19 comments/ 37357 views/ 30 favorites Operation Daddy's Girl Ch. 01 By: LadylustNikki Dear readers, This is the first story I have ever published and I am stoked from all the positive feedback I have been receiving. Like I said before, I don't have much experience, but I'm glad that most of you are content with my work so far. I was surprised to hear many of you emailing me for more information on my bio. There's a lot of curiosity whether this story is true or not. I will only say two things: Yes, I am Nicole as described in this story (hence the Nikki in my username). This story contains some true, and some fictional events, but all characters are real. That is why I never mentioned a specific location. And no, I will not tell you which parts are real and which are not. Where's the fun in that? I hope you are satisfied with these answers. I am excited to be writing more for you. Please, please leave comments and feedback; it truly is appreciated when you guys leave your thoughts. That being said, thank you so much and enjoy. This story contains crude language. It contains the use of alcohol and marijuana, and erotic situations. If any of this disturbs you then I advise you to stop reading. ***** I turned off the ignition and got out of my car. I was still a little shaken up by that little performance with my dad. It was the first time I had ever tried acting upon my lust towards him. I was regretting it but wanting to do it again at the same time. The way my thoughts were working over time and the fact that my heart hadn't stopped thumping about a thousand beats a minute prevented me from realizing that I had arrived to Kelley's house. Well, her parent's house, which was about the same size as mine. Two stories, bigger than average, a large front and backyard with a big pool. The only difference is that her parents spent most of their time at work or outside of town on business trips. Awesome. Its been a miracle that neither her or my parents have found out about all the parties and kickbacks we've thrown at this house. I opened the front door and stepped inside. I know right? I even have my own key. "Honey, I'm home." I sang. I doubt she could hear me since I could hear her jamming to Iggy Azalea all the way from her bedroom. I slowly walked up the stairs and crept up to her door. It was slightly open and I peeked inside. I could see her trying to "twerk" in her underwear while looking at her self in the mirror. I had to cover my mouth to keep from cracking up. "HONEY I'M HOME!" I yelled and flung the door open so hard that it slammed against the connecting wall. "Aaaaaah!" she shrieked and dove under the sheets of her bed. I doubled over from laughing so hard. "You fucking bitch!" she gasped. "Give me that fucking key!" I stripped off my robe and imitated her twerk moves and pouted my lips like she does when she dances. "Oh my god, stop! I hate you." She laughed. "Love you too." I gasped through my laughter. "Now c'mon, hurry your ass up and let's get ready." ************* One hour and six minutes later, and we were dolled up and ready to party. I was dressed in my little black dress and black strappy heels that reached up to my shins. My eyes were smoky, my lips were a nude tint and glossy, and my long hair was a straight waterfall that reached my ass. I felt sexy ass hell. Kelley was looking hot as well. She wore a strapless fire-engine red mini dress, my nude pumps I let her borrow, her blonde hair was curled and reached her shoulders, and her makeup was like mine except her lips were the same color of her sexy dress. "Damn girl." I lowered my voice like a man with a husky voice. "How much for the hour?" "Mhmm, anytime for you baby." She laughed and patted my butt. We left the house and got in my car. I cranked it up to "Barracuda" by Heart. That song always pumps me up. I knew that Kelley wanted to change it to her Hip/Hop station but she remained seated with her hands on her lap. She knew the rules; my car, my music. We pulled into the street where the Fraternity's house was. It only took us about fifteen minutes to get there. We knew which house it was since there were students crossing the street and walking towards a single house. "Damn this shits packed." I muttered. "Oh, oh there's a space right there!" Kelley was practically jumping up and down the car seat. We had to park about ten houses away from the party since there was no more room. We could hear the music pumping all the way from where we were parked. I gave this party about two hours before the cops raided it. We each got a piece of gum, sprayed some more perfume and walked towards the house. Reaching the front we could see a few people huddled in front of the garage. I saw a spark of fire, smoke then someone coughing. Weed. "Derrick!" I heard Kelley call out. One of the heads in the group turned and noticed us. Damn, he