My Angel, Chapter 1 [Mf] [inc]

Chapter 1 – Birthday Girl

Quiet as I tried to be as I came home that Friday, it wasn’t good enough. I had barely closed the front door and slid Angel’s gift behind the couch discreetly when I heard her familiar voice call out from upstairs.

“Daddy? Is that you?”

She sounded a little nervous — I was rarely home before 6 and had been hoping she’d be out at the mall with friends, giving me time to plan her surprise properly. No such luck. “It’s me, babygirl,” I called out, smiling.

“Daddy!” Angel’s voice, now excited and breathy, came from the stairs, and I smiled up at my beautiful stepdaughter as she ran down to welcome me home.

Angel’s best described as a force of nature. Long, wild, curly red hair (natural) with big, deep, expressive eyes , full plump bee-stung lips and a pert button nose, her face could stop traffic, but that’s not where the perfection ended; I’d married Angel’s mom when Angel was just 16 and developing as a woman, but how she’d developed. Ripe 36DD tits (I’d taken her bra shopping once, which is a story in itself), a trim waist and smooth flat tummy, full hips and a round, firm ass with coltish legs completed the cock-stiffening ensemble. So if I smiled a little too wide as she bounced down the steps to greet me, if I indulged in a few not-so-fatherly thoughts as she jumped into my waiting arms wearing just a skimpy t-shirt and cutoffs? Sue me.

I hugged Angel, spinning her around at the foot of the stairs with her arms around my neck, causing her to giggle in delight as she always did, her face buried in my neck, breath tickling my skin. I was reluctant to set her down, enjoying the feel of her lush tits on my chest and my hands on her lower back, close to the swell of her delicious ass, but I did so, planting a kiss on her rosy cheek, breathing in her apple-scented shampoo. “How’s my babygirl on her big day?”

Angel pouted dramatically, making her glossy red lips look even more luscious. “Bored, Daddy! All my friends are on that dumb school trip to Vienna, and Mom’s away…” she trailed off, a sad look crossing her pretty face. I stroked her shoulder, smiling down at her.

“Mom’s sorry she had to work out of town through your birthday, sweetie,” I said, cradling her delicate chin in my fingers. “Especially one as important as your 18th. I’m sure she’ll make it up to you. Besides… I hope you and me can still make it really special.”

“How, Daddy?” she asked, face brightening. She had taken to calling me that almost right away, and I wasn’t complaining — I liked the way it made me feel.

“I’m glad you asked, princess. Close your eyes.”

Angel giggled again, making her chest jiggle delightfully, and I felt a stirring along the length of my cock (I told you; sue me, but I’m not apologizing). She closed her eyes, taking my hands as I led her to the couch, sitting her down gently. Standing over her like that greatly improved the view down her low cut top into the well of her perfect cleavage, (get your lawyers ready, because did I take a good, long look? You bet I did) and the blood flow to my dick increased even more. I gazed at this redheaded vision before me for a moment, then snapped back to the task at hand.

Taking Angel’s gift from behind the couch, I set the large, gold, elaborately wrapped and beribboned box on her lap, resting it on her creamy thighs. Stepping back, I said quietly “OK baby.. open up.”

Angel gasped and oohed like a little girl on Christmas day when she saw the present. “For me, Daddy?”

“Of course it’s for my favorite girl,” I replied, smiling indulgently down at her. “What are you waiting for, darling? Open it up!”

Angel took her time, not wanting to tear the delicate wrappings, so within a minute or two, the box was open on her lap and she was grinning up at me wickedly. “No way! Mom changed her mind?”

“Well… not exactly. But she’s not here, right? It can be… our little secret.”

Angel set the box aside as she stood, lifting from it the dress she’d been begging for all month since she’d seen it in an exclusive boutique downtown. Her mom had said no way; it was too short, too tight, too revealing. But her mom was at a conference in Tucson. Besides, she was a young woman now.

Angel’s excitement only grew as, revealed as she lifted the dress to try on against her body, she saw the matching black, knee-high, heeled boots underneath. She squealed in delight, jumping up and down, making her breasts once again bounce prettily.

“Oh you are just the best daddy in the whole world,” she said, hugging me tighter than before and, I was sure, aware of the noticeable bulge along my pants leg my thickening hardon was creating.

“Anything for you, babygirl. Now scat! I want to see how they fit,” I said, playfully swatting her firm ass as she picked up her gift and scampered to the bathroom.

