DIRTY PAGES (A Short Story Collection)
I've always wanted my daddy to see me more as a woman and less like his awkward daughter, and now it was starting to happen.
After kicking off his jeans, Daddy sat back down, paused, and then slowly lowed his boxers down to his knees. I did my best to keep my panting quiet as I leered at my daddy's cock. His balls were round and hung below a thick shaft that arched downward.
"This is, um, a penis," my dad said, rubbing a hand over his head. "I don't know if this is exactly appropriate but, um, yeah."
I couldn't speak as I was mesmerized by it. Even as he spoke, it seemed to be slowly growing or stretching out. Daddy cupped a hand under his balls and lifted them to make an adjustment.