was pretty fucking hot. Why was this the first time I was hearing of this so-called Derrick? I was pretty sure when Kelly mentioned him on the phone that I would of recognized his face. When it came to Kelley, there was no way I would memorize the names of all the guys in her life. But I would have definitely remembered this one... "Hey Kell. Glad you ladies could make it." He smiled and started walking towards us. He was what you could appropriately describe as tall, dark and handsome, with a little dangerous added into the mix. He was wearing fitted jeans, black biker boots and a black T-shirt. He had a big frame and amazing body; not too thin, not too bulky, just right. His hair was a dark brown, buzzed on the sides and longer at the top. His skin was lightly tanned with a few tattoos. One full sleeve, one on the side of his neck and one on each hand. Gorgeous cerulean blue eyes met mine and I could see a cocky grin pulling at his lips. No doubt from noticing the way I was totally checking him out. Then I saw his eyes slowly and unashamedly rake over my figure as well. I was distracted when Kelley couldn't keep her cool and ran to give him a hug. He returned it but still kept his gaze on mine over her shoulder. Shit. He may be smokin' hot but it was against girl code for two best friends to go after the same guy. Besides, I already had another man at the top of my "Jump his bones the first chance you get" list. Eric. "Derrick," she said breathlessly "this is my friend Nicole. Nicole this is Derrick." She waved her hand in between us. "Hi." I waved my hand. "What, no hug?" he grinned. He spread out his arms and put them around me. A little longer than necessary if you ask me. Well then. Okayyy. He kept one arm around me while he placed his other arm around Kelley and began leading us towards the house. The living room was jam packed with dancing sweaty bodies and the air around us was musky and smelled like sweat and perfume. Derrick guided us to the back of the house then turned into the kitchen. Pretty much everywhere you looked was packed with college students, even a few adults and underage teenagers who I'm sure got in 'cause they somehow managed to bring booze. "You ladies want something to drink? There's jungle juice, our specialty, beer or anything else you'd like." Derrick gestured to the kitchen island, which contained a few dozen party cups with pre-made jungle juice and bottles of hard liquor. Then he opened the fridge, which didn't have anything except row after row of bottles and cans of beer. "I'll have a beer, thanks." He got a bottle from the fridge, opened it and handed it to me. Kelley grabbed a party cup with jungle juice and Derrick grabbed a beer for himself. "You girls up for some shots?" He grinned. "I am!" Kelley gushed. I rolled my eyes. Typical male. Trying to loosen up the female body, the legs to be more specific, with some alcohol. "Sure." I muttered. I mean, not that I was complaining, not with his fine ass. Oh wait. This is Kelley's guy. She's the slut here, not me. Righttt. He put a shot worth of Patron Tequila in three party cups then grabbed a couple pieces of lime and handed us each one. I was a little worried to be honest. Alcohol did literally bring out the freak in me... Fuck it. I thought, it's not like me and my dad can ever be together anyways, let alone him actually want me. I was just setting myself up for a heartbreak if I was honest. Might as well let myself have a good time and forget about everything that gave me anxiety. My mother always taught me to never stress about a guy, they're not worth it. Shit. My mother. What kind of daughter would I be if I hurt her that way? That only fueled my motivation to forget about my dad sooner, well at least in that way... "To a good night." Kelley smiled. We all raised our cups in a toast. "To a good night." Derrick and I agreed. I tossed back my shot and sucked on the lime. I could already feel the warmth of the Tequila seeping through my veins. Derrick bit into his lime and gave me a knowing look and cocky smile. Whooo was it suddenly hot in here? Damn, why did I have to be so frickin' horny. I made a mental note to only have 3 shots and 3 beers max. I couldn't have too much hard liquor or else I would black out. We didn't want that. And I couldn't have too much beer or else I would have to take a piss every twenty minutes. Just the perfect balance to get tipsy, but still know what the hell was going on. I was abruptly taken out of my trance when Kelley yelled. "Oh my God! I love this song!" She did a little ass wiggle. "C'mon let's dance." She surprisingly grabbed my hand instead of Derrick's and led me to the dance floor. Beyoncés "Drunk in Love" boomed on the dance floor. All the girls put their hands in the air and sang along with Beyoncé. Kelley grabbed me around the waist and pulled me up