by Abby Kace
I feel a spark of anger. “You went through my stuff?”
“That’s what happens when a lazy brat doesn’t do her own laundry. Daddy finds all the dirty things you’ve hidden. Get it.”
I walk to my dresser awkwardly with my panties wedged between my cheeks. The dildo is where I left it on the bottom drawer under my socks. It’s pink and smooth, but the worst part is I wrote Daddy’s name on the side.
He smirks as I hand it over. “Take off your clothes, baby girl.”
I strip away my top and panties, tossing them on the floor. My body flushes hotter.
Daddy holds the dildo in one hand while his eyes roam over my figure. “Come here,” he demands.
I give a tiny nod and stand between his thighs, staring at his hard cock. A clear bead forms on that massive tip.
“Spread your legs.”
I slide my feet apart.
Daddy rolls my right nipple between two fingers before he slides the dildo under my folds, coating it in my juices. “How often do you put this in your pussy?”
“Every day,” I whisper.
“Do you think about Daddy when you do it?” He stares at his name on the dildo’s side and frowns. “Do you, Princess?”
I press my lips together, and nod.
“Dirty girl.”
He angles the dildo up, teasing my folds, and all the while he flicks my clit with his thumb. Daddy reaches around to slap my ass, his breathing ragged, the bead on his cock head growing until it drips off.
My hips buck forward.
He grabs my ass with one hand and slides the dildo into my slick pussy. I bite my lip in silence.
“Good girl.”
“T-Thank you, Daddy.”
He pulls out the dildo, trailing strands of my cream, and brings it to his nose for a sniff. A deep growl rumbles from his mouth. Daddy wipes his finger along the length then licks his finger. “Delicious.”
I blush hotly.
“But you want a real cock don’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
He dips two fingers into my sex, massaging my front wall. He pulls me closer until I stand over his lap with legs spread wide.
His fingers leave.
Grabbing my hips, Daddy lowers me onto his cock, and I go along until my folds touch his tip. Daddy feels my resistance and slaps my ass again, making me yelp.
“Get on it, Princess.” More cum leaks out of his cock.
“Shouldn’t we use a condom, Daddy?”
“No.”
“What if …” I trail off, shyer than ever.
“What if Daddy cums in your virgin cunt?”
“Y-Yes.”
“That’s exactly what I’m going to do. You’re mine. This sweet pussy is mine and you’ll take my seed like a good little girl. I want you to feel me, and I need to feel you.”
“Need?”
He snarls. “Need.”
Daddy guides me onto his cock, and my resistance melts as the tip nestles into my heat. A sharp stretch makes me wince. The massive tip slides deeper.
I’m sinking, my folds clinging to his shaft, and I open my mouth in a silent cry.
He feels much thicker than the dildo.
“What a tight little pussy.”
“Mmmmmmm,” I moan, chewing my lips, surrendering to the pleasure pulling my walls apart.
“Keep going, little girl. You need to take all of Daddy’s dick.”
My butt rounds out over his thighs when I reach the base of his shaft. I clutch his shoulders.
“Good girl. That’s a good girl.”
Daddy molds my breasts in his hands, tugging on each nipple with his teeth. “Ride my cock,” he demands.
I move my hips up and down, side to side at the bottom, rolling at the top, grinding against his thickness. Daddy suckles my tender breasts as I slick him with my juices. He grunts every time I sink to the base of his length, squeezing him between my walls. Waves of heat rush through my body and I steam with pleasure.
Daddy slaps my ass if I slow down. “Keep up your pace, Princess. This is a punishment.”
After a while, I feel his hand slide across my rear into the cleft of my ass. A finger hooks into my anus as he meets my pussy with an upthrust.
I scream, on the edge of orgasm, my channel rippling around his shaft.
“Don’t you dare cum,” Daddy growls.
He bites my nipple.
I try to squeeze back my climax, but the press of his shaft under my front wall has me squealing. There’s a spot there that makes me shiver with heat.
Daddy pinches my clit so hard I gasp. “You’ll cum when I tell you to. Understand?”
