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My Lori StoryThis story contains father daughter i****t. Don’t read if that bothers you. I’ll be adding to this story later.ThomasDon was glad that the meeting in Denver had been canceled and that he could just go home, take a hot shower and climb into bed. He had a pounding head ache and needed some down time badly. Lori had left for university two weeks ago and he was alone in the penthouse. Funny that he had not anticipated the loneliness that his daughter’s departure would cause. He would shoot her an email before he crawled into bed.His wife Frances had left the pair of them three years ago. She had simply disappeared, not taking clothes, pictures, keepsakes, not a thing. She was ever a wild and roving spirit; and, her departure did not shock him. It hurt him but did not shock him. Lori and he had bonded in their attempts to console each other. She was the spitting image of Frances when Don first met her: lithe, athletic, vivacious. Since Lori left, Don thought more and more of Frances. The picture that Lori had placed on his night table was the probable culprit. Lori’s long red hair, her open and infectious smile, that glint of devilry in her green eyes, all carried recollections of Frances.Don smiled as he recalled their sexual escapades. She loved to relay fantasies as she fondled his cock and teased him mercilessly about who she should fuck and how she would do it. She would get him so aroused that he nearly blew the top off his cock listening to her. She loved to masturbate before their digital camera. She would pretend to be addressing one of their friends or co workers. God she was lovely. Lovely and sexy as a kitten. She would often perform a handjob on Don or suck him off as he filmed her. Then she would watch her video with him and fuck like a mink.Since Lori was gone maraş escort Don saw no reason to deny himself the pleasure of those erotic moments and fished out the box of disks from the back of the closet. He had been masturbating to them for the last week or so. As he pulled into his parking space his cock was already rampant with anticipation. He hoped there was nobody in the elevator.Luckily, he got into the apartment safely and threw his jacket and tie on the sofa. He was ready for a little show. Then he’d email Lori and perhaps take in another little Frances scene. He thought his mind was playing tricks on him when he heard Frances voice as he approached his room.”You like this, hm? You like me pulling on your stiff cock baby? Like this? You wanna put it here? You wanna fuck me? Hm?” It was Frances patter alright. Had I left the machine on all day? I peeked through the crack of the door only to find Lori sitting in the Lazyboy. Her left leg was thrown over the arm and she wore only her baby doll nightie. The fingers of her right hand were buried deeply between her legs underneath her lacy panties. “Oh daddy, daddy, daddy,” she croaked with lust. He jumped back and flattened my back against the wall. My heart was pounding in my chest. Frances kept taunting me in the video and I could hear my own cock squishing with precum as Frances wanked me frantically. The image of Lori masturbating to the image caused my prick to stiffen like a steel rod.My mind split violently into two equal halves: the protective parent on one side and the fuck starved pervert on the other. If I didn’t look again, I scolded myself. I could sneak down the stairs and clatter about in the vestibule till Lori heard me. Of course she masturbated, I chided myself. She was in university. She had dated since her escort maraş second year in high school. Certainly, I would not be the first parent to catch his daughter or son getting off.I tried to quiet my racing heart: to keep it in my chest. Throughout this diatribe to my libido, however, my hand had somehow worked itself inside my suit pants and down into my briefs. I had my cock firmly in my hand and was squeezing it with a vice-like fist.I have often seen depictions of the angel and the devil sitting on a character’s shoulders but I actually felt a similar presence. My parental guardian may have indeed won out had it not been for what I heard next.Frances tormented me in the video with…””You like that, hmm? Oh yeah, I know you do. You want to put that right in here don’t you, baby?” I remembered the incident and the scene vividly. My hand went from squeezing to actually wanking my engorged cock. Then, I heard it; and it broke me. Lori mimicked Frances. Repeating the same phrase. “You like that, hmm? Oh yeah, I know you do. You want to put that right in here don’t you, baby?” My Lori’s voice. I was compelled to peek again through the crack of the door jamb. Lori held her panties to one side and exposed her naked pussy to the screen. My god, a land mine could not have kept me from her. My throat dried up, I could not swallow, my pulse thundered and my cock fairly screamed to be released. Her next actions nearly felled me. She repeated another phrase of her mother’s. “That’s what you want isn’t it? You want to stick that big cock inside here, don’t you?” This was accompanied by spreading her pussy lips wide open and presenting that delicious morsel to a starving man.It is amazing how much detail one can capture of a flashing moment. The glistening folds of her inner labia, maraş escort bayan the extended clit, the intricate flower-like opening to her cunt. I have those forever imprinted from that moment.I gently opened the door and walked up to Lori. She was so engrossed in the video that I in got inches from her shoulder. I whispered, “Baby, daddy loves you.” My cock was obviously stiff as a poker with a moist spot forming at the tip. I was sliding my fly down as I spoke….I fumbled with my belt and managed to throw down my pants and boxers in one move. I number of my shirt buttons popped and flew about the room as I ripped it open then flung it to the floor. Naked except for my socks I knelt between my daughter’s shapely legs. They remained splayed as her fingers both presented and probed her open cunt.Her lewd, Frances-like invitations had driven me to mindless lust. I grasped my turgid cock by the shaft and began working the spongy moist head up and down against her clit; using my cock to imitate the masturbating movement that I had seen her performing on herself. I stared in her glassy eyes and sighed long and deeply. “Oh fuck, Lori. That feels so fucking good. Oh baby, I’m going to fuck you till I pass out. You want that? Hm? You want daddy to fuck your baby?”I flattened my cock against the length of my daughters cunt. The underside of my dick was moist and warm from her wetness. Keeping it there, I leaned forward and began french kissing her. My tongue explored her mouth ravenously. My hands both worked up wands, under her flimsy nightie. I took one of her breasts in each hand and kneaded them aggressively. She bucked against my prick in reaction.I released my hold on her left breast and took her right hand by the wrist. I moved her hand up to my mouth and kissed her palm then licked between her fingers. I lowered her hand to my cock and wrapped it around the shaft. “Take it baby. Stick it in your cunt Lori. Oh sweety. Let daddy fuck you, right here. Stick my cock into your hot, hot cunt……”TO BE CONTINUED….

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