The heat was stifling, even with the window wide open and the fan blowing full blast. Sarah sat at her desk, her math homework spread out in front of her, but she couldn’t focus. The sweat trickling down her back and the throbbing between her legs were too distracting.
She glanced over at her father, Tom, who was sitting on the couch, engrossed in a book. She couldn’t help but notice the way he kept looking at her. She knew he wanted her, and she was tired of denying herself the pleasure she knew they both craved.
Sarah stood up and stretched, arching her back and pushing her chest out. She caught Tom’s eye and gave him a flirtatious smile.
“Need a break from your homework, sweetheart?” Tom asked, his voice low and husky.
Sarah sauntered over to where he was sitting, her hips swaying. “I just can’t seem to concentrate,” she said, pouting.
Tom looked her up and down, his eyes lingering on her breasts. “Maybe I can help you with that,” he said, a suggestive glint in his eye.
Sarah laughed, but there was a hint of desire in her voice. “I don’t think you can, Dad. I’m beyond help.”
Tom raised an eyebrow. “Oh, I think I can. I think I can help you in ways you can’t even imagine.”
Sarah felt a shiver run down her spine. She leaned down, her lips barely inches from Tom’s ear. “Is that a promise?” she whispered.
Tom swallowed hard. “It’s a promise,” he said, his voice hoarse.
Without another word, Sarah turned on her heel and walked back to her bedroom, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew what she was doing was wrong, but she didn’t care. She wanted her father, and she was going to have him.
Tom followed her, his eyes glued to her ass. When they reached the bedroom, Sarah turned to face him, her eyes blazing with desire.
“Take off your clothes,” she commanded.
Tom hesitated for a moment, but then did as he was told. Sarah watched as he undressed, her breath hitching in her throat as he revealed his muscular body.
“Now, come here,” Sarah said, her voice husky.
Tom obeyed, walking over to where Sarah was standing. She pushed him onto the bed and climbed on top of him, straddling him.
“You’re so hot,” Tom said, his hands resting on Sarah’s hips.
Sarah leaned down, her breasts brushing against Tom’s chest. “You have no idea,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear.
She unbuttoned Tom’s pants and took him in her mouth, giving him a blowjob that left him shaking and begging for more. Sarah climbed on top of her father and guided him inside her, reveling in the feeling of him filling her up.
She rode him hard, their bodies slick with sweat as they both reached for release. Tom gripped Sarah’s hips, thrusting deeper as she moaned with pleasure.
Sarah leaned down, her breasts brushing against her father’s chest as she whispered filthy words in his ear. Tom can’t take it any longer and explodes inside her, triggering Sarah’s own orgasm.
They lay together, spent and satisfied, their bodies entwined in the marital bed where Sarah was conceived. Sarah smirked at her father, “I knew you couldn’t resist me.”
Tom chuckled, “You’re absolutely right, my dear.”
They both knew this was just the beginning of their illicit affair.
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