by Lucy Lixx
“Your Daddy is cooking breakfast in the kitchen, so you’re waking up just in time.” She said with a smile.
“Okay.” I squeaked out, thoroughly embarrassed. It took me only a few minutes to clean everything, and I saw that it was a pink glass plug that he had used the night before. It was smaller than it felt, and it had a heart shaped base to it. I put it down on the bed after it was cleaned, letting it dry as I went downstairs to see Daddy was sitting a plate of pancakes down. There was another glass of juice there for me, and I smiled. Ellen was already eating, and Daddy was making his plate now.
“How are you, baby?” Daddy asked.
“A little sore.” I answered truthfully, and he chuckled. I looked down to tell that he was getting hard. He seemed to really enjoy the way I was tied up last night it seems. I thought to myself, and that made me feel a little better about it. Ellen just sat there smiling.
“Well you’ll get used to it, baby girl.” He told me. “I have some stuff to do today, and I have a list of chores for you to get done, but they’re not too bad.” He told me, and Ellen nodded.
“We’re getting a surprise for you.” She said, and Daddy’s smile widened a little bit.
“I have a surprise for you now, actually.” Daddy told me, making me squirm as I finished my pancakes and took a sip of my juice. He pulled out kitty cat ears, a small pink babydoll that I knew would look good on me, and then there was a tail. When I saw that it was attached to a small, silver plug I blushed again.
“But Daddy…” I protested, and he tsked at me.
“Don’t you want to look cute for Daddy?” Ellen asked, and I nodded, pouting a little.
Daddy’s smile widened a little bit as I stopped protesting. He preferred when I agreed with him, but what Daddy wouldn’t? He patted the counter as he helped to put the white and pink ears in my hair. I had to admit, I felt cute as he put the baby doll on me, making me feel pretty, but then he helped me down, bending me over a little. Ellen handed him something, and by the cool gel, I could tell that it was lube. I shivered, trying to relax as Daddy told me. The plug slid in easily this time, and I felt myself getting wet.
“Isn’t she cute?” Daddy asked, to which Ellen smiled.
“Adorable.” She said. Daddy kissed my cheek, giving me a small list telling me to make my bed, do laundry, and to do dishes. It wasn’t too hard, but moving around made the plug move slightly inside of me. I started to drip down my thighs again, and I knew that both Ellen and Daddy had to know. With a small blush, I went to look at myself in the mirror after telling Daddy goodbye.
“Sugar, Daddy?” I asked, and he kissed me softly before ruffling my hair and leaving me to admire myself in the mirror. I went about doing my chores, hoping to get them all done before Daddy got back.
Chapter Six
I heard Ellen before I heard Daddy. I had just moved the laundry over, and the dishes were done. I was trying to make my bed as they came in the room. Ellen smiled telling Daddy how adorable she thought I was. I looked at them, bending over to put the pillows on perfectly. I turned to look at Daddy proudly. I had barely made it, but I had my chores done, and he was back now.
“Did you do the laundry?” Daddy asked, and I nodded. “The dishes?” He asked.
“Yes, Daddy.” I said, smiling proudly. I knew that I had did well. He smirked, sitting down on the freshly made bed. He patted his lap, and I went over, biting my bottom lip. I had tried to sit down once while Daddy was gone, but it had pushed the plug snuggly inside me. Daddy picked me up, placing me on his lap, and I squirmed. I moaned a little, and he kissed the side of my neck.
“Do you want your surprise now, baby girl?” Daddy asked me, holding me to him. I nodded.
“Ask Ellen.” Daddy told me, running his fingers through my hair.
“Can I get my surprise now?” I asked Ellen, who pulled out a small pink bag. It had nothing written on it, and I looked in it to find a pink leather collar. It had a white lace around the top and bottom. And a bell with a small ring under it. I looked at them, surprised.
“I think it’ll match well.” Ellen said, and I found myself embarrassed.
