Instagram Cutie 's Mind Controlled romp

Chapter One : Daughter Becomes a pop hussy

By mypenname3000

copyright 2020

banknote : Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this !

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

I gasped and scrambled to charm it. My hands grabbed the iPhone rose-hued aluminum sheath. I fumbled, awe rushing through my dead body as I fought to keep from dropping it. I pinned it to my bosom beneath the tight, pink tank top I wore. My sum pounding hard.

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

"Oh, yeah, sorry,"he said, shrugging."But it should work. The battery was just unloosen. mustiness have happened on the flight. See."

I looked down and touched the clitoris. To my infrangible joy, the speech sound turned on. There was my lock sieve with the thumbprint image scanner. I pressed it and ... All my notifications. My apps were all alive. I let out a thrill of relief.

"Oh, thank you, daddy !"I squealed, my choler 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 surprisal as I hugged him pie-eyed and kissed him on the impertinence. I squealed again and then broke away from him. I spun around.

"You are a liveliness saver, Daddy !"I said.

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

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

He chuckled."glad the sound works. Do you need anything ? I 'm going out to the grocery store to get some clobber. Want to come ?"

I shook my head."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 glad you 're staying with me, Shanice."

"Yeah,"I lied.

My parents were divorced. Had been since I was ten. Dad had moved to the west coast for body of work two years ago, and I 'd hardly got to see him. Oh, he called and texted and sent me giving. He always paid his tiddler livelihood. And then, out of the blue, Mom hit me with remarrying. She packed me off to my dad 's for the summertime so she could go on honeymoon with St. Peter the Apostle.

He was such a slimy guy. I would n't mind, but all my friends were out in Frederick North Carolinas. And here I was, stuck in CA. 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 meet mass hanging out on the beach, but I had left my friends behind. Lily and Veronica and I 'd escape the most. We 'd let the cat out of the bag about boys.

I sighed and looked around the penthouse flat that he owned. It was spacious and open. There was a large camber of trash window that looked out at the beach and the Pacific Ocean. The piece of furniture was n't bad, though there were no really ornamentation. It was so stern and sterile. Like no one really lived here. My bedroom was just a calamity. I had Venetian blind. No genuine curtains. No posting. No little knickknacks.

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

Five !

fountainhead, I had to clear the best of it. So I stood before the windowpane, pierce my phone on my selfie peg, and posed. I put on a pouty thrust to my dispirited lip and snapped the outset pic. It flashed on the screen. There was my blond hair falling around my vernal fount. I had on a light amount of physical composition, something illuminate and playful. You could n't say I had flown all day. My blue eyes sparkled and my plump backtalk looked great in my soft-pink lip rouge. They had a glossy sheen to them. My tank top molded to my round breasts. I wore a pair of denim shorts that hugged my ass and left my lithe legs bare.

Then I did another stroke, holding up my finger's breadth in the public security sign and beamed.

snap bean !

You could see the ocean behind me. I hummed and then I flounced onto Dad 's White sofa, my back arced, blond hair spilling over the back. I held the telephone up and gave a sultry face 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 inductance range. I had my wooden leg kicking out as I snapped this moving-picture show, winking at the camera.

I darted through the apartment, snapping a pick leaning against the bathroom room counter, my dresser, and even one where I was laying on my dad 's bed, the camera staring down at me. He had a better reliever. Mine was so ugly. I had to get a new one.

I rolled off and started putting together my Instagram story with the photo. I hummed as I typed, lying on my belly on my bed. Dad came home plate from getting the foodstuff. He peeked his school principal in as I typed.

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

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

I rolled my eyes, still typing away."I 'm ripe. I was taking selfies."

"Posting them on your Instagram page ?"

I froze. Did Dad know about my page ? Had he seen my pictures ? Oh, god, I talked about thing my parents did n't need to know about there. It was n't like I even did it under my rattling epithet but as @ shanicutie."How do you know about that ?"

"Your female parent said you are always taking pictures,"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 time of day. Going to make some teriyaki chicken."

"You cook ?"I asked, blinking.

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

"Nope."

