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[ It's shameful, Jasmine knows, to have the feelings she has for her father. She would never act on them, not with him, but when she's alone, it's him she thinks of. Never has she slept with anyone, hasn't even gone on a date before. Not that anyone has never had any interest in her, because she's been asked out plenty of times.
Jasmine just isn't interested in anyone. Even though she has a hell of a libido, she never takes anyone up on their offer. Instead, she has her own ways of getting off. Her job is only part-time, but it pays well, and Jasmine has gotten very familiar with her local adult store. Under her bed, she has an impressive collection of toys: vibrators, dildos, suction toys, rabbits that thrust.
Sometimes, she leaves her door open a crack, hoping he might walk in on her. Her mom has long since passed, so it's just the two of them. If he were to catch her... It's a fantasy she thinks of often.
They're on a camping trip this weekend. The cabin has only one bed, and Jasmine is both grateful and nervous. Being so close to him sends her imagination running wild. Would he press up against her, cock hard against her? Hands on her breasts, kneading and pulling at her nipples? Maybe he'd trail his fingers between her legs and make her come on them.
It's risky to bring a vibrator, but she does it anyway. Waterproof, plus a dildo with a suction cup for the bathtub. She's glad she did, now -- lately, she's been more worked up than usual. Jasmine has in the shower for some time, riding that dildo, her vibrator pressed against her clit. The shower masks some noise, but not completely.
She doesn't even realize how loud she's moaning. ]
Jasmine just isn't interested in anyone. Even though she has a hell of a libido, she never takes anyone up on their offer. Instead, she has her own ways of getting off. Her job is only part-time, but it pays well, and Jasmine has gotten very familiar with her local adult store. Under her bed, she has an impressive collection of toys: vibrators, dildos, suction toys, rabbits that thrust.
Sometimes, she leaves her door open a crack, hoping he might walk in on her. Her mom has long since passed, so it's just the two of them. If he were to catch her... It's a fantasy she thinks of often.
They're on a camping trip this weekend. The cabin has only one bed, and Jasmine is both grateful and nervous. Being so close to him sends her imagination running wild. Would he press up against her, cock hard against her? Hands on her breasts, kneading and pulling at her nipples? Maybe he'd trail his fingers between her legs and make her come on them.
It's risky to bring a vibrator, but she does it anyway. Waterproof, plus a dildo with a suction cup for the bathtub. She's glad she did, now -- lately, she's been more worked up than usual. Jasmine has in the shower for some time, riding that dildo, her vibrator pressed against her clit. The shower masks some noise, but not completely.
She doesn't even realize how loud she's moaning. ]

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He's heavy on her tongue, and Jasmine's eyes flutter shut as she bobs her head slowly. It's better than she imagined, and all over again, she rocks her hips. Thinking about him inside her, now that she knows how big he is, makes her feel like she's burning up.
The taste of him and the toy inside her drag muffled moans from her, vibrating around his cock. ]
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He does his best to just hold the back of her head rather than giving in to the urge to face fuck her. She's too hot like this, bobbing her head and working her hips at once, to want to destroy right away. The vibration from her moans is good enough to make up for everything else.]
Good girl.
[His fingers stroke along the back of her head as he gives in to at least moving his hips, gently pumping in time to the bobs of her head. He throbs in her mouth as he thrusts and his next words come out in a strangled groan.]
Fuck you're good at this.
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She loves that he thinks she's good, that she's his good girl. If she's good now, then she's looking forward to getting even better. To making him feel even more amazing, to hear how much pleasure she brings him.
Her hand strokes him faster, and Jasmine bobs her head faster too, eager to hear him as he cums. ]
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When she doesn't pull back he can't help but give in and rock into her mouth quicker, bracing his other hand against the half open shower door as the pressure steadily builds. In short work he's gasping, looking her in the eye with less shame and more heat.
When he comes it's with a groan like before, fingers grasping at the back of her head and hips jerking in a staccato fashion.]
Goddamn ... oh god ...
[This one feels even better than the last. He's still throbbing though and when he pulls out of her mouth his cock still bobs straight back up hard as ever. Despite what he's emptied into Jasmine's mouth he still manages to come a little more, low moans following as he reaches for her.]
You still want daddy's cock, sweetheart?
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She pulls back and lets out a slight cough, but she manages to swallow down his seed. Eagerly, she nods, panting softly as she looks up at him. ]
Please... I want you so much...
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Good girl ... so goddamn good ...
[He doesn't seem to care much about anymore of a lead up because in the next moment he has her backed against one of the shower walls, his mouth covering hers as he takes hold of both her thighs to spread her open. It's a little fumbling work but by the time he stops hungrily kissing her and pulls back it's in time to thrust the head of his cock into her.
Then with a loud groan he follows through all the way to the hilt, burying himself deep inside of her and stretching her open around the pulsing heat of his erection.]
So tight!
[He can't help it this time. She gets maybe a handful of second of him just buried inside of her before his hands tighten against her thighs and he begins fucking her into the wall behind her with a brutal pace. What he had left of his good senses leaves entirely and all he can think about is how hot she is, how tight, how good it feels to thrust into her right now.]
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A sharp cry escapes her when he finally thrusts into her. Jasmine clings to him, nails digging into his back. No resistance, no discomfort -- just raw, intense pleasure. It's rougher than she'd ever imagined, but it's perfect. She doesn't worry about him dropping her. He's the one she trusts more than anyone in the world.
She doesn't care about keeping quiet -- no one can hear them, here. Jasmine cries out with each thrust and kisses him hungrily. ]
Daddy--
[ The things she wants him to do to her. Jasmine wraps her legs around his waist, bringing him in deeper. ]
S-so good... mm--!