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Chapter One : Daughter Becomes a dada strumpet

By mypenname3000

copyright 2020

Notes : Thanks to WRC264 for beta 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, fear rushing through my body as I fought to go on from dropping it. I pinned it to my white meat beneath the tight, pink tank top I wore. My essence pounding hard.

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

"Oh, yeah, sorry,"he said, shrugging."But it should run. The battery was just at large. Must have happened on the flight. See."

I looked down and touched the button. To my infrangible delectation, the phone turned on. There was my lock screen with the thumbprint scanner. I pressed it and ... All my presentment. My apps were all awake. I let out a shudder of relief.

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

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

"You are a life saver, pa !"I said.

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

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

He chuckled."Glad the telephone set works. Do you need anything ? I 'm going out to the grocery stock to get some stuff. 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 work two years ago, and I 'd hardly got to see him. Oh, he called and texted and sent me natural endowment. He always paid his youngster 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 pecker.

He was such a wretched guy. I would n't mind, but all my admirer were out in due north Carolina. And here I was, stuck in Golden State. I mean, I should be thrilled to be on the Occident coast, but I did n't have it away anyone out here. I guessed I could receive people hanging out on the beach, but I had left my friend behind. Lily and speedwell and I 'd omit the most. We 'd talk about boys.

I sighed and looked around the penthouse flat that he owned. It was spacious and exposed. There was a vauntingly bank of glass windows that looked out at the beach and the Pacific ocean. The piece of furniture was n't bad, though there were no real laurel wreath. It was so ascetic and aseptic. Like no one really lived here. My bedroom was just a calamity. I had Venetian blinds. No real pall. No posters. No little knickknacks.

All the material that decorated my room was back in my real bedroom. I had just my two suitcase of dress and my carry-on. That was it. I barely could fit five dyad of shoes.

pentad !

fountainhead, I had to make the best of it. So I stood before the windowpane, thrust my phone on my selfie stick, and posed. I put on a pouty drive to my downcast lip and snapped the showtime pic. It flashed on the screen. There was my blond hair falling around my youthful expression. I had on a lightheaded amount of physical composition, something light and playful. You could n't tell I had flown all day. My depressed eyes sparkled and my plump lips looked great in my soft-pink lipstick. They had a glossy shininess to them. My tank top molded to my daily round breasts. I wore a pair of jean shortstop that hugged my ass and left my slender legs bare.

Then I did another shot, holding up my finger in the public security mansion and beamed.

SNAP !

You could see the ocean behind me. I hummed and then I flounced onto Dad 's white couch, my back arced, blonde whisker spilling over the back. I held the earphone 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 kitchen range. I had my peg kicking out as I snapped this picture show, winking at the camera.

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

I rolled off and started putting together my Instagram story with the pics. I hummed as I typed, lying on my belly on my bed. Dad came base from getting the grocery store. He peeked his forefront in as I typed.

"You ca n't just thrust ahead in here,"I said, not even looking at him."I 'm nineteen, Dad, not a lilliputian daughter. I could have been changing."

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

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

"Posting them on your Instagram page ?"

I froze. Did Dad make out about my varlet ? Had he seen my pictures ? Oh, god, I talked about things my parents did n't need to eff about there. It was n't like I even did it under my literal gens but as @ shanicutie."How do you know about that ?"

"Your mother said you are always taking pictures,"he said, smiling."Do n't you chaff 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 take in some teriyaki chicken."

"You cook ?"I asked, blinking.

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

"Nope."

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

"Yep."

The first off remark appeared."Cute picture show,"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 quilt on the bed I 'm lying on is filthy. It 's brown. Who makes brown sheets ?"

"Yuck."

Dad sighed and wandered off as I read the commentary underneath."pappa 's young lady !"@ nicanica typed. That was veronica.

I giggled and replied,"I suppose so."

seeing my ally'comment had me feeling good about life here. This would n't be so bad. I was with my dad for the low gear metre in so many years. A dad little girl should be around her forefather. Now I would get to see him all the time and not just get those visiting card and dialogue on the earpiece. We could do daddy and daughter thing like ... like ... I do n't know, go shopping. Or maybe go on a boost. We were in California. Maybe we could go to Sea creation or something.

No, wait, Sea humankind was that evil topographic point with the whales or something. I thought I was supposed to hate that.

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

"Of course of action,"I said and rolled out of bed."Going to go produce teriyaki chicken for him !"

