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Chapter Four:
I Left for two weeks. Claimed I had a work thing and just took off to right my head and be away from them for a while. I didn't go home again until it was time to take the girls back to college. I didn't trust myself around them.
As Soph and Rachel were preparing to head back off to college, Ella asked me if she could delay her next semester in exchange for doing a summer course the following year.
I thought about it for hours before I agreed to it. She's not my daughter, if she wants more with me, I can give it to her. But I also needed to talk to her about what Sophie said the night before I left. I needed to know where those thoughts came from.
We got Soph and Rachel moved back into their dorms over a few days. When it was all done Ella and I settled in at home together. Some part of me thought she might jump on me as soon as we started leaving the college, but she didn't. She leaned her head against the window and napped while I drove. When we got home I carried her up to her bedroom and put her to bed without thinking about or doing anything more.
Maybe I got carried away with how bad things were, hell I still wasn't convinced that I wasn't completely fantasizing the whole thing. Over a couple weeks home alone with her, it was mostly me working, her hanging around the house, us ordering food and watching movies together. It wasn't rife with sexual tension. It was normal.
She didn't make a move toward me, so I didn't make one toward her. I became convinced that interaction was nothing but a daydream the longer it remained unspoken. There was no way it really happened, just a perverted guy letting his mind get carried away with sexual fantasies because he's been in a dry spell. Go on a date, get laid, all will be better.
It took me a while to work up the courage to ask her what happened that night.
She was helping me train for a 10k I wanted to run to support funding for pancreatic cancer. I wasn't out of shape but my normal run was only two miles out and two miles home after a break in between. I soon discovered that Ella liked ordering me around and making me work up a sweat with actual stretches and exercises to tone my muscles before and after the ungodly runs that were her normal.
After a particularly long -- ten miles out and ten miles back -- run, she jogged into the house with ease and I collapsed inside the door, reminding myself that she was a young, fit, cross country track star and I never had that accolade even in my best shape. Her body glistened with the lightest sheen of sweat, though her top and shorts soaked through. My shirt soaked to the point of dripping, sweat plastered my hair to my head and dripped from my forehead as I panted and my side ached.
I pulled my shirt off as I lay on the ground, huffing and puffing. She took a picture of me stretched out and shirtless on the ground, on my back, and sent it to my other kids, I killed your dad by making him run twenty miles with me. Should I call the police and report it or let him rot here until one of you come home?
I took her phone from her and watched their replies:
Tristan said, RIP dad. I made that mistake once, don't let El talk you into 'just one more mile' it becomes twenty quick and she doesn't even break a fucking sweat.
Sophie replied, Hose him down with water and he'll come around to yell at you for making a mess in the house.
Rachel made a quirky eye smiley followed with, Aww, leave dad alone, he's trying his best, put a cookie next to his face and he'll wake up.
I replied to them with, Haha, none of you are getting an allowance this week ~Dad.
Each sent back an angel smiley, reaching hand and cash emoji. I handed Ella back her phone and looked her over, "Ella, can we talk?"
She nodded but looked away from me.
"What happened..."
Her gaze came back up to meet mine and she smiled, "Was nice, right?"
I sighed, "It can't happen again, El. It was a mistake. I messed up."
She came over to me and climbed on my lap before she draped her arms over my shoulders, "So you only want our panties, then? You don't want to know what it would be like to spread us..."
My hand went up to her mouth and covered it, "No. Dammit, Ella. What even got this in your mind?"
Ella smiled, "What got it in yours?"
My thoughts flashed back to her on the bathroom sink, "Being a fucking pervert," I said as I moved her off my lap.
Ella knelt beside me as I started to get up, "She never used it on me," she said. "She wanted to but I told her I wasn't ready for it yet."
"I don't need to know that, Ella."
She glanced away then raised her eyes to me again, "I'm not your daughter," she said.
"No, you're not, but..."
"But what?" Her hand caressed my cheek as my gaze cascaded along her body.
"But you're my daughter's girlfriend and I'm not going to hurt Sophie by giving in to selfish wants."
Ella smiled, "Sophie and I aren't dating. We're learning things together because we trust each other and neither one of us know what we're asyabahis yeni giriş (https://ivycreekes.com/bahis/asyabahis/) doing yet. So, we're seeing what works for us and what doesn't."
"I'm still providing for you. People will think I held that over your head to get you to..."
