Ruined By Daddy

MARIELLE

I stood in front of the small house which was supposed to be my home. Rain poured down on me hard but I did not care at all. I felt cold and drenched from head to toe but the pain inside my heart was much worse than any rain.

It had been two years since my father passed away.

He was the man I truly loved and the man I was so proud of. I was his princess and he was my everything. He was the best father I could ever imagine. The coolest dad I could ever have.

It was already late at night and I wanted to spend this time alone. I did not want anyone to interrupt me or come into my memories with my father.

I knew my family would be searching for me but no one knew about this place. It was a secret just between me and my dad. He gave me this house on my sixteenth birthday and we always came here every year on my birthday until last year.

I took a deep breath and walked to the front door. I unlocked it with my fingerprint and stepped inside. The whole house lit up with lights right away. I locked the door behind me and let my bag drop to the floor.

I stepped out of my shoes and walked straight to my bedroom. As I went through the hallway I slid my dress off my shoulders and let it drop to the floor. I was alone in this house.

This was my private space and no one could interrupt it.

I unclipped my bra before I stepped into my bedroom. The familiar scent hit my nostrils and made me relax. It was my house. I hooked my fingers into my panties and slowly pulled them down my thighs until they fell to the floor.

I stepped out of them slowly and walked to the bathroom. I needed to relax and calm my racing mind and those heartbroken thoughts. I stepped into the shower and let the warm water wrap around my body like it was made for me. My heart raced as I closed my eyes. I felt the water drip from my hair all the way down to my feet.

I let my muscles relax and a soft sigh came from my lips.

All of a sudden a random thought hit me. I felt something between my thighs and I pressed them together without thinking. I shut my eyes tight.

My thoughts were vulgar and for a second it felt like it was not me. I had always been sexually frustrated which made me horny all the time. I was only nineteen but I had never even had my first kiss which was kind of funny.

Well that was my choice.

I was timid and very shy but I had fantasies I wanted to make real. Some dark fantasies. I feel shy even talking to a guy but behind closed doors I know I like to be controlled. Dominated. Vulnerable.

My soles burned and my body felt like it was going into heat. I wanted a release but there was nothing I could do about it right then. I wanted to explore but I was naive and scared at the same time.

But tonight I wanted to try it. I stepped out of the shower with my long hair sticking to my body. I walked into my bedroom and put my towel on the bed.

Then I got on the bed and moved to the middle. I spread my legs.

My hand moved down to my pussy and I brushed it slowly. I felt my own wetness. I gulped and spread my legs even wider. My body shivered and my toes curled a little. I was horny. Hornier than I had ever been.

It was freaky but it was my side that no one knew about.

This felt natural for me. I slid my finger up and down slowly. I felt my pussy throbbing for more and I closed my eyes. I felt so hot. My wetness dripped down onto the towel.

I had not even touched inside myself yet and I was ready to take anything with how wet I was.

"O-oh fuck- "

I pushed a finger into my pussy slowly then stopped. My walls clenched around it and I was tight as hell. Of course I was. I was a virgin and I had never tried two fingers.

I was scared of the pain that comes with the pleasure I wanted to feel fully. My other hand moved to my tit and my nipples were erect.

"Hmm- "

A moan slipped from my lips. My back arched as I pushed my finger a little deeper. I moved it back and forth slowly. The heat wrapped around me like lava erupting from a volcano.

"Fuck!"

I bit my lower lip after a pleasure cry escaped me. I felt a knot forming in my stomach and I moaned loudly. My hand gripped my tit hard and squeezed which made me gasp.

A cry of pleasure came from my lips and my eyes fluttered open. My half-closed half-dazed eyes met a pair of black eyes that were darkened.

My gaze stuck on the man leaning against the wall right in front of me. He stared at the sinful sight. My breath caught in my throat as the pleasure died away.

It was my father's best friend.

My best friend's uncle.

My cheeks burned with shame.

"I-I……"

I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. I was shocked to find him here. It was not possible for him to be here.

My hands trembled as I slowly pulled my hand away from my throbbing pussy that wanted release so bad.

I could not believe I was finger fucking myself in front of this hot Greek God.

My supposed uncle.

Cassius Marchetti.