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My Story Time:

Okay bestie, buckle up because this one’s extra and I’m about to spill ALL the tea. So, I (21F) was low-key obsessed with the way my dad’s eyes would flicker whenever I wore pantyhose—like, full-on thirsty vibes. So one night, I decided to turn up the heat. I strutted into the living room in these sleek black pantyhose, no cap, looking boujee AF, and just stared at him with this smirk.

His face? Shook. Like, sheesh, daddy was struggling. So I hit him with the, “You wanna beat your cock while I watch, right?” And y’all—his jaw dropped. He was like, “Fuck, babygirl…” but his hands were already moving, unzipping his pants like his life depended on it.

Seeing him stroke that thick dick just for me? Mood. I crossed my legs slow, letting the pantyhose squeak just to watch him twitch. “Pathetic,” I purred, and he groaned, his cock leaking like, immediately. The way his hips jerked when he came? Iconic. But I wasn’t done. “Again,” I demanded, and—iykyk—daddy always obeys.

By the third time, his thighs were shaking, but I was the one getting wet. So yeah, I slid my hand under my pantyhose and rubbed my clit right there while he watched, gasping, “Good boy.” And when I came? Big yikes for him, because he busted one more time just from that.

Period. Slay. Mic drop.