Call Me Daddy

by Jade West

  I walk her to the bed, and she falls back without instruction. Her greedy little fingers rub at her clit through her sodden knickers. The fabric highlights her little pink slit so fucking beautifully.

  “Dirty girl,” I grunt, and work my cock slowly, from balls to tip. She’s staring at the length of me, and those nerves are so plain to see. “Are you ready for Daddy, Laine?”

  She nods. “I’m ready, Daddy. Really ready.”

  Her fingers keep playing as I kneel onto the bed alongside her, circling her clit so eagerly until I push them aside with my own. I press them into her slit, stretching that cotton fabric between her pussy lips as she squeezes her eyes shut.

  I know I should take it slowly. I know I should take her with my fingers, one by one, until her pussy is open and willing. I know that’s what a good daddy should do for his little girl, but right now I don’t feel like such a good daddy.

  I want my cock to be the first thing she feels. I want my cock to be the thing that breaks her. I want her to feel how big and hard Daddy’s cock is for his gorgeous little girl.

  “What is it, Daddy?” Her sweet smile makes my cock twitch.

  “It’s nothing, sweetheart,” I tell her, resigning myself to be the better man.

  But she won’t let it go. She hitches herself up on her elbows, her eyes so wide.

  “Am I doing something wrong? I’m not sure what to do…”

  She looks scared. There’s a shake in her voice.

  “Taking my time, Laine. That’s all. Just relax for me.” I stroke her soft thigh and slip my hand inside her knickers. She moans and relaxes to the bed.

  “Daddy wants his cock to be the first thing you feel inside you, Laine. Daddy wants to feel your tight little pussy stretch for him for the very first time.”

  Her hand presses onto mine, right between her legs, urging my fingers to her horny little clit.

  “I want that too…” It’s barely more than a murmur, and it’s not enough.

  “It’ll hurt,” I tell her. “Daddy’s cock is going to hurt unless I make your sweet little pussy ready for it.”

  “But I…” she whispers. “I don’t care… I want what you want…”

  I smile. “No, sweetheart. We’ll do this right, for you.”

  She shakes her head, keeps coaxing my fingers between her legs. “You’ve given me so much, Daddy. I want to give you this… me… however you want it… I want it to be good for you, Daddy…”

  I don’t say a word, just keep circling that tight little bud until she shudders, so close to coming, so beautifully close.

  “Please, Daddy… please…” Her request is so beautiful in her innocence, her desire to please me the most magical treasure. “I want it, Daddy, I promise…”

  “Let me make you come,” I tell her. “Let’s make you nice and wet for Daddy’s cock.”

  She’s already sopping. Delicious squelches from her pussy make my cock so hard. I lower myself, until my mouth hovers over her soft little mound. I pull her knickers down her clammy thighs and she wriggles to help. The scent of her is divine. I breathe her in, my nose pressed into those soft lips, nudging at her clit until she gasps.

  I spread her with my fingers, and suck that tight little nub into my mouth, suck hard and steady until her hips are thrusting and her fingers are tugging at my hair.

  I wrap my arms under her thighs and hold her tight to my mouth, my tongue lapping at her slit as she moans. I suck again, and it’s enough to make her cry out, and then she tumbles, jerking under me as she comes, her heels kicking at the bedcovers, back arched as she rides the waves.

  “Oh, Daddy… yes… yes…”

  She’s so fucking beautiful like that. Her pussy clenches as I lick the wetness from her swollen clit, and I pepper her thighs with gentle kisses, right the way down to her toes.

  Her eyes are hooded and adoring. She lays so still for me, so calm in her vulnerability.

  Trust. It’s a beautiful thing.

  I take her ankles and position them at my hips. I spread her thighs, and she moans as I tease open her pussy lips, splaying her nice and wide. I soak in the sight of her untouched little hole for the last time, the delicate pink of her hymen the most precious gift I’ll ever take.

  I should say it, so I do. “We should use protection,” I tell her. “I don’t want to put you in a situation, Laine.”

  She doesn’t flinch. “You mean a baby? You don’t want to risk a baby?”

  I laugh gently. “It’s not about what I want, Laine. It’s about you. What’s right for you.”

