Hi! I'm Belle and this is the story of my first time with my daddy...
It had just been me and my for as long as I can remember. My mum died when I was four and honestly, I didn't remember much of her at all besides a vague memory of her voice. My daddy had raised me alone, a single dad at only twenty-two. Daddy had had a few girlfriends over the years but mainly it was just me and him. Now, with me at seventeen and daddy at thirty-nine, we were used to having just each other as company and honestly I preferred it. Daddy could still pass as thirty and he wasn't short of money in the bank, so over the years he'd had a steady string of younger women, bimbos! I hated it when they were around, draping themselves over my daddy, trying to keep him to themselves! Most of them could pass for my sister, let alone a mother to me!
It was a boiling hot summer afternoon and I was home alone and naked in front of the bedroom mirror, staring at my reflection. At seventeen, I knew I had the perfect body that most girls would kill for. Long legs, curvy butt, taut stomach and large, full breasts. I kept myself meticulously groomed, my pussy shaved and my long chestnut hair falling almost to my waist. Today, I was horny...again. Sadly, the only relief I got from it was from my fingers. I had never been with a boy before...Eurgh! All the boys in my school had a little too little going on in the brains department and a little too much going on in the acne department! No boy had ever gotten so much as a second glance from me.
Sighing, I lay down on my bed, letting my hands trail across my breasts before letting them drop to my pussy. As usual I was already wet...hormones! I bit my lip as I slowly teased myself, circling my clitoris slowly and occasionally sliding two fingers inside myself. Before long I was panting hard, my orgasm close, but still I continued to tease myself, knowing my orgasm would be all the more intense when I allowed myself to tip over the edge. I threw my head back, moaning out loud when a noise from the doorway had my head snapping up in shock.
There stood my daddy! Still in his work suit, but with his zipper open and his cock in his hand! Daddy had clearly been masturbating watching me. He didn't even put it away; he was clearly too shocked at having been caught. His face was bright red as he stared at me, completely embarrassed, stammering, "Baby! I...I..."
My mind racing about a hundred miles an hour, I just stared back. Daddy's cock was still in his hand, the tip glistening with pre-cum. It was easily seven inches, hard and thick, and instead of feeling shocked, embarrassed and disgusted, all I felt was desire. Lust washed over me like a flame and before I even knew what I was doing, I opened my legs again. Daddy gasped and continued to stare as I let my hand stray back down to my now soaking wet pussy and began to circle my clit again, moaning. "Mmm," I moaned, "how long were you watching for, Daddy?"
"I wasn't watching...I was just...I was..."
"You were watching, Daddy, you were watching your baby girl play with herself, weren't you?"
"No...I..."
"Come on, Daddy...Don't play games...You're still hard looking at me! Well, don't be shy! Come and get a closer look..."
It was like he couldn't resist. He might have looked shocked but Daddy practically staggered until he was stood at the bottom of the bed. I opened my legs even wider to give him a better view. Throwing my head back, I moaned loudly, rubbing furiously at myself now. Glancing up, I saw Daddy was stroking his hard cock again and I was struck with a longing to know what It tasted like.
"Why don't you let me do that, Daddy?" I asked boldly, and before he could ask I was on my knees in front of him, my hand around his cock, sliding my lips around the wet head as my daddy cried out in ecstasy...
TO BE CONTINUED.