She climbed back on my lap, "Who, Dad? Are you going to go around telling people? Because I'm not. It's only us here until Thanksgiving. Who's going to know?"
"I will," my resolve was weakening as she climbed back over my lap. Her hands lifted my hand to her cheek and I curled my fingers. She rubbed her cheek against them and I sighed.
"Do you want my panties again? Or would you like me to get something out of this, too?" Her smile was pure innocence but there was something in her eyes that told me I was being played.
My hand went under her chin and lifted her face to me as I leaned down and dragged my lips over hers. "You're not playing fair," I said in a whisper.
Ella lifted herself and pressed her lips more firmly to mine, pushing her tongue into my mouth as I moaned. Her hands grasped the nape of my neck and her body pressed to mine. When she pulled back she smiled, "Who says I'm playing?"
"Ella..."
She pulled her top over her head and I groaned as I devoured her image. Her soft pink nipples were already erect, most likely from rubbing against the fabric as we ran. I hadn't realized she wasn't wearing a bra. Ella rubbed her hands over her breasts and sighed, "I know they aren't like Sophie's, but... Oh."
My arms wrapped around her waist and lifted her to me. I couldn't quite get her entire breast into my mouth, but she didn't seem to mind as my tongue lapped and circled the protruding nipple. Her other breast was just as sweaty as I moved over and took it into my mouth. The salty coating on her skin drove me fucking mad.
Ella's hands were in my hair, holding me to her as she moaned. She leaned her lips near my ear and whispered, "I don't want to have sex until Sophie can be with us."
I nodded and pulled my mouth from her breast, "Tell me what you do want, Ella."
She smiled and tilted my head up to her before kissing my lips and saying, "I want you to kiss me, Dad."
I started to lift myself to her lips again and she smiled as she backed away from me. Her fingers slipped into the waistband of her shorts and shimmied them down her legs. I got on my knees and moved closer to her and she wagged her finger and backed up again. She still wore a pair of white cotton panties that were damp with sweat, at least mostly sweat. She moved her fingers back up to them and started to pull them off, but I grabbed her wrists and pulled her hands away.
"Lie down, Ella."
She arched her eyebrow but sat on the ground in front of me. I moved her legs so her feet were flat on the ground and her knees bent. My hand caressed her through her panties, evoking a blush across her cheeks and a bitten lower lip. I leaned down and dragged my tongue over the already damp panties.
Her hands moved into my hair and she whimpered as my tongue pressed and slid back and forth over her clit through the slightly rough fabric.
My own hands grabbed her ass and held her still as I sucked on her through her panties. Her hands tightened on the back of my head and held me to her as her hips lifted to my mouth. Her scent filled my nostrils and I moaned, pushing myself tighter against her.
Ella's whimpers turned to a whining demand, "Stop teasing me, Dad..."
I smiled and lifted her hips to pull her panties down her legs. I put my index fingers and thumbs along her vulva, rubbing them gently without spreading her or trying to stimulate her, but I could already see the drips of clear fluid cascading between her lips.
"Not like you haven't been teasing the hell out of me the past few months."
My fingers pulled her outer lips apart and I smiled at the glistening folds beneath. My thumbs spread her inner lips, causing more of her clear fluids to slide down her exposed body. I held her spread as I moved closer. My breath must've felt cold to her as her pussy was radiating heat toward my mouth.
I didn't lick her or kiss her, I manipulated her cunt with my fingers. Her legs stretched and her thighs tensed as I used one hand to hold her spread open and the other lightly grazed her clit in fast strokes.
Her whimpers turned to breathy gasps and her hips couldn't stay still. Her body had me aching for more. The hood of her clit pulled back with ease and the hard pink nub looked as though I'd slathered it in fluids. As badly as I wanted to uncover my dick and push it into her, I refrained. It was the one thing she asked me not to do.
My middle finger joined my index finger as I applied a little more pressure to either side of her clit and rubbed more firmly. Her head lolled back and she got loud.
"It's nice to be the only ones home, huh Baby?" I teased as her clit began to throb under my fingers.
I grabbed her thighs and pulled her legs further apart. My mouth closed around her clit and I sucked on her, evoking a asyabahis giriş (https://ivycreekes.com/bahis/asyabahis/) whimpering cry as she thrust her hips toward me. I pulled her closer and dipped my tongue into the pooling fluid at her entrance. She rocked her hips, encouraging the tip of my tongue to penetrate her.
