My Father

My mother always spoke about sex and intimacy as if it was something to fear that the world hated. It was hard to take her seriously when I had seen her sucking or riding a cock to pay for her drug habits.
When she was on the topic of men she would sound like she hated them; but in another way she seemed unable to live without a cock to provide for her, which is probably why her and my father didn't work out.
My mother would deny my father any intimacy, but she would eagerly suck her bosses cock or anyone else's if she needed something or was just bored.

She deluded herself into the idea that I was totally blind to what was going on and that she was a good mom.
My mother's detachment as a parent combined with her rejection of my father left a void in both of us, which lead to us finding comfort in one another.
So when my parents divorced and my father moved out of the country for work, it broke my heart and left my pussy aching and desperate for attention.
My mother being constantly out on the lookout for her next man or her next score left me home alone a lot. While some might have been saddened by this constant solitude, I started using it as an opportunity to become more aquatinted with the glories of the web.

At first I only found pictures and videos, which lead to hours and hours of me breathing heavily while looking at videos of men stroking and ejaculating while I fingered myself. I watched compilation after compilation, imagining that it was one of my holes that they were dumping a load into.

I spent weeks, every bit of my spare alone time was spent watching video after video and imagining getting to play with each cock I was looking at.
Then, one day, while I was looking at a new site, I realized there was a feature called "chatroom".
I was amazed. Group after group of people conversing about their desires, describing things I had only ever fantasized about. Each group was a new wonderful reason to stick my hands in my panties.
I came across a group called "family secrets" where I read conversation after conversation of people who had had similar relationships with family members as to what I had with my father.
My heart was racing and yet it was like I was reading it in slow motion. I decided that this was where I could try to get up the courage to talk to someone who perfectly understood what I wanted.
A man with the user name "KingsRod69" had left a post that said "I can't get her out of my head. Her perfect chocolate eyes, the way her hair smells. I know I shouldn't want my daughter in this way but it's like all my body wants is to cum on and in her. Her mother is such a frozen bitch that I don't know if I could get it up even if the cunt sucked me. But when it comes to my daughter, all it takes is feeling her pressed against me in a hug is enough to leave me rock hard and aching. Does anyone have advice? I don't know how long I can avoid saying what's on my mind. This is what she looks like "
Looking at the picture I realized that his daughter and I somewhat looked alike. I was guessing that she was an inch or two taller than me and her hair was wavy while mine was straight... As I realized our similarities, a plan hatched in my mind and after I gave myself the chat name KittyPrincess89 I began to type a response to him.
I said "Wow, your daughter is lucky. I wish my dad loved me like you love her. My dad used to fill me up all the time, but he moved away because of my awful mother. I miss him"
I was expecting to have to wait a while for a response but within a moment or two he had written back

KingRod69: I don't believe anyone would leave a sweetheart like you. Your dad must be crazy. Why did he leave?

KittyPrinces89: Because my mother is an evil witch. Why haven't you shown your daughter how you feel?

KingRod69: I don't think she sees me in that way and I don't want to risk her being scared of me if it isn't what she wants? How would you want me to let you know how I feel if you were my daughter?

KittyPrinces89: If you were my father I would say show yourself to her by accident so you can see if she stops and stares

KingRod69: What if she does stop and stare?

KittyPrinces89: Then shes probably happy. If she didn't want to look at it she would probably run away

KingRod69: If I was your dad, what should I do next?

KittyPrinces89: Well, I would be really worried about you being upset at what I would have seen. So I think you should act like nothing happened

KingRod69: But what if she doesn't like it? Do you like it?

And before I could touch the keyboard again, a close up of his cock and balls spilling out of his pants zipper was on the screen. My mouth started to water as I looked at the veiny shaft and bluish pink head while imagining putting my mouth on it

KittyPrinces89: Wow. I wish I could put it in my mouth and feel you squirt

My fingers played in my panties while I waited for a response and prayed it would be another picture

KingRod69: What if I shared it with you instead of my daughter? Do you want to see it for real? Daddy can come over

My heart was racing as if it was going to burst out of my chest.