against her. We started gyrating our hips in sync with the beat and each other. I laughed when I saw her pout her lips like she does when she dances. She then turned around and backed that ass up against me, I spanked it for the heck of it. We weren't into the same sex or anything, but there was something cool about having that kind of trust with someone. We bump and grinded till we were hot and sweaty and kept on dancing, we sang when we knew the parts to the song and raised our drinks in the air. I loved dancing, I let my self get lost in the beat and let my body to its thing. We were both laughing when suddenly a pair of hands landed on my hips from behind. I almost jumped out of my skin and stopped laughing immediately. It could have been any guy on the dance floor but the tingly feeling going through my body was telling me that it was a certain blue eyed someone. I slowly turned around and sure enough was met with the heated gaze of Mr. Dark and Dangerous. Ummm, Hi? "Ummm, Hi?" I repeated my thoughts. "Hey." He said in a deep, husky and sexy as hell voice. I stared at him with wide eyes for a few seconds. Damn those blue eyes really were gorgeous. Where were we again? Oh shit. Kelley I quickly turned around and was faced with some drunken chick. What in the hell? I scanned around and saw no signs of Kelley. Did she see and get jealous? Is she pissed? Fuck. I tried to snag out of his grip but he only tightened it further. "Um, excuse me? You can let go now." Who the hell did this guy think he was? He may be one sexy hunk but no man can come between my friends and me. Chicks before dicks and all that. "Relax." He said in a soothing voice. "If you're looking for Kelley, I saw her dance off with some other guy." ...What? Here I was, worrying for her little ass, and she runs off with the first guy that w... "Wanna dance?" He interrupted my thoughts. Not sure if that was a good idea. My panties were already creaming from the simple touch of his hands on my hips. I couldn't imagine what his dick pressed up against my ass would do to me. Not that I had an option anyways, his arms were already wrapped around me. He didn't wait for my response, his hips started moving slowly and smoothly to the rhythm of the music. For a second there I wondered if that's how he moved his hips in bed... Wait. Too soon Nicole, too soon. He tried to move my hips with his hands so I could follow his lead, I was still tense but I began to move my hips along with his. He's a pretty good dancer. One more thing to add on the list of his perfection I thought. We danced like that through one song then I started feeling myself to loosen up and actually start having a good time. I put my hand at the nape of his neck and took a swig of my beer with the other while keeping my gaze on his. He smiled and placed his hands on my upper and lower back then pulled me flush up against his hard body. Damn. I parted my lips so I could breathe easier cause suddenly I wasn't getting enough oxygen. He pressed his groin up against there and pushed into me. I had to bite my lip to stop myself from moaning out loud. His scorching blue gaze landed on my lips and he started to lean his head forward. Uuh...god, this was way too fast. I quickly turned my body in time for his lips to land on the sweaty nape of my neck. Fuck. That was somewhat worse, my neck was my erogenous zone; not that I could possibly get even more turned on then what I already was. His erection pressed up against my ass and I gave it a little wiggle. I smiled when I heard him hiss in a breath through his teeth. He placed his hands just below my hipbones and pressed, making me suck in a breath as well, I heard him give a throaty chuckle. Bastard. I leaned my head back on his shoulder and gave in to the feel of him completely surrounding me. I gave a small moan and placed my hand behind us and tugged his hair but pulled him closer at the same time. He gave a small groan and cursed and then bit my earlobe. Suddenly all I could hear was our heavy breathing getting louder and louder. He literally began humping my ass and started dragging his rough hands along my stomach, towards my boobs. Woah there. I still found that I had a little sense of reason left in me and quickly spun around. "I uh... I needa use the bathroom." I gasped. I don't think he heard me as he dragged his teeth across my collarbone. "Derrick." I pulled his hair "Uh." He grunted. "Feisty." He started giving small wet kisses up my neck to my jaw. Oh my gosh what a horn dog, I laughed to myself. I put a hand on his chest and pushed him away. "What? What's wrong? He asked. His eyes were almost black and I took great satisfaction on seeing how disheveled and flushed he looked. I wasn't so composed myself but I wasn't going to let him see how much he was affecting me. "Where's the bathroom? I need to use it." I lifted an eyebrow. "Oh, uh..." He closed his eyes and swallowed then looked at me again. "Go down that hallway then make a right." He nodded towards his left. "Thanks." I dragged my thumb across the corner of his mouth. "You got a little drool there." I smirked when his eyes bugged out and he cleared his throat. Then I walked towards where he directed me. