to signify that I was still technically asleep.

  “You made breakfast?” I asked, looking over the feast. He really outdid himself, Belgian waffles, eggs, sausage, fresh fruit, fresh squeezed orange juice, the works.

  “Yes ma am. The most important meal of the day.” he was always full of youthful enthusiasm, and he smiled proudly as I surveyed his bounty.

  “I’m just gonna grab a bowl of Cheerios.” I said, fighting hard not to crack a smile.

  “What?” he wailed, standing up from the table. I broke, betraying a sly smile. “That’s what I thought.” he said. I grabbed a plate and gathered up some goodies, before adding a plentiful serving size of maple syrup to sweeten things up. I sat down at the table across from him. “Come here. Sit next to me.”

  I did, and we ate in silence for several moments. He placed his hand on my semi exposed thigh, and looked into my eyes.

  “You look pretty.” he said.

  “What? I’m a mess, I just woke up you goofball.” I said, nearly choking on my food. I really did look like shit.

  “I guess I just think you always look pretty.”

  “Awh, thanks dad.”

  “You’re welcome angel.” he leaned in, and kissed me on the forehead. His hand moved further up my thigh, and he whispered softly into my ear. “I love you so much baby.” I curled under his breath, and told him that I loved him too while enjoying my food. He was acting differently towards me, more touchy than ever before. We’d hugged before, and he would kiss my forehead on occasions, but he never rubbed my thigh or called me baby through a whisper.

  I took notice but didn’t think much of it. We continued chatting, with Luke remaining near me as we cleaned up the kitchen. Neither of us had plans, and my mother was out shopping for the day.

  “Let’s spend the day together. What do you think?” he asked. I was all for it, as it had been a while since we’d really spent quality time alone together. After cleanup, we made our way to the couch to relax and watch television. Luke scooted in close, and pulled me against him.

  “Why don’t we cuddle more?” he asked, lowering my head onto his chest.

  “I don’t know. It’s nice.” I said. Mike was a smaller guy, and I wasn’t used to fitting so snug on someone’s torso. There was some sort of old game show on television, but I wasn’t paying attention to anything other than Luke’s warm body.

  Something about cuddling with him felt weird, like maybe we shouldn’t be doing it. I was perfectly okay with it, but wondered what my mother might think? It’s not like we were doing anything inappropriate, it was just out of the ordinary for us. Plus, being my age was sort of a weird time to start the tradition of snuggling with your step father. But it didn’t stop me, in fact it kind of made me like it more.

  “You’re so cute.” he whispered, his fingers dancing down my back. His touch was soothing, and I felt safe in
his strong arms. My body slowly relaxed under his massage, and I felt myself drifting slowly off to sleep. His hands made their way to my lower back, kneading perfectly as he crept down to my behind. I perked up at the sensation of his fingertips pressing into the soft flesh of my ass, and he progressed until he was rhythmically squeezing a handful of my ass. “Does that feel good baby? It’s always good to work on the glutes too.”

  “Ugh, yeah. It feels great dad.” I said, accepting his touch while feeling a bit naughty at the same time. He was playing with my ass, and acting like it was no big deal.

  “Nice and firm. Have you been working out?”

  “A little bit.” We chatted softly, and I pressed my body against him. As time passed, we became more comfortable with each others touch. Our breathing synced up, and he stared intently into each others eyes as we caressed. I wasn’t sure what was happening, but I didn’t want it to stop. He mostly caressed my back, and stomach, and hair, but he had no problem grabbing firm hold of ass, or cupping my breasts.

  “You’re a gorgeous young woman Hannah.” I knew we were playing with fire, that we should stop, but I didn’t have the willpower to make it known. I didn’t actually want to stop. His finger slowly traced up my stomach, neck, and over my chin, before finally resting on my lips. “I bet you have the sweetest tasting lips.” no one had ever talked to me in that way before, and I turned away. “How about a baby kiss?” he asked, taking it before I could respond. “And another.” he said. We kissed, softly and silently. I closed my eyes, and felt my body overtaken with desire.

  “We shouldn’t.” I said, speaking out of reflex. My heart was pounding, and I felt like a cat in heat. Every fiber in my being wanted him to rip my clothes off, and to show me what sex was supposed to feel like. But it was wrong, and I knew it.

  “Shouldn’t what baby? We’re just being sweet.” he smiled, and hugged me tight. We laid there for a while, and my arousal slowly faded away. I quickly convinced myself nothing had happened, that it was just a little thing. A little nothing, nothing at all.

  But the scenario looped in my mind, playing over and over throughout the day. The soft, sweet kisses, the heat of our encounter. In an instant, I was smitten for him. For his broad shoulders and chiseled abs, for his smile and demeanor. Romantic thoughts danced in my head, and I found myself overtaken with a crush on my step dad.

  Without processing it fully, I threw myself in his presence. Our flirtation was like a drug, and I couldn’t get enough of it. I could feel my face running flush as he twirled me around in his arms as we danced to random pop songs. Neither of us was shy about random groping, or quick kisses. Yet neither of us committed, as if not crossing hard boundaries meant no boundaries were breached it all.

  It was terrible, and I loved it.

  “I want to talk to you about something.” Luke said, rather suddenly as we were getting changed for the sauna. His idea, and one I gladly went along with. If you went through the master bedroom, and through the master bathroom, there was a small cedar sauna. I changed into my bathing suit, and asked what he wanted to talk about. “Let’s wait until we get in the sauna.”