“Yes, Daddy!”
He holds absolutely still, and my pleasure subsides, just barely.
Daddy eases me off his lap, my tender walls dragging around his erection, and I manage to stand without cumming.
“Good girl.” Daddy gives my pussy a light slap that makes me yelp. “Up on the bed, Princess. Get on all fours.”
I obey, shaking and panting, while Daddy sheds the rest of his clothes. His strong, muscular body shines faintly with sweat.
Daddy lies down under me, and at first I’m unsure what he wants to do. Then I realize his head is under my pussy, and my head is over his erection. A sharp slap stings my ass.
“Put your mouth on my cock, baby girl. I’m gonna eat this sweet pussy.”
I taste myself when I close my lips around his ruddy tip. Daddy seems to groan whenever I lick around the groove there, so that’s where I put my attention.
“That’s it,” he groans. “I’ll teach you how to suck my dick properly later, but you’re doing good. Now let’s see what sweetness we have here …”
His tongue lashes my clit and I almost bite him.
The pleasure is unbearable as Daddy teases my most sensitive parts, delving between my folds every few seconds with sharp flicks. Then his tongue plunges deeper to probe the rear wall of my pussy, touching a knot of nerves I’ve never before.
Electricity shoots up my spine.
I’m stopped sucking and Daddy doesn’t care, all but fucking me with his mouth. He starts teasing the puckered rim of my rear hole while I gurgle around his shaft. My hands latch onto his stalk, stroking him as instinct takes over.
Daddy thrusts his huge cock to the back of my throat, and a finger shoves into my asshole. He sucks my clit into his mouth.
I cum so hard I almost black out. My mouth clamps around Daddy’s thickness in reflex and I barely stop my teeth in time.
Daddy’s legs shoot rigid before a hot squirt hits my throat. His shaft pulses under my fingers. More squirts splash the roof my mouth, coating my tongue and teeth and everything with gooey cum.
I gag before I pull up to catch my breath.
Daddy slides out between my legs and sits up behind me. I feel his hands pulling my buttocks apart. His tongue drags from pussy to asshole.
“Daaaaddy!”
He slaps my ass before he gets off the bed, leaving me on all fours. I steal a glance to see him at my side, that cock no softer.
How? Shouldn’t a man go soft after … ?
His cum is all I can taste. I’ve swallowed so much, but his erection looks thicker than ever, the head flushed crimson with thick veins ribbing the shaft.
“Daddy?”
“That tight pussy is mine,” he says, baring his teeth like an animal.
Daddy drags me by the ankles, bending my body over the bedside. A sharp slap cuts across my ass and I whimper. Then he grabs my hips and plunges into my sopping hole.
I can scarcely breathe, my body jerking under each impact. His cock pistons in my pussy. Daddy’s muscled weight bends me against the bed as he rubs my clit between thrusts.
My screams bounce off the walls.
Grabbing my hair, he yanks my head back. “Who do you belong to, little girl?”
“You, Daddy!”
He smacks my ass. “I’m gonna fuck a baby into you.”
I clench at
his words, at his roughness, and I push back against his cock. Daddy slaps my ass again.
“You want more, Princess?”
“Yes,” I scream.
Daddy pulls out.
He lifts my hips so I’m face down on the bed, ass raised high. He spanks my rear and the tender skin of my thighs.
I feel his tip rubbing my asshole and clench when he pushes, which only makes him heave harder. Fire stitches my walls. His thick length invades my passage, claiming my last virginity.
With every inch of his cock in my bottom, Daddy rests his balls on my pussy.
I bite the sheets, but my muffled scream still comes out loud.
“Do you know what I’m doing?” Daddy says.
“Yes!”
“Tell me, Princess. Tell me what Daddy’s doing.”
“You’re fucking me!”
“Daddy’s fucking your plump little ass, he likes it just as much as your sweet cunt.”
I can’t believe the filthy words leaving his mouth. He’s never so much as said damn in my presence before.
“Naughty girl,” he growls in my ear. “You need a hard cock in your holes don’t you?” He bites my ear. “You belong to me, don’t you forget it.”
