A Father Daughter Vignette

It was a Wednesday when we found out that my Grandma had had a heart attack and was rushed to the hospital. From what we knew, she was going to be all right, that she was resting.

Mom and Daddy talked it over and it was decided that because Daddy had pressing things going on at his job and I had two tests in school on Friday, that Mom would go on the plane by herself to Grandma's and stay over through the weekend.

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On Friday night, I asked Daddy if I could stay up later than usual to watch TV with him. There was a movie on at 9, that I was hoping he'd let me see. He agreed, but told me that I should shower and put on my nightgown, in case I got tired and he had to send me up.

It was about 8:30 PM when I joined him on the couch, snuggling up alongside him as I usually do, though not usually in my bed clothes. For the next twenty minutes or so, I snuggled up against Daddy, only half paying attention to what was currently on the TV. As we sat, his hand rubbed about my arms, neck and back, and even down my side.

Then he got up to get himself another drink, asking, "Can I get you a coke from the kitchen?'

I thought, then grinned and said, "Yeah, I guess. If you won't let me have a glass of your wine, I guess coke will have to do."

"Yeah right," he grinned, and then started to head out to the kitchen. Suddenly he paused, and said, "Ooops...first things first," and made a u-turn and went out to the bathroom. Almost before he had time to pee, he was back out. I thought he was holding something in his hand as he passed by me again, but I really didn't pay attention. He picked up his glass from the end table and then went into the kitchen.

Two minutes later, he was back out, this time with two glasses. As he was handing me one, I suddenly realized that it actually looked like it might be red wine, though it looked to have flickers of white within.

"What's this?" I was surprised.

"Ask and you shall receive," he said, then added with a grin, "Just don't tell your mother."

"Wow, thanks dad, I never thought you would. What's this stuff?"

"Wine has sediment, sweetie. I guess that's what that is."

It wasn't the first time that I drank wine, but it certainly was the first time that I felt it. Within a half hour, I was feeling groggy-like and was actually fighting sleep.

"Hey you...no falling asleep..."

"I'm sorwry." My r's sounded funny.

"I think you better get to bed."

"Ah Daddy, I want to see this. I'm not tired, I promise..."

"You're about to go to sleep, sweetie. Go ahead up to bed."

"Please Dad," I pleaded.

He paused and then said, "Okay, tell you what. Let's go up to my room. You can watch it from my bed. That way, if you fall asleep, I won't have to wake you."

I grinned, "Thanks Daddy!"

He led me into his room and pulled down the blankets. I crawled onto the bed, on the same side my mother sleeps. While I pushed the buttons on the remote, Daddy stripped his clothes off. He was changing right in front of me! As the TV came to life, I couldn't help but watch as my father took his time unbuttoning his shirt. I then watched him unbuckle his belt, and that was when I got shy. I tried my best to not watch, but will admit I did - - out of the corner of my eye - - I couldn't help myself.

Then he stood next to the bed in a pair of white underwear before getting under the blankets with me. He reached over and turned off the lamp. We talked a little as we lay next to one another, and slowly he got closer and closer to me. He told me how pretty I looked with the TV light flickering on me. That pleased me.

It was around then that he pulled me even closer against him, telling me it was a little cold and that we could cuddle to stay warm. I was on my back, but pushed myself closer into his body with my side.

We lay together for a while longer, watching the movie on the TV as I once again began to fight sleep, a strange dizziness or something buzzing in my head. Before long I felt him place his hand on my thigh. I thought little of it at the time, but, I remember it being very warm. Maybe I should have been scared or something, but I wasn't.

Daddy's fingers traced small circles on my inner thigh, slowly creeping higher. I started to wonder when they would stop, and at the same time, I kept thinking how nice they felt.

"This isn't tickling you, is it?" he asked; he was concerned.

I giggled slightly and told him, "No Dad. It's relaxing - - it feels nice."

He smiled and turned a little into me, asking, "Does it?"

I nodded to confirm what I'd just told him and then to my surprise, he softly spoke, almost whispering, "How bout you give your favorite Daddy a kiss?"

I don't remember, but I don't think that I was thinking anything like bad at that point. After all, I'd kissed my dad thousands of times up until that time. In fact, I think I was pleased.

