Magenta
Hi. I'm a 43 year old mom in Texas. I write on Literotica and erotica on commission. I've worshipped guys since I was a little girl. I also make amateur stuff. I really love younger guys, I have the Mommy thing bad lol. I'm sending you a couple of my stories and poems. I'd really love to work with you. Have a great weekend.
Daddy's Little Princess
A story I wrote by request from someone extremely wonderful. I had to edit some words due to guidelines. Thanks so much.
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She's late again, Daniel Wilson thought about his teenage daughter.
He didn't want to deal with his wife bitching at him today. She'd say, You have no control over your own child. Vanessa walks all over you.
Shut the fuck up bitch, he automatically thought in his mind. Lately that was the typical response he heard in his mind towards Mary. They'd been married nineteen long years, and Vanessa was their only child, and 18.
And utterly gorgeous. The guys never left her alone.
Mary just didn't care anymore. She'd lost interest in sex years before. She'd chopped off all her hair and ran around all day in baggy sweat clothes and just bitched and moaned about every little thing he did, which was always wrong and never good enough.
But Vanessa...
She'd always been his little baby girl. She was a spoiled little princess. He was as whipped by her as he was Mary, but he actually loved and adored Vanessa.
But something strange happened a few years ago... He'd started to see her in a much different light. She'd been an adorable child, and people everywhere loved her.
But when she started growing up...
Damn, he thought to himself.
She'd started developing everywhere. Jesus fucking Christ the body on her. Her tits were full but so perky and firm. She had a perfect ass. Not too big but firm and juicy looking. Long shiny luminous wavy brown hair and the most gorgeous sea green eyes he'd ever seen. They'd go grocery shopping together and the men would be literally drooling when they passed. It pissed him off royally. Stop ogling my fucking daughter asshole, he'd think to himself. Put your fucking tongue back in your mouth.
He didn't want to think too hard on the fact he was actually jealous of them. And jealous of the endless young guys in her high school that came crawling in droves every day to their house hoping for a mere glimpse of her. When she went out on dates he found he didn't like it, and he'd be in a pissy mood until she got back. He'd been hesitant to let her date at such a young age, but he eventually gave in. He simply couldn't deny her anything.
But he'd always find himself wondering just exactly what she did with the guys she went out with, just what experience she'd had, if she was still a virgin or if... And every time he'd think about it his dick would get hard as a fucking lead pipe and he'd go beat off in the restroom and make sure there was no trace left of cum on Mary's precious surfaces which always had to be spotless or there'd be hell to pay.
Daniel hated the decor of their house Mary had chosen. It was frumpy and prim and bland just like her. Stupid little lace doilies covered every goddamn piece of furniture in their house. He hadn't gotten any from Mary in almost ten years. He'd had a fling or two at work, had hooked up briefly with the various receptionists they seemed to go through like water. But nothing serious. And for some reason nothing really satisfying. He hated his job, he was always underappreciated at work. And he hated his life.
He really hated everything. Except for Vanessa.
But she used it to her power and took advantage. Practically did what she wanted and there seemed like there was really nothing he could do to stop her.
And today she really needed to be home. Mary would be driving home soon from her job. They had to go to some stupid wedding rehearsal dinner for one of their friends. Mary had bitched him out on the phone again. "Make sure Vanessa's ready, I don't want to tick Jake and Tina off. I'll be home at six and we'll go."
It was almost six and Vanessa was nowhere to be found.
He was getting more frustrated when he suddenly heard the front door slam.
Vanessa came strutting into the living room. She'd just come from working out in the school gym and she was wearing... Oh my God, he thought. Tight hot fuschia pink Zella work out leggings that hugged every luscious curve of her ass and showed off her gorgeous well toned tanned firm legs with her perfect delicious sexy calves... Her white workout tank top hugged her tits so tight you could make out their luscious swell and see her nipples practically through the thin clingy fabric.
Daniel tried to ignore his instantaneous erection. "You're late and you're not dressed for that stupid dinner," he called out to his daughter, trying to keep the edge out of his voice because he adored her so much.
"Like I give a shit," he could have sworn he heard Vanessa say.
"What?" he called out...
I seem to have run out of space..