  Her quizzical expression gives me the strangest rush. “But would you? I mean, not right now. I mean, in theory…”

  This really isn’t the time, not with my swollen cock bursting to take her virginity. “I’ll give you whatever you want, Laine, but it’s always going to be your decision.”

  “You’d give me a baby? If that’s what I wanted?” She looks so surprised. I’m surprised she’s so surprised.

  “If that’s what you wanted, sweetheart.” I smile. “But I can use something, for tonight, to be safe.”

  She grips my wrist as I begin to move away, and I stop. Wait.

  “Please don’t,” she whispers. “Please don’t use anything. I want it to be you inside me. Just you.”

  “If you’re sure.”

  She nods. “I’m really sure.”

  My heart feels fit to burst. My balls straining, cock aching to be buried inside my sweet love. I squeeze her cute little tits, and the thought is there unbidden. The thought of those little breasts swollen with milk, her belly stretched with our baby. A baby inside my gorgeous little girl.

  She takes a breath. “I want you so much, Daddy.”

  “And I want you, Laine. So very much, sweetheart.”

  I lift her knees to her chest for the perfect view of her gorgeous cunt. She’s shaking, and she smiles as I realise.

  “I’m not scared,” she tells me. “It’s just stupid nerves.”

  “A little bit of pain, sweetheart, that’s all. It’ll feel good after that, I promise.”

  I press the tip of my dick to her slit, rub it back and forth, teasing it inside just a little. I love the way she’s so pink and puffy, the way her lips splay around my cock. I ease forward, and it’s tight. So fucking tight.

  She moans and grips at the bedsheets.

  I’m hardly in and she feels so fucking divine. It takes every scrap of restraint not to shunt my length all the way. Slowly, an agonising tension as I position myself for greater leverage. Her pussy opens, she squeaks as my swollen head sinks inside.

  “Ow, Daddy, that’s big… it’s really big…”

  I move my hips, tiny nudges. “Let me in, sweetheart. Let Daddy love you.”

  She takes a breath and I push harder. Hard enough to gain an inch. I nearly shoot my fucking load, she’s so fucking tight.

  She whimpers. She’s tense, her whole body tense.

  “Just relax and let Daddy in, Laine. Be a good girl for Daddy.”

  I stay still, wait, but when her eyes meet mine they are full of determination.

  “Do it, Daddy,” she hisses. “Do it!”

  Her tone thrills me, my balls tighten. “Tell Daddy what you want, Laine. Tell me.”

  Her gaze is questioning, curious.

  “Tell me, Laine. Be a dirty little girl for Daddy.”

  She tips her head back, and smiles through the nerves.

  The girl knows exactly what I want.

  “Fuck me, Daddy… please fuck me…”

  A thrust. One hard fucking thrust and she squeals as her pussy takes me in. I watch myself sink into her, savour the magical moment I make her mine. That magical moment her hymen breaks and she squeals again and shudders and swears under her breath.

  “Ow…” she mewls. “Ah… ah… ow… ow, it hurts!”

  But it’s done. I’m in, my cock buried deep in that tight little snatch. I ease down onto her, her sweet tits mashed to my chest, and her legs wrap me
up, her arms too.

  “Good girl,” I whisper. “You’re such a good girl. Daddy’s so proud of you, Laine.”

  She nods, and I press my mouth to hers. She kisses me so gently, squeaking as I move, in and out.

  “Let it happen,” I tell her. “Take it and it’ll feel good, Daddy promises.”

  Long slow thrusts, and I won’t last long. Her pussy sucks me tight, straining to milk me fucking dry.

  My breath is hard and fast as I fight the urge to pound her deep.

  And then she whimpers, and this time there’s no pain in it. Her hips move under mine, the bed creaking as she grinds back at me.

  “Yes, Daddy,” she whispers. “More, Daddy… please, give me more…”

  Chapter Eighteen

  Laine

  Daddy is inside me, and it hurts. It hurt enough to take my breath when he pushed all the way in, but I love it, I love the way it feels.

  Daddy’s big cock makes me feel so tender, but I want it. I want all of him.