Turning my head toward him, he leaned in still more, kissing me softly on the lips. I was expecting him to immediately withdraw, but instead, his mouth not only stayed on mine, but exerted more pressure than at any time in the past. Not only that, but like his lips were parted in like a real kiss. Daddy had never kissed my lips like that before, but I didn't question it. In fact, I found myself pushing forward and I instinctively partially opened my mouth beneath his.

Daddy and me were like kissing for real!!! As his mouth continued to work upon mine, I was never so excited. I'd always wanted him to do that. I found myself kissing him back eagerly, not wanting the kiss to end. Then I felt his tongue actually touch upon my lips. At the same time his circling fingers ran higher on my inner thigh, and my mind began racing. Daddy was actually like making out with me!

I was well aware how wrong this was, but I had often made believe about this when I touched myself in private; so it wasn't something that I never thought about. Until now, I wasn't even thinking that we were alone in the house, but as I realized it, my excitement increased.

Almost instinctively I parted my legs. Daddy's fingers, which had felt so nice before, now started to make me stir inside as they now traced circles right under my crotch, no more than an inch from my panties.

I broke the kiss and looked up at him, his face down very close to mine. I had never seen Daddy like he was at that point. His eyes were like glazed and determined; there was a strange (hungry?) look on his face. He was breathing very heavy. I'd heard about how boys got when they became aroused and horny, and that was what I guessed that my dad was feeling.

"I love you baby girl," he whispered, and then he leaned in again, kissing me softly on the lips as his fingers slid up now, rubbing directly atop my pussy. My temples were pounding as his fingers began to rub over my lower lips through my panties, while his lips and mouth worked gently about mine. My father obviously knew how to arouse and please a girl.

I caught my breath as Daddy's fingers sent strange feelings throughout my body. As wrong as I knew this to be, I didn't want to stop him. Instead, I let out a deep breath and parted my legs a bit more, wanting to feel more of these sensations. I knew that if I didn't tell him to stop now, he'd probably get so excited, he wouldn't be able to stop at all. Strangely, that thought excited me all the more.

Daddy continued to rub my slit from over my panties and my lower body began to instinctively shift about. Momentarily, his fingers left my slit and moved up my panties. Leaving my panties in place, Daddy moved his hand inside, rubbing gently over the bare skin of my tummy...moving down...

Suddenly I gasped, as the pressure from his middle finger found my clit. I had only touched myself a few times, not once ever touching that pleasure bud. So the feeling was totally new to me, and I found it hard to understand the wild feelings that were churning within me. Whatever was happening, I didn't want it to stop!

My father kissed me again. However, this time he not only didn't remove his lips from mine, he suddenly seemed more demanding, more aroused. I was so caught up in things Daddy's excitement fueled mine. I could feel his tongue start to push at my lips. Until then, his tongue had only played there. Now I wanted more as I knew that he did too. I slowly opened my mouth as we kissed with a passion that no father and daughter should. I was eagerly allowing my father's tongue to push into my mouth. At the same time, his middle finger pressed firmly at my clit, pushing down with a circular motion.

"Eeeeeeemmmm," I mewled into his mouth. My body was squirming instinctively.

The excitement in my body started to build very fast at that point. My tongue started to push back at his as my confidence grew. Tremendous feelings of pleasure took over. I had no idea what I was feeling but it was building.

Daddy's finger pressed harder at my clit as my hips started to automatically buck. Finally my body broke as I started to climax, spilling a deep moan into his mouth as I came! His finger moved faster and faster, meeting the needs of my climax as his mouth worked on mine.

My hips lifted up and held in place as electric-like feelings shot throughout my entire female areas. Daddy's lips pulled from mine as he pressed his face into my neck, kissing and sucking just under my ear as the sensations continued.

"Oh daddy, oh daddy," spilled from my lips as I came, thrusting my chest into the air as I arched my back!

Finally, I was spent. I had just had my first climax! Oh, how amazing it was! To this day, I have yet to find the words that can explain that first time.

After my climax passed, his hand moved out of my panties and slowly rubbed upward to my belly, his lips still kissing at my neck as his hand worked higher up my body. I was still in a state of amazement at what had just happened. So much so that I didn't even realize that he was pulling my nightgown up as his hand rubbed upward on me.

His hands finally found my breasts, cupping each of them as his fingers brushed back and forth over my nipples.

"Oh god Daddy..."

"Daddy's been wanting to make you happy like that for so long."

"M-me too, Daddy."

"Have you, sweetie?"

