My dad was the biggest sucker in the Universe! I mean, he didn't even see it coming until I had his cock stuck so far up my little 13 year old pussy that he couldn't stop himself. He banged me in the living room, the kitchen, my bedroom, and finally in the bed he shared with that twat who isn't really my mom.

I had always lusted after him, and when mom died, I thought it would be just him and me. I was ten at the time and had been masturbating since I was 8. I loved and missed mom, but I had always harbored a secret longing for my father and after an acceptable grieving time, I started making plans to seduce my Daddy.

Unfortunately, before I could make my move, Daddy did something extremely stupid: He married this useless cunt who I hated from the start! She was tall and blonde and built like a brick shithouse and I was sure that Daddy was just interested in her body, just as I was sure that she was just interested in Daddy's wallet.

Still, I went ahead with my plans, starting with ridding myself of my wretched virginity. I didn't want to be a stumbling, inexperienced fool with my Daddy, so I picked an appropriate boy close to my age (one Billy Williams, aged 15) and let him have my damn hymen. I bled like a stuck pig, but I didn't cry. I was glad to be rid of it, as I saw it as just one more thing getting in the way of my Daddy's dick.

The first time was, as I said, when I was 13. That was three years ago. That woman my Daddy married, Gloria, who I will NEVER call "mom", was away for the weekend on some corporate retreat. Probably balling some executive at that big company she worked for. I didn't know that for sure, but Gloria didn't strike me as the kind of bitch who would let anything get in the way of her career, least of all a man she married for the money.

She couldn't keep her legs opened at home, nor closed away from it, so Daddy was pretty horny at that point, which was perfect for my plan.

I'd prepped for this little encounter by borrowing my friend Amy's school uniform. We didn't wear them at my school, so I didn't have one of my own. Besides, Amy was much shorter and smaller than me, so her uniform left little to the imagination on my 5'6" frame. The plaid skirt only half-covered my ass and I tied the white blouse in a knot underneath my budding breasts. I wore the same size shoe as that whore Gloria, so I stole a pair of her hot-pink come-fuck-me pumps with 6" heels. I added a pair of frilly ankle socks to it from Gloria's lingerie drawer.

I knew Daddy had this big smoking fetish from looking through his porn, so I snuck Gloria's short white and silver cigarette holder and a pack of her long cigarettes and practiced in front of the bathroom mirror for about a week until I looked natural doing it.

As I waited for Daddy to come home that day, I applied some pink lip gloss and rouge to my cheeks, and enough eye makeup to get me branded a whore if any of the girls from school saw me. I tied my light brunette hair in a ponytail with a scrunchy and put a matching one around my left wrist, then admired myself in the mirror. Damn, I looked so hot that even I'd fuck me!

I mixed a small pitcher of martinis (Daddy's favorite!) and sat on the couch, awaiting my prey.

Around 6 PM, Daddy came in tired and exhausted. He did a double-take when he saw me. "Sheila," he asked, "what are you wearing?"

"You like it, Daddy?" I asked, spinning around. "All the girls are wearing it these days. It's so cool!" Daddy shook his head, oblivious to teenage fashions as I had hoped he would be. And I just knew it would get his juices flowing!

"Now sit down," I said, grabbing his hand and leading him to the sofa, "and tell me all about your day." He was putty in my hands, letting me push him gently onto the couch. I walked to the bar, giving my ass a lot of wiggle, and grabbed his drink. I brought it back and handed it to him, smiling my sexiest smile. "Bottoms up!"

Daddy downed the drink fairly quickly and smacked his lips. "Wonderful! I guess I really needed that, baby. Thank you."

I grabbed back the martini glass. "Then I guess you could stand another one," I said, turning back toward the bar.

I stopped halfway there and bent down at the waist to pick up an imaginary piece of lint from the carpet. Daddy was getting a free-shot of my exposed panties. I looked back at him, happy to see that he was gawking at me, and I smiled at him. "Enjoying the view, Daddy?"

He actually blushed! I had him, and I knew it. I filled the glass again and brought it back to the sofa. Daddy took the glass then, wrapping his arm around my waist, he pulled me onto his lap. Time to pull out the secret weapon! I grabbed the prepared cigarette in the holder from the side table with a lighter and lit up, blowing the smoke in Daddy's face.

"Young lady," he chided. "When did you start smoking?"

"Oh, Daddy! Anyone who's anybody smokes. Besides, it makes me look totally mature."

Daddy sipped his drink and let his right hand slide up my leg as I squirmed atop him. "I guess so," he said, unwilling to fight me over what I'm sure was turning him on big time.

I put my arms around his neck and moved in close until our lips were inches apart. "Kiss me, Daddy," I whispered.

His lips came to mine and we kissed hungrily. He managed to set his glass down on the end table and his hands started roaming my body. I sighed as his right hand found its way to my dripping pussy. I pulled away slightly, took a draw on the cigarette holder, and released the smoke as we kissed, sharing the tang of the nicotine.

I could feel Daddy's cock growing beneath my achingly-hot ass and his hands had found their way to my tits and cunt. I was so happy! I slid around until I was straddling his lap and sliding my tongue as far into his mouth as it would go. I humped in simulation as I imagined the coupling to come. I grabbed his drink from the table and took a sip, looking deep into his eyes. I slid down his body and was on my knees before him. I unzipped his pants and fished out his magnificent beast of a cock. I moaned in excitement as I slid it into my warm, wet mouth.

As I said, I was far from a virgin, having let Billy Williams go all the way with me when I was 12. I sucked his cock until I was pretty good at it, and I could tell from Daddy's reaction that I was doing it right for him, too. He groaned and bucked and suddenly shot a big ol' load into my precious little teeny mouth. I swallowed it right down.

"Damn! Where'd you learn to do that?" Daddy asked.

"You'd be surprised what I can do, Daddy," I said, fluttering my long eyelashes at him. I laid down on the floor and spread my legs, showing him my frilly panties. "Tear 'em off and fuck me, Daddy!"

Daddy wasn't the kind of man to turn down pussy, and my junior beaver had him totally captivated. With a growl, he slid down to the floor and grabbed my panties with his teeth. I thrilled to the feel of him ripping the dripping wet fabric from my cunt! Now my pussy was bare for him to see.

"You shaved it," he said in awe, staring at my vagina.

"I want you to imagine I'm any age you'd like, Daddy," I said, moving it in a small circle for him. "I'm your little girl, Daddy."

Daddy slid up my thin body and I guided his cock into my dripping slit. I groaned as he entered me, excited that my own father was buried to the hilt in my eager, 13 year old snatch. He started moving in and out slowly, as we both savored every subtle move.

Cigarette holders are so cool, I learned that day, because you can clench one in your mouth and still smoke while fucking, which is what I did as Daddy plowed his manly cock deep into my little hole, stretching it wide. I dug my nails deep into Daddy's back, marking my territory for that skank Gloria to see later.

I lost track of the number of times I came before Daddy dumped his load into my unprotected pussy. When it was over, I held him atop me and sighed in contentment.

Daddy looked down at me, smiling. "I love you, Sheila."

"I love you too, Daddy... When are you throwing that bitch out?"

"Tomorrow," he promised. "You're all the woman I need, baby."

The End