TIFU by accidentally letting daddy know that I want him to ruin all my holes [M/F] [inc]

*Oh my god, Reddit, I have never felt so mortified in all my life. Please let me vent for a minute.*

***Here’s the TL;DR:*** *I did something fucking stupid. And now my dad for sure knows that his sweet daughter wants his cock to ruin all her holes.*

So, this afternoon, I decided to play with Little Ricky — Ricky is the eight-inch dildo I bought on Amazon. Now, there are a lot of sex toys to choose from on Amazon, but I picked Ricky specifically because I knew that my dad’s cock was roughly the same size and shape.

I knew those choice details because my dad has been in a total rut since mommy died of cancer two years ago. He has never brought any women home. And he predictably jerks himself off in the shower every night, without fail.

And here’s a confession: every night, when my daddy takes his long ‘self-help’ shower, I creep out of my room and crack the bathroom door, opening it just a couple of inches — he never bothers to lock the damn thing anyway, so can I really be faulted for this?! I’m only human.

He usually jerks off with his back towards the door. And through the bubbled glass and steam, all I can really make out is the impression of his strong arm furiously pumping away at his fuckstick. Daddy must be really frustrated because he always beats his meat like he’s trying to rip it off!

I could definitely get myself off just by listening to the noises he makes. When he really goes for it, the man sounds like a damn bear, and he’s about as hairy as one. But still, it’s always a nice treat for me when he occasionally turns around, giving me a real show. Even through the glass and the steam, I can confidently tell you that his cock is enormous, like, we’re talking two stacked beer cans here!

Watching him work his grip up and down that fucking bitch-breaker makes me wet like nothing else. I swear. A cock like his deserves on-demand pussy, not to mention a soft little mouth to pump away inside when the urge arises.

As I watch him go at it, I desperately rub my thick thighs together. And when the heat and friction inevitably become too much to bear, I dip my fingers into my pyjamas and tease my little virgin twat by going a couple of knuckles deep.

Honestly, I might be a virgin, but I am a slut at heart. And I usually have to strangle my desperate mewling because I don’t trust myself not to scream out something like, “you never have to jerk off again, daddy! I’ll be your fleshlight forever!”

Instead, I stay as silent as possible and breathlessly masturbate with him. It’s like a fucked up little ritual. Our ritual. Even if my dad knows nothing about it, it makes me feel closer to him — not to mention really fucking horny.

I regularly imagine joining him in the shower. I have a perfect vision of my five-foot-nothing body squished up against the wet tiles, with my blonde hair wrapped around daddy’s hand like a horse’s reins. Would he splay me open around his shaft and savagely abuse my little cunt? That’s all I want.

Daddy always finishes before I do. And I’m embarrassed to say that this is the highlight of my night, pretty much every night. Because, let me tell you, when he cums, it escapes out of his heavy balls like a torrent, in great thick ropes.

Despite my love for that moment, I always felt sad about the shameful wastefulness! Like, that man deserves better! I’d let him squirt it against my cervix, my asshole, on my face, or down my throat, literally wherever he wants — instead, I have to be jealous of the fucking shower tiles!

One time -oh my god, this is another super embarrassing confession- I pretended to shower after him. But really, I spent my time licking the cum stains he missed off the fucking tiles like a desperate cum-slut. I can’t believe I’m actually typing all of this, but it feels so damn good to share!

When daddy finishes, I always scamper back to my room before he spots me. I have to find Little Ricky, put on some fucked up porn, and complete the ritual by going to town on myself.

So, with that overly-long preamble out of the way, here’s how I fucked it all up today.

A few hours ago, daddy and I went about our little ritual. And I guess I got particularly worked-up because today was one of those rare occasions where daddy actually gave me a good view. He finished spectacularly, and I scurried back to my room with a sense of warm urgency burning in my core.

I found Little Ricky under my pillow and set myself up, bare legs akimbo, with my laptop by my feet.

I do have a favourite video downloaded and ready to go for such occasions; it’s an old European porno, amateur made and a little grainy, but oh so fucking hot.

Naturally, it’s an incest flick — and by that, I don’t mean one of those over-produced step-psuedocest atrocities. No, I’m talking about one of those rare videos where you can’t tell if it’s actually real or not. Honestly, I’ve gotten myself off to this shit countless times, and I’m still not sure if they are actually father and daughter or not. But I sorta hope they are, y’know?

The girl looks nothing like me, but the guy kinda looks like my dad, if you squint a bit. He’s a lot older than her, and he has her hogtied naked on the bed. Over the course of the video, he treats his daughter like a fucking animal, a pathetic husk of a person, only fit to take his cock — which she does, in every hole. It’s super duper messed up, and I love it.

I always finish at the part where he’s taking her asshole, using nothing but throat-slime for lube. The poor thing is sweaty and red in the face from the pain; her screams always reminded me of a cat giving birth.

He’s calling her “daddy’s little whore,” as he brutalizes her. And she responds, through broken words screamed at the top of her lungs, “your whore daddy! Only yours! Please cum in my asshole, daddy!”

By that point, I had Little Ricky lodged balls-deep in my cunt as my fingertips worked my engorged clit — I clamped down around Ricky and came as the man filled up his daughter’s stretched asshole.

However, my tingly afterglow that I usually like to bask in was cut cruelly short.

When I glanced down at the laptop screen, the video had finished playing, and a text-box read, “do you want to stop casting this device to your Smart TV?”

So, yeah, that’s my story! My heart fucking sank of course, and I scrambled to cut the connection between my laptop and the TV. But the damage is definitely done, and I’m embarrassed beyond belief.

I was casting my fucked up incest porn straight to the downstairs TV! And here’s the thing, there’s no chance that my dad didn’t see that shit. He always watches television after he showers.

It’s been two hours now, and daddy still hasn’t gone to bed — he’s awake down there, and I don’t know what to do!

Should I play dumb? Should I confess? Should I apologize? I guess I’m just going to take his lead on this one, but I’m so fucking nervous!

Any advice would be appreciated.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/uktrvv/tifu_by_accidentally_letting_daddy_know_that_i