I woke up with a smile on my face. Then I remembered yesterday and my smile turned to a frown. My dad had asked me to dress up for him in some of the new lingerie he’d bought me for going away to college. When I’d come back, dressed in a transparent push-up teddy a guy had been there. His name was Dave. Daddy had watched Dave fuck me while he was watching and stroking himself. I’d given Dave a blowjob and I’d been eaten by him and in the end daddy ordered Dave to fuck me doggie style so that I could suck daddy’s cock and make him cum. It had all been very erotic and I’d cum harder than I’d imagined possible.
At the end of the day daddy told me to get rest cause he had some other friend who wanted to meet me today. There was no doubt in my mind what this friend wanted to do with me. I felt a tingle in my pussy as I thought about it. Was that right? Wasn’t I supposed to feel disgusted that my daddy wanted to watch me fuck middle-aged guys? Was there something wrong with me since it turned me on? I’d fantasised about having an older lover for a long time, but I’d always thought it would be one of those things I’d try when I went to college. That seemed like a good time to go get myself a sugar daddy and extend my sexual experience before I started looking for someone to settle down with.
There was a light knock on the door and daddy walked in. He was wearing his robe and he carried a tray with a cup of coffee and a couple of slices of toast.
“Good morning, sweetheart,” he said with a smile. “How’s daddy’s little princess today?”
He hadn’t called me his little princess since I was 8. Was he regretting yesterday?
“I’m fine, daddy,” I smiled back at him.
“Did you enjoy my surprise last night?”
“Yes, I did, daddy.”
“I’m glad, baby. You made daddy so happy last night. I was so proud of you.”
Was he talking about me fucking his friend or getting a full scholarship to go to college?
“And then you sucked me off with that sweet mouth,” daddy continued. “It was wonderful.”
I smiled at him and moved to sit up so that I could eat my breakfast. The sheet that had been covering me fell down and revealed my tits. I moved to cover them again, but daddy stopped me.
“No, baby, don’t cover your tits. They’re wonderful to look at.”
“Why yesterday, daddy?” I had to know.
“Oh, I’ve been getting requests for you for a couple of years, but I wanted you to be legal and lose your virginity on your own terms first. Then when your mom said she’d found semen stains a couple of weeks ago I realised that I just had to wait for the first available opportunity for your mom to be out of town.”
“Is that why you and not mom took me lingerie shopping?”
“Smart girl.”
“What if I’d said no?”
“I knew you wouldn’t.”
“How?”
“I know you’ve been getting into my stash of porn for years now and you seemed particularly fond of the material where older guys fucked girls your age. It made sense that you’d jump at the opportunity to try it yourself.”
“How did you know it was me and not Robert?” Wouldn’t dads assume it was their sons who were borrowing their porn?
“Your brother be interested in straight porn? That’d be the day!”
“You knew Robert’s gay?” My brother hadn’t told anyone but me.
“Your mom might be able to convince herself that Robert’s just a bit sensitive, but I’ve known he was gay since he was 15. Why do you think I sided with him against your mom when he wanted to go to New York? I knew he wouldn’t be able to be himself if he stayed here.”