Father’s Day Date: One Year Later

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The sound of silverware clanking and countless conversations filled the air as a candle flickered its light across the table. It was Father’s Day and Arturo’s Steakhouse was busy as ever, not that the couple noticed. Melanie and Steve held each other’s hands across the table as they looked into one another’s eyes.“Can you believe it’s been a whole year?” Melanie asked her father.“It’s hard to believe, isn’t it?” Steve replied, squeezing her hands. “It seems like yesterday everything was so different.”Melanie thought back to their dinner a year earlier. Different was definitely the right word. At the beginning of that night, they were just a typical father and daughter, going out on a fun daddy-daughter date night. Then that old man came to their table, and everything changed. By the end of the night, Mel found herself more in love with her dad than she’d ever been with anyone else. She couldn’t explain it, but she was thankful that it happened.“Remember how that night ended?” she asked her dad.“Mel, Baby, how could I forget?” her dad laughed.- – -Lying there in the hotel bed, part of Mel couldn’t believe what they’d just done. If you’d have asked her the day before if she’d ever consider fucking her own dad, the thought of it probably would have made her physically ill. It just wasn’t something daughters did with their fathers.Tonight though, it was all she had been wanting from dinner onward. When she finally gave in and they fucked in that field, it was beyond incredible. Laying there under the stars, experiencing the fullness of her father thrusting into her, feeling her own orgasm wash over her. It was like magic.The magic didn’t end there, either. Her dad suggested they go get a room for the night, and Mel was more than excited at the prospect of getting an entire night alone with her daddy. They were hardly in the door to the hotel room before Steve’s lips had found Mel’s once more, and moments later they were in the bed, their clothes scattered across the floor. The night passed in a blur. Kissing. Sucking. Fucking.Now though, as she lay there naked beside her father, doubt started to creep in. Was this right? Should they be doing this? What about the consequences?“Dad,” she asked, “are you still awake?”“Barely,” he grunted. “What’s up?”“I… I don’t know if Maltepe Escort we should be doing… this.”“What do you mean?”“I mean…” Melanie turned in the bed to face her dad. As soon as their eyes met, her throat went dry and she felt the butterflies returning to her stomach. She did her best to steel her resolve before continuing.“I, um, mean,” she restarted, finding her words more difficult to get out than before, “this isn’t normal, is it? I don’t think I felt this way about you or about us yesterday. Did you?”“I don’t think I felt like this either,” Steve replied, staring into his daughter’s eyes as he spoke, “but it’s all I can think about now.”“I know,” she nearly whispered back, “even now it’s like all I want is to get you back inside me. But you know we can’t keep doing this. You’ve got mom. I’m dating Pete. What about them? I just, as much as I want it, I don’t think we can keep doing this.”Steve gave thought to his daughter’s words. She did have a point.“I get it. I’ll tell you what,” he finally said, “let’s just enjoy the rest of our hotel stay together, and when we get back to the real world tomorrow, we can try to put this behind us. Sounds fair?”“Sounds fair,” Mel agreed. She pulled herself into her dad and gave him a long, deep kiss. That kiss turned into another, and then another. Before long, Steve was back on top of his daughter, pumping into her for the umpteenth time of the night before they both finally fell asleep in each other’s arms.- – -“How long did that pact last?” Steve asked with a smile as the waiter placed each of their salad plates in front of them.“Hey, we did good for a little while!” Mel interjected as the waiter topped off her water and left for the next table.“Honey,” Steve started, pausing to take a bite of his salad, “ we didn’t even make it to checkout time the next morning before you were all over me again.”“Whoa,” Mel mock-scolded, “first, we were all over each other. It wasn’t just me. Second, you said we could enjoy the rest of our stay together, and the following morning was still part of our stay. So there”“Okay, okay, if you exclude that, we did good, for what? About a week?”