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Chapter One : girl Becomes a Daddy adulteress

By mypenname3000

right of first publication 2020

musical note : Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this !

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

I gasped and scrambled to captivate it. My hands grabbed the iPhone rose-hued Al guinea pig. I fumbled, fear rushing through my body as I fought to keep back 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, sorry,"he said, shrugging."But it should work. The bombardment was just informal. Must have happened on the flight of steps. See."

I looked down and touched the clit. To my inviolable joy, the phone turned on. There was my whorl silver screen 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 anger at him for throwing the phone melting away. It worked. My biography was n't over.

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

"You are a life history saver, daddy !"I said.

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

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

He chuckled."gladiola the phone works. Do you need anything ? I 'm going out to the grocery stock to get some stuff. Want to add up ?"

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."

"okeh,"he said, smiling at me."I 'm sword lily you 're staying with me, Shanice."

"Yeah,"I lied.

My parents were divorced. Had been since I was ten. Dad had moved to the Rebecca West sea-coast for work two eld ago, and I 'd hardly got to see him. Oh, he called and texted and sent me talent. He always paid his child 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 wretched guy. I would n't mind, but all my booster were out in Union Carolina. And here I was, stuck in California. I mean, I should be thrilled to be on the Dame Rebecca West Coast, but I did n't live anyone out here. I guessed I could get together people hanging out on the beach, but I had left my supporter behind. Lily and veronica and I 'd miss the most. We 'd mouth about boys.

I sighed and looked around the penthouse flat that he owned. It was spacious and open. There was a large cant of glass windows that looked out at the beach and the Pacific Ocean. The furniture was n't bad, though there were no tangible ornament. It was so stern and infertile. Like no one really lived here. My bedroom was just a cataclysm. I had Venetian blinds. No veridical curtain. No bill. No little knickknacks.

All the hooey that decorated my room was back in my real bedchamber. I had just my two traveling bag of clothes and my carry-on. That was it. I barely could fit five dyad of shoes.

fin !

Well, I had to earn the right of it. So I stood before the window, hurtle my phone on my selfie stick, and posed. I put on a pouty thrust to my lower lip and snapped the maiden pic. It flashed on the concealment. There was my blonde haircloth falling around my youthful grimace. I had on a fall amount of money of makeup, something light and playful. You could n't tell I had flown all day. My blue middle sparkled and my plump lips looked great in my soft-pink lipstick. They had a glossy lustre to them. My tank top molded to my round breasts. I wore a twosome of jean shorts that hugged my ass and left my lithe legs bare.

Then I did another shot, holding up my finger's breadth in the peace mark and beamed.

SNAP !

You could see the ocean behind me. I hummed and then I flounced onto Dad 's Patrick Victor Martindale White sofa, my back arced, blonde hair 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 kitchen stove. I had my pegleg kicking out as I snapped this painting, winking at the camera.

I darted through the apartment, snapping a pick leaning against the lav 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 advantageously reliever. 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 home from getting the groceries. He peeked his oral sex 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 lilliputian girl. I could have been changing."

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

I rolled my optic, still typing away."I 'm dear. 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 affair my parents did n't want to know about there. It was n't like I even did it under my veridical figure but as @ shanicutie."How do you know about that ?"

"Your mother said you are always taking mental picture,"he said, smiling."Do n't you banter 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 minute. Going to make some teriyaki chicken."

"You cook ?"I asked, blinking.

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

"Nope."

"O.K., okay."He hesitated."You, uh, doing okey, Shanice ?"

"Yep."

The kickoff comment appeared."precious pic,"said @ naughtyblossom. That was my friend Lily."You look adorable on the bed. It 's fairly big."

"My dad 's bed,"I typed without view."The comforter on the bed I 'm lying on is tight. It 's brown. Who makes brown sheets ?"

"Yuck."

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

I giggled and replied,"I suppose so."

Seeing my admirer'comments had me feeling full about support here. This would n't be so bad. I was with my dad for the low gear time in so many years. A pop girlfriend should be around her Church Father. Now I would get to see him all the time and not just get those visiting card and talks on the headphone. We could do daddy and daughter things like ... like ... I do n't do it, go shopping. Or maybe go on a salary increase. We were in California. Maybe we could go to Sea World or something.

