Daddy's Little Girl
"Good morning, mom!" I sang, as I passed by the bathroom. She had the door open and the song "Master Of Disaster," by 'Seether' was playing from her i-home. She was getting ready for work, and this was her daily routine.
"Morning dear, can you wake your brother up for me? I have to get going, I'm running a little late, was up all night.." she trailed off.
'Yeah, because you were fucking the hell outta my Dad,' I thought to myself.
"Oh my God, thank you! I love you, and I'll see you this evening. Tell Braydyn I love him!" she yelled at me, finishing up her mascara, and jogging out the door.
"K, love you too!" I yelled. I really do love my mom, it's just that I also love my Dad, a lot. More than I should, and I think about him in ways that would make a porn star blush. I'm extremely jealous of my Mom because she gets to be with him, and I do not.
I walked back upstairs to Braydyns' room, which was right across from mine. I quietly opened the door, and stepped inside, closing the door behind me. Using moves that a ninja would envy, I carefully weaved in and out of all of the toys and things that scattered his floor and safely made it to his bed.
"Brayyydyyynnn," I sang. "Time to wake up, baby. It's 9 o'clock."
He rolled over to where his back was facing me, and snuggled deeper into the covers.
"Noooo, I'm too slleepy," he whined, and took a deep breath, fully intending on going back to sleep.
"C'mon, get up and I'll make you breakfast," I said, sitting on the edge of his bed rubbing his back.
"I'll make you anything you want," I countered, smirking when he opened his eyes, and shifted his head slightly so he could see my face.
"Yep. All you have to do is get up, and get dressed."
With that he was up, and ushering me out of the room so he could get dressed. It was always fun to see what he picked out when he dressed himself.
I went downstairs and got a Mt. Dew from the fridge, and decided to go to the basement to see what Dad was up to.
As I was approaching the door I could hear music playing, really loud actually. Which was pretty unusual because normally Braydyn and I would still be in bed and he was always quiet so that he didn't wake us.
I opened the door and all I could see was the platform in the middle of the stairs that made a turn to the left behind a wall, and a turn to the right which took you to the part of the basement that held all of Dad's music and recording equipment.
I slowly crept down the stairs and peeked my head behind the left the wall. On the far end of the room opposite of the stairs was the plasma screen TV Dad used for video games, movies, music, ect. On the right wall adjacent to the TV was my Dad's stereo system, which appeared to be turned almost all the way up. My Dad's desk, which was about 10 feet directly in front of the door, faced the TV and his large black office chair was turned so that I couldn't see anything but the side of his right arm and his legs, which were both bare. He was probably only wearing basketball shorts.
I watched as he picked up the remote and turned on the TV. He went to guide and scrolled until he got to the porn. He selected a show called "Daddy's Little Girl," and put in the 4 digit code to bypass the parental locks. I knew the code, he had told it to me one night while he was drunk. I was hassling him to tell me and he finally did, just to get me to shut up. I guess he forgot he did it because he still hasn't changed it as of 2 nights ago when I last used it. It's 9501, mine and my brothers' birth years, 1995 and 2001.
He shifted in his chair, leaning it back a little. He turned the TV down, and then the music up. I watched as his chair started shaking slowly, but in an even rhythm. He was jerking off. I wanted to stay and watch but I had to go check on Braydyn before he came to check on me, and found me watching Dad.
I quickly but quietly made my way back upstairs, and found braydyn talking on my phone. He's the only one in the whole house who know's my security pattern, I showed it to him in case he needed or hell even just wanted to use it. Now, it looked like, was one of those times.
"Who are you talking to?" I whispered.
"Hang on," he told the person, "It's my friend Blake, can I go over to his house to go swimming?" He stuck his bottom lip out and made the cutest little pouty face I've ever seen. How could I say no to that?
"Sure, sweetheart, go get your trunks on, and I'll go pack the rest of your stuff."
"Yes! Thank you sissy!" he yelled, smiling like he had just won the lottery.
"She said I could, I'll be there in a few minutes, bye!" He hung up and handed my phone back to me before sprinting back upstairs to get dressed.
I went into the bathroom and got the sunscreen out from under the sink and put it in my old beach bag. I put his blue Optimus Prime towel in there, along with his goggles, and flippers. I ran out back and got his swim ring, and placed it with the beach stuff. I pulled out the bologna, cheese, and mayonaise, and made him two sandwhiches. I placed them in a couple of sandwhich baggies, and got out the Doritos and placed a couple hand fulls of them in another baggie. I got him a water, 2 capri suns, and a couple little hugs and put them in the little mini cooler with some ice. I put all of the food in there, along with a fruit roll up for dessert. I placed the cooler beside the bag of beach stuff, and about that time Braydyn came running down the stairs ready to go. He had his black skull swimming trunks on with a white wife beater, along with his aviator sunglasses, and his black Metallica flip-flops.
My brother is the coolest kid ever.
He has long shaggy brown hair, blue-green eyes, and perfect white teeth. He is very dark complected, has Dad's dimples, and has Momma's full lips. He's very tall for his age, and listens to all the same music as I do. He's my world.
"You ready kiddo?" I asked.
"Yep! Where's Dad? I wanna give him a hug."
