Chapter 2: Surprising My Dad

Today was no different than any others the as two weeks so as “normal” I rushed home from school and headed straight to my bedroom where I stripped as fast as I could, tossed my clothes under the bed, and laid back with my head on the pillow. Whew ... finally! Closing my eyes, I imagined my dad coming home and entering my room, looking so handsome in his suit and tie. I didn’t say a word, watching him as he quickly undressed in front of me until he stood completely naked. Of course in my dreams (and actually in reality) his cock would already be hard, swollen with his lust for me, for his daughter. As for what happened later ... do I really need to say?

After finishing I slipped on a large T-shirt and headed down to the kitchen to see what was for supper. Today, instead of a meal cooking I found on the kitchen table a note from my mom explaining she’d be working late meaning my dad and I should go out for dinner. Yeah, my mom was well aware of my lack of cooking skills! Just then I heard the garage door opening and knew my dad was home - OMG he was early!

My heart raced and I felt a familiar twinge between my legs as I hurried down to the basement and ducked behind the laundry closet. Stripping off my T-shirt, I hid there naked as I waited anxiously for him to come in. It wasn’t cold but my nipples were rock-hard and I licked my dry lips in anticipation of something warm and hard between them soon. If I knew my dad, it wouldn’t be long.

The basement door creaked opened and then I heard it shut as my dad came in and headed for the stairs leading to the first floor. Typically I’d be waiting for him in my bedroom so he walked by the laundry closet without seeing me, Grinning, I sneaked up behind him and jumped on his back putting my arms around his neck with my legs wrapped tightly around his waist. He knew instantly what was going on and started to laugh at my little surprise for him.

“Whoa! What’s with you today Kelly?” He teased me, as if he didn’t know already.

“Oh daddy, I’ve been dreaming all day about you coming home tonight so I wanted to greet you like this so you’d know how much I missed you!”

When I dropped to the floor, he turned to look at me. His eyes focused on me, checking me out from head to toe but, like most men do, stopping a bit longer to take in my naked boobs and exposed pussy. “Damn Kelly, you really are SO fuckin’ hot. Trust me, you have NO idea what a turn-on it is for me to see my little girl naked in front of me, just waiting for her daddy to fuck her.”

Oh I trusted him. As mom always has told me, men will tell you anything to get in your pants but cocks never lie. Giggling like a little girl, I reached and grabbed his crotch through his pants. Indeed, he certainly was turned on! My hand told me his cock was rock hard and ready to burst right out of his pants. “Well daddy, if you know what I want and you like it too so what are you waiting for? C’mon - daddy’s little girl wants to be fucked!”

Playfully, I took his hand and pulled him towards the couch in the family room. Of course he didn’t resist me one bit! He sat down on the couch and I laid on my side next to him where I immediately went to work on his belt buckle and then his pants. After unsnapping his pants and lowering the zipper, I reached in and slid my hand down under the elastic band of his Jockey underwear in search of treasure.

Mmmmmmm, not much farther ... Finally I felt the tip of his warm cock against my fingertip. Like it had a mind of its own, my hand moved down the length of it until my fingers ran through his thick bush of pubic hair, loving the feel of his hairy crotch, the coarseness of his curly pubic hair. There’s something about pubic hair on a man I find so irresistible. Out of morbid curiosity I’ve found pics of shaved men and ugh ... such a turn-off. Sorts reminds me of a shaved cat - a freak of nature - and not a good one.

My dad just stood there as he waited to see where I was going with this so I showed him. Reaching even lower, I held his hairy balls in my hand, gently rolling them between my fingers. My dad laid his head back and closed his eyes as I played with his wonderful cock and balls. While I’m thankful I don’t have to deal with all of this between my thighs, I’m even more thankful men have them and are always more the killing to let me play with them.

“Oh god Kelly, all I could think about today was you doing this when I got home. I think I had a hard-on the entire day - even my secretary teased me a bit about it. Little did she know though who it was that I was so worked up about!”

I smiled as I listened. Over the years I’d visited my dad’s office a number of times and I’d known his secretary as long as I can remember. She’d worked for my dad almost his entire career and was extremely discreet but I knew she would’ve been shocked to learn who my dad had been fucking for the past two weeks!

From the way his breathing was getting faster and heavier, my dad was obviously getting more worked up as I played gently with his balls and cock. He gripped his pants and raised his hips to lower them down to his ankles. I grinned as I finally got to see his cock, fully erect and pointing straight up as he sat there. The vein on the side was throbbing and the head was swollen and call out for attention. Well, I wasn’t going to make it wait any longer so I leaned over and took it in my mouth. Sucking on it, I continued to play with his balls. My dad pulled my hair out of the way so he would watch as his teenage daughter started to give her father one of her patented blow jobs.

My favorite part of any cock is the head. There is just something about the extra width, the smooth skin, the opening at the top and the ridge along the bottom that makes me wet just thinking about it. I love running my tongue around it, teasing it and kissing it. When I first put it in my mouth, I took in just the head until my lips are on the inner side of the ridge. At first I sucked on it softly - sort of like a baby does to a bottle. Inside my mouth I like to run my tongue all around it - first in a circular motion and then all over it in sweeping motions.

After playing with the head for a while I started to get the shaft ready. Running my tongue up and down it, I licked it and wetted it. With a free hand I held the shaft and stroked it like I was giving him a hand job. Once he was nice and wet, I begin to take him in my mouth just a bit. Slowly I stroked it in and out of my mouth, each time taking a little bit more of him in. I kept taking more of him in my mouth until finally I felt his head pressing against the back of my throat.

At that point I had him all in and my face was pressed against his crotch as his pubic hair tickled my cheeks and nose. After a day’s work he had a strong musky odor of sweat and sex that I loved. Some girls I know won’t go near a man until he’s had a shower and such. Well, not this girl- I want to smell a REAL man, not some smelly bar of soap. Mmmmmmm, I love the musky odor of a sweaty male crotch. Granted I expect him to be clean, but after a day of work nothing smells as sexy as hairy crotch.