"Uh huh, yeah, Dad."

I suspect that until that confession from me, he had intended to stop at that point. His eyes seemed to look at me strangely and then he suddenly released his kiss from my neck and told me, "Sit up for a sec, hon."

When I sat up straight, he moved his hands down to the hem of my nightie and looked me in the face. "Can I take this off you, pumpkin?"

My whole body was trembling, my lips were quivering. We both knew that if I consented, there wouldn't be any turning back. Nervously, I nodded my head.

"Lift up, baby girl," he whispered and then he was pulling the nightgown up my body and over my head, exposing my breasts.

He then simply dropped the nightie from his fingers and pushed at my shoulders, guiding me to lay back on the bed. My heart was racing as I lay in complete obedience in just my panties. Daddy's eyes were immediately running the length of my body. The chill in the air had my nipples hard, and goose bumps on my flesh.

He reached over and rubbed both the back and then the front of his right hand about my left breast, as if savoring the texture and feel.

"You're sure of this, hon, right?"

I nodded nervously. "Uh huh, yes Daddy."

He leaned down and gently kissed the breast he wasn't touching. I gasped as I felt his lips engulf the nipple. At the same time, he shifted about. I felt his hand urging my legs to part and, as I did so, he moved up and between them. I remember thinking, 'Daddy is going to fuck me!!!'

My heart was beating heavily inside my chest, my pulse pounding in my temples, while my deep breathing became erratic. Daddy got on top of me, pushing my legs further apart with his.

"Daddy loves you so much, sweetie," he whispered as he planted another small kiss on my lips before moving his head down to my neck again.

I moaned for the first time.

Slowly, his hands moved up and down my sides, his lips slowly moving from my neck down my chest. My mind couldn't keep up with the excitement that Daddy was generating throughout my aroused body, first trying to concentrate on his hands, only to be aroused further by his mouth.

I looked down at him kissing my body, watching him excitedly as his lips moved closer to my nipples. I watched as his tongue darted out and ran across my right breast, flicking my nipple as it did. It sent a wild little shock of pleasure through my body, and I whispered, "Oh god Daddy..."

Eagerly, I watched as his tongue flicked back and forth. The sensations he was creating inside of me were indescribable. Slowly, he brought my nipple into his mouth, rolling it with his lips as he gently sucked.

"Mmmmmm ooooommmmm..." That feeling between my legs returned as Daddy's mouth aroused me; it was growing deeper and more wanting.

He took his time before moving lower, making sure he paid close attention to both breasts. I automatically writhed about gently as his lips kissed down my belly while his hands ran down my sides to the waistband of my panties. As his mouth moved lower, Daddy pulled my panties down, only removing his lips from my belly long enough to slip my panties off. I suppose I was so aroused that I didn't even think about what was happening; that my own father was stripping me naked and was moving his mouth down lower on my excited flesh.

I somehow guessed that Daddy was going to kiss me down there and as dirty as I thought that to be, I was far too aroused to stop him. Indeed, my body WANTED him down there.

He moved his body down, running his tongue up my inner thighs, over and over again. My mind was exploding. As the burning between my legs was growing stronger, I instinctively moved my hands to the back of Daddy's head. His eyes looked up at me, as if asking me if that was what I wanted of him. I was actually urging his mouth to move there!

I could feel his breath run over my pubic hair, his hands placed on my inner thighs as he pushed my trembling legs apart slowly. I felt the tip of his tongue touch my lower lips, ever so gently running up eager to flick my clit.

"OHHHHH," I cried out as wild sensations shot through me.

Daddy's mouth felt sensational. I assumed it was his tongue that was creating so much pleasure down there as he licked and even sucked gently. Each lick became more firm, parting my labial lips with his tongue! Oh the warmth I felt; the strange but nice burning! I could feel his tongue push up inside of me, his nose pressing at my clit, nuzzling into me as he moved his head from side to side.

I didn't know why he was doing that, but he had me so aroused that if he wanted to stop, I would have begged him not to. My body was actually bucking up to his mouth. I had never felt so much pleasure and I knew then and there that Daddy and I would be doing this forever and ever.

My whole body was on fire as my hands clenched the blankets on either side of my body. Daddy's tongue slapped back and forth up my slit as he moved up to take my clit into his mouth. Sucking and rolling, flicking and sucking!

