Daddy's Girl

Where to start. This morning I suppose.
Like a thousand mornings before, I entered his bedroom, lifted the duvet and took hold of his cock. Sucking it in, he quickly became erect and once he did, I mounted his cock, put his hands on my breasts and rode my father until my urges were satisfied and he'd cum deep inside my pussy.

Mother left us to start a life with her lover. Dad was hurt, but I was angry and frustrated he wasn't.
I'd hear him masturbating often and wonder why my mother didn't want him sexually.
I grew a little older and my fascination with my fathers sexual habits, became my own. I'd masturbate when I knew he was. That became from my point of view, like he was pleasuring me. And ultimately I wanted him to.

Even though I tried earlier, nothing happened between us. He told me it was wrong, but I always saw his erection in his shorts. And it looked big.
Sixteen and three quarters, that's how old I was. How long I'd waited to enjoy him taking me. But in the end it was me who took him.

He'd gotten home semi drunk. He hardy drank, so the few beers he had at his Christmas party at work was enough to make him extremely merry. And I took advantage.
Removing his soaking wet clothes from walking home in the rain, I didn't stop until I'd removed his boxers. He protested, but I can be quite persistent.
And that was the first time I saw his cock.

Mother didn't leave my dad because of his cock size. She left because he's working class and her new man (Who she's still with) is worth a lot of money.

Not giving my father a chance to say no, I bobbed my head down and sucked in his already growing cock. It was beautiful, amazing and I just did as I'd done with my boyfriend many times before.
Only my boyfriend's cock wasn't anywhere near as big or as thick.
I did struggle at first, but once I got used to its size and my father stopped trying to move me away, I really began to enjoy giving my daddy a blow job. And it wasn't long before he put his hands on my head and began pushing his cock deeper in my mouth.

Gripping my long brunette hair, daddy took a little control and I felt my pussy tremble with lust and anticipation. And when I become that sexualised, there's no stopping my urges and needs. Lifting off his cock, I looked into his eyes and there was only love, lust and a sense of finally giving in.
It had taken a long time and lots of flirting, flashing and teasing to get to where I was three and a bit years ago.
I'd wanted him inside of me for so long. Masturbated countless times thinking of my daddy fucking me, and there was his gorgeous cock stood erect and pulsing in front of me.

Just like this morning, I took hold of his cock, stroked it with one hand as I removed my knickers with the other. Not once did we take our eyes off of each other and the lust was flowing through him by then.
I'd only had on my knickers and a t shirt for bed. But had waiting downstairs for him to get home, sat under my duvet I'd dragged from my bed.
Putting my legs over his, he did say we shouldn't, but he held my hips and helped guide his cock to my pussy opening.

Looking down on him, I sank down quickly and his cock felt so big as it penetrated me. The moment his cock filled my vagina, I knew we'd never stop being lovers.
The sex was so full of passionate energy and also relief. Relief that after so long wanting to feel his cock deep inside of me, I was finally being fucked by the man I loved most in the world.
Every part of me wanted him inside and over the next twenty minutes as I rode his cock first, then him fucking me doggy style from behind, I couldn't stop orgasming.
Leaning right over me, thrusting so hard up my pussy, his groans got louder and I heard him saying he was cumming.
I didn't want him to pull out, so I reached back and pulled him harder back into my love hole.
His cock erupted deep inside of me and I came myself again.
It was beautiful, wonderful and so much more than I'd ever imagined.

We collapsed together on the sofa, then with him telling me how much he loved me, I kissed my father as a lover.
Even though we'd just had sex, I didn't want to sleep in his bed. I'm not sure why, but it didn't seem right, which given we'd just had sex might appear strange.
We didn't have sex again for nearly a fortnight. My father felt guilty and I had my monthly, but I was desperate to feel him inside of me again.
So one evening as he showered, I joined him. It was different to our first time, not only because of where we fucked, but also how we fucked. There was still lots of love shown both ways, but the sex became more carnal, dirtier and asking me about birth control, I took my daddy's cock up my arsehole.
He wanted to make sure I couldn't get pregnant and fucking my arsehole was definitely one way to ensure that.
Plus I'd always wanted to experience anal sex. And to my great joy, I absolutely loved it. So much so, I orgasm multiple times as my daddy fucked me with the water spraying over us both.

From then on, every single day we've had sex. I cannot get enough of my daddy fucking my mouth, pussy and arsehole. You could say I'm a bit of a nymphomaniac. Or you could just understand I'm definitely daddy's girl.
We still sleep separately and both enjoy our own bed space. Occasionally I will fall asleep after sex. But invariably ill go to my room once I wake up, or after my father hard on wakes me up.

Don't you just love waking up to a hard thick cock, knowing the man you're with, loves everything about you.
Love you daddy.