Olivia
My eyes widened in horror.
I felt so stupid for doing that in the bedroom. Not to mention, with Blake showering behind me. And now he was standing right in front of me, I couldn’t escape anymore.
“I ask you a question, little girl. What are you doing?” I couldn’t answer. What should I do with this? Lying would get me in trouble.
He directed his eyes on my fingers which had touched the lower part of me. He moved in closer to his face. I tried to pull it away but his strength won me over. “Blake, please. It’s dirty.” His eyes were immediately on me.
“It’s not dirty at all,” he said and looked at my hands again and sniffed on it. And right after, he suddenly licked it.
“Oh, God! Blake!” I tried to pull again but it was futile. He didn’t even stop. I closed my eyes and I could feel this tongue was on my fingers. Licking and sucking them one by one.
“It’s delicious,” he whispered…sexily. Really, Olivia?
He pulled me even closer to him and raised my chin with his other hand. “Did my ministration back in the car affected you too much? Did I push your limit and welcoming you to the new world? The dirty world that you didn’t know about.”
“Blake.”
“You have become a very bad girl, Olivia. Masturbating by holding on to my shirt tightly. Did my scent turned you on?” I couldn’t answer him. My reaction proved everything. “I guess it did. You almost came, did you? Before I stopped you. Don’t worry, I will take responsibility for it.” And Blake suddenly pushed me to the bed.
He immediately towering me. Some of the water from his body dropped into my face. He was still bare naked although he already had his sweatpants on.
“Since you like my shirt so much, I’m going to let you have it.” I couldn’t think or react any further when he suddenly turned me over with my back facing him and his shirt was under me.
What’s he going to do to me?
“What are you planning to do, Blake?”
“Like I said, taking responsibility for what I just did. I stopped you before you reached an orgasm and I’m going to let you have it,” he said and his eyes were on my back. I still had my clothes on but I was just wearing panties under there.
“I have witnessed how you enjoyed having my mouth over your pussy and I must say, I like it as well,” he said while meeting my eyes. He pushed my panties down and threw it to the carpet. “Tell me something, Olivia. What did you imagine about when you were holding my shirt?” What?
“Blake, no, please.”
“Tell me,” he demanded. It was too embarrassing for me to say it and there was no way I would say it out loud and telling him about it.
I moaned in pain when he suddenly grabbed my butt hard. “Tell me, Olivia.” I couldn’t escape from him. This was how Blake worked. What he demanded; he would get it.
“You…were on your knees and…sucking me.” Damn, this is so embarrassing!
“Sucking what?” God, Blake! What the hell?!
“Sucking my…lower part.”
“Which one? Your legs? Your knees?” He did that on purpose! Bastard! But I brought this upon myself.
“My…pussy,” I said in a lower tone but was loud enough for him to hear it.
Blake chuckled darkly. “You had a good imagination.” And then I felt his tongue on my entrance. Moaning over his skillful tongue. And even though I didn’t say it out loud, it felt good. Blake was so good in this and with his shirt under me, I felt like Blake was right under me as well.
And I felt his hand touching my clit. “Aah!”
“I’m such a bad father, huh? I’m not supposed to do this but you have managed to seduce me. You have triggered all my buttons and there’s no going back anymore and I will not let my prey running away from me that easily.” And he was back on business again. Sucking my pussy hard. I got pretty wet now and ready to come yet he stopped.
I felt his presence moving away from my back. “It’s not fair for you to come alone,” he stated and slightly turned to him. Confusion would probably be written on my face.
He didn’t say anything and pulled me up. Turning me over so I would face him. He pushed down his sweatpants a bit, showing his hardened cock to me. Holy shit!
I was shocked, literally.
I never saw a cock before. I remembered Karen was watching porn when I was in her house and she wanted to show me what a cock looked like but I refused.
I never expected to see a real cock now and it was Blake’s-my father.
“Touch it,” he commanded. I looked up at him. Silently begging me to tell me that he was not serious at all. This was so wrong. I couldn’t be doing this to my father. “Please.” But his voice and my need for him won me over.
Swallowing hard, I shyly touched it. His cock was big and hard. I grabbed it gently and moved my hand up and down slowly. “Grab it tight, baby. And move it faster.”
“I’m going to hurt you.”
