by Izzy Slam
The part that I knew would get hard under my fingertips.
I pulled the sheet down, softly and slowly because I didn’t want to wake him up just yet. I then ran my hand over his muscular thigh, incredibly turned on by all the hair on his legs. My daddy was so fucking masculine, it made me crazy with lust.
I reached between his legs and felt his cock, running the tips of my fingers over the length of it, all the way down to the crown and below where his sack rested. I heard him pull in a long, deep breath, and when he moved one of his legs to the side, I decided to get on my hands and knees and take him in my mouth.
I couldn’t recall how many times I had fantasized about sucking daddy’s cock, but the second I pressed my lips to his flesh and sucked him into my mouth, I felt a rush of excitement. Heat radiated from my core as he let out a groan. His girth expanded quickly, and by the time he was at half-mast his fingers were fisting my hair.
“Jesus, Stella. I didn’t know you could suck cock so damn good…”
Oh my god. He thought I was his girlfriend? Well, she did have long hair like me. So, I could see why he’d be confused. Still, I didn’t want him to keep thinking that I was her.
I wrapped my fingers around the base of his shaft and looked up at his face as he tucked his hands behind his head.
“It’s not Stella, daddy. It’s your daughter.”
He lifted his head up and shot me a look. I could barely see him in the dark, but I could tell he was surprised.
“Janine?” he whispered, as if anyone else were around to hear us.
“Uh-huh.” I squeezed the base of his shaft and ran my tongue over his slit. His cock twitched, and out came a large droplet of pre-cum. I swiped it away and licked my lips.
“What are you doing in here right now?”
Not, what are you doing in my bed or what are you doing sucking my dick. But what are you doing in here right now. I thought it was an interesting choice of words. I couldn’t help but wonder if he thought Stella were still here.
“I’m finishing what your girlfriend started. Obviously, she isn’t enough for you.”
I sucked the head of his cock past my lips and swirled my tongue in repetitive circles, tasting the saltiness of his desire as it oozed out in several pulses.
“Oh god,” he groaned, tightening his grip around my hair. “Janine. We shouldn’t be doing this. You’re my daughter.”
“We’re not blood related,” I said before sticking out my tongue and lapping the base of his balls.
“Jesus,” he whispered. “Yeah, I know that. But …”
“But nothing, daddy.” I stroked his length, using the saliva that dripped down his cock as lube. He throbbed under my fingers, especially when I swirled my thumb back and forth over his gaping slit. “Feel free to take out your frustrations on me. You deserve a woman who will let you tie her up. Not the other way around.”
“Fucking hell,” he groaned.
I flicked my tongue around the ridge of his crown as I stared up at him. He released a growl, which led me to believe he truly was frustrated. And maybe a little conflicted. But I also knew he was definitely getting a thrill from me sucking his meaty, cum filled cock.
“Does that mean you’re not going to kick me out of your bed, daddy?”
He blew out a long breath as he positioned his hands on the sides of my head. “You want to be tied up, baby girl?”
His voice was raspy, throaty, and filled with intense need.
A smile stretched across my face. “I want you to do whatever you want to me. And yes, that includes tying me up, if that’s what you want.”
He released a long growl before gripping the base of his cock, covering my hand with his as he angled it toward my mouth. “Make me cum first, and I’ll think about what I want to do to you.”
And with that, he pushed my head over his length, forcing himself all the way to the back of my throat.
Oh fuck yes. This was the man I knew was deep inside of him. Forceful yet loving. And in need of a woman who wanted nothing to do with tying him to a bed.
His fingers snaked through my hair, and he gripped my strands tightly before pumping my head up and down. I went from feeling as though I were in control to him completely taking control of the situation and forcing his cock in and out of my mouth.
My hands pressed into the tops of his thighs as his level of roughness increased. His breathing became rapid, and I could feel the veins along his shaft throbbing and pulsating as he got harder and harder.
“Holy fuck, baby girl…” His voice sounded deep and gruff.
