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After being seduced by his daughter Katie, Dale is trying to control his lustful urges...but Katie just can't get enough of her daddy! She calls him at work, sends him lingerie in the mail, and then, while Dale is away on a business trip, she shows up at his hotel bar wearing nothing but a skin-tight cocktail dress. How long can Dale hold out before once again giving in to his forbidden desire?

Father  Daughter Incest Erotica

Title:  Daddy's Forbidden Desire

Series:  Volume No.2

Author: Veronica Sloan

Author's Page:  Other Titles

Publisher:  Lots Cave

Language: English

Length:  11,211 Words

ISBN:  LC1100141

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Veronica Sloan’s entire ‘Daddy’s Forbidden Desire’ series of shorts:

Volume 1            Volume 2            Volume 3            Volume 4           Volume 5

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"You're on the fourth floor, aren't you?" Katie said.

"Yes," said Dale. He felt like he had fallen into a familiar dream several miles below sea level. His heart was beating fast.

Katie suddenly seemed much shyer than in the bar. Maybe it was because she was alone with her father for the first time. Dale stared down at her. The sterile stairway lights could do nothing to spoil the youthful glow that emanated from her body.

Katie saw the way his eyes traced over her, but saw too where they stopped, which was where men's eyes never stopped, on her eyes. She smiled at him slowly.

"Take me upstairs."

He didn't answer. He just followed her.

Katie led him up the white stairwell. The walls were painted in thick layers of white paint that contrasted sharply with the dim, blackish railings. She took him up and took the stairs in her heels. The whole time she felt his eyes on her and she led him, flight after flight, to the top. As she reached for the door she suddenly felt his body rush against hers and she turned in time to throw her arms up and let him crush her against the door.

She opened her mouth and his tongue melted over her own. His strong fingers dug into the flesh of her thigh as he pushed her up the wall. Her thighs opened. She felt his hard, clothed member against her naked pussy. Her hand went limp and dropped her purse over his shoulder. It made a plastic smack on the concrete. He broke the kiss when a dribble of spittle slipped down to her chin and touched his.

"Katie, this—"

She bit his cheek angrily and he recoiled. He stared into her eyes, which burned. She set her chin defiantly. "Pick up my purse."

He let her slide down his body for a long time. Somehow she settled back to earth, first one heel touching the concrete, then the other. She watched her father bend down and pick up the purse. When he handed it to her she opened the door to let them onto the fourth floor corridor. She knew which one was his from his email. So they continued down the hallway like any normal people would until they got to room 432.

Katie turned around and held out her hand for the door key.

It was in his pocket, but he wasn't sure if he should give it to her.

"Are you mad?" she said.

His blood was boiling. Everywhere. He saw Katie in multiple dimensions: as a woman, as a gorgeous young woman, as his daughter, as his...

He couldn't stop now.

He pressed her against his door, right there in the corridor, and reached under her shimmering dress. "Ah!" Katie started. She felt her father's fingers push inside of her. Reacting, she kicked her left knee up. Her father rolled the hem of her dress up higher and higher until everything below her waist was bared to the entire hallway. "D-daddy—" she stuttered. His big palm was working his middle and ring fingers up into her juicy slit. All the while he manhandled her. His left hand was shamelessly squeezing her tit through her dress. It made her feel dirty.

eBook TAGS    Father Daughter Incest, Daughter Anal, Father Daughter Sex, Daughter Seduces Dad, Daddy Daughter Sex


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