I think we would be perfect together, Hell, I think my petite form of 5’2 next to his tall, muscular form of 5’9 is hot. It takes all the strength I have in my wee little body not to try to attempt to fuck him right there. I’m quite pretty, If I do say so myself, Why wouldn’t he wanna fuck me? I have a very volumptuous for being 16. I have a, to be frank, ghetto ass, and 38c pair of chichi’s. ivory skin, honey eyes [that I got from daddy] , and scene girl blonde hair with the black under it, and coon tails put into it. He, on the other hand, has dark brown hair that he always had cut short. He has honey eyes, like I stated earlier. And he’s 32. My mommy left when I was 3, left with no note, and divorce papers for daddy to sign….the bitch.
Dad never had any visitors, and I had my bestfriend over almost every night. 🙂
That stopped after the day I tried to show my love for daddy, to dad.
“Hey Honey.. Breakfast?” He asked, With his voice melting into my eardrums as I walked closer, looking over him to see what it was, sure to blow into his ear a tiny bit, I said, “Sure, Why not. But let me take over, daddy.” It was then that he looked at me, and I seen the bulge growing in his pants. What I wore on that day was on purpose. It was my HelloKitty PJ’s. They were shorts that came up to the crown of my ass, and a tanktop very low on my breasts. He studdered as he said, “s-s-s-sure.” and scurried over to the table, reading the paper. I had a feeling he wasn’t really looking at the paper behid me, and I smiled smugly, and ”dropped” the spatula, and grabbed it very slowly. I rinsed it off, and the front of my shirt got a little wet, showing off my nipples. I turned to dad with the wet shirt and all, and two plates in my hands. He smiled, And grabbed his plate as I sat next to him. We started talking whenever he sighed, and gave me a kiss, out of nowhere, a passionate one. I kissed back, not sure what to do. I thought this would be hard. I was ready for practically RAPE to get him in bed with me. He pulled back, and held his head. “Misty, Honey. I’m so so so so sooo sorry. That was out of hand. It’s.. You your outfit, your dropped your spatula! Ugh, Mist..” I shushed him, and straddled him on the chair. “Daddy, I have loved you for a long time. I can’t stand when I have to be away from you. I loved this kiss, dad. You are amazing, I want to be your wife, at home at least, I know when we go somewhere, it’s daddy-daughter…but still, daddy…” I had a tear come off my cheek, and he caught it with his tongue.
I woke up with my clothes on, I awoke in a daze, and looked around. I seen what he had dressed me in, My ripped shirt, my tutu, and my leggings. He smiled down at me, and giggled. “I thought you might have liked being dressed. Now remember our deal… you and me are husband and wife.” I smiled, and pulled his neck for support to kiss him. “I love you, Daddy.”
And that was just the beginning, more to cum.:)
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