"Oh... Dad..." she cried out as she lay back on the floor.
I pulled my mouth from her and resumed the fast, light rubbing with my fingers as I climbed up beside her and took her tit in my mouth again. Her body tensed and her breaths became heady pants as her hips moved in rhythm with my fingers.
I moved my lips up to her ear and whispered, "Not yet."
My hand came away from her and she whimpered, a big pout on her lower lip, "Dad!"
My hands curled around her wrists and pulled her up to me, "What made Sophie curious about that?"
She sighed, "A friend of hers showed her a video of people pretending to be father and daughter. She started looking them up on her own and reading stories after that. I thought it was weird at first and told her so. Sophie felt bad but she kept writing about wanting it. I was afraid someone would find what she wrote and would think it was real and get you in trouble. We started messing around so she'd have another outlet for it. I don't think she's really attracted to girls, just me.
"When we got home I noticed she wasn't wrong. You are attractive and you're sad and lonely. Then you came out of the bathroom after you watched me and Sophie together. You'd never left the bathroom in just a towel before..."
"You two seemed to be in a hurry."
Ella rolled her eyes, "You were hard. I felt it when Sophie pushed me into you. I tried to pull your towel off so we could see, but you grabbed it too quick."
I scowled at her, "Ella, that's..."
"Which of us were you thinking about when you finally opened your towel?"
My gaze turned from her and she moved until I was looking at her again, "It's okay. I'm not going to tell anyone. I'm not going to use it against you. I just want to know."
A groan escaped me as I felt her hand in my pants. I hadn't even felt her unzip them. Her thumb caressed me and I looked her in the eye, "Both of you," my voice was barely audible, but she smiled.
"That's what I hoped you'd say. It's what we want, too."
I leaned down and tugged her lower lip with my thumb before I pushed my tongue in her mouth and kissed her. My hands guided her back down to the floor then I slid my fingers back through her slippery fluids. My fingers were gentle but insistent as I kissed her and made her hips lift and roll toward my hand.
She moaned and her body tensed beside me. I pulled my lips away from her and watched her back arch and her hands clench into fists. My head tilted to the side and my middle finger slid down to her entrance.
Her eyes got big as my thumb took over rubbing her clit and my finger began rubbing along her vaginal opening. I didn't penetrate her, just pressed my fingertip along her. Her hips moved toward it and she penetrated herself with my digit.
My smile grew as I watched her hips dip and roll, fucking herself on my finger as my thumb covered and rubbed over her clit. I lowered my lips to her breast again and bit and sucked on her nipple as I began to finger her. Her voice raised as her hips moved faster.
I wrapped my arm around her back and pulled her to me so I could finger her a little harder and faster. My lips pressed to her cheek then moved back to her ear, "That's it, baby," I whispered to her as her hips bucked toward my finger. "Let Daddy feel you cum for him."
She whimpered and I brought my lips back to hers, silencing the moaning whines attempting to escape. My thumb pressed a little harder to the side of her clit and my finger curled inside of her. Her body tensed and her hands grabbed my wrist and shoulder. The unmistakable contractions of her pussy pulling my finger into her as she reached orgasm made me groan.
My lips pulled from hers and I looked at her, "Why did you really want to stay home this semester, El?"
Ella moaned as my finger rubbed inside of her while the orgasm eased, "To convince you to fuck us," she whispered.
"So why didn't Sophie stay home for the semester, too?"
"We didn't think it would be this easy," her eyes lifted to mine, "we both thought it would take me months to wear you down."
"Which means we have a couple months alone, Ella. And no sex until I can have you and Sophie together, right?"
Her head tipped in affirmation.
I let go of her and stood up, pulling my shorts and underwear down to reveal a hard, drooling cock for her, "So, how do you want to take care of Daddy?"
Ella smiled and pulled me down onto the floor with her. She straddled my lap and I grabbed her thighs, but she pushed my dick down to my stomach and sat with her pussy wrapped around the underside of it. She slid up and down.
Her cunt slick and coating my cock obscenely. I let go of her legs and put my hands on her hips, pulling her down tighter to me as I moaned.
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My hands slid up her body until I could grope her breasts. "Tell me, something," I said in a gasping groan as her body moved firmly against me.
