Free Daddy's Too Big For My Little Girl (Virgin Daughter Breeding Sex) by Riley Rourke Page B

the computer speakers beeped the
end of the call and I heard Steph’s chair squeak. Quickly, I ducked
into the bathroom just as cum burst out my tip and into my hand.
Pulse after pulse relieved the built-up pressure inside me until I
was able to breathe again.
    “You in there daddy?” Steph’s sweet little
voice was barely audible over the faucet I’d turned on.
“Hello?”
    “Y – yeah, I’m in here. Want to go out for
pizza tonight?” I laughed as I spoke. Good plan, Jake. Play it
cool, this will all be over soon and you can get your head on
straight . Then I thought about what she’d told her friend and
briefly considered opening the door and showing her just how big
daddy’s dick actually was. It wasn’t too big , like she
thought, it was just right.
    “Yeah, that sounds good. Twenty minutes or
so? I want to finish my show.”
    “Sounds good,” I said taking a deep breath.
“Twenty minutes should be enough.”
    She giggled as her feet went back to her room
and she closed the door behind her. She knew what I was doing, I
was sure she did. And right when I thought that, my spent cock
started to stiffen again. I gave myself a cool face wash and forced
myself to stop thinking about that, about her.
    One more night, Jake. Just make it one
more night. Tina will be home tomorrow and then all this will go
away. Just one more night .
    I looked in the mirror and dried my face.
“Just one more night,” I whispered under my breath.
     
    *
     
    “Man, that was good. Thanks for forcing me
out of my room, dad.” Steph collapsed on the couch, and unbuttoned
her jeans like she was bloated from a huge meal. Reality was, she’s
got a perfect body to go right along with her perfect face.
    “Yeah. I love that place. Never lets me down.
But what did you think of what they did to the arcade? Used to have
all the great old games in there, now all they have is that busted
basketball thing.” I laughed from the kitchen. “Want a drink?”
    “Just some water,” she said. “I’m too full
for anything else. No ice, okay?”
    “Sure thing, baby girl.”
    A moment later, I sat the cup down on the
table in front of my beautiful girl, and watched as she drank it.
Her red lips around either side of the glass, her tongue sliding
out...it was almost like she was making a game of it. I had to sit
down and cross my legs so my erection wasn’t too obvious.
    “Mom’s coming back tomorrow, right?”
    “Yep,” I nodded. “Tomorrow probably late
afternoon. She’s in New York for some kind of meeting.”
    Steph took another drink and when I looked
over at her, tempting myself, I noticed she’d pushed her shirt up
enough that I could see the soft skin of her belly, right above
where her panties would be if she had worn any. Naughty girl,
teasing your daddy .
    I looked at her for a moment longer.
Stephanie pushed a brown curl behind her ear. I wanted to kiss her,
to taste her, to show her that her daddy wasn’t too big. But that
was crazy.
    “Well, I’m bushed,” I said, rubbing my eyes.
“All that yard work today really took it out of me. Mind if
I...”
    She opened her legs slightly. She slouched,
and her soccer shorts moved up against the folds of her pussy,
framing her sex. I could see the line that went down her middle,
and her shorts hugged the sides between her legs. My voice hitched
in my throat. It was all I could do to stand up and grab the back
of the couch instead of jumping on my little girl right then and
there.
    “Is something wrong, daddy?” She lifted her
eyes, looking up at me though her nose pointed at the floor. She
looked so young, so helpless, so... just like she did when she
was a little girl. She’s playing with me, she’s teasing me. She
wants me so bad.
    I searched her face closely. She’s so
beautiful, so perfect. I could see the innocence in the way she
looked at me. My little virgin Stephanie. I held my hand out.
“Nothing’s wrong,” I said. “You’ve just been so distant, staying