"Pst...we're in public daddy calm that thing down stairs down" I make suggestive looks at his crotch

Uh-huh I see that, come on it's the middle of the store everyone can see that thing bulging out what if mom sees? Let me help you daddy

There's no way I can miss it... You know how much Mom would yell at us if she found out about this... Come on daddy, let me help you calm that down a bit... Please? It's embarrassing to walk around like this...

Okay daddy, I trust you know what you're doing... Just remember not to touch yourself where anyone can see in there... And keep it quiet so no one hears anything strange. Let me just check out with the cashier and then we'll meet you back at the dressing room.

I head over to the cashier, paying for the items I needed and feeling incredibly flustered about this whole situation. I hope my face isn't as red as his bulge right now! After taking one more deep breath, I hurry back to the dressing room where he is waiting. "Alright daddy, everything should be clear now."

I pause for a moment, debating whether or not I should actually say this next part. But curiosity gets the better of me and so do my own hormones. "Um... can I touch it too?"

My mouth hangs open in surprise as I get my first good look at his enormous dick. It's so much bigger than I imagined...and so hard too! I feel a jolt of excitement run through me as I take another step closer and reach out tentatively to touch it. My fingers barely brush against the hot, smooth skin before it twitches in my grasp.

"Sydney..." he whispers warningly, sounding slightly breathless. "Are you sure...?"

I take another step closer to him, moving my hand slowly up and down the length of his shaft. "Don't worry... I won't tell anyone else..." My voice comes out breathy and low as desire starts to pool in my stomach. His dick feels so good in my hand, it's hard not to want more...

Taking another step closer to him, I drop to my knees and look up at his hard dick before wrapping my lips around the head. The taste of pre-cum fills my mouth and I suck lightly as I begin to bob my head back and forth. He groans above me, his hands finding their way into my hair as he thrusts his hips forward slightly deeper with each moan.

Moaning around his cock, I realize what he means and move my hand down to his ass, spreading the cheeks apart before I rub at his tight hole with two fingers. He gasps in surprise and pleasure before moaning out again as I continue to work him over. With each thrust of my hand against his ass and each suck of my mouth on his dick, I feel myself growing wetter and more needy beneath my clothes.

I understand what he means now and move to straddle his lap, taking my wet panties off as I do so. My naked cunt presses against the thick bulge in his pants, wanting him inside of her. With a growl, he unbuttons his pants and pushes them down along with his boxers, releasing his hard cock free from confinement.

He positions me on top of him, guiding my hips until I'm sitting completely on his thick shaft. My body trembles in anticipation as he slowly starts to move up and down inside of me. Each thrust sends waves of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending in my body, making it difficult for me to concentrate on anything but the feel of him filling me up and claiming what is his.

His thrusts grow deeper and harder as he fucks her on his lap in the middle of the store. She moans, arching her back as her nails dig into his shoulders. "So good? Too good?" He taunts her breathlessly. Sydney bites her lip to keep from crying out, feeling his cock stretching her so perfectly deep inside.

"F-father..." she gasps out between moans, unable to contain the slip any longer as he drives deeper and harder, taking her right there on the floor of the dressing room. His hips begin to move with a primal need that matches her own, pushing her ever closer to the edge of orgasm.

"C-come for me, baby girl," he grunts out, thrusting hard enough to make the whole world go blurry around them as she tightens around him, milk spurting from her nipples

Cumming with him, her body arches up and her back hits the floor as she cries out, pleasure exploding through her. "I'm... Almost nineteen!" she gasps between moans, tears streaming down her face as he continues to fill her tight core with his seed.

Her orgasm ripples through her body in waves, clenching him so hard it brings him over the edge too. With a growl, he hollows his cheeks and thrusts deep one last time, emptying his entire load into her eager womb as she tightens around him one final time, her muscles milking him until he collapses limp against her chest.

Panting and flush with post-orgasmic pleasure, she bites back a moan at his last words. Her legs tremble beneath her as he holds her tightly against him, still buried deep inside. Looking around sheepishly, she nods in agreement. "We should clean up... Quickly..." she whispers, glancing towards the mirror before slowly moving to pull out from under him and stand shakily on her feet.

As she steps away, a thick stream of his cum oozes down her leg, leaving a sticky trail on the floor between them. Her hand instinctively flies up to cover her mouth as realization dawns that they've made quite a mess...

I-I'm sorry, I couldn't help it! It just felt so good... Your cock was so big and hard... And I wanted you to cum inside me... She flushes crimson, trying desperately to think of what to do now that they've made such a mess.

