Daddy's Perfect Little Girl

I twiddled with the hem of my oversized shirt nervously as I stood right outside Daddy's office. I was doing this. I wanted to be doing this.

I couldn't believe I was gonna do this.

Ever since I'd turned 18 halfway through the summer, things had started to change for me. I'd never really been into guys. They could be pretty, yeah, but I didn't really want them anywhere near me, you know? But lately...My hand slipped under my shirt to gently brush my bare, well groomed cunt. I twitched at the light touch. Lately, I've been... wanting things.

Naturally, I turned to the internet to figure out what the hell was going on with my body. Why it was so hot and sensitive all the time, why I found myself thinking about all the things that could happen to me, and how it might feel.

Horny was the internet's answer.

Porn was fascinating, I discovered, but it didn't really do much for me. Not normal sex, not comics, not milfs, not teachers, not BDSM. I was a little disappointed about that one I found. It looked so erotic, but no matter how much i thought about it, my body only got more desperate. It wasn't till one night when the actor was a much older man with salty grey hair was fucking a young blond girl screaming for 'daddy to use her', did my pussy finally jump into action. It shuddered through my first little orgasm on clumsy little fingers thinking about a fathers cock lodged deep in his innocent daughters pussy, fucking her senseless. Gasping for breath but with my mind already whirring on how to make the next orgasm even better, I had the delightful and horrifying realization:

I wanted to Fuck my Father.

I could have picked worse I suppose. My father was a businessman, a devout husband, and incredibly well built. He'd given me, my mother, and my brother a good life. Sent us to good schools, gotten us good gifts, taught us the value of discipline and determination. Despite his sharp features and dazzling blue eyes, he'd never strayed from loving my mother, even when she strayed from him.

As the kids had gotten older, she'd gotten more distant, spending more time off in different countries shopping and having a grand old time doing who knows what while dad stayed home and worked.

That was part of the reason I asked to spend my summer holiday at home instead of traveling around. It didn't sit right with me that he was in that big house all by himself. That and I wanted to spend my 18th birthday with him.

And then all this desire happened.

I wasn't all that bad looking myself. I was shapely. I'd been told that since I started developing at 12. Shapely and proportional. A nice face, decently endowed bust, a tapered waist that flared out into a nice, round ass and long, flexible legs. I kept my dark hair long and it's gentle curl framed my honey brown eyes well enough, I thought.

Which brings me to this moment. Me standing outside my fathers office in nothing but an oversized night shirt, fingers sloshing through my wet pussy lips as I listened to my father talk on his meeting. The gentle hum of his voice buzzed over my skin, making each touch feel like electricity. God I wanted him so bad. It was time to enact the final step of The Plan.

I'd come up with it after another night of 'research'. I couldn't just come out and tell my dad I wanted him to fuck me sensless and make me his little cockwarming, mindless whore. He'd freak and sit me down to have a whole conversation about it which was the last thing I wanted. The moment he got talking it was all over. I had to warm him up to it, had to get him as hot and bothered as I was about him so that when an opportunity presented itself, he simply couldn't say no.

I started with my clothes. I purposefully started wearing shorter shorts and smaller, tighter shirts that obviously jiggled when I walked. Or I just wore a long shirt that just barely covered my ass, meaning every time I reached for anything, It was on full display. When I caught him constantly staring, that's when I moved on to round two.

Talking about sex. I brought it up as often as I could. I made sure to masturbate loudly when I knew he was home, 'forgetting' to close my door so there was still a little crack to peep through. I lay on the couch while watching movies, my shorts bunched up to highlight the supple curve of my ass at the perfect angle for viewing.

He'd had to excuse himself twice last night, and each time I followed him to the bathroom and heard him jacking off, no doubt the image of my perfectly exposed thong and wet pussy lips spilling around the thin cotton padding was bright in his mind.

He was perfectly primed.

I brushed over my thrumming clit once more for good luck, took a deep centering breath, and opened the door. Daddy sat in his chair, sitting back as he listened politely to the meeting going on on his computer. The people's voices garbled together, the words making little sense to me. He was wearing his usual suit, though he'd take off his shoes and loosened the tie a little. Some casualness at home suited him. He gave me a questioning look as I stepped in, but I waved him off.

I chosen this moment on purpose. At the end of a meeting, but not quite so he still had to keep up some appearances, just in case things went south. I padded around his desk, thrilled to feel his eyes following me. I could feel his curiosity growing when I knelt down, but The table blocked him from me for a moment. That was also planned. I didn't want him to do anything before it would be too late to stop me. With a little, shuddering breath, I drew my shirt over my head and dropped it on the ground, just out of his sight. I shivered slightly, but my pussy burned and ached. being naked so close to my father was so arousing, so erotic, I almost couldn't contain a moan.

