*This is my first submission so please comment and let me know what you think*
My father is a certified DILF as I've heard from my friends. From the time I was a little girl I'd always thought my daddy was handsome and he spoils me wonderfully. I remember the day I first witnessed him naked. It was a moment I'll never forget, I was walking out of my room and the bathroom door was opened.
He'd just stepped out of the shower and his body was glistening with steam and his cock...Oh god. It was so fucking huge and powerful. I wanted to fuck him right then and there. Ever since that day I couldn't stop fantasizing about it.
Even during class I sometimes felt myself getting wet when I was daydreaming about him pounding my pussy. I always sat in the back of the class so no one would see me rubbing my cunt with my pen.
I snapped out of my daze when I heard the bell ring. I gathered my bag and walked out into the hall. I was soo excited that it was Friday, tomorrow is my birthday and I knew exactly what I wanted.
Daddy was in the kitchen making dinner when I came home from cheer practice. God he looked sexy.
"Hey baby, how was school?"
I walked over to the fridge and dug out some carrot sticks and ranch-my favorite snack- "It was pretty great, I passed all of my exams."
He beamed and said, "My little girl's a genius." I smiled. "I'm gonna go upstairs and freshen up."
"Okay, dinner will be ready in a few."
I jogged upstairs to my room and looked at myself in the mirror. My long blond hair ran halfway down my back and my eyes are a vivid green. My boobs were pretty big; 34D. I'm a head shorter than Daddy.
Every time he looks at me I see pride gleaming in his gorgeous hazel eyes. My heartbeat quickens whenever he looks at me.
When I went down to the kitchen, dinner was on the table and it smelled like heaven. I sat down at the table across from Daddy and dug into my plate.
I noticed him watching me eat and he looked a little concerned. "Something wrong, Daddy?"
He cleared his throat before he spoke, "No baby, I was just wondering if you'd spoken to your mother lately." I sighed. I didn't want to have anything to do with my mother. She cheated on my dad with some bar owner six months ago.I've lost all respect for her and I made sure that she knew that. I'll never understand why she betrayed my father. She still tries to spend time with me but I always make up excuses.
"Daddy, I don't want to deal with her."
He scrubbed his face with both hands, "Gia, she's still your mother. Don't let our divorce affect your relationship with her."
I pushed my chair away from the table and ran upstairs to my room. Daddy shouldn't be defending her. As far as I'm concerned, she's no longer apart of our lives.
I told myself not to worry about it. Tomorrow I'll be 18 and then I can finally have Daddy...