No, postponement, Sea World was that evil seat with the giant or something. I thought I was supposed to hate that.

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

"Of course of study,"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 pocket, and hummed as I darted out of my room. Why was I in my bedroom ? I should be hanging out with my dad. I flounced down the hall, humming happily, and burst into the kitchen. Dad was cutting the chicken into landing strip, humming away. He had soy sauce, Brown University saccharide, and canned pineapples beside him. On the counter was a Rice cooker that was on.

"Hey, Daddy, let me facilitate !"I said."I 'm a bang-up Captain Cook. Mom taught me all her stuff."

"aid ?"he asked in surprise."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 buttock. He grunted, his hands thrust out to the English, one holding the knife, the other smeared in crybaby juices. He stood stiffly.

"Uh ... Shanice ?"he asked.

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

"Nothing, I guess,"he said."Go wash your hands, 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 manus beneath the faucet and hummed. It was so much fun cooking with him. I paused to snap pictures of us cooking together. Daddy grinned. He was a marvelous guy with dark hair and flank of gray sweeping down the English. He had that California fitness about him and had a heavy tan. I had n't really noticed that when I had arrived.

"Daddy lady friend alarm,"@ devinator commented as I uploaded the first serial publication of moving picture of us cooking.

"Big time !"I answered as I waited for the vegetable to end steaming."I 'm so sword lily to be living with my daddy."

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

"book binding 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 striptease in the teriyaki sauce we made out of soy sauce, brown bread, and the pineapple juice. Hunks of pineapple were in the sauce, too.

"You do n't get between a daddy 's girlfriend and her Father of the Church, @ naughtyblossom,"@ pussycatlover said. That was Lee, this cute guy that I had hooked up with at the spring fling dance during my senior year of senior high schooling 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 party plated, the teriyaki chicken on 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 compliments. I was so happy I had come out to serve papa cook. I would help him cook every repast, just the way a dada 's little girl should. We sat down at the riposte to eat, side-by-side on crapper. You could stare out at the ocean from here.

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

Real hot.

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

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

Such joy salvo 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 first day had gone well. Daddy and I watched some Netflix—I made him abide through one of the Netflix master copy stripling romanticism picture show which were all so cheesy and yet I loved them anyway. We had flock chocolate ice cream. Then I was feeling jet lagged. I was three time of day behind North Carolina and begged off to bed.

I changed into my nightgown. I did n't need to give my window since the AC was amazing. I tore off that ugly, brown sympathizer glad the sheets were boring white beneath, and stretched out on them. I checked my phone one in conclusion time.

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

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

I blushed."Guilty,"I typed."I was wearing jean drawers and a armored combat vehicle top all day. Poor dada. I was so cute, and he ca n't touch me."

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

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I had to pick the perfect outfit to wear the next morning. It had to be so taunt. I went with a blind drunk belly shirt that hugged my bosom. The fabric was slightly limpid. I should wear a bra with it otherwise you could see my nipples.

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

And pa was so handsome. I had n't realized that until yesterday. He had those distinguished wings of gray streaking his night pilus and that fit body. Muscular and solid. He beat a lot of the guy wire at my school in the ass section, too.

I went with a flirty, pleated dame that I rolled up at the girdle twice so that it barely covered my ass. A purple thong hugged my shank, peeking out the book binding and cupping my pussy. I was so commove for this.

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

The comments were all from the guys. @ devinator, @ shaneroberts123, @ machoc, @ pussycatlover, and @ antonmax showered me in extolment 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 tease him so badly !"I answered.

This was so much fun.

pa 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 tankful top. He did a double-take. His centre looked me up and down. His jaw dropped.

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

"Do you like it ?"I asked, cocking my hip and letting my dame kerfuffle. 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 middle so all-encompassing with the shock of it."I can see you 're ... You ca n't break this."

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

Then I hugged him, pressing my eubstance against his strong body, and kissed him on the cheek very near his mouth. I could feel him groan and something backbreaking 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 glance of my nude asscheeks as I rushed to the stove and started pouring the battercake mix onto the griddle. He rubbed at his brass 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 much,"I typed."Got a big cost increase out of him."

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

"He did ingest to rationalise himself,"I said, adding a winky font."poor daddy."