It was a frustrating wait; she had (deliberately?) left the door open a couple of inches so, as she changed, I caught tantalizing glimpses of skin (was that an arm? Her lower back? Was that flash of pink her panties?) and heard her slowly zipping up the knee-high fuck-me boots.

“Daddy?” Angel called out finally, her voice once again sounding young and innocent. “Can you help me, please?”

I eagerly stepped up, pushing the door open to reveal my gorgeous stepdaughter transformed from an admittedly sexy girl into a goddess. The dress clung to every inch of her ample, perfectly proportioned flesh; a deep black, light seemed to sink into the material, and her breasts and buttocks seemed encased in a dark oil, not cloth. “Daddy?” Angel’s voice roused me from my lustful torpor.

“Yes, babygirl?”

Angel’s eyes were on me in the mirror as she smiled, her pink lips curling. “Zip me up?”

It was only then that I noticed that the dress was only zipped to the small of her back, leaving an expanse of creamy soft skin exposed.

Obligingly, I stepped closer, acutely aware of Angel’s deep-green eyes on me as she held her red curls out of the way, raising her tits to an even more delectable angle. My heart hammered in my chest and I felt sure Angel could feel the heat from my pulsing hardon as I held the zipper, putting my other hand on her waist (purely for support, of course) and slowly, almost reluctantly, zipped the dress to the top, all the while my head swimming with what might happen if I chose instead to slide the zipper down, to tear the material from her voluptuous teenage body, exposing her from head to toe, then throwing her forward onto the counter, spreading her lithe legs and baring her pussy, and —

“Daddy?”

Once more Angel’s sweet voice brought me back to reality. She had turned to face me, bright eyes shining up at me, her ripe tight body an inch from mine in the small room. Was it my imagination? Were here pupils dilated, was her chest lightly flushed? Had our exchanges and mild flirtations been stirring the same dark fantasies in her mind as in mine?

“D-do I look OK?” she asked, biting her full lower lip sensually. I snapped back to myself, my lustful fantasy, if not forgotten, then at least pushed to the back burner of my brain.

“Babygirl,” I began, touching her cheek once more, overcome with love and new, darker feelings, “OK doesn’t cover it. Come out here where I can see you better.”

Brief moments later, I was sitting back in my armchair while Angel stood before me, almost demure despite her delectable body and sex-kitten outfit. The dress, the boots, her full soft parted lips, deep soulful eyes, wild wanton red hair … she was perfection, and I happily told her so as she giggled, spinning for me before slipping onto my lap, arms around my neck. I laid my hand on her firm, creamy thigh, the other on the small of her back. They itched to explore elsewhere, but I made them be still.

Angel and I had always been physically demonstrative, casually so — hugs, kisses on the cheek, playful tickling, my arm around her as we watched a movie in the living room — but over the last 6 months or so, as Angel blossomed from a beautiful young girl to a gorgeous young woman, things had changed slightly. I’m only human — I had taken some (discreetly) lingering looks at her as she walked around the house in a tanktop and panties or her favorite short silk robe, or as she sunbathed in the yard; but, in turn, I had caught Angel looking at me sometimes with something dark and mischievous behind her eyes. Twice in the past month she had walked in on me as I toweled off after a shower — seemingly by accident, but each time as she backed out, apologizing, hand over her mouth, I had seen her doe eyes stray to my muscular torso, to my cock, and widen slightly, apparently liking what she saw. It seemed (to me, at least) that of late our hugs and kisses had lingered just a moment longer than usual, and it was obvious that when her mom wasn’t around (which lately had been most of the time) she was a lot more attentive — lots of ‘innocent’ touches and kisses, lots of — speak of the devil — sitting on Daddy’s lap.

All of these things were running helter-skelter through my mind as Angel sat, idly tousling my short dark hair and smiling that smile of hers, that angel smile that seemed to promise boundless sins hidden behind it.

“Now that I’m all dolled up, Daddy, what shall we do tonight?” she said, her palm on my chest, surely able to feel the effect she was having on my racing heart, each time she shifted a little and that firm tight ass rubbed against my thickening cock, which now felt like an iron bar along the leg of my pants.

“Well, babygirl, it’s your night,” I said, squeezing her thigh, causing her to wiggle against me deliciously, her soft full tits on my chest. “We could go out for a special dinner .. or I know you’ve been wanting to go dancing at that new club. I could take you there, if I’m not too old to get in…”

Angel laughed and slapped my chest playfully. “Daddy, don’t be silly, you’re not old, you could get in anywhere. And I bet the girls would be all over you. I see how women look at you when we’re out.”

