A Daughter’s Reluctant Love

I laid naked on my bed. Waiting, just waiting. The moon shoned though my bedroom window lighting the room just enough to allow me to just be able to see a few things in my room, the nightstand beside my bed, the closed door and more importantly the door knob. My eyes were locked on the door knob watching, waiting for it to turn. I knew it would turn sooner or later and he would ease into my room like he’s done almost every night for the last two months, ever since my fifteenth birthday. He took my virginity that night claiming it was my “birthday present”. He made me a “real woman”. His woman. His words not mine. And almost every night since he would ease into my room and for the next two or three hours I would be his play thing.

As I laid there on my bed my ears strained listening for any sound. Anything at all that might signal his approach. But I don’t hear a sound and begin to wonder if he’d forgotten. Maybe he just fell asleep! Maybe tonight he won’t force himself on me, make me submit and make me moan in pleasure as his fuck stick rams inside of me. Maybe tonight I can just relax and sleep. Part of me was overjoyed at that thought but a bigger part of me was kind of disappointed.

But then I heard it. The jiggle of the doorknob moments before it turned and the door eased open. And in he came. His tall frame eased into the room and closed the door quietly. The pale moon light fell on him giving him a ghost like hue. His chest rose and fell slowly with each breath, his body was bare of any body hair except for his crotch. A man’s not a man if he doesn’t have a bush above his meat. Again his words not mine. All he was wearing was a pair of boxers and already it was starting to tent from his erection. He wasn’t huge like the men in erotic stories try to make themselves seem and no he wasn’t porn star big but he was big enough especially when he pushed that joystick into my tight little hole.

He walked over to my bed, a smile on his face as he pushed down his boxers and stepped out of them. “There’s my girl. How’s daddy’s princess? Ready to have some more fun?” He reached down and gently stroked my cheek, I didn’t say a word. I never do…..in the beginning. “Speechless as always.” He chuckled.

Slowly he crawled onto my bed and spread my legs exposing my treasure to his eyes.