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Father and daughter part3


The park had closed and the threesome had left. They
were now driving down the interstate back to the Clark
residence. It was dark and a little chilly. Amyie was
under a blanket in the back with Bradley. Mr.
Honeywell was driving but his mind wasn’t on the road.
He could see the blanket in the back seat moving up
and down. His daughter was jacking off Bradley and she
wanted to make sure her father saw. He watched in the
rear view mirror as his daughter whispered in the
boy’s ear. He couldn’t tell what she was saying but he
could tell that Bradley was in heaven. The blanket
moved fast then slow, and finally Bradley let out a
groan of pleasure. Amyie was still stroking as he
leaned his head back and closed his eyes.

Amyie leaned forward between the seats, “Daddy, have
you thought about us today?”

“Yes sweetie you and Bradley make a cute couple”

“No I mean you and me! Have you thought more about


“Daddy I can tell by looking at you all day today that
you want me. Why can’t we just both give in to what we
want and see what happens?”

“Amyie, I just can’t. I don’t want to mess you up
mentally, there are all sorts of girls who were ****d
by their daddies and their lives are completely

“Its not **** daddy. I want you, you want me, its

“Amyie I just can’t…what if your mother finds out, she
may never speak to me, she wouldn’t let me see you
again, I would get arrested!”

“I won’t tell daddy, she won’t find out”

“Sweetie I just…damn it…I Just can’t”

Amyie leaned back in the seat still determined to bed
her father and noticed something wet on her hand.
Bradley was long gone and she softly called to her
daddy. He looked in the rear-view mirror. He saw his
daughter’s tongue licking her hand. He saw a white
glob on it. She was licking up Bradley’s cum. Mr.
Honeywell drove faster.


Mrs. Honeywell had not gotten home yet. Amyie had
cornered her dad in the kitchen and was grilling him
about their situation. She sat on the counter, leaning
forward hands between her legs, dangerously close to
her crotch. She even grinded her pussy against the
backs of her hands as she tried to convince her dad to
take her to bed and sl**p with her.

“Amyie, its not right. You would be mentally scarred
for life.”

She climbed down from the counter and tried to climb
into her dad’s lap. He pushed her away. “Dad!” Amyie
was getting frustrated and angry and she didn’t know
why, “Why will you not let me do this for you!”

“Because,” he was patient, “you aren’t doing this for
me. You are doing this for you, to get your own rocks

“I can’t believe you would say something like that!”
And then Amyie realized something deeper. Her day was
planned to get her rocks off but now that she had been
through the whole thing she felt ashamed at what she
had done, she still wanted to be with him but in a
different way “Daddy I love you, I want to be with
you, I want it all! I want the sex, the love,

“Amyie you don’t want that. You just want sex. Go to
bed honey and forget that this day ever happened.”

She just stared at him, tears were welling up in her
eyes. She could not believe that this was happening.
Her plans to seduce her father were perfect. And her
new emotions took over her now. She did love him, she
did want to please him, she wanted him to be happy
forever and ever. Why didn’t he understand. “Daddy…”
she choked back a sob and ran from the room slamming
her bedroom door.

It was the hardest thing he had ever done. Mr.
Honeywell sat at the kitchen table depressed,
defeated, and dejected. He had just crushed the
feelings of his only daughter.

His wife walked in minutes later and she asked him how
his day was. He told her all about the fun time the
three of them had, and how cute the new boyfriend was
and how much of a gentleman he was. They ate dinner in
silence and went to bed. Mrs. Honeywell didn’t ask
about where Amyie was, she just assumed she was in her
room reviewing the day with her best friend Tara. In
the dark master bedroom of the Honeywell home Mr.
Honeywell reached over to hold his wife. She grunted
slightly but eventually let him hold her. He tried
whispering nice things in her ear, and tempting her
into a kiss or two but she was “Not in the mood”.
Eventually Mr. Honeywell grew tired and frustrated and
rolled over. Mrs. Honeywell fell asl**p snoring. Mr.
Honeywell tired and frustrated stared at the ceiling.