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

"Yep."

The offset comment appeared."cunning photo,"said @ naughtyblossom. That was my friend 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 sheets ?"

"Yuck."

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

I giggled and replied,"I suppose so."

Seeing my friends'comments had me feeling well about living here. This would n't be so bad. I was with my dad for the 1st clock time in so many class. A pappa fille should be around her father. Now I would get to see him all the clock time and not just get those cards and talking on the phone. We could do daddy and daughter things like ... like ... I do n't know, go shopping. Or maybe go on a hike. We were in Golden State. Maybe we could go to Sea globe or something.

No, wait, Sea World was that evil place with the whales or something. I thought I was supposed to detest that.

"I bet you 're such a dad fille you love cooking for him,"said @ devinator. That was Devin, this cute guy at my school day that I had wanted to surcharge up with.

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

I rolled out of bed, slipping my phone into my air pocket, and hummed as I darted out of my elbow room. Why was I in my sleeping room ? I should be hanging out with my daddy. I flounced down the hallway, humming happily, and burst into the kitchen. Dad was cutting the poulet into strips, humming away. He had soy sauce, brown carbohydrate, and canned Ananas comosus beside him. On the replication was a Elmer Reizenstein cooker that was on.

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

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

I squealed in delight and then toss out my weapon system around his neck and kissed him on the cheek. He grunted, his hands thrust out to the incline, one holding the knife, the other smeared in chicken juice. He stood stiffly.

"Uh ... Shanice ?"he asked.

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

"Nothing, I guess,"he said."Go wash your hands, and ... Uh ... you can start dicing the vegetables. We 're going to steam clean them."

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

I thrust my paw beneath the faucet and hummed. It was so often fun cooking with him. I paused to snatch characterization of us cooking together. pa grinned. He was a magniloquent guy with sour hair and wings of Gy sweeping down the slope. He had that California fitness about him and had a big tan. I had n't really noticed that when I had arrived.

"dada girl alert,"@ devinator commented as I uploaded the inaugural series of motion-picture show of us cooking.

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

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

"Back off, he 's my dad,"I said, glancing at him. He was a handsome guy. He was watching the crybaby cooking on the stove, frying the strip show in the teriyaki sauce we made out of soy sauce, brown sugar, and the pineapple plant juice. hunk of pineapple were in the sauce, too.

"You do n't get between a daddy 's female child and her father, @ naughtyblossom,"@ pussycatlover said. That was Lee, this cute guy that I had hooked up with at the fountain fling dancing during my fourth-year yr of mellow school day 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 poulet on John Brown rice drizzled in more 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 compliments. I was so glad I had come out to facilitate Daddy Captain James Cook. I would avail him cook every meal, just the way a dada 's young woman should. We sat down at the counterpunch to eat, side-by-side on fecal matter. You could stare out at the ocean from here.

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

real hot.

"How was it, pa ?"I asked, our plates nearly clear.

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

Such joy volley 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 initiatory day had gone well. pop and I watched some Netflix—I made him suffer through one of the Netflix pilot teen Romance language movies which were all so cheesy and yet I loved them anyway. We had plenty chocolate ice cream. Then I was feeling jet lagged. I was three hours behind North Carolina and begged off to bed.

I changed into my nightie. I did n't ask to spread out my window since the AC was amazing. I tore off that ugly, brown comforter glad the sheets were boring white beneath, and stretched out on them. I checked my phone one live time.

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

"Oh, yeah, Daddy daughter always dress like sluts around their daddies,"@ antonmax had replied. Anton was a guy that Lily knew."Always dress like cockteases and score their daddies so uncomfortable."

I blushed."Guilty,"I typed."I was wearing jean short circuit and a armoured combat vehicle top all day. poor papa. I was so cute, and he ca n't touch me."

I turned my telephone set off, lay on my pillow, and smiled as I sank down into dream.

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I had to pick the perfect outfit to outwear the next morning. It had to be so teasing. I went with a tight belly shirt that hugged my boob. The cloth was slightly transparent. I should wear a bra with it otherwise you could see my nipples.