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly as I felt his gaze on my back. Well-played Nicole. I forced my shaky legs to walk me towards the bathroom and on the way there my eye caught a flash of red through a cracked door. Something looked oddly familiar. I stopped and opened the door; there I found Kelley and some other dude sucking their faces off. "Um, Kelley?" I gaped. She peeled herself off of him and sucked in a much-needed breath of air. "Nicole." She gasped and then giggled as the guy she was kissing latched onto her neck. "What the hell? What happened with you wanting to get with Der..." I paused when I realized my mistake. I blushed and felt guilt creep into me when I remembered the dry humping session I had just done with Derrick on the dance floor. Such a bad friend. "Are you kidding me?" She laughed. "C'mon now, we both saw the way he was totally trying to get with you, not me. It's totally fine girl, go get him. You know I don't have any trouble finding a good time anyways." She pointed to the leech on her neck and giggled. I slowly shook my head. "Oh my god, you're crazy." I laughed. "Takes a freak to know one, baby girl." She said then winked at me with a wicked gleam in her eye. I almost stumbled on my heels when I heard her call me the same term of endearment that my father uses on me. "Um, uh... kay, I'm going to the bathroom. See you later." She waved me off and resumed making out. I rushed to the bathroom, closed the door and leaned against it. I don't know why but guilt washed over me as I thought about my dad. I chugged the rest of my beer and tossed the bottle in the trashcan. Was I getting my period or why were my feelings all over the damn place? One minute I was wishing that my dad would want me, and the next I was getting hot and sweaty with some guy I had just met this night. Who was this slut that was suddenly taking over me? I was so confused. After I had realized that I was in love with my dad, Derrick was one of the first guys that I had felt a strong chemistry with. I convinced myself that I was too young for this bullshit and that I would try to take advantage of a good time when the offer was presented to me. I placed some toilet paper on the nasty toilet seat and sat down to do my business. I looked down at my panties and I gaped. They were completely drenched. I honestly don't know why I was surprised. After everything that happened on the dance floor there should have been pussy juice dripping off my legs. My phone rang and I almost fell off the seat. Why was I so jumpy? I swear my heart couldn't handle all this. I checked the screen and realized my dad was calling. Part of me felt embarrassed as if he could hear my thoughts and knew what I was thinking even though he was all the way at the house. I took another deep breath to calm my nerves and answered. "Hi daddy." "Nicole? Where are you, why haven't you checked in like I asked? Its already past midnight!" He sounded anxious. Awww. My girly side thought it was so sweet when he worried about me. But then I reminded myself that it was to be expected from a parent. Duh Nicole. Part of me felt fear like any other daughter would when their father raised their voice. But lately, the other part of me also filled with lust when I heard his deep commanding voice. "Sorry dad, I didn't realize it had gotten so late. I'm ok and everything's fine, promise." I assured him. I heard him sigh through the phone. "I worry about you baby girl, I used to go to parties when I was your age and don't think I don't know what kind of environment you're in. I just want you to be careful and remember everything that your mother and I have taught you." His fatherly tone and advice made me sober up a little from my lustful thoughts. Guilt made its way through me once again as I reminded myself that this was my father, not some random hot guy. "Yes dad, I'm sorry." For both my perverted thoughts and not checking in. "I promise to be careful and I won't be home too late." "Alright, good." He paused. "So... what are you wearing?" He said quietly. Did I hear right? ...I stopped breathing for a second or ten and my heart rate increased dramatically. Was he... was he trying to... I couldn't even finish the thought. "Um..." I gulped. "A black dre..." Operation Daddy's Girl Ch. 01 "Good!" He interrupted. "I just wanted to make sure you weren't wearing that frickin' thing you call a robe." He laughed. Jesus Christ... Get that brain of yours out of the fucking gutter Nicole! I almost