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Summary
“Good girl,” the man whispered, sending a shudder through my body. “That’s my little love toy.”
I tried to focus my vision, but the pounding pleasure was too distracting. I was finally able to see him clearly and right as I recognized my assailant, he reached down between my legs. Without an ounce of remorse, he caught my eyes and flicked his finger back and forth, mauling me with vigor and ownership.
“Daddy?” I moaned breathlessly. “No! What are you doing?”
Chapter One
The warm breeze kissed my skin as I watched the pink fog float all around me. The small particles succulently fell onto the dirt beneath my feet. I studied the path, appreciating the mix of colors. I giggled as I imagined myself standing on a brownie topped with pink confectioner’s sugar. Along with my skin, my feet stayed warm as I moved along the pathway. I expected to feel a spongy or squishy texture against my bare feet, yet… it was tough and velvety.
I stopped, cocking my head to the side in confusion. It wasn’t a bad feeling, so I took another cautious step and glanced to the left, and then the right of me. I smiled, tilting my chin up as another warm breeze caressed my face. Mmm… I closed my eyes, my feet moving forward beneath me. This was wonderful. The air grew warmer and the ground a little moist. Cedar tickled my nose, and like a catalyst, the floor began to sway back and forth. My eyes sprang open while the pink dust that had once been on the ground lifted all around me. The humidity was heavy an holding my weight became too difficult, so I fell to my knees. Although unexpected, I enjoyed the new rhythm and feeling of the pavement. It was so warm, which made me feel so much more relaxed… It was hard to think with the cedar smoke grazing roughly down my arms.
Euphoria bloomed like flowers in my head. The wind engulfed me and felt amazing against my thighs. The street rose and fell causing me to sway gently. I giggled at how silly a road this was. It molded to me, cushioning my body and wrapping me in its velvety heat. But it continued to dance, rolling my body up and down the newly formulated hills. I noticed a beautiful spring of water and caught a few droplets as I moved toward it. A series of waves in the ground caused the spring water to slosh up against me. I gasped, wondering how this water could feel so good against my skin. Mmmm, I felt amazing… I never wanted this to stop. I only wanted the cedar to wash me down the rapids. The velvet waves stroked the petals in my brain. It felt… electric.
Mmmm. I rolled my head along my pillow wishing I could hold onto the dream a bit longer. It felt so real. I rocked my hips, feeling a creeping arousal as I swam through the haze of waking up or going back to sleep. The waves pushed me… or no, my hips were gyrating. Again, I was stricken by my own pantomime. A sliver of dark room crept into my consciousness as my eyes opened to a slit. I tried to focus my vision, but the pounding pleasure was too distracting. Wait, the sensation subtly differed as I became more awake. The smooth rocking changed to an unforgiving pounding and I knew I was not the origin of the motion. I recognized the warm wind from my dream, but only this time it was coming from behind me. What was happening?
I shifted, wanting to see what was happening and understand why I felt this intense pressure on my hips. There was a tight grip holding me in place. My mind flashed to my pussy when I noticed a slow, distinct withdrawal and push… There was some deliberate stroking that hit every nerve along the way, enlightening my senses.
“Haaa,” I exhaled, confusingly, then a delicious surge of fullness expanded what felt like was inside of me. It felt thick and long, yet like the size of a sharpie. It wasn’t hard or cold, but warm and slightly curved like a finger. It was something I’d never experienced before. “Wait… wha—”
I gasped without a choice as the stroking continued. I had no idea what was going on. I felt a chill run down my spine as I looked around the dark room with limited vision. Though I couldn’t see it, I felt a presence in the room.
I tried to take a deep breath, but I was so afraid that I could barely manage a shallow one, despite my earlier reaction. I needed to sit up and tried to do so, but my chest lifted off my bed a few inches before something pushed me back down. I quickly understood why breathing was so difficult under this pressure as I was positioned with my face against the pillow and my ass up in the air.