“Yeah, right,” I said, mock-offende, but relishing the compliment. It had been the longest time since I had felt like my wife looked at me with hunger in her eyes, so the thought of being desirable was intoxicating. “I dunno though… I’d be jealous as hell if I took you out in that, with all the guys who’d be lusting after you.”

Alarm bells were going off in the back of my head, at this dangerous trail I was headed down, but I pushed them aside as Angel grinned wolfishly at me.

“You really think they’d all stare, Daddy?” she asked and I nodded somberly. Angel’s fingers toyed with the buttons on my shirt as she quietly said “If you were one of them… would you stare, too?”

How else but to answer honestly? “I’m staring at you right now, aren’t I?” I said, my eyes never leaving hers, burning into her, trying to convey everything I felt… everything I wanted.

I couldn’t name all of the warring emotions fighting for control of my next move, but I can tell you who won; in one movement, Angel and myself closed the distance between us fluidly as our lips met.

Instantly, Angel’s firm lush body grew even more alive in my arms; she pressed hungrily against me, her arms tight around me as our mouths opened, warm and wet, tongues seeking, thrashing, eager and hot.

“Oh Daddy… Daddy,” was the only word from Angel’s strawberry-sweet lips as my hands explored just as they’d been longing to do; I caressed her hip, my hand sliding up to cup one perfect teenage breast, its warmth and ripeness filling my palm. She sighed into my mouth as my thumb began to slowly, firmly, rub at her nipple through the slinky material, feeling it stiffen under my touch instantly. Angel’s head tilted back, her eyes closed in sheer passion, her scarlet curls cascading down her back as I rubbed and teased, my lips moving down over her chin to taste her swanlike neck.

Both of my eager hands now roughly mauled Angel’s tits, pulling her pretty new dress down to expose them to the air and my ministrations. Without a bra they held, round and full and pert, in my hands as I kissed every inch of them, my tongue circling her pink hard nipples, stopping only to suckle firmly at them, causing Angel to wriggle and writhe in my lap, grinding harder on my painfully stiff prick.

“Ohh… you like those, Daddy? You like your babygirl’s big tits?”

I nodded and moaned in response, pulling her closer as I feasted on her creamy young white flesh, opening my mouth wide to taste as much luscious pulchritude as I could.

“Mmm.. they’re better than Mom’s?” she asked, a playful tone in her little-girl voice.

“Oh god.. so much better, baby — bigger, firmer, tastier — they’re fucking perfect.”

“They’re perfect for fucking, too, Daddy — do you want to see?” she asked, tenderly kissing my lips.

“I want to see everything, Angel baby,” I replied honestly.

“Then sit back. Tonight I become a woman. Your woman,” she added with another sweet peck of a kiss, before turning away to stand in the center of the room, her slutty boots clicking with each step. She faced me, cupping her own heavenly tits, smiling sweetly, angel face framed by red curls.

“Thank you so much for my present, Daddy,” she slid her dress down around her waist,”It makes me feel … so.. fucking.. good…” she turned and bent, pushing the soft material over her juicy ass, revealing miniscule black lacy panties as it pooled at her feet. “And I’m going to show you just how good we can make each other feel.”

Slowly, so slowly, Angel sashayed over to me, sinking to her knees in one graceful movement, her forearms pushing her tits together, the nipples noticeably erect in the dim light, still wet from my kisses. My knees parted as she licked, catlike, up my pants leg, trailing her tongue, her hands not touching me (yet), but her eyes boring into my soul. I gripped the arms of my chair, every instinct in my body wanting to grab this beautiful girl, bend her over and fuck her brains out, but I knew all good things would come to me if I waited. We had all night — all weekend.

Angel’s small pink tongue was trailing up my thigh as she emitted little moans and sighs that made my cock pulse. Her tits were pressed against my legs as she slid her hands up my thighs too, to start unbuckling my belt, unzipping my fly.

“Babygirl wants to see Daddy’s big… fat… cock,” my Angel said, biting her lip, chest rising and falling. “I want to see what I’ve been fantasizing about … I lay awake in bed, listening to Mom scream as you fuck the shit out of her … I get so fucking jealous, Daddy…”

“It’s all yours now, babygirl,” I moaned, and Angel smiled a greedy, cat-got-the-cream smile as she pulled my pants off and tossed them aside, leaving me in my tented boxers as I pulled my shirt over my head and added it to the growing pile of clothes.

