I have been living on my own, away at college now for the past two and a half years. I left home when I was barely seventeen years old, I graduated early at the top of my class. My parents were divorced when I was twelve, and from that point until I left for school, I lived with my mother. I actually rarely saw my father while I was living with mom. The few times he did come by to see me, it caused such a fight between my parents that he must have decided all of the stress just wasnât worth it. So he opted for sending cards and phone calls instead. Thatâs the only way I knew my father all of these years until I left home, that is.
Once I was living on my own and away from mom, I started talking to my dad more regularly on the phone and on my computer. My dad is actually the one who is putting me through school and paying for all of my living expenses, including my awesome apartment and car. Iâm not really sure when our relationship got to be the way it is now, but somewhere along the line, my daddy and I have gotten closer than I ever could have imagined. I tell him absolutely everything. There truly is nothing that I havenât shared with him. I love him with all of my heart, and maybe part of the reason I have felt so comfortable telling him all of my deep dark secrets is that I still havenât actually seen him in person. All of our communication has been as I said, either over the phone or the computer.
We have talked about seeing each other. We just havenât done it yet. I really canât wait to see my Daddy. I canât wait for him to see how I have grown up. Iâm not the little girl I was when he saw me last. I have sent him many pictures of course, but until he actually lays his eyes upon me, I donât think I will seem real to him. I am nineteen now. The skinny little twelve year old girl has grown up into a 5â4ââ 115 pound woman. I have been teaching aerobics for some extra spending money and constantly working out, so my body is quite toned. My breasts are full and so is my round tight ass. The millions of lunges I have been doing in the gym keep my back side very firm. I think Daddy will be pleasantly surprised when he sees me.
Now, of course, I have been teasing him like crazy telling him all about my body every chance I get. But again, I think until he can actually feel it for himself, itâs just my words. So that brings me to why I have these nervous little butterflies in my stomach right now. All of my teasing and begging Daddy to please come visit me has finally gotten to him. I got home from the gym this afternoon to find a message from my dad saying that he was coming to see me this weekend. I must go shopping now and buy something special to wear for the very first time my dad sees me after all these years.
Itâs finally Friday, and I feel like such a nervous little school girl! My dad should be here before too much longer. His last message said that I should wear something nice because he wanted to take me out somewhere special. He said, âYou know what Daddy likes baby.â After all of those late night conversations that we have had over the past couple years, I do know what he likes. I hope.
My long blonde hair is down, and I am wearing a short black halter dress. My dress is a little bit low cut in the front, and my back is completely bare. I have on a pair of sheer black stockings and a garter belt, but I canât wear a bra with this dress. My dad is a very tall man, so I am putting on high heels, the ones that wrap around my ankles. Now, a couple sprays of my favorite special perfume, my earrings, and a bracelet that Daddy got me for Christmas. I stand up and walk over to the full length mirror and admire how I look for a moment. This dark red lipstick makes me look a bit older than I actually am, Iâm thinking, as I play with my hair. I start to walk over to my dresser to find a pair of pretty thong panties that will match the black lace garter belt that Iâm wearing. Thatâs the last thing I need to put on, and Iâll be all ready.
For a second I thought I heard a noise in the other room. I yell out, âDaddy, is that you?â No answer. So, I just keep fumbling through my lingerie drawer, humming to myself. Just then I felt a pair of very large, very strong arms grab me from behind. I jumped and took a sharp deep breath, but did not turn around. I felt frozen. The arms were wrapped around my waist and holding onto my arms. I realized after a couple seconds that I couldnât turn around even if I wanted to, I was being held way too tight in that position. My heart was racing.
These big strong hands that were holding onto me slowly moved from my waist up and down the sides of my body never letting go of my wrists. He pulled my arms behind my back and placed both of my wrists into one of his very large hands. His other hand moved back around my waist, to my stomach, and up toward the middle of my chest. He took his hand away for a moment to close my dresser drawer, and then put it back onto the front of my neck. He held it there for a second, and then tilted my head to the side. I felt like I could barely breathe. But then I felt his warm lips on the side of my neck. My whole body was on fire. When I felt his tongue touch my neck, my body started to tremble. His hands just gripped me tighter.
I felt his foot step in between my feet and push my right foot out making my legs part. It was at that moment that I remembered that I never did get around to putting on my panties. I needed to close my legs. I couldnât. These very powerful hands were once again searching my body, this time going down to my thighs and lifting my dress. I could feel the cool air hitting my bare, hairless, and very wet little pussy. I felt his hands firmly start massaging my ass, but when I started to squirm, I felt a very hard slap across my ass. I tried to hold still. No one had said a word.
He quickly pulled the dress up over my head. I donât think the dress had even hit the floor before his hands were squeezing and pulling on my hard little nipples. Again when I started to squirm, I was met with a very hard slap this time on each side of my ass. So again, I did my very best to hold still. That is, until I felt his big strong finger wander between my legs. I was already on fire and very wet. Without any warning, he just reached down and pressed his finger against my hard and swollen clit. I jumped and let out a whimper. I got another spanking, while at the same time his finger relentlessly was racing back and forth across my swollen clit. âDaddy, youâre going to make me cum,â I cried.
As quickly as his hand moved between my legs, his hand was gone. Leaving me right on the edge of having an orgasm. He turned me around, and before I could say another word, he pressed his lips to mine and kissed me. I opened my mouth to accept Daddyâs tongue while his hands continued to fondle my ass, but not where I wished he would go back with those strong fingers. But now for the first time, he wasnât holding my hands behind my back, and I could actually touch him too. I had no idea that my daddy had such an amazing body. He felt so big and strong. I couldnât stop touching him. All of him.
He picked me up and carried me over to the bed and sat me down on the edge. He started loosening his tie as he just stared at me. I must say that I was loving watching Daddy take off his clothes like that and just for me. He was unbelievably hot. He never took his eyes off me, not even for a second. âGod baby, you are so fucking beautiful. You have really grown into a gorgeous woman. Daddy wants you. Daddy wants you bad.â
I smiled at him and batted my big blue eyes. When he got down to his silk boxer shorts, I couldnât take it anymore. I stood up and walked to him. I put my hands all over his strong chest while he stroked my long hair. I licked and sucked on his nipples a bit making him let out a few small moans. I took a couple steps over to the side, pulling Daddy with me. Now I knew that he would have a great view not only from the front as he looked down at me, but also from the back in the mirror, right behind me. I was still wearing my stockings and heels, nothing else.
I knelt down slowly pulling Daddyâs boxer shorts to the floor. I had seen a couple of cocks since I had been away at college, but never one as big or as beautiful as this one. It stood fully erect right in my face as I went down on my knees. I looked up at Daddy and smiled. I opened my soft full lips and took him in. âMmmâŠThatâs it baby. Suck Daddyâs cock. Good Girl, thatâs a good girl.â