I loved the way my new father treated me when he first married my mom.

He always took time to hang out with me and help with my home work. He was always showing me affection and God knows I needed it. The funny thing was that the more beer he drank, the more friendly he was.

I was really into Mario Brothers cart video game. One weekend, I saw a console game system with that game at the mall. I had to have that. He agreed. He said that for me to use it, I had to do all my chores and be really good. I could only use it for an hour before bed but only with him. Of course I said yes, I'd never ask for anything ever again!

Well the first time I used it, it went wonderful. He helped me connect the game and watched me play for an hour. I messed up when I tried to save the game, but he said it was okay. Next time, he would help me more.
Well the next night, all day long, I couldn't wait for night to come. I had my mind set on what I wanted to do.
I hurried and ate, cleaned up my room, took my shower, brushed my teeth and put on my nighty.

I told him I was ready and was jumping up and down. Mom was heading to her room for her shower and to watch TV before bed. She said goodnight, sweetie. Don't stay up too late with daddy.

As she left, he sat down on his special chair with me on his lap. Me in my nightgown and him in his pajamas. He was on his second beer. I was leaning forward with the controller in hand. I was excited and so happy that I was bouncing. I don't know if everything would have happened the way it did if I hadn't bounced so much. I keep wondering about that.

Well after about ten minutes I feel his hands on both of my little hips. Not firmly, but just soft. It was like he was coaxing me to continue to bounce but pushing a little so I was leaning a bit forward. It was getting uncomfortable cause my tailbone was hurting a bit so I sat back. I immediately felt a hard bulge on my rear so I lifted up off his lap and pushed pause. He took a big swallow of his beer and said, "keep going. I want to see you win before you go to bed". I told him I needed to sit on something soft. He said to stand up. He got up behind me and I heard him rearranging himself. He was breathing funny.

I didn't know what was going on, but he was getting kind of quiet. He usually had nice things to say. When he picked me up and sat me on his lap, it was much more comfortable. There was no hard bumps and my game was back on.
He was rubbing my back and adjusting my nighty. He said I was going to wrinkle if he didn't fix it. Mom would not like that. With the fabric pulled back, I could feel his bare legs against mine. I said hey, your pajamas bottoms are gone. He said that the pants were making his lap, lumpy and not worry, he still had his boxers on. They were shorts anyway.

After another twenty minutes go by, his hands started lightly rubbing my sides. I kind of giggle. Hey, stop it, your going to make me lose. He started tickling me at that point. Making me squirm. As my legs came together, I found the missing bulge. I heard him quietly moan. I almost said sorry, daddy. I kept playing the game even though I was not paying any attention.

He cracked another beer open and chugged another big gulp. He was telling me about how great I was and how lucky I was to have this game. My legs were locked now. It was a reflex, but my thighs together were wedging his package together and against my thin panties. Slowly, he shifted his hips. This made me almost tip backwards. That made me squeeze my thighs a little tighter. He steadied me again with his hands. I noticed that he started bouncing his knees in a nervous way that made my bottom rise and drop. It was light at first but got more intense.

I couldn't really understand what was happening, but I could feel the heat rising from his thighs and my bottom. I didn't know that boxers had openings that were easily accessible, but I felt his hot, hard fleshy thing growing with every "bump". It was swelling and pressing harder against my little crotch. Inadvertently, my legs and little pussy were contracting together. Trapping his member in my private parts.

I think he lost himself at this point, cause I felt his hands slide under my nighty and slide to my sides. He pulls me back to his chest and begins to thrust. Then his hands are on my thighs lifting me and lowering me. I drop the controller to the ground. I hear him say - shit. and then he's grabbing for himself and pushing me off. He says for me to wait here and then he heads out of the room. I was left to put things away. I was kind of shocked and very confused. I walked over to the bathroom. The door was opened a bit and the lights were off. He was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed and his hand was on his thing. He was trying to catch his breath. I called to him, but he shouted for me to go to bed. He was feeling sick from the beer he drank. Sleep tight.

Before tucking myself to bed, I changed my clothes cause my new dad left a mess on my sleeping clothes. This kind of thing has never happened again and we have never talked about it. I sometimes wish he would let me sit on his lap, now but I may have an instant orgasm.