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Her mother returned the embrace. “I was shocked too; I think my reaction was the same as yours. Then I got angry, now I’m just trying to accept it. I love your father; I’ll forgive him soon and move on.”

“Dad says you’re gonna move back to Maine ?” She pulled away and sat back on the bed. She had never been to Maine or Washington before, and she wasn’t too keen on the idea of moving.

Elly nodded. “My cousins and your Aunt Abigail live out there; I want to be with them.” She gave her daughter a questioning look. “Are you going to come with me?”

“I don’t know yet.” Isabella answered truthfully. “But dad says not to worry about it, it will be a while before I have to go with one of you or move out on my own.” But deep inside she was almost sure she was going to leave with her father. Her mind flashed back to just a minute ago when she was sure she could feel her dad getting a hard-on because she was sitting on his lap. She felt slightly bad for thinking about it with her mother sitting beside her.

“Your father’s right.” Elly agreed. “Think about it in a few weeks.” She set her hand on her head and petted her hair once, giving her daughter a smile before standing. “I’ll see you in the morning Isabella.”

“Night mom!” The girl called as her mother left and softly shut the door behind her. Finally alone, she flopped backwards onto the bed and curled on her side. Wow, what an emotional rollercoaster. One minute it’s her birthday, the next the family was splitting apart and then she was getting wet at the thought of her father’s cock poking her.

What were those thoughts anyways? Where had they come from? Strangely though, she enjoyed recalling the feel of her dad’s cock pressing against their clothes to poke at her ass and slit. It was exciting, forbidden. Isabella sighed, climbed out of the bed and kicked off her jeans and tossed her shirt into the hamper in the corner of her room. Her bra followed. Curious, Isabella slipped her hand down the front of her lime green panties and ran her middle finger across her pussy slit. She was wet…she did get turned on by the thought of her father’s cock. Pulling her hand free she yanked on her pajamas, a simple knee length shirt, and grabbed her laptop from her dresser and plopped back in bed.

Needing release, an escape from her suddenly turn upside down world, she logged on, searched out a video porn site. She rummaged around her backpack and took the earphones from her MP3 player and plugged them into her laptop. No need to have one of her parents overhear. She searched the site and scrolled around until she found a video she though would suit. It was one of a “Barely legal Teen” And a much older man. The video was titled “Daddy Does his Little Girl.” Isabella was almost 100% sure that the couple on the homemade video wasn’t at all related, and that the “teen” was most likely in her mid twenties, but the fantasy was all she was after. She set the earphones in her ears and put the laptop on her bed and hit the download button. It took only a few seconds for the new page to load, the movie was only four minutes but it was enough for now.

The camera was set up pointing at a bed with only a sheet. No blankets, no pillows, just a bottom sheet. The naked woman sitting in the middle had firm round globes for tits, short mahogany hair and a completely shaved pussy, perhaps to help her look younger. She had her legs spread wide for the camera and she was slowly running her fingers across the lips of her bright pink pussy. The “Daddy” came into the shot; he was already naked as he climbed into the bed. He was pale against the tan skin of the younger woman, a bit of a pot belly but nothing much. He had salt and pepper hair and a moustache. Immediately he nestled his face against her spread pussy and the girl moaned as she relaxed back on the bed.

‘Mmm … oh Daddy..’ the daughter panted in Isabella’s earphones and she sat back, her eyes on the screen as she pulled up her night shirt and wiggled her hand back under her panties. The dad moved to massage her ample tits, letting his hard cock brush against his daughters pussy. He grabbed the base of his cock, running the tip across her slit, coating in her juices. Back and fourth, back and fourth.

Isabella followed, running her hand over her clit in the same slow back and fourth motion. The daughter on the laptop whimpered as the father slapped the head of his cock against her clit a few times before returning to the back and fourth rubbing. This went on for a few moments before he suddenly shoved his cock into her cunt. The girl instantly wrapped her legs around him as he slowly started to buck his hips.

‘Yes daddy…Mmm oh, yes.’ The girl cried as her father backed his cock out almost to the tip before slamming it back into her pussy. He took her thighs in his hands and all but folded the girl, pressing her legs to her chest as his hips moved in fast, deep thrusts. The bed shook with the force of his thrusts. Isabella smashed her two middle fingers into her slick pussy hole, closing her eyes and thinking back to her own fathers cock poking her there not long ago.

‘Fuck me Daddy, fuck your baby.’ The girl demanded in her ears.

‘Like that baby doll? Yes? Ugh, ugh..you like having your daddy’s cock in you?’ the man spoke for the first time and Isabella pretended it was her father’s voice. Her fingers pumped faster, harder, her juices coated her fingers and started to run down her ass crack.

‘Yes Daddy, harder…more, more mooorree!!’ the girl was screaming now. ‘Yes.. ugh, ugh.. fuck me daddy.. ugh.. put your cum in me.’

‘You want my cum in you? My little whore wants her daddy’s cum in her pussy hole?’

“Yes.” Isabella whimpered out loud as the girl on the video agreed. She pictured her father pounding his cock into her cunt, stretching her, owning her as her pussy tightening around his cock. She wanted to cum on her daddy’s cock, and milk the cum up from inside his balls.

‘I’m cumming daddy!’ the girl shouted, her cries growing as her orgasm hit her. The father started grunting, the slapping flesh grew louder and faster and Isabella felt her pussy twitch and her orgasm that was slowly building started to flow out of control.

‘I’m gonna cum in you, baby, I’m gonna cum deep in your pussy." The father stated.

She was going to cum too; Isabella felt her body grow taught as the wave of pleasure sent tremors thought her body. Her fingers felt the small gush as her pussy muscles pushed more of her juices out. She bit down on her bottom lip to keep from crying out, from being heard as she begged her father to walk in and fuck her right then and there. Her body shook, warm welcoming heat washed over her from head to toe.

‘You like that baby? Filled with your daddy’s hot cum?’ Isabella gasped for air as she opened her eyes and watched as the father spread the girls pussy lips wide and poked her pussy hole with two fingers, bringing a large, thick glop of cum to the surface. He then smeared it on her pussy lips and her clit, and bent his head to lick it up.

Isabella reached over and closed the window and yanked the earphones out of her ears. Still twitching from her orgasm, Isabella moved her laptop off the bed, onto the floor and stretched out, glancing over at her glasses and dairy that still sat on the foot of the bed. She slid her hand back under her panties, feeling how the small scrap of cloth had become soaked with her thick juices. It was the first time she had ever masturbated to a father/daughter video…or thought about her own father in the process of self-pleasuring herself. She felt slightly guilty now that the glow of her orgasm had faded. Grabbing for the book, she tore the set of tiny keys from the plastic loop that held them to the diary and used one to pop open the tiny lock.

Isabella flipped through the pages, they were pink, with the watermark of the cartoon kittens and puppies in the background. She had half expected as such. She grabbed a pen from her purse and wrote the date she got the gift and that it was from her father. She then proceeded to write about the horrible divorce and her new found interest in her father’s cock.

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So it seems I can’t stop thinking about feeling dad’s cock against me again. I wonder what it looks like, what it feels like. My only hope is to maybe climb into his lap for comfort, even though I’m way past that sort of stage. It will be my mission, feel daddy’s cock again. It may just be the stress of the divorce, but I think he got hard because I was sitting on him. I’ll have to test it out and see.

()~~~()~~~() She closed the small book with a snap and set the lock back on. She then tucked it in-between her bed mattress and set the keys on her key chain in her purse. She would fill this book her father gave her with all the naughty thoughts and details about her sudden love of daddy cock.

TO BE CONTINUE...