becoming a woman with daddy's help

Story Script:

NARRATOR: The opening credits of an old movie flickered across the basement screen, casting a soft, blue glow over the large pullout sofa. She was curled against his side, her head on his shoulder, a practiced intimacy between a father and his daughter.

ACTOR1: I love this part, Dad. It’s so cozy down here with you.

ACTOR2: Me too, sweetie. My favorite part of the week.

NARRATOR: She shifted slightly, deliberately pressing her budding chest against his arm. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escaped her lips as she began a slow, rhythmic rocking of her hips, grinding her pussy against his thigh through her thin pajama shorts.

ACTOR1: Mmm, you’re so warm. Does this feel good?

ACTOR2: God, yes. You’re moving so perfectly.

NARRATOR: His hand slid from her shoulder down to the small of her back, pressing her harder against him. She could feel the thick, hard outline of his cock straining against his jeans. Her own clit was throbbing with each roll of her hips.

ACTOR1: I think… I think I want to feel you, Daddy. For real.

ACTOR2: Let me help you, baby. Just relax.

NARRATOR: His fingers hooked into the waistband of her shorts and panties, pulling them down just enough to expose her wet, glistening slit. He guided his thick cock out of his pants, the tip already beading with precum. With a gentle but firm pull, he positioned himself at her entrance.

ACTOR1: Oh! Yes, please… put it in.

NARRATOR: He pushed into her tight, virgin pussy, her gasp swallowed by the movie’s soundtrack. He filled her completely, a deep, stretching pleasure that made her toes curl.