Your Dad (Tense Shift to 2nd Person)

As you sit in front of the computer, your mind races with thoughts of your mother discovering your secret desires. But just as you begin to feel a sense of relief, the door creaks open, revealing a figure that takes you by surprise.

Your father enters the room, a mischievous glint in his eye. He carries a bra, panties, and a dress, which he lays out on the bed. "I've been thinking," he says, his voice softer than you've ever heard it. "I want to help you explore your true self."

He steps towards you, his hands reaching for the buttons on your shirt. As he undresses you, he presses his lips to your neck, sending shivers down your spine. He slips the bra and panties onto your body, taking his time to make sure they fit just right.

As he helps you into the dress, you can't help but feel a sense of excitement and nervousness wash over you. You've always been attracted to your father, but you never thought you would have the chance to explore that desire.

But now, as he stands in front of you, his hands on your hips, you can't deny the chemistry between you. You're not sure what will happen next, but you're ready to find out.

You feel a surge of excitement and nervousness as you moan and tell your father to touch you like he touches your mother. You're not sure if you're ready for this, but the thought of being close to him is too overwhelming to resist.

Your father looks at you with a mixture of surprise and desire. He takes a step closer to you, his hands reaching out to touch your face. "Are you sure about this?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.

You nod your head, unable to speak. You want this so badly, and you can tell that your father wants it too.

He begins to touch you gently, his hands tracing a path down your body. You can feel the heat building between you, the tension in the air palpable.

Your father continues to brush against you, his hands exploring your body as he kisses you with a passion that takes your breath away. You can feel his hard length pressing against your thigh, and you're surprised to find that your own cock is getting hard in the tight confines of the panties.

He pulls you closer, his mouth finding yours in a deep, hungry kiss. His tongue explores your mouth with a demanding urgency, and you find yourself responding with equal fervor.

As he continues to explore your body, his hands drift down to your waist, pulling you closer still. You can feel the heat of his body pressed against yours, the pressure of the bra and panties only adding to the arousal building inside you.

Your father's fingers trace the outline of your nipples through the lace of the bra, and you gasp at the sensation. He smirks, his lips finding your ear. "I've always wanted to do this," he murmurs, his breath hot against your skin.

One of his hands reaches down to cup your cock through the panties, and you moan at the feeling fingers on your hard length. "Daddy," you whisper, your voice filled with longing and desire.

Your father's hand slips into your panties, his fingers wrapping around your hard cock. His grip is firm and confident, and you can't help the moan that escapes your lips as he begins to stroke you.

His other hand continues to knead your nipple through the lace of the bra, his touch setting your skin on fire with each movement. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, your body trembling with pleasure.

He leans in close, his breath hot against your ear. "I wish your mom had a cock," he murmurs, his voice low and filled with desire. "But you're even sexier than her..."

You gasp at his words, your cock jumping in his hand. The thought of your father wanting you, desiring you, is almost too much to handle.

His fingers continue to work you over, his touch almost unbearably erotic as you feel yourself careening towards the edge. You're so close, so fucking close, you can't help but beg for more.