[18F] My Daddy Fucked Me

My Daddy Fucked Me

Wet lips brushed the side of my head, drawing me out of my sleep. I recognized the soft feel of them, their gentle touch. Daddy was home.

“How are you baby girl?”

I smiled and snuggled back into my pillow, not quite ready to give up the peaceful sleep I had been in. “Good,” I mewed. The heavy bed sheet on top of me lifted up and pulled back, exposing my shoulder to the afternoon chill.

“Good.” Daddy’s voice was thicker than usual, rough and gravely. More of the blanket came off, revealing my breasts and the dip of my waist. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too.” My hip was uncovered now. “What are you doing?”

Daddy’s hot breath rolled over my skin. “I told you,” he spoke into my flesh. “I missed you.”

“Stop it Daddy.” I tried to put some frustration in my voice, but it just came out playful. Darn it. I wasn’t ready for Daddy to come home yet. I just woke up. I was still sleepy. I hadn’t showered. In another hour I would be all ready, but right now? I just wanted to go back to sleep.

A frustrated groan rumbled over my skin. “It’s been seven days baby girl. Seven days since I’ve tasted that sweet pussy.” He moved up my body, planting a trail of kisses along my side, my breast, my shoulder, my neck, until he whispered directly in my ear. “Seven long days since you’ve had my cum inside you.”

I squeezed my thighs against my now very awake clit. Despite my current sleepy state, the thought of him inside me sounded so good. I wanted to give in to him, let him feel me, fill me. Fuck me. I just didn’t want to get up when he did it.

“Later,” I said. I cracked an eye over my shoulder, taking in the massive body hovering over me. He was still dressed for work, in charcoal slacks and a white button down shirt. The top buttons were undone, letting his black chest hair peek out. He must have gotten out of his last meeting and came straight home. Came straight home sporting a massive erection. The familiar outline of his bulge told me Daddy was just as excited as I was.

“I’m not waiting until later baby girl.” He undid his belt and pants, letting his stiff cock free. His eyes roamed over me while he squeezed the base, turning the angry flesh even darker shade of red. “I’ve waited too fucking long already.” Slowly, he began pumping himself in long, firm, controlled strokes. My heart pounded at the sight. This strong stubborn man brought to frenzied need by just the sight of my body. I laid still, letting him worship me with his dick, letting myself be whatever he needed me to be. It didn’t matter that I was curvy, to this man I was in the same category as Playboy bunnies and eighteen year old porn stars. A beautiful body he could pleasure himself too. With the added bonus that, once he finished, I would be the one coated in his hot sticky cum.

“Pick your hips up baby girl.,” he groaned, “Daddy needs to see your pretty pink pussy if he’s going to finish.” I wiggled my butt at him, teasing him with the reveal. I was enjoying the show, and if that’s what he needed to finish… well, I wasn’t quite ready to give him what he wanted. “Jessica!” he barked out. On cue, my hips raised, exposing my dripping pussy to the cool air. “Jesus baby girl, you’re fucking soaked.” The rhythm of his strokes picked up. “Do you like it when Daddy jerks off to you?”

I hummed my agreement. Daddy answered with a sharp slap on my backside. “Use your words baby girl. Do you like it when Daddy watches you while he jerks his cock?”

“Yes Daddy.”

“Good girl. Do you like it when Daddy uses your cunt for lube?” His cock notched inside my slit, sliding it up and down, spreading my wetness around.

“Yes Daddy,” I moaned as he dragged his length over my clit. Every stroke, every expert well practiced stroke drove my desire higher. My insides ached for him. I needed him inside me just as badly as he needed to be inside.

“Fuck this,” he exhaled, “I can’t do this baby girl.” In answer to my prayer, his head split my entrance and before I could think a thought of protest his cock drove into me. Again and again he pounded into me with hard commanding movements. My body rocked forward with every thrust, his balls slapping my clit. He fucked me like he masturbated; hard, slow, with no regard for my own pleasure. I loved it. I laid my head down on the bed, giving myself up to Daddy, allowing myself to be what he needed. And right now, in his frenzied state, all he needed was a receptacle. A warm place to dump his cum. That place was me.

Daddy’s cock thickened inside me and his thrusts grew more and more frantic. He didn’t say a word. No warning of what was about to come. No slowing himself down to take care of me. His fingers dug into my hips as he pulled me backward onto his cock as far as I could go and came inside me. Daddy’s roar filled the room as he pulsed, filling my womb with his hot seed.

Finally finished, he pulled out and zipped his pants back up. No kisses or touches or signs of affection. That wasn’t what this was. My chest swelled with pride that I could help my Daddy so much, that he chose me instead of wasting his sperm in his hand or a tissue. I fell onto the bed, cum trickling down my thighs. “Be ready for tonight,” he said, “I’m not done with you yet.” And he left the room.

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