This story was originally published when I was 16 years old.  I put in some background and wrote it as though it was a true story.  After deciding to come back to writing, I wanted to update this story, and felt it needed to become what it really is:  a fantasy.  No, not with my dad, my dad left when I was two.  But the kind of comfort at the time I felt only a dad could give.  I hope you enjoy.  As always, comments are welcome at steph_story@yahoo.com.

I walked up to the door after another frustrating date. All guys ever want these days (as if I had had that many) are quick fucks. Well, I wanted more than that! I wanted a guy that listened to me, and respected me, and most of all loved me for me.  Ah, what childish dreams.  My name is Stephanie, I was 16 and had been with a whopping 1 guy. I know that doesn't seem like much, and I know girls aren't suppose to want to have sex.  Yet, I enjoyed masturbating and dreamt that sex would be so much better.  But that more ended up sucking.  People told me I was pretty and I guess was because guys were all asking me out.  The guys were all the same though, and it was getting to the point where I couldn't  stand going out on dates, they all just seemed to end the same. I walked up to the door and inserted my key. The living room light was on, and my dad was still awake. I sighed and though, "Great". While he supported me, he was going to ask how things went. I just hoped I didn't start blubbering right there.

I opened the door and my dad turned around and smiled at me. He was a very handsome man, 5'10 150 lbs. He has brown hair and wonderful warm green eyes. I barely stop from crying. I go and sit next to him on the couch.

"How was your date hon?" He asks quietly.

I sigh, "Well, same shit different day."

"Steph! You know I hate when you curse."

I've made him mad, and how I hate that! It's my nature though, must be from my bitch of a mom. "Sorry, dad, just a bad night."

"One day you'll meet someone, Steph."

I lean into him. He smells real good. Must have taken a shower before I got home. "I don't think so dad. All they want is sex. I need more than that."

"Its because you matured faster than them. They'll catch up honey."

"When Dad? I want someone that will love AND want me. What was mom thinking when she left you?" I honestly never could understand my mother.

He has his arm around me, lightly caressing my shoulder. Why can't I find a boy that will treat me this way? He kisses the top of my head. I feel so much love for him.

"I wish they were more like you, daddy." I say snuggling into him. We sit that way for a little bit, then I look up at him. He's looking at me with a funny expression on his face.

I can't help but laugh, and I kiss him on the lips. Its quick, and I don't really think anything of it, but he looks at me funny.

&#"So how is school, honey?" He asks me, trying to change the subject.

"Pretty good, Dad. I'm still the same old B Student," I say, trying to snuggle up to him.

I feel strange, and then I sigh. I'm attracted to my father.

Its unnatural, he's my father, but something inside me snaps. I start crying, burying my face into his side.

He starts caressing my back and it feels so good. I can feel myself starting to tingle. I want to run away, but I can't. I look up at him with tears in my eyes, but also with lust. He seems to sense it and kisses the top of my head, then my eyes as they close, then my nose, then my lips again.

Then he leans over and kisses me, but doesn't pull away. I sigh and spread my mouth. Part of me can't believe this is happening, but another part has wanted this for as long as I can remember. His tongue enters my mouth, at first probing, then with more passion. I sigh in pleasure.

He pulls away, "This is wrong! Stephanie, I love you honey, but we shouldn't go any further."

"Oh daddy, I know. I'm sorry, it's just been so frustrating." I want him so bad, but I know its wrong. Why does he have to be my dad? My hand lands on his thigh, without realizing it I start caressing.

"I should go to bed honey." He starts to get up but doesn't.

At first I don't know why, then I realize he has a hard on and my hand caressing his thigh is almost touching it. I can't stop myself; I grab it through his shorts. He moans and goes to push my hand away, but something inside of me has snapped. I lean over and kiss him- hard. My tongue is caressing his lips, his tongue, and his lips again.

He pushes me away, and seems to contemplate something, and then he stands and helps me up. He pulls my shirt over my head and starts kissing my neck. And then he's kissing my shoulders and on to my breasts.

I think he's going to take my nipple, but he doesn't. He lifts my breasts and kisses under them. He tongue streaks down my sides and back up, around my breasts, on my breasts, but never my nipple. Just when I'm sighing in frustrations, he sucks my nipple into his mouth, which instantly hardens.