Then I was climaxing again, but this time was even more intensive than before. As I came, I began calling out, "Daddy...daddy...daddy...omigod omigod omigod..." over and over again.

My father had a hand on my belly now, holding my hips still as they tried to buck.

"Don't stop daddy, don't stop... suck on it, daddy, suck on it!" spilled from my mouth in a rage of lust!

It felt amazing to cum like that. I can't remember a single climax in my life that I enjoyed more! After it had passed, Daddy released my clit and moved back up my body before rolling off to my side.

I remained on my back, while he then lay alongside me, facing me. Both of us were trying to catch our breath. Between gasps, I told him, "Oh wow Daddy - - that - - was so - - amazing. Thank you so much."

He took one of my hands and said, "No need to thank me, sweetie. That was the most enjoyable thing I've ever done in my life. It was so great to see my little girl so excited and to be able to taste you like that."

I felt heat in my face and guessed that I was blushing. Then he began to kiss my fingers. I don't think I'd ever felt so loved.

I rolled to my side to face him, and as I did so, he lay onto his back, his arm under me as his hand pressed at my back. I wasn't sure, but I guessed that he wanted me to touch him and maybe kiss his breasts or something like he had done to me.

Looking up at me, he whispered, "Give me a kiss, baby girl."

I placed a hand on his belly as he pulled me in for another kiss. As our mouths reacquainted themselves, I felt his hand gently take hold of mine. As our tongues met, I felt his hand guiding mine, moving it down his belly to his underwear. Once again, excitement began to build in me. Daddy wanted me to touch him!

Without pressure, he brought his hand over, making sure that he kept his atop mine, letting me feel this hard-on through his underwear. He caught his breath at the contact.

"Mmmyeah baby..."

"You're so wet, Daddy."

"I know, sweetums. I did that when you got so excited before."

"This okay, Daddy?"

"Like this, toots," he barely whispered as he moved my hand beneath his, moving it up and down his shaft. I could feel the head, and wanted to feel more. Boldly, I moved my hand, sliding it down to his shaft. Seeing that I did that without his urging, Daddy then removed his hand, letting mine explore as I wanted. Moving up and down, I thrilled to hear his moans and grunts. It was obvious to me that I was pleasing my father.

As I explored his manhood, I became more and more curious about what it looked like. After all, this was the thing that made me. I allowed my hand to move eagerly along the entire length, up and down, and below to the huge sac. Daddy continued to emit pleasurable moans and sounds.

He let my hand continue to explore for a while before asking, "Would you take my underpants off, baby girl?"

I knew that he could do it himself, but I suspected that it would be more exciting for him if his 'little girl' did it, so after thinking about it only for a moment, I got up onto my knees and moved down between his legs. Grabbing his underwear waistband, I looked up into his face. Daddy looked so excited. Slowly, I began pulling them down his legs and then threw them to the floor. I was sitting on my knees, now looking down at my own Daddy's cock resting on his belly; hard as a rock.

I had NO idea what to do, and I guess that Daddy saw my confusion for he then told me, "Touch it again, sweetie. Just don't hurt it..."

My hand quickly moved back to his crotch, wrapping my fingers around his shaft feeling how hard it was. He groaned aloud as my hand explored. Almost immediately, Daddy sat up a little, leaning against the headboard, watching my hands stroke up and down his cock. I guess it must have been exciting for him to see and feel his 'special little girl' doing this.

I was really enjoying the feeling, maybe knowing I was making him feel good like he made me feel good. I explored a while longer, and then he placed a hand on my shoulder, pushing at me gently. Even though I'd never done it, I knew what Daddy was trying to get me to do. Until that day, I didn't know that boys did it to girls, but I DID know that a lot of the girls in High School did it to boys, and had heard that even two of my 8th grade classmates had done it to some older boys.

I was so afraid, yet I was also curious. As Daddy applied pressure to my shoulder, I allowed him to guide me down toward his cock.

"Kiss it, baby girl. Kiss the head, Honey," he whispered, his voice quiet and strained.

By then my face was hovering below his belly and Daddy's cock was only inches away from me. My heart was racing as I looked at my maker. Although I was very nervous, I wanted to give him what he gave me, so I hesitatingly moved forward and planted a small kiss on the slimy head, while I continued to stroke him. The sticky wetness that was seeping out, coated my lips. I pulled away and licked my lips, tasting Daddy's juice for the first time.

"Mmmmmmm, that's so nice, hon," he said, quietly.

