Globes of Power Part 2

So, how was work today, dad?" She asked innocently, her voice deeper than before.

"It was... fine," he responded gruffly, his cock throbbing in his pants. "Listen, Sophia, I think we should talk." He paused for a moment, gathering courage. "I know your mom's been acting weird lately, but she loves you guys deeply."

"Yeah, I know," she replied, looking at him with wide eyes. "I love her too."

"I mean, more than that," he said, clearing his throat. "You see, your mom and I have... grown apart."

"Oh?" Sophia asked, her heart racing as she picked up the remote to stop the movie. "What do you mean?"

"Well, maybe it's my fault," Jeff continued, his voice cracking. "You know how I am... always keeping things to myself."

"Dad, you don't have to explain," Sophia said softly, her hand finding his knee. "But if you want to talk, I'm here for you." She leaned closer, her cleavage practically spilling out of her top. She could feel his breath on her neck as he nodded in agreement.

"Your mom doesn't seem to understand me," he admitted, his hand moving up to her thigh beneath the blanket. "Or appreciate me the way she used to."

"You deserve someone who does," Sophia murmured, leaning back against him. She could feel his hard-on pressing against her leg now.

"But who would ever want an old man like me?" Jeff asked, his voice rough.

"I do," she whispered, tracing circles on his thigh. "And I bet there are plenty of other people who would too."

"You're just saying that," he replied, his voice strained.

"No, I'm not," Sophia insisted, turning off the TV and standing up from the couch. "I think we both need something to take our minds off things," she said with a wink, walking towards the stairs. "Your room or mine?"

In her room, Sophia turned on soft music and locked the door behind her. Then, she turned to face her father, taking off her top slowly, revealing her lace-covered bra. "What do you think, Dad? Do you like it?" She asked, wiggling her breasts around invitingly.

"Sophia..." Jeff groaned, his voice thick with desire.

"Come here," she purrred, unhooking her bra and letting them fall to the floor. She stepped closer, her huge breasts swaying in front of him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a deep kiss, their tongues dancing together as their bodies pressed against each other.

Their breathing quickened as they leaned closer towards each other until their lips met in a soft kiss. It was slow at first, but then it deepened as their tongues danced together, exploring new territories they had never ventured before. Their hands roamed freely over each other's bodies, starting at the back of each other's neck and ending up on their hips, squeezing gently. Their kisses became more urgent, their need for each other growing more apparent as they moved to the floor where they undressed each other eagerly.

Jeff took his time exploring every inch of Sophia's body, taking in the smell of her perfume and the taste of her skin as he kissed his way down her neck to her breasts. He lavished attention on them, sucking and licking her nipples while she moaned in pleasure, her long hair falling everywhere around them like a curtain of desire. His hands massaged her thighs, making her whimper for more as he slowly pushed into her. She wrapped her legs around him, urging him deeper as they made love on the living room floor.

As they moved together in rhythm, they couldn't help but whisper dirty words and moans of pleasure that echoed off the walls. The friction between their bodies grew more intense with each thrust, filling the room with the sound of slapping skin and the smell of sweat and arousal. The room spun around them as they lost themselves in each other, their hearts racing and breaths coming hard. They continued like this for what felt like hours, both of them completely consumed by passion and lust. Until finally, they reached their climaxes together, crying out in unison as their bodies trembled with pleasure.

With one last kiss, they collapsed onto the floor, panting heavily, their chests heaving up and down. Sophia nuzzled her face into Jeff's neck, feeling his warmth seep into her. This was what she had longed for all along, this intense connection with someone who understood her on a primal level. As she looked up at him, she knew there was no going back now; their love would be forever entwined in this passionate embrace.

He groaned into the kiss, taking her small waist in his hands and picking her up. She giggled as he stumbled back to her bed, laying her down gently on the comforter. His rough hands roamed over her body, tracing every curve and lingerie-clad inch of skin. He stopped at her breasts, cupping them both in his hands like they were the most precious things in the world.

"You've always been so beautiful," he breathed out before leaning down to take a nipple into his mouth. She gasped loudly as he sucked hard, her back arching off the bed. He moved to the other, sucking and licking each nipple as if it was the most delicious dessert he'd ever tasted.

"Dad, please," she moan ed out, tugging at his hair. His hands slid down to her panties, pushing them off as his lips trailed down her stomach towards her hidden treasures. "Now," she whimpered, arching her back again.

His tongue darted out, tasting her, and then he slipped inside her wetness. It was the sweetest, most forbidden taste he had ever known. He thrust his tongue in and out of her, slurping and moaning loudly.

Sophia's hips bucked wildly beneath him, her fingers digging into his hair. She felt the familiar pulsating between her legs, growing stronger as he pleasured her. Soon enough, she screamed his name, her orgasm washing over her like a tidal wave.

