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Becoming Daddy's girl
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Becoming Daddy's girl Something I just knocked off very quickly. Please<b> forgive </font></b>the hastiness in writing it! Saturday morning I woke up to the sound of my family in the dining room. I already had a hard on and was laying there stroking it when my parents called me, so I got dressed and went out to see what they needed. My mother looked past me as she told me her and my sisters were going out shopping, but I saw my father glance at my still hard cock then quickly look away. I really wanted to go shopping with them but I was told to stay home and help with work around the house. Off they went to the mall as my father grabbed a cup of coffee and headed back out to the garage to work on his car. I was still aroused and headed back to my room to stroke my cock when I passed by my sister’s bedrooms. There was girl stuff scattered everywhere and on top of the pile of dirty clothes a cute pair of sheer panties caught my eye. I looked out the window to make sure that they were gone, then pulled off my shorts and felt the thin material between my hand and cock, getting stiffer as I caressed it with the panties. I slipped them on and enjoyed the feel of my cock and balls inside the tight thin panties. I could see my cock through them and was getting harder at how wonderful the panties felt. I picked up a skirt, blouse and bralette and put them on, caressing my cock while I watched myself transform into a girl in their mirror. The girl that gazed back at me was strangely pretty, shy, uncertain of her looks and femininity. If I had chanced to meet her in school or on the street I’d find her attractive and I wondered if others would. I rubbed my swollen cock and sucked on two fingers, then inserted them into my tight ass. A wonderful feeling sent shivers over my body and I gasped, rubbing slowly as I moved my fingers in and out, moaning at the incredible feel. I didn’t notice that my father had been watching until he stepped forward and touched me, drawing my hand away and placing it onto his stiff warm cock. I looked up and saw him smile, his eyes closed. He began breathing heavier and I could smell his sweat from working in the garage, a scent mingled with after shave that I always found seductive. He gently pulled my head toward his cock and I took it into my mouth, slowly kissing it and getting him wet and hard. I could feel him stiffen and throb in my mouth while the scent of his precum filled my senses. I was lost in a dizzying world of excitement, taking my first cock in my mouth and it belonged to my dad, my stomach was tied in knots and I was shaking at the thought of what I hoped he would do. He bent over and grasped my ass, lifting me up and carried me to my sisters bed. I hugged his neck and wrapped my legs around his waist, feeling his large cock press against me. He lay me on her bed and pulled the panties off me, rubbing my thighs with rough hands that were calloused from working on machinery and building stone walls. He pulled his pants down past his knees and grasped my ass with both hands, lifting me as he slid his warm cock into me. My balls tightened as my cock stiffened, and I could feel my ass quiver and get wet. He lifted me up and pulled me tight against him, diving deeper inside me, groaning with every move and kissed me. I could smell his sweat with the scent of coffee and tobacco, the scents of a Saturday afternoon now joined with the smell of his arousal. My skin went flush with excitement as he thrust inside me harder and harder, moaning at my cries and gasps, pulling me against himself. I soon was a gooey mess, cumming everywhere, which excited him more. He called me his little slut and told me I was his special girl, and I cried yes, cumming again, feeling him explode inside me. He fucked me all afternoon until the rest of the family was expected back, then told me to get cleaned up and put my sisters clothes back where I found them. I was weak inside for the rest of the day and fell asleep fantasizing about when we would fuck again. The next morning I woke with a hardon and found a package of lacy underwear at the foot of my bed. |
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