I heard a shuffling sound behind me, and my heart nearly stopped. The tight grip on my hip loosened significantly, and the sensation I was feeling between my legs stopped unexpectedly with a sudden pull out. Just as quickly, my arms were pinned above my head. I struggled to get out of this compromising position, only to find a strong hand—one that could only belong to a man—slither beneath my t-shirt and grab my breast while his forearm pressed against my abdomen, holding me in place. He fondled me, running a finger back and forth against my erect nipples as I noticed the warmth and dampness of his finger.
“No!” I cried.
“Shhh…” the man insisted, and I felt my heart pounding as he began to speak. “Shhh. I’ll take it easy on you.” The huskiness and warmth of his voice against my ear was like a jolt to my senses. I flinched when he pinched and twiddled my nipple between that wet finger and his thumb. Is… that what was inside me? His finger? It all sunk in.
He was molesting me.
“Ahhh!” I shrieked, frantically trying to move away from the unfamiliar man behind me. “Ahhh! Who—” His large hand covered my mouth, quickly silencing me. My only advantage now was that my wrists were freed. Instinctively, my hands flew up to try to remove his, but it was as if he’d cemented his hand to my face. I fought to break free, fully aware of the man alternating between my large breasts and twisting my nipples as he saw fit.
“Good girl,” the man whispered, sending a shudder through my body. “That’s my little love toy.” I listened intently to his words, his voice more familiar than the way he was touching my body.
“Mmmh!” I muffled against his hand in protest, squeezing my eyes shut. My body wriggled as I felt his fingers trace down my stomach and over my panties, at which point I’d noticed I no longer had my shorts on.
He stopped just between my legs and applied pressure the most sensitive spot on my pussy.
“Mmm—ahhh!” My voice was muffled before I heard it fill the room, but only for a quick moment. The strange man placed his palm over my lips again, silencing the echoes.
Did he release his grip just to hear me moan? I didn’t want to moan though. He made me! This is the first time I’ve ever heard something like that come out of my mouth in the 24 years I’d been alive. Why did this feel so good?
I wanted to yell and scream and wake up Daddy in the next room. If he knew what was happening to me right now, he’d beat this guy to a pulp. Daddy was already 6’4, had the largest muscles I’d ever seen and was very protective of me. When I’ve had boyfriends in the past, he would intervene before they could do anything past kissing me and he wasn’t even happy about that. We’re so close that Daddy would do anything for me.
“Mmmm,” I moaned once more when the man applies more pressure to my clit, rubbing me in a circular motion. Before I can properly protest, the man pulls down my panties. I wriggled violently, trying to get out his grasp.
I’m shocked when it worked as his hand finally came off my face. The heat from his chest disappeared against my back, which meant I had a short window to move fast. My fight or flight instincts kicked into high gear, but alas the hopefulness I felt was brief as the man rolled me onto my back. His figure towered over me in the darkness. It took some effort to make out his face as he allowed me to sit up and back away into my pillow. Cool air hit my exposed pussy while my eyes adjusted to the man in front of me. I was finally able to see him clearly and right as I recognized my assailant, he reached between my legs. Without an ounce of remorse, he caught my eyes and flicked his finger back and forth, mauling my clit with vigor and ownership.
“Daddy?” I moaned breathlessly, accidently. Electricity surged throughout my body, forcing goosebumps across my arms.
“Mmm, yes, baby.” Daddy’s deep groan rumbles against my small frame. “You’re so wet for me.”
“Daddy, no! What are you doing?” I griped his forearm with both of my hands, barely able to wrap around the thickness of it, trying to pry them from between my legs. It was obviously futile when his arm didn’t budge even a little bit as touched me. “Ahhh…” Groaning, I griped his arm tighter, feeling myself growing wet under his blissful touch. I’d always thought daddy was an attractive man, and I had to admit that his overpowering strength was extremely sexy, desirable even. It was something I’d always wanted in my next partner, but I never thought of something like this and not with him! “Stop it, daddy!”
