Chapter Three (Getting What She Wants)
I had never been on a date; this is considered extremely odd for a girl of eighteen that looks the way I do. I am a cheerleader at my high school and naturally have guys drooling over me left right and centre, I usually ignore them but when Tom asked me out I couldn't refuse.
He wasn't like the other guys; he was hot but didn't act smug. He had messy brown hair and a fairly good body and the best part was that he was in a band. Like many girls, a guy that plays an instrument is a turn on.
He'd come up to me one lunchtime and told me how beautiful I was etc. I wouldn't have usually said yes but I had a feeling that he really liked me and didn't just want to fuck me, I don't know whether I could give myself to someone other than my father. Anyway, I told Tom that I would go out with him if my daddy said that it was okay.
I walked into the living room where my dad was sitting and showed him a big smile. He immediately knew that I wanted something and paid me full attention. 'Daddy,' I began, 'this guy at school wants to go out on a date with me...'
'What's his name?' he interrupted.
'Tom, he gets good grades and he's in a band.'
'I'll think about it.'
I wanted an answer tonight, and I wanted that answer to be yes. I walked over to the sofa and kneeled before my dad. I slowly unzipped his pants and pulled out his soft dick. It began to grow a little from me holding it. I played with it for a while it got harder, looking at the veins and the now purple head.
I licked the tip in circular motions, making bigger circles as I progressed until the head was in my mouth. I took my mouth away and licked at the shaft for a little while before wrapping my lips around the head again.