Daddy’s Little Nympho ~Closed for UkStud~

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Daddy’s Little Nympho
By PrincesssSexci and UKStud​

33 year old Morgan stood in front of her dads apartment biting her lip. It had only been a few days since she’d called him to ask if he could let her stay with him. Sadly they didn’t have the type of relationship that would warrant such a question.

Her dad hadn’t exactly gotten father of the year. When she’d just turned 18, he’d forced her to have sex with him. She remembered the drinking and while the details had always been fuzzy from all the drinking she only remembered bits and pieces. His body towering over hers, crushing her. The moans and whimpers.

‘This is what you get when you tease daddy....’ he used to grunt in her ear as he fucked her.

It had happened just one time but had totally messed with her. When she’d gone to college it was, she’d moved as far away from him as possible. Her mom had gotten into a car accident two years later—Morgan had been about 20 but she couldn’t go to the funeral because she’d have to sit next to her dad and console him...or “console” him. Because more than likely he hadn’t changed.

He’d basically turned her into a nympho all through half of her senior year through college. Morgan has been looking for a red blooded male who could (despite her best efforts to pretend like the idea sickened her) find a man who could match her dads one time vigor in fucking. She’d had to get counseling and then ended up fucking her therapist and just for kicks, married her therapist.

That’s why she was here. They were separating and there was a pending divorce. He’d kicked her out and she had nowhere to go.

Because she was a nympho and even her best friends didn’t trust her around their husbands. Thankfully, she’d managed to find her dads number.

But this was a horrible idea. She lowered her hand which was positioned to knock on the door. She hated her dad, because of him she couldn’t have a normal relationship. He was the reason she needed therapy.

She turned to go back to her car when the door opened.

“Are you Morgan?” The buxom blonde asked,” HONEY BEAR I THINK YOUR DAUGHTER IS HERE?”

The woman spoke like it was a question. This was a terrible idea but she forced a smile as her dad came to the door. Her heart hammered against her chest.

“Hi daddy.”

He hadn’t changed, nothing about him had changed. Except that now he was remarried.

 

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Morgan looked at Christina and smiled as politely as she could. Did this woman know about the man she’d married? Did she know she had married a rapist? Christina pulled her into a hug which was alarming and she felt horrible.

She should’ve been happy that her dad had
moved on and had created a new life for himself after her mom had died. She’d only heard about the small details like that she’d only been a mile from their house and it was late at night. Her mom of course hadn’t been drunk or anything.

She felt bad time and time again that she hadn’t gone to the funeral but couldn’t stand the idea of being near her dad. That’s what made asking him for help now so hard.

“Huh?” Morgan said only just realizing that her dad was asking her a question “oh yes, please. I didn’t bring that much. Most of my stuff is back with Trev—“ she felt herself get a bit choked up because she loved him. She instantly regretted all the sexting she’d done with random strangers which were obviously found.

“Aw sweetie come inside. Would you like some tea? I always drink chamomile when I find myself getting overly stressed. It’s very calming and ...”

“So is vodka.” Morgan joked and laughed.

His new wife cringed and cleared her throat,”We don’t have alcohol here. After your dad went through rehab I’ve made sure that poison doesn’t come anywhere near the house....”

Morgan looked at Christina and instantly thought,’So this is hell.’

Then fully heard what she said and laughed again,”My dad....and rehab? Those two things don’t belong in a sentence. My dad loves alcohol. I think he loved it more than my own mom.”

 

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Morgan couldn’t find anything her dad said truly funny. She forced a smile though as he cracked a joke about choosing rehab or religion.

Why was she so mad? It seemed like her daddy dearest had changed for the better but she remembered as a teenager her mom begging her dad to stop drinking. She remembered nights he’d come home drunk.

The word rehab used to make her dad laugh as if that was nothing more than a joke.

It wasn’t fair and she refused to believe he’d fully changed.

“I’ll show you to your room, while Christina makes us some tea,”

For a minute Morgan hesitated. The last time she’d been alone in her room was when her dad had forced her.

She did end up following him though for sake of appearances. When they made it what would be her bedroom she eyed the room.

“What? No pink walls or my old posters of boy bands on the wall to make me feel ‘at home’ ?” She only partially joked. “No!” She snapped partially because she didn’t need her pervert dad seeing her undergarments and two she didn’t need her pervy dad accidentally finding her erotica novels and vibrator.

“You really did the whole rehab deal?” She asked,”That was practically a curse word when mom was ....” her voice trailed off.

 

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Morgan was silent playing with the hem of her oversized red blouse which did nothing to show off her figure but she’d worn it on purpose knowing what a true pervert her dad was.

He was serious about not drinking, she could hear it in his voice. God that meant if she wanted a drink while living here she’d have to go to a bar which was probably a good thing because the last time he was drunk with her; things didn’t go so hot.

“So if you want to talk about what went wrong with Trev, was it, well I’m here?”

Did she tell her dad that her soon to be ex caught her watching daddy/daughter poem too much?

It wasn’t a one time thing, watching porn. The first time Trevor suggested she journal her feelings and that they’d do some fun new experimental things. After all, Trevor had a high sex drive too. The second time he’d caught her he suggested seeing a therapist who she hadn’t fucked and then ended up marrying.