He said something and I jumped, but i was just a question to one of the people in the meeting. Good, he was still paying attention to them and not me. I shuffled forward quietly, till I was barely touching his knees. They were already spread for me so I could squeeze forward easily, but that would put me in his line of sight. Quickly I arranged myself, propping up my breasts so they looked full and thick, arching my back to present my ass a little more, brushing the hair out of my face for that first, initial look.

I could see his cock in his pants, thick and long down his left leg. I licked my lips, Imagining what something of it's size would feel like splitting me open.

Emboldened by that thought, I reached forward and unzipped his pants. He jolted but froze when he saw me, smiling all prettily on my knees for him, one finger up across my lips in a shushing sign, the other making quick work of his pants. His mouth dropped open and in an instant, his cock swelled.

"Mr. Black, are you alright?" Someone asked and Daddy jolted back to the computer, a flush creeping up his cheese. It was so nice to see him so flustered at the sight of me between his legs.

"What? Oh, yes. Yes i'm alright. Please...please continue."

Taking the distraction, I quickly worked his hardening member out from his pants. It was larger than I thought, and thicker too. A good 8-9 inches probably. My cunt clenched in anticipation. I stroked it once, glancing up at daddy's face with loving eyes. His eyes fluttered and his mouth opened, spots of color rising to his cheeks.

I heard the click of the mute button.

"Ellie baby, ellie what are you--gnnah." I took his head in my mouth and swirled my touch all around it. Mid-sentence Daddy groaned and slumped back. His hips bucked forward a little, pushing more of him into my warm, wet little mouth. I slurped and suctioned on his cock, bobbing 2 inches, 3 inches, even 4 inches in before pulling off and swirling my tongue more.

I had just gotten into a rhythm when Daddy shifted forward, unmuted his call, and said, "Well, um--" I wrapped a hand around the base of his dick and bobbed in tandem with my fist, swirling my tongue around the head. His voice broke. "I think that concludes this meeting for today. Have a wonderful evening everyone." There were a couple voices of protest but daddy shut his computer too quickly for them to take root and pushed his chair back, sliding his own dick from my eager mouth with wet pop.

"Daddy, I--" I started, but there was something animalistic in his eyes. Something needy and demanding. Fast as lighting, he grabbed my neck and dragged me closer, bringing my naked body out from under the desk and between his legs. He hooked a finger in my jaw to hold it open, fisted my hair, and shoved my head all the way down his dick, deeper than I'd ever taken it before. I gagged and spluttered, choking on his massive flesh, my little hands beating against and digging into his thighs, but he didn't let up.

Daddy was in control now.

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Jake had a good life. A beautiful wife, two obedient children, and a thriving business. He was blessed to be able to watch his children grow into beautiful, smart, intelligent people. It hurt a little when they had to leave. It hurt more when his wife left for Europe, spending all the money he gave her on name brands and drinks. The pictures he got from her being fucked by two men, another in the back ground jerking off burned, but he let it slide. What kind of husband would abandon his wife in another country, even if she abandoned him.

It helped that little Ellie, his youngest, decided she wanted to spend summer with him instead of traveling around with her mother. The company was nice around the house, but being chosen was nicer.

Out of loyalty to his wife, he'd never taken on another woman, even after his wife sent him the videos of her deepthroating everyone on a vacation boat in greece. Or when she sent the pictures of her ass and pussy oozing cum in a restaurant kitchen. No doubt she was becoming the best used whore in all of Europe.

It got harder to stay loyal after Ellie turned 18. Something changed in her. She began dressing differently, more revealing. He noticed more the way her body swayed and her ass bounced with every step. When she danced, her breasts convulsed erotically, and with her head thrown back and her hips swaying the way they were, it really looked like she hadn't a care in the world.

At night, it was her smiling face that got him off and distracted him from his whore wife. He jolted one night, picturing his daughter smiling up from him, face covered in his cum. He came harder than he had in years.

Over the next couple weeks, he had more thoughts like that, especially after Ellie began bringing up sex more often. Becoming an adult seemed to fill her with curiosity about the subject, and like a good father, he tried to help her. It didn't help that she'd figured out how to masterbate, but not how to close a door. Many an evening, Jake found himself, dick in hand, watching his daughter writhe on the bed.