"What?" she asked, slowing her hips until my hand dropped down to her and urged her to keep the fast, hard pace.
My hips lifted and she slid a little too high, almost causing the tip of my dick to penetrate her, but it only caught on the edge as she stopped and adjusted herself. "Do you and Sophie always talk about me when you're messing around with each other?"
She smiled and shook her head, "Not always. But she cums hardest when I tell her how much Daddy is going to love her pussy wrapped around his cock."
I groaned and sprayed my stomach with cum. Her smile grew and she tilted her head, "Like Daddy, like daughter."
Ella started to move down my body but I grabbed her thigh and pulled her off me. She pouted until I kept pulling her until her knees rested against my shoulders on either side of my head. Her hips lowered to me and my tongue lapped at her as she moaned.
Her tongue began to lap up the cum from my stomach as her hand stroked me, "Dad?"
"Hmm?" little more than a mumble as I pulled my arm from over my eyes to see Ella standing next to me, her running clothes still on but our shoes sitting by the doorway, she must've taken mine off me while I was daydreaming about her.
My stomach fluttered, though I wasn't sure if it was in relief or frustration that I hadn't just gotten off to Ella's pussy sliding over me. She knelt down beside me, her brow furrowed.
"Are you alright? I asked if you wanted to shower before me..."
I lifted myself from the floor and stood up on shaky legs, "Ella, I need to ask you something."
"What is it?"
"Did I come into your room a couple weeks before Sophie went back to school?"
She nodded.
"What did I do?"
Ella's cheeks flushed as her gaze lowered to the floor, "You don't remember?"
"I do. I need you to confirm that it wasn't a dream. I've been having trouble sorting that for myself lately."
She looked at me and tilted her head, "You used a vibrator on Sophie. You almost showed yourself to me but you freaked out and left."
"Did Sophie know I was using it on her?"
"No."
"The morning I found you two in bed together... was that planned?"
Ella bit her lip and looked to the floor.
"Ella? Did you two do that on purpose?"
"We weren't asleep," she finally said.
"Then you knew you weren't in trouble?"
"No. Neither of us knew how you would react to it. I thought you were going to kick me out but Sophie was certain you wouldn't."
"And showing me your privates?"
A smile tried to force its way onto her face but she kept it at bay, "Wasn't planned. I just wanted to see what you would do. Sophie doesn't know I did that."
"Why didn't you want to go back to school this semester?"
She looked to the floor again. I moved over to her and put my hand under her chin, lifting her head to make her look at me, "Ella? Why didn't you want to go back to school this semester?"
"I wanted some time alone with you. Sophie thought it was a good idea. She thought maybe I could talk you into being with us."
My forehead crinkled as my gaze caught hers. She looked scared. I looked at the stairs, "You should shower first. I need a few minutes before I can go up to the bathroom, I think."
Her hand clasped mine, "Or," she said as her gaze slid over my body, "we could shower together?"
I had no resolve left as she turned and began to pull me to the stairs. My legs managed to carry me up each landing without issue, goaded on by her swaying hips and rounded ass in front of me. The acidic burning of bile began to rise in my throat, but she turned and smiled at the top of the stairs as she looked back at me.
"You said you wanted me to confirm it wasn't a dream. Have you been dreaming about us?"
"Yeah. Awake and asleep." I looked back down the stairs to the front door, "For all I know I'm still lying down on the floor in the front entry and this is just my dying thoughts."
Ella reached over to me and guided me back to look at her, "You're not dreaming. I promise. You're not dying either. I didn't run you that hard, Dad."
The way she emphasized it gave me a chill as she tugged me to finish climbing the stairs. She led me to the bathroom and inside, locking the door behind us even though there was no one else here.
Ella pulled her top off, revealing a soft pink sports bra underneath. She moved over to me and lifted my shirt from my body before she tossed it nearby. Her fingers slid inside of the waistband of my shorts and her eyes lifted to me. One eyebrow cocked as she waited for me to object. I didn't. I just stood there, leaning against the wall for support.
Her hands pulled my shorts and underwear down from my hips, stopping before she uncovered me. Again, giving me a chance to back out of exposing myself to my daughter's best friend -- maybe girlfriend, that wasn't clear to me yet. I brought my hand up to her cheek and leaned forward, closing my lips over her lower lip in a gentle kiss. My forehead pressed to hers as I let her continue.
