Chapter 275 - 274: Then let’s add more

Chapter 275: Chapter 274: Then let’s add more

"Damn, you don’t have to say those last words... still, I am not going to complain about being here," Owen muttered. He reached out and groped her breasts, finding the softness to be so profound that he felt as though he were touching marshmallows.

"Ahn... ahn... please teach this spoiled daughter of yours, Daddy... ahn... choke me," she begged. She wanted him to treat her exactly the way he had treated Stella, craving that same intensity of control.

"I will teach you, Arielle. Don’t worry... but first, we need to address why you are suddenly craving so much of my attention." He didn’t wait for an answer. He simply lifted her thighs, positioning her body perfectly, and began pressing his shaft against her entrance.

"Ahn... ah... please guide me... ahn... ahn," she whimpered. She allowed him to hump against her, the friction building, all while she waited for him to grip her throat and give her the choking she desired.

"Heh, the real question is: how did you turn into such a perverted daughter? You know it is a sin to covet someone else’s possession, right? So why are you craving your Daddy’s dick when it has already been claimed by your mother?" He turned her head firmly, forcing her to look him in the eye for a direct confrontation.

"Ahn... an... ahn... I love my daddy... is that not enough of a reason?" she asked, her voice trembling as she allowed him to ponder her answer.

"That is a good answer, Arielle, but why? Why this specific craving?"

"W-what do you mean? I love you... even when you are fucking Mom. I want you to fuck me too... just like what you did to her every night." She looked at him directly, her eyes filled with a mix of longing and shame.

"Oh, so that is it. You actually sneaked around and peeked every single night while we were making love?"

"N-no..." she stammered, though her blush betrayed her.

"Tell me the truth. I won’t give you what you want if you don’t tell me the truth," Owen commanded, his voice growing stern.

"Y-yes... I sneaked around... and looked. I couldn’t sleep because Mom’s lewd sounds were so loud. I could hear her moaning every single night," she admitted. As she spoke, she slid her fingers across his chest, playing with his nipples to distract him.

"Oh, so you were watching? That is truly wild of you. No wonder you’ve become so spoiled," he chuckled.

"Ngn... ahn... ah. I didn’t have a choice... Mom is just so loud," she argued weakly.

"Blaming your mother while she isn’t even here. It’s sad to hear that her daughter turned out like this... slutty, just like her mom." He suddenly grabbed both of her hands and pinned them above her head. This position left her completely exposed, allowing him to see her white armpits and her heavy breasts clearly.

"Ahn... ahn... I am not... Daddy... please don’t tell Mom," Arielle pleaded. She let him play with her body, the rhythmic humping against her pussy making her crave more than just touch.

"Hmm, you don’t want your mother to see you getting fucked by me?"

"Ngn... n-no... I am shy, and this is a secret between us."

"You are bolder than you look. You wanted to exploit her absence to savor the dick of her husband. You really are on a different level, my Arielle." He leaned down and sucked her nipples, taking both at the same time. He bit and sucked with intensity, causing a reaction in her body that felt like an overflow of sensation.

"Ahn... ahn... ahn... I am sure Mommy will understand... ahn," she gasped. She could feel herself reaching the limit, feeling that she would squirt at any moment due to his intense sucking and the pressure below.

’Ahn... ahn... why can’t I control myself? It feels so good... I want him to choke me hard,’ Arielle thought, her mind driving her insane. Her moans became so loud that they could have been heard outside the room.

The two shared a look of mutual desire and dominance. There was nothing they could do about the lewd combination of father and daughter.

"Well... well... I suppose I have no choice," Owen said. He reached over, grabbed a towel from the side, and knotted it tightly around her wrists.

"Ahn... Daddy? What is this? Ahn... ah..." Arielle was surprised as she felt herself being moved.

"I will be teaching you. But for now, you are not allowed to move." He shifted his weight and moved directly above her. Her hands remained tied above her head.

"Ng... hn... ahmm. Then what is that...?" She gasped as Owen removed her swimsuit, crumpling the fabric together in his hand.

"Ahh, you mean this? Hehe, well... you said you wanted me to teach you, right? This is the way of teaching a slutty daughter." He looked satisfied, noting how the fabric was already soaked wet.

"Open your mouth, Arielle, and take this." Without warning, he stuffed the entire swimsuit into her mouth.

"Hufmpdd... ahh... humpf..." she tried to speak, but the fabric filled her mouth, making her sounds muffled and distorted.

"Don’t worry, I will teach you some stuff, my dear. Here, and this one too." He removed the thin covering from her nipples and wrapped it around her eyes, blinding her.

Now Arielle was in a weird position: hands trapped, mouth stuffed, and eyes covered by her own swimsuit.

"Hufmpdd... ahh... humpf... ahn..." she tried to speak, but it was impossible. She could only moan.

"Then let’s add more," Owen whispered. He pinned her, pressing his thighs against her, forcing her feet to touch her hands above. She was in a tight, folded position that made her feel even more vulnerable.

"That’s a good position. Now it’s time to see if you have what it takes as my cute daughter Arielle... this is called a mating press, hehe. I am sure you will like this... hupp!"