What Daddy Doesn't Know by Kelsey Charisma Page B

She wanted to
see exactly how big her daddy was. Luckily, she didn’t have to rack
her brain long, because the trusty television came through for
her.
    The game he was watching had a lengthy
halftime show with the Dirty Stepper Dolls, which consisted of
fifty gorgeous college girls suggestively dancing in short skirts
and barely there tops. As soon as they began to swing their hips,
Heath’s cock began to stiffen and raise skyward. Lauralyn watched,
mesmerized by his hard-on lengthening and swelling in thickness.
She thought watching sex was a turn on, but seeing her dad’s
erection was far more arousing—it made her ache with craving. She
wondered what it would be like to sleep with him, but now seeing
his meat stiff and thick only feet away, she could practically see
herself sitting on the girth and bouncing on his lap until she
screamed liked all the stepdaughters in the videos.
    As he grew, there was a tightening between
her legs that began to cramp that she knew he could massage out. It
was unfortunate he never made any hints of wanting her to sleep
with him, because she’d do it. Seeing his cock as big and round as
the rest of him convinced her she needed him.
    Right when she didn’t think his dick could
entice her anymore, the Dirty Stepper Dolls dropped down to the
ground and began to crawl toward the camera while rhythmically
arching their back to the music, and showing Heath their cleavage.
His dick throbbed, and Lauralyn let out an airy breath as her core
pulsed with each flex. She wanted his cock moving inside her,
throbbing as it was. Suddenly, she was desperate to sit on Heath’s
penis and move around. She could imitate all those stepdaughters
she saw in the porn videos, and was positive she could make herself
feel good with his length.
    “Hey, Heath?” Lauralyn tried getting his
attention in a moment of bravery, though she didn’t know what she
would do or say after that. With her eyes torn from his hypnotic
wagging cock, she felt unconfident, and looked away from him. The
Dirty Stepper Dolls gave Heath a glimpse into the mysterious world
of lesbians because a few began to grind each other, and the moment
that happened, Heath let out a groan. His noise changed something
in Lauralyn. She didn’t refrain; she simply had to touch
him—hopefully sleep with him.
    At great risk, Lauralyn put her hand on her
dad’s inner thigh. Her fingers were inches from his head, and when
he didn’t budge from her touch, she adventured closer. She crept
her hand slowly along, holding her breath while she kept glancing
at her dad’s face for subtle expressions and then back to his
superb erection. She inched nearer. Every budge she made with her
fingers was that much closer to his shaft. More than anything, she
hoped he’d never notice her touch as she watched television, and
because he was so focused she was almost positive he’d never feel
her wrap her hand around his girth.
    His cock throbbed more than ever when she
was in the perfect position to turn her hand over and then take his
dick in her hand. She gave his thigh a light squeeze, easily
envisioning his leg as his shaft in her hand. She wanted to give
him a fast hand job, just as all the barely legal teens on his
adult films stroked their stepdads. They were all rough, and
screamed as they loved it.
    Lauralyn couldn’t wait, but just as she was
about to take his impressive size in her hand, her squeeze to his
thigh made her dad jerk in his seat. His head shot in her
direction, and for a split second his gaze darted to her hand
before he gaped at her while searching her eyes.
    Lauralyn froze. She couldn’t even breathe.
She had no idea what Heath would do or say but she was petrified of
the consequences.
    Like her, he was still. He didn’t seem
pissed like she imagined he would be, but appeared confused.
Lauralyn more hoped than believed he didn’t see her hand passed his
big belly. His stomach certainly protruded enough to hide his
length from his eyes.