The Day My Daddy Trilogy

This trilogy of stories follows the complicated relationship Anna has with her Step-Father, Harvey. From being blackmailed into losing her virginity to him, being shared with one of his friends and finally getting pregnant, it is one hell of a sexy rollercoaster ride.

Warning: These stories contain explicit descriptions of sex acts between older men and a younger woman, including relucant loss of virginity, groping, oral sex, cumshots and creampies, an mfm threesome and orgasms powerful enough to make you want to write a note in your diary about them. They are intended for ADULTS ONLY.

"The Day My Daddy Blackmailed Me" can also be found in the compilation "Family Cums First"

"The Day My Daddy Shared Me" can also be found in the compilation "Family Threesomes"

Excerpt: "..."Wait!" I called after him and he stopped, but didn't look back. "She loves you, really! I know she does!"

"I don't think that's true," he said. It was the quietest he'd spoken that day and I could just make out a sadness to his voice for the first time breaking through the veneer of anger.

"Well I love you," I said and walked right up behind him, hoping he would turn around, look down at me and everything would be ok again. "Please don't send us away. What can I do?"

Harvey turned and looked down at me, but I could see that everything wasn't ok. Not yet anyway, so I repeated my question as I looked up into his dark eyes.

"What can I do, Daddy?"

He was silent for a moment, just looking down at me, and I was reminded of that silly crush I'd had on him when he had just started dating my Mom. How jealous I was of her, being in a relationship with such a handsome, successful man. My crush had passed as I learned about boys my own age, but something about standing so close and staring into his eyes cast my mind back to those feelings I used to have.

Before I could react, Harvey's hands were on my breasts and he pushed them up and together with his palms, my soft flesh yielding to his grasp. I slapped his hands away in astonishment.

"Daddy!"

"That's what I thought. There's no love in this house for me. Pack your stuff."

Once more he turned and walked towards the door. What was I to do? It was all so confusing. Was I to let my Mother's marriage fail? Was I to allow the 'bad old days' to return? On the other hand, this was my Daddy that wanted to grope me, it was so wrong.

I may have stood there with my mouth open debating the issues with myself for god knows how long if our mailbox hadn't chosen that particular moment to release itself from the grille of my car and fall to the concrete floor of the garage with a clang that jolted words from my mouth.

"Wait!" I gulped "It's... It's ok. You can... touch them a little."..."