  The day was young, and I wondered what was on his mind. We made our way into the room, and poured some water on the rocks to get the steam rolling. I inhaled the sweet wooden scent as my skin acclimated to the hot air. Luke was shirtless, wearing what appeared to be only a towel. We bathed in the steam, relaxing.

  “You look fantastic in a bikini.” he said, breaking the silence.

  “Oh stop it six pack.” I said.

  “Really Hannah, I can’t get over how gorgeous you are.” he looked me up and down, unable to control his hungry stare.

  “Thanks dad.” I said, suddenly self conscious. The whole dynamic of our newly discovered taboo little crush thing was throwing me off. I didn’t know what to do with it. “What did you want to talk about?” I asked.

  “Me and you.” he said, and scooted closer. “You’re an adult now, and I think we can be completely honest with each other about some things.”

  “Yeah. Okay.” I said, unsure of where our conversation was heading.

  “I’m going to tell you the whole truth of what’s going on. Is that okay?”

  “Yes.” I said, subdued by his smile.

  “Your mother no longer has a sex drive. She’s getting older, and she’s just interested in other things.” he said.

  “Cool. I really don’t want to hear about my mother’s relationship to sex though.” I smirked, he shook his head.

  “I know, that’s not what I was getting at. Your mother and I had a talk the other night, about sex. And the whole conversation ended up being about you.” not exactly the words I was expecting.

  “I don’t think I understand.”

  “Your mother and I came to an understanding, or an agreement. Pretty much, I get to find someone outside of the marriage to take care of my sexual needs.”

  “And how did this become about me?” I asked.

  “Because you’re the only one I want.” the words hit me like a ton of bricks, and I felt myself melting in front of him.

  “Really?”

  “Really.”

  “You told mom this?”

  “I did. She said as long as it’s okay with you and we keep it to ourselves, it’s not an issue.” he said. “I’m sorry to spring this on you, but it’s really important to me.”

  “It just seems, I dunno, like maybe we shouldn’t.” I said. My hands were clamming up, and I wasn’t sure what to do with myself. Luke was exactly what I needed in my life, an experienced older man who happened to be very good looking. But he was my stepdad.

  “We don’t have to do anything you don’t wanna do baby.”

  “We could try.” I said, unable to let the opportunity slip away.

  “Tonight would be perfect. What do you say?” he asked. I nodded my head, feeling shy and a bit scared. “Come here baby.” Luke embraced me with a hug, and sat me down on his lap. “We’ll go slow. It’ll be amazing.” he whispered into my ear, and kissed my neck gently.

  “I know it will daddy.” I said, snuggling up against him. Any discomfort I had been feeling faded away as we kissed in the sauna, my hands exploring his well muscled torso. “I’ve had sort of lame experiences with sex so far.”

  “Really? Well that’s no good. Let’s change that.” Luke’s fingers slipped under my waistband, slowly dragging them down my thighs and calves. It was the first time I’d been exposed to him, and he leaned forward and kissed right under my belly button. “So pretty.” he said, spreading my lips apart with his fingers. “I’ve always wanted to touch you here.”

  “That feels good.” I said, standing naked from the waist down in front of my stepfather.

  “Good baby, I want to make you feel good.” his fingers entered slightly, penetrating as his thumb drew circles around my clit. “You’re already so wet.”

  “Sorry, it’s been a while.” I said.

  “Don’t be sorry angel, it just means you’re turned on. That’s a good thing.”

  “Yes daddy.” I said. He continued to play, kissing my stomach and thighs while easing me into his touch. “You’re really good at that.”

  “Wait until I start kissing on it.” he said, his hands sinking down into two firm handfuls of my ass. “Let’s get out of this sauna before one of us passes out.” Luke said, standing up and taking me by the hand.

  The room temperature air felt ice cold as we exited the sauna, and Luke draped a large towel around my shoulders as he guided me into his bedroom and sat me down on his mattress.

  “Lay down, spread your legs. And take off your top.” Luke said, looking down at my body as I acquiesced to his command. “Such a perfect young body.” I watched as he removed his shorts, exposing his semi erect cock. My body perked up, my awareness spiking as the reality of the situation set in. Luke pressed my legs apart with his hands, and dropped down into position to go down on me. “Are you ready baby?”

  “Ye
s.” I whispered, looking down at my new lover. Luke wasted no time, taking the reins and leading me straight down the slippery slope towards a powerful orgasm. His tongue knew all the right spots, and his enthusiasm as he licked and sucked on my sex only made it more enjotable.

  “Mmm hmm baby, you taste so good. Your pussy tastes so good baby.” he moaned, eagerly lapping away like I was his last meal.

  “You’re so good daddy.” I moaned, twisting and squirming under his expert touch. Within seconds I knew that this wasn’t anything like the sex I’d had before. I forgot to breathe while I came all over his face, and before I could catch my breath he pulled my hips to his.

  “I need it Hannah, I need to take it.” he rubbed himself at my lips, before inching his way inside.

  “Fuck.”

  “It’s so tight baby.” he pushed himself in, slowly grinding against me. “Give daddy a kiss.” Luke was a sensual lover, and we made out like two people in love for the first time, all the while his powerful hips thrust down onto me, feeding me his hard flesh and driving my body wild for the first time in my lips.