Making Dad Take My Virginity Forcefully (A Dad/Virgin Daughter Incest Erotica Short Story)
T. A. BEAU
Making Dad Take My Virginity Forcefully
T. A. BEAU
A Dad/Virgin Daughter Incest Erotica Short Story.
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WORD COUNT: 5000 words
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"Did you see how Nick was looking at you? God, he is so sexy. That ass, those arms. He could manhandle me and then some. Do you think he has a big cock?" Amanda asks, tapping the car's steering wheel as she drives me home. I smile and shrug. Conversation always turn to guys when I’m around Amanda. Being in college, they were finally starting to mature a little, but I was never too interested in them. Amanda rambles on, her long red hair blowing in the breeze.
"And Josh...I'm pretty sure he was hard. I think I could see the outline of his cock through his pants. They were so tight," she says, her eyes getting wider as she looks at me. I laugh a little and agree with her. Her bright blue eyes sparkle at the excitement of someone's cock. One would think Amanda had had plenty of sex, but she hadn't. She is a virgin, just like me, obsessed with the one thing she'd never had, also like me.
But unlike her, I’ve got my eyes set on someone far much older.
"Maybe. Maybe there was something," I offer, trying to get into the conversation. I like being around Amanda. She is crazy and wild, always making me laugh. It wasn't her fault she was a virgin; it was how she was brought up in a super religious household. I, on the other hand, I’m a virgin because I was home-schooled and never had much of an opportunity to meet new people. It wasn't for lack of trying, though, thinking about the men I had tried dating in high school. They were all too immature for me.