Taboo

by Matilda Martel

“Cum for me baby, let me feel you cum all over my cock.” He started thrusting harder and faster, making my pussy clench and convulse on his thick shaft. My hips were pushing up into his shaft, sucking him in, as my walls tried to squeeze the cum out of him. When the feeling struck, I gasped in surprise and wrapped my arms around Daddy’s neck, while my hips jerked and shook against him.

  “Oh Daddy, I’m cumming! You’re making me cum again, your big cock is making me cum.”

  “Baby, I’m cumming, I’m cumming so deep inside you.” I could feel him struggling to hold on, when he lifted my hips up, plunged all the way into me and filled my fertile pussy with his seed. He stayed inside me for a few minutes, trying to keep his cum in me for along as possible.

  “Are you okay, baby?” He wiped some hair off my forehead and kissed me sweetly.

  “I’m more than okay, I’m happy. I want to be with you always. Mom has made you miserable for so long, I want to make you happy and give you a family.” I curled up into his chest looked up into his handsome face.

  “I got your mother to sign the papers tonight. I just have to file them on Monday. I want to marry you baby, but I don’t want to ask you until I’m officially divorced. I know it will look bad, but I don’t really give a shit.” He tightened his embrace and started massaging my ass.

  “Daddy, are you still going to take my ass?” I gazed up innocently, trying not to smile.

  Squeezing my ass harder, he growled into my ear, “You should have never offered, baby. Now I’ll never be able to go to sleep until I have it.

  Giggling as I turned over, I handed him the bottle of lube I’d left underneath my pillow. Not wasting any time, he poured some on his cock and squeezed some into my tight hole. Taking me from a spooning position, he lifted my leg and slowly pushed his way into my ass, stretching my opening and widening my sphincter. I winced in pain, but tried to relax while Daddy played with my clit to relax my muscles.

  “Oh fuck, you feel so big, keep going Daddy, I want to get used to you. I want you to take my ass whenever you want it. I love you so much. Please fuck me, Daddy. Please, fuck my ass.” I relaxed as much as could and started pushing down into him, wanting to feel his entire cock inside me, no matter how much it stung. The deeper he went the less it hurt, until I finally adjusted to the invasion and felt the familiar clenching in my pussy and the overwhelming surge of my muscles spasming with pleasure. He was reaming my ass, thrusting deeper and deeper, while my orgasm continued to make me scream in ecstasy.

  “Baby, you’re cumming so hard with my cock in your ass. Fuck, you’re so perfect baby, I’m going to fuck you every fucking night.” He slammed his huge rod into my ass a few seconds more then shot his load deep inside as he held me tightly against him. It was so hot, and felt so good, I woke him up in the middle of the night and begged him fuck my ass again. And he did, because Daddy can never say no to me.

  The End

  Daddy’s Princess Comes Home

  Chapter 1- Macy

  I don’t really remember my Mom. She died when I was 6 years old and my Daddy has raised me ever since. He’s not my real Daddy, he married my Mom the year before she died, but instead of sending me off to live with family, he said he would take care of me himself. Daddy was strong and handsome, he could have gotten remarried right after Mommy died, but he didn’t, he always made me his priority. He always told everyone, “Macy needs to come first.”

  Because Mom was killed by a drunk driver, Daddy wanted to get away from the city as fast as he could. He moved us to a big house in the mountains and hired a lady named Molly to help take care of me. She took care of me and Daddy home schooled me while he worked from home. I wasn’t allowed to have friends or even leave the house without him. Daddy kept me in a room that looked like a nursery until I was a teenager and in a little girl dresses until I was 15 years old, overseeing everything I did, everything I ate, everything I read and watched. I loved Daddy, but I was tired of how protective and strict he was all the time. It’s like he didn’t want me to grow up.

  One day my Aunt Ginny came for a visit and asked me to come live with her. She said I was old enough to decide where I wanted to live and I chose to move to Denver to be with her. I thought it was a good idea to finally taste a bit of freedom, but after a few weeks I missed Daddy so much, I knew I’d made a mistake. I was used to seeing Daddy every day and used to him doing everything for me, I hardly knew how to do anything for myself.