I Left for two weeks. Claimed I had a work thing and just took off to right my head and be away from them for a while. I didn't go home again until it was time to take the girls back to college. I didn't trust myself around them.
As Soph and Rachel were preparing to head back off to college, Ella asked me if she could delay her next semester in exchange for doing a summer course the following year.
I thought about it for hours before I agreed to it. She's not my daughter, if she wants more with me, I can give it to her. But I also needed to talk to her about what Sophie said the night before I left. I needed to know where those thoughts came from.
We got Soph and Rachel moved back into their dorms over a few days. When it was all done Ella and I settled in at home together. Some part of me thought she might jump on me as soon as we started leaving the college, but she didn't. She leaned her head against the window and napped while I drove. When we got home I carried her up to her bedroom and put her to bed without thinking about or doing anything more.
Maybe I got carried away with how bad things were, hell I still wasn't convinced that I wasn't completely fantasizing the whole thing. Over a couple weeks home alone with her, it was mostly me working, her hanging around the house, us ordering food and watching movies together. It wasn't rife with sexual tension. It was normal.
She didn't make a move toward me, so I didn't make one toward her. I became convinced that interaction was nothing but a daydream the longer it remained unspoken. There was no way it really happened, just a perverted guy letting his mind get carried away with sexual fantasies because he's been in a dry spell. Go on a date, get laid, all will be better.
It took me a while to work up the courage to ask her what happened that night.
She was helping me train for a 10k I wanted to run to support funding for pancreatic cancer. I wasn't out of shape but my normal run was only two miles out and two miles home after a break in between. I soon discovered that Ella liked ordering me around and making me work up a sweat with actual stretches and exercises to tone my muscles before and after the ungodly runs that were her normal.
After a particularly long -- ten miles out and ten miles back -- run, she jogged into the house with ease and I collapsed inside the door, reminding myself that she was a young, fit, cross country track star and I never had that accolade even in my best shape. Her body glistened with the lightest sheen of sweat, though her top and shorts soaked through. My shirt soaked to the point of dripping, sweat plastered my hair to my head and dripped from my forehead as I panted and my side ached.
I pulled my shirt off as I lay on the ground, huffing and puffing. She took a picture of me stretched out and shirtless on the ground, on my back, and sent it to my other kids, I killed your dad by making him run twenty miles with me. Should I call the police and report it or let him rot here until one of you come home?
I took her phone from her and watched their replies:
Tristan said, RIP dad. I made that mistake once, don't let El talk you into 'just one more mile' it becomes twenty quick and she doesn't even break a fucking sweat.
Sophie replied, Hose him down with water and he'll come around to yell at you for making a mess in the house.
Rachel made a quirky eye smiley followed with, Aww, leave dad alone, he's trying his best, put a cookie next to his face and he'll wake up.
I replied to them with, Haha, none of you are getting an allowance this week ~Dad.
Each sent back an angel smiley, reaching hand and cash emoji. I handed Ella back her phone and looked her over, "Ella, can we talk?"
She nodded but looked away from me.
"What happened..."
Her gaze came back up to meet mine and she smiled, "Was nice, right?"
I sighed, "It can't happen again, El. It was a mistake. I messed up."
She came over to me and climbed on my lap before she draped her arms over my shoulders, "So you only want our panties, then? You don't want to know what it would be like to spread us..."
My hand went up to her mouth and covered it, "No. Dammit, Ella. What even got this in your mind?"
Ella smiled, "What got it in yours?"
My thoughts flashed back to her on the bathroom sink, "Being a fucking pervert," I said as I moved her off my lap.
Ella knelt beside me as I started to get up, "She never used it on me," she said. "She wanted to but I told her I wasn't ready for it yet."
"I don't need to know that, Ella."
She glanced away then raised her eyes to me again, "I'm not your daughter," she said.
"No, you're not, but..."
"But what?" Her hand caressed my cheek as my gaze cascaded along her body.
"But you're my daughter's girlfriend and I'm not going to hurt Sophie by giving in to selfish wants."
Ella smiled, "Sophie and I aren't dating. We're learning things together because we trust each other and neither one of us know what we're asyabahis yeni giriş (https://ivycreekes.com/bahis/asyabahis/) doing yet. So, we're seeing what works for us and what doesn't."
"I'm still providing for you. People will think I held that over your head to get you to..."