Angel wasted no time running her hands over my bulging hardon as it strained at the black cotton; she oohed and aahed at the length and thickness, smiling up at me and licking those amazing lips. As she leaned in closer, I put my hand on her face, stroking her cheek. “Baby,” I whispered gently. “Are you sure? Once we do this… we can never go back.”

There was a beat of silence, and then in response, Angel reached into my boxers, withdrew my long, stiff cock and sank it into her wet mouth, balls-deep, cheeks hollowing as she sucked and slurped.

“Ohh … ffFFFFUCK…..” I moaned, head pushed back into the chair and fingers digging into the armrests almost hard enough to tear holes. Angel kept her eyes on mine as much as she could as she bobbed up and down on my raging dick, swallowing it to the root every time, humming in the back of her throat, sending inhumanly good sensations through my body. Her full plump glossy lips formed a tight seal as she gobbled and slurped, only pausing to pull off with a gasp, coating my cock and balls with her pink tongue before taking it once again deep in her throat. I’d never had head this good in my life.

“Oh God… Daddy…” she groaned as she held my prick by its base, pumping gently, and leaving small wet kisses on the cockhead, a trail of spit between her slutty mouth and my dick. “Is this all for little me?”

“Every fucking inch, babygirl,” I replied, lost in lust now and heedless of any consequences. All that was now on my mind was fucking this beautiful girl in every tight hole, making her my dripping sex slave. As much as I was enjoying being on the receiving end of a hot, wet, sloppy, noisy blowjob, it was time to take charge. I wound Angel’s thick hair in one hand, and held it in place as I slid my dick in and out of her warm willing mouth. Angel gripped my thighs and moaned – not from discomfort, even though I was feeding her every inch of my thick cock, but from pleasure; she hummed and groaned on my prick as she looked up into my eyes, glowing with love and lust.

Both of my hands were fisted in Angel’s fiery curls now as I stood over here, pumping her slick lips with cock. Her hands moved to my ass, urging me to push, to thrust down her throat, to feed her like the slut she was.

I could feel my balls tighten and the cum threaten to boil up out of me and into Angel’s hot mouth; I wasn’t going to let that happen until I’d had all of her sweet holes, so I pulled out of her with a slick noise, a wet trail hanging from her lips to the head of my dick. She looked disappointed but smiled at me, licking her lips. “Now what… Daddy?” she said, obviously relishing her new use of the word. She had her hands between her thighs, her arms pushing her ample tits together as she bit her lip, looking innocent.

“I’ll show you,” I said, leaning down to take hold of her around her waist and standing, lifting her bodily over my shoulder. Angel squealed and giggled, kicking her legs, ‘struggling’ as I carried her upstairs, my hands on her ass, squeezing and slapping the hot ripe skin. She was still in her sexy boots and miniscule panties and I intended to keep it that way, for now at least. Kicking the door to my bedroom open, I tossed her roughly onto the kingsize sheets, making her cry out in surprise. Angel lay there, hair loose and wild, up on her elbows gazing at me, chest rising and falling, her eyes glittering with anticipation. I let my eyes wander over her body as I held my throbbing cock, stroking it idly, and saw her eyes flicker to it repeatedly, little mews of pleasure escaping her mouth.

“Oh — you want this?” I said, mock-innocent, gripping my dick at the base and making the head swell, huge and dark with blood. Angel nodded furiously, her red hair tumbling over her face.

“I can’t hear you, babygirl — do you want this?” I said, stepping closer to the bed, my dick aching-hard, my balls heavy — it was almost as if I could feel the weight of the cum that was waiting to shoot on her, in her, all over her.

“YES Daddy … I want that cock NOW,” Angel said, one hand moving to her lace panties, gently rubbing herself through the material as she sighed, moaning low in her throat. “I want you to take me … make me your woman, your slut… I hear the things you do to Mom on this big soft bed — I want to do all those things for you, and more. All the things she won’t do…” her voice trailed away as she pulled her panties aside and fingered her clit softly. “I’ll be sooo fucking good to you, Daddy…”