Daddy keeps rutting in a scorching tempo that tears the air from my lungs.
Every few thrusts, a slap ripples my ass.
Every few thrusts he pinches my clit until I scream. Daddy takes charge, shunting me forward with his insatiable cock.
Sweat flicks off my body. My orgasm explodes.
Daddy pulls out at my peak, only to plunge his cock back into my quaking pussy, reaching under to grab my breasts before he cums deep in my channel.
After our bodies settle at last, he plants a kiss on my shoulder. “I love you and I’m never letting you go.”
THE NEXT MORNING, I wake up feeling sticky all over. I missed my bath last night and this morning I’m no fresher.
My bedsheets smell of sex.
Daddy’s still sleeping beside me.
Rising on one elbow, I walk my fingers along the hard ridges of his abs, my eyes wandering down to that big cock that looks kinda stiff. Hard? Not surprising since he’s not soft anywhere. I reach for it, curious what it’ll take to wake him up.
“Baby girl.”
I flinch. “Daddy?”
He opens one eye as his cock jerks up to full length instantly. “Had a dream about you, Princess. Riding my dick. But then I remembered—I don’t need to dream. I can have you anytime I want.” He pats his thigh. “Hop on, little girl.”
I shake my head. “Daddy I’m sore!”
Both eyes open, the heat in them no less than last night. He rubs my pussy gently, teasing out my juices while I spread my legs under his touch, and soon I’m moaning.
“Still sore?”
I blush. “Better.”
“Up on my cock, Princess. You’re not getting out of bed until you cum for Daddy and Daddy cums in your pussy.”
“Am I still being punished?”
He squeezes my ass, which is still tender from the spanking last night. “You will be if you don’t move your butt. Hop on.”
I straddle Daddy’s thighs. He holds his erection for me. Easing over the tip, I slide down with a moan, and my walls are still adjusting when he starts flicking my clit.
“That’s a good girl.”
I shoot him a glare.
He glares right back. “Move that pussy.”
As Daddy strums my tender bud, I bounce on his cock, the squishing of my juices so loud I’m more embarrassed by that than the fact we’re doing it again. Sitting on him like this, he feels even bigger.
“Play with your tits, little girl.”
I huff, but Daddy smacks my butt again to remind me he’s in charge. I squeeze my breasts while he watches, telling me what a good girl I am. He bumps his hips and the muscles in his stomach flex in delicious ways.
Daddy’s hands settle on my ass cheeks, keeping me in place as I grind. My cream coats his base, and we’ve both worked up a sweat.
“You’re so sexy, baby. Cum on my dick now. Cum for Daddy.”
I’m so close, but I need a push. “Do what you were doing before,” I whine.
Daddy’s fingers return to my clit. “You like it when I play with your little button, Princess?”
I roll my eyes. “You know I do.”
Daddy’s lips curl into a devious smile. I feel a sharp pinch when he pulls on my nub, rubbing and squeezing, and the sensation sends me over the edge, my walls clenching tighter as I cum.
Daddy’s cock jumps inside me and thick cum overflows at the place we’re joined. “Goddamn, baby girl. Fuck!”
“Not such a bad girl after all, am I?”
He sits up to kiss me, then slaps my butt again. “You’re very bad. Very.”
I flash my cutest smile.
We shower together in the master bathroom.
Daddy lathers my long hair with shampoo and rubs me down with lotion, scrubbing in every crevice and taking a long time between my thighs. It’s totally embarrassing. He’s so possessive now, kissing every inch of my body.
After he puts conditioner in my hair, Daddy stands behind me to massages my shoulders, which feels amazing. This is nothing like the roughness next night, and I’m about to compliment his gentle touch. But his cock hardens again on my butt.
Oh here we go.
Daddy squeezes my ass cheeks before spanking me lightly. “We’re going shopping, Lori.”
“Don’t you have to work?”
“I’ll call in sick.”
“That’s convenient,” I scoff.