Tears formed in the corners of my eyes as I struggled to hold back a gag. I definitely wasn’t used to deep-throating, but doing it to my daddy made me wet. My stomach clenched, and right as I let out a cough, daddy groaned and sprayed his seed all over my tonsils.
He tugged on my hair, pulling his cock part of the way out of my mouth, and another jet pulsed out, hot and earthy as it landed on my tongue.
“Jesus,” he grunted.
I dug my nails into his flesh and swallowed every ribbon of cum that jetted out as he tightened his grip on my hair. My scalp burned, but the control he had over me in that instant made my pussy leak down the inside of my thigh. All of those fantasies I’d had of my daddy were coming to fruition, right now.
Daddy sat up and pulled me into his lap, wrapping his strong arms around my waist. In the dark, I could still make out the outline of his face, his square jaw, and those gorgeous blue eyes of his staring back at me. I wanted to kiss him something fierce. But I wanted him to make the first move. I could tell he would, if I was patient.
“You really want me, baby girl? I’m not young like you are.”
“Daddy,” I said, scooting closer to him and running my hands down his muscular back. “You’re only forty. And I don’t want some stupid boy my age. I want a real man. I want you. I know Stella doesn’t make you happy.”
He let out a disgusted sounding grunt, then buried his face in my neck. “Yeah, she’s not the one for me. I realized that tonight.”
His hands gripped my hips and squeezed, and I tingled all over.
“No, she’s not. I’m the one for you.”
Daddy kissed me then, his tongue sending shockwaves of pleasure all through me. I felt his cock bounce against my belly as his hands roamed my body. God, how long had I ached to feel him touch me like this?
“You’re a naughty girl, waking me up in the middle of the night,” he said, stroking my cheeks. “But since you did, I think you deserve a treat.”
“Ooh,” I cooed. “I like the sound of that. Does that mean you’re going to get the rope?”
He chuckled and swatted me on the bottom. “What do you know about rope, young lady?”
I laughed, feeling embarrassed at my admittance. “Well, I may have snuck a peek in here earlier tonight.”
“Ah, I see. Well, I don’t need any rope to make you stay put. But I do have a few implements of pleasure.”
“Like?” I loved where this was headed.
“Get on your hands and knees and I’ll fucking show you.”
He flipped me over onto my tummy, and I let out a giggle. He then slid his arm under me and lifted my ass high into the air before smoothing his hands over the flesh of my round globes.
“Fuck, yes, baby. Look at that ass. Damn, I can’t wait to play with that.”
“What are you going to do, daddy?” I asked him, shaking my bottom playfully.
He leaned over and sank his teeth into my flesh, sending tingles all through me. My pussy throbbed as he trailed the tips of his fingers over my lips, teasing me with the softest touch.
“You’ll see, baby girl. Wait here.”
He got off the bed and disappeared to the bathroom, flipping on the light and casting a soft glow across the room. I heard him shuffling through his cabinet, and when he returned, my heart drummed in my chest.
I expected to feel him enter me from behind, but I should have known daddy would
n’t let our first time be that simple. Instead, the sounds of a vibrator caught me off guard.
“You gave me the best blow job ever. And in return, daddy wants to make his baby feel just as good.”
I bit my lip as he touched the toy to my opening, the vibrations forcing me to pull in a quick breath. I fisted the sheets underneath me and released a moan.
“Oh daddy, that feels…”
He moved closer to me, pressing the palm of his hand over my ass as he pushed the toy in deeper.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Mm-hmm,” I moaned.
It wasn’t very big, but it didn’t need to be. I’d used these things before, although the one I had recently died. But I knew what to expect. The intensity of the hum gripped me from top to bottom, causing my toes to curl.
Daddy worked the vibrator in and out of my pussy until I was dripping wet. But then he pulled it out, immediately touching it to my puckered rose. I hissed and groaned, and not having ever felt anything back there—at least not in a sexual way—I was nervous about what to expect. So I ended up lurching forward and falling flat on the bed.
