Instagram Cutie 's Mind Controlled Romp

Chapter One : girl Becomes a pop hussy

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2020

notation : Thanks to WRC264 for Beta reading this !

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

I gasped and scrambled to view it. My hands grabbed the iPhone rose-hued aluminum lawsuit. I fumbled, fright rushing through my body as I fought to keep from dropping it. I pinned it to my breast beneath the tight, pink tank top I wore. My heart pounding hard.

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

"Oh, yeah, sorry,"he said, shrugging."But it should wreak. The stamp battery was just relax. Must have happened on the flight. See."

I looked down and touched the push button. To my absolute delight, the earpiece turned on. There was my lock screen with the thumbprint scanner. I pressed it and ... All my notification. My apps were all alive. I let out a shudder of relief.

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

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

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

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

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

He chuckled."Glad the phone works. Do you postulate anything ? I 'm going out to the grocery store to get some clobber. Want to arrive ?"

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 Benjamin West sea-coast for study 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 kid support. 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 Peter.

He was such a slimy guy. I would n't mind, but all my friends were out in Union Carolina. And here I was, stuck in California. 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 the great unwashed hanging out on the beach, but I had left my friends behind. Lily and speedwell and I 'd escape the most. We 'd talk about boys.

I sighed and looked around the penthouse flat that he owned. It was spacious and open. There was a gravid bank of shabu windows that looked out at the beach and the Pacific Ocean. The furniture was n't bad, though there were no genuine decorations. It was so ascetical and unimaginative. Like no one really lived here. My sleeping accommodation was just a disaster. I had Venetian blinds. No real curtains. No posters. No picayune knickknacks.

All the clobber that decorated my room was back in my real bedroom. I had just my two grip of apparel and my carry-on. That was it. I barely could fit five duet of shoes.

basketball team !

wellspring, I had to make the advantageously of it. So I stood before the window, thrust my phone on my selfie stick, and posed. I put on a pouty thrust to my gloomy lip and snapped the first pic. It flashed on the screen. There was my light-haired fuzz falling around my youthful face. I had on a light total of composition, something light and playful. You could n't tell apart I had flown all day. My blue air eyes sparkled and my plump backtalk looked bully in my soft-pink lipstick. They had a calendered sheen to them. My tank top molded to my round breasts. I wore a span of jean shorts that hugged my ass and left my lithe legs bare.

Then I did another guesswork, holding up my finger in the peace sign and beamed.

press stud !

You could see the ocean behind me. I hummed and then I flounced onto Dad 's white couch, my back arced, light-haired pilus spilling over the backbone. I held the telephone set up and gave a sultry spirit 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 elicitation kitchen stove. I had my legs kicking out as I snapped this mental picture, 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 comforter. Mine was so ugly. I had to get a new one.

I rolled off and started putting together my Instagram tale with the pics. I hummed as I typed, lying on my belly on my bed. Dad came home base from getting the groceries. He peeked his point 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 footling girl. I could make been changing."

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

I rolled my optic, still typing away."I 'm dependable. I was taking selfies."

"Posting them on your Instagram Sir Frederick Handley Page ?"

I froze. Did Dad do it about my page ? Had he seen my characterization ? Oh, god, I talked about affair my parents did n't ask to know about there. It was n't like I even did it under my real public figure but as @ shanicutie."How do you know about that ?"

"Your mother said you are always taking motion picture,"he said, smiling."Do n't you josh 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 party 's going to be in an minute. 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."

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

"Yep."

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

"My dad 's bed,"I typed without mentation."The comfort 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 scuttlebutt underneath."daddy 's girl !"@ nicanica typed. That was Veronica.

I giggled and replied,"I suppose so."

seeing my booster'gossip had me feeling good about animation here. This would n't be so bad. I was with my dad for the initiative time in so many years. A daddy miss should be around her founding father. Now I would get to see him all the time and not just get those cards and talks on the phone. We could do daddy and daughter things 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 World or something.

No, time lag, Sea World was that iniquity office with the whales or something. I thought I was supposed to hate that.

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

"Of class,"I said and rolled out of bed."Going to go stool teriyaki Gallus gallus for him !"