She climbed back on my lap, "Who, Dad? Are you going to go around telling people? Because I'm not. It's only us here until Thanksgiving. Who's going to know?"
"I will," my resolve was weakening as she climbed back over my lap. Her hands lifted my hand to her cheek and I curled my fingers. She rubbed her cheek against them and I sighed.
"Do you want my panties again? Or would you like me to get something out of this, too?" Her smile was pure innocence but there was something in her eyes that told me I was being played.
My hand went under her chin and lifted her face to me as I leaned down and dragged my lips over hers. "You're not playing fair," I said in a whisper.
Ella lifted herself and pressed her lips more firmly to mine, pushing her tongue into my mouth as I moaned. Her hands grasped the nape of my neck and her body pressed to mine. When she pulled back she smiled, "Who says I'm playing?"
"Ella..."
She pulled her top over her head and I groaned as I devoured her image. Her soft pink nipples were already erect, most likely from rubbing against the fabric as we ran. I hadn't realized she wasn't wearing a bra. Ella rubbed her hands over her breasts and sighed, "I know they aren't like Sophie's, but... Oh."
My arms wrapped around her waist and lifted her to me. I couldn't quite get her entire breast into my mouth, but she didn't seem to mind as my tongue lapped and circled the protruding nipple. Her other breast was just as sweaty as I moved over and took it into my mouth. The salty coating on her skin drove me fucking mad.
Ella's hands were in my hair, holding me to her as she moaned. She leaned her lips near my ear and whispered, "I don't want to have sex until Sophie can be with us."
I nodded and pulled my mouth from her breast, "Tell me what you do want, Ella."
She smiled and tilted my head up to her before kissing my lips and saying, "I want you to kiss me, Dad."
I started to lift myself to her lips again and she smiled as she backed away from me. Her fingers slipped into the waistband of her shorts and shimmied them down her legs. I got on my knees and moved closer to her and she wagged her finger and backed up again. She still wore a pair of white cotton panties that were damp with sweat, at least mostly sweat. She moved her fingers back up to them and started to pull them off, but I grabbed her wrists and pulled her hands away.
"Lie down, Ella."
She arched her eyebrow but sat on the ground in front of me. I moved her legs so her feet were flat on the ground and her knees bent. My hand caressed her through her panties, evoking a blush across her cheeks and a bitten lower lip. I leaned down and dragged my tongue over the already damp panties.
Her hands moved into my hair and she whimpered as my tongue pressed and slid back and forth over her clit through the slightly rough fabric.
My own hands grabbed her ass and held her still as I sucked on her through her panties. Her hands tightened on the back of my head and held me to her as her hips lifted to my mouth. Her scent filled my nostrils and I moaned, pushing myself tighter against her.
Ella's whimpers turned to a whining demand, "Stop teasing me, Dad..."
I smiled and lifted her hips to pull her panties down her legs. I put my index fingers and thumbs along her vulva, rubbing them gently without spreading her or trying to stimulate her, but I could already see the drips of clear fluid cascading between her lips.
"Not like you haven't been teasing the hell out of me the past few months."
My fingers pulled her outer lips apart and I smiled at the glistening folds beneath. My thumbs spread her inner lips, causing more of her clear fluids to slide down her exposed body. I held her spread as I moved closer. My breath must've felt cold to her as her pussy was radiating heat toward my mouth.
I didn't lick her or kiss her, I manipulated her cunt with my fingers. Her legs stretched and her thighs tensed as I used one hand to hold her spread open and the other lightly grazed her clit in fast strokes.
Her whimpers turned to breathy gasps and her hips couldn't stay still. Her body had me aching for more. The hood of her clit pulled back with ease and the hard pink nub looked as though I'd slathered it in fluids. As badly as I wanted to uncover my dick and push it into her, I refrained. It was the one thing she asked me not to do.
My middle finger joined my index finger as I applied a little more pressure to either side of her clit and rubbed more firmly. Her head lolled back and she got loud.
"It's nice to be the only ones home, huh Baby?" I teased as her clit began to throb under my fingers.
I grabbed her thighs and pulled her legs further apart. My mouth closed around her clit and I sucked on her, evoking a asyabahis giriş (https://ivycreekes.com/bahis/asyabahis/) whimpering cry as she thrust her hips toward me. I pulled her closer and dipped my tongue into the pooling fluid at her entrance. She rocked her hips, encouraging the tip of my tongue to penetrate her.
