Author's note: This is my first submission ever. Feedback is more than welcome.
As I lay on the deck of the family yacht it drifts upon the hot summer lake, the sun warming my very exposed body although I didn’t need its’ heat to make me hot. Lifting heavy dark lashes I scanned until my gaze landed on the most handsome Man I had ever seen. I had since the advent of puberty fanatasized about my daddy. I would, when the summer ended, be going off to college and daily opportunity do realize my fantasies would vanish. Rolling the slight swell of my youthful hips I propped my head upon my hand.
My Daddy was standing at the railing with my mother. Everyone said they made the perfect couple but I knew the truth. I knew that no matter what was said, only I could please daddy like he deserved to be pleased. Mommy was nothing but a cold bitch only concerned with Daddy's money and how she looked. My icy blue eyes moved from Daddy's handsome form to Mommy. She really was beautiful. Standing there in her bikini, She just had a boob job a few months ago and I had to admit it was a nice addition but Daddy and her had argued a lot before he finally wrote out a check. Still those big tits did make her look sexy as hell. Something a lot of other men noticed as well not to mention her sweet daughter.
My mother had the darkest of curls that framed her heart shape face and while she seemed so warm and loving to others, Daddy and I knew how she really was. She could be nasty and hateful. Her voice pulled me out of my thoughts, "Danielle, come out of the sun, we don't want your skin to be ruined and how many times have I told you to not wear that suit. You don’t even have enough to fill it up.” She and her friends laughed. I felt my face flush hot from embarrassment and I looked up to Daddy. I saw His gentle smile and nod, telling me what I already knew. Daddy loved me more.
My face stung with embarrassment as I slipped into my room. I tugged angrily at the strings of the bathing suit top. I moved to stand before the mirror, my eyes examining my body so full of promise. My breasts were not as big as Mommy's but they were growing and were enough to fill daddy’s hands. My body began to tingle like it always did when I let my thoughts go this direction. I slid my small fingers up and cupped my boobs. They were so firm and budding. I watched as the light pink nipples so tiny peaked and I knew daddy would enjoy wrapping his lips around them. I plucked at the tiny buds absently and let my gaze flow downward. Kicking away the tiny bottoms of the bathing suit I grunted in despair. My pussy didn't have hair like mommy's pussy did. I smiled. I had seen how daddy had looked at me those few times when I had come from the bathroom after a shower and let the towel fall from my body. I had seen pictures he looked at on the internet and almost always the girls he liked have completely shaven pussies. I knew he would love my smooth pussy. Now I just had to make him want it. Want it more than mommy’s hairy pussy. I slowly slid my hands down my flat belly. I pushed my fingers between those silky lips. I could feel the heat and moisture. I ached to have daddy thrusting into me taking my cherry. He was the only man I wanted to make me a real woman, like mommy. I was rich little bitch and spoiled. I would get what I wanted and mommy would be at my mercy. I hated the way she treated my daddy and soon, very soon, she would be completely unable to do anything about what I had planned.
Spinning away from the mirror I dug in my closet and found a sundress. Leaving everything else off I flopped on my bed and let the gentle rocking motion of the yacht soothe away Mommy's annoyances. I had to have a plan. Somehow, I had to get Daddy to notice me, but would he ever really see me as long as Mommy was bossing Him around and flashing those silicone tits at Him. I sighed and rolled over.