“You want me to stop,” Daddy asked, as if it weren’t clear enough by my protests.
“M-mhhh,” I gasped and spoke sheepishly, “Yes… please, daddy.”
He took his time pondering an answer as he stroked me, applying a tad bit more pressure than before, completely doing the opposite of what I’d asked him. I pouted, on the verge of tears, creating all these expressions of pleasure against my will as he looked me straight in the eyes with such lust. I didn’t want him to see me like this. This was my daddy, my favorite person in the world, but… I couldn’t look away from him. I couldn’t ignore how daddy began to rub up and down my pussy lips.
“Daddy?” I whined, wanting some sort of response from him.
“Show me.”
“Huh, show you?” My eyes widened. What does he mean? I part my lips to further question him, but pleasure is all that poured out. Instead he spoke.
“The response from your body is telling me something completely different, little girl.” He reminded me, the baritone in his voice booming over the escaping sound of my groans. “Show me you don’t want it.”
It was true. I begged him not to with my words, although my body shivered with obvious betrayal. I couldn’t let this continue, so I tried crawling away to no avail, stuck between the headboard and daddy’s looming 6’4 build. I yanked on his forearm with every bit of strength, hoping that this time he’d budge. Nothing changed, except for my sweaty palms gliding up his shapely muscles. I tightened my grip, trying to move this mountain of a man but instead, my hands moved in tune with the slow movement of his arm, feeling the up and down tempo in both my palms and over my puffy labia.
I bit my bottom lip, wanting to restrain myself and refusing to look my father in the eyes before more noises escaped. What had gotten over me?
Daddy grumbled to himself, and I’m unable to make out what he’d said. In a few swift motions, he gripped my thigh with his free hand and pulled me toward him, forcing his thick middle finger into my slick pussy. I squealed at the sudden pressure and squeezed my thighs together.
“Show me,” daddy growled, splitting my thighs apart with his own. He wasn’t having my disobedience and forced a second finger into my little hole.
I yelped at his sheer force, the harshness in which her fingered me, lifting my hips from the motion. The palm of his knuckles smacked against my under cheek while I could only react and listen to the gushing sounds coming from my body, but I needed to show him.
How could he expect me to like this? I was on my back now and with fewer chances to flee than before. It took everything in me to fight him off. When I tried to sit up, he pushed me down immediately. When I tried to hit him, he pinned my arm. How could I find the strength to stop him when his touch was making me so weak?
He lifted my shirt and my heart raced as I felt daddy’s lips and tongue on my tender breasts. He suckled on them both, caressing my sensitive skin before slowly kissing his way down my stomach and over my bare mound.
“No! You can’t do this.” I pleaded breathlessly, knowing how useless my words were. I quickly shifted my attention to his hair, grabbing a fist full into both my palms before pulling.
He sucked his teeth, drawn out and sharply, before a low grumble vibrated through pursed lips. It was the same manner he’d do if I had gotten into serious trouble, like the times I’d gotten caught sneaking out or when I broke one of mom’s favorite china due to my clumsiness.
“Let go,” he warned.
And in the same way I’d deny any wrong doings, I brazenly shook my head. “No.”
Daddy bit his lip, angrily tugging on the flesh between his teeth as he glared at me. “Don’t make me say it again. NOW, little girl.” He commanded, the emphasis on “now” loud and frightening…
I shook my head again, petrified to utter a single word under his dark shroud.
“Bad girl,” he scolded me, and I felt my heart sink into the pit of my stomach. “Fine, then you better keep them there.” He warned, clearly ticked off but this was all I had to make him stop. I already knew I was no match for daddy. This was my only chance. If I let go, then daddy would only—
“Mmh!” I exclaimed the second I felt daddy’s lips overtake my own. His large hands roamed every inch of my body as I pull on his hair. My body shuddered, fighting between prying him off and holding him tightly as he explored every crevice and contour. One moment, he was sliding a finger down my back, forcing my aching body to curve instinctively toward him. The next, his large hands slithered down my arms while he kissed me, harder and deeper, with a fervent urgent need I never knew I need before.