It was midnight. Mr. Honeywell had given up on trying
to sl**p and was watching TV. He was weak and tired
from the events of the day. How could all this have
happened to him? How could his daughter possibly think
it was ok to try and seduce him? Was he the crazy one?
Should he have accepted his daughter’s offer? With his
wife treating him like shit didn’t it make sense to go
upstairs right now and sl**p with his daughter? No, no
it didn’t make sense. Unless…unless she really did
love him the way she talked like she did. But no he
couldn’t go upstairs and see her, be with her, could
he? Maybe he could just go up and apologize. Yes that
is what he would do. And with that his whole life

Mr. Honeywell climbed the stairs to Amyie’s bedroom.
He knocked lightly on the door. There was no answer.
He tested the door, it wasn’t locked, he turned the
knob and quietly entered the room. Amyie was lying
face up on the bed. Her face looked as if she had been
crying for hours even though she was sound asl**p. Her
upper body was still clad in the black bikini top and
her lower half was covered in a blanket. One leg was
sticking out and resting awkwardly on the bed. Mr.
Honeywell sat on the bed of his young daughter and
began to stroke her leg. He was looking at her sweetly
as she slept. Her eyes fluttered open and when she saw
her dad sitting there she smiled. She reached down and
grabbed his hand. She pulled it towards her upper
thigh and under the covers. His hand met no clothing
until he came across the white cotton panties she was
wearing. He knew he shouldn’t. He wanted to apologize,
but the feeling of her young pussy was too much and he
was speechless. He stroked it gently. She closed her
eyes and moaned.

“Daddy I really do love you, more than anything, today
I wanted to have sex with you more than anything but I
ended up..”

“Shhhh, sweetie” Mr. Honeywell quieted his daughter as
he leaned down to kiss her naked thigh. He licked and
kissed and nibbled it softly. Amyie had the biggest
grin on her face, finally she was going to make her
daddy happy. She was going to be close to him, she was
going to fuck him! Mr. Honeywell kissed his way under
the covers and threw them aside. He met with her
panties and kissed her pussy through the cotton
material. She yelped at the touch and he immediately
hushed her again, “Your mom can hear us if you get
loud…try and stay quiet” he said. He let his hands
stroke her inner thighs and kissed her cunt through
her panties. She writhed on the bed in pleasure biting
the pillow to keep from making any noise. Her small
lean body couldn’t stay still. He slid his finger
under the crotch of her panties and felt for the first
time how wet she was.

“Lets get these off you” he said. She stood up and
while her dad sat on the edge of the bed she slowly
lowered her panties to the floor. Her legs were
perfect. Her ass was perfect; it was all so young and
tight. Mr. Honeywell reached out and placed his hand
in-between her legs and she responded by grinding her
wet pussy into his fingers. She felt a tingle run
through her body and got chills. He got onto his knees
and she lifted a thin leg above his shoulder and he
began to French kiss his daughter’s pussy. He was
eating it and she was balancing herself while trying
to grind into his face. Her whimpers of pleasure came
in breathless sweet tones. He was so hard. He wanted
her so badly.

“Daddy stop,” she said breathlessly, her body was
close to the edge, “not yet, I don’t want to cum yet!”
and she pulled away. He stood up this time and she
helped him out of his boxer briefs. She saw her dad’s
cock for the first time it was long and thick. She was
on her knees this time and had licked the underside of
his penis. Her tongue traced the length of it and he
looked down at her as she did. Her innocent looking
face looked so sexy with a big cock hanging in front
of it. She kissed it and stroked it covering it with
her wet saliva and eventually took all of it into her
mouth. She slurped at his cock for a few more seconds
before he was about to explode. Weakly he lay back on
the bed and offered his lap to her. She climbed up
onto his lap and felt his wet cock on her thigh. She
felt safe here and sexy at the same time. Her body
wanted to touch her father’s body all over.

She kissed him deeply letting her tongue snake into
his mouth with youthful exuberance. Her body was in
constant motion; she was trying to touch him
everywhere. He kissed back and fondled her breasts
through her bikini top. He reached round and untied it
exposing her tiny breasts. He reached down and took
one nipple into his mouth. She leaned back and enjoyed
her father’s mouth on her tit. He licked it and took
it into his mouth flicking it with his tongue.

