My daddy, Matt, watched as I ascended the stairs for my bedroom. I heard him call after me. "Can I get you anything, Sweetheart?" Shaking my head gloomily I disappeared into my room. I stripped off my clothes and put on one of my little nighties, the one with the buttons that were loose and ready to fly off. I walked by my parent's door, which was slightly ajar, and there was my father, just stepping out of his jockey shorts. A gargantuan cock slapped against his leg. "I don't believe this," I gasped. There I was, frozen in my tracks, when suddenly I remembered to breathe. As I sucked in the much-needed oxygen, one of the silly buttons on my nightie decided it was time to go for a ride. Ping! It hit the door. "Oh great!" I ducked down the hall, not knowing if he saw me or not. Anyway, I wasn't hanging around to find out.
I closed the bathroom door behind me and ripped the rest of the troublesome buttons from my nightie! "Boy, this thing has caused me a lot of trouble!" No wonder everybody was gawking at my body. It was now getting harder and harder to hide what I knew I didn't feel like hiding anymore. Every square inch of the curvacious creature in the mirror positively dripped raw sex. As I stood there looking at myself in the mirror, I thought, maybe it really was time to unleash the new Lisa Dalton on the world.
As I was settling into the bathtub, my thoughts drifted, "Daddy?"
My mother seemed like a very satisfied woman, and now it looked pretty obvious WHY too. Also, I'd answered her own question as to whether my mother had ever sucked my father's cock. "Noooooo way," I giggled to myself! " He'd dislocate her little jaws." As I seductively opened my lustful mouth, I mused to herself, "If I can do Sean Tranor, I'll bet I can do my Daddy's too......." With that thought I returned to bliss of the warm tub water. Maybe 'I' should have taken a cold shower instead.
I examined myself in the mirror with a critical eye. I was what I considered adorably cute, with wide blue eyes and plump juicy lips. I had the true hourglass body, with big, firm breasts that sat high on my chest and didn't sag even the slightest. My waist was tiny and gave way to a pair of smoothly rounded hips and a perfect pair of jutting half moon buttocks. My blonde hair was full and thick and long, flowing over my shoulders and coming mid-way down my back. As far as I could see, I was as hot as any porno models was, and I'd seen the girls at school in the showers and locker rooms, and could see my body was definitely better than any of them.
I watched the alluring girl in the mirror, realizing with a mixture of fascination and amazement, that she was probably every man's 'wet dream.' Though I had never actually had sex with a man, I somehow seemed to know perfectly every technique for sucking a cock, riding a cock, and using my vaginal muscles to rhythmically grip a cock as it penetrated me, whether from atop or from behind. "I'm a fuckin' sex kitten!" I thought muttering to myself. "All I'm good for is fuckin' and suckin' cock!" It was only a matter of 'who' I chose.
After toweling off, I looked around the bathroom for something to wear. I had ripped the remaining buttons off that stupid nightie, meaning I had nothing else to wear. "Shit!" All I had to wear was the towel. It was big enough for most women to tie around themselves, but then most women don't have these cantaloupes to contend with. I couldn't even see my feet unless I bent over, and when I did, there was a significant amount of weight to overcome just to straighten back up.
With the towel wrapped around most of my ample body, I clutched what I could so it wouldn't fall off, and headed down the hallway to the safety of my bedroom. Sure enough, wouldn't you know it, just as I passed the parent's door, Daddy walked out and bumped into me.
"Whoops! Oh, it's you Baby Doll". As the towel dropped to the floor there was like absolute silence..... As he stood back a little to take in the whole breath-taking sight of my totally naked body, he couldn't make any words come out of his mouth. Neither of us moved or tried to pick up the towel. And to make matters more uncomfortable, I didn't make any effort to hide my nakedness either. My heart beat loudly and my face flushed hotly.
Finally, Daddy bent down, slowly picked up my towel, drinking in every inch of my vulnerable body, as he stood back up. Then he reached out and picked me up in his big brawny arms and carried me to my bedroom. As he laid me gently on the bed, he gawked down at me with big crocodile tears in his eyes. "Lord have mercy, Dumpling. I've never seen anything that looked as good as you. Even when your momma was younger; never, this good."
My breathing was labored. "Daddy? Please don't go. I need you!" I reached out provocatively, but he had already turned and beat feet out of my door.
As I was getting dressed, I could hear the baseball game on TV downstairs. Damn, I was still awfully horny! I slipped on a pair of cut-off blue jeans, held my bra for a brief moment and tossed it. Instead, I pulled on a very small tee shirt that let my midriff show, and looked at myself in the mirror. Sweet sensations stirred in my lower abdomen, as I felt a salacious tingle as my nipples hardened against the cotton material. My big tits throbbed as if on impulse. Then I smiled remembering what had happened earlier in the hall.
Off I bounced, downstairs in my bare feet, to the kitchen. There was my handsome daddy, sipping on a cold beer watching the game. I grabbed a diet soda from the fridge, and walked boldly into the room where he was comfortably stretched out.