What Daddy Would Have Wanted [F4M]

What Daddy Would Have Wanted

by /u/rubber_foal for GWA
[F4M][age][rape][incest][dad's best friend]

After attending her father's wake, a woman catches up with her dad's best friend. As she seduces him, she reveals shocking secrets about her relationship with her father.

Note: When precise ages are mentioned, I've left it blank so you can adjust it to suit your own preference. The stories are told sequentially, so add a year with each vignette. So if you start at 16, the next story happens when she's 17 and so on.

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<begin with a deflated, sombre tone>

Oh! Hey. You're still here.

No, it's fine. Actually, I was worried that you might have left without saying goodbye.

Join me for a drink?

<pause>

Dad used to show off this bottle of whiskey all the time. Apparently it's worth a lot.  He said that I could have it if I promised that I would drink to him after his funeral.

I don't really like whiskey.  I'm not a big drinker at all, actually.

<sigh> But I made the promise. I'm just going to have one drink and then keep the bottle on the shelf. To, you know, remind me of him... or whatever.

But you should have a drink too! You guys were friends for so long. He would have wanted that.

You went to the same high school as my dad, right? I can't even imagine what it would be like to be friends with somebody for that long. You guys were friends for almost twice as long as I've been alive. That's crazy.

I can't believe he's gone. It doesn't seem real yet.

<sound: pour two short drinks>

Here you go.

To Dad.

<sound: chink of glass>

<you swallow. you reel and cough as the strong alcohol burns your mouth and throat>

Ahh! Shit! That's strong!

<take a short moment to recover>

Your speech today was really touching.

 It was really comforting, in a way... seeing all of these people come to pay their respects to my dad. But it was also kind of weird. All of those people, they didn't know him like I knew him. And I wondered if they would've even come to the funeral if they knew....

Fuck. I'm going to need another drink.

<you quickly pour another shot and drink it>

I'm really glad that it's just the two of us. There's something I need to get off my chest.

And... shit. No one knows about this. No one. Not even Mom.

I know that everyone thinks that my dad was this amazing guy, right? That's what everybody's been saying to me all day. The perfect man. Hard-working, loyal, good father... the whole package.

You should have seen what he was like at home. I mean, the times he was at home anyway. he wasn't really around all that much.

I don't remember a night when he didn't come home drunk. The times he didn't come home drunk, he was already at home getting drunk.

He cheated on Mom. So many times. With girls from work. Or Prostitutes. He'd go on business trips for weeks and Mom would cry herself to sleep, knowing in the back of her mind that he was probably fucking some young girl at that moment.

He still loved her, even with all of the bullshit he put her through. He really did love her.

Mom left him when I was [????]teen. That's about the time it started.

<sigh>

About two weeks after Mum left, he staggered through the door. Blind drunk, as usual. But I could tell he'd been crying.

I was watching TV and doing my homework and he sat next to me and just started kissing my neck and face, while saying Mom's name.

I remember it so vividly. He reeked of whisky, and his stubble was so rough on my cheek. I yelled at him to get off and ran straight to my room and locked the door. For twenty minutes I just watched the door, staring. Wondering if he was going to try and come in and... I dunno... rape me, I guess.

A few hours later I opened the door really quietly and I saw that he had passed out on the couch. The next day when he dropped me off at school he didn't say anything. He probably didn't even remember.

We never spoke about it.

Nothing happened for a few more weeks so I didn't tell anybody. It was probably an accident, right?

But a couple of months later something else happened. It was midnight and my dad wasn't home yet, so I just went to bed. I woke up when I heard someone opening my bedroom door.

I was freaking out. I didn't even know if it was my dad or not. I was freaking out but for some reason I couldn't move or talk. I wanted to scream but I couldn't. It was like I was frozen. And I heard someone tip-toeing through my room, like they didn't want to wake me up. And before he got too close the smell of whiskey hit me and it relaxed me a little bit. Because I knew it was my dad and not some sick rapist or whatever.

