My real father died when I was little. My parents had two kids, with one on the way. My mother met a wonderful man who she later married. They since have added three more kids to the family.
Gary was six years younger than my mom was. It took her awhile to get used to dating someone that much younger than herself. He stayed with her throughout the rest of her pregnancy and they were finally married two years after Samantha was born.
I got up early just so I could take a long shower without anyone bothering me. I made a special effort not to wake anyone. In a family of six kids, it was always hard to get a shower with hot water. One had to be quick in order to get anything.
I was enjoying my shower when I heard the door open, and heard a familiar voice.
'I just need to pee, Honey.'
I stepped back from the gushing water as I heard the sound of my dad's bladder being emptied. Then the flushing sound of the toilet, quickly changing the temperature of the water.
I had seen his naked reflection through the glass doors of the shower. He was built very well for a thirty-three year old man. He stood over six feet and was well muscled. His short brown hair had no signs of gray. He had shaven his chest to make his muscles appear larger. When he turned away from the toilet, I could see his large cock. To my surprise, he had no pubic hair. The rod was partially erect, from either fucking mom; seeing my wet, naked body; or from dreaming of fucking some young, tight asshole or pussy.
Damn, I wanted to touch it. There were lots of times I would watch him as he worked in the yard or on the car and see a bulge in his pants. The times I used to sit on his lap I could fill his cock start to swell and he would go off into the bedroom for awhile, or go into the shower.
I opened the shower door. The water beading on my skin. My long blonde hair slicked back. My nipples were hard and erected, as was his cock.
I liked his reaction of seeing his naked daughter. His cock started to get harder and he tried to hide it with his hands. He looked me up and down, licking his lips. His brown eyes, bright with lust.
'Need a shower, Daddy?'
I knew it was probably wrong to want him. Even though he wasn't my biological father, he still adopted my brother, sister and me. That made him our legal father. But I was eighteen today and I wanted my daddy's cock. I wanted him in my wet hole; to ram his rod into my cunt. I wanted to fill his creamy load shoot through me. I wanted to taste it and have him taste my sweet juices. I wanted him to fuck my ass because I knew he wanted it. I had known for some time that my mother didn't enjoy such things and when he wanted it, he had to go find a whore that would give it to him. Today, I wanted to be that whore.
We would be discreet. He was off from work today and I was given permission to stay home since it was my birthday. My mom would be at work and my brothers and sisters would be at school. This would be a fantastic opportunity for this. I wanted him to fuck me. I needed that huge cock in me.
He was speechless. Still staring, I could see his throbbing rod starting to stand at attention.
'I know you want it too, Daddy. I know that you like a tight ass. I want you to fuck my ass, Daddy. I want you to fuck me today. We have the whole day. Mom won't be home until 5:30, Austin won't be here until 7, and the others will not get home until 3. We have most of the day.'
I stepped out of the shower and knelt before him. Taking his ten inched fucking machine in both hands, I took my tongue and started making little circle motions on his cockhead. I stroked his shaft and started to suck on the swollen head. He put his hands on my head, gently pushing me away.
'I can't do this, Baby.'
'But I want you, Daddy. I left the door unlocked for you.'
'Dammit, Baby, I want you too. I wanted you for a long time. You drive me insane.'
I smiled up at him, thinking he would let me take his member into my mouth again. He gently but firmly pushed me aside and left the bathroom. I heard him as he relieved himself using my mother. I got him hot and he goes and fucks someone else.
I went to my room and locked my door. After drying off, I laid down on the bed and started masturbating, thinking of my daddy fucking me. I wasn't a virgin and I was on the pill, but maybe he didn't know that. That must be it, I thought. He thinks I'm still a virgin and I have no protection.
I was putting four fingers in and out of my wet cunt, dreaming of my daddy's fine and beautiful cock. He must shave for mom, I figured. I wanted to feel his smooth gun ramming into me, and his cum-filled balls slapping me with each thrust.
I wanted him so bad that I didn't even go downstairs for breakfast. I wanted to stay in my room and plan.
I went to his bedroom and got an old shirt of his and put it on. It was so big it came down to my knees. It was blue and faded and had a few buttons missing. I kept the top three buttons loose, showing my cleavage. I purposely didn't put my panties on. I combed my long blonde hair into a high ponytail so that he could grab it while I sucked him.
I waited until everyone else had left, then went downstairs.