Touch: The Complete Series

by Cara Dee

  "Are you ready, darling?"

  We'll begin with the sweetest introduction, in my opinion—one where we'll get to know more about each other. It's my way of letting my Little Girl know what kind of Daddy I am, and when I told Kayla about it earlier in the car, she was definitely turned on.

  She's regressing, going back to the innocence she once possessed—back when she was a virgin and BDSM didn’t have a name; they were just naughty fantasies that she couldn’t help but get wet from.

  "Yes, but…" Her brows knit together. "Why do you want to take a bath with me?"

  After checking the water, I approach her, the anticipation building up inside of me. The tension crackles. "It's so I can make sure you get clean enough." I chuckle softly and slip a finger under the shoulder strap of her dress. "I think this needs to come off, don’t you?" In the dim lighting of a few lit candles, there's a sparkle in her eyes. "I mean, we can't very well bathe with our clothes on."

  "So—" she scrunches her nose "—we're gonna be naked together?"

  I incline my head and gently push down her dress. "That’s correct."

  Other than the small "o" shaping her lips, she doesn’t respond. She lets me undress her, giggling when I accidentally touch a ticklish spot, and she stands still when I kneel before her and slide down her white satin panties.

  "You're so beautiful, baby." I touch her soft skin, her flesh giving way when I apply pressure. There's not a single unwanted hair on her flawless body. "And such a pretty little pussy." I run the pad of my thumb over her wet slit.

  "Oh, Daddy." She looks away, embarrassed, and that giggle comes out as a squeak. "Why are you touching my no-no place?"

  "Did it feel good?" I stand up and look down at her in question. "Did you like it when Daddy touched you down there?"

  She swallows. "Um…I-I don’t know," she whispers. "No one's ever done that to me before."

  "That’s good." I smile and step close to unclasp her bra behind her back. "You don’t want to let boys do that. It's better you come to someone who knows what he's doing."

  Completely naked, she shifts nervously from foot to foot. She's magnificent, and she knows what she's doing, too. This comes as naturally to her as it does to me. "I don’t understand," she mumbles, flushing.

  "It's all right, honey. I'll explain everything. Now—" I step back "—since I helped you with your dress, perhaps you should help me, too. You can start with my shirt." I get rid of my tie myself.

  Shoes and socks, too.

  "Okay." With shaky fingers, she unbuttons my shirt. I watch her, and I can sense my hungry gaze is the cause for her squirming. "And now?" she squeaks, letting my shirt fall to the floor. I simply point to my pants. "Um…" I'd say she's noticed my erection now. "What's that?"

  A shiver runs through me. "Unzip and find out. It's best if you get down on your knees."

  I have to swallow a moan as she sinks to her knees before me.

  What a sight.

  As she slowly loosens the belt, unbuttons the single button, and unzips me, I weave my fingers through her long hair and draw humming noises from her. She pushes down my pants, and that leaves my black boxers. With a quick glance my way, she asks if they're coming off, too, and I nod firmly. So, she hooks her fingers beneath the waistband and tugs them down.

  "Oh!" she gasps as my cock slaps against my lower abdomen. I momentarily close my eyes and groan under my breath. "Is that…"

  "Daddy's cock," I finish and extend my hand. "Up you go. It's time for our bath."

  There are no bubbles in the water to obscure my view, and the jets aren't on. All there is—that makes us shiver and moan in contentment—is hot water. The tub is big enough for four people, but we don’t need that much space. Evidently, I need to let my baby girl know that, because she sits down across from me.

  "Closer, Kayla," I coax. "Sit with Daddy."

  Sucking her bottom lip into her mouth, she scoots over to sit next to me. The water comes to her collarbone, but without bubbles, I see the rest of her perfectly.

  "This is nice, isn't it?" I drape an arm around her shoulders. "Just you and me, relaxing together." She gives me a shy smile in return, and I brush the knuckles of my free hand down her arm, not-so-accidentally touching her right breast under the water. "You really do have a fantastic body, sweet girl." In a more deliberate move, I touch her breast and cup it in my hand.

  "Daddy," she gasps and clenches her thighs together, "I feel—um, in my tummy…" She widens her eyes. "It's tingly."