It was pitch black so I couldn't see anything. But I remember his whiskers scratching my cheek as he kissed my face and neck. I remember breathing in his thick, whiskey breath. And he slipped his hands underneath the blankets and started touching me all over my body.

And I don't know why I didn't say anything. I was scared shitless. But I liked it. And I was scared that I liked it.

Then he put his hand inside my pyjama pants and started rubbing his finger up and down my slit. He was so gentle. It was weird that he was so drunk, yet his finger was rubbing on my pussy and clit so gently, so carefully. It was strange.

He must have known I was awake, because I was breathing so heavily. But I didn't say anything. And he didn't say anything either.

He rubbed me for a little while and then he put a finger inside me. It felt so dirty. So fucking dirty. And then it started to hurt. I'd never had anyone touch me down there before that.

So then I finally summoned up the courage to say something. I said "Dad. I'm not Mom."

He stopped straight away and then walked out of the room and closed the door. Without a word.

And I wondered if he knew what he was doing or not. And after he left, when I was thinking about what the hell just happened, I started rubbing myself. Just the way he had done it. And I rubbed the wetness from my virgin pussy into my clit, and I had my first orgasm.

While I was thinking about Dad.

<pause>

So. Do you need another drink after hearing that? <laugh>

I think so.

<pour another round of drinks>

Hard to believe, huh? Yeah.

No. No, it's okay. I'm okay. Really. It's fine.

<long pause as you sip on your drink>

We've known each other for a long time. You were friends with Dad before I was born.

I know this might seem a bit weird, because you've known me since I was a little girl. But...

I used to have the biggest crush on you when I was a teenager.

<laugh> Sorry. Didn't mean to make it awkward.

Now that Dad's gone I suppose there's no reason not to tell you.

You were fucking hot back then. Well, I mean you still are...

But there was something about the age difference that turned me on so fucking much. Something about a man the same age as my dad.

Remember that time that you and Dad were talking on the couch and I came and squeezed between the two of you? You said it was cute.

What I really wanted to do was sit on your lap. Sit on your lap and grind myself against you until I could feel the bulge straining against me.  Rubbing myself all over that throbbing, aching hardness beneath your jeans, while you ran your hands all over my [????]teen year old body.

Yeah, that's how old I was! It doesn't seem like that long ago, does it?

You could have had me. Back then, I mean. You totally could have fucked your best friends [????]teen year old daughter if you made a move.

But that would have been a just a little bit inappropriate. <awkward laugh>

And it's probably not the right time to be talking about it anyway. I'm sure you wouldn't want to disrespect him, not today of all times.

Sorry.

<pause>

Could I get a hug though?

Yeah? I really need one.

<rustling of fabric>

Mmmm...

<hushed> Don't stop holding me. It feels so nice.

You won't disappear, will you? Just because Dad's gone. We could be friends anyway...

It's not that strange for an older man to be friends with a much younger woman. Is it?

Mm.

<a gentle kiss. it quickly escalates into passionate kissing. your breathing quickens>

Mm. Oh shit.

<hushed> I've wanted this for so fucking long.

<kissing resumes>

Do you know how many times I masturbated thinking about you while I was a little girl? I lost count.

Get your cock out. Get your fucking cock out.

Don't worry about taking your clothes off. Just get it out.

Do you know how fucking wet I've been getting just by talking to you? It'll slide right in.

<sharp inhale> Ohh fuck yes-

<you quickly take the cock into your mouth, moaning loudly and breathing heavily through your nose as you do so. you've waited years for this opportunity, and you're very eager to please>

<after a short while>  Mmm... I should have done this a long time ago.

Oh fuck. You have a nice cock. A very nice cock.

<rising to your feet>

Feel this. Feel how wet I am.

Mmmm. Fuck yes.

Do you feel how wet you made me?

You want me as well don't you? You've wanted me since I was a teenager. When I used to walk around the house in those tiny shorts.