Almost as soon as I realized that the taste was curiously pleasant, I kissed it again, feeling the heat hit my lips.

"Oh that's my girl," he muttered, looking down at me. "Use your tongue a little," he urged.

Now I had no idea what I was doing so I just went with things. I kissed the head of his cock again, and then ran my tongue over it.

"Nnnggg, mmmmmm," he groaned and murmured.

I licked up and down his shaft, over its head; kissing and licking, taking my time as he did with me. I started to think to myself, he sucked me into his mouth, I could do that to him as well. And without asking the question, or thinking about any possible consequence, I opened my mouth and let the helmet head slip inside.

"Gaaahhhhggg! Ohhhh yes, that's my girl, suck daddy's cock!" he said.

I kept his glans still in my mouth, running my tongue back and forth on its underside. My father let out a deep moan and moved his hand from my shoulder to the back of my neck pushing my head down gently. Slowly, the head of his cock slipped deeper into my mouth. My hand slipped off his shaft, not knowing how far he would want me to suck him into my mouth.

I felt him release my neck a little at the same time as he told me, "In and out, up and down baby - - no teeth, no teeth!" as my head started to bob.

Breathing through my nose, my lips locked down around his shaft as my tongue pushed against his throbbing cock. Looked up at him I could see how much he was enjoying it, and I wanted him to!

He released my neck and let me suck as I wanted, telling me, "Oh you're so good, such a soft mouth.... Ohhhhmmmm - - you're so much better than your mom."

I wanted him to cum just like he made me cum, not understanding that wasn't how men worked. He let me please him a while longer, up to the point when he started to ooze what I now know was pre-cum. I don't know what was causing it, but strangely, it was making me very excited down between my legs. My lower body was squirming as I sucked Daddy and I knew that I was wet down there.

It was then that he gently stopped me, guiding me off and telling me, "Oh that was so good, baby girl...come up here by daddy now. Lay up here by me."

Nervously I moved up by him. I knew that this was probably it! As much as I wanted to please Daddy and to feel him inside me, the idea that that huge mass was going to push inside me was quite frightening. As soon as I was alongside him, he rolled me onto my back.

Both of our faces were looking to each other as Daddy again crawled on top of me. He parted my legs again with his and lay his body on mine before kissing me softly on the lips. He then asked, "You won't be sorry?"

As scared as I was, I managed to shake my head and nervously whisper, "Of course not, Daddy, I love you more than anything in the whole world!"

I could feel the head of his cock now pressing at my slit, and slowly he put pressure down on me.

Daddy looked down at me and suddenly asked me, "Do you want our family to grow sweetheart?"

Did he mean...? I wasn't sure. "I guess so Daddy. Why?"

"Just a question, sweetie. Don't worry about it."

Then, he was again leaning down and I saw his mouth partially open. I did the same and we were immediately locked in another kiss as he again pushed his manhood between my legs, trying to penetrate me. I could feel it start to enter my pussy, slowly parting my lips and I gasped.

"Ahhh OHHH!"

He went very slowly, but still it hurt a little. He backed off a little, before pushing back down, slipping more of himself inside. Daddy's cock was actually inside me!!!

I bit my lower lip as his cock stretched my walls for the first time.

"Eannhhh," I complained.

He looked down at me and told me, "It will pass Sweetheart..."

Even though it was hurting me, my instincts had me moving my hands and legs in eagerness. My hands wrapped around Daddy's back and, in spite of the hurt, I pulled him harder into me.

My father realized that he was hurting me and tried to stop me, telling me, "Easy baby girl easy...I don't want you to hurt so much..."

Bravely, I murmured, "It's o-okay D-daddy. I trust you..."

He pushed in harder, slipping more of his cock inside me. A slight jet of pain shot through me, causing my nipples to stand on end. It felt sort of good!

He paused and looked down at me. I could see sweat on his face and knew that mine must have been the same. I could actually feel the redness from the flushed heat.

Soon, he began to move again. Daddy's cock worked in and out slowly, deeper with each thrust. The pain stayed, but the pleasure came on stronger as he worked. With each thrust he'd emit some sort of sound and I'd answer with a grunt.

Then he was moving with a bit more ease. The pain was actually only in the background as pleasures were coming to the forefront.

