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Chapter One : Daughter Becomes a pappa slovenly woman

By mypenname3000

copyright 2020

Notes : Thanks to WRC264 for beta meter reading this !

"Here you go,"Dad said, tossing me my phone.

I gasped and scrambled to catch it. My hands grabbed the iPhone rose-hued aluminum case. I fumbled, fearfulness rushing through my physical structure as I fought to hold from dropping it. I pinned it to my breasts beneath the tight, pink tank top I wore. My heart pounding hard.

"Dad !"I shrieked."Do n't throw it."

"Oh, yeah, no-account,"he said, shrugging."But it should influence. The barrage was just on the loose. Must have happened on the flight. See."

I looked down and touched the button. To my absolute pleasure, the phone turned on. There was my curl silver screen with the thumbprint scanner. I pressed it and ... All my notifications. My apps were all alive. I let out a shudder of relief.

"Oh, thank you, Daddy !"I squealed, my anger at him for throwing the phone melting away. It worked. My life was n't over.

I threw myself at my father, pressing my nineteen-year-old body into his. He grunted in surprise as I hugged him nasty and kissed him on the cheek. I squealed again and then broke away from him. I spun around.

"You are a animation recoverer, Daddy !"I said.

"I am ?"he said. He looked down at himself."I did n't think I was a unvoiced, fruit-flavored candy shaped like a ring."

I blinked at him then I groaned."No one likes dad jocularity !"

He chuckled."Glad the phone works. Do you need anything ? I 'm going out to the grocery storehouse to get some hooey. Want to occur ?"

I shook my top dog."I just want to get settled in."I looked around at his penthouse. My new home for the summer."You know, acclimated."

"Okay,"he said, smiling at me."I 'm beaming you 're staying with me, Shanice."

"Yeah,"I lied.

My parents were divorced. Had been since I was ten. Dad had moved to the due west coast for oeuvre two twelvemonth ago, and I 'd hardly got to see him. Oh, he called and texted and sent me gifts. He always paid his minor support. And then, out of the blue, Mom hit me with remarrying. She packed me off to my dad 's for the summer so she could go on honeymoon with Peter.

He was such a slimy guy. I would n't mind, but all my friends were out in North Carolina. And here I was, stuck in Golden State. I mean, I should be thrilled to be on the West coast, but I did n't know anyone out here. I guessed I could touch people hanging out on the beach, but I had left my booster behind. Lily and Veronica and I 'd miss the most. We 'd peach about boys.

I sighed and looked around the penthouse flat that he owned. It was roomy and open. There was a large bank building of glass windows that looked out at the beach and the Pacific Ocean Ocean. The furniture was n't bad, though there were no real decorations. It was so ascetical and unfertile. Like no one really lived here. My chamber was just a catastrophe. I had Venetian blinds. No real curtain. No placard. No little knickknacks.

All the stuff and nonsense that decorated my room was back in my real bedroom. I had just my two suitcases of wearing apparel and my carry-on. That was it. I barely could fit five pairs of shoes.

basketball team !

Well, I had to make the trump of it. So I stood before the window, squeeze my phone on my selfie stick, and posed. I put on a pouty thrust to my downcast lip and snapped the get-go pic. It flashed on the filmdom. There was my blond hair falling around my vernal nerve. I had on a clear amount of composition, something light and playful. You could n't tell I had flown all day. My gamey oculus sparkled and my plump lip looked neat in my soft-pink lipstick. They had a shining sheen to them. My cooler top molded to my round breasts. I wore a pair of jean shorts that hugged my ass and left my lithe legs bare.

Then I did another guess, holding up my fingers in the peace signal and beamed.

SNAP !

You could see the sea behind me. I hummed and then I flounced onto Dad 's white couch, my back arced, blonde haircloth spilling over the back. I held the phone up and gave a sultry look and snapped another pic.

It was always fun taking selfies. I dashed to the kitchen and hopped up on the island, sitting on the granite countertop next to an induction stove. I had my legs kicking out as I snapped this picture show, winking at the camera.

I darted through the apartment, snapping a choice leaning against the toilet elbow room counter, my dresser, and even one where I was laying on my dad 's bed, the photographic camera staring down at me. He had a honorable comforter. Mine was so ugly. I had to get a new one.

I rolled off and started putting together my Instagram chronicle with the moving-picture show. I hummed as I typed, lying on my belly on my bed. Dad came home from getting the market. He peeked his head in as I typed.

"You ca n't just barge in here,"I said, not even looking at him."I 'm XIX, Dad, not a little miss. I could have been changing."

"Oh, yeah, distressing,"he said."Just checking in on you."

I rolled my center, still typing away."I 'm good. I was taking selfies."

"Posting them on your Instagram pageboy ?"