But I was a dad 's girl. And we were all cockteases for our poor papa. Just driving them nuts. It was mean of us since our dad could n't adjoin us, but it was what we did. I mean, what girl did n't like a handsome man staring at her ?

And dada was so handsome. I had n't realized that until yesterday. He had those distinguished annex of gray streaking his shadow hair and that fit dead body. Muscular and strong. He beat a lot of the Guy at my school in the ass department, too.

I went with a flirty, pleated wench that I rolled up at the sash twice so that it barely covered my ass. A purple thong hugged my waist, peeking out the spinal column and cupping my pussy. I was so excited for this.

I burst out of the sleeping accommodation and skipped down the hall 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,"ribbing Daddy and preparation Him Breakfast."

The comments were all from the Guy. @ 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 mammilla,"@ nicanica typed.

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

This was so much fun.

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

"the Nazarene, Shanice, what are you wearing ?"he croaked.

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

"This ... You 're ..."He shook his head again, his eye so wide with the shock 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 soundbox against his potent eubstance, and kissed him on the face very near his oral cavity. I could feel him groan and something toilsome gibbosity in his shorts. I fought off my giggles.

Cock-tease successful.

I flounced away from him, my doll flaring up. I hoped he caught a glimpse of my defenseless asscheeks as I rushed to the range and started pouring the battercake mix onto the griddle. He rubbed at his buttock 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 practically,"I typed."Got a big rise out of him."

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

"He did have to excuse himself,"I said, adding a winky face."Poor daddy."

I had plated the battercake by the time Daddy came back. He had a pink soupcon to his cheek and was wearing a pair of jogging boxers. He stared down at my bosom again. I smiled at him, stretching my dorsum and thrusting out my house boobies at him.

"Breakfast is done !"I announced.

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

"What, pappa ?"I asked.

"Uh, arise up and start cookery ?"

"I 'm nineteen,"I said, rolling my eyes."I 'm not a piffling lady friend any longer. I 'm a big young woman now."I bounced on my cad which made other parts of me bounce beneath my tight, sheer top.

My nipples throbbed against the fabric.

We ate breakfast, and I asked daddy to express me around town. He stared at what I was wearing. I knew I would have to exchange before he let me out of the planetary house. There was no pop in the domain who would require others to see his daughter dressed like this.

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

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

We went shopping, of course of instruction. I needed curtain and a quilt. Plus dad bought me these strappy sandals that were just so cute on my feet. I snapped some moving-picture show of that, too. We did some sightseeing, including tam-tam to the fish tank where we got some ice cream. I got vanilla, that was just my deary, and. It was so pleasant-tasting. I"accidentally"forgot I had some on my lips when I snapped a selfie.

I knew it would make me look lovely. So I posted it.

"That looks like your dad 's cum on your look,"@ 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 tingle ran through my pussy. 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 catty vibe. Was Veronica envious my daddy was so good-looking and hers was fat and balding ?

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

"You 've been sucking his peter 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 dad 's cock since I got here ? He was such a hunk.

"papa little girl suck dick all the prison term,"@ machoc said.

My twat clenched as I sat there.

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

"Yeah, pop,"I said, my slit 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 spit caressing over them wishing to lick up the salty cum that would splatter my face. I was n't a fan of giving cock sucking, but he was my daddy.

And I was a pa 's girl.

I should hold been sucking his cock since I got here. It was so bad of me not to. I had to fix that. We arrived at the apartment. pappa got the bags with the new comforter and my curtains out of the proboscis, holding them in his strong arms. We headed into the lift and I could n't help but push against him as we stood there.

I wiggled my rump into his crotch.

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

I chased him."What, dad ?"I asked looking over my shoulder. 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 wrongfulness ?"

"No,"he said, part tight.

I felt him swelling hard. That erection was back. I turned my daddy on. I had to do something about that. I had to fellate his peter and make it all better. Just how a daddy 's missy should take attention of her hunky father. He was so handsome. When did older guys get so sexy ?

When had Daddy ?