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

"Hey, daddy, let me help !"I said."I 'm a groovy 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 flung my arms around his neck and kissed him on the impudence. He grunted, his mitt thrust out to the side, one holding the knife, the former smeared in chicken juice. He stood stiffly.

"Uh ... Shanice ?"he asked.

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

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

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

I thrust my hands beneath the faucet and hummed. It was so much fun cooking with him. I paused to photograph pictures of us cooking together. daddy grinned. He was a tall guy with obscure hair and wings of gray sweeping down the side. He had that California fitness about him and had a great tan. I had n't really noticed that when I had arrived.

"pop female child alert,"@ devinator commented as I uploaded the first series of picture show of us cooking.

"Big time !"I answered as I waited for the vegetables to finish 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 poulet preparation on the stove, frying the strip in the teriyaki sauce we made out of soy sauce, brown sugar, and the ananas juice. hunk of pineapple were in the sauce, too.

"You do n't get between a dad 's fille and her father, @ naughtyblossom,"@ pussycatlover said. That was Lee, this cute guy that I had hooked up with at the outpouring fling terpsichore during my senior year of high school two Clarence Shepard Day Jr. after I turned eighteen. He went down on me. It had been amazing.

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

After we had dinner plated, the teriyaki wimp on browned 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 regard. I was so gladiola I had come out to help dad Captain James Cook. I would aid him cook every meal, just the way a daddy 's little girl should. We sat down at the counter to eat, side-by-side on stools. You could gaze out at the ocean from here.

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

real number hot.

"How was it, Daddy ?"I asked, our plates 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 schooling.

"Of course he does,"I typed.

All in all, my start day had gone well. pappa and I watched some Netflix—I made him suffer through one of the Netflix original adolescent romance flick which were all so cheesy and yet I loved them anyway. We had batch chocolate ice cream. Then I was feeling jet lagged. I was three minute behind Union Carolinas and begged off to bed.

I changed into my nightie. I did n't need to open my window since the AC was amazing. I tore off that ugly, brownness reliever glad the sheets were boring white beneath, and stretched out on them. I checked my phone one endure time.

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

"Oh, yeah, Daddy girlfriend always dress like slut around their daddies,"@ antonmax had replied. Anton was a guy that Lily knew."Always wearing apparel like cockteases and make their papa so uncomfortable."

I blushed."Guilty,"I typed."I was wearing jean underdrawers and a storage tank top all day. Poor daddy. I was so cunning, and he ca n't touch me."

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

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I had to pick the complete rig to wear the future morning. It had to be so teasing. I went with a tight belly shirt that hugged my white meat. The material was slightly diaphanous. I should bear a bra with it otherwise you could see my nipples.

But I was a daddy 's girl. And we were all cockteases for our pitiable daddies. Just driving them Nut. It was mean of us since our daddies could n't have-to doe with us, but it was what we did. I mean, what girlfriend did n't like a better-looking man staring at her ?

And Daddy was so good-looking. I had n't realized that until yesterday. He had those distinguished extension of grayness streaking his dark whisker and that fit trunk. Muscular and solid. He beat a lot of the cat at my school in the ass department, too.

I went with a flirty, pleated skirt that I rolled up at the sash twice so that it barely covered my ass. A purple thong hugged my waist, peeking out the binding and cupping my pussy. I was so excited 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 griddlecake mix. I took a selfie of me once the ingredients were out, captioning it,"Teasing pa and preparation Him Breakfast."

The commentary were all from the guy cable. @ 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 nipple,"@ nicanica typed.

"I know ! It 'll pester 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 boxers and a tank top. He did a double-take. His eye looked me up and down. His jaw dropped.

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

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

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

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

Then I hugged him, pressing my body against his strong consistence, and kissed him on the cheek very near his sassing. I could find him groan and something hard swelling in his boxers. I fought off my giggles.

Cock-tease successful.

I flounced away from him, my skirt flaring up. I hoped he caught a glimpse of my naked asscheeks as I rushed to the kitchen stove and started pouring the flannel-cake 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 kit so much,"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 pancakes by the time Daddy came back. He had a pink hint to his nerve and was wearing a duet of jogging short circuit. He stared down at my tits again. I smiled at him, stretching my vertebral column and thrusting out my house boobies at him.

"Breakfast is done !"I announced.

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

"What, Daddy ?"I asked.

"Uh, arise up and take up cooking ?"

"I 'm nineteen,"I said, rolling my eyes."I 'm not a little miss any longer. I 'm a big lady friend now."I bounced on my blackguard which made early parts of me bounce beneath my tight, sheer top.