I froze. Did Dad know about my Sir Frederick Handley Page ? Had he seen my motion picture ? Oh, god, I talked about things my parents did n't need to bang about there. It was n't like I even did it under my real name but as @ shanicutie."How do you love about that ?"

"Your mother said you are always taking impression,"he said, smiling."Do n't you pull the leg of put them on Instagram."He paused."Or is it snaptalk."

"Snapchat,"I muttered."It 's something like that."I hit upload."Did you need something ?"

"No, no. Dinner 's going to be in an hour. Going to make some teriyaki chicken."

"You cook ?"I asked, blinking.

"Your ol'man had to read to resist for himself,"he said, chuckling."You want to help."

"Nope."

"Okay, okay."He hesitated."You, uh, doing okeh, Shanice ?"

"Yep."

The showtime comment appeared."cute picture,"said @ naughtyblossom. That was my booster Lily."You look adorable on the bed. It 's pretty big."

"My dad 's bed,"I typed without thought."The comforter on the bed I 'm lying on is nasty. It 's brown. Who makes brown sheet ?"

"Yuck."

Dad sighed and wandered off as I read the input underneath."Daddy 's girl !"@ nicanica typed. That was Veronica.

I giggled and replied,"I suppose so."

seeing my friends'comment had me feeling good about sustenance here. This would n't be so bad. I was with my dad for the start time in so many old age. A dad girl should be around her father. Now I would get to see him all the time and not just get those menu and talks on the phone. We could do daddy and daughter things like ... like ... I do n't bang, go shopping. Or maybe go on a tramp. We were in Calif.. Maybe we could go to Sea populace or something.

No, time lag, Sea mankind was that malign post with the whales or something. I thought I was supposed to hate that.

"I bet you 're such a pappa girl you love cooking for him,"said @ devinator. That was Devin, this cute guy at my schooling that I had wanted to hook up with.

"Of grade,"I said and rolled out of bed."Going to go make teriyaki volaille for him !"

I rolled out of bed, slipping my phone into my pocket, and hummed as I darted out of my way. Why was I in my sleeping accommodation ? I should be hanging out with my daddy. I flounced down the hallway, humming happily, and burst into the kitchen. Dad was cutting the volaille into strips, humming away. He had soy sauce, brown loot, and canned pineapples beside him. On the counter was a rice cooker that was on.

"Hey, Daddy, let me help !"I said."I 'm a enceinte cook. Mom taught me all her stuff."

"aid ?"he asked in surprisal."Oh, yeah, sure. I do n't mind."

I squealed in pleasure and then flung my arms around his neck and kissed him on the nerve. He grunted, his workforce thrust out to the side, one holding the knife, the other smeared in wimp juices. He stood stiffly.

"Uh ... Shanice ?"he asked.

"What ?"I asked, beaming at him."What 's so Wyrd about a girl helping her dad cook ?"

"zippo, I guess,"he said."Go wash your hands, and ... Uh ... you can start dicing the veggie. We 're going to steam them."

"Sure !"I said and broke away from him.

I thrust my hands beneath the spigot and hummed. It was so much fun cooking with him. I paused to snap pictures of us cooking together. pop grinned. He was a magniloquent guy with colored whisker and wings of Asa Gray sweeping down the side. He had that California fitness about him and had a bang-up tan. I had n't really noticed that when I had arrived.

"Daddy young woman alarm,"@ devinator commented as I uploaded the first series of exposure of us cooking.

"Big sentence !"I answered as I waited for the vegetables to finish steaming."I 'm so glad to be living with my daddy."

"Such a handsome pappa,"@ naughtyblossom said, throwing a winky emoji.

"backrest off, he 's my daddy,"I said, glancing at him. He was a handsome guy. He was watching the chicken cooking on the stove, frying the strips in the teriyaki sauce we made out of soy sauce, brown sugar, and the pineapple plant juice. Hunks of pineapple were in the sauce, too.

"You do n't get between a papa 's miss and her father, @ naughtyblossom,"@ pussycatlover said. That was Lee, this cute guy that I had hooked up with at the spring fling dance during my fourth-year year of high schooltime two days after I turned eighteen. He went down on me. It had been amazing.

"That 's right !"I typed and added a winky emoji.

After we had dinner plated, the teriyaki chicken on chocolate-brown rice drizzled in more than of the sauce with the steam vegetables on it, I snapped a pic of our plates side-by-side and captioned it,"Ta-Da ! ! ! !"

I was showered with wish. I was so gladiola I had come out to avail Daddy cook. I would help him cook every meal, just the way a dad 's girl should. We sat down at the heel counter to eat, side-by-side on stools. You could stare out at the ocean from here.

"Did your dada bang it ?"asked @ machoc. That was this guy named Curtis. I did n't have it off him that well, but he had found my Instagram page somehow. He took photos of himself. He was some kind of bodybuilder.

Real hot.

"How was it, Daddy ?"I asked, our scale nearly clear.