He'd never actually take her but in the privacy of his own thoughts, she was everything he desired. He wanted her under him, taking his dick like he knew she would, screaming and addicted. He wanted her covered in his cum, he wanted it filling her, he wanted her begging him for it. God he just wanted her body, wanted to claim it and own it.

He'd been curious when Ellie came into his office quietly, but he'd let it go at her quick gesture. She'd looked nervous, but he really did need to pay attention to the meeting. It was about their coming projections and the needs of his company to keep it running smoothly for the coming decade. Of course, no amount of letting it go prepared him to feel his daughter's fingers unzipping his pants and fondling his dick. He jerked and would have shouted, except the sight of her stilled him.

There she was, just like in his fantasies. Naked, her perfect breasts on display, her eyes shining with a needy smile, dark hair cascading around her shoulders and down to her perfectly curved ass. Instantly, his cock began to swell and burn with desire. A bumbling question split his focus, Giving Ellie the perfect chance to get his cock out into the open.

She shouldn't be doing this. He shouldn't be letting her do this. But it felt so damn good, and it had been so long since he'd had the touch of a woman on him, working him to perfection. He quickly clicked the mute button.

"Ellie, baby--" Her hands jerked over his dick and he stumbled on his words, lost in the feeling of her hand tightening on his shaft. "Ellie what are you--" She took the head into her warm, wet mouth and sucked hard. He groaned and fell back in his seat. His hips bucked a little, but Ellie rode with them, taking more of his dick in her tight mouth. Her tongue seemed to do most of the work, even as she bobbed and sucked, making a delightful slurping noise. It swirled and flicked and caressed the first half of his dick while her hand worked the rest, bobbing in tandem.

The pressure grew, and so did his need.

Mustering all his strength, Jake sat up, unmuted, and shut down the meeting with a definitive goodbye and click. He pushed himself back, pulling his hard member from Ellie's perfect little mouth to give him more room. She whined, and real fear flashed in her eyes. Not of pain or what was to come, but rejection. He could see it. She wanted him.

Kneeling on the floor as she was, she looked perfect. Thin, lithe, young, her hair mused slightly, her lips shining from use, one delicate finger sloshing through her pussy lips to pleasure herself, her breast swaying slightly. He wanted her now.

He grabbed her throat and dragged her forward, a little rougher than he would have liked, but he needed her. Needed her all around his dick, needed to come in her perfect hot mouth. With fisting her hair it wasn't hard to line her up and shove her down. She squeaked on impact, then groaned around his shaft. It hit the back of her throat and kept going down, down into her actual throat. In surprise, she gagged and her throat contracted, squeezing his cock so fucking good.

He felt her panic against him, felt her struggle and claw but he held her head firm. After a moment to just soak on the feeling, He began roughly face fucking her. He couldn't control it, not any more. His hips bucked into her face, and she gagged beautifully, spit and snot dripped on his crotch. Her struggling slowed, but he continued fucking her mouth until finally, Finally he came. Hot ropes spurted down her throat, straight into her little tummy. He slowed back, fully spent from the best orgasm he'd had in years. Ellie lay still, her mouth lax around his dick, eyes closed. She looked perfect like that, impaled on him. He could see the bulge of his flaccid cock in her throat.

Jake chuckled, pulled out his phone and snapped a picture, then gently lifted her off of him. His cock slurped out of her wetly and flopped onto his belly, drool and spit trailing from her lips and nose.

He lifted her limp body and wiped her clean--or at least tried too. His hands roamed, from herneck to her uncovered breasts, squeezing and cupping them for a little before trailing down her navel to her groomed, hot mound. He scooted her higher and propped her up on his chest, her head lolling down into his neck. He rubbed her body up and down a few more times, reveling in the feeling of skin on skin, how smooth and soft she was, supple in all the right places. His hands wandered back down to her mound and he gripped it gently, feeling how swollen her clit was against his palm. His fingers wandered, exploring through the folds of her pussy. When he brushed her clit her whole body convulsed and she moaned against him. His girl was sensitive then. He smiled and nuzzled her back. He found her entrance and dipped a finger in, gently pumping it once, twice, before pulling it out.

He'd wait till she woke up before making her feel good. He nuzzled her again and carried her over to his office couch, laying her out and arranging her limbs in a pleasing view to look at while he continued his work day.

Once finished, he slipped two fingers in her pussy again, just to prove he could.

She whined in her sleep and bucked against him, mewling when he pulled them out and stuck them in his mouth.

She really was Daddy's perfect little girl.