“…so soft,” he murmured onto my lips, wandering freely.
My eyes roll back and the grip I once had on his hair is no longer a thing. As my arms laid limp beside me, I was in capable of overcoming the yielding rush of helplessness as daddy helped himself to my body. I wanted to resist him, but the thought of how strong, sexy and dominating daddy was… it all just made me lose my mind with bliss. Daddy’s hot mouth slobbered over my breasts as he squeezed my butt cheeks from behind, feeling the weight of his entire body. This was so wrong. He humped me, and I found myself wondering why daddy felt so good.
I snapped out of the haze at the sound of my t-shirt tearing apart. I gasped before daddy presses his lips to mine once more while he removed the remainder of my clothing. He picked me up afterward and took us off the bed. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, hoping not to fall between these quick movements.
“Daddy, where are we going?” I asked, taking note of my panties, shorts and destroyed t-shirt on the bed. “Why am I naked?” He takes a few strides across the room, pressing my soft skin to his rigid body before trapping me between him and the cold wall of my bedroom. I wince at the sudden, cold temperature against my back, pushing my already squished breasts into daddy.
“I want you naked, little girl. I want to see all of you.”
“Why?” I grumbled quietly, not wanting to tick him off again. “Can’t I just keep my clothes on. It’s unfair. You have yours on… I don’t want to do this.”
“Then take my shirt off.”
“What?” I hesitated. There was intense staring and a long silence before I complied, unsure if I’d done it for myself or because daddy had said to. I bit my lip, looking back and forth up at daddy and down to his shirt. Shakily, I grabbed the end of it and slowly hoisted it above his head. I marveled at his muscular chest covered in sexy chest hair before daddy hoisted me up above him. I squealed as he placed his large hands beneath my thighs to keep in place while he buried his face.
“No-” my voice cut off into moans as I felt daddy’s tongue slide over my clit. “Daddy, wait, aaah~”
“Mmh, good girl,” he whispered into my pussy sending shivers up my spine.
I gripped his hair, not to stop it, but because it was the only thing I could hold onto as my hips buckled in his grasp. “Daddy,” I called out to him, so happy to be praised this time. I’m daddy’s good girl. I’m daddy’s good girl!My head tossed back and smacked against the wall as my stomach grew tingly. “Ahhh, daddy!” My toes curled beneath me from the new sensations. I felt something powerful rushing to a build inside me, and with how frequently my mouth fell agape, a long, yearning moan filled the room. Between the licking and suction, I felt like I was about to explode. Should I fight it? What was happening?
“My little girl,” he grumbled between my pussy lips. “Cum for me.”
I shook my head, wanting to resist everything that was happening, but of course daddy noticed this. “You’re daddy’s little girl.” The baritone in his voice was muffled persistently by my bucking hips, and although his eyes were barely open to a slit, somehow, they met up with mine. “Cum for daddy.”
I couldn’t hold on anymore and began to shake uncontrollably in his arms. His words, his touch, the heat of his mouth, the licking and flicking of his tongue, the grip he held on my thighs; it all pushed me over the limit as the familiar wave in my dream gushed out of me. “Ahhhh,” I shrieked, my voice high pitched and dripping with bliss. Daddy continued to lick, faster and faster, as I climaxed on his face. “Ahhhhh~!”
After I’d gotten done spilling my milky liquid all over daddy, he tossed me onto the bed. I bounced a few times against the mattress, my fatigue hitting me like a pile of bricks. With one of my arms pinned uncomfortably beneath my stomach, I rolled onto my back to get it out. That was all I could muster as I sprawled out. I heaved, catching my breath, lulling myself to sleep.
