Every girl knows the moment when her daddy starts to treat her differently. No more cuddles, no more spontaneous hugs, or cuddling up on his lap to watch a film... it's hard to put into words, it's like a distancing. Of course I was into my own little world of distancing too, so it wasn't one sided. My body was changing.
Some of the changes I really loved. Growing boobs. (Damn, why does no one tell you that can HURT?) I measured several times a day. (I know, sad huh?) Pubic hair? Couldn't wait, but soon learned the downside with vaginal discharge and irregular periods making them sticky. Yuck. Still, nothing a razor couldn't fix. I kept some on my mound, but nothing between my legs.
I used to cover up too. I wasn't one of those girls who wears next to nothing. I was shy. I heard about girls at school who would talk about getting walked in on when they were in the shower, or on the toilet, or even when jilling off. I went BRIGHT red and thought that if that happened to me I would DIE on the spot.
Didn't stop me getting into masturbation big time though. I loved the feelings I could give myself, and the huge range of them too. I soon learned I could get myself off in a whole load of ways and each orgasm would be different from a gentle soft release, to a cum that tore the breath out of me and even made me pee myself. DAMN but they are good ones!
So, this one night, I was in my room, my parents were downstairs and I was gonna rub one off before going to sleep, but I felt daring so instead of being in bed, I was on it. I still had my panties on because I had a little fantasy in my head that I was getting screwed by someone and it had to be fast-no time to undress just panties to one side. You know the kind of thing.
In my head, my lover was really going for it and I felt my orgasm build fast. I had no intention of edging and just let it go. At the precise moment I was ready my door opened and dad was standing there. Didn't stop me for a second. We looked into each other's eyes and I came in my panties. Pure and simple, and it was a VERY wet one too. My room smelled of my pussy, and my panties were quite visibly wet and slick.
Daddy stood there and then turned away and shut the door. I lay on my bed breathing hard. I was so glad he didn't walk away from me as if he was ashamed. Later I thought it might get a bit difficult, but instead he said 'Sorry Sarah. Didn't mean to interrupt.' And then, for the first time in years he gave me a real hug. Not sexual, just a hug the way he used to.
If it was seeing me cum that made that happen, it was well worth it.
Sorry, there was no daddy/daughter stuff, and he made damn sure to knock from then on.