  I hum, nodding slowly, and caress her farther down. "Do you know why that is?" Fingers spread, my large hand nearly covers her smooth stomach. She shakes her head no. I smile down at my girl. "It's because you like Daddy's touch." I level her with a more serious expression. "Only Daddy's touch, Kayla. Am I making myself clear?"

  "Yes, of course. I understand," she whispers in a rush.

  "Good." I smile. "Now, can I have a kiss?"

  She giggles and reaches up to give my cheek a quick peck.

  "My sweet little baby," I chuckle. "Come here. Sit on my lap instead." I open my arms. "I'd like to try a new thing now." She looks nervous again and confused as to why on earth she would sit on her Daddy's lap, but she obeys nonetheless. "There—perfect," I murmur and pull her a bit closer. Since she's straddling me, she can certainly feel my cock wedged between us, though she makes no mention of it. She only sucks on her bottom lip again and peers down at us. "Are you looking at Daddy's cock?" If possible, her cheeks turn even redder, and she ducks her head. "Uh-uh." I grip her chin, forcing her to look me in the eye. "There'll be none of that. No hiding."

  "Okay." She gulps. "So, what, um…what was it you wanted to try?"

  "Kissing on the lips." I caress her thighs, each pass going higher and higher, but I keep it slow. "Will you give Daddy a kiss on the lips?"

  "Sure," she says, sounding anything but. Cautiously, she leans forward; I place my hands on her hips instead. Our noses brush together and then our lips. Softly and gently at first. Merely ghosting over. Then I take the next step and swipe the tip of my tongue across her bottom lip. She gasps. "Oh! I-I liked that."

  Fuck, she's killing me. With a low groan rumbling in my chest, I kiss her firmly and cup her cheek with one hand. The other one slowly moves to her pert ass. With her legs parted enough, her back entrance taunts me until I can't take it anymore and allow myself to caress her there, too.

  "Daddy!" She backs away, her face actually flashing with anger and shock. I doubt she has any clue how turned on I am, even with my erection reminding her. "You can't touch me—there."

  "Of course I can, honey." I draw her close again. "If you only give it enough time, you'll see that you want it."

  She looks dubious. "Really?"

  "Really," I confirm, claiming her mouth again in a possessive kiss. She lets out another gasp, though this time quieter, and I take the opportunity to slip my tongue into her mouth. She tastes like the sweetest sin, one I can't wait to corrupt and defile. Kayla will be my naughty little slut in no time. "You make Daddy so happy." I moan into the kiss and carefully begin to move her over my cock.

  "I'm tingling again," she whimpers as I kiss my way to her neck. "You're so…your, um…"

  "Say it," I whisper in her ear. I resume stimulating her ass, teasing her with barely-there strokes of my fingers. I can't fucking wait until it's my cock pushing in there. "I'm so…what?"

  Her breathing hitches. "Your thing," she squeaks, "it's hard."

  "It's because you're so gorgeous," I explain gently. "And it's okay that you want it. You can't help that."

  "Oh," she mouths. "How do I know I want it?"

  I purse my lips, pretending to ponder that for a moment. In the meantime, I slide both my hands to her tits. Since she's on my lap, her luscious tits are above the surface, so when my fingers aren't enough, I lean in and capture a nipple between my lips. One light suck has her squirming. She loves this. It's the perfect time for me to get to know her body.

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p; "I'm going to show you something, and I need to touch your no-no place. Is that okay?" I brush some hair away from her face. "Remember, I only want what's best for you."

  "Um, all right," she answers hesitantly.

  "Good girl." I kiss her nose. As we both look down between us, I gently cup her pussy in my hand. "God, you're perfect," I mutter to myself.

  My middle finger slips between her smooth lips, and when I come in contact with her clit, she cries out softly and buries her face in the crook of my neck. I feel her eyelashes fluttering against my skin. Her breath, hot and humid like the room, makes me shiver.

  "You like that, don’t you?" I add a little pressure to her clit.

  "Oh, yes," she breathes. "I like it lots."

  "I knew you would," I chuckle huskily. Fingers skimming over her bare lips, I soon reach the first hole I can't wait to fuck. Even in the water, I sense her arousal—slightly thicker and slicker than water. I coat the pad of my middle finger in her wetness. "You're so tight, my little girl." Eyes still downcast, I watch as my finger slowly pushes into her. In response, Kayla groans and digs her short fingernails into my shoulders. At the same time, she constricts around my finger. "That little squeeze your kitty just made around Daddy's finger? That means it wants more."

