Daddy Demands 2

by Abby Kace

  A yelp leaves me, but there’s no point in complaining.

  Daddy carries me to my bedroom like a total caveman. By the time he sets me down I’m flushed and fevered. He unbuckles his pants to free his hard cock.

  “You know what to do,” he says through his teeth.

  I get on my knees and hold still as Daddy smears the wet tip of his big cock along my chin, marking my face with his clear cum. As his cock slides against my right cheek, I close my mouth over his throbbing shaft, tasting his length.

  Daddy groans. “That’s my baby girl.”

  I rub my palm over his tip. I take his sac into my mouth, rolling his balls between my lips.

  Daddy unbuttons his shirt, showing me his muscles, and I admire that vee in Daddy’s hips.

  “That’s enough, Hailey. I didn’t drive all this way for your mouth.”

  I look up with a cute smile. “What did you come for then?

  Daddy tosses me onto the bed, pries my legs open, and wedges himself between my thighs. He plunges into my pussy to his base.

  The air rushes out of my lungs.

  As much as I’m wet for him, as much as I prepare with my fingers before he arrives, Daddy’s first thrust always makes me writhe. He can’t resist driving every thick inch into me.

  “Better,” he groans in my ear, like a pain has been relieved.

  My pussy clenches around him and my body arches under his. I try to push him back a little, but Daddy holds my hands down.

  “I wish you wouldn’t do that,” I moan.

  “Do what?”

  “Shove into me like that.”

  He kisses my neck to soothe the fiery stretch in my channel. “I couldn’t wait, baby girl. You drive me crazy. I couldn’t fucking wait.”

  “It’s only five days!”

  He moves his hips from side to side, making my walls contract rhythmically to the feel of his cock.

  “You don’t know how much I need you, baby girl. You have no idea.” He drags his tongue across my mouth. “You woke something in me. I wasn’t this fucking horny as a teenager.”

  “That must be ages ago,” I tease him, but my voice jitters as he moves his cock in a circle.

  “Keep talking while you can,” Daddy growls. “I’ll give that pretty mouth something to suck on later.”

  I run my hands through his hair. “This is no way to treat your little girl, Daddy. I want some tender loving. You know, like all my friends tell me how their boyfriends would—”

  He cuts me off with a hard thrust, and hot chills prickle my skin. I teeter toward orgasm. He may not be gentle, but he knows how to get me going.

  “I’ll be gentle after I cum in this creamy pussy and your little asshole.”

  My body flops and twists as he ravishes me, driving his hard cock to the balls with every plunge. He’s the perfect man, treating me like his personal slut in the bedroom but acts a gentleman everywhere else.

  That’s my daddy.

  Although it’s hard to remember Daddy’s gentle side when he spits into my gaping mouth before kissing me.

  He cums like he promised, spewing a week’s worth of scalding cum in my channel, his seed overflowing from the place we’re joined. Daddy withdraws when my walls ripple, and I climax just as his cock head slides out. He leaves me thrashing, helpless, and he flips me over.

  Rough hands pull apart my ass cheeks. All goes silent before Daddy’s cock presses through my ring.

  The air’s ripped from my lungs.

  He pushes deeper.

  I kick my legs back. Daddy sinks every inch of his big cock into my passage. Holding my shoulders, he ruts into my other hole just like before, hips slapping on my cheeks with every thrust.

  “Baby girl, you have the most beautiful ass in the world. So plump and soft.” He slaps my right cheek. “I could fuck this little asshole all day, all night. Every fucking hour.”

  I squeal.

  His cock punches harder.

  “Daddy you’re being nasty!” Nasty that makes my panties damp every week. It’s not easy for me either, waiting for him to drive out every Sunday.

  Daddy grunts. “You like nasty.”

  I squeeze my cheeks making him growl. “How’s that feel, Daddy?”

  “Oh baby girl.”

  He pulls back to give my ass a few sharp smacks. I yelp before Daddy drives back into my rear, slapping his balls against my leaking pussy.

  It takes him twenty minutes to cum again, flooding my passage with hot cum.

  I catch my breath and turn around and spread my legs. “Mouth. Here. Now.”