had another heart attack there. "Yeah." I forced myself to laugh and took a few more much needed deep breaths. "I told you, that robe was just a joke." "Yeah it better be." He laughed. "Alright alright, I'll let you get back to your night baby girl. Have fun and be safe. I love you." "I love you too dad." And then he hung up. Woooo. I tried to cool off by fanning myself with my hands. I finished my business on the toilet and put my a little bit less wet panties back on. As I washed my hands I looked at myself in the mirror. My makeup was still fine but my cheeks were flushed and my eyes looked glassy. My long straight hair was a little wild and voluminous. I like it. I blew myself a small little kiss and walked out the bathroom. I found myself in the kitchen and decided to take another shot. As I was sucking on a piece of lime, Derrick walked in. I was a little taken back with his looks again. Damn he's sexy. "There you are, I thought you ran off or something." He said. "Why would I?" I leaned back on the kitchen counter. "I don't know. Maybe after that little performance we gave out there." He pointed towards where the dance floor was and raised his eyebrows. "Nope. That was completely voluntary." I laughed "Alright then." He smiled and came closer. "Do you have a boyfriend?" "Really? After that little performance we gave out there?" I mocked him and raised an eyebrow. "Touché." He laughed. "Do you?" Only fair if I asked the same right? "What, a girlfriend? Would that make a difference if I offered you another dance?" He asked. "No. That would have just made you a bad boyfriend, but I still would have had a good time." I smirked. He threw his head back and laughed. "And you didn't offer, you practically grabbed me out there." I said through his laughter. "Right." He cleared his throat and had the decency to blush. But then a wicked look appeared on his face as if he remembered something. "But you said it was completely voluntary. I didn't force you to do anything." He walked towards me as if I were the prey and he the predator and stopped till our toes touched. "I mean, not that I'm complaining or anything." He chuckled. Now I was the one blushing. "Mind if I take a shot?" He asked in a low voice. I shook my head. He managed to fix himself one with almost no space between us. He took the lime I was holding out of my fingers and placed it in between my parted lips. At that point I couldn't even process what he was about to do. He tossed back the shot while keeping his blue gaze on mine then leaned forward and placed his lips on mine. We weren't kissing but our lips were touching. I don't think I breathed that whole time. He grabbed hold of the lime with his teeth, squeezed it so that its juice flowed into my lips. Then he separated himself from me far enough that he could drop the piece of lime from his lips onto the floor between us. Then he smashed his mouth against mine and licked into my mouth. Mother of God. That was about one of the hottest things that I have ever experienced. I unashamedly opened my mouth to his and let him suck the limejuice off my lips and tongue. He groaned and I almost came from that sound alone. I grabbed at the hair at the back of his head and pulled him closer as he wrapped his arms tightly around me. His rough hands squeezed me everywhere he touched, surprisingly none of the goods. He kept his hands on my back, hips and thighs. Well hot damn, that was still enough to get me crazy with lust. We were both breathing heavily through our nostrils as we continued to fuck each others mouth when we jumped from the sound of a whistle. "Yeaaah. Fuck her dude!" Some asshole fraternity brother yelled and raised his beer at us. I saw Derrick give him a stern look and shake his head slightly as if to tell him to shut the fuck up. The guy lowered his drink, took a tentative sip then walked out. "Sorry about that." He leaned his forehead against mine as he still tried to catch his breath. "You're just so fucking sexy I couldn't help myself." He tugged on my lower lip with his teeth. I was still a little shocked from everything; all I could do was give a small smile to let him know that it was fine. "Wanna go outside for a bit?" he asked and entwined his fingers with mine. "Sure." I gave a small shrug. I was relieved when he asked to take me outside. If he would of offered to take me to the bedroom I would of liked him a little less. Details like these made you realize what type of guy you're dealing with. He grabbed two beers with his other hand and led me outside towards the front. We walked for a little bit then I plopped myself on the sidewalk and stretched out my legs. My heels were already starting to hurt and there was no way I was going to take them off. "Shit, let me bring my jacket for you to sit on." He turned to leave. "No no, its fine, really." I insisted. "You