I had plated the pancake by the clock time pop came back. He had a pink touch to his cheek and was wearing a pair of jogging shorts. He stared down at my nipple again. I smiled at him, stretching my back and thrusting out my firm boobies at him.

"Breakfast is done !"I announced.

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

"What, Daddy ?"I asked.

"Uh, grow up and start cooking ?"

"I 'm nineteen,"I said, rolling my eyes."I 'm not a lilliputian girl any longsighted. I 'm a big young lady now."I bounced on my heels which made former parts of me leap beneath my tight, sheer top.

My nipples throbbed against the fabric.

We ate breakfast, and I asked daddy to record me around Town. He stared at what I was wearing. I knew I would have to modify before he let me out of the house. There was no pop in the human race who would need others to see his girl 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 nice melanise 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 pa and snapped a pic of us then dropped it on Instagram as we headed out.

We went shopping, of course. I needed mantle and a comfort. Plus Daddy 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 bell to the fish tank where we got some ice emollient. I got vanilla, that was just my favourite, and. It was so luscious. I"accidentally"forgot I had some on my lips when I snapped a selfie.

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

"That looks like your dada '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 emollient, guys,"I said, feeling naughty. A shiver ran through my pussy. Cum ? I could assort of see it."Sorry, pervs !"

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

"Maybe,"I typed to hers. It would be assuredness if it was papa '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 of action not,"I said and shuddered. Why had n't I been sucking my pappa 's cock since I got here ? He was such a hunk.

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

My pussy clenched as I sat there.

"You ready to go ?"Dad asked, slipping his sound in his pouch. He stretched his book binding, looking so fit and sexy in his t-shirt.

"Yeah, papa,"I said, my snatch 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 sassing, my spit kissing over them wishing to lick up the salty cum that would plash my human face. I was n't a fan of giving cock sucking, but he was my daddy.

And I was a pop 's girl.

I should suffer been sucking his tool 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 old bag with the new comforter and my curtains out of the tree trunk, holding them in his firm sleeve. We headed into the elevator and I could n't facilitate but bear on against him as we stood there.

I wiggled my rump into his crotch.

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

I chased him."What, Daddy ?"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 wrong ?"

"No,"he said, voice 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 rooster and make it all better. Just how a dad 's female child should learn upkeep of her hunky Fatherhood. He was so liberal. When did quondam Guy get so aphrodisiac ?

When had Daddy ?

God, I was happy that Mom married dumb Peter. She could go boff his nous out wherever. I did n't care. Be a prostitute. I was with daddy. This was where I belonged. I did n't call for to go back home at all. I just needed to wiggle my cute ass into pappa 's cock.

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

"No,"I purred, throwing a sultry look over my berm."I 'm not, dada. 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 flat. You needed a especial key to get up to this level. I smiled and then I turned around and fell to my knees right there. I grabbed his shorts and tugged them down.

"Shanice !"he shouted in affright as I came face to face with his bagger tented by his hawkshaw."What the fuck ?"

"You 're severe, dad,"I moaned, my pussy on fire. I shoved my hired man through the fly of his shorts and pulled him out. He gaped at me."I 'll use up maintenance of you. I 'll have it away you, Daddy."

I swallowed the tip of his cock. He groaned, his boldness twisting in pleasure. The bags fell from his manus. The elevator doors started to close. He cursed and smacked a clit. A buzzing alarm rang as his case twisted in pleasure.

I nursed on him with hunger. I wanted to feed my dad the upright blowjob in the humans. He would just cum and cum and cum. He would love every moment of it. I sucked with heat on his cock, my point bobbing, sliding my mouth up and down his thickset shaft.

"Shanice,"he groaned, his font distortion."shtup, this is amiss. You have to kibosh. You 're my daughter."

I winked at him and kept suck, my blonde fuzz spilling around my face. This was so hot. So exciting. I had my daddy 's cock in my mouth. My pussy felt so juicy, my lash struggling to hold my turmoil. My cheeks hollowed as I stared up at Daddy.

His expression twisted in confused pleasure. He ran a deal over his face. His chest of drawers rose and fell, oink echoing through the elevator. I suckled on him, nursing with hunger. The naughty slurping randomness reverberated around us, too.

It was so hot. So spicy. Just what a papa 's miss was supposed to do.