"Jeff!" She cried out, her body shaking with pleasure.

He smirked against her pussy, his tongue lapping up every drop of her sweet release. He pulled back, looking down at her flushed face and grinning.

"That's my girl," he said gruffly before capturing her mouth in a searing hot kiss that left her reeling once more.

They collapsed together on the bed, both panting heavily, their hearts racing. For a moment they just stared at each other, lost in the afterglow of their taboo encounter. Then, Sophia broke the silence. "You know I always wanted us to be close like this..." she admitted softly.

Jeff nodded, his eyes darkening. "Me too, baby girl."

As they lay there wrapped in each other's arms, the house was eerily silent except for their heavy breaths and pounding hearts. They didn't care who would walk in on them or what people might think; they only cared about each other at that moment.

Later that night, as they sat at the dinner table together, their eyes met across the table. Neither mentioned what had happened earlier, but there was an understanding between them. A secret bond that only they shared. Their fingers brushed under the table, silently communicating their need for one another.

The next day, Sophia couldn't shake the thought of her father's taste or the feeling of his rugged hands on her body. She found herself constantly checking her reflection, admiring how her body had changed over the years - her large breasts were even more prominent now that she knew they turned him on. She teasingly ate an apple in front of him, her shirt pulled up just enough to show off her cleavage. The smell of dinner filled the kitchen as Jeff cooked, and Sophia walked over to stand behind him, pressing her ample chest against his back. She could feel his erection growing through his pants.

"Do you like them, Daddy?" She asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Jeff's heart skipped a beat at her words, but he maintained his composure. "Like what, sweetheart?"

She leaned in closer, her mouth by his ear. "My breasts. Do you like them?"

He froze, taking a deep breath before responding. "Of course I do, Soph. They're beautiful."

Her eyes darted down to his crotch, noticing his bulge. "I think," she whispered seductively, "it's time we did something about it."

That night, after everyone went to bed, Jeff found himself in his home gym. The weights clinked as he worked out, trying to distract himself from the thoughts of his daughter's words. But all he could think about was how her perfect breasts looked in the low-cut dress she wore yesterday. And how they felt against him... and how much he wanted more.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. He was startled but knew who it was. Jeff unlocked the door, wondering what she could want at this hour. She sauntered in, wearing nothing but a sheer robe that barely concealed her body. Her nipples were hard from the cool air in the room, and he couldn't help but stare.

"Daddy," she purred softly. "I can't sleep."

"Sophia," he warned, his voice low and gravelly.

"I just need you," she said quietly, approaching him with a sway in her hips. She pressed her body against him, and he could feel her hardened pussy through the thin fabric of her robe.

He sighed deeply, trying to resist. "This isn't right. We shouldn't be doing this."

"But you want me, don't you?" She asked, her breath warm against his neck.

Jeff's mind raced as he tried to think straight. "Yes," he admitted hoarsely.

She teasingly ran her fingers through his short hair before pulling him in for a kiss. He couldn't resist - his hands found their way around her slender waist and pulled her body flush against his. Their tongues danced together in an increasingly passionate kiss that soon had them both panting for air.

Sophia pulled back slightly, her eyes sparkling with desire. "Take off your shirt," she breathed out.

He did as she said, revealing his muscled chest covered in fine hairs. She ran her fingers over them lightly, sending shivers down his spine. "And your pants," she whispered.

Hesitantly, he unbuckled his belt and let his pants fall to the floor. His erect cock sprung free, twitching under her gaze.

"Oh, fuck," she gasped softly. "You're so big."

She reached out and took him in her hand, slowly stroking him as she stepped out of her robe, revealing her nude body in all its glory. The sight of her full breasts, round ass, and shaved pussy made him ache even more.

"What about your mother?" he asked, a desperate attempt at reason.

"Mom won't mind," she assured him, although they both knew it was a lie.

Sophia led him to the bed, where they collapsed on the soft sheets together. Her lips found his neck once more, kissing and nipping at his skin as she ground her hips against him. He groaned, feeling her wetness seeping through the fabric of her panties.

"Fuck me, Daddy," she pleaded, undoing her panties and tossing them aside.

With trembling hands, he positioned himself between his daughter's thighs, feeling her hot walls pulsing around his fingers as he entered her slowly. They both gasped in unison at the sensation, their bodies moving together rhythmically. The sounds of skin sm acking against skin filled the room, punctuated by moans and gasps of pleasure.

Tears of forbidden ecstasy streamed down both their faces as they climaxed simultaneously.

"I love you, Daddy," she whispered before passing out in his arms.

Jeff held his daughter close, wondering how far they'd gone and what the consequences would be. But for now, he savored the intimacy they shared, his heart racing and his body sore from their passionate encounter. Sophia was curled up in his embrace, her breathing slow and steady, her scent filling his nostrils. He whispered softly in her ear, "I love you too, baby girl."

