Sharing Secrets (4 page)

“What do you mean?”

Natalie looked up silently for a moment, trying to come up with the right words.

“In my fantasies, he's the one taking total control. It's his idea, it's happening because he wants it to happen, because he's the one that desires it. If I bring it up to him, it's not his idea anymore, it's mine. It's like I'm asking him to fuck me, instead of him just taking me and fucking me. It would almost be like I'm giving him permission to fuck me, and I don't want him to have permission, I just want him to do it, to just take me and fuck me whether I'm giving him permission or not. Does that make any sense?”

“Yeah, I can understand that perfectly,” Paige responded. “Isn't that a little scary, though? Aren't you worried that he might end up hurting you, or taking things too far?”

“Being 'scary' is a big part of what makes it exciting! That's probably why I like scary movies so much,” Natalie said giggling, causing Paige to giggle also. “Besides, he's my daddy. Ultimately I trust him
not
to take thing too far.”

Paige nodded in understanding.

“Now, why don't you stop babbling so much and kiss me some more?” Natalie demanded.

“Ohhh, do I have your...
permission
?” Paige said sarcastically as she smiled seductively.

“Permission?
Permission
? I'll show you 'permission'!” Natalie said she rose up and pushed Paige onto her back, climbing on top of her and planting her lips on Paige's mouth.

Paige's shriek quickly turned to a moan as she wrapped her arms around Natalie, feeling the weight of her body pressed against her, the skin of Natalie's large breasts pushed up against her own smaller pair. Natalie kissed down Paige's neck and chest, stopping to suck on one nipple, then the other.

Paige felt her pussy start to quiver as Natalie worked her way down to her stomach. Natalie sat up and tugged at Paige's panties, prompting Paige to raise her butt up so she could pull them all the way off. Natalie sat up onto her knees for a moment, looking down at Paige playfully as she held Paige's panties out to her side, dangling them on her finger, as if holding a coveted prize. Paige gazed mesmerized at her full-bodied friend, taking in the shapely curves of her naked form, except for the pair of panties she still had on.

Paige sat up, bringing her mouth up to Natalie's nipple and sucking on it as she tugged at Natalie's panties, pulling them down to her knees as low as she could get them. Natalie finagled them off the rest of the way, except for one leg hole still wrapped around her foot.

Paige brought her hand up, feeling the wetness flowing out around Natalie's pussy as Paige ran her fingers over the moist folds. Natalie clenched in orgasm as she felt Paige's fingers penetrate her and massage her inner crevices. As her orgasm subsided, she nudged Paige back down onto the floor, again pressing her body against Paige as they kissed.

Natalie moved her hand down to Paige's sopping pussy and rubbed her outer lips. Natalie rubbed her clit against Paige's thigh as she plunged her fingers deep into Paige's pussy, sending waves of pleasure soaring through Paige's body. Natalie climaxed along with her, the juices from Natalie's pussy dripping onto Paige's thigh. Feeling the wetness on her thigh intensifies Paige's orgasm, and she wrapped her arms tightly around Natalie's body as they both rode out their all-consuming climax.

They both kissed deeply one more time before Natalie rolled off of Paige. They laid on their sides, gazing at each other with their heads resting on their pillows, smiling adoringly at each other with the realization that they had just crossed the line from being friends to being lovers.

Paige reached her hand up to Natalie's face, cupping her cheek and drawing her head close to hers, touching their foreheads together as they breathed in each others' scents. Natalie scooted herself in closer to Paige, both of them embracing as Natalie laid her head against Paige's breast. Paige stroked Natalie's dark hair as she felt Natalie's breath against her breast, feeling and listening to Natalie's breathing become deep and steady as she drifted off to sleep.

Paige continued to stroke Natalie's hair, wishing she could give Natalie what she wanted, wishing she could make Natalie's fantasies about her father come true. She considered for a moment the idea of asking her own father to act out Natalie's fantasy with her, but couldn't really see her father being the strict disciplinarian that Natalie was craving. Besides, the thought of her father fucking Natalie but not fucking her filled her with more than a little jealousy, despite the deep feelings she had for Natalie.