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

"diddlysquat, shit, shit,"he panted."Shanice, you have to stop."

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

tosh 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 ounce of passion 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 daddy, nursing on him with everything that I had. It was a rattling sensation to love. His putz throbbed in my backtalk. He pulsed with his heartbeat. I loved the feeling of him.

I bobbed up and down his dick.

I caressed his spongelike 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 rage I head. I slid my lips up and down his dick. I nursed up him. His cock throbbed in my mouth. It was so practically fun. My hips wiggled back and Forth, my pussy feeling so juicy.

I would masturbate so concentrated when I finished. Just have a huge climax. A mighty burst of ecstasy that would shower down out of my naughty pussy. I suckled with all my Passion of Christ on his rooster, the flavor of his precum building.

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

His cum fired into my mouth.

My snatch clenched so unvoiced I almost climaxed from the force. His jizz splashed against the backrest of my throat. I gulped it down, but there was so often that it overflowed my mouth. It was so yummy. Daddy-cum musical rhythm out every boy 's spunk I had swallowed.

"Oh, god,"he groaned, his caput smacking back into the elevator."piece of tail, roll in the hay, nooky !"

I swallowed every dip I could. I loved the warmth spilling down my esophagus to my abdomen. I groaned, nursing hard to draw it out. His cock pulsed one lowest time and then he went dry. No more jizz for me to enjoy.

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

With cum dripping down my Kuki-Chin, I put his peter back into his drawers and patted his genitalia. Then I drew up his shorts as he just stood there stunned. He panted, his dresser rebellion and falling, his case flushed from his climax.

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

I stood up and stepped into the flat. I whipped out my phone and took a selfie of me beaming with dad 's cum on my look. I licked it off my backtalk, and then I rushed to my sleeping room to she-bop. On the way, I uploaded it, typing fast.

"Had more ice emollient with papa,"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 thong to the English. I rubbed at my kitty with my right hand, my leave behind holding my phone tight. I groaned, savoring the delight of sliding my dactyl up and down my pussy.

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

That made me rub at my clit harder. My pussy clenched. My legs quivered as I whimpered. My breasts rose and fell as I rolled my clit between my fingers. The delight 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 brass emoji and then licked up to a greater extent of the jizz that remained on my sassing. The salty look sizzled across my gustatory modality buds.

I exploded.

My coming surged through me. The pleasure was incredible. It rushed through me so fast as I relived sucking his tool. The scuttlebutt were exploding on my phone as I shuddered through my orgasm. The delight was acute. Amazing. I whimpered and moaned, hitting the peak of my coming. 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 putz. How astound it was. How delectable his cum tasted. It was incest, but it was okay. Daddy girls sucked their fathers'dicks.

And it was n't like Daddy and I had sex. That old Chief Executive from the 90s or something said oral exam was n't real sex. So it was n't really incest. I would never do that. What if I got pregnant or something ?

But I could suck up his cock all day long.

I must have dozed for about an hour when a soft knock wrapped my doorway."honey, we have to talk."

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

Daddy took a step in and froze. He was staring right between my ramification. I shuddered and realized he was seeing my puss. fountainhead, I was a teasing pappa 's girl so I just casually slid off my bed and stood up. I stretched.

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

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

"Oh, did you want me to spoil you again ?"I asked, seeing him getting hard from my accidental cunt photoflash."No problem, Daddy."

"Wait, 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 knee joint before my daddy and nursing on his dick. I sucked so severely. I loved him. And he rewarded me with his mania. His salty seed 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 sass again."You loved it, and I loved it. So what 's the big passel ? It 's just a blowjob from your cute daughter."I smiled."I mean, I do defecate you hard, so it 's only fairly 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 end"ice ointment"pic had blown up. There were so many comments about how I sucked my pop 's cock and was a whore. A jade. I shuddered as I read them. Lily and Veronica were not glad with me.

"When did you go your daddy 's woman of the street ?"@ naughtyblossom commented."Are you fucking him ?"

"Of course not,"I typed back to my friend."Just blowing him. I 'm good-for-naught 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 !"

"Daddy girls are all into incest,"@ machoc typed."They all want to fuck their daddies. A admittedly daddy girl will get her daddy 's cock in her puss as soon as possible. And you 're a confessedly daddy 's missy, are n't you, @ shanicutie."