God, I was glad that Mom married dumb Peter. She could go boff his brains out wherever. I did n't care. Be a lady of pleasure. I was with daddy. This was where I belonged. I did n't demand to go back home at all. I just needed to wiggle my cute ass into dad 's cock.

"You really should stop 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."

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

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

"Shanice !"he shouted in panic as I came face to case with his boxers tented by his hawkshaw."What the fucking ?"

"You 're unvoiced, pa,"I moaned, my puss on fire. I shoved my hand through the fly of his boxers and pulled him out. He gaped at me."I 'll select care of you. I 'll love you, Daddy."

I swallowed the tip of his dick. He groaned, his look twisting in pleasure. The udder fell from his hand. The elevator doors started to fill up. He cursed and smacked a button. A buzzing alarm rang as his aspect twisted in pleasure.

I nursed on him with hunger. I wanted to give my daddy the sound blowjob in the human beings. He would just cum and cum and cum. He would love every here and now of it. I sucked with passion on his cock, my foreland bobbing, sliding my sass up and down his compact shaft.

"Shanice,"he groaned, his face twisting."ass, this is wrong. You have to stop. You 're my daughter."

I winked at him and kept sucking, my blonde hair spilling around my human face. This was so hot. So exciting. I had my daddy 's cock in my lip. My pussy felt so juicy, my thong struggling to arrest my excitement. My impudence hollowed as I stared up at Daddy.

His grammatical construction twisted in mazed pleasure. He ran a hired hand over his face. His chest rose and fell, grunt echoing through the lift. I suckled on him, nursing with hunger. The racy slurping noises reverberated around us, too.

It was so hot. So naughty. Just what a papa 's fille was supposed to do.

My tongue danced around the tip of his peter. His dick throbbed in my rima oris. He pulsed as I sucked on him. I nursed with hunger on this amazing dick. I loved suckling. nursing. My impertinence hollowed as I worshiped his dick.

"Shit, bullshit, bastard,"he panted."Shanice, you have to stop."

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

humbug 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 pecker with everything that I had. Every troy ounce of heat that was in me. It was incredible to savour. I nursed on him with hunger.

I bobbed my question. I suckled. Slurped. I loved my pa, nursing on him with everything that I had. It was a wonderful sentience to enjoy. His hammer throbbed in my mouth. He pulsed with his heartbeat. I loved the feeling of him.

I bobbed up and down his dick.

I caressed his spongy crown 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 head with every bit of warmth I head. I slid my lips up and down his prick. I nursed up him. His cock throbbed in my mouth. It was so lots fun. My hips wiggled back and Forth, my purulent opinion so juicy.

I would masturbate so hard when I finished. Just have a huge orgasm. A right burst of rapture that would lavish out of my gamy kitty. I suckled with all my passion on his pecker, 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 play. His jizz splashed against the back of my throat. I gulped it down, but there was so much that it overflowed my mouth. It was so scrumptious. Daddy-cum beat out every boy 's spunk I had swallowed.

"Oh, god,"he groaned, his head smacking back into the elevator."Fuck, fuck, fuck !"

I swallowed every drop-off I could. I loved the warmth spilling down my esophagus to my stomach. I groaned, nursing heavily to draw it out. His cock pulsed one finally meter and then he went dry. No more jizz for me to enjoy.

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

With cum dripping down my chin, I put his cock back into his boxers and patted his genital organ. Then I drew up his short circuit 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 sound and took a selfie of me beaming with dad 's cum on my font. I licked it off my lips, and then I rushed to my bedroom to fuck off. On the way, I uploaded it, typing fast.

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

I hit upload and then discard myself on my bed. I hiked my bird and thrust my G-string to the slope. I rubbed at my twat with my properly script, my left holding my sound tight. I groaned, savoring the joy of sliding my fingerbreadth up and down my pussy.

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

That made me rub at my clit harder. My twat clenched. My legs quivered as I whimpered. My breast rose and fell as I rolled my button between my fingers. The pleasure built and built at the naughty comment.

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

I sent him a winky face emoji and then licked up more than of the jizz that remained on my lips. The salty flavor sizzled across my gustation buds.

I exploded.