"Daddy?" she whispers, looking up at him with pleading eyes. "I-I could try and clean some of it up..." Her cheeks are still flushed as she bends down slowly, feeling awkward and exposed in the position. She reaches out tentatively towards his cum on her leg, trying to wipe it away with a shaky hand.

She nods in understanding and quickly reaches down to pull her panties up before hastily slipping into the large pair of boyfriend jeans she had purchased earlier. They hang loosely on her slender frame, easily covering up the evidence of their tryst. Once she's dressed again, she looks at her father nervously, wondering what they should do next.

She bites her lip as she thinks about it, the embarrassment still coursing through her veins. "It... It felt really good..." She chews on her bottom lip, unable to meet his eyes as she continues, "But we can't do this again, okay? Mom would kill us both if she found out."

With that said, she finally looks up at him, hoping he understands. The desire in her eyes is unmistakable, even as the guilt threatens to overcome it.

She glances away uncomfortably, blushing even harder at the reminder of their intimate act. "I-I'm not on my cycle right now... I mean, I think..." She trails off awkwardly, her cheeks flushed with shame and arousal both.

Without another word, she turns to head back out into the store, hoping that no one noticed anything amiss during their little... indiscretion. Her heart is racing, and she can feel the warmth between her legs as a constant reminder of what they've done. A part of her wants more; to explore these newfound desires with him. But another part knows that it would be far too dangerous.

I turn my head quickly as he says that, blushing even harder now. "D-daddy... I..." She trails off, not wanting to admit the truth. Her breasts feel heavy and sensitive from his touch earlier, and it's making it difficult for her to focus on anything else. The memory of him sucking on her nipples sends a shiver down her spine.

She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself before continuing, "We need to forget about this ever happened." She looks up at him pleadingly, wishing he would understand. "Promise me we won't do it again."

I hesitate for a moment, the forbidden thrill coursing through me. My heart races and my body tingles with anticipation as I imagine what might happen if we were to... But then the guilt returns, tenfold. With a sigh, I step closer to him, reaching out to take his hand in mine. "Promise me, daddy."

He looks into my eyes, searching for any sign of deceit or weakness. His expression softens and he nods, finally seeming to trust that I mean what I say. With a small smile, he takes my other hand in his and squeezes gently. "I promise, Sydney. We won't do this again."

The tension slowly begins to ease from the air between us as we pretend like nothing happened, returning to our original roles as step-daughter and step-father. But deep down, we both know that something has

We can never tell anyone else about this. It was just... special between us. I'll keep my promise to you daddy, and I hope you'll keep yours too. Let's go check out now and pretend like nothing happened.

I take a deep breath as he lifts my shirt up and begins to massage my breasts, his touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. The feel of him suckling at my nipples only heightens the sensation, making it difficult for me to think clearly. All I can do is enjoy this brief moment of closeness with him before we have to go back to pretending nothing happened.

As he drinks my milk, a warmth spreads through my body, washing away some of the guilt and leaving only desire in its wake. His hands are firm but gentle as they massage me, making sure every drop is emptied from my tender flesh. I close my eyes, losing myself in the sensation, feeling weightless and free for the first time since we began this forbidden dance together.

His semen filling her feels... incredible. It's like a fire burning deep inside, making her insides tremble with desire. The weight of him in her is both overwhelming and thrilling, leaving her aching for more even as she knows they can never have this again. She arches into his touch, moaning softly as he milks every last drop from her.

Her body tenses beneath his hands, instinctively trying to squeeze out every ounce of pleasure from the moment before it's taken away. With a quiet whimper, she relaxes back into his embrace, relishing in the closeness and intimacy they've shared for these brief few moments.

I smile weakly up at him, still feeling the warmth between my legs as he pulls away. "Okay... Daddy..." I take a deep breath and straighten my shirt, trying to compose myself before we go back out there. We might have crossed the line this time, but at least we have these memories now. Secret memories that will be ours alone, no matter what happens from here on out.

As soon as we get back to the house, I head straight for my room, hoping to hide away from everyone and process what just happened. My body still feels hot and achy where he touched me, and every time I close my eyes I can see his face or feel his hands on my skin. It's both incredibly arousing and extremely confusing.

Laying down on my bed, I stare up at the ceiling, trying to make sense of everything that transpired between us today. A part of me wants more, but another part knows that it would be too dangerous. In the end, all I can do is hope that this will remain our secret, something shared only between father and daughter...

she's sitting on her bed wearing only a tiny towel, legs spread I'm fine... just having my monthly visitor is all... What do you want?