KittyPrinces89: I don't want my mom to find out, she thinks guys are evil. Do you know where Meadow Brook Park is?

KingRod69: I know exactly where that is. I can be there in 20 minutes. Do you want to meet and let me be your new father?

KittyPrinces89: Can it be a little longer? I sort of have to walk there.

KingRod69: Of course, princess. I'll see you soon xo

I turned of the computer and rushed to the shower so I didn't smell like I had been sweating and playing with myself all morning. Once I was dressed I was walking out the front door before my hear had time to fully dry.

I started my walk and eventually made it to the park but I didn't have a watch so I couldn't tell if I was late or early. My heart sunk a little as I wondered if maybe I had missed him. I decided to sit and wait. The park was surprisingly empty other than one old guy way at the other side doing weird stretches and one park worker on the opposite side raking up leaves.

After a while I heard the sound of gravel under tires and saw a brown car pull into the driveway. I stayed sitting in case it wasn't him. I realized I didn't know what his face looked like and I had never shared a picture of myself.
The car parked and a man got out, The body looked right. The man was staring at me and smiling as he held his hand up in a sort of wave and he walked forward.
I smiled and raised my hand a little bit but was so worried that I stayed sitting at the cement picnic bench. When he was about 4 feet away he said, "Hi, I'm Rod. I'm here to meet my princess. Have you seen her?" I grinned and fucked my head and he smiled while putting his hand out and stepping forward.
I blushed redder and turned my head as I reached out and shook my hand. I was breathless lightheaded as I said "I'm Katie but everyone calls me Kat"

Rod smiled and let go of my hand and said, "You seem nervous. Why don't we just sit and get to know each other for a bit" he then swung a leg over the bench and sat facing me with his legs apart so I could see the outline of his package in his loose gray exercise pants.

I shifted so I was mirroring him but my skirt covered everything of mine. He smiled and said "am I the first guy you've seen since your dad?" He asked. I shrugged and looked down. I didn't want to answer, what if it made him not like me.

He used his finger to lift my chin and said, "I wasn't trying to make you uncomfortable, sweetie. I just thought we could tell each other stuff like this. Like, I've been with 6 girls including my wife."
I bit my lip and said, "My dad was my first "... " But he wasn't the only one "
Rod said, that's okay sweetie. Why don't you tell me about it so I know what you like" and he laid his hand on my thigh.
I took a deep breath and pretended to look down at the bench but I was stealing glances at his package as I began, "My dad, my brother, my grandpa, and this guy who my mom calls my uncle but he's more like a close family friend"... I saw a small twitch in his pants and noticed that a bulge was starting.
Rod spoke in a breathy voice, "My my, you're a busy girl. How did you manage to get so close to them without anyone knowing? or did they all tell each other what was going on and everyone wanted to play?"
The bulge in his pants was becoming the outline of a thick rod.
I spoke softly. "They don't know about each other."
Rod put his finger under my chin again and lifted my gaze to his, he said "I'll let you see some of it if you tell me how you got started with them"... and my eyes were drawn downward to the movement of his hand and I saw the tip peaking out about his waistband where I could see it but anyone looking at us wouldn't be able to see it due to his hoodie.
He softly rubbed his finger over the smooth exposed skin and said "come on baby, tell your new daddy everything"
His words made my body quiver. I spoke softly "With my father, I kept trying to be sneaky and see or touch it. It started with excuses like sitting on his lap or laying my head in his lap until one day I was able to reach up the leg of his shorts and he let me play with it until he shoved the tip on my mouth and let me eat my first treat. Then we would snuggle on the couch and do things under a blanket"... Rod's body shuddered when I said 'treat' and then he whispered "go on"

I continued, "Grandpa said that he had noticed that I was often staring at his stuff but that he wasn't sure of what I wanted until he caught me watching him jerking it in the barn and I thought he couldn't see me but at the end he called me in and ended in my mouth. "