My orgasms surged through me. The pleasure was unbelievable. It rushed through me so fast as I relived sucking his rooster. The remark were exploding on my phone as I shuddered through my coming. The pleasure was vivid. Amazing. I whimpered and moaned, hitting the tip 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 Daddy 's cock. How flummox it was. How delicious his cum tasted. It was incest, but it was okay. Daddy little girl sucked their Father-God'dicks.

And it was n't ilk papa and I had sex. That old United States President from the 90s or something said oral was n't real sex. So it was n't really incest. I would never do that. What if I got fraught or something ?

But I could take up his shaft all day long.

I must accept dozed for about an hour when a piano rap wrapped my threshold."Honey, we have to talk."

"Mmm, come in,"I said, forgetting that my bird was pulled up and my G-string askew.

pop took a step in and froze. He was staring right between my legs. I shuddered and realized he was seeing my pussy. Well, I was a teasing daddy 's girl so I just casually slid off my bed and stood up. I stretched.

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

"We have to babble about what you did in the elevator,"he said, looking so uncomfortable.

"Oh, did you want me to blow you again ?"I asked, seeing him getting hard from my accidental snatch blink of an eye."No problem, Daddy."

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

There was something so sexy about being on my knees before my pop and nursing on his cock. I sucked so voiceless. I loved him. And he rewarded me with his passion. His salty seminal fluid jetted into my mouth. 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 deal ? It 's just a cock sucking from your cute daughter."I smiled."I mean, I do make you severely, so it 's only bonnie that I 'm the one who takes attention of you."

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

I went to Instagram. My in conclusion"ice cream"pic had blown up. There were so many comments about how I sucked my daddy 's hammer and was a whore. A slut. I shuddered as I read them. Lily and Veronica were not glad with me.

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

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

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

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

"dada young woman are all into incest,"@ machoc typed."They all want to screw their dada. A true papa female child will get her daddy 's cock in her pussy as soon as possible. And you 're a true pop 's girl, are n't you, @ shanicutie."

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

"I am a pappa 's missy !"I said."I 'll rise it !"

"Yeah, you 're going to go ride your daddy 's cock 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 jounce, she blocked me. wellspring, I did n't care. I had my dad 's cock to ride tonight.

It had to be utter. At night. But it was n't night yet.

I hummed as I set about cookery dinner. Dad was working in his cogitation. He had to make the money. I got that. So I was cooking him just a wonderful meal. He had some swell pork chop on the fridge. I hummed as I cooked, grilling them with sliced Malus pumila to throw them a nifty tidy sum of flavor.

I called out to daddy that dinner was ready. He wanted to eat in his office, so I dropped it off. I used leftover Rice to relieve oneself some fried Timothy Miles Bindon Rice to go with it, full of dice vegetables. He was yarn-dye but stayed tucked into his desk for some reason.

What, did he call up I was going to soak up his putz ? It was dinner time.

I watched some Netflix and ate my dinner then cleaned the kitchen. Then I set about my architectural plan. I rushed to my bedroom and dug through my bag to find the perfect nightie I had packed. It was a lilac-colored joy that fell down to just below my rump. It had opaque cloth cupping her breasts and then the transparent textile that fell down my belly.

It was perfective tense. I took a pic."Ready for bed !"

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

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

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

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

I tossed my phone on my bed. dad had gone to bed, so this was it. This was my luck to get his tool in me. To ride his daddy prick. I was so wet and eagre for it. Just so ready to feel his big cock sliding into my pussy. It would be fantastic.

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

Perfect.

I opened the door with care, wincing as the hinge squeaked for a moment. The hallway light fell on his sleeping form. He wore only his boxers, the Same ones he 'd had on all day. He had a hairy chest, his brawn defined and perfect. I shuddered at this wonderful passion that surged through me. I smiled and padded into the room.

My breasts jiggled in my nightie. The textile rustled around my second joint. It was so hot. I shivered and came closer and closer to him. A shiver raced through my body. I bit my turn down lip, my cunt utterly on fire.

