Terri's Diary, Page 2
August 16, 2001
Dear Diary
It has been a couple of weeks since I have made an entry into this journal. My entire world has changed since my Master has come into my life. Sometimes he goes for days without calling and I patiently wait by the phone wanting to hear his voice, but I have to wait. I long to call him and tell him I need him but he has instructed me not to do this, so I wait. Then there is you daddy, just a few feet down the hallway, a grown man, a man who has needs, a man who has done everything he can for me since the day I was born. I think about you always daddy and it hurts so bad not to be able to touch you, to caress you, to give myself to you completely. It is hard daddy, needing someone when you are in the room down the hall, sleeping there alone and so virile and sexy.
I heard you come into the house last night. I was in the shower and had just turned off the water after going through my usual routine of removing all unwanted body hair and watched as it washed down the drain. I trimmed my blonde pubic hair, shaving the outer part of my pussy until it was a nice v-shape, leaving just enough hair to cover the pink lips of my pussy. I stepped out of the shower and I heard you walk through the house and put your things in the kitchen. I picked up my towel and stepped up to the mirror, water dripping from my young body, a body that longed to be touched by a man, by you daddy. The tingling sensation was intense as I rubbed the soft cloth across my body; a tingling that felt like a million needles piercing my skin like my need to be touched by you pierces my soul.
"Terri, are you home?" I heard you holler out. I wanted to tell you that I was in the bathroom and I was yours for the taking but I did not. "Terri," you called out once more. I heard you come down the hall and walk toward the bathroom door. My heart was racing a million miles an hour. When your hand touched the doorknob, I dropped my towel to the floor and was standing there completely nude. It seemed like the knob was in slow motion as I watched it turn and you pushed it open. "Terri?" you asked again as you walked through the door.
"DADDY," I exclaimed as my heart's desire entered the room.
"Oh SHIT!" I heard you say as you tried to turn your face from my nudity. "I'm so sorry Terri," you said as I reached down and picked up the towel, pretending like I was embarrassed and didn't want you to look at me. I bent over and picked up the towel and put it up against me, covering my breasts and letting it dangle in front of the blonde patch between my legs.
"It's ok daddy," I said. I slowly turned around hoping that you would look up and you would get a view of my round little bottom. I pulled the towel away and put it across my back so I would not be too obvious. "I'm covered now daddy," I said as I stood in front of the full-length mirror with the towel open.
"I'm so sorry baby."
"I said it's ok daddy. Two grown people in the house and one bathroom, it is bound to happen once in a while."
You looked up and turned your eyes toward me. I watched you and just as I expected, you looked into the mirror and could see the reflection of my breasts, my hard nipples jutting out from my chest. You turned your head down once again like a good daddy. "I was just going to tell you that I am gong to go lay down for a while."
I pulled the towel from my shoulders and put it under my arms and wrapped it around myself, tucking it neatly between my breasts. My nipples were erect and sensitive and I felt my body start to respond to the heat of the moment. I turned around and walked toward you as you stood there trying so hard not to look at me. You looked so embarrassed standing there with your "little" girl wrapped up like a Christmas present. I walked up to you and put my arms around you and gave you a big hug. "Are you ok daddy?"
"I'm fine kitten, just a little tired is all. It has been hell down at the factory. I am just so tired." I pulled you tight to me and put my head on your shoulder. I kept my head against you taking in your scent. I always loved the way you smell when you come home, I love the smell of your sweat mixed with the smells of your work.
"I just worry so much about you daddy, you work so hard to give me all the things I need and most of the things I want." I felt your arms go around and give me that familiar squeeze that you have given me all my life. I felt your body press against mine and at that moment, I was in heaven in my daddy's arms.
"I'm ok Terri, really."
You gave me a kiss on the forehead like you always do and I pressed my lips against your cheek as you released me from your grip. I stood there in silence as the most handsome man in my life walked through the door and shut it behind him.
"Shit!" I said as the door shut. I picked up my dirty clothes and put them in the hamper and then walked down the hall to my bedroom. I heard you go into the bathroom and turn on the shower. I hadn't shut the door yet so I walked back down the hall and as soon as I heard the shower door close I quietly turned the handle and opened it just a little, enough that I could see your silhouette through the opaque doors. I watched the outline of your body, watched as you lathered yourself up. I felt that familiar moistness between my legs, that feeling that I always get when I think about you but this time I was getting it because I was peeping on you.
The water shut off and you pulled the towel from the top of the stall and started to slide the door open. You had the towel in front of you and I tried to get a look at your penis but I could not. You held it in front of you and then you walked over to the sink. I did not get a look at your manhood but I have to admit daddy, you have gorgeous buns. You finished drying off and wrapped the towel around your lower half and as you were turning around, I rushed to my room, trying not to make any noise at all.
Once in my room, I pulled the drawer open and dug around in the top drawer. I was looking, searching, trying so hard to find it. "Where is it?" I murmured to myself. "Aah, here it is." It is one of the few things that my mom didn't take with her when she left us. It was something that had kept me company all these nights that my Master couldn't be here with me. It was her dildo daddy. That's right, I found it in the dresser after she left. I took it to my room and hid it and I have to tell you, it is a very nice dildo indeed. It is not huge, it is about 8 inches long, flesh colored and it is looks so lifelike. I walked over to the bed and lay down on the covers. I propped my head up on the pillow and pulled the towel open that I had been covering myself with. I ran the dildo across my cheek and closed my eyes, imagining it was a real cock, thinking of a man being attached to it. I moved the rubber dick across my cheeks to my lips. I opened my lips slightly and stuck out my tongue and then I opened my mouth a little more and inserted the head. After a minute of pretending like it was a real cock, I realized that it wasn't going to do it for me. Damn, I needed relief so badly. What was I going to do?
Suddenly it dawned on me. I'd call Amanda. She's such a little slut and I knew that she could tell me some really nasty experiences that she had had with boys and her stories always get me excited. I raised up a little and reached over and pushed the button on my speakerphone. I waited for the dial tone but it did not come so I got ready to hang it up and try again. Before I could push the off button, I realized that daddy was using the phone in the other room.
"Hi baby, what are you doing tonight?" I heard him say.
"Just laying here thinking about having your gorgeous body next to mine," a female voice said. A female voice?????? Who was the voice on the other end? I didn't recognize it. Was daddy seeing someone on the side and he hadn't told me about it? "What are you doing big boy?" she asked.
"Oh you know me baby, just laying here with my cock in my hand, thinking about what I would be doing if I were there with you."
"Oh you naughty boy," she said in a sexy voice."Are you stroking it?"
"You know it sexy." You laughed kind of a naughty laugh, a laugh that I had never heard come from you before.
"So what'll it be tonight?"
Tonight? As in this has gone on before? What was going on here, who was he talking to?
"Hmmmm. Not sure, but for $2.49 a minute, it had better be a good fantasy."
$2.49 a minute? What was happening? Oh my god, no, it can't be. You were having phone sex daddy. I was listening to you have phone sex!!