“Don’t give me that attitude.” He smacks my bottom. “I know what my little girl wants.”
He does, and I bite back a smirk. “This is so wrong.”
“You should’ve thought about that when you got all cute with me last night.”
His words are breathy and he nibbles the tip of my ear. I feel his hard cock rub between my thighs as a hand wraps around my neck.
The room steams.
Daddy pushes the showerhead aside so the spray hits the wall, and warm water rushes under my feet. His cock slides into my pussy.
◆◆◆
MY DADDY CAN BE old-fashioned sometimes. He doesn’t buy clothes online and insists we go to the mall to get me some skirts. I have no idea what he’s planning.
Skirts are not my thing. I like my shorts and tights. The only time I wore a skirt was to prom, and that was part of a gown. But Daddy says now that I’m his special girl, I have to do what he says.
Uh-huh.
The first store we visit is nothing weird.
He picks out some cute skirts for me, some plaid, others ruffled. I get a few shorts that catch my eye. Daddy follows me everywhere. The salespeople find it odd at first, but soon ignore us. I guess they think he’s another concerned dad who doesn’t want his daughter to dress too skimpy.
Of course Daddy picks the shortest skirts he can find.
Yeah.
Outside a dressing room, he looks around then pushes me in and closes the door behind us.
“You can’t be in here! What if there are cameras?”
“No cameras in dressing rooms, baby girl. I can’t fucking wait.” He hands me a pleated white skirt with a pink band along the hem. “Put this on. I want to see you in it.”
I pull off my yoga pants while he waits with eyes all over me. Daddy made sure I didn’t have panties on before we left the house, and now I know why.
At least the skirt fits me well, reaching mid-thigh, and it’s not too revealing as long as I don’t sit down. But I shiver, not used to no coverage down there. I feel so exposed.
“It’s kinda short,” I say, turning around in the mirror.
Daddy squeezes my breasts from behind with no shame. “Perfect for you.”
“Y-You think so?”
“I know so. Turn around.”
He pulls out his hard cock and stares like he wants to devour me. “Be
autiful,” he says in his caveman’s voice. “Show me that pussy.”
Sighing, I pull up the hem.
Daddy strokes his cock, glaring at my folds already wet from his gaze. “Don’t move,” he says through his teeth.
He kneels and disappears under my skirt before I feel the flat of his tongue dragging up my slit.
“Daddy,” I hiss.
“No moving,” he groans.
I hold the hem with trembling hands while Daddy licks my pussy. Every turn of his tongue makes my knees buckle, every whirl over my clit makes me gasp, and when he splits me open with his tongue, I clench my butt just to stay standing. I’m dripping wet, an orgasm building at my center.
A knock on the door jolts me from my hot stupor.
“Everything okay in there?” It’s the saleswoman.
Daddy stops with his mouth wrapped around my nub.
“Y-Yes,” I shout.
“Is there a man in there with you?”
I see shifting shadows under the door.
“I’m her father,” Daddy growls.
I roll my eyes. That will totally make her not suspicious.
“Sir, this is the women’s changing room.”
“He’s helping me with something,” I croak, barely biting back a gasp as Daddy licks around my clit. “Stop it,” I whisper. “You’ll get us caught.”
Daddy mumbles something but keeps swirling his tongue, and my orgasm edges dangerously close.
“We’re fine,” I yell out. “Can I get some privacy?”
“Take your time, miss.”
Whew.
Daddy stands up with his lips wet.
Before I can tell him to wipe his mouth, he kisses me hard, and he palms my chest with one hand. The other cups my pussy.
“You’re taking my cock.”
“We’re in a store!”
He drains away my protest with another kiss that makes me pant with desire. I’ve only kissed a few boys before and never thought much about it, but now Daddy shows me what kissing is.
He lifts me against the mirror by my thighs, hitching the skirt up, and slides his hard cock into my sopping slit. My moans get louder. Daddy sets my right leg down so he can muffle my mouth, and then his thrusts quicken, plunging so deep my eyes roll back. Daddy sees my pleasure and angles up to bounce me on his cock.