by Shelly Pasia
Daddy Keeps Me Warm: 4 Daddy Daughter Sexy Stories Collection
By Shelly Pasia
Copyright@2016 by Shelly Pasia
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This Erotic Short Stories Collection is loaded with, hot, graphic sex! It is intended only for adults over the age of 18 and all characters are represented as 18 or over.
Lonely Night: Daddy Erotica
It was a lonely night for Hannah. She lay in bed and cuddled with her teddy bear as she looked at the night clear sky through her window. A distant owl hoot made her get to her feet and she stood by the window and looked out for the familiar signal. He noticed the familiar shadow of her ex-boyfriend roaming in her backyard and let out a silly smile.
“What do you want Jayden?” she called out in a loud whisper.
Jayden smiled back at her cheekily as he moved closer to the window. His bright round eyes made him look like a night owl.
“You know what I want,” he said and held up a six pack of beer. “Night cap, just like old times?”
“Sure,” she answered and walked over to the kitchen to let her old fling into the house. She was home alone that day; everyone was either out partying or working. A quick glance at the wall clock in the living room assured her of Jayden leaving for home at a decent hour. She opened the kitchen door and let him in after giving him a warm hug.
“Hello stranger,” she said.
“It’s been a while,” he answered as they both walked over to her room. “The house is quiet, you home alone?”
“Yes, but don’t get any ideas.”
They got to her room and Hannah shut the door behind her. She didn’t see any reason to lock it since she wasn’t expecting anyone to come home early that day. They sat opposite each other on the soft carpet that was in the centre of her bedroom as they looked at the clear night sky.
“So? Jayden? What have you been up to?” she asked after sipping on one of the beer bottles from his six pack. “It’s been a while.”
“I know,” he answered. “I got married, divorced but have two adorable kids.”
“It has been a while.”
“What about you? Did you ever get married?”
“No,” Hannah answered and took another sip from her beer bottle. “I have been focused on my career, perhaps too focused.”
She crossed one leg over the other in an attempt to get comfortable but was afraid of coming off as seductive to Jayden. He, in turn, feasted his eyes on her luscious thighs as he loved how her long legs looked in the yellow boy shorts she had chosen to wear that day.
“Would you ever want to get married? Or perhaps be in a relationship?”
“I am married to my work Jayden,” she answered. “I don’t think that is a road I would like to travel on.”
“But I am sure you get dick every once in a while?”
“Of course.”
“And since you are in town for the next two days,” Jayden went on with a naughty look on her face. “I don’t think you will mind if we reminisce the past.”
Hannah let out a loud roaring laughter at his suggestion and went on to sip from her bottle. She wasn’t shocked at Jayden for suggestion a reminiscing romp; he had always been a player. Someone else was on her mind and he was the reason she had decided to spend a few days home for, not her old boyfriend. She looked at the beard he now had on and the small pot belly that was bulging from his tee-shirt and marveled at how much he had changed.
“You have poor timing my friend,” she let out before sipping on her beer again. “It’s that time of the month for me.”
“That has never been a challenge for me,” he answered.
Hannah crossed her legs once more over the other, but this time intended to be seductive. She then moved closer to him and placed a long kiss on his lips before leaning closer to his right ear.
“Not today love.” she answered.
They spent the next few hours sipping on more beer as they talked about the past and where everyone they had studied with currently was. They were so engrossed in their conversation that they did not hear the footsteps that echoed the hallway and stopped right outside her bedroom door.
“Hello Mr. Williams.” Jayden was the first to note Hannah’s stepdad standing in the doorway.
“Hello Jayden, it’s good to see you.”
“Hi Dad,” Hannah let out. “I didn’t expect you till much later.”
“Had to close shop early, it’s not every day my girl spends a few days home,” he answered. A light banter ensued between the three before Mr. Williams walked over to his room.
“I better get going,” Jayden said and got to his feet. “Will look for you whenever I drive up south.”
“Ok, looking forward to it,” she answered before giving him a tight hug and escorting him to the kitchen door. She thought of how crazy she used to be over him back in the day and giggled. Time had flown by since then and so had he, the love letters they used to write to each other were still quiet vivid in her head.
“Thank you for stopping by Jayden, don’t be a stranger,” were the last words she gave him before he walked away into the dark of the night.
Feeling perched over the long conversations he had shared with her all time friend, Hannah walked back to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of wine. She sipped from it and sat on the kitchen counter thinking about her childhood.
“Is he gone?” Morris Williams, her stepfather asked as he too walked over to the kitchen cabinet and poured himself a glass of wine as well.
“Yep.”
“I never did like that boy.”
“I know,” she answered. “You never liked any boy I brought home.”
“That was me being protective.”
“Protective? Or jealous?”
