My name is Bella. I am 20 years old with perky C-cup breasts that always draw attention. I live with my dad; my mom left us when I was 17, so it’s just the two of us. Everyone thinks we have a normal father-daughter relationship. They have no idea how badly I want him to fuck me.

It started two years ago after my mom left us.

I was home alone one evening when Dad came back from the gym. He went straight to the bathroom to shower. The door was slightly open—just a crack. I don’t know what made me look, but I did. Through the gap I saw him pull off his shorts. His thick, heavy cock hung between his strong legs. It was big even when soft. My pussy instantly got wet.

Since that day, I have become addicted.

Almost every time he showers, I quietly sneak to the bathroom door and peep. I watch water run down his muscular chest, over his abs, and drip from his thick dick. Sometimes he gets semi-hard and strokes it a little. Those moments make me so horny I have to run back to my room and finger my dripping cunt while thinking about him.

I’ve become obsessed with his cock. I stare at it under his clothes when he’s watching TV in loose shorts. I can see the outline of it sometimes. I imagine how it would feel stretching my tight pussy, how deep he could go, how he would groan while filling me with his cum.

But I’m terrified to tell him.

What if he gets angry? What if he calls me disgusting? What if he throws me out? So I stay silent and suffer in silence, getting hornier every single day.

Every morning I wake up wet. I lie in bed thinking about Daddy’s dick. I slide my hand into my panties and rub my swollen clit in slow circles. I whisper things like, “Daddy… please fuck your little girl.” I need your big cock inside me.”

Sometimes I get brave. When he’s in the shower, I don’t just watch—I touch myself right there in the hallway. I pull my shorts aside, slip two fingers into my soaked hole, and fuck myself while staring at his naked body. The risk of getting caught makes it even hotter.

Last week was the worst.

Dad came home from work tired. He took off his shirt in the living room, showing his strong chest and arms. His shorts were hanging low, and I could clearly see the thick bulge. My mouth watered. I wanted to drop to my knees, pull his shorts down and suck his daddy cock right there.

Instead, I went to my room, locked the door, and used my biggest dildo. I rode it hard, moaning quietly, “Daddy… fuck me… breed your daughter’s pussy.” I came so hard my legs shook.

But it’s never enough. A toy can’t replace the real thing—my own father’s thick, veiny cock.

There have been moments when I almost crossed the line.

One night we were watching a movie. I was wearing a tiny nightdress with no panties. I “accidentally” spread my legs while sitting next to him. I saw him glance between my thighs. For a second I thought he looked longer than he should. My pussy throbbed so badly I had to excuse myself and go masturbate in the bathroom.

Another time, I “forgot” to lock the door while taking a shower. I hoped he would walk in and see me naked. I even moaned loudly while fingering myself, hoping he would hear. But he never came in.

I’m scared, but the lust is getting stronger. I’ve started wearing tighter clothes around the house—short skirts, tight tops with no bra so my hard nipples show. I bend over in front of him to pick things up, giving him a clear view of my ass and pussy. He hasn’t said anything yet, but I’ve caught him looking a few times.

At night I lie awake creating dirty scenarios in my head:

• Daddy walks into my room while I’m masturbating, and instead of getting angry, he pulls out his hard cock and feeds it to me.
• Him catching me peeping and punishing me by spanking my ass then fucking me roughly from behind.
• Waking up to him sliding his thick dick into my wet pussy while I’m still half asleep.

I want him to use me. I want him to call me his dirty little girl while he pounds my cunt. I want to feel his balls slapping against me as he breeds me.

The guilt is there, but the horniness is much stronger.

This is my secret. I’m just a 20-year-old girl who is desperately horny for her own father.

Right now I’m still stuck between fear and burning lust. Every time I see Daddy’s bulge or watch him shower, my pussy gets wet and my mind screams for him to fuck me.

I don’t know how long I can hold back.

Maybe one day I’ll get brave enough to seduce him. Maybe I’ll drop to my knees and beg for his daddy cock. Until then, I’ll keep peeping, keep masturbating, and keep dreaming about the day he finally takes me.