Flirting With Dad by pureid

Flirting With Dad by pureid

Explore a provocative tale in 'Flirting With Dad' by PureID. Dive into a captivating adult story that challenges boundaries and ignites passion. Discover the complexities of desire in this enthralling narrative, perfect for those seeking an intriguing read. Click to explore the depth of forbidden attraction.<br/>

All Characters are over 18

It’s just been Daddy and I since I was little. So I guess it makes sense that we’ve been so close. I was one of those girls who talked about marrying my father. People thought it was cute! Now, most girls grow out of that phase, but I never did. The other girls started getting crushes on the boys in school, but not me! Even then, I knew there was only one man for me.

Thinking back, there was never any question in my mind that we would end up together. I knew other girls would be grossed out, but it always felt very natural to me. We loved each other, we loved spending time together, and he was perfect! Why would I want anyone else? Any other man would always be compared to my father and found wanting. Why struggle to look for a cheap knockoff when I could have the original?

However, the thought of actually fucking my father always felt very wrong. That’s what made it so hot! I never masturbated to anyone but him, or sometimes older men who bore a slight resemblance. I somehow convinced myself he looked just like Russell Crowe, and I covered my walls in posters of him. My dad doesn’t really look like Russell, he’s a bit overweight, and not that handsome. But I was always telling dad that he looked like Russell. Then I would talk about how Russell was the hottest guy ever. Dad always just laughed, he never seemed to take the hint!

Showing dad how I felt about him became my mission in those years. I would cuddle with him on the couch, wiggling my body up against his under a blanket. Then I would rest my head on his broad chest and stare up at him until he noticed. He would usually smile and say “Quit it Lily”. Then I would giggle and say “no”. Then he would smile and kiss my forehead.

I would take any opportunity to flirt with him. I’d look at old photos of him and say “Daddy you used to be so cute what happened” I would punch him playfully, he always responded by saying “I’m going to get you back!” and chasing me. I’d run, shrieking, making sure to shake my butt as I ran. Daddy would catch me and pin me to the ground, tickling me. Then he would whisper “I’ve got you now Lilypad” into my ear. Lilypad was his pet name for me when I was younger. I don’t know why, but I get a little wet every time Daddy calls me that now.

As my body developed, I made sure to show off at every opportunity! I’d walk from the bathroom with just my towel wrapped around me. I was always dropping stuff in front of him just to make a big show of bending over to pick it up. Daddy must have thought I was such a clutz! I’d wear panties and bras to breakfast in the morning. Eventually he would chastise me and ask me to cover up. I loved this! It let me know he was noticing me! I would giggle and say “why Daddy?” “You know why, Lily!” he would reply. “Ok Daddy but you’re no fun!”

I knew I had to make myself look sexy for Daddy to want me. I watched hours of makeup tutorials so I could look all grownup for him. I started getting eyelash extensions, and pedicured nails. Not to be conceited, but I know I’m a pretty girl. I have long curly brown hair and a nice round ass with C Cup breasts. I’m only 5’1, I’d like to be taller, but I do think it’s so hot how Daddy towers over me. Lots of boys at school ask me out but I turn them all down. They call me names like ice-queen or frigid-bitch, but I don’t mind. I know I’m going home to Daddy!

I loved making Daddy take me to the mall. These were my favorite days because he had to pay attention to me all day!! I would hold his hand and drag him from store to store. I loved trying on clothes for him. I would put on a summer dress and give him a twirl finished by a cute pose. I’d try on tight jean shorts and miniskirts, then turn as if I was looking at myself in the mirror, but really I was just showing Daddy my butt.

I feasted on the attention I got from grown men. Other fathers, shop attendants, creepy old pervs, they all couldn’t keep their eyes off me. I didn’t care about them, I just loved showing Daddy that other men found me sexy. After I caught a man leering at me I would look up at Daddy and grab his arm and squeeze it, as if to say, See! They want me, why don’t you?

Sometimes I would make my dad try on clothes. He always protested, but would humor me. This was a rare time where I could tell him how hot he was to me without sounding weird. One time I made him try on a slimming patterned button down shirt. He came out of the dressing room looking so fine! “This shirt is for a man 20 years younger and 30 pounds lighter!” he protested. I put on a cutesy little girl voice and said “Ohhh no Daddy, I love it, you look so cute and sexy! You have to buy it! Please, for me Daddy, pleaseeee!” Then I made a puppy dog face and stared up at him, batting my long lashes. He gave in, of course, he always gives in eventually!