I rolled out of bed, slipping my telephone set into my pouch, and hummed as I darted out of my way. Why was I in my bedroom ? I should be hanging out with my pop. I flounced down the hallway, humming happily, and burst into the kitchen. Dad was cutting the poulet into strip, humming away. He had soy sauce, brown sugar, and canned pineapple beside him. On the parry was a Timothy Miles Bindon Rice cooker that was on.

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

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

I squealed in pleasure and then flung my arms around his cervix and kissed him on the cheek. He grunted, his helping hand thrust out to the slope, one holding the knife, the other smeared in wimp 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 ?"

"zippo, I guess,"he said."Go wash your manpower, 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 handwriting beneath the spigot and hummed. It was so very much fun cooking with him. I paused to bust moving picture of us cooking together. daddy grinned. He was a tall guy with dark hair and flank of Louis Harold Gray sweeping down the side. He had that California seaworthiness about him and had a smashing tan. I had n't really noticed that when I had arrived.

"Daddy missy qui vive,"@ devinator commented as I uploaded the showtime serial publication of photograph of us cooking.

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

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

"spine off, he 's my pop,"I said, glancing at him. He was a bounteous guy. He was watching the chicken preparation on the kitchen stove, frying the strips in the teriyaki sauce we made out of soy sauce, browned sugar, and the Ananas comosus succus. lump of pineapple plant were in the sauce, too.

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

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

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

I was showered with compliment. I was so glad I had come out to help daddy cook. I would help oneself him fake every repast, just the way a daddy 's daughter should. We sat down at the counter to eat, side-by-side on feces. You could stare out at the ocean from here.

"Did your pop love 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 photograph of himself. He was some kind of bodybuilder.

real hot.

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

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

Such joy outburst 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 day.

"Of course he does,"I typed.

All in all, my number one day had gone well. Daddy and I watched some Netflix—I made him suffer through one of the Netflix master teen romance pic which were all so cheesy and yet I loved them anyway. We had spate 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 nightdress. I did n't need to open my windowpane since the AC was amazing. I tore off that ugly, brown sympathiser glad the rag were boring white beneath, and stretched out on them. I checked my sound one net time.

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

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

I blushed."Guilty,"I typed."I was wearing denim shorts and a tank top all day. Poor daddy. I was so cunning, 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 nibble the perfect outfit to wear the next morning. It had to be so teasing. I went with a tight belly shirt that hugged my titty. The fabric was slightly transparent. I should wear a bra with it otherwise you could see my nipples.

But I was a daddy 's miss. And we were all cockteases for our poor pappa. Just driving them nuts. It was mean value of us since our daddies could n't pertain us, but it was what we did. I mean, what girl did n't care a bountiful man staring at her ?

And Daddy was so better-looking. I had n't realized that until yesterday. He had those distinguished wings of gray streaking his darkness tomentum and that fit torso. mesomorphic and stiff. He beat a lot of the guys at my school in the ass department, too.

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

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

The comment were all from the bozo. @ 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 mamilla,"@ nicanica typed.

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

This was so a good deal 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 pugilist and a tank car top. He did a double-take. His eyes looked me up and down. His jaw dropped.

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

"Do you like it ?"I asked, cocking my hip and letting my skirt hurly burly. My stave breasts jiggled in my top, so buoyant with their vernal ne plus ultra."I love it."

"This ... You 're ..."He shook his headland again, his eyes so wide of the mark 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 household. I would n't wear this outside. You 're my daddy. So you do n't count."

Then I hugged him, pressing my organic structure against his secure consistency, and kissed him on the cheek very near his mouth. I could feel him moan 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 nude asscheeks as I rushed to the stove and started pouring the battercake mix onto the griddle. He rubbed at his boldness where I kissed him, and then he glanced down at his crotch.

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

"pa loved my getup so much,"I typed."Got a big emanation out of him."

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

"He did sustain to rationalise himself,"I said, adding a winky face."Poor daddy."

I had plated the pancakes by the time Daddy came back. He had a ping undertone to his cheek and was wearing a pair of jogging short circuit. He stared down at my tits again. I smiled at him, stretching my back and thrusting out my business firm boobies at him.

"Breakfast is done !"I announced.

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

"What, Daddy ?"I asked.

"Uh, grow up and get down cookery ?"

"I 'm 19,"I said, rolling my middle."I 'm not a little girl any longer. I 'm a big missy now."I bounced on my heels which made other parts of me bounce beneath my tight, sheer top.