Finally, he’d caught her again only this time he hadn’t been as lenient when he saw the kind of porn it was this time .

“I don’t want to talk about it, right now.” She said softly.

What would her dads reaction be? Her brows furrowed in thought.

 

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“Maybe we can talk about it later,”

Morgan chewed on her bottom lip glancing up at her dad. He seemed like he was really trying to connect with her and that frustrated her. It frustrated her and made her happy and angry and a whole bunch of other emotions.

Where was this dad when she was a kid?

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

When he left the room she huffed quietly to herself halfway hoping there was some perverted part of her dad still left but it seemed like he was ‘healed’ he’d seen the light so to speak. Her hand lightly brushed over her breasts and then jerked her hands down.

He’d done this to her so how dare he just be able to ‘get over it’ and suddenly become a good person, not just a good dad!

After putting away some of her clothes, she tucked her sex toy in a shoebox in one of her drawers and then headed downstairs passing by a wall of pictures with a daughter and son, they looked like twins. One of the pictures was just their mom, Christina and the two kids at what looked like 5 years old and then a few pictures of them in high school with her dad, one of the pictures was the daughter in a cap and gown hugging her dad , while the son stood next to her dad with his arms crossed, grinning along with their mom.

Maybe Christina had the kids before meeting her dad. That had to be it because otherwise that would mean....if they had turned 18 this year that he’d cheated on her mom for awhile.

Her heart pounded as she did the math in her head. She was in her thirties now so she would’ve only been 14 or 15.

But she didn’t know that it was just speculation.

Morgan made her way into the kitchen where a cup of tea sat on the table still steaming hot.

“There you are...are you settling in okay?” Christina asked and Morgan nodded.

“I noticed the pictures of two kids on the wall, previous marriage?” Christina hesitated glancing at Morgan’s dad, nervously.

 

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Morgan felt like her world was suddenly crushing down on her as her dad went into full explanation though at this point she didn’t really need it especially as he gave the ages of the twins.

They were about the age she would’ve guessed if he had an affair with someone while married to her mom.

“They’re 18.” Echoed in her mind over and over again like a broken record.

“Oh.” Was all Morgan could muster up to say. He couldn’t even pretend to hide his infidelity. Not that she was any better. Christina quietly set her tea in front of her.

“I know it’s a big shock to go from being an only child to the oldest out of nowhere.”

Morgan slowly glanced up at Christines comforting face. “If it makes you feel any better, I keep your dad on a tight leash if you know what I mean.” Christina winked at Morgan who suddenly felt nauseated.

“No, not really. That’s actually something I shouldn’t know.”

For more than just the he’s my dad I shouldn’t know about his sex life reason. Yes Still she could almost taste his cock....

NO!

STOP!

She was better than this, at least that was what her therapy had taught her.

“Well I’m glad someone got to benefit from you being a dad.” She said after Christina rambled on about what a GREAT father he’d been.

Her words were more bitter than usual.

 

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He totally deserved that but she should be happy that her dad was "becoming a better man" for his family. After all, how was he supposed to know that his actions towards her cost her everlasting damage. She couldn't keep a good relationship because she was constantly looking for the next sexual high. She had to change therapists because her last one had ended up fucking her and becoming her boyfriend then acting shocked when she cheated on him for that next sexual high.

But none of that was his fault, right?

Insert sarcastic look here.

"No, I'm happy that your life has changed so drastically." She said forcing a smile. "And I look forward to meeting my half siblings." And she'd been reduced to their step sister? Great.

Morgan cleared her throat and pulled out her phone attempting to drown herself in the technology in front of her. It was better than trying to hold a conversation with the stepford wife and her dad.

But then...was he even really her dad? Her dad would have had her in all sorts of compromising positions at this point. Yeah, this was definitely going to be something she'd have to get used to.

 

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“Thank you Morgan. It means the world to me that you’re willing to try,”

Morgan couldn’t stop another forced smile and slowly nodded her head unsure of what to say next. This whole thing felt super awkward and she wasn’t sure when things would start to feel normal again between her and her dad, if they ever would.

She could already feel the rise of jealousy of her two half siblings and she hadn’t even met them yet, let alone seen how they interacted with her — their dad.

“That’s why I’m here right, to bring us closer together. Have a special bond with you again.” She hadn’t meant for her words to sound sexual but the way they left her lips made it seem that way.

“I wanted to give you a chance to settle in before you had to meet them too. I didn’t want it to be too much for you,”

Morgan shrugged her shoulders keeping her eyes glued to her phone as Christine or Christina or whatever the fuck her name was dismissed herself from the room to go start dinner. She was a real Suzy homemaker wasn’t she?

“If you ever want to talk about that night, I mean what I did to you, ya know, we can. Obviously I haven’t mentioned anything to Christina….or your half siblings,”

“Obviously.” Morgan said with a small smile,”I can’t imagine how that first conversation would go if you had discussed it with them.” She wasn’t sure if she wanted to talk about it though. Maybe she did, her ex used to tell her that maybe she needed to confront her past instead of letting the anger fester.

But her dad had such a great life now and despite her anger and disgust with him, a small part of her really was happy that he’d gotten better or at least she hoped he had.

“Let’s just take it day by day I guess? My ex…therapist I mean, he used to tell me not let shit fester soooo…” Morgan shrugged her shoulders again.