It sounded like a plan to me — I reached out and grabbed Angel’s ankles, dragging her by her boots to the edge of the bed, her legs hanging off as I slid my hands up her thighs. She laughed throatily, breathing hard as she propped herself up on her elbows again, eyes wide. “Oh — what are you going to do to me, Daddy?” she purred.
“Anything I fucking want,” was my response, and it caused her to moan afresh, as she toyed with her own nipples. I reached out, gripping the flimsy material of her barely-there panties, gave one long look into her angel-devil eyes and … RRRRIPPPPP! The underwear came free in my hand, ripping down the sides as I tossed it aside, exposing a smooth, waxed, pink pussy. Angel cried out as if I had buried my cock in her already, and she tossed her head wildly. “Yes Daddy… touch me, taste me … please?” This last word was delivered in a little-girl voice that drove me further over the edge. I dropped to my knees, Angel crossing her ankles behind my neck as I kissed up her hot thighs. Her fingers went to my hair, running through it as I started licking up and down at her wet pussy lips — I was done teasing. Angel cried out, pushing her head back into the bed as she bucked and writhed, my arms holding her in place as my hands cupped her round, ripe tits, squeezing roughly while my tongue worked around her cunt lips.

It seemed like everywhere I touched or teases or kissed this gorgeous redheaded slut drove her wild with desire; just my hot breath on her clit made her cry out, and even brushing her erect nipples lightly with my fingers made her purr and moan like a jungle cat — so when I squeezed her tits roughly and slapped at them with my big hands, spanking the pink ripe flesh, Angel writhed under me wildly.

“Oh yes Daddy … hurt me good, I’ve been so so bad…”

Mauling her tits anew, I returned my attentions to the perfectly smooth, wonderfully wet pussy before me. I gave her clit one last lingering kiss before sliding my tongue inside, wriggling and licking deep as her legs opened wider, the heels of her slutty boots locked behind my neck.

Angel bucked wildly as I ate her delicious cunt, grabbing my hand and suckling on 2 of my fingers, working them in and out of her strawberry mouth just as eagerly as she had done with my stiff cock, which was now pressed urgently against the side of the bed. I closed my eyes and savored her spiced-sugar taste, my tongue lapping eagerly, lips clamped to Angel’s sweet tight pussy lips. My goatee scratched and tickled at her inner thighs as I worked, making her tremble and shake even more.

“Oh Daddy Daddy Daddy…” Angel moaned, looking down at me, breathing hard. “I knew you’d eat my sweet little pussy so nice… I can’t wait to feel your big cock in me, making me your little whore…” She pushed her head back into the bed, only sounds coming out of her mouth now as I licked faster, deeper, wetter, rubbing gently at her burning clit while I feasted. I attacked her cunt with my mouth as I never had before (though, to be fair, I’d never eaten a pussy this sweet before), my tongue exploring, wet and slippery-sweet. Angel pulled me in tighter with her legs, her fingers once again grabbing my short hair, and I could tell I was driving her closer and closer to orgasm; her cries turned to pants, her dirty talk just meaningless sounds as she wriggled under me.

As her climax built to its inevitable conclusion, I waited until I was sure she was mere seconds from cumming, and when I could feel it start, I slid my tongue out of her hot wet cunt, immediately replacing it with 2 fingers, and sucking fiercely on her pink clit, nipping with my teeth as I did so. The reaction was close to nuclear; Angel bucked wildly under me, screaming out “DADDY YESSSS,” her pussy pulsating wildly, squirting on my fingers and the bed as I pumped and sucked wildly, bringing her through the spasms of her orgasm, my fingers slowing gently, my sucks turning to gentle kisses on her clit and lips. I broke off, licking my lips, bringing my sticky fingers to her sweet lips, rubbing them with cunt juice. Angel grabbed my wrist, licking and lapping at her own fingers like a cat, tasting her own pussy eagerly.

“MMmmm… Oh fuck Daddy… I’ve never ever cum that hard… I knew you’d treat me right,” she said, her body undulating on the sheets, catlike.

“Just you wait, babygirl,” I said, sliding up and kissing her pussy-sticky lips, taking her body in my arms once more, tongues playing wet and sweet as she moaned into my mouth. My burning hardon was pressed into her hip, and her fingers idly played over its length.

“Oh my… this sweet cock wants to go somewhere, doesn’t it?” Angel said, her eyes burning deeply into mine. I nodded, stroking her face. “Does it want to go into my tight… hot… wet little pussy?” I nodded again, my eyes dark with lust. Angel’s lips moved to my ear as she whispered while gripping my shaft “How… bad… does he want it?”

