I remember it like it was yesterday. My name is Sara. The shower was always my favorite place to relax and enjoy myself after I got home from school. I was getting used to my body and the effects it had on my male counter-parts. I won't lie; I was a fairly attractive girl, dark brown hair that extended about halfway down my back, tan, blue eyes, a B-cup, and quite a tight little bottom. It was my senior year and I was 18 but didn't have a car. I would sit on the loud, yellow, roaring bus and picture myself standing under the warm spray of water, running my hands down my gentle teen curves. My day at school was always so stressful and the shower seemed to be own little safe haven.
When I got home on the day in question I laid my backpack down in front of the door to my room and immediately ran down the hall to my bathroom. "Mom. Dad. I'm getting in the shower," I yelled out as I began removing the white shirt they required us to wear as uniforms. My young perky tits fell as I pulled the shirt over my head. "Your mom won't be with us tonight honey," I heard my father yell from downstairs. "She's working late at the office." This was no big deal. She was a very busy woman, working for a large law firm, which usually handled cases for government figures. I finished undressing, sliding down my plaid skirt, stockings, and taking off my white cotton bra and panties, and climbed into the warm gentle shower.
I enjoyed touching myself when I was in the shower and today was no exception. I closed my eyes and placed my small fingertip on the top of my clit and rubbed it gently. I lifted my other hand and gently messaged my right breast. The feelings I got standing the shower with the warm water flowing down my back and my soft hands moving over my very sensitive clit and small pink nipples was indescribable. It was almost an out of body experience. I didn't know where I was or what was going on around me. Only that my pussy was soaking and I wanted a cock more than anything. I was a virgin so I didn't exactly know what it felt like but I knew it was what I wanted. I wanted someone to walk in and take me over. With my eyes closed I imagined a man standing behind me and grasping me by the hips. I leaned against the shower wall in front of me and slid a finger into my soaked, shaved pussy and a deep moan escaped my lips. My hair was soaked and covering my face.
At that instant I heard my bathroom door shut. I jumped, startled, and opened my eyes. My father was standing in the middle of my bathroom.
"Is everything okay in here," he asked. "I was walking by your bathroom and heard some strange noises."
I opened the shower curtain and poked my upper body out of the shower. "No, everything's fine," I explained vaguely. Even I noticed the shaky hesitation in my voice. I also noticed my father staring at my breasts and the large mound growing in his pants. I didn't know what to think at first. It was my own father. But then the image of someone grabbing my waste from behind and pounding their thick cock into me flashed in my head and I knew exactly what I wanted to do.
I pulled open the shower curtain and smiled at my father as I stood in front of him completely naked and soaking wet. My damp hair fell over my breasts and water dripped off the small, tight lips of my virgin pussy. I turned off the water and stepped out of the tub towards my daddy who was standing in shock. He swallowed hard and began to unbuttoned his shirt. I shook my finger at him as a way of saying "tsk tsk."
"I have to do that, silly. You wouldn't want to come onto your own daughter; would you? Let me seduce you," I said softly and his shaky head nodded nervously.
I pushed my wet body up against him and slowly unbuttoned his blue shirt, kissing down his chest as I did. I heard his breathing grow heavier and he started running his fingers through my dripping wet hair. I unfastened his belt and pulled off his khaki pants and blue-green boxer shorts. I was now on my knees on the bathroom floor with my father's hard member in my face. I placed my hands at the base of his dick and wrapped my gently lips around his head, looking at him to gauge his reaction. He smiled and through his head back in enjoyment. This made me giggle. I closed my eyes and focused harder on what I was doing. I had never given anyone head before so I was glad I was doing a good job and that he was enjoying it so much. I tired taking it deep, like I had seen on various pictures on the internet, but gagged. I pulled my mouth away from him and looked up embarrassed.