Curves for Daddy (BBW Romance)
When 22-year old Lydia is unceremoniously dumped by her boyfriend, she comes home in tears and runs straight into her step-father, Alan. While he helps her dry her tears, Lydia can't help but notice her sexy outfit has given him an erection. But a hunk like Alan could never go for someone like Lydia...could he? More
When 22-year old Lydia is unceremoniously dumped by her boyfriend, she comes home in tears and runs straight into her step-father, Alan. While he helps her dry her tears, Lydia can't help but notice her sexy outfit has given him an erection. But a hunk like Alan could never go for someone like Lydia...could he?
Content warning: This 6500-word story contains taboo pseudo-incest, oral sex, fingering, prostate-massaging, and a step-father showing his daughter exactly how a curvy woman like her should be loved...
As he got up to leave, I spoke, trying not to choke up, the love I felt for him obvious in my voice.
"Daddy...wait. Stay, please. I want you to. I...I've wanted you for years now. I knew I shouldn't, sometimes I even hated myself for it. But I want you and I love you more than I've ever loved anyone. Even if it's only for tonight...stay."
He didn't say anything more after that; neither of us did. He just leant in and kissed me once more, this time with a passion that hadn't been there earilier, an urgency that I'd never felt before. Both of us knew that this could only be for tonight. Both of us knew that when the sun came up, the real world would return, and we'd have to see how we felt, where we could go from there.
But for now, even if just for tonight, we had each other.
His lips left mine, and fastened themselves to my neck. I'd made out with a few boys over the years, but nothing felt like this, none of them knew what they were doing like Alan did. I realized now exactly what I'd been missing - a man. A man with an appreciation for a body like mine.
As he nipped and sucked on my neck like a man possessed, I impatiently reached down and slipped my hand past the waist of his sweatpants. I wanted to touch it, to hold it. I wanted to feel the cock that had been the object of my fantasies for so long.
He moaned as I wrapped my short fingers around his long cock, and I felt the vibrations through my neck. My pussy was soaked, but I knew Alan wasn't the kind of man who was going to be rushed. He was going to explore every other inch of my body before he got to my hungry kitty, and I was just going to have to wait.