The next morning brought with it a newfound tension in the Thompson household. Sandra noticed Sophia's coldness towards her and knew something was up but couldn't quite place her finger on it. As they sat at the breakfast table, she watched her husband's eyes linger on her daughter's body too long. A surge of jealousy coursed through her veins as she remembered their late-night encounter.

"What's wrong with you two?" she asked, her voice accusing as she stirred her coffee.

Sophia looked at her father, who quickly looked away, unable to meet her gaze. Jeff cleared his throat and tried to change the subject, "Nothing's wrong," he lied.

But Sandra wasn't buying it. She knew there was something going on and made sure to keep an eagle eye on them all day long.

Later that evening, Jeff couldn't contain his love any longer. He waited until everyone was asleep before creeping into Sophia's room, determined to express his feelings in a grand romantic gesture. He stood by her bedside, watching her sleep, his heart pounding in his chest. As he leaned in to kiss her cheek, his lips landed on hers instead. She gasped awake, startled but not unhappy to see him. Their tongues danced together in a slow, passionate tango that left both of them breathless.

"Daddy," she murmured into the kiss, pulling him closer. She felt his hardness pressed against her thigh and couldn't resist the urge to explore it further. She whispered, "I want you," as she traced her fingers along his erection through his pants. He groaned softly and helped her out of her nightgown, revealing her perfectly round ass and full breasts, now without a bra. His hands roamed up and down her body, feeling every curve. He lifted her onto the bed and positioned himself inside her.

"Oh god, yes," she moaned, her body tightening around him. He thrust into her slowly, savoring the feeling of being inside his only daughter. The sound of their hips slapping together echoed in the silent room as he pounded into her, his eyes closed in pure ecstasy. He couldn't believe how good it felt to be with her like this.

"I love you, Dad," she cried out, her nails digging into his skin. He responded in kind, "I love you too, baby girl."

Their orgasms were explosive, filling the room with muffled grunts and moans. As they caught their breath, Jeff confessed, "I don't know how this happened, but I can 't regret it."

"It just did," she smiled, feeling full and content. They held each other close until sleep claimed them both.

The next morning, they woke up in each other's arms, their naked bodies still entwined. Sophia rolled out of bed to go to the kitchen to start breakfast, her breasts bouncing playfully with every step. She couldn't help but feel a newfound sense of power knowing she had taken her father's virginity. Jeff watched her go, his heart racing at the sight of his daughter's voluptuous figure. He dressed quickly and joined her, trying to act casual but failing miserably. They shared an intimate breakfast together, discussing plans for the day while avoiding eye contact.

Later that evening, they found themselves alone again in Jeff's study just like the night before. This time though, there was no hesitation; they tore off each other's clothes without saying a word. He sat down on the couch, ready to receive her. Sophia straddled him again and impaled herself on his shaft, their hips meeting in a rhythmic dance. As they made love, he thought about how this must be what heaven felt like - having his perfect girl on his lap. She moaned his name as her inner walls clenched around him, sending shockwaves of pleasure through his body.

"Fuck, Sophia," he gasped, his fingers digging into her hips. She leaned down to take his cock into her mouth, her eyes closed in ecstasy as she tasted herself on him.

"Mmm, you taste delicious," she said, looking up at him with lust-filled eyes. Jeff couldn' t believe the words that were coming out of her mouth, but the feeling of her tongue circling his tip was too good to resist. He cupped her face gently, pulling her back up for a deep kiss that turned into an open-mouthed session where their tongues tangled wildly.

"Daddy, I need you inside me," she whimpered, and he obliged, pushing inside her wet pussy slowly but forcefully until they were locked together once again. They moved in tandem, her breasts slapping against his chest in time with their thrusts. It felt so taboo yet so right at the same time. The leather couch groaned under their weight as they fucked passionately, their sweat mixing on its surface.

"You're so tight, baby girl," he panted into her ear, his hips moving faster now. She threw her head back in pleasure, moaning long and loud. Jeff lost himself in her sounds - they were primal and demanding, driving him on. Her scent filled his nostrils, making him dizzy with lust. His fingers dug into her hips harder as he plunged deeper into her core, hitting that spot that made her writhe in ecstasy every time.

"Yes!" she cried out, biting her lip to stifle it. Her walls fluttered around him, milking his cock for every drop of cum they could get. Jeff could feel his climax approaching fast, knowing he should stop but unable to resist the urge to give in to their desires.

"I'm gonna cum soon" he warned her, voice roughened by desire.

She met his eyes and nodded eagerly, "Do it Daddy," she said breathlessly, "Fill me up."

Author – Please let me know if you want a part 3