The question had its own weight and she glanced back at him wondering if he would grace it with an answer. He sipped from his wine with one hand buried in his pocket; Hannah had never seen him look that handsome before.
“A little bit of both.”
He moved closer to her and downed the contents of his drink before placing a kiss on her thin lips. Hannah reciprocated it by placing both hands on his neck and kissing him back. His rough beard poked her chin but she didn’t mind. She had missed his manly scent and went on to kiss him some more before looking straight into his eyes.
“I have missed you.”
“I can tell.”
They kissed some more before Morris stuck his hand under her blouse and rubbed her nipples before unclipping her bra. His touch felt electric to her and this urged her to take his tea shirt off. Her hands landed on the snow white masculine hair on his chest before kissing him again and stroking his back. He took off her tea shirt as well and relived her bouncy tits for him to suckle on. Hannah then combed through his hair and urged him to keep kissing and nibbling on her nipples the more. No one ever made her as excited as Morris did, despite their age difference. They had been having their love affair for the longest time under everyone’s nose in the house, her own mother inclusive.
“How much did you miss me my dear?” he asked this and directed his hand to her crotch where he s
lid his finger into her boy shorts and started playing with her clit.
“A lot Daddy,” she answered with a seductive emphasis on the word “daddy.”
He let out a wide smile at the mention of this and inserted two fingers into her pussy before giving her a gentle kiss on her lips again. He had always been gentle with her, a thing most men she slept with never were. Her hands ran through his hair as she let out a loud moan from the feel of his touch.
He took off her shorts and panties and went on to lick her clit and drank her juices while at it. The kitchen was filled with her satisfied moans and this was music to his ears. He stepped back and watched her body squirm with pleasure. She looked tormented and was thirsty for cock and this gave him an unspoken kind of joy.
“I want you Daddy,” he let out and stretched forth her hand to him.
He walked over to her and held her chin up roughly before kissing her again; he directed the top of his dick to her entrance and rubbed it on her clit before sliding into her.
“Oooh! That feels so damn good,” she let out.
He, in turn, pulled out of her almost immediately and loved how she cringed and called out for it. This was a game he liked playing with her, teasing her and making her beg for it made him insanely hard.
“Fuck me Daddy! Please,” she called out and pleaded with him. A wicked grin formed on his lips as he moved closer to her and slid into her again but this time did not tease her. He held back her hair and kissed her passionately again before moving into her slowly and steadily. Her pussy made a wish wash kind of sound from the flowing juices that had come as a result of her horny.
“You are so wet my dear,” he pointed out as he kept on moving in her.
“Only for you, daddy.”
She answered with a sing song voice as she shut her eyes and enjoyed the much-coveted dick. Her hips moved to the rhythm as he went on to fuck her and played with her nipples.
“I am Cumming,” she announced as he kept moving in her.
“Hold it doll.”
The instruction was tormenting and he pulled out of her immediately before looking at her in the eye. She tried hiding her orgasm but the torture was too much, her hand immediately landed on her clit and she started playing with herself. Her waist cringed and the orgasm crippled her without warning. Her body shuddered in turn and she leaned into the amazing feeling that came with it.
“That’s a good girl,” he pointed out before taking her off the kitchen counter and making her lie on the kitchen floor. The cold marble bit into her skin but she didn’t mind. Morris made her lie on her side before sliding into her pussy from behind her. She instantly became wet again as he went on to thrust into her. Harder and faster this time as he too wanted to get to his climax. Morris was the only man she knew who did not come very fast every time they made love. He would always let her get to her climax before moving in for his own selfish goal.
His grip tightened around her waist and he pulled a fistful of her hair back as he went on to thrust into her and finally got to his climax. They lay in the same position for a little longer but eventually had to get on their feet because of the cold marble.
“You were great, as always,” Hannah let out before placing a kiss on his lips.
He kissed her back and ran his hand over her booty before spanking her playfully. They hugged each other and kissed some more before Morris broke free from her embrace.
“Your mother will be home anytime now,” he let out. “We need to get to bed.”
She nodded and picked up her clothes from the floor, this was the part she hated most. Being tight lipped about their secret was torturous but she knew she had to. They walked hand in hand to her room upstairs.
“Good night my dear,” he said and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.
“Good night,” she answered and watched him walk to his own room. He had aged well over the years and his sex game was still on point, something that always impressed her.
The End
Midnight Intruder: Daddy Erotica
He looked out of his window and noticed the noise had died down from across the street. The cops must have gotten to the house after his call and killed the party, just as he wanted. He had a big day coming up and needed a good night’s rest. It was not so easy sleeping in a lonely bed; he hugged the pillow to his chest and caught the whiff of his wife’s scent. She had gone away on business for the weekend and he missed her so much. He snuggled underneath the covers trying to keep warm but a noise distracted him and caught him off guard. He sat up and listened to it again and could hear it coming from the kitchen.