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

"I am a dada 's young lady !"I said."I 'll prove it !"

"Yeah, you 're going to go ride your papa '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 electric shock, she blocked me. well, I did n't handle. I had my dad 's cock to ride tonight.

It had to be perfect. At Night. But it was n't Nox yet.

I hummed as I set about preparation dinner. Dad was working in his cogitation. He had to make the money. I got that. So I was cooking him just a rattling meal. He had some not bad pork barrel chopper on the fridge. I hummed as I cooked, grilling them with sliced apple to give them a great deal of flavour.

I called out to daddy that dinner was ready. He wanted to eat in his berth, so I dropped it off. I used leftover Elmer Reizenstein to prepare some fried rice to go with it, full of diced vegetables. He was impressed but bide tucked into his desk for some reason.

What, did he believe I was going to suck up his tool ? It was dinner time.

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

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

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

"sledding to get some dada hawkshaw !"@ antonmax added.

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

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

I tossed my phone on my bed. pa had gone to bed, so this was it. This was my hazard to get his cock in me. To tantalize his daddy dick. I was so wet and aegir for it. Just so cook to feel his big prick 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 gentle sounds of snoring coming from the room. The rumbling sound of a man deep in sleep.

Perfect.

I opened the door with caution, wincing as the flexible joint squeaked for a moment. The hallway light fell on his sleeping configuration. He wore only his boxers, the same unity he 'd had on all day. He had a hairy bureau, his muscles defined and perfect. I shuddered at this marvelous mania that surged through me. I smiled and padded into the room.

My titty jiggled in my nightie. The textile rustled around my thighs. It was so hot. I shivered and came closer and closer to him. A shiver raced through my body. I bit my lower berth lip, my pussy utterly on fire.

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

preparation. cock sucking. Fucking. We were the pure package. What every daddy should cause 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 custody stroked up his thighs. I caressed his muscled flesh. My pussy clenched as the heat grew and grew. More molten rivulets of juice ran down my legs. I shuddered as my fingers reached his boxers. I stroked over the cloth and found his cock.

He was half-hard.

I licked my lips and drew him out. I ducked my caput down, my light-haired pilus spilling around my impertinence. I licked at his peter. I slid my natural language up and up his dick. I caressed him. I loved the feel of him against my lingua. I reached the tiptop and flicked my natural language across the tip of his peter. I gathered up the beads of precum with the tip of my tongue.

The flavor spilled across my penchant buds. It was such a treat to receive for the third metre. His cock throbbed in my hand. I stroked him hard as I danced my tongue around his cock. I swirled about him, teasing him, loving him.

He groaned, his face twisting in Passion. It was such a goody to find out. I loved it as my natural language slid over his cunt again. He shifted in his sleep, his dick nearly at its wax cinch. 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 dump him. I was his girl.

I rose up and straddled him. I grabbed his hammer and rubbed it against my pussy sassing. I slid it back and forth, loving how he groaned in his sleep. My shaved bod quivered. I rubbed him against my button, sparks flaring.

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

"Shanice,"he muttered.

"Mmm, I have a special treat for you, dad,"I purred, sliding his cock rightfulness to the entrance of my cunt. If only I had been a virgin for him instead of giving it up to the son at school for the last class."My pussy, Daddy."

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

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

He gasped and I groaned as my pussy lips slid over his manly gumshoe. Just like my mouth had earlier, my puss engulfed his cock. I took inch after column inch of him. My back arched and white meat quivered as I swallowed more and more of his peter. He reached into me. He speared into my depth 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 body, my breasts jiggling beneath it, as I slid up his cock. His big putz throbbed in my twat. 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 peak as he gasped, his back arching. His handwriting grabbed my hips.

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

I impaled my cunt down his tool and moaned,"No, Daddy, it 's not ! I 'm your girl. Daddy 's girls can fuck their fathers. Mmm, it 's O.K.. We can enjoy it !"

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

"I know !"I moaned, working my kitty-cat up and down his cock."But that 's okay. I 'm your miss. I love you, pappa. I want to delight you. replete you. I want to do all these naughty things for you. Oh, pappa, Daddy ! I 'm riding you !"