"Delicious,"he said."Thanks for the help."

Such joy burst through me as I typed,"He loved it !"

"I bet he loves everything you serve him,"said @ shaneroberts12. That was Shane, another guy from my school.

"Of course he does,"I typed.

All in all, my showtime day had gone well. pop and I watched some Netflix—I made him suffer through one of the Netflix master teen romance motion picture which were all so cheesy and yet I loved them anyway. We had pot chocolate ice cream. Then I was feeling jet lagged. I was three hr behind North Carolina and begged off to bed.

I changed into my nightgown. I did n't need to afford my window since the AC was amazing. I tore off that ugly, brown baby's dummy glad the sheets were boring Edward D. White beneath, and stretched out on them. I checked my headphone one last time.

"I bet you dress sexily around your papa,"@ machoc commented.

"Oh, yeah, dada female child always dress like sluts around their daddies,"@ antonmax had replied. Anton was a guy that Lily knew."Always garb like cockteases and make their pop so uncomfortable."

I blushed."Guilty,"I typed."I was wearing jean trunks and a tank top all day. Poor daddy. I was so cute, and he ca n't tinct me."

I turned my headphone off, lay on my pillow, and smiled as I sank down into ambition.

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I had to pluck the perfect outfit to break the adjacent morning. It had to be so teasing. I went with a tight belly shirt that hugged my tit. The fabric was slightly sheer. I should get into a bra with it otherwise you could see my nipples.

But I was a pa 's little girl. And we were all cockteases for our pitiable daddies. Just driving them nuts. It was mean of us since our pa could n't tint us, but it was what we did. I mean, what lady friend did n't like a handsome man staring at her ?

And Daddy was so handsome. I had n't realized that until yesterday. He had those distinguished wings of gray streaking his wickedness haircloth and that fit physical structure. Muscular and solid. He beat a lot of the guy rope at my school in the ass section, too.

I went with a flirty, pleated skirt that I rolled up at the waistband twice so that it barely covered my ass. A purple thong hugged my shank, peeking out the back and cupping my pussy. I was so charge up for this.

I burst out of the bedroom and skipped down the hallway to start making breakfast for daddy. I perused his kitchen and found some pancake mix. I took a selfie of me once the ingredients were out, captioning it,"tease pa and Cooking Him Breakfast."

The comments were all from the guys. @ devinator, @ shaneroberts123, @ machoc, @ pussycatlover, and @ antonmax showered me in praise while @ naughtyblossom and @ nicanica were shocked that I was dressed like that around my father.

"I can see your nipples,"@ nicanica typed.

"I know ! It 'll rag him so badly !"I answered.

This was so much fun.

Daddy came out, yawning. He blinked to see me cooking. Then he blinked again as he saw what I was wearing. He was in underdrawers and a armoured combat vehicle top. He did a double-take. His eyes looked me up and down. His jaw dropped.

"Jesus, Shanice, what are you wearing ?"he croaked.

"Do you like it ?"I asked, cocking my hip and letting my skirt flutter. My round breasts jiggled in my top, so perky with their youthful ne plus ultra."I love it."

"This ... You 're ..."He shook his head teacher again, his heart so broad with the blow of it."I can see you 're ... You ca n't wear this."

"Why not ?"I asked and sauntered coquettishly."It 's just around the house. I would n't wear this outside. You 're my daddy. So you do n't count."

Then I hugged him, pressing my eubstance against his strong trunk, and kissed him on the cheek very near his mouth. I could feel him groan and something hard swelling in his pugilist. I fought off my giggles.

Cock-tease successful.

I flounced away from him, my bird flaring up. I hoped he caught a glimpse of my naked asscheeks as I rushed to the stove and started pouring the pancake mix onto the griddle. He rubbed at his cheek where I kissed him, and then he glanced down at his crotch.

"I, uh, have to pee."He darted off.

"daddy loved my outfit so very much,"I typed."Got a big rise out of him."

"Bet he had to go to the lavatory to rub one out,"@ machoc typed.

"He did have to exempt himself,"I said, adding a winky face."poor daddy."

I had plated the pancakes by the time pop came back. He had a knock tinge to his cheeks and was wearing a pair of jogging shorts. He stared down at my tits again. I smiled at him, stretching my back and thrusting out my business firm boobies at him.

"Breakfast is done !"I announced.

"Uh-huh,"he said."When did you ... ?"

"What, Daddy ?"I asked.

"Uh, arise up and bulge out cookery ?"

"I 'm xix,"I said, rolling my eyes."I 'm not a little girl any longer. I 'm a big daughter now."I bounced on my heels which made other parts of me bound beneath my tight, sheer top.

My nipples throbbed against the fabric.

We ate breakfast, and I asked papa to read me around town. He stared at what I was wearing. I knew I would bear to transfer before he let me out of the house. There was no daddy in the globe who would want others to see his daughter dressed like this.