Rods shivered and said, "mhmm" while still stroking himself softly. I continued, "My brother used to swim with me and one day when we were sort of goofing around in the pool and he grabbed me from behind and in me trying to wriggle away, my bathing suit slipped to the side and I felt something warm bouncing against me. We didn't move at first, but then he hugged me tight and said 'do you like that?' as he rubbed himself against me. I nodded and he rubbed himself back and forth between my legs until he squirted"
Rod moved his other hand to my knee and rubbed his thumb under the edge of the clothing hem.
"Then uncle Cody. When I stayed the night at the ranch he would come out to the couch and touch me when he thought I was sleeping. One day when I was rubbing his penis on my lips and he thought I was asleep, I tried to lick the tip without him knowing. But he knew and he let me stay over a lot more. I miss stuff like that. My mom hating guys has made me lose everything. I hate her"

Rod smiled and said, "Do you want to talk on my car for a bit? That way you can touch it too?" He made a movement that hinted that he was referring to his cock. My mouth was so eager that I just nodded and whispered "uh huh".
Rod pulled his pants up just a little and pulled his sweatshirt down so that his waistband held his erection flat and invisible under the edge of the sweatshirt.
We stood up and he put his hand gently on my shoulder as he guided me.
He helped me into the front passenger seat and shut the door, and then he walked around and got behind the driver's seat.
He said, "Are you okay with us parking over there by the hiking entrance so that maintenance guy doesn't interrupt our little date?". I smiled, pleased that he called it a date and I nodded.
He turned on the car and slowly drove to the other side of the parking lot.
Once he parked, he turned off the engine and scooted into the middle seat so there was only about 5 inches between us.
Rod said, "why don't you sit on my lap for a minute while we talk". I smiled and shifted as he helped me onto his lap. The motion pulled up the skirt to the point where only my underwear and his clothes were between my slit and the huge bulge in his pants.
I couldn't help but wriggle a little against the firm warmth of him. He breathed warm words into my ear, "I think we could help each other Kat" and he kissed my ear softly and he said, "I want to be your daddy and I want you to be my princess" he pressed his hips upwards and rubbed himself against me. "Do you want that?" He pressed me tightly against his body with one hand while his other hand found my panties and began to work their way into them.
His fingers found the top of my slit and began to pet and rub in circles. I sighed and whispered "yes". He rubbed a little harder and said, "Yes, what?". I could barely breathe as I whispered "yes, Daddy".
He began to kiss my neck and ear as his hands redirected so he was lifting me a little off his body with one hind while his other hand went deeper between my legs until I could feel that he was positioning his cock head at my opening while sliding my panties to the side.
My pussy was clenching and begging as he wedged his tip against my slippery slit and began to press. He was so thick that I whimpered happily as he pushed me down on his riding hips and I felt his huge cock start to stretch and spear my pussy. He got a few inches in and stopped. He whispered against my cheek, "are you okay sweetheart? Do you want me to stop".
My eyes were closed and I could barely shake my as I whispered "Don't..Stop...Daddy".
He kissed my cheek and nodded before starting a slow thrusting, barely pulling out but claiming another half inch with every thrust.
When he was nestled as deep as my body would allow but his shaft was still an inch or two from being completely buried he said, "You feel so good. Daddy isn't going to last long".
I turned my head so our lips brushed as I said "I want to feel you go inside of me, please, Daddy".
He kissed me, sticking his tongue in my mouth while he started to use his arms and hips to move us in sync until he bit my lip and forced me down on his cock until I could feel his cock throb and a warm wad of cum hit the end of me that he was thudding into over and over again until he was breathing heavily while just holding me tight against him.
We stayed like that until he grew soft and then he offered me some wet wipes from the glove compartment.
When we were both fully clothed again we smiled at each other. I felt another blush run up my face and neck.
Then he said, "When can I see you again"