My name is Amber Walters. I am 19 years old. I am in my second year of college. I have been coming home a little more often than I did last year, and probably will now come home even more often. This is my story.
I opened the door to my home after my two hour drive, from college. My dad was just inside, arms open. I ran to him and hugged him, and He hugged me back.
"It's so good to see you, Amber." He said
"You too, Daddy!" I said smiling.
I smell the aroma coming from the kitchen. "Is that your barbecue?" I say smiling wider.
Daddy Smiles back "Sure is, I know it's your favorite."
My dad is almost famous for his barbecue. It IS my favorite
"When is it gonna be ready? I want to shower, if I have time."
"Sure, there is plenty of time...Unless you have something planned?"
"Nope, I'm here all weekend" What few friends I had in school have since moved off.
I go upstairs and take my shower then come down in my baggy shorts and tee-shirt. I find my dad in the kitchen pulling fries out of the deep fryer, putting them on a plate with barbecue sandwiches. He turns and sees me and smiles. "Perfect timing" he says and hands me a plate.
We eat, as usual, in mostly silence. We chat a bit about college and my dad's law practice that he works at out of our house.
I eat until I am full. I start to yawn uncontrollably.
"I think I will go to bed, Daddy. I am exhausted." I say
"OK. I am going to watch some TV in the den." Daddy gets up and kisses my cheek. "Goodnight, Amber."
"Goodnight, Daddy"
I go upstairs, dress in a t-shirt and panties, go to bed and fall almost instantly asleep. Around Midnight I wake up thirsty and go downstairs to get a drink. I see the den light still on and think my daddy has fallen asleep. I open the door slightly and the TV is not on, but I hear Daddy mumbling. I realized he wasn't mumbling but moaning. I opened the door a bit more and realized that my daddy was masturbating.
I smiled and started closing the door and heard daddy saying "Oh, yes, Amber. Your pussy looks so beautiful. Come over here and slide my cock inside you. Mmm, yes."
I was shocked at what I heard. Was my daddy jerking off thinking about me? Surely not. I heard his moans getting faster and louder. "Oh yesss". I knew daddy had cum, and I quietly closed the door and made my way back upstairs to my room.
I laid on the bed thinking. Was he really fantasizing about having sex with me? I kept hearing him say my name, then haring him moaning when he finished. The more I thought about it, the more turned on I got. I slipped my hand into my panties and rubbed my clit. Then slipped my finger inside myself. Thinking about my daddy jerking about me I brought myself to an orgasm quickly. I fell asleep with my hand still inside my panties.
Friday morning I woke and thought how silly it was for me to think my daffy was jerking thinking bout me. I had to have been someone else named Amber that he was thinking about. I went to wash up from my own self pleasure from the night before. When I was finished I smelled breakfast cooking.
Intending to workout this morning, I slipped on my workout tights and sports bra and went downstairs. Daddy was cooking eggs, sausage and toast. I stopped just inside the kitchen and looked at him. My daddy is a very handsome man. He has no visible fat, very fit. He works out almost daily. I move in behind him and hug him from behind. "Oh, good morning!" He says.
"Morning, Daddy. Breakfast smells good."
"Its almost ready, grab a couple of plates."
Daddy scoops the eggs and sausage onto the plates and I take them to the table while he gets the orange juice. He looks at me, "Oh, I was planning to workout too, after breakfast."
"Mind if I join you?" I reply
"Not at all."
We eat in almost silence again. We clean the dishes. I still have a slightly nagging feeling that he was thinking about me last night. He shown no signs of staring at me, even though my tights are, shall I say, very revealing.
In the workout room, I jog on the treadmill while Daddy uses the weigh machine. Daddy always keep this room colder than any other in the house. My nipples get very hard from the workout and the cold. They are visible through my sports bra. I watch Daddy bench press with the weight machine. He never looks my way. I figure it is just my crazy imagination that he was fantasizing about ME.
Our workout lasts a couple of hours using various machines. I too workout a lot so am used to long sessions.
Afterward we go upstairs and I shower in the community bath, and daddy uses the master bath for his shower.
The rest of the day is mostly uneventful. We eat lunch, watch a couple of movies, have dinner, then bedtime.
A bit before Midnight, again, I sneak downstairs. I see the den light on and quietly open the door. I see my daddy sitting with his back to the door. Again, I hear daddy mumbling and moaning.
I know he is just starting.
"Oh Amber!" I hear him say in a moaning whisper.
I listen more closely. "You look so good in those tights and sport bra. I could see your little cameltoe and nipples." I knew then that my daddy was fantasizing about me
"Was that the outline of a thong I saw from behind? I think it was." I was wearing a thong.
"Come here and let Daddy feel your sweet pussy. Oh your already wet? Mmm. Here lets take those off. Now Let Daddy slip his cock inside you. Oh yes, baby, that feels so good."