I loved walking out of the mall carrying all the bags of clothes and makeup he bought me. I loved showing the other girls what a generous loving Daddy I had. And I loved kissing him on the cheek at the end and whispering “thank you Daddy” then giving him a long hug, pressing my breasts into his stomach.

My worst fear is that Daddy will meet someone before I have a chance to make my move. He’s gone on a few dates, and I’ve made it very clear I don’t approve. I pout and stop giving him all my normal affection. I don’t cheer up until he offers to take ME out on a date. I love my date nights with Daddy! I want to look sexy for him, but I know if I dress too sluttily he won’t let me leave the house! Stepping over that line is so thrilling!

Let me tell you about our most recent date. We were planning on getting dinner at a nice Italian place and seeing a teen romcom after. I wore a tight pink dress that stopped mid thigh, paired with tall black boots. My dress had buttons down the front, I left the top three unbuttoned to show off my breasts.

I walked down the stairs to see Daddy looking sooo fine. He was wearing a suit jacket and the button down shirt I had made him buy! And I could tell he’d spent a lot of time trying to make his unkempt hair presentable. Daddy gave me a once over and frowned. “No daughter of mine is leaving the house dressed like that!” He reached down and buttoned the three top buttons of my dress. “That’s better, now you look like a little lady.” The graze of his fingers against my skin sent shivers down my spine.

The night flew by. At dinner I excused myself to the ladies room. Looking in the mirror I took a deep breath, then unclasped the three top buttons on my dress again. As I sat back down at the table I half expected Daddy to be angry, but I could see a new look on his face as he looked at my breasts.

“Lily, Do you know what the people here are thinking about right now?”

“No Daddy”

“The way you’re dressed, are you my daughter ,or are you my girlfriend.”

My heart raced, I couldn’t speak. My dad just stared at me for a moment. “Is that what you want? To be my girlfriend?”

My whole body was shaking now. All I could do was nod meekly. “It’s what I’ve always wanted, Daddy.”

My Daddy just stared at me with a new hunger in his eyes. Without breaking eye contact, he signaled the waiter for the check. He placed his hand on my thigh under the table and squeezed it tightly. He leaned over and whispered “You’re going to make me a very happy man.” I blushed. My heart was racing at a million miles a minute!

Daddy escorted me out of the restaurant in a hurry. He kept his arm wrapped around me tight the whole time. He opened my car door for me, and smacked my ass as I got in. I’d awakened something new in him!

Daddy got in the car, forcefully grabbed my shoulders and pulled me into him. He wrapped one hand around my neck and kissed me. Now I’d spent years imagining my first kiss with Daddy, my first kiss ever! It was even better than I’d hoped: warm, tender and forceful. He held my neck tightly with one hand, while the other roamed around, pinching and squeezing my body. Daddy broke off the kiss and looked right into my eyes “I love you, Lily. You are absolutely perfect. Everything a father could wish for”.

As Daddy drove me home, I just gazed at him dreamily. I was the luckiest girl in the world! He parked the car, and as I got out, he picked me up and carried me over his shoulder into our house and up the stairs to his bedroom. He gave me a few playful spanks as he carried me. Daddy roughly tossed me onto the bed. He climbed over me and pressed himself against me. Putting his hands around my neck he kissed me passionately. I was in heaven! Daddy tore off my dress, ripping it in half. He is so strong! Then he threw off his clothes, revealing his enormous cock.

I had never seen a hard penis in person before, let alone an 8” monster like his. “Daddy, that thing is going to tear me in half” I trembled. He grabbed my neck tightly with one of his enormous hands, and leaned over to whisper in my ear. “I don’t care. This is what you wanted, Lily. You act like a dirty little slut, This is what you’re going to get!” His grip on my neck tightened. “Your body belongs to me now, and I’m going to do whatever I please with it!” he growled.

“Get on your knees and show me how much you love me” I knelt before him, my whole body was shaking now. Suddenly I was having second thoughts, I didn’t know if I could do this. His penis was so intimidating up close! Daddy must have been able to sense what I was thinking because he grabbed the back of my head and guided my lips to his dick. “It’s too late to back out now, get to work!” Looking up at Daddy I could tell he enjoyed seeing me trembling with fear. And nothing turns me on like making my Daddy happy.

So, I gingerly put out my tongue and touched the bulbous head. I heard Daddy groan in pleasure. I didn’t really know what to do, so I just started swirling my tongue around, like I was french kissing. This went on for a moment, until I felt Daddy’s hand pushing my head into his dick. He wanted me to put it in my mouth? I obliged, which elicited more groans from Daddy. I started bobbing my head up and down. Wow, he really seemed to love that!