  Daddy doesn’t hesitate a second, pressing his lips to my folds, his tongue lashing at my clit while fingers massage my throbbing slit.

  “I’m just getting started, little girl. You lie back. Daddy’s gonna make you cum hard.”

  “Mmmmm.”

  His tongue laps over our mingled release coating my pussy. The tip slides between my folds, twirls, then pulls up to the hood of my clit. Tingles pierce my nub as molten liquid trickles out of me.

  Daddy doesn’t pause, licking it all up with his tongue.

  “I don’t know what that was, baby girl. But it tastes like honey. I need more.”

  His long, flexible tongue sinks into my pussy and I squeal, grabbing a fistful of Daddy’s unkempt hair. His tongue feels almost better than his cock.

  My walls begin to quake while he dabs against my spot.

  Then Daddy pushes two fingers into my asshole.

  I cum on his mouth.

  He holds his head against me for a long time, never letting up, his tongue swirling and twirling as my juices coat his lips.

  “Daddy!” I cry.

  When my body starts to settle, Daddy kisses his way up my stomach before pressing his mouth to mine. He smothers me with the taste of our sex.

  “There’s one more thing I need from you, baby.”

  Daddy sits up at the bed’s edge, patting his lap.

  I roll my eyes. It’s gotten to be a habit of his to play with my bottom after our loving. Sighing, I crawl over his lap.

  Daddy spanks me lightly on each cheek before sliding his fingers around my holes, teasing my tender skin until I squirm with fresh desire.

  “Satisfied?” I moan.

  Daddy plants a kiss on top of my head. “I love you, baby girl.”

  “I know.”

  “Good.”

  Getting off his lap, I rub my stinging cheeks. Daddy strokes his cock as he watches me, his face still dark with lust.

  “Daddy?”

  “Yes, baby.”

  “Who do you think will win the Super Bowl next year?”

  He smirks. “Hailey, by next year you’ll be carrying our baby. I’ll make your belly big. Those tits will swell and Daddy’s gonna taste your milk every day. I’ll take care of that needy pussy, and if you’re too sore I’ll fuck your asshole.”

  I put a hand to my mouth out of sheer embarrassment. “Daddy that is so wrong.”

  “Come here,” he demands, holding his big cock. “Wrong is what we are, little girl. You’re mine now and I’m never letting go.”

  I smile. “Yes, Daddy.”

  The End

  Daddy’s Obedient Princess

  I hear my stepdad come up the stairs. With the blindfold on, my hearing is sharp. For thirty minutes I’ve been lying in bed, my wrists and ankles roped to the four corners. My bottom has been plugged. A vibrator tied over my hips buzzes against the lips of my pussy.

  Daddy made me his three weeks after I turned eighteen. He’s been training me to be obedient, to cum like a good girl. Disobedience is strictly punished.

  I love it.

  He hasn’t taken my virginity yet, saying he’d save it for a special occasion.

  For all his dirty needs, Daddy is very protective of me to the outside world, which is one reason I stayed home to be his girl. He only started training me in May, and I have a lot to learn.

  Tonight I missed my curfew, a big no-no in Daddy’s
house.

  So Daddy tied me down like this. I must not cum. Daddy will already spank me twenty times for my naughtiness, and if I cum without permission, that’s another twenty.

  There are voices in the hallway outside.

  Daddy was about to begin my punishment when William from his work stopped by to chat. Daddy told me to stay put while he met with our guest.

  This meeting is taking awfully long.

  The voices get louder.

  “Is Layla home?” a man asks. That must be William.

  “In bed,” Daddy says in an even voice.

  “Must be hard living with a teenager. Wild, huh?”

  “Ups and downs,” Daddy says. “But my princess is a good girl most of the time. She’s obedient.”

  I’m more than good, I think. I’ve seen the way Daddy looks at me. I’ll always be his little princess. William has no idea.

  “You must have your hands full warding off the boys,” he says jokingly.

  “I manage.”

