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Daddy’s Dick
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I had always loved my father. My mother died giving birth to me, so it had always been just Daddy and me. He lived a stressful life; I could tell that from when I was little. He worked a nine to five job for a landscaping company, and came home exhausted every day. Once he was home daddy would crack a beer, sit down in front of the television, and stay there for the rest of the night. It might not sound that bad, but he was always so tired; too tired. He never had the energy to go out, date, meet women. He never found someone to replace mom. He was lonely.
He was good to me though, all the time. He loved me. He wanted to put me through college, and he was saving up almost all the money he made working for my education. We didn’t have much back then, just a tiny house and the television. I had my laptop though. Daddy bought it for me for my 16th birthday. I could get daddy to do that kind of stuff. I would wear my underpants around the house and give him lots of hugs, and eventually he would get me whatever I wanted. I didn’t ask for much though; he was to kind to take advantage of.
I was sort of a naughty little girl back then. I had long brown hair, and that sexy hourglass figure. I was really skinny, but I had B cup boobs which sort of stood out. They were nice and perky, and they looked cute on my skinny frame. My favorite part of my body was definitely my butt. I had a tight little ass, and I liked to show it off. I wore these adorable little miniskirts to school a lot with the tiniest panties on underneath. I teased the boys at school mercilessly. I would “accidently” drop notebooks and bend over to pick them up, or I would let my skirt ride up just a little too high. All the naughty stuff. I liked it; I liked feeling their eyes on me. I had a lot of power over them. My favorite part was knowing that some of them were going home and masturbating to me. I thought that was really hot. I would take a lot of sexy pictures with my friends and put them on facebook, us in our bras and stuff. I knew some of the boys at school jacked off to them. That made me kind of wet.
I never did take it very far with the high school boys though. I let a couple of them feel me up, but that was it, no blowjobs or sex or anything like that. I don’t think they would have been any good at it.
I was into a lot of shit on the internet. Naughty stuff. I read stories, watched porn, occasionally I would even post pictures of myself or chat with people. I found my fare share of bdsm and incest stuff online, and I would cum a bunch playing with myself to that kind of thing, but I never thought anything like that would happen to me. I would have sucked my daddy’s dick in a second if he had asked, but he never did and I knew he never would. He loved me too much to do that. I saw him looking at me sometimes, and I teased him a lot, but it would never lead to anything. He was too moral a man.
One day daddy came home from work later than usual. He had bought a new laptop. I showed him how to use it; he was pretty oblivious when it came to technology, and it was his first time owning a computer. I set him up with a gmail and a facebook, showed him craigslist, all the usual stuff. I friended him on facebook the next morning, and thought nothing of it.
When daddy came home after school that day he went straight to his room. “You look tired” I told him, “Rough day at work?” “No honey, I was just up late last night. Exploring this whole internet thing. They have a lot of interesting stuff out there.” I giggled a little. “Oh daddy. You don’t know the half of it!” He gave me a disapproving look. “what’s that supposed to mean missy?” “Nothing daddy.” I smiled, and kissed him on the cheek, making sure to give him a nice look at my cleavage. Then I walked out, heading to my room and my own laptop. I had some business to take care of.
I had worn a tiny skirt to school that day, with a little red thong on underneath. The straps of my thong were prominently displayed above my skirt all day, and any time I bent over even the slightest bit you could see my tight little butt. I had one class, second period, where I really let my skirt ride up while I was in my chair. I gave this guy behind me a boner for the whole class. I even got a little wet myself. After class I made a show of walking out in front of him and “dropping” my books, and I swear he almost came in his pants.
Anyways, I was horny from all the teasing I had done. As soon as I got on my computer I brought up some pictures on my laptop. I laid down on my bed, and made myself comfy, and then I slowly let my hands roam across my body. First, I tweaked my nipples, the right one, and then the left. My nipples get pretty big when they’re hard, I love it. They’re really sensitive too.
I brought up a story on my laptop. A daughter-father thing. I fantasized about fucking daddy a lot; making him feel good, letting him take me. I brought my hand down to my pussy and started slowly rubbing around my clit. I imagined daddy, eating me out. After a little bit I stuck a finger in my pussy, I was wet. I imagined that it was daddy, sticking his cock inside me, taking my virginity. I stuck another finger inside myself, and started thrusting in and out, rubbing my clit at the same time. I imagined daddy, pounding me from behind, filling me completely with his cock. I was getting close, soft moans were escaping from my lips, when I heard something.
It was coming from daddy’s bedroom, a pounding against the ground. Curious, I put my shirt back on, not bothering with all of the buttons, and slipped my skirt and thong back up. I walked over and knocked on daddy’s door.
The thumping stopped, and there was silence for a moment. Then I heard daddy say, “Come in darling.”
He had been masturbating. I could tell as soon as I came in the room. It smelled a little like cum, and there was a tent sticking out from under the covers of his bed. It turned me on. I walked over to his bed. “So daddy, watcha up to?” Then, with a grin on my face, I looked at his computer.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The screen showed a facebook picture of me and one of my friends. We were facing away from the camera, wearing matching miniskirts. The same one I had on right now. We were both bent over and looking back at the camera with that pouty face that guys love. Our butts were sticking up in the air. We had on matching white panties, they covered almost all of our butts, anything less would have been inappropriate for facebook. It was a very hot picture though, one of my cutest, and daddy was masturbating to it. I was shocked for a second. But it didn’t take long for me to realize that this was exactly what I wanted. I was so turned on; daddy was masturbating to me.