  My Aunt Ginny was sweet and tried to make me feel better about my decision. She enrolled me in school and helped me adjust to living a normal life like all the girls my own age. She said it wasn’t natural the way Daddy was treating me. Girls my age didn’t wear little girl dresses anymore and play with dolls. I made new friends and she bought me new big girl clothes that showed off my body. I never thought about things I’d never thought about before.

  Boys were giving me a lot of attention and she said I shouldn’t feel bad that they looked at me, since I was pretty. By the time I was 17, I was still only 5’2, but I had slender legs, a small waist, and a nice round behind. Although I didn’t inherit my Mom’s big boobs, I still had a nice pair of 30Bs that looked bigger because I was so petite. Fortunately, I did get my Mom’s dark brown hair and blue eyes, which made me happy, since I hated that couldn’t remember her.

  Lots of boys asked me out, but I only really went out to school dances and to the movies with groups of friends. I missed my Daddy and compared every boy I saw with him. Every once in a while, I was almost certain I would see him in places around town, but I was pretty sure I was just imagining things. He was far way in Montana and I knew he was mad at me for leaving him. He’d been so good to me and I’d just left him on his own without a thought to his feelings. Poor Daddy must be furious.

  I thought about him a lot at night. He was so handsome and always made me feel so safe. Since I was a short girl, everyone was tall to me, but Daddy was really tall, 6’7, with big muscles from working out all the time. He had dark brown hair and green eyes that always sparkled whenever he looked at me. I hadn’t told my Aunt Ginny yet, because I knew it would upset her, but as soon as I turned 18, I was going back to Montana to see him.

  Although I never got excited to go on dates with boys, I was excited about Senior Prom. A basketball player named Jake, who was tall like Daddy, invited me to go with him and Aunt Ginny took me out to buy a formal dress. I picked out a sexy black strapless and some nice strappy high heels to go with it. We had a really nice evening at the dance, then went out for dinner before he took me home. When he dropped me off, we kissed for a bit in the car and he made me feel all warm inside. I let him kiss my chest and touch my breasts, but a car drove by really slow that looked like Daddy’s old truck. Terrified it might be him and how he’d be so disappointed in me, I asked Jake to walk me inside.

  We kissed before saying good night and I went upstairs to see frightened I’d peed myself. My panties were so wet I wasn’t sure if I had. What made it worse is the whole time Jake was kissing me, all I kept thinking about was Daddy and wishing he was here with me instead. Before I fell asleep, I touched myself and rubbed a special place over and over again until I thought I peed the bed. I was so embarrassed, but it felt so good I did it a few more times until I was screaming into my pillow and bouncing my hips off the bed. When I woke up early the next morning, my panties were still hanging off my ankles and Daddy was still on my mind.

  Two days after I graduated from high school, I turned 18. With a heavy heart, I told Aunt Ginny about my plan to go see Daddy. I’d been saving up most of my money for the past year just for bus fare and although she didn’t approve, she said she wouldn’t stop me.

  “You’re 18 now, Macy, you can do what you like. But you need to call me when you get there to tell me you’re okay.” She hugged me and made me promise to be careful.

  Chapter 2

  Daddy

  The drive to Montana from Denver took a while, but I just hoped Daddy still wanted to see me. I�
�d tried to call him but his number had changed and he’d never returned any of my letters over the years. When I got to our old house, it looked like someone was just moving in. I panicked, afraid that Daddy had moved away and I would never see him again. Running into the house to see if I could find him, I almost ran into movers bringing items inside. None of them would answer any of my questions and making matters worse, I didn’t recognize anything as being his.

  Feeling sad and defeated, I waited outside until the movers finished unloading the trucks and then locked the doors. With nowhere really to go, I sat on the steps and cried. I’d waited all those years to come home for nothing. Daddy had never really loved or missed me after all.

  As it started to get dark, I decided I should drive back to the nearest town so I could find a motel before heading back to Denver. I’d almost reached my car, when a pair of headlights pulled into the long driveway and parked next to me. It was Daddy.

