My name is Katrina Faralli and I work for my father, Joseph Faralli, who works for a big lawyer company in New York. My family are from Sicily.
I am my father's secretary so my desk is just outside his office. I answer the phone and take clients messages. I wear a knee length black pencil skirt, a white blouse tucked into it with four inch black heels. I wear my long black curled hair up in a loose twist.
One rainy September late afternoon both my father and I were working late and he called me into his office.
I shut the door and walked over to his large black desk with a computer and pictures of Mum and me. He had his back to me as he was on the phone.
"OK, Paul, I'll finish the case file tomorrow, bye, "there was an edge of annoyance to his voice. He swiveled around in the black leather chair. Daddy grinned up at me. His eyes lingering lustfully over my slender womanly body.
I was thirty and he was fifty.
I didn't feel awkward about my Daddy looking at me like that as I should be. In fact, truth be told, I wanted my Daddy to touch me, to want me. I knew it was very wrong way of thinking. I cleared my throat.
"You wanted to see, Daddy," I said.
My Daddy was a tall, dark, and handsome man in his black suit. He stood up and walked round his desk and stopped a few inches in front of me. I saw lust in his piercing blue eyes. I turned my back to him and shut my eyes.
I felt his strong arms wrap around my waist then slowly move up my body to my breasts making me suck in my breath. I felt his warm breath on the side of my neck as my chest started to rise up and down. I felt hot in my knickers and felt myself getting wet. I glanced down and saw his right hand starting to unbutton my blouse and I let him.
Daddy pulled my blouse out of my skirt and pulled it off me. His fingers undid my bra at the back and pulled down the straps and the bra fell to the floor. He turned me around and kissed me passionately and I kissed him back pulling off his suit jacket, shirt, tie, then down to his trousers held by a black belt.
Daddy and I kissed passionately again and I felt his hard excited manhood pressed against my body. He pushed me back towards his desk and we pushed all of the stuff on it to the floor. Daddy laid me down on top of it and pulled up my skirt and then pulled down my knickers. He got in between my legs and pulled down his trousers and boxer shorts before, with excitement he entered inside me.
The sex was fast and furious.
Daddy grunted and groaned whilst kissing all over my body and thrusting in and out of me like a dog on heat.
I have to say I was enjoying myself being fucked by my daddy as it had been quite a while since I'd been with a man.
I moaned and moaned as the sex was getting really intense with pleasure. I gritted my teeth to stop me from screaming out.
"Oh, Karina, my beautiful daughter, Karina," Daddy moaned, before he fucked me faster than ever before then his body became stiff as a board then spasmed as his hot juices flowed deep inside me.
My body quivered a bit as I orgasmed. I bit down on my lower lip. I felt both our hearts pounding against our chests and sweat dripping down from our faces.
Who would've thought that sex with your Daddy would be the best sex ever.
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