Chapter 5
“Mmm,” he growled, “that feels nice.”
As my hand moved up and down, my fingers veered lowered and lower.
The rumbling in my father’s chest grew deeper. On one particular caress, my hand reached the top of my father’s boxer briefs and my pinky touched something hard. It was his cock poking up against his underwear; he was aroused! My father shifted his hips away from my hand.
“I'm sorry, sweetheart,” he whispered.
“It's okay, Daddy.” I stroked his stomach again, passing over his navel and letting my hand veer down again to “accidentally” tap against his cock a second time. I shuddered and his hand squeezed my shoulder. “There’s no reason to worry. It happens to everyone.”
“It's just...you're very beautiful and I can’t help it.”
“Really, it’s okay, Daddy. I know just what you mean. I get aroused too.”
We lapsed into silence and I closed my eyes and ran my hand up and down his stomach, stopping my hand just as my fingers made contact with his erection. With each stroke my hand made firmer contact, until my fingers were able to feel the full outline of his head and his thick shaft. My father didn't move, though his breathing was ragged.
Emboldened by his lack of pushback, on my next stroke I moved my hand down to his crotch and wrapped my fingers around his thick shaft. The top of his boxer briefs was wet from precum. I could feel my own juices trickling between my legs. I moaned a little and kissed his chest, gently stroking him up and down.
“What are you doing, sweetheart?” my father breathed softly, not moving to stop me. I turned my face to look up at him.
“I love you, Daddy,” I whispered. “I dream about you a lot. I dream about this a lot.”
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