“No, you wouldn’t. Please,” he practically begging. I did as I was told and he moaned. My amateur hand did a quite good job on him. I knew Blake had done it a lot of times with other women. Man, the thoughts hurt me pretty bad.
He moved his finger into my core again as my body immediately responded to him. He put his other hand at the back of my neck and pulled me closer. “You’re so fucking beautiful. And dangerous at the same time.” And he landed his lips on me. Kissing me gently at first until he pushed his tongue into my mouth. Ravishing it like a caveman.
I could feel the release was near. “Together, Olivia,” he ordered and slowed his movement. I was still touching his cock and when he was about to come, he moved his fingers fast again on me. “Come, Olivia.”
I screamed hard.
Blake moaned high.
We came together. Our moaning voices were surrounding the room.
We were panting heavily. Blake might be needed another shower.
He landed his forehead on me. “What you have done to me, little girl? Hell, I was the one who started it all,” he said. You are damn right, Blake. It’s your fault.
“Clean yourself, Olivia. And lock the room,” he said and walked down the bed.
“Blake!” He was about to walk away from me but I stopped him.
“Just lock the room,” he demanded again.
“Why?”
“I might be unable to myself back if I found out you didn’t lock the door. Touching you was enough for me to lose my morality and I don’t want to do it anymore further when you don’t even understand anything,” he explained.
“Blake, I—”
“You are still underage, Olivia. More importantly, you are my daughter.” His words stopped me dead. That was my checkmate. “I can’t do it.” And he walked out of the room.
Although I was inexperienced compared to Karen, I knew what he meant.
He wanted to have sex with me because of what I did. I pushed his limit. I was glad he was not mad at me but I was disgusted with myself. I couldn’t be imagining Blake doing something nasty to me.
He was still my father, my legal guardian, and I couldn’t be doing this to him. Not when he was kind enough to take me in. I would only bring destruction upon him. He would lose everything.
“I’m sorry, Blake,” I cried and threw myself back to the bed.
What have I done?
***
Blake
I was in the living room, sitting on the couch while thinking of what I just did.
I just touched her again and almost lost my senses.
I wanted to fuck her right at that bed! I was ready to cross the line I have made because I saw her touching herself while holding on to my shirt.
I knew it was all my doing. It was my fault. I touched her and made her wanted something. Something dark and forbidden.
I was quite shocked when I was about to step out of the bathroom and heard someone was moaning softly. I thought I heard it wrong but when I peeked from the door, I saw Olivia standing in front of the bed and touching herself. Her body jerked a bit and she was moaning my name.
I almost attacked her from behind yet I only stopped her. Even by remembering it, my cock was hard again. “Fuck!” I immediately went to the toilet and began touching myself. I always did this since Olivia was a teenager when she turned fifteen. Since I couldn’t touch her and rather than sleeping with someone else – I chose to touch myself.
It was not enough but that was the only choice I got.
I began to stroke my cock with my hand. Moaning softly. Imagining Olivia’s pouty lips were on my cock, sucking me shyly. Imagining her teary brown eyes were on me, begging me to fuck her.
Fuck me, Blake.
I would gladly take her on top of this toilet and fucked her tight virgin pussy. Making it bloody. Marking her as mine. Leaving some part of me inside her tiny body as a reminder that she was already taken by me. A reminder that she was fucked…by me.
“Fuck…” I was so fucking close already. I imagined her pussy tightened with my cock inside her.
…Blake…
With it, I came hard. “Fuck!!!” Letting out a lot of semen. I panted heavily. I couldn’t have another shower. I couldn’t get into that room again. Not with Olivia was inside.
I cleaned myself and stepped out. I was curious whether Olivia had locked the door so I could sleep at ease.
I went to the room, standing in front of the door, and slowly turned the knob and it was not locked. Oh, for fuck sake, Olivia!
The little minx was fucking teasing me. I opened the door and saw her sleeping. And she was crying. What the hell?
I slowly went inside and stood next to her. “Blake, I’m sorry.” Her words hit me hard. It was all my doing yet she was the one who felt guilty.
I walked away from her and closed the door slowly. I leaned on the door, thinking of what I had done.
“It’s not your fault, Olivia. It was all mine.”
For the first time after a long time, I was lost on what to do.