Walking down the hallway, fresh out of the shower, She started having second thoughts. She wondered if it was such a good idea to try to seduce her Dad. She'd been flirting, and teasing him for weeks. And now, walking down the hallway, soaking wet and wrapped in a towel, she was really starting to consider that she might actually fuck her Dad. With every step, her legs got weaker. And her pussy got wetter.
She stepped into his room. The door was open so she didn't bother knocking. He was at his desk, doing some last minute stuff for work. "Hi Daddy" she said in a sing-songy voice. He turned his head and looked at her. After a quick moment of him eyeing her towel covered body, he smiled. His smile immediately melted her, and all her second thoughts evaporated.
"Hey there, cupcake." He said cheerfully. "Have a good shower?"
She hesitated for a moment as she recalled herself in the shower only 10 minutes about, furiously fingering herself through two orgasms. She smirked. "It was really good Dad."
"Good. So do you have any plans for tonight?" She could see him shift in his chair uncomfortably. After teasing him so much, having her standing in his room almost naked might have been getting to him. "Your Mom wont be home till late. We could order out, or we could..." She couldn't even hear him. His voice echoed in her mind but she couldn't hear the words. Her breathing was getting heavy, and she couldn't wait any longer.
In the middle of his sentence she released the towel that shielded her naked body, allowing it to unwrap from around her and fall to the floor.
He sat there, unable to finish his sentence. He looked at her for what felt like forever, but was really only a couple seconds. Her skin burned everywhere his eyes wandered, and her pussy dripped. He snapped out of his shock and confusion, slamming his eyes shut. "Jesus Marie. Put your towel back on!" He shifted in his chair again.
Her throat was dry as she spoke back to him. "No, Daddy. I need this."
"You need this? Need what?" He asked, his voice flustered.
"I need you to look at me, Dad." Her voice was unsteady as she spilled everything. "All the flirting, and the teasing. Did you think I didn't know I was doing it?" His hand dropped, and he looked at her. His eyes didn't wander, they met mine and were fixated there. "I've seen how you look at me, and it makes me wet, Dad. When I'm alone, I think of you. When I'm with my boyfriend, I think of you. I hear you fuck Mom sometimes, and I imagine myself in Moms place." Her composure began to unravel the more she spoke. Her voice was a nervous mess. "I'm giving myself to you, Dad. Please..."
He leaned back in his chair, looking her in the eyes for a long while before they began to linger down her body. She watched as he drank in every inch and curve. Her face went red as he stared intently at my body. She blushed more when I noticed he wasn't trying to hide the growing erection in his pants. The silence was deafening when he finally spoke, his voice unsure. "Are you sure this is what you want?"
She bit her lip, and nodded confidently.
He slowly reached for the zipper of his slacks. Her spine shivered as she watched him slide it down. "Your mother can never know about this..." She smiled, almost crying, as she agreed. He reached in, and grabbed his cock, pulling it out. It stood proudly, straight up out of his pants. Her once dry mouth was now watering in anticipation. She stepped forward, kneeling down in front of him. Locking eyes with him, he gave me a reassuring smile. "I never thought this would happen..."
"I did." she said as she reached forward and took his cock in her quivering hand.
He moaned as her fingers wrapped around him. "I don't want this to change anything. You still mean everything to me, cupcake." Her pussy tingled. He still used the petname he gave to her when she was little, even while she was touching his cock. She kept her eyes on his and smiled wide.
"I love you too, Dad." she said as she leaned forward and wrapped her lips around him