NOTE: All characters are eighteen years of age or older. Thank you to oldnakeddad for assisting and editing my first story. I hope you enjoy my fantasy.
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She wasn't sure how she got into the same room as her dad and it seemed too good to be true to be real but, 'It must be a dream! So, if it is a dream, I have nothing to lose by letting loose with my desires,' she surmised.
Stark naked, she slowly walked over the oriental rugs to the black leather couch where she stood, with her legs slightly spread and hands clasped behind her ass, between her dad's legs and interrupted him from his silent porn viewing session on his plasma screen to, instead, viewing her naked body, especially her thirty-eight B-cup tits and bald pussy.
Leaning forward, she allowed her beautiful tits to hang over his face then dragged her nipples down his face, across his neck and bare chest. She guided his hands to her tits for him to squeeze and play with while she left little love bites, here and there, around his nipples. She continued pressing light kisses along the dark chest hair leading down to his navel as she reached further down and glanced at his angry purple head, leaking pre-cum and jutting out of his black slacks.
"Baby! What are you doing?!" he cried out, shaken out of his stupor of seeing his naked young daughter before him, and realizing that he wasn't fantasizing.
She ignored his question, continuing to stroke his shaft up and down, and then moved to cup his balls that were covered by curly, black hair. Her dad closed his eyes, moaning louder from increasing pleasure.
She was powerful and in control, in a way she had never experienced before. In the real world, she was burdened with the title of a shy, awkward and nerdy bookworm. She didn't seek to be praised for being studious and virtuous but she went with the flow by always being subservient to her parents.
The combination of a strict mother and an overprotective father had often alienated her from people her age who viewed her as a prude, stuck up, and a know-it-all teacher's pet. She always stood aloof, not wanting to appear too affected and hurt by the lack of interest in her by her high school classmates.
Her short brown hair, that normally hung loose and surrounded her round face, was curled and pinned into a sophisticated style, highlighting her face instead of covering it. Her warm brown eyes, usually hidden by the round, geeky glasses she usually wore, appeared more vibrant as she was wearing fresh contacts she had put on earlier.
Finally, grasping her dad's cock, she experimentally stroked it as she had seen him do so many times, spreading the pre-cum that gathered at the tip. She marveled at the texture and warmth of the cock that was about the same length as her seven inch dildo she had bought online.
She observed that the veins gave it ridges and bumps, totally different from the smooth dildo she'd practiced on for months. Her dad's steely gaze was on her lips, giving the idea of using something else to pleasure his cock.
"Do you like how that feels, Daddy?" she asked.
"Tell me what you want, Daddy," she whispered.