"Oh Daddy," I moan.

He helps me sit back on the couch and then undoes the buttons on my jeans. I push my ass off the couch so he can take them off. He gets on his knees between my legs and starts kissing my tummy. I moan and arch my back. His tongue caressing my thighs up to my panties then back down the other thigh. I'm shivering now and I can feel a wet spot on my panties. He must be able to smell me, I think, as he suddenly he lick my panties, tasting that spot. I moan louder this time.

He puts his hands under my ass again and lifts me up. He slides my panties off. He moans when he sees my pussy for the first time and slowly lowers his face to it. He inhales my aroma first, then starts licking up and down my slit. I moan again and arch my back as he pulls my lips apart and starts sucking on my clit. He gently nibbles on it, causing me to get wetter. I feel an orgasm building as he moves down and pushes his tongue into my pussy. I can hear him lapping up my juices as I spread my legs wider for him. His finger finds my clit and rubs it, while his tongue slides in and out of my pussy. I can't take it anymore, and I start shuddering as the orgasm hits me. My legs clinch up trapping his face as I coat it with my juices.

He doesn't stop, but keeps on licking. He inserts a finger and starts thrusting it in and out gently as he goes back to work on my clit. He sucks it into his mouth again gently biting it harder this time. It hurts, but pleasure outweighs it. My juices are covering his face. He licks under my pussy, to my ass, licking the juices off. I'm moaning loudly now, as he finally stops.

I finally relax and he stands up, "was that good, Steph?"

I smile at him and nod.

"We can stop here, or..." he generally seems to be willing to stop, but there is no way in hell. I have to feel him inside me.

I wave my finger to come towards me and he shrugs and pulls down his shorts and boxers in one movement. His cock isn't that big, but just the right size for me. He gets as though he's going to fuck me, but I grab it and pull it towards my mouth. Fair is fair after all. I lick up and down the shaft, finally licking the head to taste his pre-cum. He moans as he watches his little baby girl suck his cock.

My hand starts caressing his balls as my mouth engulfs his cock. I can only take about half of it, as I'm not the best at this, but I try my hardest. I move my head up and down and he starts moaning. I stop and lean over, licking his balls.

They're hairy, but I'm so hot that I don’t care. He moans as I lick and jerk him at the same time. At first, I move my hand slowly, then faster and faster. Finally I engulf his cock with my mouth again.

I take more this time. My free hand starts jerking him where my mouth can reach up with my mouth, fist following back down. His moans fill the air. Finally, I can feel his balls rising, and know he's about to cum. I pull away, "Daddy, I want you to cum in me."

He smiles at me and grabs my head. Pulling it back towards his cock, "In your mouth first, then your pussy."

I take it back in my mouth and start going faster, suddenly he clinches and I taste his cum going down my throat. I gag, and he pulls out spraying on my breasts. He finishes, and then turns me over my hands on top of the couch my ass sticking out. I think he’s going to push it in, but he surprises me. He rubs up over my hole and my clit. He concentrates on my clit. I can feel my juices really starting to flow, I’m so hot. Gently, he pushes an inch in and stops. I moan and gasp, then he starts pushing in and out, just the one inch in my pussy. Slowly he goes further in, and inch at a time. I moan and as he finally works it all in after what seems like forever..

"Oh baby, you're so tight." He whispers in my ear.

I answer by pushing my ass back into him, forcing him deeper in my pussy. He starts pulling in and out, reaching around and squeezing my breasts. I moan pushing back to meet him at every stroke. I feel another orgasm coming on, as I start screaming "Daddy" over and over. He grabs my hips and just starts fucking me as hard as he can. Suddenly, he stops and I feel him squirt cum in my pussy. I moan as he pulls out. I can feel his cum dripping down my leg as I collapse on the couch. He puts his head in my lap.

"I'm sorry, baby, this is so wrong," he whispers. I can feel his tears on my legs. My hands caress his head.

"I loved it Daddy and I'd like to do it again sometime."

He looks up and me and smiles with all the love in the world. I've found the man of my dreams!