Whether a decent amount of time went by or not, I was unsure of. I hadn’t heard a peep from daddy, and frankly, I didn’t care. I was too exhausted.
Chapter Two
My eyes opened to a slit in the temporary darkness of my bedroom. I noticed a small bout of orange sunlight peeking through the window, which meant it was dawn. I opened my mouth to yawn and began to choke. I hadn’t planned on dying yet, so I swallowed as much of the salty liquid as I could before a fit of coughing.
I propped myself up on my elbows and the rest came spilling out. It poured like water out of a faucet and onto my bare chest when I noticed daddy standing over me beside the bed. Hand in cock, daddy watched me.
He groaned, naked and stroking his member with a strip of sunlight across his abs. It was easy to put the pieces together and daddy seemed to enjoy watching me catch up with what he’d done by the look of the smirk on his lips. I licked my own, listening to daddy moan because of me, scooping up all the leftovers until I came to realize there was plenty to go around. My arms, legs, face and hair were all covered in daddy’s cum, as if I were a glazed donut. Everywhere I touched myself, it was sticky. I turned to look up at him and daddy shoots another load at me. I squealed, turning my head the opposite direction, but not fast enough for any of it to miss my face. Not that it made much of a difference as everything about me was covered in his semen. I could barely open an eye. I pouted, slightly dissatisfied with the conditions, until…
Daddy praised me, “Such a good girl.” I watched him bite his lip and my heart fluttered. I couldn’t help my cum covered grin. I loved being a good girl for daddy. I didn’t want anything to change. “Close your eyes,” he instructed before wiping the lids of my eyes clear, “open.”
I did just that, gazing up at daddy while he petted my sticky head.
“You’re mine. Do you understand?”
I blushed, looking down, but daddy quickly tilted my chin to face him again. “Yes, daddy,” I admitted softly.
“Good.” Daddy smiled, then turned my body so that my legs would hang off the bed. I got up, knowing I’d need a shower after a long night, but Daddy pushed me back, forcing me to sit on the edge of the bed as I witnessed a continuous lust from him. I thought he’d wanted me to shower and change the bed sheets after such a long night. If that wasn’t it, what more did he want?
I looked up at him, wondering what more he wanted until he pushed me down on my back and laid over kissing me. Daddy’s hand traced my pussy lips again, and I moaned from the sensitivity, soon after feeling something much harder between my legs.
My pulse quickened as daddy rubbed his cock against my pussy. Kissing, groping, and licking my pussy was one thing, but actual sex was completely different. This was going too far. “No, I’m not ready. I’m tired, daddy.”
“Don’t want to?” He asked in a low tone, keeping his gaze firmly locked on mine as he continued to rub himself back and forth between my legs. “Then, show me how much you don’t want it.”
If last night taught me anything, it was that I was no match for daddy. He could do whatever he wanted with me, so I did the only thing I could do and whined, “Daddyyy.”
He chuckled, slowing the pace of his strokes until I feel the tip of his cock resting at my entrance. “Who owns you?”
Taken aback by the question, I felt something inside me responding pleasantly to his boldness. In a small voice, I told him the truth. “You do.”
Daddy smiled and moved his hips, applying a little more pressure while he bent just beside my ear. I grimaced and daddy whispered, “Are you a good girl?”
The bass in daddy’s voice sent shivers over my entire body. “Yes, dad—”
He entered me ever so slowly, watching my face and savoring every moment as I stretched apart. Tears feel down the side of my eyes as the pain seemed unbearable. “Ow! Daddy, please stop!”
“I won’t.”
I winced at the abrupt decline while daddy moved as he rightfully owned me. “It hurts!”
“It’s only the tip, princess. Just hold onto me.” And I do, wrapping my legs around his waist and clutching onto his biceps. “I’ll be filing you up this morning. Every last drop of daddy’s cum will hit the back of your cunt. Do you understand?”