  Even with the blindfold on, I smirk in the dark room. Daddy doesn’t trust anyone else to take care of me, and I don’t either, which is another reason I wanted to be his. I may be a virgin, but I know enough to know what I want. My friends go on and on about this or that boy, about the penises they say they’ve touched, but I’ve only had dirty thoughts about one man’s cock.

  Daddy’s.

  I know it’s wrong, but I can’t help it.

  The men talk about work for a while before Daddy tells William that some document he wants is in the study room. Not long after, William’s footsteps fade down the staircase, and I hear the front door open and shut.

  Daddy’s footsteps return up the stairs, followed by the tiny creak of my door opening. He’s in my room. Then my blindfold brightens and I know Daddy has turned on the lamp.

  “Still awake?”

  “Yes, Daddy.”

  I feel his finger slide up smooth my slit. “You’re wet.” Cupping me, he squeezes my folds. “And what’s this little button?”

  A breath leaves my mouth.

  “Answer me,” Daddy says sternly.

  “My clit,” I gasp.

  “Do you want me to stop?”

  “No, Daddy!” I buck against his hand and whimper. Touching myself never felt so good.

  “Do you like it when Daddy touches your clitty?” His thumb presses into my nub.

  “Yes.” I twist my lips together. “Yes, Daddy!”

  The blindfold leaves.

  Sometime from after William left to now, Daddy has taken off his clothes, and now he stands at my bedside naked, the muscles in his middle cut with shadows from the lamp, and hunger blazes in his eyes.

  He unties my wrists and ankles but leaves the butt plug. I know better than to move without permission, staying spread out until Daddy kisses the peak of my clit.

  “This little pussy needs attention,” he says softly.

  “Y-Yes.”

  He stands at my bedside with his erect cock, thick and veined. “Sit up,” Daddy commands. “Use what I’ve taught you.”

  One of the first things Daddy taught me was how to please him with my hands and mouth.

  I obey, sitting at the edge with legs apart so Daddy can see my pussy. Moving upright also pushes the plug into my passage, with the wide base tight on my rim. It takes me a moment to adjust. Daddy has been using bigger plugs to stretch my asshole for his cock.

  When I grip him, my small fingers can’t close around the middle, and the heat in his shaft still shocks me. Is this what all cocks feel like? He seems to pulse under my hand. After I build up a good stroke, clear cum leaks out of Daddy’s tip to smear my palm.

  “Good girl.”

  I look up through my lashes. Daddy’s cock has never felt so thick. I wonder if tonight’s the night he makes me his forever.

  “Off,” Daddy commands.

  I take my hands away.

  Daddy squeezes my breasts for a while, kneading them roughly, massaging my nipples with his palms. His eyes soften with love, then harden with fierce lust. I know those eyes so well.

  “Daddy?”

  “I’m taking your cherry tonight,” Daddy says quietly. “I wanted to wait until you were older, but my cock won’t rest until I take what’s mine.”

  My heart leaps to my throat. “I’m ready, Daddy.”

  “Get on all fours, face down and ass up. Play with your cunt for me. Show Daddy how obedient you are.”

  I swivel around to rest on my elbows and raise my rear. This is one of the most humiliating positions he’s taught me, and the most arousing. I bury my face in the sheets, sliding a hand under to rub my sex.

  There’s a tap on the plug. A kiss on my right cheek.

  The blood rushing to my head heightens every sensation. I’m so wet my fingers slip over my clit.

  A sudden slap against my folds makes me yelp, and I rub faster.

  When his finger massages the sensitive skin between my holes, I shudder with pleasure so intense it’s painful. I bite down on a mouthful of bedsheet to choke back my cries. Juices slick down my thighs as Daddy’s finger grazes along my lower folds.

  “Daddy,” I moan.

  “Take your hand away, Layla.”

  He buries his mouth on my pussy, sucking my juices until I shriek. Daddy licks a trail between my intimate places. Then he yanks out the plug and plunges his tongue into my throbbing asshole. I jerk upright to my hands and buck back, the sensation like nothing I’ve felt before.

  “Oh god!”

  His big hands thwack my cheeks. “I can’t decide which hole tastes better.”

  My face is on fire. I’m so close to cumming, but I remind myself orgasms are forbidden without Daddy’s permission.

