Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
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I'd been fucked before. I knew what it felt like, I knew what I wanted. After I turned 18 I went out and got it, but it never quite satisfied. Something was missing. The right partner. I decided that for my 19th birthday I would take a little initiative. At breakfast I wore a thin pink tanktop I'd cropped and some lacy black panties.
"Honestly Maddie, do you have to wear that to breakfast?" My mom asked impatiently as she served me food.
"I had a hard night." I replied, putting my legs across dad's lap. He blanched and adjusted to move his erect cock out from under my leg slyly. "Daddy?" I batted my blue eyes at him with a pout.
"She only calls you that when she wants something." My mom said, frowning.
"What's wrong baby?" He asked.
"Can you please drive me to school today?" I asked. He seemed relieved.
"Of course, baby, go get ready." He said. I beamed and kissed him on the forehead before darting up to change. I put on an orange tube top and a jean cutoff skirt. When I got in the car I smirked.
"Thanks for driving me daddy." I purred.
"Of course, baby." He smiled. I ran my hand up my thigh to the hem of my skirt.
"Can I ask one more favor?" I asked.