“When you wear this, it’s to remind you that you’re mine, baby girl.” Daddy said as he moved my hair. Ellen helped me to put it on as it was locked into place. Daddy was hard against my ass, and I wanted him to take me, but he didn’t seem ready to do so quite yet. Ellen smiled as Daddy sat me down on the bed. He gave me the vibrator that I had on the charger.
“Get me ready for my baby girl.” Daddy said, looking at Ellen, and I watched jealously as she took Daddy out. I started to turn the vibrator on, rubbing it on my clit as I watched her take him all the way down without gagging. I felt jealousy in me again before Daddy moaned, starting to thrust into her mouth a little rougher than he was with me. I was surprised how much it was turning me on to watch. I started to push the vibrator in and out of me, moaning loudly.
“That’s it baby girl. Watch me fuck her throat.” Daddy said as he started to thrust, and I saw Ellen lifting her skirt to rub her clit just like I would when Daddy let me suck him off. When I shifted the bell rang, and Daddy smiled again, moaning as he thrust in and out. Daddy groaned, and when I pushed the vibrator inside of myself fully, I could feel the plug all the more. I knew that I was tighter like this, and I wanted Daddy to be thrusting inside of me. Daddy groaned before he pulled Ellen off of him. He was rock hard as Ellen got up. She took a vibrator from her purse as Daddy lifted me on his lap again. I was facing away from him, but his cock rubbed up and down my slit with the vibrator laying on the bed beside him. He slid inside of me with ease, but he moaned when he bottomed out inside of me.
“You’re so tight like this, baby girl.” He said, and I moaned loudly. I felt so full. He was slightly wider than my vibrator, and I felt stretched around him as I started to move up and down. Daddy’s hands went to my breasts.
“Clips.” He said, simply, and Ellen reached over to secure the clothes pins on my nipples, making me arch as I clenched around him and the plug. I groaned a little, pushing up and down a little faster now. He was thrusting inside of me a little, rocking his hips back and forth as he guided me down on him. My breasts were bouncing, and the bell on my collar rang with every movement.
“That’s right, baby girl. Come for Daddy.” He told me. “Come with Ms. Ellen watching.” He told me, and I couldn’t help it. I started to come around him as he pushed in a little faster. He pulled me off of him, helping me to stand before sitting back down on the bed.
“I want you to do something for me, baby girl.” He said, and I nodded. I didn’t trust myself to talk. I was lost in my own world of pleasure, wanting nothing more than to come again and feel Daddy coming inside of me.
“Please, Daddy. Please fuck me.” I asked, and he chuckled.
“Soon, baby girl.” He said. “Right now I want you to eat out Ms. Ellen.” He told me, and I pouted. She spread herself with her legs wide. I pouted, getting on my knees in front of her as I closed my eyes. Her fingers wrapped in my hair, a little softer than Daddy’s did. I flicked my tongue over her clit.
“Play with yourself, baby girl.” Daddy cooed making me moan as I ran my fingers down to rub my own clit, teasing hers with my mouth.
My tongue darted between her lips, which Ellen held open for me. She groaned as she pulled me a little closer. My tongue traced around her pussy, pushing my tongue in just a little, testing the waters. I was nervous that I’d do something wrong, but she moaned, making me a little more adventurous as I started to eat her out. She was moaning, and as I pushed my tongue inside of her again, I could tell that Ellen would come soon enough.
She did. I could feel her clench around my tongue as I pulled it out, licking her as she came. Her juices were sweeter than I expected them to be, and I groaned, feeling myself getting closer as well. Daddy kneeled behind me, and he pushed into me as I continued to lick Ellen. I could feel him filling me again, and I was made all too aware of the plug as he pushed
in. the bell around my neck was becoming a familiar sound with each and every thrust.
“Daddy.” I moaned, muffled by Ellen’s legs around me. Her thighs hugged the side of my face, and I couldn’t help but to realize how soft her skin was.