  "Another finger?" she guesses breathily.

  I shake my head no and start to finger-fuck her deeply. "No. Because you're a greedy girl. You want something much bigger." Gripping her chin with my available hand, I study her flushed face. I sigh and shake my head at her. "I don’t think you're going to be satisfied until you have Daddy's cock."

  Her eyes grow wide. "In my k-kitty?" I nod solemnly and slam a second finger into her. "Fuck!" she cries out, throwing her head back.

  "Kayla!" I scold. "Since when do you curse? Another bad word out of that mouth…I will turn your ass red. Understand?"

  "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she gasps just as I add a third finger. "Oh, my God! Please, Daddy!"

  "Such a dirty little slut," I hiss. I work her pussy firmly, fingering her hard and deep while I stimulate her clit with my thumb. "You already need more, don’t you?"

  "I can't help it." She buries her face against my neck again, clinging to me. "I can't help that I like it."

  "Like I said—" I abruptly push her off me and stand up in the middle of the Jacuzzi "—you're a greedy girl."

  Her face flashes with shock and despair at my sudden movements, but she has nothing to fear. She wants more; I will give it to her.

  "My fingers aren’t enough." I stare at her accusingly as I advance on her. Step by little step, I back her into the edge of the tub. I tower over her, water cascading down our naked bodies. They glisten in the candlelight. "Place your arms along the top of the tub."

  I help her get into position, feeling my muscles tense as I stare down at her exposed body. Her breathing catches in her throat; her eyes are still wide, but I pay her no mind. With her arms in place, holding her up, I bend over to lift her lower body to the surface. I grab at the back of her thighs and pick her up; she's all but weightless in the water.

  "This is what you want, Kayla." Her legs are firmly wrapped around my hips, and she can see my cock sliding against her pussy. "You want Daddy's cock in your greedy little cunt."

  "But it's so big," she whimpers. "I don’t—I'm not sure…"

  I tsk her and drag my erection along her slit. "Now you want to change your mind?" I chuckle darkly, pushing the head of my cock inside of her. I stifle a groan at the sensations. "I'm afraid that’s not how it works." Another inch. She grits out a moan. "You've teased Daddy, and now he wants this."

  I slam my cock inside of her, causing water to splash around us.

  Kayla cries out.

  I groan and let my head loll back.

  Holding onto her ass, I fuck her pretty little pussy deeply. "Fuck—amazing." I close my eyes. My hips buck into her repeatedly. I pull out slowly. I push in again—fast—and my little slut's moans and cries spur me on like nothing else. Opening my eyes once more, I stare down at her—as I fuck her, use her body for my pleasure…as I give and take. We come alive. "You love this." It's a statement. "I bet you've even dreamed of it. Haven't you? Lying in bed at night, you wish Daddy would come in and fuck your needy pussy."

  "Yes!" she admits breathlessly. "God—oh, please! Daddy, fuck me harder…"

  "Dirty fucking mouth on you." I pinch her left nipple. Hard. "I told you. No cursing." I make a mental note to spank her before bed. She spasms around my cock. I start panting. "Get out of the tub." I point to the sink, the marble counter there, where I want to fuck her even harder. Without water slowing down my movements. "It's time you take a look at what a naughty girl you've turned into."

  Her expression tells me she's both aroused and ashamed; she quickly scrambles out of the Jacuzzi, anything to obey me. Quickly.

  "I can't help it," she repeats weakly.

  Adrenaline and adoration—a weird combination—surge through me.

  "I know you can't, baby girl," I murmur and leave the tub myself. Ushering her to the mirror, I kiss her softly on her neck and say, "It's a good thing you have Daddy to help you with all those dirty fantasies."

  "I'm very lucky," she agrees as I place her hands on the counter. My cock skims her ass, and I catch her lusty gaze in the mirror. "Thank you for teaching me, Daddy."

  I smile and slowly drag two fingers down her spine. "Bend over." She does, and I grasp her left hip. "Spread your legs." Since I'm so much taller than she, I'm glad to see she immediately stands up on her toes, which makes it easier for me to reach. She also pushes her ass out, and that…yeah, that makes me laugh under my breath. My Kayla really is a cock-slut, isn't she? "Now, keep your eyes focused on the mirror. Daddy's going to fuck you from behind."