Paige kissed Natalie on the top of her head before nestling her cheek against Natalie's hair, reveling in the closeness of her body as she herself drifted into a deep sleep.

During the night, Paige was jostled awake by the sounds of low moans coming from Natalie. Sometime during the night Paige had shifted so her back was toward Natalie, and she turned to check on her, immediately feeling concern. Natalie was still asleep, but moans were flowing out of her lips as her body was convulsing. Paige was suspecting that Natalie was having a bad dream, then Natalie began to speak.

“Oh, Daddy!” Natalie said lightly. “Oh, Daddy...I won't do it again...please Daddy...I'll be good...oh Daddy...oh yes Daddy!”

Paige watched for a moment, her pussy starting to tingle and moisten as she realized that Natalie was obviously having another erotic dream about her father. Paige was torn between wanting to touch her and feel her excitement, or just watch her and let the dream play out as far as it could, not wanting to take the chance of waking her from it. Paige carefully pulled the cover back, exposing Natalie's naked form as she laid on her stomach, moans still emanating from her mouth as her plump round ass bobbed up and down.

No longer able to resist, Paige placed her hand on Natalie's ass, then reached down to her pussy, excitement flooding through her body at the discovery of how wet Natalie's pussy was. She rubbed her fingers along the folds of Natalie's entrance as she lowered her lips down to Natalie's ear.

“Is your daddy touching your pussy, Natalie?” Paige whispered. “Is he rubbing you with his fingers?”

“Oh yes!” Natalie responded, still lost in her dream. “Oh Daddy!
Oh
Daddy!”

“Do you feel his fingers going in and out of you?” Paige continued, penetrating Natalie's pussy with her fingers as far as she could get them. “Do you feel him fucking you with his fingers?”

Natalie responded with nothing but low moans, becoming higher in pitch until they almost started to sound like squeals. Paige moved her cheek over to cover Natalie's mouth, trying to muffle her ever increasing moans of pleasure, hoping the sounds were not disturbing her parents sleeping just down the hall.

Paige felt the walls of Natalie's pussy tighten around her fingers and the wetness starting to increase. Before she could orgasm, Natalie's eyes began to flutter open. She saw Paige's face, just inches from her own, and felt Paige's fingers probing inside her extremely wet pussy.

“Paige?” Natalie said softly as she tried to rouse herself from her sleep.

“Shhhh...” Paige whispered as she continued probing Natalie's pussy. “You were dreaming.”

“How long have you been doing this?”

“Just a few seconds. You were dreaming about your daddy again, weren't you?”

“Yes!” she replied, talking in a whispering gasp. “He was spanking me again, on my bare ass. I was late getting home, or something. Then he started fingering my pussy while I was laying across his lap. Oh, Paige, I need to cum so bad!”

“Turn over,” Paige commanded her.

Natalie turned over and laid on her back. Paige moved down and hovered her face above Natalie's crotch for a couple of seconds, then covered her wet pussy with her mouth, circling her clit with her tongue for a moment before burying her tongue into Natalie's pussy as far as she could get it. Paige delighted in her full-fledged taste of a pussy, letting the aroma fill her lungs while the juices lingered on her tongue.

Natalie's body clenched tightly in overwhelming orgasm, holding her breath in an attempt to quiet the squeals straining to escape from her lips, desperately trying not to fill the whole house with moans of ecstatic pleasure.

Sensing that Natalie had reached her final climax, Paige lifted her head and gazed at the opening of Natalie's pussy for a second before lowering to gently kiss the clit, making Natalie's body clench at the oversensitivity.

Paige grinned naughtily at her reaction before slithering her way up Natalie's body to deeply kiss her. Natalie devoured Paige's lips, tasting the sweet nectar of her own juices on Paige's lips and tongue. As Paige broke the kiss and looked down at her, Natalie opened her mouth to speak, trying to find the words to relay how incredible the experience was for her, but just stammered.

“Shhhh...” Paige whispered, holding her finger over Natalie's lips. “You don't have to say it. I know.”

“Do you need me to return the favor?” Natalie asked, taking Paige's cheek in her hand.

“Naah...” Paige replied, slightly shaking her head. “You can just owe me for next time.”