  “More, Daddy…” I whisper. “Please… please, more…”

  He likes that. He likes it when I beg. He grunts, and kisses me, and his tongue is fierce and wet. My body has a mind of its own, wriggling under him like I know what I’m doing. My pussy wants to take him, my hips rolling from the bed to meet his thrusts, and it feels good under the pain.

  “Yes, Daddy! Like that! Like that!”

  He moves faster, harder, and I hold my breath. He’s so deep. I can feel his balls slapping against my ass, and it makes such a dirty noise.

  “You’ve got a perfect little cunt, Laine,” he grunts, and it makes me grind back at him.

  I can’t think straight, and I guess that must be normal. I’m just a bundle of crazy sensations, just a girl who wants her Daddy’s cock. I want nothing else. Just him.

  “Harder, Daddy!”

  I must be crazy to say it, and I moan as he slams his dick in and out. I’m making squelchy noises, and I can smell it, sex. Daddy is sweaty and I am too, his hair is clammy as I touch it, his lips salty as they press to mine.

  He grunts, in a rhythm, and his balls slap my flesh, his dick so deep and my pussy so sore. I can’t stop smiling.

  I’m not a virgin anymore.

  I’m a big girl now. A big girl taking Daddy’s nice big dick. A woman. I’m a woman.

  He shifts on top of me and it changes everything.

  “Ah…” I groan. “Yes…”

  A pressure inside, and a tingle.

  “That’s it…” he whispers. “That feels so nice…”

  It does. It feels so nice I can’t stand it, squirming and wriggling and panting.

  He pulls his dick all the way out and my pussy feels so empty that I moan.

  I moan again as he slides back inside.

  Over and over. All the way out, and all the way in.

  “Please, Daddy…” I’m such a mess, a sweaty horny mess.

  He circles his hips and it feels amazing. Better than amazing.

  “Daddy’s going to come inside you,” he says, and my heart races. “Daddy’s going to fill you up.”

  “Yes!”

  He said he’d give me a baby, and the thought makes me shiver happy shivers. I want Daddy Nick to come inside me and make me pregnant. I didn’t even know I wanted it, not for a second, but now he’s said it I’m so excited I want to explode.

  “It’s coming, sweetheart. Daddy’s cum is coming…”

  Yes.

  I feel so proud.

  He loses control, his thrusts so erratic and desperate, and I’m desperate too. I grip him tight and moan for him, and my pussy wants it all. He keeps his dick inside me, all the way, and I feel him pulsing and jerking. I’m so happy to know I made Daddy Nick come.

  “It’s all for you,” he whispers. “Daddy’s cum is all for you.”

  I nod, and I’m smiling so hard. “Thank you, Daddy.”

  He doesn’t pull out, just collapses onto me as he breathes so fast. I stroke his hair, and my head is spinning, giddy to know that I’ve really done it.

  He’s smiling too. He breathes in my damp hair and holds me tight.

  “My perfect girl,” he whispers. “My perfect, beautiful little girl.”

  I’m so proud I could burst.

  He smooths the hair from my forehead, and nuzzles me, and I hope this never ends, Daddy and me.

  The words won’t stay quiet. I can’t keep them in.

  “I love you, Daddy. I really love you.”

  He sighs, and it’s a good sigh. He raises himself enough to look in my eyes, and they are so warm.

  “I love you, too,” he says.

  I feel like I’m flying.

  He loves me.

  And I love him.

  It’s real. It’s all real.

  He pulls out so slowly, so gentle now he’s come. I try to move but he shakes his head. He kneels between my legs and spreads my pussy with his fingers. I feel so open. Shy, too. I feel so shy.

  “You have the prettiest little pussy, Laine. Daddy wants to see you all full up with his cum.”

  I feel the burn on my cheeks, and I gasp as he slides his finger inside me.

  “So tight.”

  I feel his finger moving around, and then another.

  “We’re going to have so much fun together, Laine.”

  I’m already having more fun than I’ve ever had. I tell him so and he smiles.

  “This is only the beginning.”

  I believe him. I can’t wait to see what else Daddy Nick has to show me.

  He lowers his mouth and kisses me where it’s tender. “Thank you, Laine, for the greatest gift.”

