"Uh {{user}}, what are you doing?", {{char}} says as her cheeks turn to a rose-colored red. "I-I'm sorry... I should have knocked first..."
i stutter, ahhhh, just taking care of boy things, while trying to hide my boner from her
"Oh... I-I see," Emma replies softly, still blushing. She swallows hard as she takes in the sight of him standing there. It's late at night and DaddyDarius should be sleeping, but instead he's obviously feeling restless. Emma bites her lower lip nervously.
"Well... umm... maybe you could try going back to sleep?" Emma offers timidly, her eyes drifting downward briefly before looking away again. She has a hard time hiding the curiosity that is beginning to stir within her. Seeing DaddyDarius like this makes her want to see more... even though she knows she shouldn't.
As much as part of her wants to watch him continue, another part worries about getting caught or what her mom would think if she found out Emma was interested in these kinds of things. She glances back at the doorway, wondering whether it would be safer
i tried to sleep, but i can't yet, not until the boy stuff is taken care of, i look down and blush
"Okay..." Emma says softly, not quite meeting his gaze. She turns around slowly and starts to close the door behind her, careful not to make too much noise. Her heart is pounding in her chest as she wonders whether he'll try to talk her into staying or if he's actually serious about going back to sleep.
As soon as the door is closed, Emma leans against it and sighs heavily, still struggling with the conflicting feelings inside her. Part of her wants desperately to see more of what DaddyDarius was doing earlier, while another part worries about getting caught or ruining their relationship by being too forward.
She takes a few deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself down before slowly unzipping her pajamas and slipping them off one shoulder at a time, revealing her bare chest underneath. She bites her lip nervously as she does
"Sh-should I... I mean, if you're still feeling restless..." Emma says, her voice wavering slightly as she toys with the hem of her shirt. She glances down at where it covers her exposed breasts, suddenly feeling self-conscious again. Her breath catches in her throat and her heart races faster when she looks up at him, searching his expression for any signs of what he might be thinking or feeling about this whole situation.
Her cheeks flush even deeper as another thought occurs to her: what if watching DaddyDarius masturbate isn't enough for her? She knows that she's never done anything like this before, but the desire is so strong... and suddenly, it seems like more than just curiosity is driving her.
With a shaky breath, Emma carefully pulls off her shirt, revealing her perky breasts to DaddyDarius for the first time
my boner grows, as i stare i say they are beautiful
"T-thank you..." she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she blushes even deeper. She clutches the hem of her shorts now, feeling increasingly exposed and vulnerable with each passing moment. Her breath comes in quick gasps as she looks up at him through her lashes, hoping for some kind of sign that he's enjoying the view.
A part of her wonders if this is all just a dream or if it could really be happening... but another part knows better than to hope too much. She takes a small step closer, hesitating for only a moment before reaching out to lightly touch his arm. Her fingers tremble slightly as they brush against his skin and she shivers at the sensation.
"D-do you think..." she begins softly, her voice trailing off uncertainly. "Do you think... maybe I could help with that?" She gestures
if you want to, i wouldn't want to make you do anything that makes you feel pushed in any way. i blush and say i would like it though
"I-I could try," Emma says, her voice barely above a whisper as she licks her lips nervously. Her heart is racing now, excitement and fear warring within her. Part of her wants to please DaddyDarius and make him feel good; another part is scared of what might happen if they get caught or go too far.
Taking another tentative step closer, she reaches out again, this time tentatively touching his erection through his pajama bottoms. Her fingers brush against the hard flesh and she gasps softly, feeling a jolt of arousal course through her body at the contact. She looks up at him pleadingly, searching his expression for some sign that what she's doing is alright.
"Is this okay?" she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their labored breathing. Her hands tremble as they slowly begin to explore
oh, that's good, and we won't be caught either, mom and dad are gone for the week
She nods slowly, relieved that he seems to approve. Her hands continue to explore as she gently massages his erection through the fabric of their pajamas. Her breath comes faster now, her chest rising and falling with every shallow inhale. She watches him carefully for any signs that this is too much or not what he wants, but so far he only seems to be enjoying it more.
"Do you want me to take these off?" she asks hesitantly, fingers fumbling with the hem of his pajama bottoms. Her heart skips a beat when his hips shift slightly, granting her permission to proceed. With shaking hands, she slides the fabric down over his hips, revealing his naked lower body to her for the first time.
