My Dad_(0)

Well it was nice and warm today for my 13th birthday we celebrated by going having a picnic on the beach. It was just mum, dad and my sister with our dog Jack. We played for ages building sandcastles and swimming. I’ve never really gotten along with mum, we tend to fight alot about everything but we didn’t even have any cross words with each other, it was a relief. We went home at about 4pm because mum had to work tonight waitressing and my sister Sally wanted to go over to her friends house to sleep the night.
I played out back for a while with Jack in my cubby house. It was just getting on dusk before I came in, mum was just leaving Sally left earlier.
Dad told me that he was going to order pizza for tea and that I should have a shower first. I mucked around as you do for a while in my room before heading for the shower. It was nice getting the salt from the sea off my body and wasing my hair. I came out and watched some tv with dad until the pizza arrived.
After we ate we put a video on, the dead poets society and watched this for a while. I had never seen this film before but it was really sad. I started crying when the character killed himself, it was so sad.
Dad opened his arms which I went to to get some confort, sitting on his lap and hugging him. He kept stroking my hair and rubbing my back all the while I was sniffling. I was worn out from the day and the crying I had done, I was starting to get dozzy on dad.
He kissed me on the lips and whispered to me not to be sad as it was only a movie. He kept kissing me on my checks but comming back to my lips all the time. I just snuggled closer to him until the last kiss on the lips where I felt his tongue enter my mouth, it felt funny. I had never been kissed this way before. His large hands were still rubbing my back and hair keeping me close to him while he explored my mouth. I blinked my eyes open when he stoped and looked at him, he just smiled at me and pulled me closer. I felt very contented all cozied up with dad on the couch. I don’t know what was wrong with me ’cause I didn’t seem to have any energy, I was very lathargic.
We stayed that way for a little while until dad told me that it was bed time, I didn’t protest as I was sleepy. He picked me up and took me to my parents bed instead of mine, I didn’t protest.
Dad put me in the middle of the bed under the sheet and went to the bathroom. He came back and slipped under the sheet with me in the bed and snuggled up to me, pulling the top half of me onto his chest. He started to rub my back again, it felt really nice. Then he started to kiss my neck and checks until he found my mouth and started to kiss me again. I really liked it, I hadn’t been kissed like this before.
His hands continued to massage my side as well as my back. Then I felt his hands on the skin of my back, he must have lifted my nighty up, I didn’t even notice him doing that as he was still kissing me. This went on for a while with him massaging more of me, moving his hands down to my bottom and squeezing and then moving up and over to my sides and back down, I didn’t seem to care as I was still in a bit of a daze. He was pushing me tightly to him it felt very good.
Then he stopped kissing and massaging me and sat me up, telling me what a good girl I was and that he was giving me a special birthday present, I just smiled at him as I couldn’t seem to think that much I was in such a daze.