My hips began to automatically lift up to greet his as he fucked into my youthful body. His thrusts became more rhythmic, and the pain passed completely. He began to move in a steady rhythm, slowly, in and out of me. I thought that I might faint, the pleasure was becoming so overpowering. I rubbed my hands up his back and laced my fingers behind his neck, lifting my head to kiss him, my tongue thrusting hungrily into his mouth. There were waves of something I had never felt before building inside of my body as Daddy's cock slid in and out of my pussy. I could feel how wet I had become, the moisture flowing down over my ass.

My thoughts were becoming incoherent now, everything was focused down between my legs, and the sensations that Daddy's cock was causing me to feel. I lifted my feet so that my legs were hooked behind Daddy's knees, thrusting my hips up to meet his downward strokes, gasping in pleasure as he began to move faster and faster.

"Oh, God, Daddy," I whispered hoarsely, "don't stop. Love me, Daddy. Make love to me, don't ever stop. You feel so good, Daddy. I love you. I love you so much, Daddy..."

As he moved harder and harder in and out of me, I kept babbling on, begging him not to ever stop, to make this go on forever. I could feel something building inside of me, a warmth, a pressure, a force... Something that refused to be stopped or denied. I pulled myself up, burying my face in his neck as he continued to piston his cock inside me. With every stroke, when our pubic bones slammed together, I felt a shock wave run through my body. With every stroke, I felt myself lifted higher and higher on some unknown plane, a relentless driving force that I couldn't refuse, even though I knew that somehow, when it had finished with me, this experience would be over.

My feet slid upwards until I could lock my ankles behind Daddy's butt, pulling him into me, trying desperately to lock him in place so that he could never remove that glorious cock from inside of me. I wanted him to keep it there always, to never remove it. I left one arm hooked around his neck, and reached my other hand down to grip his butt, digging my fingers into the warm flesh, pulling him tightly to me. I could smell his skin, my face buried in the hollow of his neck, mingled with the smell of our sweat, of the fluid leaking from between my legs.

"Oh Daddy...oh Daddy...nnnggg nnggg..."

My body was now craving him, my inner walls clinched around his cock, almost begging for more. My pleasure was building as his breath grew deeper.

By now, Daddy was slamming his cock in and out of me. My own father was frantically fucking me!!! I was completely incoherent, beyond anything that even remotely resembled rational thought. I was aware of three things: Daddy's cock, my pussy, and the tidal wave of sensation that I was drowning in. My entire universe consisted of those three things.

Without warning, I felt an urgency in Daddy's movements. Instinctively, I knew what was about to happen, and it finally clicked inside of my head, what he asked about the family growing. My father wanted to plant a baby inside me. The idea was sooo exciting; the realization drove me over the edge. I began bucking up beneath him, writhing about as he fucked me. And like someone shouting for her life, I yelled out as I started to climax, "Yes daddy yes. I do want - bigger family... Aahhhh yes daddy yesss..."

I didn't have to say anything more, and he didn't question what I said. He knew I meant it! With a force and speed I couldn't have imagined, Daddy began wildly thrusting in and out of me.

I couldn't form any kind of a sentence, or even a single word. I was only able to grunt and moan and whimper as I felt his body go rigid, felt his cock swell impossibly thicker in my pussy.

Then he was shouting, "Oh yeah baby girl...here...here it is...in you...innnnn ahhhh oh my gawwwwwwddddddd ahhhh!!!"

He kept his cock buried deep inside as he began to pulse inside me. He groaned loudly, his cock spasming inside of me, and I felt him pulsing as the first hot stream of his fluid squirt out into my pussy. My own father was shooting his sperm inside me! My pussy was eagerly milking his cock, and his cock was eagerly filling me with his seed! If that was how baby's were created, there was no doubt in my mind that Daddy was giving me a brother or sister...or son or daughter. I screamed, a long, high-pitched kind of whimpering that I couldn't control. My pussy spasmed as an electric tidal wave washed over me, my body went completely stiff for a moment, then began to shake uncontrollably. I couldn't help it - I bit down on Daddy's neck, hard, as wave after wave of complete ecstasy washed over me.

I was vaguely aware that Daddy was moaning out my name, over and over, as he continued to shoot his hot, sticky fluid into the depths of my body. There was so much of it! It began to leak out of me, running in a steady stream down the crack of my butt, pooling beneath me.

Finally, he lay on top of me, inside of me for a while, kissing and snuggling before we finally fell asleep.