He drove into me and I knew there was nothing I could do at this point, so I just gave into him. He worked my pussy open until it stretched past it’s limits, engulfing his cock with my tight lips. I whimpered, “…yes, daddy.”
“Mmmh, so silky. I can’t wait to feel all of you.” Daddy groaned with anticipation after he’d lodged half himself inside his little girl. “You feel amazing.”
I squealed as daddy gripped my hips until his cock was firmly pressed against the wall of my cervix. Daddy held me in place and for the next few minutes, there was a thick pressure pulsating against the top of my pussy.
“It’s okay baby. The hardest part is over. Do you feel me inside you?”
“Yes, daddy.” I nodded. “I can feel it moving inside me.”
“It’s because you’ve got daddy extremely horny, babygirl. I’ve been wanting to take you for a few years now.” Daddy admitted and slowly slid out. He stopped only to apply circular-motioned pressure to my clit and slammed back into me.
“Ahhh,” I exclaimed in both pleasure and pain and my hips beckoned uncontrollably. The sensation was overwhelming, and I felt my body arching toward him in pleasure. I tried to silence my singing nerves and ignore how my clit throbbed, but my control was slipping. Although, daddy was right. The worst part of it seemed to be over, but it didn’t change the fact that I’d have to get used to his large size.
As he continued to work me over, I noticed that my fearful squeals transformed into soft moans. My hips beckoned unexpectedly, and daddy chuckled, pulling his dick out and slamming the entirely of himself right back into my womb.
“Mmmm, daddy!” I moaned, feeling the lack of mercy from daddy shake me to the core. The mix of pain and pleasure came rushing in, and it felt amazing. I’d never had anything like it before and it felt even better when he began to move his hips in circles, grinding against me.
“That’s my little girl. Are you my little princess?”
Daddy steadily plowed through me, rubbing my clit on and off.
“Ohhh… uhhh…” I tried to find the words under the new wave of pleasure.
“Are you my little princess, girl?” he asked sternly and ramming his dick in and pressing my clit hard. He stood in place like this, waiting for an immediate answer.
“Ahhh! Yes!” I squealed out. “Yes, daddy, I’m your little princess!”
The last few words rolled sloppily off my tongue and I felt daddy gently pull all of himself out of me, giving my pussy momentary relief and another draft of cool air.
“Mmm… yes you are.” Daddy groaned like an animal, shifting his gaze between my legs. “You are my little princess.” He admired the new stretch in my folds, running several of his demanding fingers along my flesh. I shuddered at his touch, soaking in the total dominance he had over me. Somehow, my body was growing to love it, betraying my reluctance.
Daddy aligned himself and looked into my hesitant eyes, seeming to enjoy my disdain as I felt his cock probing at my entrance. The head slipped just inside me, stretching me apart once more. He noted my shaking head, but daddy wasn’t having it.
He gripped my hips, holding me in place before whispering my favorite words through gritted teeth, “good girl,” and drove into me with one stroke. “Yesssss,” he hissed by my ear as he sank into me fully.
“Ohhhh,” I cried out, thrilled by his praise and desperate for more than I could handle. Speared on his cock, I struggled to catch my breath while daddy wiped the tears that streamed down my cheek from the intensity of it all.
“That’s my babygirl, taking daddy’s cock so well.” He leaned over and kissed me on the forehead, showing just how much he cared about me, but that alone wouldn’t stop him. In fact, it may be encouraging him.
“Yes, daddy,” I moaned. The thought drove me crazy, knowing that daddy wanted me so badly he’d force himself on me and praise me for being so obedient.
He continued to fuck me like a love doll, moving back just to watch me as he gripped my neck firmly with one hand. He squeezed just enough to allow me to breathe and my body rippled with chills. Daddy was too good. I didn’t want to show how much I loved it, and yet I moaned continuously in utter bliss, showing him exactly that.
