"Oooooowwwwww God, Fuck Me Tommy!! A strange female voice screamed.
"Harder, You Bastard, Fuck me with your big cock!! Oh that feels Sssooo Gggooooooddd!!" She screamed out.
"Do you like the feel of my cock working so deep inside of you slut?, A familiar male voice grunted loudly. It was my father and this was one of many women he had brought home since my mom died.
"Yyyeeesss Tommy, Fuck Me, Fuck me Harder!!" She screamed breathlessly.
"Take my big cock Bitch!" Dad yelled.
"I'm Ccuummmmiinngg! Oh My God, You are sssooo big!!" She wailed.
"Open that mouth Slut, I'm going to cum now!!" Dad demanded.
"Uuummm Uuummm you taste so good Tommy," She cooed.
Those were the words I heard ringing through the hall as I walked past my Daddy's bedroom door. Dad is working his magic again, I thought, laughing as I drew closer to my room. He can be merciless at times when he's really into a good fucking. I knew the girl he was working up, into such a frenzie, must be having the time of her life as so many before her had too! My dad sure has a way with the ladies!
Honestly, there's no reason why he shouldn't be a ladies man. He's 42, and very good-looking, kinda has that Pierce Brosnan look going on but only with more muscle, and he has these piercing blue eyes that can send chills up your spine sometimes. I would say he's stands about 6'4" and weights probably around 225 pounds. Talk about a buff daddy! He is a very sexy man even if I have to say so myself. But then again, I'm a little prejudice since I'm his one and only daughter.
I'm 18 now and have pretty much been doing things for myself since Mom died two years ago. It was a rough time for Daddy and myself but we got through it. Somehow our relationship is now stronger than it had ever been before. Mom had always been my sounding board. We confided to one another about so many things and I really missed her now. There's a lot of subjects that a girl just can't seem to approach her Dad about. But we manage to muddle through it.
I was in my room, trying to do my homework, when I heard Dad's door open and close. I knew that his latest fuck toy must be leaving and I'm really glad that she is. Her screaming would have been a big distraction and I really need to study for this English final tomorrow. Not to mention the fact that I would have to start dinner soon and I really wanted to get in some study time beforehand. I hate to cram for a test at the last minute. I'll be so glad when my senior year is over and I can relax for the summer. The front door closing brought me back to reality and I realized that I needed to get changed, out of my school uniform, and into something more suited for cooking. I hated wearing that uniform anyway but what's a girl to do when that's what is required when you attend a private high school.
I was standing in front of the mirror with just my panties on and began to let my hands roam over my body. Reflections of my 5'1" body gazed back at me with the same eyes as my father. I realize that I've changed so much in the past year. My raven hair hangs half way down my back, my breast has increased in size, 36C, and my whole body has took on a new curvy appeal. I'm not a very big girl. In fact, I'm quite small for someone who recently turned 18. At least, that's what Sean told me the other evening as he was trying to get into my pants. I don't know why boys feel that they can buy you dinner and take you to a movie and then you should put out for them. It takes alot to keep from giving into temptation but I want to save my virginity for that special someone. I had just put on my favorite hoochie mama shorts and a cute little cropped tee shirt when I heard a light rap at my door.
"Breaunna, Are you decent?" Daddy asked.
"Yes Dad", I replied as he stuck his head inside my door.
"What have you planned for dinner tonight? I've worked myself up a real appetite," Grinning from ear to ear as he spoke.
"I thought we might grill out some chicken since it's a warm evening," I said blushing bright red.
"Sounds good. I'll get the grill warmed up after I take a quick shower," Dad stated.
"Ok Dad, I'll go ahead and put the chicken on to marinate while you do that."
With that said, He closed the door and disappeared into the confines of his room to shower and do whatever else he does in there. I hardly ever go into his room unless it's to put his freshly washed clothes away or vacuum.
I was in the kitchen putting dinner together when he appeared in the doorway, "Sorry about the noise earlier Bre," Bre is Dad's pet name for me.
Startled, I looked up saying, "It's Ok Dad."
He chuckled, at startling me, and walked toward the sliding glass door that leads to the patio where the grill is. As he walked by, I caught a whiff of his manly scent. He smelled of soap and that new cologne he bought a couple weeks. He claims that it's his 'lady killer'. I have to admit that he chose the right cologne because he sure did smell sexy and, judging from the noise that bellowed from his room earlier, it must work.
A few minutes later, he stepped back inside and asked if the chicken was ready to put on the grill as I stepped toward him with the platter ready to go. I then asked him if he wanted a beer to drink while he cooked and he replied "That would be great! Thanks Bre."
Dinner was good and the dishes were done so I told Dad that I was going to get some study time in before my final tomorrow. I kissed his cheek, told him goodnight and headed off toward my room leaving him to watch a movie of some sort. An hour later I heard a light knock on my door,
"Yes", I replied.
"Breaunna, Can I talk to you for a little bit?" Dad asked as he stepped inside my bedroom.
"Yes, of course Daddy, Come on in," I said turning from my desk.
"Listen Bre, I've been doing some thinking about how things have been lately and I would like to know how your feeling," He said as he sat on the edge of my bed.
