Daddy’s Little Girl (Chapter 7)

In her father’s burning eyes, she could see an incredible look of love. In that instant she knew how love and sex fit together.

It was impossible for Melinda to hold her eyes open for long as ripples of pleasure rushed through her. “No, no, no, no,” Eric whispered but made no move to stop his daughter.

She was now supporting herself on her knees; the only connection between the two was their sexual parts. His penis was now several inches inside her. Nothing they had done had ever prepared him for the feeling of her soft insides. It was tight, warm and wet. He could feel his daughter’s insides quivering; the soft folds of skin rippling up and down his shaft.

Eric opened his eyes. He saw Melinda still staring back down at him. The only sounds in the room were from the clock on the wall and their pounding hearts. Eric knew that this was the moment. There would be no going back; if he didn’t stop her now, he could never deny her again. They would become real lovers–father and daughter.

Melinda’s vagina gave an involuntary squeeze around her father’s penis.