  Bending over me, he kisses my shoulder as his cock slides between my thighs. He rolls me on my back again.

  Our eyes meet.

  His mouth glistens with my cream. He grabs my hand, the one that’d been at my clit, and sucks my fingers one by one. A strand of cum leaks out of his cock to land on my tummy.

  “Daddy,” I whisper.

  “I’ll be fucking you plenty with your ass up—but not for your first time.”

  He stands back with muscles rippling, that hard cock still leaking cum. His eyes wander over my body and he strokes himself.

  My tummy flutters so much I almost feel sick, but my pussy clenches every time I stare at his fist moving so slowly around that big thing. Even his balls look swollen.

  “Daddy?” I moan.

  “What is it, baby girl?”

  My face burns. “Shouldn’t … um … shouldn’t you use protection?”

  “Why?”

  “I could get pregnant!”

  Daddy pinches my clit before he answers. “You will get pregnant.” He bends down and slides two fingers into me, teasing my clit with his thumb while he prods my virgin membrane. “This little pink hole is all mine.”

  Pleasure slams through my body.

  Daddy climbs over me to grab my breasts. “These plump little tits are mine.”

  “Yes,” I shriek.

  “I will fuck you often, Princess. Get used to it. I’ll fill you with my seed. Make you cum over and over. Once your belly gets big, I’ll fuck you even harder and milk your titties. You’ll be my little slut always. You own my cock now, but with ownership comes responsibilities. And your responsibility, little girl, is getting on my dick anytime I want you, and I’ll be wanting you every fucking day.”

  My eyelids flicker. “Yes,” I moan.

  “You want Daddy to breed this pussy, don’t you?”

  The thought of his seed in my womb makes me shiver with heat. He raised me, and I belong to him. I want everything. To be his slut, his little girl, his perfect princess.

  And I know he’d never hurt me.

  Unless I want him to.

  Punished.

  “I’ve been a bad girl,” I whisper. “Give me what I deserve, Daddy.”

  I can feel his cock head nestling
into my swollen folds.

  “What you deserve?” Daddy says.

  “What I need!” I cry.

  “Good girl. You’re taking my cock right now. I’ll train you with plugs later, but right now I need to break in your cunt.”

  His filthy words make me want to obey him more, to push my own limits.

  Daddy slides his thumb into my pussy and a finger into my asshole, pinching the wall between my cavities.

  “Such tight little holes,” he growls.

  I squeal and toss my head from side to side.

  Daddy lowers himself, hips prying my thighs apart before his thick cock pushes into my pussy. One slow, forceful thrust that makes me see stars.

  No pause, no pull.

  Only the hot pinch of my virginity breaking, my walls stretching as juices drip out to soak the sheets. I hold my breath until his burning sac touches my asshole.

  Every inch is buried in my body.

  I open my eyes to see his grimace. A flicker of love passes across Daddy’s face, and then that mask of dominance returns.

  “So tight, sweetheart,” he says in a warm voice, “does it hurt?”

  Hot pleasure has already smothered the flash of pain and even the ache was sweet. I shake my head, moaning as my body adjusts to his size.

  “That’s my brave girl.”

  “Daddy, are all men this big?”

  He peppers my breasts with kisses. “You won’t find out. No one else will ever touch you. I felt your pussy pop and I will treasure this moment forever, but the real fucking has only begun.”

  His first pump makes me gasp, and I’m already on the verge of cumming. But not until Daddy says. I’m a good girl.

  Daddy fills me with long strokes, his thick shaft dragging against my front wall, the tip pressing something so deep I cry out with every plunge. Now I feel the pull, and I shudder to the rhythm of his fucking, spreading my legs as wide as I can.

  Without warning, Daddy withdraws and sits back on his heels.

  I push up on elbows, panting and bewildered. “What’s wrong, Daddy?”

  His cock glistens with my cream and virginity. A faint coppery smell mingles with the thick scent of cum.

  “I need to taste this pussy again,” he says through his teeth. “You’re too damn sexy, baby girl. Too sweet. I need that taste on my tongue when I fuck you.”