Thread: Unexpected surprises (incest, pm to join)

Just let me... Let me make you feel real love. Let me please all your urges. He was having difficulty saying it, but Bella already knew where all this was heading and suddenly she was terrified. But not in the way she should have been. Isabella was a bright girl. Sure she was somewhat socially awkward, but she did amazingly well in school and she usually understood what was going on around her pretty well. His choice of words combined with his actions had made it crystal clear that he wanted her just as much as she wanted him. The fact that he was her father didnt scare her as much as it should havenoit was the fact that she had never had any sexual experience with anyone or anything other than herself. It was sad being seventeen without any interaction with boys or men. What if she screwed everything up? What it she was absolutely terrible and he rejected her because of it? This was her only real chance to get close to himshe couldnt let something like this drive him away forever. The feel of his soft lips against her forehead and bangs eased her a little. Still, looking deep into his eyes she couldnt help but want to please him. Despite their obvious age difference he was still extremely handsome. Sure she found many boys at her school attractive but none compared to him. He was older and much more experienced in all areas of life. His body was much more built and she couldnt help but glance at his bare chest beneath his open shirt. She wanted to reach out and touch him. She wanted to feel those rippling abs beneath her finger tips and feel his massive length fully penetrate her. Fingers could only go so far but most of all she wanted him to give her her first orgasm. Even in her sessions, shed never gotten close until tonight. Frankly she was glad he stopped her when she did because nownow the man she loved more than anyone else on the planet wanted to give it to her. Let me make you feel, Her back hit the fluff of the bed, the Egyptian cotton pleasing to the few places of skin she had exposed. Bella held her breath unconsciously as he hovered over her. The heat felt as if it had been cranked up a couple of hundred notches. What your mother felt in that video. Unable to control herself, Isabella moaned again, his lips so close to her ear and those words. God those words flipped a switch inside of her. The seventeen year olds heart raced, threatening to burst from her chest and more of her sticky juices overflowed, past her shorts and ran down his thigh as he rubbed it. It was bound to get all over his hands and she blushed knowing shed always got ridiculously wetbut never like this. It just wouldnt stop coming and she squirmed slightly beneath him, unable to really find her voice. His lips were centimeters from hers. They felt like opposing magnets as he whispered, begged, softly. Please? How could she deny him, the one man she had ever loved? Bella wanted to please, to pleasure him just as much as he wanted to please and pleasure her. She wanted him to moan her nameto moan her name like he used to moan her mothers. Running a hand through his soft locks, Bella leaned up connecting their lips with a tender brush, whispering, alright, before pressing them together harder and more passionately, her arms slipping around his neck.