A Dickgirl

Both her parents' cars were parked in the driveway, so she knew that her parents must be home. Leaving the books in the car, Lily burst into the house. Her mother was in the kitchen, getting dinner ready and watching the news.

"Hey Mom!" Lily said. "Where's Dad?"

"He's in the bedroom, darling, taking a nap. Can you go wake him up? I need him to cook the steaks."

"Sure, Mom" Lily replied. She made her way to her parents' room and opened the door. Sure enough, her dad was sprawled on his back in his underwear, fast asleep. Keenly aware of how wet she was, Lily closed the door, pulled her panties off and got down on her knees between her father's legs. Quietly and carefully, she pulled his underwear down over his cock. She loved the smell of his dick, and even though she was desperately in need of relief, she took a moment to bask in the smell of his genitals.

Finally, with eager anticipation, Lily gently grasped his semi-hard cock and licked it with her tongue. She closed her eyes. This was the taste she loved. When other girls talked about the things that reminded them of their fathers, this is what Lily thought of. Not some cologne, not his gentle hug. No, for Lily it was the salty taste if his dick in her mouth. She always felt particularly dirty when she sucked him off after a long day at work; the taste of his sweat, and the strong odor that his privates generated. But today, she needed him inside of her.

Almost instantly his dick hardened in her mouth, and barely thirty seconds later, his eyes fluttered open.

"What are you doing, sweet pea?" He smiled. She smiled between his dick and sucked a little more. Her father moaned and a little spurt of precum oozed out of his dick and into her mouth. She groaned and released his meat, letting it flop grotesquely against his bare leg.

"Fuck me, Daddy." She said in her best little girl manner.

"Baby," he said. "Your mom's home, and you know how mad she got last time we had sex."