My nipples throbbed against the fabric.

We ate breakfast, and I asked papa to show me around Ithiel Town. He stared at what I was wearing. I knew I would make to change before he let me out of the house. There was no pappa in the world who would want 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 nice melanize 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 dada 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 quilt. Plus papa bought me these strappy sandals that were just so cute on my base. I snapped some movie of that, too. We did some sightseeing, including tam-tam to the aquarium where we got some ice cream. I got vanilla, that was just my favorite, and. It was so yummy. I"accidentally"forgot I had some on my lips when I snapped a selfie.

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

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

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

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

"It 's just ice cream, guys,"I said, feeling naughty. A tingle ran through my pussy. Cum ? I could screen 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 jealous my pappa was so openhanded 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 hammer 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 shaft since I got here ? He was such a hunk.

"Daddy fille suck dick all the metre,"@ machoc said.

My snatch clenched as I sat there.

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

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

As we headed back to his penthouse in the car, I started thinking about it. My twat grew hotter and hotter. I licked my backtalk, my tongue caressing over them wishing to bat up the salty cum that would slop my face. I was n't a fan of giving blowjobs, but he was my daddy.

And I was a papa 's girl.

I should experience been sucking his prick since I got here. It was so bad of me not to. I had to fix that. We arrived at the apartment. pa got the bags with the new baby's dummy and my curtains out of the tree trunk, holding them in his strong weapon. We headed into the elevator and I could n't help oneself but push against him as we stood there.

I wiggled my ass into his crotch.

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

I chased him."What, Daddy ?"I asked looking over my berm. He bumped into the book binding of the elevator car and had nowhere to go. I rubbed my ass right into his genitals."hardly playing around. Is something untimely ?"

"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 absorb his cock and ca-ca it all better. Just how a daddy 's missy should direct maintenance of her hunky father. He was so handsome. When did former cat get so sexy ?

When had pa ?

God, I was glad that Mom married dumb Peter. She could go boff his brainpower out wherever. I did n't handle. Be a sporting lady. I was with pop. This was where I belonged. I did n't need to go back home at all. I just needed to wiggle my cunning ass into pappa 's cock.

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

"No,"I purred, throwing a sultry look over my articulatio humeri."I 'm not, pappa. 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 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 panic as I came font to typeface with his boxers tented by his dick."What the fuck ?"

"You 're unvoiced, daddy,"I moaned, my pussycat on flaming. I shoved my mitt through the fly of his boxers and pulled him out. He gaped at me."I 'll consume care of you. I 'll get laid you, Daddy."

I swallowed the tip of his cock. He groaned, his case twisting in pleasure. The bags fell from his hand. The elevator room access started to close up. He cursed and smacked a button. A buzzing warning signal rang as his face twisted in pleasure.

I nursed on him with hunger. I wanted to hand my dad the best cock sucking in the world. He would just cum and cum and cum. He would get laid every moment of it. I sucked with cacoethes on his cock, my head bobbing, sliding my mouth up and down his thickheaded shaft.

"Shanice,"he groaned, his face twisting."ass, this is faulty. You have to hold on. You 're my daughter."

I winked at him and kept sucking, my blonde hair spilling around my look. This was so hot. So exciting. I had my daddy 's cock in my mouth. My slit felt so juicy, my thong struggling to incorporate my excitement. My cheeks hollowed as I stared up at Daddy.

His formulation twisted in confused pleasance. He ran a manus over his face. His chest rose and fell, oink echoing through the lift. I suckled on him, nursing with hungriness. The naughty slurping noise reverberated around us, too.

It was so hot. So risque. Just what a dada 's girl was supposed to do.

My natural language danced around the tip of his putz. His peter throbbed in my mouth. He pulsed as I sucked on him. I nursed with hunger on this amazing cock. I loved suckling. Nursing. My cheek hollowed as I worshiped his dick.

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

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

boloney ran over my Chin as I sucked and slurped. I worshiped his dick with all my might. I sucked on him. Slurped on him. I pleasured his cock with everything that I had. Every snow leopard of passion that was in me. It was incredible 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 fantastic sensation to enjoy. His cock throbbed in my sassing. He pulsed with his heartbeat. I loved the feel 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 turncock and sucked harder. I bobbed my headspring with every bit of passion I head. I slid my lips up and down his hawkshaw. I nursed up him. His cock throbbed in my rima oris. It was so much fun. My hips wiggled back and forth, my kitty spirit so juicy.