“I’ll show you,” was my only reply, and suddenly my hands were gripping Angel’s slim body, manhandling her roughly, moving her onto her back, her sexy red hair spread out on the pillows. I was poised over her, my hard cock rubbing up and down on her still-slippery pussy lips, my hands holding her wrists down over her head. Angel’s eyes were dancing with light. “Oh god Daddy… ” she moaned, her tits heaving prettily. “Please… take me. Please… fuck me… fuck me…”

It was an invitation I’d been waiting a long time for and I didn’t intend to ignore it one second longer. I slid inside Angel’s hot teen pussy in one thrust, to my hot, heavy balls, sealing our lips with a kiss as I did so. Angel’s cry was muffled against my lips, and I fed her my tongue as my cock nestled inside her, buried to the hilt. I rocked my hips gently, moving my prick inside her tight hot hole.

“Daddy… ” Angel sighed, kissing me softly, my lips, my face, my neck. “I waited for you … wanted my first man to be sweet, and kind, and sexy… I knew I was right, knew you’d make me your woman, your slut, your toy… I’m yours now.”

“Mine,” I echoed, sliding almost all the way out and then slamming home inside her. “Mine,” I said again, with another deep thrust. Then again, and again, pounding home every time. “MY slut … MY whore … MY pussy … MY little sex doll … to FUCK whenever I want!”

“Yes! Yes! YESSSS DADDY!” my new slut screamed as I fucked her, cock driving into her tight pussy over and over, her legs wrapped around me, tits bouncing as we shook the bed. “Oh god … oh I’m gonna cum again already .. don’t stop!”

I knelt up on the bed, releasing Angel’s wrists, holding her waist and slamming her even harder, my cock a piledriver in her sweet cunt, watching as it was swallowed to the root by her smooth tight bare pussy. I already knew that 18-year-old pussy was among the sweetest, but now I had discovered a new sweetness; 18-year-old forbidden pussy. The thrill of the taboo, of fucking my stepdaughter roughly on my marriage bed, was making my cock an iron bar, and I felt like I could fuck all year. I moved my hands to her big, ripe tits once again, slapping and squeezing them as I impaled Angel’s cunt.

“Yesss Daddy, do it, hurt me, I know you love those big titties, hurt them good!” Angel cried out, body spasming under me as I rode her harder and harder. “Oh fuck — Oh fuckfuckfuck I’m … cummming!” my princess cried, her fingers digging into my forearms and her hips bucking with mine, pussy squirting all over my pumping dick, as I rode out the waves of her orgasm, her chest flushing as I toyed with her rock-hard nipples. I slowed my pace a little, but kept sliding in and out, every inch every time, making her cry out with little aftershocks to her orgasm. “You like that, babygirl?” I said, as if I couldn’t tell by the look of glazed bliss on her face.

“Oh, Daddy, ” was the reply, that word once again making my cock twitch and pulse. She murmured another word softly, one I couldn’t hear, and as I leaned down close to her heavenly lips I made it out: “More..more..”

“With pleasure,” I said, smiling, far from done with this hot redheaded slut. I slid my rod out of her tight cunt with a slippery sound, making her cry out again, and my hands once again moved her into position, flipping her onto all fours. “Hold that headboard good and tight, baby,” I said. “Daddy’s gonna fuck his little doggy slut now.”

Angel obeyed, flipping her sexy hair as she looked back over her shoulder at me, her back arched, sticking her ass out at me, looking like pure sex from her head to her bootheels. She was once again biting her plump lower lip (I think she knew what that was doing to me), her tight little pussy dripping down her thighs. I eagerly reached out and caressed the twin pink peaches of her ripe ass, kneading and playing, my fingers once again close to the heat of her cunt but making her wait.

“Oh god, Daddy, I want you so fucking bad… do whatever you want to me… eat me, spank me, fuck me, just make me your bitch now…”

I decided on option 2 and, kneeling beside her on the bed, I wound her long, thick hair in one hand, holding the reins tightly. My other hand stopped fondling her ripe firm ass and raised up over it, assuming the position. Angel saw this and grinned cheekily. “Ohhh is Daddy gonna spank his bad baby? I’ve been so, so, so fucking bad…”

“What did you do, baby? Tell Daddy,” I said, playing along, my hand in the air, her head pulled back.

“I — I went in your bedroom the other morning… after you both went to work, after I heard you fucking Mom, and I buried my face in the sheets — I could smell your scent, your cum. I licked the wet spot on the sheets and tasted you… I laid right there and fingered my pussy, I came so hard…”

Smack! My hand came down, making sharp contact with Angel’s luscious ass. She cried out lustily. “What else? Tell me everything, slut. NOW.”