Which is why I loved my pop ! He always looked out for me and cared for me.

I put a bra on, a nice grim one that bled nicely through my belly shirt, and let my wench roll down so it fell farther down to my thigh. I hugged my dada and snapped a pic of us then dropped it on Instagram as we headed out.

We went shopping, of course of action. I needed mantle and a comfort. Plus Daddy bought me these strappy sandals that were just so cute on my metrical foot. I snapped some picture of that, too. We did some sightseeing, including gong to the aquarium where we got some ice cream. I got vanilla, that was just my favored, and. It was so pleasant-tasting. I"accidentally"forgot I had some on my lips when I snapped a selfie.

I knew it would piss me look adorable. So I posted it.

"That looks like your pop 's cum on your face,"@ machoc typed.

"Oh, my god, it does,"@ shaneroberts123 added.

"Yuck, you guys are grouse,"@ naughtyblossom said.

"It 's just ice cream, guy rope,"I said, feeling naughty. A prickling ran through my slit. Cum ? I could sort of see it."Sorry, pervs !"

"Bet you wish it was your daddy 's cum the way you 've been draping over him,"@ nicanica typed. It had a bitchy vibe. Was veronica green-eyed my daddy was so handsome and hers was fat and balding ?

"Maybe,"I typed to hers. It would be cool if it was Daddy 's cum. That would be impossible.

"You 've been sucking his cock since you got there, have n't you, @ shanicutie,"@ machoc said.

"Of course not,"I said and shuddered. Why had n't I been sucking my daddy 's cock since I got here ? He was such a hunk.

"daddy girls suck dick all the prison term,"@ machoc said.

My twat clenched as I sat there.

"You ready to go ?"Dad asked, slipping his headphone in his pocket. He stretched his back, looking so fit and sexy in his t-shirt.

"Yeah, papa,"I said, my pussy on fire.

As we headed back to his penthouse in the car, I started thinking about it. My pussy grew hotter and hotter. I licked my lips, my lingua cuddling over them wishing to lick up the salty cum that would splash my facial expression. I was n't a fan of giving blowjobs, but he was my daddy.

And I was a daddy 's girl.

I should have been sucking his dick since I got here. It was so bad of me not to. I had to fix that. We arrived at the apartment. dada got the bags with the new sympathiser and my drapery out of the torso, holding them in his potent arms. We headed into the elevator and I could n't help but push against him as we stood there.

I wiggled my croup into his crotch.

"Uh ... Shanice, what are you doing ?"he asked, taking a footprint back.

I chased him."What, dad ?"I asked looking over my berm. He bumped into the back of the elevator car and had nowhere to go. I rubbed my ass right into his crotch."Just playing around. Is something wrong ?"

"No,"he said, voice tight.

I felt him swelling hard. That hard-on was back. I turned my daddy on. I had to do something about that. I had to soak up his hammer and make it all better. Just how a daddy 's girl should consume care of her hunky father. He was so handsome. When did older guy cable get so sexy ?

When had papa ?

God, I was glad that Mom married silent St. Peter. She could go boff his mastermind out wherever. I did n't care. Be a whore. I was with papa. This was where I belonged. I did n't need to go back home at all. I just needed to wiggle my precious ass into daddy 's cock.

"You really should block off that,"he panted."You 're not a kid any longer."

"No,"I purred, throwing a sultry look over my shoulder."I 'm not, Daddy. I 'm all grown up. Nineteen and sexy."

"Jesus Christ,"he panted."Shanice, what has gotten into you ?"

The elevator dinged and opened onto the penthouse flat. You needed a especial key to get up to this spirit level. I smiled and then I turned around and fell to my knees right there. I grabbed his drawers and tugged them down.

"Shanice !"he shouted in panic as I came expression to face with his drawers tented by his peter."What the fuck ?"

"You 're severely, Daddy,"I moaned, my slit on fire. I shoved my hired man through the fly of his drawers and pulled him out. He gaped at me."I 'll take aid of you. I 'll screw you, Daddy."

I swallowed the tip of his turncock. He groaned, his face twisting in pleasure. The bags fell from his deal. The elevator threshold started to close. He cursed and smacked a push. A buzzing alarm rang as his brass twisted in pleasure.

I nursed on him with hunger. I wanted to pass on my daddy the best blowjob in the world. He would just cum and cum and cum. He would love every bit of it. I sucked with passion on his pecker, my head bobbing, sliding my sass up and down his thick shaft.

"Shanice,"he groaned, his cheek spin."piece of tail, this is wrong. You have to hold on. You 're my daughter."

I winked at him and kept suck, my blonde hair spilling around my expression. This was so hot. So exciting. I had my daddy 's cock in my mouth. My kitty-cat felt so juicy, my G-string struggling to contain my exhilaration. My face hollowed as I stared up at Daddy.

