"I did it," I thought as I walked into the kitchen and grabbed the sodas. I'd been teasing my Dad for sometime now, since I'd turned 18, and tonight I had finally gotten very bold with it. I wasn't wearing panties under my short denim skirt and tonight was movie night for us when I got down on all fours to put the movie in I know he had a clear view of my exposed slit. It'd made me so wet and I now stood in the kitchen rubbing my thighs together. I hoped he would finally take me like the little slut I wanted to be for him.
"Here you go, Daddy."
"Thanks sweetie," he said.
Dad pulled the popcorn on to his lap and patted the sit next to him on the couch. I settled down and cuddled into him as he pressed play on the movie. I wasn't paying much attention and was instead looking at my Dad. The next thing I hear is soft moaning; I turn and stare at the screen. There is a young girl lying on a very child-like bed as an older man's head is buried between her thighs.
"Daddy! What is this," I asked.
"Well you're eighteen now and I think before you go off to school you should know what you might see there."
I gasped as the girl began to tense and watched as she came all over the man's face. The man then stood up, he pressed her legs up by her head in a wide split and rubbed his cock up and down her slit (I bit my lip to keep myself from moaning) before slowly sinking into her. He fucked the tiny blond girl slowly and gently. She whimpered and moaned and I began sucking on my straw, swallowing my soda.
"Are you okay," Daddy asked me.
I nodded and looked at my Daddy. I could hear the noise of the two people fucking getting louder and louder. I heard the girl begin to say something and then heard her moaning, "Daddy, Daddy please I want you to make me cum." I gasped and dropped my soda. It spilled all over. I started shaking and headed towards the kitchen to start get stuff to clean everything up.
I felt my Daddy come up behind me, "I'll clean it up. I want you to go to your room." His hands caressed my arms briefly as he steered me towards the stairs. I climbed numbly up them and headed towards my room; I sat on my bed and waited knowing I was in trouble. I'd pushed my Dad too far and was now going to be punished. I sat there and waited. I could hear him cleaning up my mess and then coming up the stairs. I heard him stop at my bedroom door. He knocked and I told him he could come in.
He stood in front of me, and I looked at his feet. "Look at me."
I lifted my head and then my eyes.
"You know you're in trouble."
"Yes, Daddy."
"Why are you in trouble?"
I shrugged my shoulders indicating that I didn't know.
"I think you do know. Do you think that good girls parade their bodies around in front of their Dads?" I shook my head no.
"Say it out loud."
"No, good girls don't parade their bodies in front of their Daddy's."
"So, that makes you a teasing slut; doesn't it?"
"Yes, Daddy."