  “You’re welcome, Daddy.” I beam as I stare at him, and wonder how I ever lived without him. I wonder how I ever thought my life could mean anything without him in it.

  It makes me want to cry, this love I feel. It’s so strong, and so beautiful.

  He doesn’t seem to understand the tears. His eyes are so worried. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. Does it hurt?”

  I shake my head. “No,” I tell him. “It’s all amazing, I just… my heart feels so full…”

  He pulls me into his arms in a beat, and they hold me so tight, my cheek to his chest as the happy tears fall.

  “I love you, Laine,” he whispers. “You brought me back to life.”

  “You gave me a life.”

  “Fate,” he says, and I smile.

  I wonder if he really believes it, like I do.

  And then I wonder if I’m pregnant. I wonder if Daddy’s cum will give me a baby.

  He doesn’t seem to be thinking about it, so I don’t say anything.

  “We’d better get you cleaned up,” he says, and I nod. I need a pee and it feels all squelchy down there. I only notice the stain on the bed when I get to my feet.

  It’s dark pink with splotches of red. Blood. My blood.

  I feel sorry for it, but Daddy is smiling. He touches it like it’s magic.

  “You bled for me,” he says. “Such a beautiful gift from a beautiful girl.”

  I think it’s beautiful too, in a weird way.

  Kelly Anne would think I was crazy. She’d think the whole thing was crazy. But I can’t wait to tell her anyway.

  I want to tell her how amazing it feels not to be a virgin anymore. I want to tell her how Daddy Nick loved me so hard.

  But first I need to pee.

  Daddy Nick follows me into the bathroom, he takes my hands as I lower myself to the toilet, as though I need help. My legs are unsteady, but not that unsteady. I wait for him to leave, but he doesn’t. He pulls some toilet paper from the roll and presses it between my legs.

  There’s more blood when he wipes me. He holds the paper so I can see the stain.

  “It’ll stop soon,” he says, but I’m not worried. I’m more worried that I need a pee.

  “I need to go,” I tell him.

  He doesn’t move at all. “We have no secrets, remember?”

  My cheeks burn at the thou
ght of Daddy Nick watching me pee. Even though he’s seen inside me, and felt in there, and his cum is dripping out of me right now, it still feels so icky to pee in front of him.

  “No secrets, Laine,” he repeats. “Daddy wants to see.”

  “You want to watch me… pee?” I ask him, sure I must be wrong, but he nods.

  “Daddy wants to see everything.” He puts his hands on my knees and pulls them apart, and I can’t go, not while he’s watching. A tiny little trickle drips into the toilet, and his eyes are dark again.

  I can’t believe he wants it, but he does.

  I feel so tickly at the thought. Squirmy as he puts his fingers down there and spreads me open.

  “Show Daddy, Laine.”

  “But I…”

  “Laine,” he says, and it’s stern. “No secrets.”

  I don’t want secrets from Daddy. Even if they are icky ones.

  I have to close my eyes to pee. It’s so hard to make myself go, but once I start I can’t stop. It comes out in a stream, splashing into the water underneath, and I’m sure some of it must go on Daddy’s fingers but he doesn’t care. It gives me tickles. Strange tickles right the way through me.

  “Not so bad, is it?” he asks.

  I shake my head. “No, Daddy.”

  My pee sounds so loud as it lands. My cheeks feel so hot as he stares.

  And then I finish, and it’s a relief. I reach for the toilet paper but he’s there first. He tears some off and wipes me. Daddy Nick wipes my pussy it’s the most normal thing in the world.

  I shouldn’t like it. I’m sure I shouldn’t like it. But I do.

  “All clean,” he tells me, and his eyes are smiling. He kisses me quick before he reaches for the flush, and his cock is hard again as he gets to his feet.

  I must look scared as I stare at it, because he laughs as he pulls me up.

  “Bedtime,” he tells me. “I think my little girl’s had more than enough cock for one day.”

  I’m only half relieved.

  Nick

  Wiping Laine’s sweet pussy is only the tip of the iceberg when it comes to the ways I want to take care of my little girl. Now I’ve had a taste of her secrets I only want more. I want everything from her.

  It’s beautiful, her willingness to please me even when she thinks I’m being so icky.