Daddy’s hands were on my hips as he continued to push in and out. I was so close to the edge, and I could hear that I was working her up to another orgasm as well. Ellen groaned, pulling my head close as she came, and my fingers went up to rub her clit as she continued to come. I came as Daddy continued to fuck me, pushing in a little faster as he started to climb towards his own orgasm. I groaned, coming again as he pulled out to come over my back. I blushed, and Ellen came a moment later as I pushed my tongue into her.
Her fingers took a moment to unwrap from my hair, and I sat back on my heels looking at both of them as Daddy started to walk over to stand by Ellen, reaching his hand down to help me up. I stood unsteadily, shifting as I bit my lip. He reached around to undo the collar from my neck. Once it was gone the slight pressure it put on my throat was gone, and I felt bare without Daddy’s collar around my neck. It must have shown on my face because Daddy laughed, patting me on the head.
“You can put everything on after the shower, baby girl. I want you to go clean up, okay?” He said, and I nodded. I didn’t want to leave him, but I knew that I’d feel better after a shower. I looked at Ellen who smiled kindly back at me. She nodded at me, encouraging me to answer my Daddy. I didn’t need any encouragement, but she was oddly comforting.
“Yes, Daddy.” I said, biting my bottom lip as I went to do what he wanted. I closed the door softly behind me in my bathroom. It wasn’t as nice as the master bathroom, but I had a decent size bathroom to myself, and I could take as long as I wanted.
I took the ears out of my hair, laying them on the counter. I reached back to slide the plug out, and I felt empty once again. Staring at the mirror, it didn’t seem as right as it did before with everything on. I wanted his collar around my neck again. I wanted to be Daddy’s little kitty that he gave sugar too often. I wanted to be Daddy’s, and I liked being reminded I was his. I took a quick shower, wanting to get back to him and Ellen as quickly as I could.
Chapter Seven
I had already gotten the lube and placed my tail back in, letting out a surprising moan as I did. The ears were harder to put in my wet hair, but I managed before I went down to see Daddy. He smiled at me, and he placed the collar around my neck. The bell chimed, and it seemed right again. Ellen laughed, and she leaned down to kiss me on the lips. I was in shock, but I kissed back. When she pulled away, I could see that Daddy was hardening in his pants again, and I smiled a little bit.
“I’ll see you both for dinner, okay?” She asked, and I nodded, looking at Daddy for confirmation.
“Yes, Ellen. You know where to meet us, right?” He asked, and she laughed.
“Of course, James.” She said, and with that she ruffled my hair, being careful not to mess up my ears before she left. Daddy and I were alone, and I liked that just as well.
“You did good, baby girl.” He told me, and I grinned.
“Thank you, Daddy.” I told him.
“You’re welcome, baby. I figured we’d go get some Italian food later. Sound good to you?” He asked, and I nodded.
“Yes, Daddy.” I told him, and he smiled.
“You’re doing so well today.” He said, and he handed me a glass of sweet tea.
“Ellen made that while you were sleeping. She seems to like you a lot. What do you think of her, baby?” He asked.
“I think she’s fine, Daddy…” I said, trailing off.
“What’s wrong?” He asked, waiting for me to explain, and I shifted from one foot to the other. I didn’t quite want to tell him.
“I like her a lot, Daddy. I just don’t like sharing you.” I said pouting, and he
laughed.
“Yes, but you like her and that’s a good thing. I think I’m going to share you more often, baby girl. I like seeing you moan for others.” He told me. I thought that I wouldn’t blush any more or that I’d get used to it, but it seemed like he’d continue to find new ways to make me blush. Daddy was good at that.
“Men too?” I squeaked out, and he just shook his head with a smile on his face.
“Maybe, sweetheart. I’ve really not decided yet. I do enjoy you like this, and I’m rather greedy.” Daddy said.
“I am thinking about it though.” He added, making me moan. I smiled a little bit as we went into the living room.