His hips rocked me back hard as he took my pussy. I felt myself moisten around his invading cock. I hoped he hadn’t noticed but I heard him rumbling low and appreciatively as he angled deeper into my wetness.
I squeezed my eyes shut trying to block out the pain and pleasure crackling up my spine, but it was pointless. I felt every stroke, every vein, every pulse inside me.
“Mmmm… nooo, daddy.” I whimpered, knowing how close I was.
“Yes,” he growled, tightening his grip around my neck like a silent warning. “Cum on daddy’s cock,” he commanded, hitting my g spot over and over again.
I couldn’t hold on for long and daddy knew it. I shattered. I drew my legs up to wrap around his waist trying to hold on to something as my hips bucked wildly. “ah-ahhh,” I squealed as my pussy convulsed around daddy’s enormous cock. “Mmm.”
“Fuck, baby! Yesss, good girl!” His words slurred while his thrusts frenzied. “My little cum bucket.” He released my neck only to wrap his arms around my shoulders to jackhammer into me. “I’m going to fill your little hole up.”
I slowly came down from my orgasmic frenzy and somewhere through the haze of ruthless fucking I processed his words, remembering that this was my first time.
“Daddy, wait. I’m not on birth control,” I reminded him, weakly slipping my arms between us to push at his chest and get him away from me, but that only served to ignite something feral in him.
“Fuck!” He grabbed my shoulders harder, compressing me to his hard frame. Daddy hunched his back, riding me the way he wanted to. “You don’t want me cum in your little cunt? Hm?” he asked and bit hard on his bottom lip. “You don’t want my seed?”
My entire body rocked raggedly beneath daddy as he held my gaze. I felt another lustful wave build inside me and still I resisted, meekly shaking my head.
He grunted, shuddering as he pushed himself deep inside my pussy. His heavy frame trembled as he pumped a few more times, spreading his milky liquid inside his own daughter.
Knowing that he was emptying his balls inside me without my permission, after hard fucking me without my consent and having penetrated my holes while I slept defenseless was too much.
“Daddy! Haaaaaah!” I twitched uncontrollably, cuming all over his cock. I loved feeling him inside me pumping his hot sticky cum right where he wanted. I moaned into his shoulder trying to muffle the sound of my own complicit participation. “Mmmm.” He owned me.
“Shit,” daddy heaved out of breath, “babygirl that was amazing.” He planted kisses all over my face, showering me with affection. “You’re such a good girl. Daddy’s so lucky.”
I blushed, smiling up at him. “Thank you, daddy.”
He tossed one of my legs to the side, closing them together like a pair of scissors. He picked me up and slid me over in the bed so he could lie behind me with his semi still lodged in my soiled pussy.
He wrapped his arms around my sticky body, planting one more kiss on my shoulder. “I love you, babygirl. Get some sleep.”
“Okay, daddy,” I replied, exhausted from losing my virginity to my father. “I love you, too!”
My eyes already grew heavy as I began to drift off in daddy’s tight embrace, feeling safe and secure in his strong arms. I fell into a deep slumber, while daddy slid deeper and deeper into the hilt of his tight, little princess’ dream world… over and over… all through the early morning.
The End.
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THEMES & GENRES
Age Gap, Age Play, Alpha, Bdsm, Cheating, Coercion, Creampie, Cum Swallowing, Daddy Dom/Little Girl (DDLG), Dark, Domination, Dubious Consent (Dubcon), Edging, Erotic, Explicit, Family, Father/Daughter, First-Time, Forbidden, Forced, Groped, Happily Ever After (HEA), Incest, Kink, Man Of The House, Non-Consensual Sex (Noncon), Obsessive, Older Man/Younger Woman, Oral, Pervert, Possessive, Praise, Punishment, Reluctant, Rough, Short Stories, Sleeping, Spanking, Submission, Taboo, Used, Virgin, Voyeur
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