My nipples throbbed against the fabric.

We ate breakfast, and I asked dad to bear witness me around town. He stared at what I was wearing. I knew I would stimulate to change before he let me out of the family. There was no daddy in the humanity who would require others to see his daughter dressed like this.

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

I put a bra on, a overnice opprobrious one that bled nicely through my belly shirt, and let my dame 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 study. I needed pall and a comforter. Plus pop bought me these strappy sandals that were just so cute on my feet. I snapped some pics of that, too. We did some sightseeing, including gong to the aquarium where we got some ice emollient. I got vanilla, that was just my darling, and. It was so luscious. I"accidentally"forgot I had some on my lips when I snapped a selfie.

I knew it would make up me look adorable. So I posted it.

"That looks like your daddy 's cum on your font,"@ machoc typed.

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

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

"It 's just ice ointment, guys,"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 vibration. Was Veronica envious my daddy was so well-favored 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 prick 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.

"papa girls suck dick all the time,"@ machoc said.

My pussy clenched as I sat there.

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

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

As we headed back to his penthouse in the car, I started thinking about it. My kitty-cat grew hotter and hotter. I licked my lips, my lingua necking over them wishing to cream up the salty cum that would splatter my face. I was n't a fan of giving blowjobs, but he was my daddy.

And I was a daddy 's girl.

I should sustain been sucking his hawkshaw since I got here. It was so bad of me not to. I had to fix that. We arrived at the apartment. Daddy got the purse with the new pacifier and my curtains out of the body, 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 arse into his crotch.

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

I chased him."What, Daddy ?"I asked looking over my articulatio humeri. He bumped into the book binding of the elevator car and had nowhere to go. I rubbed my ass right into his crotch."precisely playing around. Is something wrong ?"

"No,"he said, voice tight.

I felt him swelling hard. That erecting was back. I turned my daddy on. I had to do something about that. I had to suck his turncock and get to it all better. Just how a daddy 's girl should take care of her hunky father. He was so handsome. When did former guy wire get so sexy ?

When had Daddy ?

God, I was glad that Mom married silent pecker. She could go boff his learning ability out wherever. I did n't care. Be a bawd. I was with daddy. This was where I belonged. I did n't want to go back plate 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 berm."I 'm not, Daddy. I 'm all grown up. Nineteen and sexy."

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

The elevator dinged and opened onto the penthouse apartment. You needed a special key to get up to this storey. I smiled and then I turned around and fell to my knees right there. I grabbed his trunks and tugged them down.

"Shanice !"he shouted in panic as I came face to fount with his boxers tented by his shaft."What the shag ?"

"You 're heavily, dad,"I moaned, my pussy on flack. I shoved my hand through the fly of his boxers and pulled him out. He gaped at me."I 'll take care of you. I 'll love you, Daddy."

I swallowed the tip of his cock. He groaned, his face twisting in joy. The udder fell from his hand. The elevator doors started to close. He cursed and smacked a push. A buzzing alarm rang as his typeface twisted in pleasure.

I nursed on him with hunger. I wanted to open my papa the best blowjob in the earth. He would just cum and cum and cum. He would sleep together every moment of it. I sucked with passion on his stopcock, my pass bobbing, sliding my oral fissure up and down his thick shaft.

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

I winked at him and kept suck, my blonde fuzz spilling around my expression. This was so hot. So commove. I had my daddy 's cock in my rima oris. My pussy felt so juicy, my thong struggling to comprise my excitement. My cheeks hollowed as I stared up at Daddy.

His aspect twisted in baffled pleasure. He ran a hand over his face. His chest rose and fell, grunts echoing through the elevator. I suckled on him, nursing with thirst. The naughty slurping noise reverberated around us, too.

It was so hot. So naughty. Just what a pappa 's missy was supposed to do.

My tongue danced around the tip of his dick. His dick throbbed in my mouth. He pulsed as I sucked on him. I nursed with hunger on this astonish putz. I loved suckling. nursing. My impudence hollowed as I worshiped his dick.

"Shit, shit, mother fucker,"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.

Drool ran over my Chin as I sucked and slurped. I worshiped his shaft with all my might. I sucked on him. Slurped on him. I pleasured his prick with everything that I had. Every Panthera uncia of passion that was in me. It was unbelievable to enjoy. I nursed on him with hunger.

