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Copyright © 2023 by Hayden Ash
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Chapter 1
I begin unwrapping the Valentine's Day package from some random secret admirer of mine. Who knows who they are. Who cares when the candy is this delicious looking.
It has the letters of my name across it's white wrapping paper made of rainbows. I rip it to pieces and pull out the object and see it's a gigantic lollipop.
I'm a complete candy-fiend, yet I can't really enjoy the sight of this magnificent wonder that is this 'pop.
Because, I just accidentally saw my stepfather naked for the first time.
* * *
I was just minding my own business—running throughout the house, picking up clothes I had left on the floor so that Daddy wouldn't yell at me—when I saw him in his bathroom, and, my God, it was glorious.
There Daddy was—his handsome face all angles, soaking wet. But, it wasn't his good looks that had my heart beating super fast, nor was it even his rock hard chest or the hard ridges separating his abs. No, no.
It was that thick, veiny cock swinging between his muscular thighs.
He emerged out of the bathroom, covered in scalding steam, so thick it looked like white fire. My lips trembled. Fuck, everything in me trembled, but I managed to run away before he noticed me.
At least, I think I did.
* * *
Now, I'm lying alone in my bedroom—lost in some very naughty thoughts about Daddy. Every time I blink, I see his cock flash across my mind's eye. Honestly, I don't want to think about anything else.
As minutes turn into hours, I just keep imagining what that big penis would feel like inside of me. I'm a virgin, but only because I have high standards—not because I'm a prude. I just want my first time to be scorching hot.
Whatever that was I saw in my bathroom ten minutes was definitely fiery.
I start to think back to the time, only a couple of months ago, when I showed up at Daddy's door with nothing but a duffle bag. I had just turned eighteen, and I was so determined to spend the summer with my stepfather that I took several buses all the way across the country to get here. He told me that, had he known I wanted to come he would have flown me to him, but, at the time, I hadn't been so sure. He was always so consumed with his work when I used to live with him before.
Now that I'm here, it's super obvious that Daddy would have flown me anywhere, anytime. He has such a crush on me. It's crazy, I can't walk past Daddy without him checking out my tits or my ass.
At first it made me so nervous, but now his gaze teases something I've slowly come to want...desperately. I want to taste it. I want to straddle it. I want to be punished by it. Fuck!
Without thinking, I find myself stripping all my clothes off. Then, I pick the lollipop up again and press it slowly against my moist folds, imagining it's Daddy's huge thing trying to fit its way through my tiny ring. Even though there's no way for this humongous thing to penetrate my pussy lips, it's still fun to pretend.
But, just as I start really getting into it, I hear my door swing wide up—cracking against the wall next to it.
"D-Daddy?!" I scream, covering myself with my blanket. "Get out, what are you doing in here?!"
"What do you think you're doing, Rachel?" Daddy asks, fuming. "You were...fucking yourself with a lollipop?"
"I was just pretending, Daddy, and...wait. How did you know I was playing with myself? Were you spying on me through the keyhole of my door or something?" I ask him.
"Don't act surprised, Princess," Daddy says. "I know you've noticed me noticing the woman you've become."
"Y-Yes," I say, blushing.
"And, I've noticed you noticing your Daddy as the man that he is," he says, approaching me.
"I...have," I say weakly.
"Show me you've noticed the man that I am, Baby Girl," Daddy says. "I know all those lollipops you suck on have made that little jaw of yours very strong.
My eyes widen as Daddy slides off his belt and his trousers. My face flushes with nervous excitement as I stare at his cock—close enough not only to touch but to lick.
"Y-You want me to put my tongue on it?" I ask red-faced.
"Absolutely," Daddy says. "Lick it just like one of your candy sticks."
"Daddy, you're dirty!" I say, wincing.
"Now, Princess!" Daddy roars.
I kiss the tip, then the shaft.