  “Daddy? Is that you?” I started crying and ran up to him.

  “Macy, baby! Did you drive here all by yourself?” He lifted me off the ground and wrapped by legs around his waist. “Daddy missed his baby so much.”

  “Oh Daddy, I missed you every single day! Why didn’t you ever write me back? I wrote you letters and called the house!” I was crying into his big chest.

  Daddy rocked me and cooed at me like he used to as he carried me into the house. “Baby, you wanted to live with your Aunt Ginny, and whenever I called you she said I needed to leave you alone because I wasn’t your real Daddy anyway. But I’ve been keeping an eye on you for three years making sure you were okay.” He put me down on one of the couches.

  Daddy told he had moved to a small town outside Denver three years ago and had been watching me all these years to make sure nothing ever happened to me. He had just moved back to Montana the week before, hoping I was coming home now that I was 18. He sat me on his lap for a long time and asked me if I had come home for good and I nodded.

  “Are you going to be my little girl again, baby?” He asked, while my head lay underneath his chin.

  “Yes, Daddy. Please let me come home. I’ve missed you so much.”

  “You know you’ve been a bad girl all these years. I’ve seen you kissing boys and wearing slutty clothes.” He picked up my chin to look at me.

  Tears filled me eyes. “You think I’m a slut, Daddy?”

  “No, baby, but you’ve been a bad girl without Daddy there to take care of you. I’m going to have to turn you back into a good girl. Don’t you want to be Daddy’s good girl?” He hugged me tighter and massaged my ass.

  “Yes, Daddy. I want to be your good girl.” I hugged him tighter, not wanting him to be disappointed in me. He smelled so good and so strong.

  “Let me show you your room, baby and then I can get you ready for bed.” He led me by my hand and took me upstairs.

  There was a room already prepared for me, as if he knew all along I couldn’t live without him. It was a little girl’s room connected by large open French doors to his room. His side was a man’s room decorated in dark colors and grown up furniture, while my side was done entirely in pink with a twin canopy bed. My side also had a reading nook built into the wall with stuffed animals and books lined all along the wall, a big rocking chair, and a closet full of dresses and shoes for me to wear. Everything was so pretty but I wasn’t sure the dresses were going to fit me.

  “Daddy, these dresses may not fit me. They look like they’re for little girls.” They were frilly and full of ribbons and bows.

  “I made them according to your size, baby. I told you I’ve been watching you. This is what you’ll be wearing if you want to be my little girl again. No more slutty clothes. Now take off your clothes, so I can make sure the size is correct.” He reached for my shirt to pull it off but I pushed his hand away.

  “Daddy, I can try them on in the bathroom.” I was about to take one of the dresses away with me when he held me by my shoulders.

  “You’ll try it on here. You don’t hide yourself from your Daddy. If you want to come home, you’re going to be my little girl again and little girls do exactly what their Daddies tell them to do.” He looked angry and shook me by the shoulders.

  I started to tear up while I removed my shirt and blue jeans. I reached for the dress, but he said I needed to remove my bra too. The dress wasn’t worn with a bra. I did what he asked and he slipped the dress over my head as I trembled with fear and embarrassment. I felt humiliated but I also felt aroused by the way he was staring at my body. After he buttoned the dress and tied the bow in the back he told me to go stand in front of the mirror. He stood behind me while I looked at myself in full length. I looked like a life size doll and he looked like a giant behind me. I felt like a little girl and he felt like my Daddy again. He told me I looked beautiful and asked me if I liked the dress. I nodded and said I loved it.

  “I’m glad Princess. Now take it off and give it to me so I can hang it up for you. In a few minutes, Daddy is going to give you a bath and get you ready for bed. But first we need to talk about how you’ve been acting these past three years.” I waited for him to hang up my dress, standing outside the closet in only my panties. After he was done, he took me to the bed and sat me down on his lap. I tried to cover my naked breasts with my hands but he pushed my arms down.

  “Macy, I’m very disappointed with the way you behaved in Denver. You knew I wouldn’t approved, didn’t you?” He lifted my chin to force me to look at him.