His expression twisted in confused delight. He ran a hand over his look. His dresser rose and fell, oink echoing through the elevator. I suckled on him, nursing with hunger. The racy slurping racket reverberated around us, too.

It was so hot. So blue. Just what a pop 's young woman was supposed to do.

My tongue danced around the tip of his hammer. His hawkshaw throbbed in my mouth. He pulsed as I sucked on him. I nursed with thirstiness on this amazing cock. I loved suckling. breast feeding. My cheeks hollowed as I worshiped his dick.

"bullshit, dogshit, shit,"he panted."Shanice, you have to stop."

I winked at him again. He did n't need me to block off. He was stronger than me. I could n't do this to him unless he wanted me to do it.

Drool ran over my chin as I sucked and slurped. I worshiped his cock with all my might. I sucked on him. Slurped on him. I pleasured his cock with everything that I had. Every ounce of warmth that was in me. It was unbelievable to enjoy. I nursed on him with hunger.

I bobbed my head. I suckled. Slurped. I loved my dad, nursing on him with everything that I had. It was a wonderful ace to love. His tool throbbed in my mouthpiece. He pulsed with his heartbeat. I loved the feeling of him.

I bobbed up and down his dick.

I caressed his spongelike diadem with my tongue.

His precum tasted amazing.

I wanted his cum.

"Shanice !"he panted.

I moaned around his cock and sucked harder. I bobbed my straits with every bit of cacoethes I head. I slid my lips up and down his shaft. I nursed up him. His cock throbbed in my mouth. It was so much fun. My hips wiggled back and forth, my pussy feeling so juicy.

I would masturbate so heavily when I finished. Just have a huge climax. A mighty burst of rapture that would lavish out of my naughty cunt. I suckled with all my passion on his rooster, the flavor of his precum building.

"Shanice, you have to stop,"he panted."This ... it 's going ... I 'm going to ... Oh, god. I 'm going to ... to ... Fuck !"

His cum fired into my mouth.

My pussy clenched so strong I almost climaxed from the force. His jizz splashed against the back of my throat. I gulped it down, but there was so much that it overflowed my sassing. It was so scrumptious. Daddy-cum beatnik out every boy 's spunk I had swallowed.

"Oh, god,"he groaned, his head teacher smacking back into the elevator."piece of ass, fuck, shag !"

I swallowed every cliff I could. I loved the warmth spilling down my esophagus to my abdomen. I groaned, nursing intemperate to draw it out. His turncock pulsed one last sentence and then he went dry. No more jizz for me to enjoy.

I slid my mouth off and panted,"There you are, daddy !"

With cum dripping down my mentum, I put his cock back into his boxers and patted his crotch. Then I drew up his drawers as he just stood there stunned. He panted, his chest rising and falling, his face flushed from his climax.

"That just ..."he said, stunned.

I stood up and stepped into the apartment. I whipped out my telephone and took a selfie of me beaming with pa 's cum on my human face. I licked it off my lips, and then I rushed to my bedroom to masturbate. On the way, I uploaded it, typing fast.

"Had more ice cream with pappa,"I captioned it,"and made a bit of a mess !"

I hit upload and then flung myself on my bed. I hiked my skirt and thrust my G-string to the side of meat. I rubbed at my pussy with my right hand, my left field holding my phone tight. I groaned, savoring the delight of sliding my figure up and down my pussy.

"Uh, that does n't look like ice cream,"@ naughtyblossom said.

That made me rub at my clit harder. My puss clenched. My branch quivered as I whimpered. My breasts rose and fell as I rolled my clit between my fingers. The pleasure built and built at the gamy comment.

"That 's your dad 's cum on your sassing,"typed @ machoc."Admit it, @ shanicutie."

I sent him a winky face emoji and then licked up more of the jizz that remained on my rim. The salty tone sizzled across my taste buds.

I exploded.

My orgasms surged through me. The pleasure was incredible. It rushed through me so fast as I relived sucking his cock. The comment were exploding on my telephone set as I shuddered through my orgasm. The pleasure was intense. Amazing. I whimpered and moaned, hitting the peak of my climax. I hovered there for several glorious seconds.

It was such a powerful cum, I found myself slipping into a nap, just lying there, dozing and thinking about sucking pop 's tool. How beat it was. How yummy his cum tasted. It was incest, but it was okay. papa young lady sucked their forefather'dicks.

And it was n't alike Daddy and I had sex. That old prexy from the 90s or something said viva voce was n't material sex. So it was n't really incest. I would never do that. What if I got significant or something ?

But I could suck his peter all day long.

I must induce dozed for about an hr when a sonant knock wrapped my room access."Honey, we have to talk."

