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Did you love My Two Men of the House 3: Kevin and Michael? Then you should read My Two Men of the House 1: Kevin by Cassandra Zara!
My Daddy Mike had been taking care of me every since my mother Laura left us. I had always loved him, but recently I had been feeling more and more lust for him. I wanted him to be my first, but I couldn't tell him how I felt without feeling like it would drive us apart, but it was so difficult.
When Mike's identical twin, Uncle Kevin came to town, I was really torn. This wasn't the man that had comforted me, but he was still oh so sexy. When Uncle Kevin saw me checking him out after Daddy Mike had already stepped out to work, he quickly asked me a question that made me weak in the knees.
Do you always look at your Daddy like you want to fuck him?
When he told me to call him Daddy Kevin, and his touches felt just like I thought Daddy Mike's always would, could I stop him from taking what he wanted? Could I still save myself for Daddy Mike, or would his identical twin brother deflower me and fill me up with an impregnating creampie?
This taboo 5000 word story features a confused young lady and a horny man willing to take advantage of the fact that he looks just like the man of the house. It includes a rough deflowering, begging, pleading, and enough orgasms to make a girl's head spin.
"If you won't tell me, I'll just ask him. What's it going to be?" he asked, with just a hint of malice in his voice.
I couldn't think. He looked and smelled like Daddy. And that voice... Daddy sounded like that sometimes. Never when he talked to me, but back before Laura had shut him out completely. That voice brought a flush to my skin, made my toes curl and my thighs start to slide together to control the sensation building in my pussy.
"Uncle Kevin..."
He shook his head, a dead sexy smile playing on his lips. "Call me Daddy." He paused, leaned his face closer and stroked his deliciously rough cheek against mine. "And you're my sweet girl, right? That's what Daddy calls you."
"Daddy..." I intended it as a question but it didn't at all come out like that. More like a hallelujah minus a few syllables or an amen.
Uncle Kevin ran his hands halfway up the side of my arms, his thumbs stretching out to caress the upward slope of my breasts and stop at the two hard points of my nipples beneath the shirt. He rubbed at the fabric with the pads of his thumbs, making tight little circles that had me throwing my shoulders back and pushing my tits higher.
I might have moaned but I couldn't hear anything beyond my own pulse and his heated whisper. "Is that it, sweet girl -- you want your Daddy to fuck you?"
Oh, god, did I ever!
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About the Author
It's often said that reading erotica is mostly for women, but look closely guys: The girls in my books act in ways that you will NEVER see a girl act in a porno.
Cassandra Zara is a young woman in her 30s who has wanted to write the kind of fiction she'd like to read for a long time. It may sound cliché, but she really does love long walks on the beach with her husband. Her new baby keeps her plenty busy, but she's overjoyed to have people who enjoy her work.
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