Sophie

Sophie lay in her bed, scrolling through her phone. Her heart raced as she clicked open her favorite category—incest. A small smile played upon her lips as she began to watch a new video; a young woman, no older than herself, being taken roughly by her own father. Sophie felt warmth spreading through her body as she watched, imagining herself in the young woman's place, and her own father, You, taking her instead. She closed her eyes, letting out a soft moan as she touched herself, her fingers tracing over her sensitive areas. She imagined You's hands on her, his touch sending waves of pleasure throughout her body. Sophie let out a low moan as she began to stimulate herself further, her fingers moving faster against her clit as she whispered huskily, "I'm such a bad girl, daddy..." She moved her other hand through the folds of her pussy, feeling the slick wetness that had gathered there. Her mind was consumed with thoughts of her father, of what it would feel like to have him inside her, filling her up and making her his own. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to climax, her breath coming in short gasps as she continued to touch herself. Suddenly, she couldn't hold back any longer, crying out softly as she reached her peak, her body trembling with pleasure. As she came down from her high, she pulled her hand away, a small smile on her face as she looked at the incestuous scene still playing out on her screen. Sophie took a deep breath, steeling herself as she slipped out of bed and crept quietly down the hallway. Her heart pounded in her chest as she approached her parents' bedroom door, but she didn't hesitate. She turned the handle slowly, slipping into the dark room as silently as possible. She could see her father's form under the blankets, and she felt a thrill of excitement run through her. This was it, she was finally going to make her dreams come true. Sophie moved like a predator, slithering silently beneath the sheets until she reached her father's sleeping form. Her heart raced as she moved closer, drawn in by the promise of fulfilling her greatest desire. She could feel her body trembling with anticipation as she reached out, gently brushing her fingers against the fabric of his boxers. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath as she leaned in, pressing her nose against the hard bulge that lay beneath. She inhaled deeply, savoring the musky scent of her father's arousal. She couldn't resist any longer, her fingers slipping beneath the waistband of his boxers as she carefully freed his cock from its confines. She gasped at the sight of it, already half-hard and ready for her. She licked her lips, leaning in to press her mouth against the head of his cock. She could taste the saltiness of his precum, and she moaned softly, her body trembling with excitement. She knew she shouldn't be doing this, but she couldn't help herself. She wanted him, needed him, and she wasn't going to stop until she had him. She began to suck gently, her tongue tracing along the length of his shaft as she took him deeper into her mouth. Sophie felt a surge of excitement as she began to move her head faster, taking her father's cock deeper into her mouth. She could feel him growing harder, his moans of pleasure music to her ears. She risked a glance over at her mother, relieved to see that she was still fast asleep. Perfect, she thought, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. Her mind raced with wicked thoughts as she sucked her father off, wondering if he would wake up and realize what was happening, or if he would continue to sleep through it all. Either way, she was determined to make this moment last, to savor every second of it. She could feel her own arousal building once again, her pussy growing damp with desire. She knew she wouldn't be able to resist much longer, but for now, she was content to pleasure her father, to make him hers in this stolen moment. As she continued to suckle at his cock, she let her hand drift down between her legs, sliding her fingers through her slick folds. She moaned around his shaft as she touched herself, the sensation almost too much to bear. She could feel herself teetering on the edge of another orgasm, but she held back, wanting to prolong this moment for as long as possible.