"Mmm, come in,"I said, forgetting that my wench was pulled up and my thong askew.

dad took a step in and froze. He was staring right between my peg. I shuddered and realized he was seeing my kitty-cat. Well, I was a teasing daddy 's lady friend so I just casually slid off my bed and stood up. I stretched.

"What 's up, pa ?"I asked.

"We have to let the cat out of the bag about what you did in the lift,"he said, looking so uncomfortable.

"Oh, did you desire me to shove off you again ?"I asked, seeing him getting hard from my inadvertent pussy flash."No problem, Daddy."

"hold, no, that 's not what I ..."He trailed off as I fell to my knees before him. I whipped out his cock and sucked on him.

There was something so sexy about being on my knees before my pa and breast feeding on his dick. I sucked so heavily. I loved him. And he rewarded me with his passion. His salty seed jetted into my lip. I groaned and guzzled it down with such hunger.

He slid back, panting."I ... uh ... That ... That has to stop."

"Why ?"I asked, cum on my back talk again."You loved it, and I loved it. So what 's the big pot ? It 's just a blowjob from your cute daughter."I smiled."I mean, I do make you operose, so it 's only fair that I 'm the one who takes care of you."

He stared at me and then he walked away, muttering to himself.

I went to Instagram. My concluding"ice emollient"pic had blown up. There were so many gossip about how I sucked my daddy 's cock and was a cocotte. A slut. I shuddered as I read them. Lily and speedwell were not happy with me.

"When did you become your pappa 's whore ?"@ naughtyblossom commented."Are you fucking him ?"

"Of grade not,"I typed back to my acquaintance."Just blowing him. I 'm sorry my dad 's hot, and I turn him on. I have to take care of him. I 'm a daddy 's girl."

"You 're fucking him, too ! Admit it !"@ naughtyblossom pressed.

"I 'm not. That 's incest !"

"Daddy girls are all into incest,"@ machoc typed."They all want to fuck their daddies. A true pappa girl will get her daddy 's putz in her slit as soon as potential. And you 're a true daddy 's young woman, are n't you, @ shanicutie."

"You 're such a sick perv, @ machoc !"@ naughtyblossom typed.

"I am a daddy 's girl !"I said."I 'll prove it !"

"Yeah, you 're going to go twit your dada 's dick tonight,"@ devinator typed."That is so hot."

"This is fucked up,"@ nicanica typed."You want to be a daddy-slut, @ shanicutie, then go be a big daddy-slut. I do n't fucking care."

It seemed supportive but to my jolt, she blocked me. Well, I did n't worry. I had my dad 's stopcock to ride tonight.

It had to be double-dyed. At Night. But it was n't dark yet.

I hummed as I set about cooking dinner. Dad was working in his study. He had to make the money. I got that. So I was cooking him just a wonderful meal. He had some neat pork chops on the electric refrigerator. I hummed as I cooked, grilling them with slit apples to devote them a slap-up deal of feeling.

I called out to daddy that dinner party was cook. He wanted to eat in his office, so I dropped it off. I used leftover rice to make some fried Sir Tim Rice to go with it, full of cube vegetable. He was impress but stick around tucked into his desk for some reason.

What, did he opine I was going to suckle his dick ? It was dinner time.

I watched some Netflix and ate my dinner party then cleaned the kitchen. Then I set about my design. I rushed to my chamber and dug through my travelling bag to find the perfect nightie I had packed. It was a lilac pleasure that fell down to just below my rump. It had opaque cloth cupping her breasts and then the transparent fabric that fell down my belly.

It was perfect tense. I took a pic."prepare for bed !"

"Ready for your daddy 's turncock !"typed @ shaneroberts123.

"Going to get some daddy dick !"@ antonmax added.

"You are such a slut !"@ naughtyblossom said.

"Yep,"I typed back."Jealous ?"

I tossed my earphone on my bed. dada had gone to bed, so this was it. This was my chance to get his cock in me. To ride his daddy dick. I was so wet and eager for it. Just so make to feel his big putz sliding into my pussy. It would be fantastic.

I padded down the hallway to his door. I pressed my ear against it. My shaved pussy dripped succus that ran down my thigh as I quivered there. I heard the soft sounds of snoring coming from the elbow room. The rumbling phone of a man deep in sleep.

Perfect.

I opened the door with tending, wincing as the flexible joint squeaked for a instant. The hallway ignitor fell on his sleeping form. He wore only his bagger, the same ones he 'd had on all day. He had a hairy chest, his sinew defined and pure. I shuddered at this marvellous passionateness that surged through me. I smiled and padded into the room.

My boob jiggled in my gown. The cloth rustled around my thighs. It was so hot. I shivered and came nigher and closer to him. A tremble raced through my eubstance. I bit my lower lip, my twat utterly on fire.

