Anna's Shorts: The bimbo pill - Sex Stories

Anna's Shorts: The bimbo pill

... felt. I longed to feel my daddy inside me. For some reason I had felt like the girl I had seen and I were very similar. The man in the clip had called her a bimbo. Did that mean that I was a bimbo as well?

"D-daddy?" I whimpered, and I could feel his hand stop caressing me as I spoke. Thankfully he didn't pull away his hand, and merely grunted. "D-do you like bimbos?" I asked, realizing I needed to know if what I had seen in the clip was something men like daddy enjoyed.

"Why do you ask, princess? Do you feel like a bimbo?" dad asked, his voice thick. Then he pulled down my bra to expose my breasts fully. I swallowed hard, and a part of me knew that we were about to cross a line. Once more I couldn't quite realize what that line was, and why I hesitated.

"I think I do," I said, and I was about to elaborate, when I suddenly felt dad's fingers pinch my stiff nipple. I let out a whimper, his touch fueling my arousal. I couldn't help myself any longer, and I grabbed his hand and pulled it to my mouth. It felt like the right thing to do as I wrapped my lips around his index finger, and began to suck on it.

"There's my good girl," dad said softly. "Daddy wants his princess to be a good bimbo for him," he added encouraging me by moving his finger back and forth between my lips. By now I was so horny that I couldn't think straight. All I could think was that I wanted to make dad feel good, and the mental image of the girl from the clip was firmly stuck in my mind, how ...

... her face showed utter and complete bliss as her daddy fucking her.

"Get down on the floor, my princess," I heard dad say, and even though I didn't quite understand why, I did as he asked without hesitation. Dad spread his legs and I got down on my knees between his legs. I looked up at him with a quizzical look, but as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock it all became clear to me. I WAS a bimbo. No, wait... I was his bimbo. Bimbos lived to serve their dads right?

I quickly helped dad pull down his pants and boxers, and looked at his cock in admiration. It looked so beautiful, and I wrapped my fingers around the bottom of the shaft and began to shower it with kisses.

"Mmmmm... you're daddy's bimbo now, my precious," dad said, smiling down at me as he stroked my cheek. When our eyes met, I knew he was right. He had always been right. That's when it hit me. Dad had been going off to work every day, and I knew I had forgotten something, and that something had been my job. I had been negligent in my own job, to make daddy happy. I hadn't even sucked daddy's beautiful cock since... when was the last time? I couldn't remember, but I knew I had to make it up to him, so I wrapped my lips around the head and began to stroke the hardening shaft.

I heard dad moan, so clearly I was doing a good job. Good wasn't enough though, so I took a deep breath, and pushed my head down, letting his wonderful cock fill my mouth completely.

"holy shit. Oh fuck," dad moaned, and ...