“Relax, baby girl.” Daddy reached under me and lifted me back up. “It won’t hurt. I promise.”
“Are you sure?” I asked, feeling guilty for almost chickening out of letting him do whatever he wanted.
He touched me again with the vibrator, and all these intense electrical sensations pulsed through me.
“Yes, I’m sure. I wouldn’t lie to you. Now relax and let daddy play with your pretty little ass.”
I took a deep breath and arched my back as he slid the toy inside my rear. There was a slight burn as it stretched my opening. But the hum of the toy was so strong, I hardly noticed it.
What I did notice was the immense pleasure building up in my core.
“Mmm, daddy wants to make your little bottom cum. And I know how to make it happen fast.”
All my fears began to melt away as I noticed how good all this felt. “How, daddy?”
“Like this,” he answered.
His fingers sank into my gash as he moved the vibrator in and out of my rear end. All these intensely pleasurable sensations coalesced all at once when he massaged the walls of my aching cunt.
With his strong fingers working my pussy and the vibrator teasing my ass, seconds passed before I felt the impending eruption creep up on me.
“Oh god… daddy,” I groaned.
“Yes, baby. You’re making my dick so hard. I wish you could see how sexy your bottom is right now.”
I sank my teeth into the pillow as his fingers squicked inside my pussy, bringing me to the edge so much faster than I could ever do on my own. And fuck, I could feel my walls clamping down around his fingers as he plunged them into my depths.
But I could also feel the pleasure building in my back door—a new feeling for me. It was like a tightening and burning that I had never experienced before. Like my ass was about to cum!
I rocked my hips as he finger-fucked me, and when those waves crashed over me, they crashed hard.
I released a shrill cry of pleasure as I had my first ever anal orgasm. Heat pulsed through my veins like sparks, and my body trembled uncontrollably as daddy continued working both my holes.
He growled throughout my orgasm as if he were cumming too. As if he were enjoying it just as much as I was.
“God, baby. You’re so sexy,” he grunted, tossing the toy aside and gripping the sides of my hips. “Daddy wants to fuck that fertile pussy and put a baby in your belly. Are you on anything?”
Shocked, I spun my head around to look at him. “What? No, daddy. I’m not on any kind of birth control.” I gulped as he wedged the head of his cock into my slit. “You really want me to have your baby?”
He pushed inside of me, stretching my wet hole as his fingers dug into my meaty hips. “Yeah, baby girl. I want you to get pregnant with my seed so I can watch that belly of yours get bigger every month. God, my dick is ready to spurt inside of your creamy, wet pussy.”
He thrust into my depths, sending shudders of pleasure all through me. His balls smacked against my pussy lips, the juices seeping from my cunt and splashing out with each slap.
I tightened my grip on the bed sheets, my fingers curling and my joints aching as daddy rammed his thick rod in and out of my cunt.
“Ah, fuck!” he yelled, staking his claim on my body, over and over and over.
Every time he shoved his dick into my depths, I let out a squeal of delight. The headboard knocked against the wall loudly and I honestly thought he might actually do some serious damage.
Every part of my body was building toward that crescendo once again, when all of a sudden, he stopped and buried his face between my legs. His tongue slathered all over my clit, flicking it as fast as he could.
“Oh daddy,” I moaned, feeling as though I were about to come undone. His hands roamed over my body, up my tummy and to my breasts. His fingers fondled my nipples, lightly rubbing and pinching as he lapped at my pearl. I huffed and bucked my hips as my clit ballooned into an orgasm, making my body thrash on top of the bed.
Daddy groaned and pressed the palms of his hands over my ass while licking me with hunger. Rolling my pelvis in a wide circle, I was doing all that I could to enjoy every second of my orgasm. When he pulled my clit past his lips, I rolled into another orgasm that took my breath away.
I had never been able to cum multiple times, even when masturbating. So the fact that my daddy could bring this out of me was impressive.