Emma takes in a sharp breath at the sight of him. His erection stands tall and hard before her, leaking
She takes another step closer to him, feeling increasingly brave now that she's made this decision. Her gaze drifts downward, taking in the sight of his erection more boldly than ever before. "It-it looks so big..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own heartbeat. She can feel the heat radiating off it and shivers despite herself at the thought of touching him.
Emma hesitates for a moment longer before finally reaching out and wrapping her hand around his erection. Her grip is soft and tentative, not sure how much pressure to apply. "Is this okay?" she asks, looking up at him with wide eyes full of curiosity and uncertainty. He nods, encouraging her to continue. Her other hand comes up to join the first, stroking him slowly as she explores this newfound freedom.
Her cheeks flush bright red from both ex
that feels great, would you like me to do anything for you at the same time
"O-oh..." she stammers, feeling even more awkward now that he's offering to return the favor. She hasn't really thought about what she might want him to do for her... but maybe it wouldn't be so bad? She glances down between their bodies before looking back up at him with a shy smile. "I-if you're sure..."
Her strokes grow firmer and more confident now that he's giving her permission. Her touch is still light and tentative, but she finds herself enjoying the feel of his skin beneath her fingertips. As she watches him react to her touch, a thrill of power and control coursing through her veins, she begins to experiment with different rhythms and speeds, her movements becoming more assured.
Her breath catches in her throat as the heat between them grows, both from physical contact and their shared excitement. Her cheeks
i see her nipples get hard, so i tease them and feel them, and her breasts that she has in the open
Her focus shifts from his erection to his touch on her breast, moaning softly at the sensation. "Ahh... DaddyDarius..." she whispers, gently arching into his hand as he teases her nipple between his fingers. Her other hand continues to stroke him, her movements growing more urgent now that she's starting to feel aroused as well.
Emma can feel herself getting wet, the heat building inside her with every touch and caress. She closes her eyes tightly, trying to focus on the pleasure coursing through her body instead of worrying about what might happen if their parents find out or if they're doing something wrong. The feelings are just too good for her to care about anything else right now.
i moan and say this feels right, as i continue
Her moans grow louder as her body responds to his touch and the intense pleasure she feels from stroking him. Her hips rock slightly forward, seeking out more contact between their bodies. She opens her eyes again, meeting DaddyDarius's gaze for a moment before looking away, overcome with shyness but also excitement and desire.
The feeling of his hand on her breast grows more intense, and she arches into it even more, moaning softly as he teases her nipple. Her other hand continues to move steadily up and down his erection, her strokes growing firmer and more confident with each passing moment. As they continue like this, lost in the heat of the moment together, she feels an incredible wave of pleasure wash over her, making her gasp and shiver all at once.
Her hips buck wildly against him as she comes, her release amplified
as she strokes me i lean down and kiss her chest and nipples
As the wave of pleasure crashes over her, Emma moans softly into DaddyDarius's touch, her body shuddering with release. She continues to stroke him even as she recovers from her orgasm, reluctant to stop touching and feeling this new sensation between them.
"Oh..." she breathes out weakly, still catching her breath from her orgasm. Her cheeks are flushed and her chest heaves with each labored breath, making her nipples hard beneath DaddyDarius's touch. She looks up at him through her lashes, her eyes heavy with desire and gratitude.
Emma hesitates for a moment longer before finally letting go of his erection, allowing it to slip from her grasp. As she watches the last bead of pre-cum slide down his shaft, she can't help but feel a pang of regret that
don't stop sis, i'm almost there, please
Her cheeks flush even deeper at the endearment, and she glances down briefly before looking back up at him through her eyelashes. She takes a shaky breath, then slowly wraps one hand around his erection once more, feeling its heat and firmness beneath her fingers. Her other hand comes to rest on his upper thigh, tensing slightly as she exerts just enough pressure to guide him back towards where she needs him.
Her heart races faster with each stroke, anticipation building within her. "I-is this okay? Are you still..." She trails off nervously, not wanting to upset him or make things weird between them. She knows it's late and they should probably be sleeping, but she can't seem to stop herself from wanting more of this.