Daddy looked at me with a pained expression on his face. “Baby oh my god. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean for you to see this, I couldn’t figure out how to get rid of the web site. This stupid computer is too much for me.”
“Daddy, stop. It’s ok. It’s fine. I still love you, promise.” This was horrible. Daddy obviously wanted me, but he felt so guilty about it. I wanted him too, and I hated to see him so sad. I decided to try to make us both feel better.
I looked at him with a coy smile on my face. “So do you like the picture?” He was still so upset, at first he didn’t understand what I was getting at.
“Yes baby, it’s a beautiful picture. I promise I wasn’t thinking of you though, it was that friend of yours. That Katie girl. She’s really cute.”
I was shocked. “But daddy, don’t you think I’m pretty?” I did a little spin for him; I knew he did.
“Yes baby, you’re beautiful. You’re the most beautiful thing in the world to me, far prettier then Katie. It’s just, I wasn’t thinking about you when I was…doing it. That would be wrong.”
I cooed and gave him a hug. I was so turned on. He still had a tent in his covers, but he was such a good man he couldn’t even admit he was masturbating to me. He was the one guy in the world I couldn’t have, and I wanted him so much more because of it. I was determined to win him. I wanted to pleasure my daddy.
“Daddy, why would you be jacking off to Katie if you think I’m prettier than her.”
Daddy sat for a long time. He finally said, “Honey. I wasn’t masturbating to Katie. I was masturbating to you. But I would never, ever, do anything to you in real life. I love you so much, and I think you’re the most beautiful girl in the world, but I would never lay a hand on you.”
I smiled. “But daddy” I said, “Why would you need to look at a picture of me to jack off when I’m right here?” I hopped off the bed, went to the center of the room, and ever so slowly bent over. I slid my skirt up, pulled my panties to the side, and gave daddy clear view of my young virgin pussy. I looked back, and I made a sad pouty face at my daddy. “Aren’t I much prettier in real life?”
“Baby what are you doing? Stop it, this is wrong.”
“But daddy,” I said, wiggling my butt ever so slightly for him, “I don’t think it’s wrong. I think it’s fun.”
“No. It’s wrong. Now go to your room and make yourself decent. I can’t do this and I won’t do this.”
He seemed determined to do the right thing. But his voice was wavering when he talked, and the tent in the sheets never went away. Besides, I knew that deep down inside, we both wanted each other. I kept pushing.
I turned around and got back on the bed, and slowly slid my hand under the covers. He didn’t stop me. I dragged my nails down his skin until I got to his dick, and then I grabbed the base of it. It was huge. “But Daddy” I said, “You don’t have to do anything.”
I slowly started rubbing his dick. He put his hand on mine, just for a moment, and I thought he was going to stop me. But then he took it off.
We sat like that for about ten seconds, completely still and silent, nothing happening except me slowly rubbing his dick. He was staring into my eyes the whole time. I was a little scared, but really turned on, which kept me going. Finally, he broke the silence.
“Baby that feels so good.” A quiet moan escaped his lips, and I knew, then and there, that I had won my daddy.
I kissed him, softly, on the lips. I straddled him, and then I kissed him again. Our tounges danced together, and I could feel the bulge in his pants pressing up against my butt. I started to make my way down daddy’s body with my tongue. I worked my way down deliberately slowly, teasing him, staring into his eyes the whole time. Eventually I got to his dick. I licked the tip of it once, and got my first taste of precum. It didn’t really taste like anything. I let out a nervous giggle; I had never done this before. Daddy looked down at me, smiled, and brushed the hair out of my eyes. I loved him so much, and I was determined to make him feel good. I took the tip of him in my mouth and swirled my tongue around the head of his cock. I played with it for a little bit, licking all around it and seeing how much I could fit in my mouth (not very much.) Then I started sucking, and as I did that I wrapped my hands around him like I had seen in the porno’s I had watched. Daddy moaned.
“Don’t stop. That feels incredible.”
It was an amazing experience for me, sucking my daddy’s cock. It was fun and messy and completely wrong, but it felt so right. He was so loving and completely caring, letting me do things on my own terms. If I didn’t know any better I’d almost call it spiritual. I was worshipping his cock; trying my very hardest to make Daddy feel good. It was working too; daddy started moaning a lot and I could tell he was almost ready.
“Oh god. Honey you’re amazing. I’m going to cum.”
Daddy warned me, but I kept sucking. I wanted to taste it, and there was something hot about it too, swallowing his seed. I felt his cock swell even more, I could barely fit his head in my mouth, and then he started to shoot his cum into me. He moaned loudly as his cum hit my tounge and the back of my throat, I almost coughed but I resisted the urge. He grabbed my hair and held my face on his dick, forcing me to swallow all of his seed. It was the first dominate thing he had done to me, it really turned me on.
I swallowed it all and licked daddy clean, and then I burst out giggling. I don’t know why, I just felt kind of overwhelmed by emotions. It was all so sexy and naughty and wrong. But it felt so good.
I grinned at daddy, sort of timidly. “Was that good daddy?”
Daddy smiled, one of the biggest smiles I had seen on his face since mom died.
“Baby, that was wonderful. I love you more than anything or anyone in the world. And now it’s my turn to show you…”
Part two and other stories can be read on my website, benseroticstories.com

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