Panting now, Angel started giving her confession. “Oh Daddy, I’m bad … I wrote in my diary about how I want your cock, about how I want you to hold me down and fuck my holes, to make me your personal whore, to shoot your cum all over me, inside me… I don’t care if Mom reads it…”

Smack! Smack! Smack!

“What else, you little slut?” I asked, my cock pressing into her hip, my hand leaving red marks on her sweet cheeks.

“I — I was on a study date with Jenna from class… we were telling secrets and she told me that she fucked you last summer when Mom and me were away… she knew you’d filmed it so we found the tape in your underwear drawer … we watched it. Oh Daddy, we got so fucking turned on — we fucked on my bed, she ate me out and then she fucked me with my own vibrator…”

That little tramp, I thought, but checked myself — this had potential, if we could arrange another special study date. Smack! Smack! Smack! My hand was a blur, coming down hard, spanking roughly, making Angel scream out every time. “That’s it, Daddy, that’s all; I’ll be good, but please, please…”

That was quite enough, I decided, there was no need for Angel to finish her sentence — mostly because my cock was crying out for her again. I moved around behind her, my hand keeping tight hold of her long sexy hair, and plunged once again into her perfectly shaven pussy, finding it soaking wet from her spanking.

“OOOOohhhhhhhhh FUCK DADDY YES! FUCK your little slut, make me take it all – GOD yes!” Angel screamed out, bucking against me, body undulating for me, rolling her hips as my prick explored her sweet cunt over and over, hammering home every time, my balls slapping against her, my hand full of her thick red hair, branding her as my own. The bed was shaking, the headboard slamming into the wall with every powerful movement as our bodies met. My free hand was all over her as I held tight to her ‘reins’; slapping her bouncing ass, squeezing her perfect tits, slipping a finger into her open mouth to be sucked on hungrily. Angel cried out and moaned for more, harder, deeper, and I obliged, giving her every stiff, thick inch of cock as deep and hard as I could, relishing the feel of a tight young sweet forbidden pussy on my hard dick.

Once again my hands were on Angel’s body and I moved her into a new position, my cock reluctantly leaving the tight heat of her cunt. I moved her onto her back again, her legs open for me as I slid a pillow under her hips. As she saw this, Angel’s eyes were wide with delight and desire. “Oh Daddy — are you gonna fuck my tight ass?” she said, her body moving sensuously as I knelt over her. My response was merely a smile, but I reached down, dipped 2 fingers into her slick, sweet pussy, and began rubbing moist pussy juice around the puckered rosebud of her perfect asshole. Angel cried out as if I had entered her already, and my smile widened. “Has anyone ever been in this little hole, babygirl?”

“MMmmm… nobody ever, Daddy … you’ll be the first,” she said girlishly, lips curled in a smile. I shook my head.

“No, baby. Not the first. The only.”

Angel giggled and nodded, and I started gently pushing 1 wet, slick finger into her ass, slow but sure, insistent. She gasped and bit her lip, but her pulsing hole gently opened for me, gripping my finger tight. Pumping in and out slowly and gently, I watched her face as the dark lust moved across it, settling behind her eyes as she gazed up at me, wanting this just as much as I did. Keeping my finger buried in her tight ass, I reached over, into the bedside table drawer, pulling out some lube. Angel locked her eyes on my raging cock as I squeezed a thick line of it along my shaft.

“Please, Daddy … let me?” she pleaded, panting as I fingered her ass, a second finger starting to nudge inside now. I nodded indulgently, and her slim fingers wrapped around my rod, rubbing the warming lube into my length, coating me in slick heat. She scooped some on her finger and worked it around her ass too, as my fingers explored. Returning her gaze to mine, she nodded decisively. “Do it, Daddy. Take my ass. Fuck it. Make it yours…”

“Nothing I’d rather do, baby,” I said, sliding my fingers out — she groaned, mouth open in a O of pleasure — and rubbing the hot, tight hole with the head of my burning, rock-hard cock. Holding the base firmly, I locked my eyes on Angel’s, sharing a thousand unspoken words as I pushed, gently, so gently, eager to be buried inside but holding off. She panted harder, chest heaving, nipples standing out like bullets, gripping my arms as — with a sudden POP — the head of my cock slipped into her asshole.