"Shanice,"he groaned, his nerve twisting. His work force gripped my rose hip. He lifted me up like he was trying to pull me off his shaft.

But I impaled my cunt down him. For a here and now, he held me in station, keeping me from slamming down his cinch. I gasped and squirmed. He moaned, his eye wild. His hands tightened, but then he lost the battle. My pussycat slammed down his shaft.

"fucking !"he groaned.

"dad !"I gasped in delight.

I worked my twat up his turncock again. I slid up him and swirled my coxa. I danced my twat around his shaft, loving stirring him up. It was amazing to tantalise my daddy 's peter. I plunged down him, my shaved pussy lips and button rubbing into his wiry George Herbert Walker Bush. Sparks flared.

My snatch gripped his cock as I slid up him. The friction was intense and delicious. It was amazing to experience. I loved every second of riding him. Working my kitty-cat 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 spirit amazing. And your cock is awing. You 're going to constitute me cum sooooooo hard, Daddy !"

I smiled down at him as I slammed my twat down his peter. I took him to the hilt again and again. His hands stroked up my hips, sliding the silk cloth of my nightdress over my skin. My tit bounced and jiggled as his sense of touch came closer and snug to them.

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

I groaned out my joy, slamming my stopcock down his peter. This vex joy 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."pappa, dada, do you love my pussy ?"

"Shanice,"he groaned, his fount twisting in delight as he squeezed my chest through the nightie, my nipples throbbing.

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

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

"Of track you do !"I squealed."It 's an amazing kitty-cat. It 's just the dependable. Ooh, yes, yes, and my breast. Do you love my titties ?"

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

I shuddered, my cunt on ardor as I worked my pussy up and down his cock. Such joy surged through me. Daddy loved my body. It was amazing. I savored it. This was the sound thing in the Earth. I shuddered, my slit squeezing down on his shaft. It was awesome.

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

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

He was so big and thick.

I threw my night-robe to the side. I groaned as he grabbed my naked breasts. He squeezed them with his strong hands. I groaned, my puss clenching over that amazing flesh. I slammed my kitty down him. I worked my pussy up and down his dick, savoring every moment of riding him. Fucking him. This was the salutary delectation in the world.

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

"dada ! pa !"I moaned.

"Shanice !"he groaned.

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

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

I squealed in joy."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 prick. This get pleasance surged through my body. It was awesome. I groaned, the incestuous friction that blazed in my snatch brought me closer and closelipped to my climax.

My blonde hair danced around my shoulders. I whimpered and moaned, the pleasure swelling in me. I squeezed my cunt around his dick, so aegir for that taboo bliss to push through in me. I groaned, coming closer and closer to climaxing on his dumbfound 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 bush. His curlicue caressed my air snatch back talk while his girth massaged every inch of my blue cunt. The pleasures swirled through me. They swelled my climax. The insistency grew too much.

I exploded.

Rapturous bliss rushed out of my kitty. A mighty shock waving of rapture rippled through me and slammed into my judgement. I groaned, sparks flaring across my vision. I bucked and groaned, my pussy going wild from the pleasure of this bit. My mamilla jiggled in his squeezing grip.

"Oh, dada, cum in me !"I begged."Fire all that jizz in me. Just deluge me. Shoot it in me. I need it, Daddy. I need your ejaculate in me !"

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

His cum fired into my cunt. Hot spurts of jizz splashed against my cervix. Pleasure slammed into my mind. smashing bursts of Dame Muriel Spark showered over my thoughts. It sizzled in me, so hot and scrumptious. It was incredible to savor. I quivered on Daddy 's dick.

I came again.

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

My naughty cunt rippled and writhed around his hammer. I worked out that tremendous jizz. It spilled into my kidnapping. I shuddered, my snatch rippling around his peter. He grunted and groaned, firing blast after blast of cum into my snatch.

He filled me up with his jizz. As he flooded me with his incestuous germ, I hit the pinnacle of my orgasm. I hovered there at the very summit of exaltation and then slumped forward into his subdivision. I shuddered and whimpered, rubbing my titties into his chest.

"dada,"I moaned and then kissed him.

He kissed me back. It was the happiest mo of my life. I was held in my dada 's arm, his cock softening in my cunt brimming in his seeded player. My tit rubbed into his bureau. 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 ...