Satisfaction
God help me I feel like such a pervert. I'm laying in bed and it's midnight. My girlfriend is away on a business trip and her 19-year-old daughter is in the next room. Her bedroom shares a wall with mine. I can tell she's awake because I can hear her bed creaking, I can hear her moans of pleasure. I can tell she's masturbating and it's driving me crazy. My cock is so hard right now but... I don't want to stroke it. I don't want to even touch it. I don't want to be the horrible boyfriend, the one that has sex with his girlfriend's daughter. I can't! I really like Gabrielle and I'd really like to marry her.
I started dating Gabrielle just 2 short years ago and they moved in with me, into my 3 bedroom, bath-and-a-half, a year later because it was close to the university. My girlfriend is divorced, for 5 years now. She tells me that her ex left her for this young secretary at his work. He claimed that Gabrielle just didn't have sex with him enough.
I mean, we started out having sex regularly, but then life got in the way. Now it's down to just a couple days a month. I haven't complained at all, but Gabrielle has brought it up a few times, apologizing. It's just that her work is so demanding... and she gets too tired... and...
And young, beautiful Emmanuelle is always there. I mean, it seems like she's always around.
And...
It's so difficult. I'm so hard right now and she's making it more difficult each and every day. She openly flirts we me every single day when her mother isn't around. She wears those tight cotton shorts and low cut shirts with no bra. Sometimes I can even see her camel-toe. And her pointed nipples are readily apparent. At first I tried to mention it to her, but she only joked about it, pinching them right in front of me, teasingly, and laughing at my shy response. She said her breasts weren't big enough for a bra. Then she pulled up her shirt to show me... I couldn't look away fast enough as she giggled and teased me.
Every day when she gets home from her college classes, she gives me a big hug. It used to be cute, but now she's pressing harder into me, into a full blown body hug, pressing her pussy into my groin. I'm sure she feels my hardness. She moves against it, making it harder even, before I have to push her away.
I've been able to fight off these feelings for a long time, but it's getting more and more difficult. And she's only making it worse.
Recently she's begun leaving her door cracked open at night. Her mom works very late sometimes and as I go to bed I can hear her whispering things.. bad things... things a daughter should never say... things like "fuck me daddy" and "cum inside me daddy." It's made me do bad things... it's made me go to the door and look inside. God help me, I couldn't stop myself! My body just took me there. And I watched. I watched that little girl... who's not so little any more... lying back on her bed, her legs spread wide. She'd found a vibrator somewhere, maybe her mother's, and was teasing her pussy with it. She was moaning softly, the buzzing teasing her clit so well.
"Oh daddy, stop teasing me," she hissed, obviously close to her orgasm. "Just fuck me!" But before she could push it into herself, she was arching her hips up in orgasm, her groans so loud. It was the most erotic thing I'd ever seen.
She caught me once and I was frozen in place. I watched her stand, naked, and walk to the door with a quirky, knowing smile on her face. I couldn't move away, I couldn't speak a word. I just watched her come to the door, sucking on her finger, then slowly close the door, giggling. As soon as it was closed, the spell was broken and I fled to my bed, embarrassed, but very excited. I came so hard thinking about what I'd seen. I came hard thinking about that baby girl.
I think about doing it again tonight, about getting up and watching her through her partially open door. But I have to resist. I have to. I close my eyes, hoping I can just fall asleep and not think about this any more. And then some time later, I awaken and feel the bed move as a person gets on it. I open my eyes, thinking I must be going crazy, but there she is. She's completely naked and kneeling beside me on the bed, looking down at me... looking down at the very pronounced bulge in my boxers.
"It's ok, daddy, go ahead, slide your hand into your shorts," she whispered. I think maybe it's a dream, some fantasy playing out it my sleepy mind. My hand moves of it's own accord, sliding in the waist band of my boxers and gripping my shaft. Oh how good that feels! "Close your eyes as you touch your penis very lightly. Imagine it's my hand, daddy. Your little girl." I slide my hand up and down my shaft, hidden behind the thin material. "Can you do that, daddy? Can you imagine my hand stroking your big, hard dick?"
Unfortunately I could imagine it. I'd imagined it many, many times already. My mouth felt dry and I licked my lips. I watched helplessly as my little girl grabbed the waistband of my boxers and began pulling them down.
"I wanna see it, daddy," she whispered as she pulled them off my legs and tossed them aside. To my shame, I even had to help her by lifting my hips up and bending my knees. My cock was in it's full glory now, as big and as hard as it's ever been and my hand was stroking it. "Oh my god, it's so big, daddy!" Her whispered gasp, her joyous exclamation excited me. She wanted this... badly.
Then she grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand off, replacing it with her own, while seductively biting her lip. "You don't have to imagine, daddy. Let me stroke your big daddy dick for you." She opened a bottle of lube, which she must have already got from my night stand, and put a glob on her hand. "There, my hand is covered in lube so it will glide so smoothly up and down and up and down your big, fat, bulging cock. Mmhmmm...daddy. You're so hard already!"
I definitely was. And watching her hand slide up and down, watching her face as she looked at it with such lust, was making it harder.
"I like your big hard cock, daddy. Did listening to me masturbate do this to you?"
"Yeah baby," I said before I could even think. "It got me very excited. But we can't..."
"Do you like when I touch myself and moan for you?" she asked, interrupting me. "You know I fantasize about you..."
What was I going to say? "Yes," I whispered.
"I think about you all the time when my finger is inside my warm, wet pussy, daddy. I think about how I'm still a virgin and what it would be like to have you pull my knees apart and spread my legs." She sat up on her knees and pushed her hips forward to emphasize her little cunny. "Do you like the way I look down there, daddy?"
She had wisps of brown hair above her very pretty pussy, shaved very short in a small triangle. Her labia were shaved bare. Her inner labia barely protruded beyond her outer labia, but she looked swollen and excited. And God help me, delectable.
I nodded, barely able to speak, but I'm sure the look on my face told her everything I was thinking.
