Adventures of Chickitta - Chapter 1
It was a normal Monday morning, like any other; or so it appeared on the surface. Chickitta awoke from her sleep still remembering vivid images from the dream that woke her in the middle of the night. A dream that both startled and aroused her; one that had her pussy wet; one that she knew she could tell no one about as they would not understand. Trying to push it to the back of her mind, she started to get ready for school before Dad came in to make sure that she was up and ready.
She headed to the shower to and let the warm water fill the bathroom with steam, before stripping out of her nightie and stepping into the warm stream. She ran her hands up her body, and down her legs loving the sensation and imagining the touch of someone else, the someone from her dream. As her hands moved over her neck and her breasts, she felt her nipples pucker. This was only bringing back memories from the middle of the night and the dream that has awoken her. Putting the task of showering back to the forefront of her mind, she lathered her hair and rubbed soap on her body. As she washed over her clit and her pussy, she could feel the swelling that was still there from the night before from playing with herself. Her mind going again to her dream. It was at the moment that Chickitta decided she would not be going to school that day, she had other plans, but it had to appear like she was going.
She exited the shower with a glimmer in her eye of what was going to come and quickly did her makeup and put on her uniform. If only to draw an eye, Chickitta put on her favourite push up bra, and a white lace tank top under her buttoned uniform shirt. Leaving the top buttons open so her cleavage and lace shone through, Chickitta smiled at herself. She put on her skirt and her favourite pair of red lace crotchless panties. She thought about going with nothing underneath as she always liked the feel, but her skirt was too short these days to be able to leave the house like that. With one last look in the mirror, Chickitta headed down to the kitchen to grab some breakfast.
And there He was, the subject of her dream, the one that had her not able to think straight, Daddy dearest. She had no idea what had brought on her fantasy, but the sight of Him had her throbbing with desire yet again. No guy that she had been with from school, or from visiting the college parties had ever caused this reaction to her before. She sat down before her knees became weak and drank the orange juice and ate the toast laid out before her.
“Do you need a ride to school today? I’m passing that way for work.” He asked. “No Dad, I am going to walk, it is a beautiful day today.” And with that, she headed out the door. In only minutes of being in the same room with Him, Chickitta could feel that she was wet. The second she was out the door, knowing Daddy was busy getting ready to leave and she wouldn’t get caught, she sat on the patio bench, and reached between her legs to feel the wetness. She slipped two fingers into her swollen pussy and pulled them out. They were dripping. She slowly brought them to her lips and licked each finger clean before setting off on her way.