You don't think it was on purpose? <laugh>

I've always wanted the attention of older men. Even my daddy.

Yes. Rub my clit. Mmm. Your fingers feel so rough against my clit. It's fucking hot.

Uhhhnn...

Put it in. Come on. Put in right now.

Yeah. Yeah.


<moan as entered>


Ohhhhh... Shit! Shit. Shit yes.

Oh! Fuck! You've wanted this a long time, haven't you?

Mm. I can tell. Ohhhh!

Yes. Yes. Pound me hard. Pound me fucking hard.

God. You're a fucking animal.

Oh. Oh. Oh shit. Oh shit yes.

Do you think this is what my dad would have wanted? Hmm?

Ahhh! Fuck! Harder. Harder. Harder!

Admit it. Those stories turned you on didn't they? You dirty old man.

Mmmmm! Shit.

But I didn't tell you the best story.

It was the night before my [????]teenth birthday.

Ah! Yes. Don't stop. Don't fucking stop.

My dad was passed out on the couch downstairs.

I unzipped his pants. Pulled out his cock. And I sucked it.

Ahhh! Oh shit. You like that, huh?

It didn't get hard straight away so I kept sucking it for a few minutes.

Mmm!

<breathlessly> And then it got hard, and he started moaning in his sleep.

And then he woke up. And when he saw his own daughter sucking his cock...

The noise he made. Oh, fuck.

He grabbed me and threw me on the sofa. He was so rough. At first I thought he might have been angry at me.

But... he bent me over and rammed his cock straight into me. Hard. Over and over.

He grabbed me by the waist and pounded me with everything he had. He was fucking me as hard he could.

I was screaming. He was so rough. It was like he was fucking possessed or something.

I couldn't have stopped him even if I wanted to. I came on his cock over and over and over.


<fucking intensifies>


Ohhhh! Fuck. Yes. Yes. Yes! Fuck me. Don't hold back.

Make me your little bitch. Make me feel like a little fucking bitch.

Yeah. Yeah. Fuck your little bitch.

Oh shit! Ahh!

Say it.

Call me a fucking bitch! Say it!

Oh! Oh! Oh!

Show me what you do to little bitches.

Come on! Show me!

Fuck!

Yes. Pull my hair. Please. Pull my hair.

Pull my hair...

"Daddy"

<fucking intensifies further>

Oh! Oh!

Oh, Daddy. Oh, Daddy. Fuck yes Daddy.

Fuck your little bitch, Daddy. Fuck her.

Ahh! Ahh!

Ohhh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit.

Daddy. Why?

Why, Daddy.

Fuck.

Why, Daddy. Why.

I'm just a whore. I'm just a worthless whore, Daddy.

You made me into a filthy fucking worthless little whore.

Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!

Yes! Pound me. Pound me. Pound meee!

Fuck that little girl cunt. Fuck it!

Treat me like the whore I am, Daddy.

Fuck me rough. Fuck me as rough as you like. I'm yours. I'm your little bitch.

Bruise me. Ruin me.

Oh! Oh! OH! OH!

YES! YES! I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna fucking cum.

Don't stop. Daddy, don't stop. Don't stop. Don't stop.

Ahhhhh!

I'm cumming! I'm cumming!

<climax>

Are you close? Cum inside me okay? Cum inside your little girl, Daddy.

Fucking cum! Cum! Yeah!

Come inside me Daddy. You dirty old man. You fucking perverted old man, Daddy.

Cum. Cum!

Yeahhhh! Mm. Oh shit yes.

Ah! Fuck. So deep. Mmm..

God. So much cum.

<breathing winds down. you take a moment to recover>

Oh. <laugh>

I can feel your cum oozing out of me.

<lick your fingers>

Mmm.

<short pause>

So how do you feel?

All these years you wanted to fuck me. Your best friend's daughter. And you finally did it. On the day of his funeral.

Come on. I think we both need another drink.