DADDY’S ORAL ANGEL
An Erotic Short Story
by Rayven York
Smashwords Edition
Copyright 2012 by Rayven York
Cover design by Rayven York
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Daddy’s Oral Angel
Somehow, my mom has always managed to land hot men. At 42, she had been married four times and had countless boyfriends by the time I became a legal adult. Still, almost all of them had been droolworthy – at least the ones that had been around since I became interested in men. Plus, they were always younger than her…probably because she didn’t look much older than 30 herself.
Her latest ex-husband, Shawn, was by far the hottest. Shawn was a 34 year old firefighter, and had the classic body that was needed for such an important career. He had the kind of body that woman swooned over. He worked out two hours a day after work, and it showed. His messy brown hair was always kept short on the sides, and his chocolate eyes matched the hair on his head. Basically, he was every teenage girl’s dream guy – or at least, he was mine.
When he lived with us during their short marriage, I used to finger my young pussy almost every night, thinking about him walking in my room and having his way with me. I tried wearing short shorts and revealing tank tops when he was home, but my mom always seemed to be around then too. She didn’t allow that type of clothing in the house, so I didn’t much of a chance to flirt. Plus, I was still 17 when they divorced, so I knew he’d never look at me as more than his wife’s kid.
My mom was too jealous of all the attention Shawn received from other women, which is what sparked the divorce. I think she may have even been a little jealous that I became attached to him too. So, that marriage only lasted 10 months before she kicked him out. A month later, Shawn got a new job with a fire station four hours away, and that was the last I had seen of him – until one day shortly after my 18th birthday.
It was the middle of June, and really hot here in Florida. My friends, Victoria, Stephanie, and I had gone into town to hit up the local ice cream shop. They had the best butter pecan ice cream I had ever tasted. Plus, they made their own waffle cones, which were just the right amount of sweet. We ordered and paid for our cones before finding a spot in the outdoor seating. Luckily, the tables were shaded with umbrellas, or else our ice creams would probably have melted before we could eat them.
Sitting there, we chatted about normal 18 year old girl stuff. We had just graduated two weeks before, so talk of summer plans, college, and of course, boys, were the top subjects in our conversations.
“So, do you plan on losing your virginity before you go to college?” Victoria asked Stephanie.
“I doubt it. There’s no one here worth losing it to. What about you Nat?”