- – -For the next few days after their date, things almost seemed back to normal for Mel and her dad, at least Maltepe Escort Bayan on the surface. Inside, Mel wanted to jump her dad every time she saw him. She could tell from his glances that he was feeling the same way.By the time Wednesday had rolled around, Melanie had decided it would be harmless fun to tease her dad a little. It started off very subtle, with a little wink here or there when her mom wasn’t looking. By Thursday, she found herself throwing kissing gestures to the mix. She even managed to pull up her shirt once and flash her bra at Steve while her mom was in the bathroom.Melanie knew she was getting to her dad, but didn’t realize how much until later that night. She was laying in bed naked, having just gotten herself off to memories of fucking her dad. It was something that had become a habit over the last four days. That was when she heard it.It was a rhythmic thumping, one she’d heard a few times before in her life. She knew what it meant. Her parents were fucking. Prior to Sunday, the sound was nothing short of nightmare fuel. But as she listened to the thump, thump, thump, persisting on, this time she found herself becoming aroused. Her parents’ room was right across the hall from hers. She knew that right then, at that moment, her dad’s cock was hard at work, and just the thought of it was exciting Melanie.Before she had a chance to change her mind, Melanie found herself rising out of bed and creeping into the hall. She realized almost instantly that her parents’ bedroom door was cracked open. Stepping quietly across the hallway, she made her way to her parents’ door and peeked in.On the other side, she saw her mom lying in bed, whimpering as her dad fucked her. She couldn’t quite see her mom’s face, but she had a great view of her dad on top of her, and it was nothing short of erotic. Mel watched silently as her dad continued pounding her mother.“Mhhh yeah,” Steve groaned to his wife, “you’re such a hot little tease. Do you like teasing me?”Mel’s mom grunted a response, but she couldn’t make out what she said. She knew exactly whose teasing her dad was talking about though. Mel continued watching for a few more moments, finding herself mouthing answers every time her dad asked his wife a question.“Do Escort Maltepe you like being a little tease?”“Yes,” Mel whispered.“Yeah. Do you want me to grab these?” Steve asked, grabbing his wife’s tits as he kept thrusting.“Mmmm, yes,” Mel silently moaned as she cupped her own tits with one hand as the other snaked its way between her legs.“Do you want my cock deep in that tight little cunt?” he groaned.“Fuck yes,” Mel whimpered through clenched teeth as she fingered her clit. As her fingers continued to expertly strum her pussy, Mel let out a little groan.“Wait, stop stop stop,” Mel’s mother cut in. Mel froze, her heart stopping along with the thumping noises. “Did you hear that?”“Hear what?” Steve asked his wife. For a split second, he looked around, and his eyes caught Mel’s through the crack in the door. Without missing a beat, he looked down at his wife and said “all I heard was a little tease groaning.” With that, he leaned down and gave his wife a passionate kiss, and as quietly as she could Mel raced back to her room.The following morning, Steve woke up to the pleasant sensation of his cock being stroked. He let out a soft groan.“What’s the matter, babe? Didn’t get enough of me last night?”“Not even close” came a voice that didn’t belong to his wife. Steve’s eyes shot open and he turned in bed to find his daughter lying next to him. She was wearing one of his old t-shirts and had her arm slipped under the covers as her fingers momentarily switched from stroking him off to playing with his balls.“Mellie!” Steve nearly shouted before switching to a whisper. “What are you doing? Where’s your mom?”“Mom’s downstairs eating breakfast,” she almost sang. “I thought I could come over and have a little cuddle time with my daddy.” As she spoke, her hand resumed slowly pumping her dad’s morning wood.“Sweetie, we can’t do this right now,” Steve argued, doing nothing to stop his daughter’s stroking. “Your mom could walk in here any second and, oh God, that feels good, and we just…”Before he could finish his sentence, Mel leaned in and planted her lips on her father’s. At first, he tried to say something, but within a second his resolve faded and Steve began kissing his daughter back in earnest. As their tongues dueled, one of his hands snaked its way under the shirt she was wearing and began fondling her tits. Melanie groaned into the kiss as Steve’s tongue explored her mouth.Mel stopped pumping her dad’s cock and pulled off the sheet that was covering him. She broke off the kiss and pushed Steve onto his back before sitting up and proceeding to straddle him.

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