sure?" "Yes, I'm sure, sit down." "Alright." He plopped himself right next to me. We were in a comfortable silence for a minute or two. "So... what's your story?" He asked. "Really...? That is so cliché." I laughed "What?" He laughed also. "I really want to know you though so c'mon, spill." I began telling him a little bit about myself and he did the same. I found out that the reason I hadn't seen him at school was because he worked during the day at a Motorcycle shop with his dad, and took classes in the evening. He told me that he met Kelley at one of their parties but assured me that he only talked and danced with her for a bit. I learned that we also had a lot in common; we both loved art, motorcycles, comic books, photography and traveling. His phone rang with an incoming call and I was surprised to hear "War Pigs" by Black Sabbath as his ring tone. He said it was a frat brother calling and shut it off. "Nice ringtone." I said. "You know Black Sabbath?" He raised his eyebrows. "Uh, of course. I got Ozzy as my ringtone also." I raised my eyebrows as well. "No shit? ...Nope I don't believe you. I need to hear it to believe it. Give me your number so I can call you." He smiled. I laughed as I realized he was trying to get my number that way. I gave him my digits and he called me. Then we both laughed again as the screen lit up from inside my bra and I pulled it out. "Ok I believe you now. Good fucking song." He bobbed his head in time with the music. "I know." I agreed and softly began singing some of the lyrics. He smiled and began singing along with me. Two seconds later and we were both singing our hearts out and mocking the guitar riffs with our fingers. The call went to voicemail and we were both cracking up. Damn, if I didn't know any better I would say that he was my perfect type of guy. Is it possible to have two crushes at the same time? Didn't matter, it was happening. He finished laughing and sighed. "You know, I like you. You're laid back, funny, have great taste in music... and you're sexy as hell." He grinned at me. "And I've never met anybody that has so much in common with me." "I know... I'm pretty fucking awesome." I laughed and nudged his shoulder with my own. I grabbed my phone to put it back in my bra when I noticed the time. "Holy shit its already gonna be three in the morning?!" I started getting up as fast as I could without flashing him. "Damn, already? That was fast." He got up also. "Um, I need to start heading back." I said. "Are you good to drive?" He frowned. "Yeah, I only had like two shots and a beer and it's been a few hours already." "Ok good. If not just let me know, I'll take you home." He grabbed my hand and we started walking towards the house. The party had died down but there were still a lot of people having a good time. I found my friend Kelley sitting on the couch looking cozy next to another guy who wasn't the leech. "Kelley," I approached her. "We need to leave." I gave an apologetic smile to the guy she was talking to. Derrick walked us to my car and he gave me a tight hug. "I will definitely be calling you." He whispered. Then he gave me a small kiss on the corner of my mouth. "Bye." I mouthed and smiled at him then he turned and walked away. I got in the car and found my friend with her eyes closed and head against the window. "Kelley, you okay?" "Hmm? Yeah I was just resting my eyes, so tired." She stifled a yawn. I was glad she didn't seem too drunk. I drove to her house to drop her off. "Lock the front door when you get in." I called after her as she walked to her house. She waved me off with her hand and I waited till she got inside and closed the door before I drove off. I finally arrived to my house and parked in the driveway. Shit I hope I don't wake my parents. I opened the front door as slowly as I could and took off my heels in the walkway so I wouldn't make any noise on the tile floors. I locked the door behind me and started tiptoeing towards the kitchen so I could get a glass of water. Alcohol always made me thirsty. I got a bottle from the fridge and started chugging it down. I almost choked on my water and spluttered some of it on the floor when I noticed someone on the living room couch. For a second I thought burglar. But then I quickly noticed that it was my dad. I set my water down on the island then tiptoed towards where he sat asleep. Was he waiting for me to make sure I arrived safely? Awww. In that moment, I don't know what the hell possessed me but I suddenly saw a very tempting opportunity lying there in front of me... In front. Of me. My dad. Asleep. All common sense was thrown out the window and was replaced by lustful, perverse thoughts. My heart began thumping madly as I realized what I was about to do. I quietly approached my dad until I stood before him. God he was so hot... Derrick who? I felt like my whole