My heart slammed inside my chest, and just as quickly as he had moved his face between my legs, he jumped back up on his knees and flipped me over onto my back. He pulled my feet over his shoulders and lifted my ass off the bed. In one fell swoop, his rigid cock stretched my walls as he held me steady by my hips.
“Fuck yes, baby girl. Daddy’s going to shoot his cum inside of you.”
“Do it, daddy. Please … I need you…”
Without wasting one second, he rammed his cock inside my pussy and fucked me good and hard. My tits bounced violently, and my body slammed against his as he took me like a wild beast.
His face became possessed, filled with hunger as I felt his cock turn hard as steel. Needing to cum again, I reached between my legs and fingered my pearl as daddy reamed my pussy like he had a point to prove.
“Here it comes, baby girl,” he said, slamming into me with force.
His cock erupted, and his cum immediately drizzled out of my pussy in several hard pulses from the forcefulness of his fucking. Gripping my waist and pulling me down over his length, daddy’s eyes rolled back in his head as he spurted out several more hard jets of seed.
I rubbed my clit faster and came once again, my body thrashing underneath him as he filled me with his thick, hot cum.
“Oooh, yeah, daddy. Put a baby in me,” I cried out.
My nipples hardened into points as his dick throbbed inside my walls, both of us feeling the last few shudders of our orgasm. I ran my hands up the length of his abs, then along his chest as he gave one final push as deep as he could.
“Fuck,” he grunted. “That’s one way to do it.”
I giggled as he lay down on top of me, pressing his hands to the top of my head and kissing my cheek.
“You think you put a baby in there?” I teased.
“I don’t know,” he answered breathlessly. “But if not, we’ll keep trying till it sticks.”
“I’m down with that,” I said, wrapping my legs around his waist.
I really was ready to start my life with him, especially if it meant having his baby.
~The End
Sandy
Daddy’s Bad Girls
***
I took some cash from my stepdad’s wallet, and now he’s freaking out, accusing me of stealing. I told him his money will be replaced, just as soon as I get my paycheck.
But since he’s a photographer, he says there’s another way I can pay him back: by posi
ng in the pillory for his photo shoot. That way, he won’t have to hire a model. Turns out it’s not about saving money on a model at all. Daddy just wants to restrain me so he can take advantage and punish my bratty ways properly.
“I just can’t believe you would do this, Sandy. You’ve never stolen from me—from anyone—that I know of.”
“Daddy, I didn’t steal. I borrowed. And I told you I’d pay you back. I don’t see what the big deal is. It’s just a hundred bucks. And I get paid next Friday. You’ll get every penny back.”
I pulled my feet up to my chest as my stepdad sat next to me on the couch. “You’re damn right I’ll get every penny back. But I’m not waiting until next Friday.”
“Well, I’m not a freaking magician,” I snapped. “I can’t just magically make a hundred dollars appear out of the clear blue sky.”
“I know you aren’t a magician, Sandy.” A smirk played on his face. I’m sure he would have loved to turn me over his knee and give me a few good wallops like he used to do when I was younger. But I’m eighteen years old now, and I outgrew spankings long, long ago. “That’s why I’ve come up with an alternative solution.”
I rolled my eyes. “Really? Like what?”
If he thought I was going to clean his car or organize his office again, he was sadly mistaken. I stopped trading chores for cash last year. A girl’s got better things to do, am I right?
“I got a photography job today, for the Historical Society downtown.”
“And?”
“And,” he said, poking me in the arm, “I need a model. You can be the pretty face I need, and I’ll wipe out that hundred-dollar debt.”
I got a rush of excitement. “Seriously? You want me to model for you?”
He shrugged his shoulders. “Why not? You’re beautiful, you’re young, and you’ve got the face and body the Historical Society is looking for.”
I bit my lip and pondered it for a moment. I’d always wanted to model, but I never thought I was pretty enough. “You really think I’m beautiful, Daddy?”
