EroticReverie

Elle

He smiles as he holds my legs, right beneath my ass, the back of my thighs enveloped by his hands and trying to remember how they felt on my legs when they weren’t as thick or full as they are now. How his hands might have nearly wrapped all the way around them. 

He shifts me up, and I feel the slight drag of his cock against my pussy. Biting my lower lip as he grins and then nudges himself against me. Pulls my legs a little more to make his cock nestle harder against me. 

“My little fish” he smiles at me and the words, and the smile. What he used to call me everytime he did this. Everytime he was in the pool with me when my mother wasn’t around. 

“We’ll have to get you out soon, you’ll turn into a prune” he says, with the same smile he gave me all the time, no hint of desire or perversion, just the adoring smile he always granted me with as my father. I moan as I realize what he’s doing. Taking me back, showing me not just what he did with my body and his, but talking my to me as if were rewinding time and he’s just holding his daughter innocently. But I feel another slight nudge as he moves through the water, making it pass for just a natural flow of his body as he moves.  Pulling me tighter. One hand swinging around the small of my back as starts to move up and down in the water. 

I remember it now. The splashing of the water. 

“We’re making waves. Look” he said as he kept his feet pushing against the bottom of the pool and then sinking back underneath. I can remember how I would laugh and I also remember the funny feeling of something hard pressing against that strange spot that always felt so good pressed against the side of the pool. How I’d laugh while also feeling the hardness of my father lap making that funny feeling grow. 

My hips roll forward and he grins. 

“Yeah, that’s my girl, that’s exactly what making waves with daddy always made you do, made you rub it right on my cock like a good fucking girl” he groans and I let out a cry, and knowing I shouldn’t be as turned on as I am by learning this. But , nothing about us was normal. There was no wrong with us , there never was, only what was right. Others would disagree. But learning my father was hard for me even before the night in the hotel, had me hot, and turned on more than I could fathom. 

“Mmhm, that’s it baby, just like that, you loved humping daddy’s dick with your horny fucking cunt” he grunts and the grinds harder. Still moving up and down. The water rolling in the waves we make as he splashed us down into the water and back up through it. 

It was a hundred kinds of wrong and fucked up for me to be getting off to it. It was a hundred kinds of wrong and fucked up for him to have done this, to admit it to me. But I moan anyways, wondering what I means that I don’t care how he manipulated me into doing this, and me not even knowing what I was doing. 

“Do you remember when we couldn’t find your swim suit?” He groans and I gasp. Another memory unlocked and my eyes going wide and he grins. 

“How I told you that you didn’t need it, not to worry about it, that we’d find it and you could go without one?” He groans and I wrap my eye tighter. bucking harder against him. 

“How daddy couldn’t find his swim trunks either” he grins and thrusts against me and I moan louder. My head going back as I curse. 

“How I snuck into the pool with your back turned as you found your favorite spot in the pool” he groans and then pushes me against the wall and reaches down and grab his dick and smiles at me as he strokes the head through my lips. 

“I promised myself I’d never talk about that day, about any of it, lied to myself that I ever rubbed my fucking cock on this pussy” 

“Not even in the silence of my own head would I admit what I’d done” he groans. 

“But I did it, I put my cock right fucking here” he groans and then pushes the tip to my clit and rubs it and it unlocks flashes of that day and I whimper, edging as I let him play out his actions. 

“Couldn’t help myself” he groans. 

“Couldn’t help but tickle your fucking clit with my cock” he groans and then slides it down. 

“Couldn’t help but push it right where my girl was nice and fucking tight” he groans and rubs the tip on my pussy. Teasing my entrance. 

“I should’ve shoved my fucking dick right inside you” he growls and I cry. Cumming hard from just the fucked up fantasy running in my head. 

He does it now. Shoves himself inside me while I’m cumming from just the hypothetical of it. I yelp, clawing my nails into his shoulders as he pulls away from the wall. My legs pushing , my hands grasping his shoulders as his hands grab my ass and lifts me up and down. Riding him as he stands , the water splashing around us , my ass hitting the water and slapping into it with each thrust as he says more. So much more, so many filthy fucking things, so many wrong things and I’m cumming again on his cock , crying out as he paints the fucking picture of it. His words and my imagination running wild. 

“Fuck, I came so hard against that pussy” he groans and I cry out. His hips still thrusting as I shake. Legs trembling at his sides as his cock pounds into me. Forcing himself through my pussy.

“Fuck, it was so fucking wrong Elle, but you had me so fucking hard , so god damn hard for my perfect girl” he groans and then cums. 

We’re panting. I’m whimpering as he settles down and then kisses my cheek. 

“Do you forgive me for what I did?” He asks. I nod without hesitation. 

“I denied it ever happened , to myself, wouldn’t let myself think of it, pushed away the memory of it everytime it crept in, everytime I wanted to do it again, everytime you turned me on I lied to myself about how much I loved my own fucking daughter. Too fucking much. In all the ways I was supposed to, and the ways I wasn’t supposed to.” He says and I kiss him as he holds me, his cock still inside me.

“I can’t wait to have your baby” I say against his lips and he groans. 

“But you don’t get to love our daughter , if it’s a girl , like you love me” I tell him and he shakes his head. 

“Never, only you” he says and I kiss him again. 

“Promise I’m daddy’s only special girl” I whisper and he groans and nods. 

“I promise Elle.” He exhales and I kiss him softly and gently bite his lower lip. 

“Let’s go inside, I want to make love to you Daddy” I whisper and he hums and moves through the water. 

“In my bed” I tell him. 

“I’ll show you what a good girl I would have been for you” I say and he grunts with a curse. 

“I already know, but you can show me if you want to baby, show daddy how his sweet girl would’ve made love to him”