I crawled onto the bed, so aware of his external respiration. What if he woke up and plain me out ? He probably thought it was wrong for girl to fuck their male parent. It normally would be, being incest and all, but I was a papa 's girlfriend. We were special. We loved our fathers and wanted to draw them happy. To delight them in any way we could.

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

This was the best.

My work force stroked up his thighs. I caressed his muscled flesh. My pussy clenched as the warmth grew and grew. More unfreeze rivulet of juice ran down my stage. I shuddered as my fingers reached his boxershorts. I stroked over the cloth and found his cock.

He was half-hard.

I licked my back talk and drew him out. I ducked my head word down, my blond hair spilling around my cheek. I licked at his shaft. I slid my tongue up and up his shaft. I caressed him. I loved the feel of him against my tongue. I reached the elevation and flicked my natural language across the tip of his cock. I gathered up the beads of precum with the tip of my tongue.

The look spilled across my taste buds. It was such a delicacy to have for the tertiary time. His cock throbbed in my bridge player. I stroked him heavily as I danced my tongue around his cock. I swirled about him, teasing him, loving him.

He groaned, his brass twisting in warmth. It was such a delicacy to watch. I loved it as my glossa slid over his puss again. He shifted in his sleep, his dick nearly at its full cinch. My daddy had a big cock. I ca n't trust Mom dumped him. He was amazing.

Well, I was here for him. I would n't floor him. I was his girl.

I rose up and straddled him. I grabbed his prick and rubbed it against my kitty-cat lip. I slid it back and Forth, loving how he groaned in his eternal rest. My shave flesh quivered. I rubbed him against my clit, sparks flaring.

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

"Shanice,"he muttered.

"Mmm, I have a special delicacy for you, Daddy,"I purred, sliding his cock right to the entrance of my slit. If only I had been a virgin for him instead of giving it up to the son at schooltime for the survive year."My pussy, Daddy."

"Shanice,"he groaned again and his optic opened. Then he gasped in shock."Shanice !"

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

He gasped and I groaned as my pussy backtalk slid over his manly pecker. Just like my sassing had earlier, my cunt engulfed his cock. I took in after inch of him. My back arched and breasts quivered as I swallowed more and Sir Thomas More of his dick. He reached into me. He speared into my deepness until he nuzzled against my cervix.

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

"Amazing !"I moaned and flexed my thighs.

My nightie swayed about my soundbox, my breasts jiggling beneath it, as I slid up his cock. His big dick throbbed in my twat. That amazing tool filled it up. I groaned as I slid up him, my pussy clinging to his spear. The detrition was unbelievable. I reached the top as he gasped, his back arching. His hands grabbed my hips.

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

I impaled my pussy down his hammer and moaned,"No, papa, it 's not ! I 'm your daughter. Daddy 's girls can fuck their founder. Mmm, it 's okay. We can enjoy it !"

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

"I know !"I moaned, working my kitty up and down his stopcock."But that 's okey. I 'm your girl. I love you, dad. I want to please you. Satiate 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 custody gripped my pelvic arch. He lifted me up like he was trying to pull me off his shaft.

But I impaled my slit down him. For a bit, he held me in billet, keeping me from slamming down his girth. I gasped and squirmed. He moaned, his eyes wild. His custody tightened, but then he lost the conflict. My pussy slammed down his cock.

"Fuck !"he groaned.

"pop !"I gasped in delight.

I worked my pussy up his pecker again. I slid up him and swirled my pelvic girdle. I danced my twat around his shaft, loving stirring him up. It was amazing to razz my daddy 's pecker. I plunged down him, my plane pussy lips and button rubbing into his wiry President Bush. Sparks flared.

My snatch gripped his tool as I slid up him. The friction was vivid and delicious. It was amazing to live. I loved every second gear 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 pussy look amazing. And your pecker is awesome. You 're going to realize me cum sooooooo hard, pa !"

I smiled down at him as I slammed my cunt down his peter. I took him to the hilt again and again. His hands stroked up my hips, sliding the silk textile of my nightdress over my skin. My chest bounced and jiggled as his touching came closer and closer to them.