"He's downstairs working, I'll give him a hug for you when I get back alright?"
I drove him down the street to his friends house. I walked him up to the front door and kissed his head.
"Call me when your ready, okay?"
"Okay, I love you."
"Love you too, be good!"
"I will, bye Sis!"
I walked back to my car, and my mind immediately filled with thought of my Dad. Thoughts that one should never have of their father. But here I was trying to figure out how exactly I was going to seduce him. I felt disgusted with myself, but I also can't help but feel a little excited too, even though I know it's morally wrong.
I parked the car in the garage, and placed the keys back on the shelf in the living room. I walked to the kitchen to look at the clock. 9:45.
I went to the basement and opened the door, still hearing music as loud as it was when I left. Being as quiet as possible I made my way back down the stairs, repeating earlier's actions. Nothing had changed, he was still sitting there obviously still jerking off. I decided to surprise him. I walked the rest of the way down the steps avoiding the squeaky one all together, and got down on my hands and knees. I could see his eyes were closed in the reflection of the window beside the TV. I carefully crawled around to the front of his desk, and slid under it so that his huge cock was directly in front of my face. I had never seen it up in full, it was always either in Mom's mouth or in her pussy. Jesus Christ he's sooo fucking big. I felt warmth rush to my most precious spot, the feeling of want was overwhelming. I could feel myself soaking through my panties just by looking at his dick.. imagine if it was inside of me. Anywhere, my mouth, my ass, my pussy, I don't care I just need to feel him stretch me. I need to just feel him, and now.
I decided it was now or never. Sticking out my tongue I slowly ran it up his balls, and on the underside of his dick.
"Stop Bella. Go lay down." He groaned, waving his hand in front of my face, trying to 'shoo' her away, and almost touching my head, but still not opening his eyes, but squeezing them together tighter.
I smirked and did it again, except this time I took his left nut into my mouth, and started sucking on it, swirling my tongue all around it. Making him groan and swat at my head.
"Ew, Bella, what the f- Kiera?!" He yelled standing up and shoving his dick back in his shorts.
"What Daddy?" I asked innocently.
"What do you mean 'What?'" he asked, using hand quotations around the word 'What.'
"Can I not suck your dick for you Daddy? I just wanna make you feel good" I stated, again playing innocent.
I had since come out from under the desk and was standing in front of him, running my hands up and down his naked chest. I stuck my fingers into the front of his shorts pulling the material from his body so I could see his still very hard cock.
"No Kiera, stop that," he sighed, moving my hands from his shorts and started heading up the stairs.
Before he could even make it to the first step I jumped on his back, making him lose his balance, and we both fell to the ground. He rolled over on his back, and I took advantage of this, and straddled his waist. He obviously didn't put up much of a fight.
"But Daddy, I want, no NEED to have your dick in my mouth." I said whined.
"Kiera, fucking stop this! What the fuck has gotten into you?! Let me up!" he yelled. Not discouraging me at all, but instead turning the wetness in my panties into a full on puddle. Did i mention I found his anger sexy?
He went to get up but I gently pushed on his chest, and he stopped his movements, looking up at me, curious, and not wanting to hurt me, so he just stopped to see what I was doing. Keeping eye contact I pulled his shorts down just enough to get to his dick. I scooted back onto his knees, stuck his cock in my mouth, and quickly started pumping, not giving him any time to react.
"C'mon, stop, I gotta.. I gotta go get Braydyn..up." he 'complained' moaning almost every word.
"Braydyn's at Blake's house," I said, before continuing my assault on his rod.
He stopped trying to get up, and began to relax. Not long after I began sucking him off, he let out a long breathy moan, that was so sexy I thought I was going to cum on the spot. Just the fact that I caused him to release such a sound made my pussy twitch, and made me ache for him more and more.
I stopped for a second, suddenly sprouting an idea what will hopefully make him feel okay with this.
"Dad, don't for one second even act like you don't want this. I can see the way you look at me. Practically undressing me with your eyes. This has been going on for as long as I can remember. You want me just as bad as I want you." I said, trying to catch my breath. "I dream about you doing the things you do to Mommy, to me. I've watched you and Mom fuck before, and I would sit there and touch myself pretending that I was the one being fucked by you. That's what I was doing last night, I was listening to you two bang when you caught me. I want you so bad I can't stand it, so bad it fucking hurts. Please Daddy just give in. Please.." I begged.
He took a deep breath and sighed. He sat up and grabbed his face and groaned.
"Fuck! Dammit Kiera." he laid back down and placed his arms over his eyes, and didn't say anything for several minutes. I sighed in defeat and stood up walking out of the room, nearly in tears. Apparently it wasn't such a good idea after all.
"Sorry Dad.." I apologized before heading back upstairs.
I reached the 1st platform before I heard him mumble something I couldn't hear I stopped and turned around, he was still lying in the floor with his arm still across his eyes.
"Huh?" I asked.
"Sit on my face." he said simply.
"Sit on your face.. what?" I asked confused.
He removed his arm, and raised himself up on his elbows, and looked me in the eyes.
"Take off your panties, spread your legs, and put your crotch on Daddy's mouth," he said like he was explaining to a child. "So I can taste that sweet little pussy of yours, while suck on Daddy's cock."