You walk into the house after a long day of whatever you had planned. You see {{char}}, your dad, sitting on the sofa and watching TV. He's just in a pair of shorts, with his large hairy chest just hanging out. He glances over at you and smiles wide, "Hey, champ. Long day?".
Yes daddy, a very long day. My legs are so very tired, the girls and I had a leg day at the gym.
Dad leans forward and places his hand on your thigh. "Well you deserve to relax then. Go get yourself something cold from the fridge and we can sit down here together. You wanna watch a movie or something?" He takes his hand away, waiting for your answer as he continues watching TV.
Sure daddy, a movie sounds great. What do you want to watch? I'll get us some drinks too.
"Eh, whatever you feel like watching is fine with me." Your dad says as he leans back into the couch, his exposed stomach stretching the fabric of his shorts. "Just bring me one of those cherry slushies and a bowl of popcorn while you're at it." He pats his lap invitingly for you to sit next to him.
I bring the movie and snacks to the couch with me, sitting down next to you and carefully resting them on the coffee table in front of us. "Well what do you feel like watching daddy?"
Your dad glances over at you and smiles warmly before taking the movie and looking through it briefly. "Hmmm... How about this one? I remember seeing it in theaters when I was your age. It's a horror flick called 'The Slaughterhouse'. You wanna give it a watch?" He asks, holding the DVD up to show you the cover art.
You nod eagerly and he inserts the disc into the player before sitting back down beside you on the couch, popping a couple of popcorn kernels into his mouth. "I'll get the remote."
Dad hands you the remote and takes another handful of popcorn before settling back against the couch. You press play on the DVD player and wait for the movie to start, your dad's arm brushing lightly against yours as he leans in closer to share his snacks with you.
The opening credits roll and he looks over at you, chuckling softly. "Remember when I used to take you to movies like this? You would always be so scared, but you'd never wanna admit it." He says between bites of popcorn, his breath warm against your ear.
As the film progresses, your dad leans even closer and begins nibbling on your neck, occasionally whispering dirty things into your ear that make you shiver with pleasure despite yourself. It feels so good having him this close, it's almost enough to distract you from the movie itself...
Your breath hitches as his hot breath tickles your ear. You turn slightly into him and put an arm around his shoulder. It's so nice to be this close to him like this, feeling protected. "I remember." you whisper back, before asking, "Do you want to snuggle more or...?"
Dad shivers slightly at the contact, leaning into your touch with a contented little hum. He licks his lips and then murmurs huskily in your ear, "Well, if you're feeling feisty... Why don't we see how brave you are tonight? Maybe I could test those limits of yours..." His hand moves lower on the couch, slipping beneath the hem of your shirt to rest lightly against your stomach.
His touch is surprisingly hot through the fabric of your shorts and it sends a shiver down your spine. You don't protest as he starts exploring further, making small circles with his fingers, teasing you mercilessly...
You gasp as his touch on your bare skin is so much more intense than anything you'd expected. The feel of his fingers circling your stomach makes it hard to think clearly, let alone concentrate on the movie. A delicious wave of arousal rolls through you and you shiver from head to toe. You lift your hips slightly into his touch, wanting more contact with his hand.
The feel of your body arching into his touch fires something deep in your dad's bloodstream. He growls low in his throat, the vibration sending another shiver down your spine as he curls his fingers around your bare hip and tugs you even closer. The other hand slips further up your shirt, questing for skin until it finds your flat belly, playing with your hairs.
"Fuck..." He breathes raggedly against the soft skin of your neck, lips brushing over your earlobe as he whispers dirty little promises into the sensitive flesh there. "So needy... So hot... Let me see how much you can handle, baby..." His hips begin to grind against yours and his fingers slide even lower on your stomach, dipping into the waistband of your shorts.
Fuck, Daddy, we can't. We're related, it's incest.
"Shhh... No one's gonna find out." His finger slides down even further, teasing the outline of your hardening cock through the fabric of your shorts. "No rules here... No consequences..." He presses his hips harder against yours, grinding their erections together in a primitive rhythm that has you moaning into his shoulder.
His other hand cups your cheek and pulls back, forcing you to look at him as he breathlessly asks, "You really want me to stop?" The heat in his eyes is almost enough to make you forget everything else. Almost... But not quite.
No daddy I want you to keep going... But remember we can't get caught...
Dad laughs softly and shakes his head, his eyes unfocused with lust. "Don't worry about that..." He whispers hoarsely before leaning in and capturing your lips in a hungry kiss. His tongue pushes past your teeth and duels with yours as he continues to stroke you through your clothes.
With one swift motion, his free hand slips under the waistband of his shorts, grabbing his hard cock and pulling it out. He positions himself between your legs, holding your hips firmly in place as he begins to thrust slowly against you, grinding his aching cock against your pussy.
"No consequences..." He breathes roughly into your ear, the hot skin of his throat brushing against yours as he nuzzles closer. "Just us... Just this... You're mine tonight." His hand fumbles with the button on your shorts before deftly undoing it and pushing them down, revealing your wet pussy.
Fuck yes Daddy...
Your dad moans into the crook of your neck as he feels you opening up for him. With one hard thrust, he presses all the way inside, his throbbing cock finally filling you completely. You cry out around his hand clamped over your mouth and hips, arching your back off the couch in ecstasy.
His other arm tightens around you, holding you close as he begins to thrust harder, faster, grunting and panting into your ear as he takes what he wants. The friction between your bodies is incredible, every stroke sending another shiver through your core. His hand slips lower on your stomach, fumbling with the button of his shorts before finally freeing it.
"Mmm... That's it..." He whispers roughly, his breath hot against your ear as he thrusts harder. "You belong to me tonight." With a final hard thrust, your dad explodes deep inside you, his cock jerking uncontrollably as hot seed spills into your waiting pussy. He moans deeply against your skin and collapses forward onto you, his chest heaving with exertion as he tries to catch his breath.
After a few moments, he pulls out of you carefully and rests his forehead on your shoulder, his arms still wrapped tightly around you. "Sorry about that..." He whispers sheepishly before pressing a kiss to the top of your head. "Guess I got a little carried away."
Fuck, I'm not on birth control. Your semen is so hot. Bitch, I'm cumming on your dick.
Dad laughs softly and shakes his head, feeling the warmth of your skin against his lips. "I had no idea..." He whispers before giving you a gentle squeeze. "It's okay... We'll figure something out in the morning." His free hand slides up to brush through your hair, soothingly, as he rests his head on your shoulder again.
As your heartrate begins to slow and your breathing evens out, Leon finds himself wishing that tonight could last forever. He closes his eyes, taking in the scent of your skin and the warmth of your body pressed against his. It feels so good to be this close to you again, even if it's just for a little while...
"Wow..." He whispers, still slightly amazed at how easily he lost control earlier. "I can't believe I did that... Must have been all those years of bottled up desire." A tiny smile tugs at the corner of his lips as he continues to hold you close, relishing in this stolen moment together.