"Oh... Dad..." she cried out as she lay back on the floor.
I pulled my mouth from her and resumed the fast, light rubbing with my fingers as I climbed up beside her and took her tit in my mouth again. Her body tensed and her breaths became heady pants as her hips moved in rhythm with my fingers.
I moved my lips up to her ear and whispered, "Not yet."
My hand came away from her and she whimpered, a big pout on her lower lip, "Dad!"
My hands curled around her wrists and pulled her up to me, "What made Sophie curious about that?"
She sighed, "A friend of hers showed her a video of people pretending to be father and daughter. She started looking them up on her own and reading stories after that. I thought it was weird at first and told her so. Sophie felt bad but she kept writing about wanting it. I was afraid someone would find what she wrote and would think it was real and get you in trouble. We started messing around so she'd have another outlet for it. I don't think she's really attracted to girls, just me.
"When we got home I noticed she wasn't wrong. You are attractive and you're sad and lonely. Then you came out of the bathroom after you watched me and Sophie together. You'd never left the bathroom in just a towel before..."
"You two seemed to be in a hurry."
Ella rolled her eyes, "You were hard. I felt it when Sophie pushed me into you. I tried to pull your towel off so we could see, but you grabbed it too quick."
I scowled at her, "Ella, that's..."
"Which of us were you thinking about when you finally opened your towel?"
My gaze turned from her and she moved until I was looking at her again, "It's okay. I'm not going to tell anyone. I'm not going to use it against you. I just want to know."
A groan escaped me as I felt her hand in my pants. I hadn't even felt her unzip them. Her thumb caressed me and I looked her in the eye, "Both of you," my voice was barely audible, but she smiled.
"That's what I hoped you'd say. It's what we want, too."
I leaned down and tugged her lower lip with my thumb before I pushed my tongue in her mouth and kissed her. My hands guided her back down to the floor then I slid my fingers back through her slippery fluids. My fingers were gentle but insistent as I kissed her and made her hips lift and roll toward my hand.
She moaned and her body tensed beside me. I pulled my lips away from her and watched her back arch and her hands clench into fists. My head tilted to the side and my middle finger slid down to her entrance.
Her eyes got big as my thumb took over rubbing her clit and my finger began rubbing along her vaginal opening. I didn't penetrate her, just pressed my fingertip along her. Her hips moved toward it and she penetrated herself with my digit.
My smile grew as I watched her hips dip and roll, fucking herself on my finger as my thumb covered and rubbed over her clit. I lowered my lips to her breast again and bit and sucked on her nipple as I began to finger her. Her voice raised as her hips moved faster.
I wrapped my arm around her back and pulled her to me so I could finger her a little harder and faster. My lips pressed to her cheek then moved back to her ear, "That's it, baby," I whispered to her as her hips bucked toward my finger. "Let Daddy feel you cum for him."
She whimpered and I brought my lips back to hers, silencing the moaning whines attempting to escape. My thumb pressed a little harder to the side of her clit and my finger curled inside of her. Her body tensed and her hands grabbed my wrist and shoulder. The unmistakable contractions of her pussy pulling my finger into her as she reached orgasm made me groan.
My lips pulled from hers and I looked at her, "Why did you really want to stay home this semester, El?"
Ella moaned as my finger rubbed inside of her while the orgasm eased, "To convince you to fuck us," she whispered.
"So why didn't Sophie stay home for the semester, too?"
"We didn't think it would be this easy," her eyes lifted to mine, "we both thought it would take me months to wear you down."
"Which means we have a couple months alone, Ella. And no sex until I can have you and Sophie together, right?"
Her head tipped in affirmation.
I let go of her and stood up, pulling my shorts and underwear down to reveal a hard, drooling cock for her, "So, how do you want to take care of Daddy?"
Ella smiled and pulled me down onto the floor with her. She straddled my lap and I grabbed her thighs, but she pushed my dick down to my stomach and sat with her pussy wrapped around the underside of it. She slid up and down.
Her cunt slick and coating my cock obscenely. I let go of her legs and put my hands on her hips, pulling her down tighter to me as I moaned.
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My hands slid up her body until I could grope her breasts. "Tell me, something," I said in a gasping groan as her body moved firmly against me.