Natalie and Paige both smiled broadly as their lips met in another passionate kiss.

After a filling breakfast and some pleasant conversation with Paige's parents, Paige drove Natalie home. Natalie hesitated in the car, both of them looking a little sad that they had to separate for now, trying to make their time together linger for just a little longer. They embraced lovingly for a moment then shared a lingering glance.

“Thank you,” Natalie finally said. “Thank you for a wonderful night, and for sharing your secrets with me, and for letting me share my secrets with you. And most of all...for making me feel that I'm not alone.”

Paige smiled broadly at her. “Well, you'll never be alone any more. I promise.”

Natalie tilted her head and jutted her lower lip out, almost looking like she was about to cry before they embraced again.

“Natalie,” Paige called out as Natalie opened the door and was about to step out. “I love you.”

Natalie's face softened, her eyes shining bright as she smiled. “I love you too.”

Natalie leaned in and they kissed deeply once more before Natalie stepped out and walked toward her back door. Paige waited until Natalie disappeared inside before backing out of the drive and heading home, her mind swimming in delicious possibilities.

Forrest Young

Approaching my mid 50’s, I am happily married to my love and co-author Lilly-Rose, and living in the heartland of the United States. I have always held alternative views, especially when it comes to sexuality and relationships. While married to my first wife, I was heavily involved in the swinging and polyamory communities, as well as indulgent in fantasy role play that fell deeply outside the norm. Under my pseudonym Forrest Young, I take the plunge into erotic storytelling that focuses on the taboo and forbidden while attempting to open up the mind to different ways of thinking. My stories attempt to challenge beliefs and shatter the walls of social acceptability, focusing on characters and situations that stimulate the mind as well as the libido. These stories are all purely fictional, and are dedicated to the memory of my first wife. She was the inspiration for my deliciously decadent imagination.

Lilly-Rose Young

Lilly-Rose Young is a delightfully deviant, happily married erotica author living in the Midwest. She has enjoyed writing for many, many years. Thanks to her devoted husband, Lilly-Rose has recently started sharing her work with the world. She enjoys writing all kinds of erotica, from the very vanilla to the taboo, many times in the same book. Lilly-Rose Young will take you on a journey of the mind, feeding your fantasies while whispering to your heart.

Book One: Craving His Attention

The following night, Adam had a ton of work he needed to get done on the computer. By the time he was done, he realized that his wife had been in bed almost two hours by then. Surely she was asleep by that time. He walked softly up the stairs, slowly treading by Paige's door, again hearing soft moans coming from inside her room. Her door was open just a crack again.

Peeking in, he once again saw his daughter laying on her bed, her hand manipulating her pussy underneath her panties. Her other hand was massaging her breast, only this time she was without her t-shirt, giving him a clear view of her breasts. He felt excitement start to well up inside his stomach, his cock starting to swell in reaction to the sight.

He stepped lightly over to his bedroom door, slowly and quietly prying it open enough to see that his wife was indeed fast asleep on their bed. He tiptoed back to Paige's door, rubbing lightly against the bulge in his pants as he stood and watched.

For a couple of moments Paige was unaware of his presence, wrapped up in her own pleasure, spurred on by thoughts of her father watching her. Eventually she opened her eyes just wide enough to see his partial figure in the crack of the doorway. She closed her eyes again immediately, the orgasm resulting from the realization that her father was indeed watching her so powerful that she involuntarily lifted her ass from the bed a couple of inches. She tried not to let on that she knew he was standing there for fear that the realization would cause him to quickly walk away.

She lowered the hand that was on her breast down to her clit, rubbing it in furious circles as she dug the fingers of her other hand deep into her pussy, giving her father a marvelous view of his daughter treating her pussy with both hands. Paige coaxed her orgasms along as long as she could, trying to make the waves of pleasure linger, until they finally subsided and she laid there panting softly, her hands now resting still upon her quivering mound. Paige cracked her eyelids open just enough to see her father still lingering at the doorway, his hand still rubbing against the bulge in his pants, and she desperately wished he would take it out and let her see him stroke it. Instead, sensing that she had adequately relieved herself, he backed away quietly from the door.