I crawled onto the bed, so aware of his breathing. What if he woke up and kicked me out ? He probably thought it was awry for miss to fuck their don. It normally would be, being incest and all, but I was a daddy 's girl. We were exceptional. We loved our father and wanted to seduce them happy. To please them in any way we could.

Cooking. Blowjobs. Fucking. We were the finish software package. What every pop should have in his daughter. I was glad that I realized I was one of them. I was so glad to be living with him. I could n't believe I thought this would suck.

This was the best.

My hand stroked up his thighs. I caressed his muscled flesh. My pussy clenched as the oestrus grew and grew. More molten rill of juice ran down my legs. I shuddered as my finger's breadth reached his shorts. I stroked over the cloth and found his cock.

He was half-hard.

I licked my mouth and drew him out. I ducked my head down, my blonde hair spilling around my cheeks. I licked at his shaft. I slid my tongue up and up his dick. I caressed him. I loved the feel of him against my clapper. I reached the pinnacle and flicked my tongue across the tip of his prick. I gathered up the bead of precum with the tip of my tongue.

The feel spilled across my taste buds. It was such a dainty to experience for the tertiary time. His cock throbbed in my manus. I stroked him hard as I danced my natural language around his cock. I swirled about him, teasing him, loving him.

He groaned, his face twisting in passion. It was such a goody to watch. I loved it as my spit slid over his dent again. He shifted in his sopor, his putz nearly at its entire girth. My daddy had a big cock. I ca n't conceive Mom dumped him. He was amazing.

well, I was here for him. I would n't knock down him. I was his girl.

I rose up and straddled him. I grabbed his cock and rubbed it against my pussy lips. I slid it back and forth, loving how he groaned in his quietus. My shaved flesh quivered. I rubbed him against my clitoris, sparks flaring.

"Daaaaaddddyyyyyy,"I cooed in a sing-song articulation."Wake up, Daaaaddddyyyyyy."

"Shanice,"he muttered.

"Mmm, I have a peculiar kickshaw for you, Daddy,"I purred, sliding his cock right field to the entrance of my twat. If only I had been a Virgo the Virgin for him instead of giving it up to the boys at school for the death year."My slit, Daddy."

"Shanice,"he groaned again and his eyes opened. Then he gasped in jolt."Shanice !"

"Daddy !"I moaned, and impaled myself down his cock.

He gasped and I groaned as my slit lips slid over his manly dick. Just like my mouth had earlier, my bitch engulfed his cock. I took in after inch of him. My back arched and knocker quivered as I swallowed more and more than of his pecker. He reached into me. He speared into my depths until he nuzzled against my cervix.

My pussy clenched about him as he gasped,"Shanice, no ! Honey ! You ca n't ! This is—"

"Amazing !"I moaned and flexed my thighs.

My nightie swayed about my trunk, my chest jiggling beneath it, as I slid up his shaft. His big prick throbbed in my snatch. That amazing shaft filled it up. I groaned as I slid up him, my pussy clinging to his shaft. The clash was incredible. I reached the height as he gasped, his back arching. His hand grabbed my hips.

"No, no, Shanice, this is improper !"he groaned.

I impaled my cunt down his cock and moaned,"No, pa, it 's not ! I 'm your missy. pa 's girls can fuck their fathers. Mmm, it 's o.k.. We can enjoy it !"

"This is incest !"he gasped."Illegal. nooky, you 're my daughter !"

"I know !"I moaned, working my pussy up and down his cock."But that 's okay. I 'm your girlfriend. I love you, dada. I want to please you. scarf out you. I want to do all these naughty things for you. Oh, Daddy, daddy ! I 'm riding you !"

"Shanice,"he groaned, his face twisting. His deal gripped my hips. He lifted me up like he was trying to pull out me off his shaft.

But I impaled my cunt down him. For a minute, he held me in station, keeping me from slamming down his girth. I gasped and squirmed. He moaned, his eyes wild. His hands tightened, but then he lost the battle. My pussy slammed down his cock.

"Fuck !"he groaned.

"pa !"I gasped in delight.

I worked my pussy up his cock again. I slid up him and swirled my pelvic arch. I danced my fathead around his shaft, loving stirring him up. It was amazing to ride my dada 's dick. I plunged down him, my shaved pussy sassing and clit rubbing into his stringy bush. Sparks flared.

My grab gripped his tool as I slid up him. The detrition was vivid and delightful. It was amazing to feel. I loved every second of riding him. Working my pussy up and down his cock. His dick stimulated my pussy.

"Oh, my god, Shanice,"he groaned."This ... I ... Oh, my god."

"I know,"I purred."My slit spirit amazing. And your cock is awesome. You 're going to make me cum sooooooo gruelling, pappa !"

I smiled down at him as I slammed my slit down his prick. I took him to the hilt again and again. His hands stroked up my hips, sliding the silk textile of my nightie over my skin. My titty bounced and jiggled as his speck came closer and confining to them.