His helping hand slid over my titties. He squeezed them. My papa groped my titties and made me feel so risque. I groaned, my puss clenching down on his shaft as he massaged my tits. He worked his digit into them, my nipple throbbing and aching.

I groaned out my delight, slamming my cock down his dick. This amazing pleasure blazed through my body. My back arched as the transport surged through me. I gripped his light beam. I held him tight. My hip danced from English to side.

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

"Shanice,"he groaned, his face twisting in pleasure as he squeezed my breasts through the nightie, my pap throbbing.

"Mmm, just say it, dad,"I moaned, slamming my bitch down his cock."Say how much you love my pussy."

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

"Of course you do !"I squealed."It 's an get kitty. It 's just the honorable. Ooh, yes, yes, and my knocker. Do you eff my titty ?"

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

I shuddered, my cunt on ardour as I worked my pussycat up and down his dick. Such joy surged through me. dada loved my eubstance. It was amazing. I savored it. This was the unspoilt thing in the world. I shuddered, my snatch squeezing down on his pecker. It was awesome.

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

He groaned and then he shoved the fabric over my tits. I thrust my arms up in the air so he could pull it over my straits. My breast spilled out, bouncing as I squirmed, impaled on his cock. His dick rubbed against my uterine cervix.

He was so big and thick.

I threw my nightie to the side. I groaned as he grabbed my naked breast. He squeezed them with his strong script. I groaned, my cunt clenching over that amazing flesh. I slammed my pussy down him. I worked my bitch up and down his dick, savoring every present moment of riding him. Fucking him. This was the proficient delight in the world.

His thumbs rubbed at my nipple. I gasped as my dada massaged those. My pussy clenched down on his dick. This was so awing. So amazing. I quivered in excitement. I shuddered, working my cunt up and down his shaft.

"Daddy ! Daddy !"I moaned.

"Shanice !"he groaned.

"Do you sleep with me, Daddy ?"I moaned.

"I do,"he panted, his fingers pinching my pap.

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

I rode him as fast as I could. My second joint flexed as I slid my pussy up and down his cock. This amazing joy surged through my trunk. It was awe-inspiring. I groaned, the incestuous clash that blazed in my pussy brought me finisher and unaired to my climax.

My blonde hair danced around my shoulder joint. I whimpered and moaned, the pleasance swelling in me. I squeezed my pussy around his dick, so aegir for that tabu blissfulness to break open in me. I groaned, coming closer and closer to climaxing on his baffle cock.

"Daddy !"I whimpered.

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

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

My clit pressed into his wiry George Herbert Walker Bush. His Robert Curl caressed my bare pussy sassing while his cinch massaged every inch of my juicy pussy. The delight swirled through me. They swelled my climax. The pressure grew too much.

I exploded.

Rapturous bliss rushed out of my pussy. A mighty stupor Wave of ecstasy rippled through me and slammed into my mind. I groaned, sparks flaring across my vision. I bucked and groaned, my pussycat going wild from the pleasure of this moment. My pap jiggled in his squeezing grip.

"Oh, papa, cum in me !"I begged."blast all that jizz in me. Just oversupply me. buck it in me. I need it, dad. I need your germ in me !"

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

His cum fired into my pussycat. Hot jet of jizz splashed against my cervix. Pleasure slammed into my mind. enceinte outburst of sparks showered over my persuasion. It sizzled in me, so hot and delicious. It was unbelievable to love. I quivered on pa 's cock.

I came again.

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

My naughty cunt rippled and writhed around his cock. I worked out that wondrous jizz. It spilled into my snatch. I shuddered, my cunt rippling around his dick. He grunted and groaned, firing blast after bang 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 climax. I hovered there at the very height of ecstasy and then slumped forward into his arms. I shuddered and whimpered, rubbing my boob into his chest.

"Daddy,"I moaned and then kissed him.

He kissed me back. It was the well-chosen second of my life. I was held in my dad 's arms, his cock softening in my pussy brimming in his seed. My boob rubbed into his chest. mammilla throbbed with my excitement.

I fell asleep in his branch, so happy.

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

To be continued ...