He sat down on the couch, pulling me to lay down beside him. My head was in his lap, and his fingers traced over my nipples, making them harden immediately. It was times like this that really made me feel like Daddy cares about me. He put on a movie that was just starting to come on, and I was sure that I would like it. I settled in to watch, but he continued to steal my attention away from the movie with how he tweaked my nipples, pinching and pulling on them just enough to cause me to squirm. My hand trailed down to touch myself, but he tsked at me. I looked up to see that Daddy was arching an eyebrow at me, shaking his head.
“No, no, baby girl. I don’t think that I told you that you could play with yourself.” He said. “Good girls don’t do that without permission.” Daddy teased me.
“But Daddy…” I protested weakly, but he shook his head.
“Hands down, baby. I know that you can be a good girl for me. I want you to get pleasure, but it should be when I want you to.” He told me, brushing my hair out of my eyes. It was such a tender movement, and yet I bit my bottom lip as his words sunk home. I didn’t want to disappoint Daddy, especially not while I was wearing his collar. So I just nodded.
“What was that, baby?” He asked.
“Yes, Daddy.” I said, and he smirked playfully down at me.
“Yes, Daddy what?” Daddy asked, prompting me to say more.
“Yes, Daddy I won’t play with myself until you tell me to.” I told him, blushing as I rushed the words out. Surprisingly they made me wet to say. Especially because I knew that they turned my Daddy on.
“Good girl. I’d hate to have to get you a chastity belt, sweetheart.” He told me, and I whimpered a little. Daddy turned my whimper into a moan quickly as he tweaked one nipple and then the other. I snuggled into him as he continued to massage my breasts. I knew that our time together was just starting, and my thoughts wandered back to Ellen. I wasn’t sure where she and I would lead, but I knew that Daddy liked her, and I was beginning to like her just as much. After all, she picked out this wonderful collar. I thought to myself. She even made me sweet tea. It seemed that she cared about me too. She could never care about me the same way that Daddy could, but I know that she’s trying. I thought before the commercial was over, and my attention was stolen to the TV.
Daddy settled down, his hand resting right on my breasts. It was a comfortable pressure, and every once in a while, he’d give my breasts a playful squeeze. I didn’t want mother to come home any time soon. I just wanted to lay there with Daddy and not think of much else, and with his hand going from y breast to run his fingers through my hair, that’s exactly what I got. I was able to relax into him, feeling happier than before. I didn’t know what to expect from dinner, but I didn’t care what happened next. All that mattered was what was happening right here and right now.
THE END
Teach Me Daddy (Part 1)
Chapter One
“It's not even that late.”
My step-father's figure filled the entrance to the hallway.
“Victoria, it's well past two. Where have you been?” His concerned tone aggravated my thighs, a rare feeling that came only prior to pleasuring myself in the privacy of my dorm room. The brief passion made me blush.
“I was out with friends. We were celebrating Sandy's birthday. I'm perfectly capable of handling a late night out.” I explained.
It was tasking to keep my hands away from my face. I could feel my cheeks growing hotter the more he stare
d into my eyes, my thighs twitching when I glanced at the chest tattoo that was peeking out from beneath his tank. I'd only known him for the past year, but it felt like centuries. With a mild crush like mine, days weaved together like milky spider webs that popped up in the corners of the garage window. I couldn't count how many nights I stayed awake just to listen to him grunt from across the house with fingers pressed beneath my shorts in an attempt to mimic his motions. I ached.
“Regardless, you're an adult now and your studies should come first. Hand over your keys.” He held out a roughened hand.
I eyed his hand defiantly and pressed my lips together. I wasn't prepared to handle him acting like my father just yet. I was still caught up in a fantasy world where we weren't perceived as related, where I could casually call him Alfred and no one would think twice about me reaching for his hand. I felt like a child ogling his tan arms in the dim light of the moon sparkling through the glass door. If I gave up my car keys, I'd have to get rides to work and social functions, something I found unbearably embarrassing at my ripe age of nineteen. My lips twisted harder together when he wiggled his fingers in response to my silence. I sighed.