  My lip was quivering, as I fought back tears. “Yes, Daddy. I knew you’d be mad.” I dug my head into his chest and started crying.

  “You let that boy grab your breasts, didn’t you Macy, don’t deny it.”

  I looked up at him wondering how he knew, but then remembered having seen a truck resembling his driving by Jake’s car that night.

  “Yes, Daddy, I did. Only that one time.” I was sobbing with shame that he knew.

  He reached up and cupped one of my breasts, massaging it roughly. I looked up at him in surprise but didn’t try to stop him. I was afraid to stop him and it felt too good to stop him. When he tweaked one of my nipples, rolling it between his thumb and fingers, I moaned into his shoulder and jumped a little in his lap.

  “Only Daddy gets to touch them baby, do you understand? Your body belongs to Daddy, I thought you knew that Macy.” He stood me up and started lowering my panties. Then he bent me over his lap face down. “Say you understand, Macy.” He asked me again, as I lay upside down on his powerful thighs.

  “I understand, Daddy.” I was crying louder, not because I was about to get spanked for the first time since I was a little girl, but because I’d let him down.

  “I don’t want to spank you, baby. But you let someone else touch what was mine and I can’t let that go unpunished.” He rubbed my ass cheeks and asked me if I understood. “I understand, Daddy. I deserve to be punished.”

  His hand came down hard on my ass, much harder than I expected and a loud yelp escaped my lips. Then another and another. When he got to number four, he reached between my thighs and felt to see if I was wet. I was drenched. “Good girl, baby. You should always be wet for Daddy.” He started rubbing my clit as he spanked me again, making me equate the pain with pleasure. He stroked my clit so fast, by the time he reached the eighth spank, I had started thrashing in his lap, riding the wave of my first orgasm of the evening. He spanked me two more times, totaling ten, before he threw me on my bed, opened my legs and dipped his tongue in my soaked pussy.

  “Daddy! I don’t want to be a bad girl.” My hips were gyrating and contracting as he took my swollen clit into his mouth and started suckling on it while he fingered my wet hole.

  “You’re not a bad girl, baby. Not if you only give yourself to your Daddy. I’ve been waiting so long for you to become a big girl, baby, so you can finally be mine in every way.” He was fingering me with two fingers, shoving them up and using his thumb to stroke my clit. I felt an intensity start to rise with
in me, struggling to find release.

  “Oh Daddy, that feels good, but it feels strange. I feel like I’m going to cum but it’s too much, Daddy, please stop.”

  “Just let it out baby, give everything to Daddy.” He kept fingering me until I lost complete control. My ass flew off the bed as a small fountain of water splashed out of my pussy and into his waiting mouth.

  “Oh my God, Daddy! Daddy!” More water poured out of me as he shook his entire face in my cunt, lapping up all my juices and licking up all the liquid spilling out of my canal.

  “That was beautiful, baby. I’ve dreamt about tasting this pussy for years and it tasted even better than I imagined.” He lifted me up and carried me over into the bathroom.

  I was still shaking as he rubbed my back while we walked. “Daddy’s going to give you a nice bath and get you ready for bed, baby.

  “Okay, Daddy.” I clung to his muscled chest as he held my naked body tightly against his.

  He placed me down on a chair in the bathroom, started a bath, and then he went back into my closet to get my nightgown. It was a frilly nightgown that looked like a child’s nightgown, but barely long enough to cover my behind. He checked the water temperature then carried me into the tub. I sat still as he washed me with a big sponge; rinsed me off then towel dried me. He carried me over to my bed and placed me on top of the towel.

  “Before I put you to bed, Daddy needs to shave you baby.” He brought shaving creamy and a razor from the bathroom. He told me to spread my legs wide and proceeded to shave my pussy completely before rinsing me off with another towel. Then he took my pajamas and put them over my head.

  “What about panties, Daddy?” I asked him, since the gown was so short.

  “No panties, baby. You need to be available to Daddy at all times.” He tucked me in and kissed me goodnight.