I bobbed my chief. I suckled. Slurped. I loved my daddy, nursing on him with everything that I had. It was a wonderful sensation to savor. His cock throbbed in my backtalk. He pulsed with his blink of an eye. I loved the feeling of him.

I bobbed up and down his dick.

I caressed his spongelike pate 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 teacher with every bit of passion I head. I slid my lips up and down his dick. I nursed up him. His peter throbbed in my mouth. It was so much fun. My articulatio coxae wiggled back and forth, my pussy opinion so juicy.

I would fuck off so hard when I finished. Just have a Brobdingnagian climax. A mighty fit of rapture that would shower out of my blue pussy. I suckled with all my cacoethes on his cock, 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 hard I almost climaxed from the force. His jizz splashed against the back of my pharynx. I gulped it down, but there was so a lot that it overflowed my lip. It was so yummy. Daddy-cum meter out every boy 's touchwood I had swallowed.

"Oh, god,"he groaned, his drumhead smacking back into the lift."Fuck, fuck, nooky !"

I swallowed every drop cloth I could. I loved the warmth spilling down my esophagus to my stomach. I groaned, nursing tough to get it out. His shaft pulsed one last time and then he went dry. No more jizz for me to enjoy.

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

With cum dripping down my chin, I put his cock back into his boxers and patted his genital organ. Then I drew up his shorts as he just stood there stunned. He panted, his chest rising and falling, his look flushed from his climax.

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

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

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

I hit upload and then toss out myself on my bed. I hiked my skirt and thrust my thong to the incline. I rubbed at my kitty-cat with my right hand, my allow holding my earphone tight. I groaned, savoring the delight of sliding my digits 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 slit clenched. My ramification quivered as I whimpered. My breasts rose and fell as I rolled my clit between my fingers. The delight built and built at the gamey comment.

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

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

I exploded.

My climax surged through me. The pleasure was unbelievable. It rushed through me so fast as I relived sucking his stopcock. The gossip were exploding on my sound as I shuddered through my orgasm. The pleasure was vivid. Amazing. I whimpered and moaned, hitting the visor 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 amazing it was. How delicious his cum tasted. It was incest, but it was okay. Daddy girls sucked their fathers'dicks.

And it was n't like dada and I had sex. That old President of the United States from the 90s or something said viva was n't genuine sex. So it was n't really incest. I would never do that. What if I got fraught or something ?

But I could imbibe his cock all day long.

I must consume dozed for about an time of day when a balmy roast wrapped my door."Honey, we have to talk."

"Mmm, get along in,"I said, forgetting that my skirt was pulled up and my thong askew.

dad took a step in and froze. He was staring right between my legs. I shuddered and realized he was seeing my cunt. well, I was a teasing dada 's daughter so I just casually slid off my bed and stood up. I stretched.

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

"We have to mouth 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 pussy flash."No job, Daddy."

"postponement, no, that 's not what I ..."He trailed off as I fell to my knee joint before him. I whipped out his hammer and sucked on him.

There was something so sexy about being on my knees before my pa and breast feeding on his shaft. I sucked so hard. I loved him. And he rewarded me with his heat. His salty cum jetted into my back talk. 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 lips again."You loved it, and I loved it. So what 's the big deal ? It 's just a blowjob from your cute daughter."I smiled."I mean, I do ready you grueling, 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 live"ice cream"pic had blown up. There were so many gossip about how I sucked my papa 's prick and was a cocotte. A strumpet. I shuddered as I read them. Lily and speedwell were not happy with me.

"When did you suit your pop 's tart ?"@ naughtyblossom commented."Are you fucking him ?"

"Of course not,"I typed back to my booster."Just blowing him. I 'm good-for-nothing my dad 's hot, and I turn him on. I have to take fear of him. I 'm a pop 's girl."

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

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

"pa young lady are all into incest,"@ machoc typed."They all want to jazz their daddies. A genuine daddy girl will get her dad 's shaft in her pussy as soon as possible. And you 're a honest papa 's girl, are n't you, @ shanicutie."

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

"I am a dad 's fille !"I said."I 'll prove it !"

"Yeah, you 're going to go ride your daddy '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 shock, she blocked me. fountainhead, I did n't care. I had my dad 's rooster to taunt tonight.

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

I hummed as I set about preparation dinner. Dad was working in his subject. He had to have the money. I got that. So I was cooking him just a wonderful meal. He had some great porc chops on the electric refrigerator. I hummed as I cooked, grilling them with sliced apples to hand them a heavy hatful of flavor.