"What?" she asked, slowing her hips until my hand dropped down to her and urged her to keep the fast, hard pace.
My hips lifted and she slid a little too high, almost causing the tip of my dick to penetrate her, but it only caught on the edge as she stopped and adjusted herself. "Do you and Sophie always talk about me when you're messing around with each other?"
She smiled and shook her head, "Not always. But she cums hardest when I tell her how much Daddy is going to love her pussy wrapped around his cock."
I groaned and sprayed my stomach with cum. Her smile grew and she tilted her head, "Like Daddy, like daughter."
Ella started to move down my body but I grabbed her thigh and pulled her off me. She pouted until I kept pulling her until her knees rested against my shoulders on either side of my head. Her hips lowered to me and my tongue lapped at her as she moaned.
Her tongue began to lap up the cum from my stomach as her hand stroked me, "Dad?"
"Hmm?" little more than a mumble as I pulled my arm from over my eyes to see Ella standing next to me, her running clothes still on but our shoes sitting by the doorway, she must've taken mine off me while I was daydreaming about her.
My stomach fluttered, though I wasn't sure if it was in relief or frustration that I hadn't just gotten off to Ella's pussy sliding over me. She knelt down beside me, her brow furrowed.
"Are you alright? I asked if you wanted to shower before me..."
I lifted myself from the floor and stood up on shaky legs, "Ella, I need to ask you something."
"What is it?"
"Did I come into your room a couple weeks before Sophie went back to school?"
She nodded.
"What did I do?"
Ella's cheeks flushed as her gaze lowered to the floor, "You don't remember?"
"I do. I need you to confirm that it wasn't a dream. I've been having trouble sorting that for myself lately."
She looked at me and tilted her head, "You used a vibrator on Sophie. You almost showed yourself to me but you freaked out and left."
"Did Sophie know I was using it on her?"
"No."
"The morning I found you two in bed together... was that planned?"
Ella bit her lip and looked to the floor.
"Ella? Did you two do that on purpose?"
"We weren't asleep," she finally said.
"Then you knew you weren't in trouble?"
"No. Neither of us knew how you would react to it. I thought you were going to kick me out but Sophie was certain you wouldn't."
"And showing me your privates?"
A smile tried to force its way onto her face but she kept it at bay, "Wasn't planned. I just wanted to see what you would do. Sophie doesn't know I did that."
"Why didn't you want to go back to school this semester?"
She looked to the floor again. I moved over to her and put my hand under her chin, lifting her head to make her look at me, "Ella? Why didn't you want to go back to school this semester?"
"I wanted some time alone with you. Sophie thought it was a good idea. She thought maybe I could talk you into being with us."
My forehead crinkled as my gaze caught hers. She looked scared. I looked at the stairs, "You should shower first. I need a few minutes before I can go up to the bathroom, I think."
Her hand clasped mine, "Or," she said as her gaze slid over my body, "we could shower together?"
I had no resolve left as she turned and began to pull me to the stairs. My legs managed to carry me up each landing without issue, goaded on by her swaying hips and rounded ass in front of me. The acidic burning of bile began to rise in my throat, but she turned and smiled at the top of the stairs as she looked back at me.
"You said you wanted me to confirm it wasn't a dream. Have you been dreaming about us?"
"Yeah. Awake and asleep." I looked back down the stairs to the front door, "For all I know I'm still lying down on the floor in the front entry and this is just my dying thoughts."
Ella reached over to me and guided me back to look at her, "You're not dreaming. I promise. You're not dying either. I didn't run you that hard, Dad."
The way she emphasized it gave me a chill as she tugged me to finish climbing the stairs. She led me to the bathroom and inside, locking the door behind us even though there was no one else here.
Ella pulled her top off, revealing a soft pink sports bra underneath. She moved over to me and lifted my shirt from my body before she tossed it nearby. Her fingers slid inside of the waistband of my shorts and her eyes lifted to me. One eyebrow cocked as she waited for me to object. I didn't. I just stood there, leaning against the wall for support.
Her hands pulled my shorts and underwear down from my hips, stopping before she uncovered me. Again, giving me a chance to back out of exposing myself to my daughter's best friend -- maybe girlfriend, that wasn't clear to me yet. I brought my hand up to her cheek and leaned forward, closing my lips over her lower lip in a gentle kiss. My forehead pressed to hers as I let her continue.