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"Fucking Christ Renee," Charlie moaned loud enough for Bella to be woken in her bedroom. One thing Charlie and Renee were good at was waking up Bella. Almost every night she would wake up hearing Charlie moan some cuss word, followed by Renee telling Charlie how he was the best fuck she ever had. Bella, however disgusting, was use to this since it had been happening for as long as she could remember. As much as she hated to admit it, now that she was older, it actually turned her on.
Bella climbed out of bed as she had done the night before, making sure she didn't make a peep as she made her way to the end of the hall. Through the crack in the door she could hear Renee's high pitched moan. Last time, Bella only stood outside the door to listen to them go at it like monkeys – this time she walked up to the crack in the door that way she could take a peak. Renee was sitting on Charlie's lap shoving her breasts in his face, but Charlie didn't seem to mind as he violently lifted her hips pounding into her as hard as he could. Bella could feel her core begin to ache. Just as Bella's hand found their way into her panties Charlie's eyes snapped to the door, seeing his teenage daughter watch him have sex. Bella's cheeks flushed bright red as she scurried off back to her room hoping that he would think his mind was just playing tricks on him.
Charlie was absolutely mortified of the thought that his daughter had seen him having sex. They thought Bella would have been asleep at two in the morning, or at least listening to music. Had they have known she was awake they wouldn't have been as loud as they were. What's worse is that Charlie couldn't get the image of his little girl and where her hands had been. She was about to play with herself. God, what Charlie would give to have just a taste of Bella's pussy. If only she wasn't his daughter. He knew he needed to talk to her, but he also knew this was a subject better left kept between the two of them. Renee would have a heart attack if she knew Bella was trying to touch herself. Renee had shoved being pure down her throat, I was one hundred percent okay with that, but Bella never even spoke of boys to her because she always got lectured. Forget talking to her about the sins of masturbation. As of late, Renee had gotten increasingly Christian.
"Hey Bella," Charlie awkwardly entered Bella's room making sure he shut the door behind him. It was almost an hour later, Bella thought she had gotten lucky and that Charlie was going to leave it alone. She was wrong. Here he was, standing with his hands in his pockets at a loss for words. "So uhm," he ran his fingers through his messed up brown hair, "what were you doing in the hallway?" Charlie figured it was best just to ask the question. He sat on the edge of her bed trying to make the situation a little less awkward. It didn't work.
"I… I… I…" Tears began to spill from Bella's eyes. Seeing Bella cry was always a weak spot for Charlie. He hated seeing his little girl upset.
"Bella, it's okay," Charlie comforted her easily bringing her into his chest as he had done a million times before. They had a father daughter bond, and had ever since he laid eyes on her. Bella only shook her head against Charlie's chest telling him that it was not okay. Charlie only let out a soft sigh. "Just explain what you were doing. You are old enough to understand what those sounds were. You're seventeen Bella." Charlie was right; Bella knew exactly what they had been doing. How could she explain that she stood there because she wanted to see how Charlie would have been fucking her? How does she explain that she wants her dad to pound her teenage pussy? It was wrong. It was sick!
"Where's mom?" Charlie looked confused by the question.
"She took a sleeping pill." Bella knew that meant she was going to be dead to the world for hours. "Bella you need to tell me what you were doing in that hallway," Charlie's voice was demanding this time. Bella knew what she wanted, right or wrong, and she was going to get what she wanted. In seconds Bella pressed her lips to Charlie's and crawled on top of his lap. For a moment, Charlie went with it, easily leaning back on her bed letting his daughter straddle his waist. "Bella, no," Charlie said firmly making sure his lips were away from hers.
"Daddy," Bella whispered in Charlie's ear. His cock unintentionally twitched. "Daddy, please," Bella begged taking her shirt off exposing her perfect breasts. Charlie's cock twitched again. He closed his eyes resisting the urge to suck and bite on her perfectly perky nipples. "I know you want me," Bella purred her hands easily finding his cock and pulling it from the hole in his boxers. "Daddy," Bella hummed placing her face inches from Charlie's cock. Charlie hadn't had a good blowjob in years, Renee refused. She had said it was degrading. Charlie unintentionally made eye contact with his daughter. Seeing her inches from his cock made him impossibly harder.
A/N: Let me know if any fellow freaks want the next chapter (;