She reached between her legs and squeezed his cock.
Suddenly all the loving feelings mixed with purely
lustful ones and she leaned forward and whispered into
his ear, “Daddy, I want you inside me now!” She lifted
herself up and positioned his cock below her pussy and
watched it slide down the length with no problem. She
was so wet it didn’t hurt one bit. She engulfed his
erect member without the slightest hesitation.

The two looked at each other and then in a moment of
pure lust began to fuck.

She rode his cock, colliding with his thighs on every
down stroke, jolting her breasts and hair. She was so
light on his lap he thought she might break. He could
feel the smallness of her when he wrapped his hands
around her waist and hips. She had a look of lust on
her face as she stared into her daddy’s eyes. He was
half smiling half moaning at the pure pleasure he was
feeling. He loved his daughter and was enjoying every
moment of this. Each downward stroke brought a muffled
yelp from Amyie’s young lips. She began to sweat. Her
hair began to curl around her face and she was
beginning to become lost in the sensations of her
father’s cock deep inside her. She closed her eyes and
leaned back arching her back and riding her father’s
cock. Her perfect body so tight and firm was made even
more so by her leaning back. He held onto her and met
her thrusts with his.

Mr. Honeywell flashed back to the image he had in the
park, when his daughter was bent over the bed getting
fucked from behind by Bradley. Overwhelmed by the
feelings elicited by the vision he suddenly lifted her
up and leaned her against the bed. Her ass was high in
the air making a perfect heart shape. She breathed
heavily and looked over her shoulder at her father. He
stood behind her and marveled at her glistening young
body and guided his cock toward her pussy. He fucked
her pussy and she held on. She leaned her head down as
he entered her with grunt after grunt. She buried her
face in her pillow. She could feel every inch of him.
He was filling her up stretching her with his thick

She looked at him over her shoulder and whispered
“Fuck me daddy, fuck me, fill me up with your cum!”
Mr. Honeywell knew he wouldn’t last long and he
thought she might not either so he flipped her over
again and climbed on top of her. He wanted to be close
to her and looking in her eyes when they came.

She felt his weight on her body. She had wanted this
for so long and now she had her manly father naked and
sweating above her. Her legs were spread wide to
accommodate his girth. He slowly guided himself into
her and began thrusting. She could feel his whole body
moving on top of her and every time her dad pushed all
the way in his pelvis collided with her clit. She felt
jolts of love and lust coursing through her pussy. She
knew she would cum soon but wanted to make him cum at
the same time. She started talking dirty.

“Fuck your little daughter daddy, Fuck her good. Make
her cunt cum all over your cock daddy. Make me cum on
your fucking cock! Daddy your little girl is so close
to cumming I want my pussy to be filled with your cum.
I want your cock to fill my pussy with your cum, I
need it now I fucking want you to cum in me now! Fuck
daddy fucking fuck me, fuck the hell out of my cunt
you son-of-a bitch!”

Mr. Honeywell lost it. He came in his daughter’s
sopping wet cunt. Amyie came too. Her body quivered
and shook and she bit her dad’s arm trying to keep
quiet. The couple was breathing heavy and were wet
with sweat. Mr. Honeywell slid off his daughter and
she curled up next to him.

“Daddy I love you.”

“I love you too Amyie.”

The two laid in bed cuddled next to each other in a
state of confusion, love, and lust. The moment they
shared was both wonderful and scary. Lust had
overtaken them both, yet they also felt a deeper love
intermingled in their sweaty bodies.

Mr. Honeywell thought that this was what it was like
to be in love. His life would not be the same. He
would hide this episode from everyone. He couldn’t
share it with anybody except Amyie. She was all he
needed. He wouldn’t be able to get enough of her, all
of her.

Amyie couldn’t believe the day. She did such dirty and
nasty things to get her father’s attention. Would he
ever forgive her for that? Would he still love her? Or
would all they have be solely sex. She wanted more,
and hoped her father did also.

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