body was shaking and all I could hear was my beating heart and the blood rushing through my veins. I knelt on the floor beside him and lifted my shaky fingers and placed them on his abdomen. So firm. So strong. There was a small gap between his muscle shirt and gym shorts and I could see a hint of that sexy happy trail. I slipped my fingers underneath his shirt and slowly lifted. Hard abs were revealed one by one and I touched his warm skin. I started tracing his happy trail with my fingers and moved them lower... lower, and lower. I was mesmerized. My fingers met the waistband of his gym shorts. God, what was I doing? I tried to find it in me to stop, to go to my bed and force myself to sleep, but it was as if my body was no longer controlled by my brain and my fingers had a mind of their own. I took in a few shaky breaths and raised my gaze to his face to make sure his eyes were closed. I got lost a few seconds by staring at his amazing long eyelashes and his sexy parted lips. I went back to the task at hand and slowly, hesitantly began lowering his waistband. I was met with more pubic hair and I got lower and lower, then I finally saw the base of his penis. My heart rate increased further if that was even possible and I tried to calm myself down. Lower I went and was met with his shaft. His dick was soft but it still took me a bit to reach his tip. Ah... fuck. His soft cock looked to be about five inches long, and had a nice girth. And it was only soft... Christ. I lowered the waistband a bit further and was met by a pair of big heavy balls. They looked long and full, balls that belonged to a man, I quietly thought to myself. Fuck, I couldn't believe I was doing this. I had the cock of my father right in front of me! I wondered what he felt like... tasted like... smelt like? I leaned my face towards his groin and slowly skimmed the tip of my nose along his shaft. So smooth and soft. I was unprepared for the way he was going to smell and was hit full force with the delicious scent of his manly pheromones. Holy shit, my pussy clenched so hard I swear I felt some of my juice drip onto the rug below me. I gasped hot air onto his cock and saw it twitch then heard a small groan from him. Shit! I abruptly sat up and accidently let go of his waistband. It snapped to his abdomen and I quickly did a yoga child's pose position against the couch so that he wouldn't see me if he stirred. I slapped my hands to my mouth to shut the hell up. I was breathing too fucking hard dammit. I heard him give a little grunt, move a bit, then something that sounded like him scratching his belly. I began to relax a little when I heard deep breathings from him again and slowly sat up. Oh my god that was so close. I mentally slapped myself. Stupid, stupid, stupid. I suddenly heard and felt a vibrating sound against my boobs and practically leapt into a standing position. I pressed my phone harder into my boob to diminish the sound and dashed so fast into my bedroom then dove into my bed. Holy fucking shit. Fuck. Shit. Shit. Fuck. I had a heart attack for the hundredth time today. My whole body was shaking and I tried to will myself to calm down and take deep breaths. God I looked like a women in fucking labor. I shakily grabbed my phone and looked at the screen. Number unknown. I opened the text and cursed whoever it was for almost killing me. "Hey its me, Derrick, just in case you haven't saved my number yet haha. Just wanted to make sure you made it home safe. I had a great time tonight and I can't wait to see you again. Goodnight ;)" "Fuck." I breathed. These two men managed to almost kill me a dozen times in just one damn day. I quickly saved his number and replied a quick text. "Number saved. Me too and goodnight :)" I placed my phone on the nightstand and thought about what the hell just happened. I kind of wanted to go back out there to the living room just to wake my dad so I could usher him to his bed. But I was too damn shaky to even lift myself out of bed that I decided to just stay in. I didn't even change into my pajamas. I didn't think I could go to sleep without having some sort of relief so I lowered my hand and slipped my fingers into my underwear towards my neglected pussy. I hissed out a breath. My clit was so fucking sensitive and my pussy was throbbing. I used two fingers and placed one on each side of my clit and slowly began making small circles and rubbing up and down. It only took me a matter of seconds before I was gasping for air and my pussy was clenching. My orgasm hit me full force and I threw my head back and opened my mouth to a silent cry. Ohhh fuuuuck... so fucking good. Ecstasy washed over me as I slowly removed my shaky fingers from my pussy. I sighed contently and gave a small chuckle. ...Holy. Fucking. Shit. Today was so crazy. And then I knocked the fuck out. To be continued...