  She giggles nervously. "You use so many bad words."

  "I'm allowed." I give her a pointed look in the mirror, and with our gazes completely locked, I ram my cock deep into her pussy. "Jesus Christ," I spit out. She almost feels too good—a hot little pussy that just sucks me in. I breathe heavily, dropping my forehead to her shoulder.

  "Too big, too big, too big," she whimpers and squirms.

  I hadn't realized my eyes were closed again; I open them to read Kayla's expression, to see if she truly is in pain. Discomfort, for certain. Her pussy slicks me up further, squeezing me in fluttering little contractions.

  "Shhh, baby." I soothe her with caresses and soft words. "You will like it soon, I promise. Just let Daddy fuck you." Taking a deep breath, both hands gripping her hips, I slip out before pushing in again. "Oh, that’s it," I groan. I set a steady pace, keeping my strokes long, deep, and hard. "From now on—" I pant "—I'll want you in my bed." My hooded eyes meet hers once again. "As often as possible. Naked. Your kitty's going to need a lot of touching." I kiss her neck, my tongue peeking out to taste, my lips latching on to suck.

  "I like to cuddle," she moans as I cup her tits. I squeeze them firmly, rolling her nipples between my fingers. "Can we cuddle lots, Daddy?" I grind into her, my hips meeting her ass, and I nod against her neck. "Can I, um, cuddle your—" she lowers her voice to a whisper "—penis, too?"

  "Of course," I grunt as her pussy becomes tighter, wetter. "But we don’t call it a penis, honey. A man has a cock." With one hand still fondling her soft and perfect tits, I let my other roam down her side. I'm addicted to her ass, the feel of it, the sight of it. "You can suck on it, too. If you're a good girl."

  "I promise to be a good girl," she vows. Then she lets out a sound that is a mixture between a giggle and a moan as I skim my thumb over her tightest opening. "I didn’t know you could suck on cocks—oh, mmm…that feels good." She bites down on her lip.

  It's becoming more and more difficult to speak. A light sheen of sweat covers our bodies, and our breathing is getting too labored. Pleasure rushes through me in steady currents. My neck strains as one sensational surge of ecstasy runs down my spine. It causes my cock—slick with Kayla's wetness—to pulse and gro
w harder inside of her. My thighs throb as my hips slam against her ass, and fuck, the noises we make…

  "I'm going to fuck you here, too." After soaking my thumb along her slit, I push the pad of it into her ass. "You're going to love it."

  "I don’t think I will," she whines. But when I snake my hand around her body and start rubbing her little clit, that whine morphs into a drawn-out moan. She shakes and quivers, muscles tightening. "Oh, yes! I-I, ungh…Daddy!" She pants and begins to meet my thrusts with more force. "The tingling is there again—in my tummy. Mmm, it feels so good."

  "I know it does," I laugh, out of breath, and I feel it too—the tingling, the fire spreading. My insides coil as the buildup grows stronger and more powerful; it's only a matter of seconds before I explode. My next words come out in a gritty whisper, a dark promise. "You're going to make Daddy come so fucking hard." I sink my teeth into the spot below her ear, biting hard enough to elicit a sharp hiss from Kayla. "Your kitty's begging for it—I can feel it."

  She gasps and chokes on a breath all at once. "Something's h-happening, Daddy!"

  "Let go," I bite out, white heat flashing before my eyes.

  Thrusting shallowly and impatiently into her tight pussy, I feel my climax take over, shooting through my entire being at lightning speed. A strained groan slips out. My fingers dig into her flesh; I go rigid. Streams of come soak her inner walls which creates a sloppy sound as I fuck my way through one of the most spectacular orgasms of my life. The sheer euphoria only intensifies when I hear my little girl screaming out her own climax, her sweet pussy sucking on my cock.

  "Oh, fucking hell," I pant. My knees nearly buckle. I feel spent, drained, milked.

  It takes several minutes for us to calm down, but in the end, I manage to submerge us into the hot water of the Jacuzzi again. This time, I put on the jet streams, and Kayla sleepily snuggles up against my chest, her legs straddling me.

  She's all humming, cuddling, stretching, purring like my little kitten, and giggling in delight as I kiss her, wash her, and caress her in the water.