“Are we being robbed?” he asked himself as he drew in a deep breath and threw back the covers. He got on his feet and walked over to the kitchen with calculated steps as he listened keenly for the disturbance. A giggle sounded through the air and he stilled his heart when he recognized it. He was just about to go back to bed but a second voice made him change his mind.
“Let’s go up to my room.”
“Are you sure?” came the reply.
He did not know who was creeping into his house with his stepdaughter, but was sure as hell going to find out.
“No, I am not,” she answered. “Why don’t we get it on from right here.”
His next instinct was to walk in on them and show them his wrath, but an evil voice advised him to keep his cool and see where it would all lead. He stood at the kitchens entrance but was well hidden in the shadows and looked at what his stepdaughter was up to. He watched as her male companion lifted her by her waist and placed her on the kitchen counter. He then went on to fish for her panties underneath the very short leather skirt she had on and kissed her perky lips.
Arnold did not know why he did not barge from the shadows, everything about his peeping Tom actions screamed inappropriate, but he still stood his ground. He watched as his hands squeezed his stepdaughter’s C- cup breast and loved how she moaned from his touch. He waited for the young man to thrust into her before walking out of his hiding place and switching on the lights.
“What the hell is going on in here?” he asked in a stern voice that rattled the tipsy horny couple.
Ella was the first one to get embarrassed; she covered her bosom almost immediately with her hands and went on to place a hand over her mouth in shock.
“Oh my God Arnold, I thought you were asleep,” she apologized.
“So that means you sneak in men in my house when you know I am sound asleep.”
“No, that is not what I meant,” she tried to explain.
He didn’t bother to hear any of it and turned his attention to the young man who was fondling with his zipper and had his eyes on the floor.
“What the hell are you still doing here young man?” he barked in his direction.
“Where do you want him to go?”
“Doesn’t he have a house?”
“It’s late in the night,” Ella protested in a worried tone. “And he comes from a dangerous part of the town.”
“Well, if he comes from a dangerous part of town, he sure as hell knows how to live in it,” Arnold answered crossly before turning his attention to the young man who was clearly stoned. “Did I stutter young man?”
He walked over to Ella and placed a kiss on her lips before walking out the same way they came in, only this time he was not hiding or whispering. Ella looked at her stepfather with a lot of loathing in her eyes and jumped off the kitchen counter.
“You did not have to be so rude to our guest,” she stated before picking up her panties from the floor and crossing her arms across her chest. She did not bother to button her blouse and Arnold got turned on by the mad sexy look she had on. He knew it was inappropriate to lust over his stepdaughter and felt slightly guilty about it but still knew he had to exercise his authority.
“It is inappropriate to sneak in a man in my house in the middle of the night Ella.”
“I am 22 years old; I can do whatever the hell I want.”
“That is
true,” he answered. “Why don’t you move out first.”
“I will tell you what is inappropriate,” Ella said and walked over to him before blocking his exit with her blouse still unbuttoned. “That boner you are nursing for me? Did this whole situation get you turned on? You are sick!”
Arnold only noticed the bulge in his pants when Ella pointed it out, he wanted to hide it as an embarrassed look came over his face, but Ella’s next move astonished him. She placed a hand on his dick and began stroking it gently. He stepped back in an attempt to stop her but realized he liked it; he brushed her hand from his crotch and gave her a puzzled look.
“I know you like it,” she let out and reached for it again.
“Ella, are you high?” he asked. “You know I can’t do this with you! I am fucking your mother almost every single night”.
Ella went on to stroke him and completely disregarded his words. She slowly got on her knees and set his arousal free from his pajamas before taking it in her mouth. He placed a hand on her head not sure whether to encourage her or to push her away, her tongue felt good on the tip of his cock and he didn’t want her to stop. Ella directed her hand to his balls and went on to play with them as she sucked on him.
Her mouth felt warm and wet just how a pussy would feel on any day, he shut his eyes and imagined how her pussy felt. He placed a hand over her head and encouraged her to keep sucking as she moved his dick in her mouth in a rapid motion. Ella then got to her feet and placed a rough kiss on his thin lips; he responded by kissing her back and ran his hand up and down her spine with gentle strokes.
Arnold held her closer and loved the feel of her nipples graze on his chest; he placed a hand on her bare ass before spanking her a few times. His arousal poked her thighs making her the more excited and wet.
“I want you to fuck me,” she whispered in his ear.
Arnold had mixed reactions about this coming from her, everything in him wanted to give her a hard pounding but a morality angel danced on his shoulder giving him a warning look. Ella must have sensed the uneasiness in his demeanor and decided to encourage him on, she walked over to the same kitchen counter she almost had a quickie on. She placed her hands on it and bent over so that her skirt lifted slightly and displayed the soft pink underneath.