Dear Diary:
I didn't know what to expect from my dad as I waited for him to come home. I anxiously flipped through my history homework on the couch but was unable to concentrate. My mind fixated on our wonderful experience on the bus. It was only hours ago that he took me but already felt like an eternity. It was relieving to see my dad happy for once, and it was great that I was able to do it. I knew it was wrong but I felt so alive finally having someone not only notice me, but ravage me. My inner thighs started rubbing together uncontrollably as I cherished that memory. I swear I could still smell his musky scent on me. Knowing it was wrong caused a wonderful rebellious spark to heat up inside me.
My phone buzzed and I looked over, noticing I got a text from Lauren, stating that we had to get the camera back since it was school property. My arousal was quickly swept away with fear. "How was I going to actually ask him for the camera?" I thought to myself, "Did he even know there was a camera? I haven't spoken to him yet and if he didn't want to bring up that we had sex how was I possibly going to?" I retreated upstairs to my bedroom to try and figure out what I was going to do.
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I spent the majority of the next day at the school library trying unsuccessfully to study. The evening came around and I decided to give up and go home. I still didn't know what I was going to say to my dad when I saw him. Part of me wished he wasn't home but the other part just wanted to get it over with.
My heart jumped when I saw his beat up truck in the driveway. My legs wobbled as I walked up to the door, preparing myself for the worst.
I slowly creaked the door open and tiptoed into the living room. My dad sat in his chair drinking a beer, watching the television.
"I guess it's now or never," I thought to myself. My goose bump covered body trembled in fear of the unknown outcome. I took deep breaths trying to calm my anxiety.
I finally built up the courage and said, "Hi Daddy." I looked down at the floor with my arms crossed down in front of me, twiddling my thumbs while waiting for his response.
"Don't you mean Mr. Roads?" He replied still staring at the television.
"I...uh..."
"Relax," he said coldly. "You can't help that you feel ashamed of your father."
"I'm not ashamed of you," I cried out. I really wasn't ashamed of him and it hurt that he thought I was. "You see I was trying to get in this club and if..."
"Its fine," he said cutting me off.
"Oh Daddy please don't be mad," I whined.
"I'm not," he replied as he took another sip from his beer.
I wasn't reassured with his response but couldn't think of anything else to say on the matter. "Ok," I muttered and retreated upstairs to my room. I was surprised he didn't bring up that we had sex. "Maybe he just wanted to forget that it ever happened," I thought to myself. Part of me wished that were true while the other part still longed for more.
I walked into my room and noticed a box sitting on my bed with a note attached. It read, "If you're going to act like a slut then you might as well dress the part." I reached inside and pulled out a black satin corset.
I was shocked as I examined the lingerie. "I guess he hasn't forgotten about it," I thought as I rubbed my fingers against it. I started to feel flushed as I took my clothes off. I knew I shouldn't be doing this but yet I couldn't stop myself. I wanted to make him happy, to let him know I wasn't ashamed of him. I got dressed in his gift and stared at myself in the mirror. I had never worn anything so sexy before. It clung to my skin like saran wrap, giving my otherwise narrow figure a nice hourglass shape. Even my breasts looked better as they were held up and pushed together, giving me some cleavage. I didn't have stockings to match it but did have a nice black thong that I put on.
I grabbed my white cotton robe from the bathroom and draped it over me before heading back downstairs. I cautiously entered back into the living room with my arm clenched on the sash, holding the robe closed. My dad was still staring at the television.
"Thank you for the present," I whispered as I stood there awkwardly.
"Come over here," he said not breaking his glare.
I slowly walked over to him sitting in his recliner and stood tall in front of him. He turned off the television and stared at me, disrobing me with his eyes.
I didn't wait for him to say anything and slowly undid the sash on my robe. I nervously slid it off of me and stood there, my arms crossed against my back. The air was cold, piercing my skin as I stood there awkwardly. It seemed like forever until he finally broke the silence.
"Sit down," he said lightly patting his thigh.
I complied and sat down on his lap. My legs draped over the side of the recliner and I arched my back straight up. I felt like I was a little kid, about to tell Santa what I wanted for Christmas. I knew he was excited as I felt him poke against my thigh, though his facial expression didn't change.
"I have something for you," he said grabbing a large shoe box off of the side table and setting it in my lap.
"Another present," I said as I took off the lid. I was taken back to see a rather large red vibrator and a smaller skinnier blue one. "Umm, what's this?" I asked softly.
"They were your mother's," he responded while running his fingers through my hair and down my back. "Since you wanted to be like her I figured you'd want them."
"I don't know what to say," I responded while running my fingers against the bumps on the smaller blue one.
"Try them out," he grunted and pulled my body closed to his. My back pressed against his chest and my ass pressed right against his crotch. He leaned the recliner back so I was practically laying on him. "Go on," he said.
I slid my thong to the side, exposing my bare pussy to the cold, musky scented air. I pressed the red vibrator against the outer folds of my slit and slowly twirled it around. "How could something so wrong feel so right," I thought as I felt myself heating up. I closed my eyes and bit my lower lip as I slowly guided it inside of me. My eager pussy salivated for its touch. The heat inside me built as my inner muscles clenched against it. I felt great as it filled me. My other hand found its way to down my body, rubbing my clit as I probed the vibrator deeper inside.
"Turn it on," he said as his hands clenched my hips.
I nearly exploded inside when I turned it on. Gasping for air I yelped out as it shook inside me. I was dripping wet now as the pleasure intensified. For a moment I forgot where I was and who it was that was now cupping my breasts. My body squirmed on top of him. Suddenly the cold air didn't seem a problem anymore.
"Mmmm yes," I moaned out through my clenched teeth.
"I take it you like it," my dad said bringing me back to reality.
"Oh yes very much," I moaned out as I continued to pleasure myself.
My dad reached down and cupped my hand holding the vibrator. He held it there as my body twitched. I let him guide my hand and take control of that wonderful toy. He twisted it inside of me, causing convulsions within me as I knew my orgasm was just moments away.
"Cum baby," he ordered. His voice was more commanding than endearing. "Cum for your father."
The heat from his body filled me as I wiggled against him. I felt his hardened dick press against my ass. I couldn't take it anymore and cried out, "Oh daddy!"
My lustful cries were silenced by his hand as it covered my mouth. "That's it baby," he whispered into my ear. He pulled the vibrator out of me and dropped it onto the floor, leaving an empty void that ached to be filled.
He lifted the recliner back up so I was again sitting on top of him. "Come now," he said. "You've been a very bad girl." He grabbed my arms and twisted my body, laying me down across his lap. I pressed my hands against the carpeted floor with my head hung over one side and my legs dangled over the other. With my ass pointed upwards I knew I was in trouble.
He grabbed a hold of my thong and pulled it down my legs and off of me. "I knew you were slutty," he said as he threw it across the room.
My blood rushed to my head as his hands roamed my ass. I could barely breathe as I tried to let out, "But I..."