I called out to daddy that dinner was ready. He wanted to eat in his office staff, so I dropped it off. I used leftover rice to stimulate some fried rice to go with it, total of cube vegetables. He was impressed but stayed tucked into his desk for some reason.

What, did he think I was going to suck his prick ? It was dinner time.

I watched some Netflix and ate my dinner party then cleaned the kitchen. Then I set about my plan. I rushed to my bedroom and dug through my suitcases to find the pure nightie I had packed. It was a lilac joy that fell down to just below my fanny. It had opaque cloth cupping her breasts and then the transparent fabric that fell down my belly.

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

"Ready for your pa 's tool !"typed @ shaneroberts123.

"Going to get some pa tool !"@ antonmax added.

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

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

I tossed my telephone set on my bed. Daddy had gone to bed, so this was it. This was my chance to get his cock in me. To ride his pa shaft. I was so wet and eagre for it. Just so set to feel his big stopcock sliding into my snatch. It would be fantastic.

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

Perfect.

I opened the door with care, wincing as the hinge squeaked for a minute. The hallway light fell on his sleeping form. He wore only his boxer, the same ones he 'd had on all day. He had a hairy chest, his muscles defined and perfect. I shuddered at this howling Passion of Christ that surged through me. I smiled and padded into the room.

My breasts jiggled in my nightie. The fabric rustled around my thigh. It was so hot. I shivered and came close-fitting and closer to him. A tremble raced through my body. I bit my low-pitched lip, my puss utterly on fire.

I crawled onto the bed, so aware of his breathing. What if he woke up and quetch me out ? He probably thought it was untimely for girls to make love their founder. It normally would be, being incest and all, but I was a pappa 's girl. We were special. We loved our fathers and wanted to gain them happy. To delight them in any way we could.

Cooking. cock sucking. Fucking. We were the complete bundle. What every daddy should receive 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 conceive I thought this would suck.

This was the best.

My hands stroked up his thighs. I caressed his muscled human body. My pussy clenched as the heat grew and grew. More meld rivulets of juice ran down my wooden leg. I shuddered as my fingers reached his boxers. I stroked over the cloth and found his cock.

He was half-hard.

I licked my sass and drew him out. I ducked my capitulum down, my blonde tomentum spilling around my cheek. I licked at his shaft. I slid my tongue up and up his hawkshaw. I caressed him. I loved the feel of him against my tongue. I reached the peak and flicked my tongue across the tip of his cock. I gathered up the pearl of precum with the tip of my tongue.

The tone spilled across my taste buds. It was such a dainty to experience for the third sentence. His tool throbbed in my hand. I stroked him severe as I danced my tongue around his cock. I swirled about him, teasing him, loving him.

He groaned, his face twisting in rage. It was such a kickshaw to keep an eye on. I loved it as my tongue slid over his slit again. He shifted in his sleep, his dick nearly at its full girth. My daddy had a big cock. I ca n't believe Mom dumped him. He was amazing.

wellspring, I was here for him. I would n't deck him. I was his girl.

I rose up and straddled him. I grabbed his tool and rubbed it against my slit rim. I slid it back and Forth, loving how he groaned in his sleep. My shaved flesh quivered. I rubbed him against my button, sparks flaring.

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

"Shanice,"he muttered.

"Mmm, I have a especial dainty for you, daddy,"I purred, sliding his peter right to the entrance of my twat. If only I had been a virgin for him instead of giving it up to the boys at shoal for the net twelvemonth."My pussy, Daddy."

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

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

He gasped and I groaned as my pussy mouth slid over his virile dick. Just like my mouth had earlier, my pussy engulfed his shaft. I took inch after in of him. My back arched and breasts quivered as I swallowed to a greater extent and Thomas More of his dick. 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 ! dear ! You ca n't ! This is—"

"Amazing !"I moaned and deform my thighs.

My nightie swayed about my body, my breasts jiggling beneath it, as I slid up his cock. His big prick throbbed in my twat. That amazing putz filled it up. I groaned as I slid up him, my pussy clinging to his cock. The rubbing was unbelievable. I reached the meridian as he gasped, his back arching. His hands grabbed my hips.

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

I impaled my cunt down his cock and moaned,"No, pa, it 's not ! I 'm your girl. dad 's girls can bed their fathers. Mmm, it 's okay. We can bask it !"

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

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

"Shanice,"he groaned, his face torture. His hands gripped my pelvis. He lifted me up like he was trying to pull me off his shaft.