“Oh FUCK,” Angel cried, fingernails digging into my arms sharply (There would be marks to explain later, but for right this second, I could have cared less if my wife had walked in and pulled up a chair as I fucked this perfect redhead). “Oh … DADDYYYY… I never knew it would … I never … “she faltered, shaking her head, hair tossing. “G-give me more? Please?”

My hands moved to Angel’s round, wondrous tits and I squeezed gently as I continued pushing, my throbbing dick easing into her tight hole, its passage eased by the lubricant but still so fucking tight I had to use short powerful strokes to slide in, inch by inch by inch. And with every new inch inside her, Angel cried out louder, mouth open wide, body thrashing wildly under me, helpless with pleasure.

“Am I hurting you, baby?” I asked, watching her face closely. She tilted her head to face mine, eyes wide, lips wet and parted. She nodded slowly.

“Yes… yes, it hurts.. it hurts so fucking good. Don’t stop, Daddy, FUCK me!”

That was all I needed to hear — I started to gently slide my cock out of her hole, then suddenly pounded it in again, right to the hilt. “YES!” my girl cried as my cock nestled in her asshole. “YES! YES! YES!” as I continued my long, powerful strokes, truly fucking her ass, making it mine just as I had with her mouth and pussy. My hands were gripping her tits, mauling, squeezing, rolling her nipples between my big fingers, and Angel was bucking and spasming under me, one of her hands moving to her clit, rubbing wildly as I owned, branded, pumped her virgin ass.

“And NOW you’re mine, slut,” I moaned, slamming inside, the tight heat overwhelming. “NOW you’re truly my personal cock toy, MY fuck doll, MY whore, MINE MINE MINE,” I cried, every word punctuated by my cock entering Angel’s delicious asshole.

“Yes… oh yes, whatever you say, just don’t stop, Daddy, my Daddy, FUCK ME!”

Angel’s legs were around me once more as I pinned her there, impaling her ass, filling it over and over with long, thick, pulsing dick. I leaned down, claiming her mouth with mine, and she clung to me hungrily, her pink tongue in my mouth and her arms around me. We kissed deeply, lovingly and somehow tenderly despite being locked in a pornographic embrace, and as we broke off the kiss, my dick still shuttling in and out of her ass as she moaned in my arms, the look on Angel’s beautiful face was one of sheerest peace.

“Oh Daddy… Daddy, my Daddy, I love you,” she said, touching my face, biting her lip as I slammed her ass.

“And I love you too, my Angel… always.”

“Daddy?” she moaned, kissing my cheek, my neck, as she gripped my ass.

“Yes, babygirl?”

“Cum inside me? Please? I’m on the pill, I started when I knew I wanted you to be my first, my only… please cum in my pussy?” Her eyes were wide, deep-green, pleading. I nodded. “Oh Daddy… do it now. Cum with me…”

I eased back, sliding out of her ass, and almost immediately was balls-deep in her hungry cunt once more, Angel wrapping around me and pulling me in, bodies rocking together, locking perfectly in sync. We kissed, tongues playing, my dick driving home.

“Oh Daddy… Daddy cum in me… I’m your woman, so make me your woman, fill me up!” Angel’s hips were rocking with mine and I could feel her orgasm building again; her flushed cheeks, wide deep eyes, soft lips and bouncing tits were driving me toward the point of no return, and this time I let it happen; my hips pumped faster, my dick drove deeper, balls slapping against soft pink skin, with a quickening rhythm neither of us could stop if we wanted to.

“Oh ANGEL … oh GOD baby I LOVE you!” I cried, arching my back, unleashing a huge torrent of thick cum into her tight young pussy. Rope after thick, hot rope spurted from my raging cock, filling deep. Angel arched her own back, pushing her head back into the pillows, pussy gripping me for dear life as it spasmed and pulsated. “Oh DADDYYYYY I’m CUMMMINGGGGGG!” she cried loudly, pussy squirting for me, on me, around my hard pole, as it gave up its last drops of spunk inside her, milked dry. Panting, I lowered myself gently onto her again, kissing those plump pink strawberry lips as she welcomed me into her arms.

We lay that way for some time, I have no idea how long. Time seemed to stretch and stop as we stroked each others’ cooling skin, kissed each other softly, deeply. I rolled her over, her head on my chest as I stroked that magnificent hair.

“I think our lives just got a lot more interesting, Daddy…” she giggled, tracing a finger down my chest.

Little did we know…

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