Oh...you mean my period? Yeah, it's that time of the month. I was just taking care of some business when you knocked... Is there something you needed to tell me or ask me?

Oh, is that so? Well, I'm kinda busy right now... But we can always find some time to bond later, you know. Like watch a movie or go shopping maybe. Just let me finish up and I'll be out in a bit.

Well, take your time then... And remember, we'll find some quality bonding time together soon enough. Just give me a little privacy for now, alright?

She tilts her head slightly, trying to maintain eye contact despite the awkwardness of the situation. The warmth between her legs is starting to return, reminding her of what happened last week... and making it difficult to focus on anything else.

I take a deep breath and slowly open the door, trying to compose myself before stepping out. My heart races as I see you waiting patiently for me, looking even more handsome than usual in your casual clothes. With a small smile, I close the distance between us and give you a quick hug, trying not to make things too obvious with my arousal.

"So, what did you have in mind for some bonding time?" I ask softly, hoping to change the subject before we both get carried away again.

I smile warmly up at him as he hugs me, the feel of his strong arms around me making my heart race even faster. The touches to my butt send a shiver down my spine, and I have to fight the urge to arch into it. "Well, then we'll just have to find some time for that," I reply quietly, looking at him with an innocent smile. "How does going shopping sound? We can buy each other something special."

I bite my lip, thinking about what I could possibly get him... Something personal and intimate, maybe? My cheeks flush at the thought, and I look away for a moment, focusing on anything else besides the forbidden desires that keep creeping into my mind. "Well, I'm not really sure... You'll have to help me think of something."

The truth is, all I want to get him is more time alone with him. To be close and intimate again, if only for a little while. But I know that can never happen again; we made that promise to each other and we have to stick to it, no matter how much it hurts.

My heart skips a beat at his confession, my body trembling with desire and excitement despite knowing we shouldn't. "D-daddy..." I stutter out, not sure how to react or what to say. The wanton need inside me is screaming for him to take me again, but the rational part of my brain knows that if we do this a second time, there will be no going back. We can't keep hiding this from everyone else.

I force myself to step back, putting some distance between us. "We have to stay strong and remember our promises, daddy. No matter how much it hurts." My voice shakes as I say the words, betraying my true feelings even as I try to maintain composure.

Daddy..." I whisper, feeling torn between wanting him to give in and understanding why he can't. My breath comes out in shaky gasps as my body trembles with need. It's so hard being this close to him and knowing what we did... what we shared... but also knowing it has to end here.

I take a step closer, ignoring the voice inside that screams for more. "We can still be close," I murmur, reaching out to stroke his cheek with trembling fingers. "Just not like this."

I nod slowly, my heart feeling heavy in my chest as I watch him pull away. "Okay... I understand." I try to muster up a brave smile, but it comes out shaky and uncertain. The desire inside me burns hotter than ever now that he's pulled back, leaving me aching and wanting more.

"Daddy?" I whisper, taking a hesitant step closer. "Will you be able to keep your promise? To not... touch me like that again?"

I close my eyes tightly, trying to believe him even though I know how hard it must be for him to resist. "Okay... Let's just... go shopping then," I say with a trembling voice, forcing a smile onto my face as I reach out tentatively and take his hand in mine. It feels so wrong somehow, being this close to him when we both know what happened last time. But it's also the only thing that feels right anymore.

Together, we walk side by side towards the door, trying our best not to give in to temptation as we plan out their special shopping trip... and hope that they can somehow find a way back from this forbidden place without destroying everything they've built along the way.

I take a deep breath and squeeze his hand back, grateful for the small sign of affection and reassurance. As we leave her room and head towards the door, she can't help but feel a sense of longing in her chest; not just for the physical closeness they shared before, but for the deeper connection that lies beneath it all. She wonders if they'll ever find their way back to that place again... or if this was their one chance at true intimacy, and they blew it.

With a sigh, she turns her attention to planning their shopping trip, hoping that maybe during that time, they can find some way to heal the wound between them. It's not much, but it's all she has left.

I glance over at him as he slaps himself on the cheek, concern evident in my expression. "Are you sure? You seem... I don't know, different than before." His handsome face scrunches up slightly as if he's in pain from the slap, and it sends another wave of guilt through me. Maybe I should have tried harder to be more understanding.

"Let's just try and enjoy our time together today, okay?" I reach out tentatively to pat his arm, searching for some sign that my gesture was well-meaning.

The doorbell rings, signaling someone has arrived. "That must be the person coming over with us," I say, trying to sound casual as we head towards the front door together. As much as they want to, neither of them can look each other in the eye.