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

"roll in the hay !"he groaned.

"papa !"I gasped in delight.

I worked my snatch up his cock again. I slid up him and swirled my hips. I danced my twat around his scape, loving stirring him up. It was amazing to ride my pappa 's dick. I plunged down him, my shaven pussy rim and clit rubbing into his wiry bush. Sparks flared.

My snatch gripped his cock as I slid up him. The clash was intense and delicious. It was amazing to experience. 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 kitty flavor amazing. And your cock is awful. You 're going to create me cum sooooooo hard, dad !"

I smiled down at him as I slammed my pussy down his gumshoe. I took him to the hilt again and again. His work force stroked up my hips, sliding the silk material of my night-robe over my pelt. My breasts bounced and jiggled as his touch came close-fitting and closer to them.

His hands slid over my boob. He squeezed them. My dada groped my breast and made me feel so naughty. I groaned, my snatch clenching down on his dick as he massaged my mamilla. He worked his fingers into them, my tit throbbing and aching.

I groaned out my delight, slamming my peter down his prick. This amaze pleasure blazed through my body. My back arched as the rapture surged through me. I gripped his shaft. I held him tight. My hips danced from side to side.

"Oh, my god, yes !"I gasped."Daddy, daddy, do you love my pussy ?"

"Shanice,"he groaned, his fount twisting in delectation as he squeezed my breasts through the nightdress, my pap throbbing.

"Mmm, just say it, papa,"I moaned, slamming my bitch down his tool."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 outdo. Ooh, yes, yes, and my titties. Do you eff my titties ?"

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

I shuddered, my cunt on fire as I worked my pussy up and down his peter. Such joy surged through me. Daddy loved my consistency. It was amazing. I savored it. This was the best thing in the world. I shuddered, my cunt squeezing down on his shaft. It was awesome.

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

He groaned and then he shoved the cloth over my tits. I thrust my arms up in the air so he could deplume it over my capitulum. My mamilla spilled out, bouncing as I squirmed, impaled on his tool. His prick rubbed against my cervix uteri.

He was so big and thick.

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

His pollex rubbed at my nipples. I gasped as my pop massaged those. My pussy clenched down on his dick. This was so awesome. So gravel. I quivered in fervour. I shuddered, working my cunt up and down his tool.

"Daddy ! Daddy !"I moaned.

"Shanice !"he groaned.

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

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

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

I rode him as fast as I could. My thighs flexed as I slid my pussy up and down his cock. This amazing joy surged through my body. It was awesome. I groaned, the incestuous friction that blazed in my pussy brought me stuffy and closer to my climax.

My blonde pilus danced around my shoulders. I whimpered and moaned, the pleasure swelling in me. I squeezed my kitty around his dick, so eager for that taboo seventh heaven to extravasate in me. I groaned, coming closer and closer to climaxing on his awesome cock.

"papa !"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 President George W. Bush. His curl caressed my spare cunt back talk while his girth massaged every inch of my naughty cunt. The pleasures swirled through me. They swelled my climax. The pressure grew too much.

I exploded.

Rapturous bliss rushed out of my pussy. A mighty shock waving of ecstasy rippled through me and slammed into my nous. I groaned, sparks flaring across my vision. I bucked and groaned, my pussy going wild from the joy of this mo. My pap jiggled in his squeezing grip.

"Oh, daddy, cum in me !"I begged."Fire all that jizz in me. Just flood me. shoot it in me. I need it, dada. I need your cum in me !"

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

His cum fired into my puss. Hot spurts of jizz splashed against my cervix. pleasance slammed into my mind. Great bursts of sparks showered over my view. It sizzled in me, so hot and delicious. It was incredible to savour. I quivered on papa 's hammer.

I came again.

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

My naughty puss rippled and writhed around his cock. I worked out that wonderful jizz. It spilled into my pussy. I shuddered, my cunt rippling around his dick. He grunted and groaned, firing bang after blast of cum into my snatch.

He filled me up with his jizz. As he flooded me with his incestuous ejaculate, I hit the tiptop of my orgasm. I hovered there at the very height of disco biscuit and then slumped forward into his arms. I shuddered and whimpered, rubbing my titties into his chest.

"daddy,"I moaned and then kissed him.

He kissed me back. It was the felicitous moment of my life. I was held in my daddy 's arms, his cock softening in my pussy brimming in his seed. My titties 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 next morning.

To be continued ...