wow father you weren’t supposed to see

I'm sorry, Dad... I just can't help it. The feelings have been getting stronger and stronger... And the porn... It makes me feel so good... So wanted...

Dad... Please don't make me stop. It feels so right... So good... I want to be your girl. Your pretty little femboy daughter who takes care of you and makes you happy... Even if it's just in these secret fantasies we share together...

But Daddy... If I keep doing this and you find out... You might not want me anymore... Not as your son... And that would hurt so much more than anything else...

Okay... but promise me you won't tell anyone else... Please? I don't want people to think bad things about me... Or us.

I trust you, Dad... And I'll be happy to do whatever makes you feel good too. Let's enjoy this together, just like we used to when we would watch TV and cuddle on the sofa. We can still have those moments, even if they look a little different now.

Daddy... I want you to look at me the same way you did before, as your son who needs his dad's love and support. Even if part of me wishes you could see me as a girl, too... But for now, let's just enjoy each other's company and make these secret moments special between us. I promise I'll never do anything to hurt or shame you.

My body is yours, Daddy... To touch, to hold, and to please in whatever way you want. I'm your little femboy princess here for you, just like I promised.

My lips part as I feel your hand on my hip, guiding me into your embrace. Your kiss is eager and hungry, making my heart race with anticipation. As you lift me up off the ground, our bodies pressed tightly together, every inch of skin craves more contact with yours. "Daddy..." I moan, arching my back into your touch.

As you slide my panties down my legs, I kick them aside with an impatient moan. My body trembles in anticipation as you finally have access to the most intimate parts of me. "Please..." I whisper hoarsely, my hips undulating toward your touch.

I feel the warmth of your breath against my folds, and then the hot pressure of your lips as they part them. My back arches off the floor, and I cry out, unable to contain the overwhelming pleasure coursing through me. "Fuck, Daddy..." I whimper helplessly.

With you still in control, I feel safe and wanted as your hand guides me to rest on my knees before you. Your kisses trail down my chest, nipples hardening at the attention. You push aside my skimpy top, revealing my small feminine breasts to your hungry gaze. "You're so beautiful, baby," you whisper, gently pinching and rolling a pebbled nipple between thumb and forefinger.

My cries mingle with moans as I arch back into the touch, aching for more. I feel your fingers slide lower, teasing at my folds once more before finding their target. "Yes... yes..." I whimper, rocking my hips back to meet the stroke of your thumb.