His hands slid over my titties. He squeezed them. My daddy groped my titties and made me feel so naughty. I groaned, my pussy clenching down on his dick as he massaged my titmouse. He worked his fingers into them, my nipples throbbing and aching.

I groaned out my delight, slamming my cock down his shaft. This astonishing pleasure blazed through my body. My back arched as the ecstasy surged through me. I gripped his shaft. I held him tight. My hip joint danced from side to side.

"Oh, my god, yes !"I gasped."dad, dad, do you love my pussycat ?"

"Shanice,"he groaned, his typeface twisting in delectation as he squeezed my knocker through the night-robe, my teat throbbing.

"Mmm, just say it, Daddy,"I moaned, slamming my snatch down his dick."Say how much you love my pussy."

"I ... I ..."He swallowed."I love your pussy."

"Of course you do !"I squealed."It 's an amazing pussy. It 's just the best. Ooh, yes, yes, and my titties. Do you love my tit ?"

"I do !"he groaned, squeezing my breasts.

I shuddered, my cunt on fervidness as I worked my pussy up and down his dick. Such joy surged through me. daddy loved my body. It was amazing. I savored it. This was the best matter in the public. I shuddered, my cunt squeezing down on his dick. It was awesome.

"Then let 's consume off my nightie so you can see them !"I squealed.

He groaned and then he shoved the textile over my pap. I thrust my coat of arms up in the air so he could pull it over my head. My teat spilled out, bouncing as I squirmed, impaled on his prick. His prick rubbed against my cervix.

He was so big and thick.

I threw my night-robe to the slope. I groaned as he grabbed my naked bosom. He squeezed them with his strong bridge player. I groaned, my cunt clenching over that awful flesh. I slammed my pussy down him. I worked my cunt up and down his dick, savoring every moment of riding him. Fucking him. This was the best joy in the world.

His thumbs rubbed at my nipples. I gasped as my daddy massaged those. My slit clenched down on his cock. This was so awing. So stupefy. I quivered in excitement. I shuddered, working my pussy up and down his dick.

"Daddy ! dad !"I moaned.

"Shanice !"he groaned.

"Do you love me, dad ?"I moaned.

"I do,"he panted, his fingerbreadth pinching my teat.

I squealed in delight."I love you, too, Daddy !"

I rode him as fast as I could. My thighs flexed as I slid my pussycat up and down his cock. This baffle delight surged through my dead body. It was awesome. I groaned, the incestuous clash that blazed in my pussy brought me confining and closer to my climax.

My blonde fuzz danced around my shoulders. I whimpered and moaned, the pleasure swelling in me. I squeezed my cunt around his dick, so tidal bore for that taboo blissfulness to extravasate in me. I groaned, coming closer and closer to climaxing on his dumbfound cock.

"dad !"I whimpered.

"Shanice !"he panted."If you keep doing this, I 'm going to cum in you."

"Yes !"I squealed and impaled my slit down his cock.

My clitoris pressed into his wiry bush. His curls caressed my strip pussy lips while his girth massaged every inch of my gamy pussy. The pleasures swirled through me. They swelled my climax. The insistency grew too much.

I exploded.

Rapturous bliss rushed out of my cunt. A mighty shock wave of transport rippled through me and slammed into my mind. I groaned, twinkle flaring across my vision. I bucked and groaned, my puss going wild from the pleasance of this bit. My tits jiggled in his squeezing grip.

"Oh, dada, cum in me !"I begged."Fire all that jizz in me. Just oversupply me. snap it in me. I need it, dad. I need your seed in me !"

"Oh, god, this is so faulty !"he growled."This is so wrong, Shanice. But ... but ... Yes !"

His cum fired into my cunt. Hot spurt of jizz splashed against my cervix. delight slammed into my creative thinker. Great fit of Muriel Sarah Spark showered over my thoughts. It sizzled in me, so hot and delicious. It was incredible to delight. I quivered on pop 's cock.

I came again.

"Oh, yes, yes, Daddy !"I gasped."Oh, Daddy, that 's so good."

My naughty cunt rippled and writhed around his cock. I worked out that wonderful jizz. It spilled into my snatch. I shuddered, my cunt rippling around his hawkshaw. He grunted and groaned, firing blow after fire of cum into my snatch.

He filled me up with his jizz. As he flooded me with his incestuous seed, I hit the pinnacle of my orgasm. I hovered there at the very height of XTC and then slumped forward into his arms. I shuddered and whimpered, rubbing my tit into his chest.

"pappa,"I moaned and then kissed him.

He kissed me back. It was the felicitous instant of my life. I was held in my daddy 's blazon, his cock softening in my pussy brimming in his seed. My breast rubbed into his chest. Nipples throbbed with my excitement.

I fell asleep in his arms, so happy.

But he was gone when I woke up the succeeding morning.

To be continued ...