I would masturbate so surd when I finished. Just have a vast culmination. A mighty burst of rapture that would shower out of my naughty cunt. I suckled with all my passion on his cock, the flavor of his precum building.

"Shanice, you have to intercept,"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 play. His jizz splashed against the back of my throat. I gulped it down, but there was so a lot that it overflowed my mouth. It was so yummy. Daddy-cum beat out every boy 's nerve I had swallowed.

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

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

I slid my mouthpiece off and panted,"There you are, Daddy !"

With cum dripping down my chin, I put his cock back into his Boxer and patted his crotch. Then I drew up his shorts as he just stood there stunned. He panted, his dresser ascension and falling, his aspect flushed from his climax.

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

I stood up and stepped into the apartment. I whipped out my speech sound and took a selfie of me beaming with Daddy 's cum on my boldness. I licked it off my lips, and then I rushed to my sleeping accommodation to masturbate. On the way, I uploaded it, typing fast.

"Had more ice pick with papa,"I captioned it,"and made a bit of a fix !"

I hit upload and then toss away myself on my bed. I hiked my skirt and thrust my flip-flop to the side. I rubbed at my pussy with my right hand, my left holding my headphone tight. I groaned, savoring the delight of sliding my digits up and down my pussy.

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

That made me rub at my clit harder. My pussy clenched. My wooden leg quivered as I whimpered. My titty 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 face emoji and then licked up Thomas More of the jizz that remained on my mouth. The salty feel sizzled across my taste buds.

I exploded.

My orgasms surged through me. The pleasure was incredible. It rushed through me so fast as I relived sucking his tool. The gossip were exploding on my phone as I shuddered through my orgasm. The pleasure was vivid. Amazing. I whimpered and moaned, hitting the bloom of my flood tide. I hovered there for various 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. pop girl sucked their founder'dicks.

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

But I could suck his cock all day long.

I must have dozed for about an hour when a voiced knock wrapped my door."dear, we have to talk."

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

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

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

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

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

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

There was something so aphrodisiac about being on my knees before my pop and breast feeding on his dick. I sucked so hard. 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 blowjob from your cute daughter."I smiled."I mean, I do score you hard, 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 last"ice ointment"pic had blown up. There were so many comments about how I sucked my daddy 's hammer and was a whore. A slattern. I shuddered as I read them. Lily and Veronica were not happy with me.

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

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

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

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

"papa girls are all into incest,"@ machoc typed."They all want to fuck their daddy. A true pa young lady will get her pop 's dick in her pussy as soon as possible. And you 're a true daddy 's girl, are n't you, @ shanicutie."

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

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

"Yeah, you 're going to go hinge on your pappa '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 shock, she blocked me. Well, I did n't give care. I had my dad 's prick to ride tonight.

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

I hummed as I set about preparation dinner. Dad was working in his study. He had to ready the money. I got that. So I was cooking him just a wonderful repast. He had some bang-up pork chops on the fridge. I hummed as I cooked, grilling them with slice apples to give them a enceinte softwood of smack.

I called out to daddy that dinner party was ready. He wanted to eat in his berth, so I dropped it off. I used leftover rice to make some fry Rice to go with it, wax of diced vegetables. He was shanghai but stayed tucked into his desk for some reason.

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

I watched some Netflix and ate my dinner then cleaned the kitchen. Then I set about my programme. I rushed to my bedchamber and dug through my suitcases to find the staring night-robe I had packed. It was a lilac pleasure that fell down to just below my stern. 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 pappa 's cock !"typed @ shaneroberts123.

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

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

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

I tossed my sound on my bed. Daddy had gone to bed, so this was it. This was my chance to get his peter in me. To ride his pa gumshoe. I was so wet and eager for it. Just so ready to experience his big peter sliding into my snatch. It would be fantastic.

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

Perfect.

I opened the threshold with care, wincing as the hinges squeaked for a here and now. The hallway light fell on his sleeping form. He wore only his shorts, the like I he 'd had on all day. He had a hairy bureau, his muscleman defined and arrant. I shuddered at this wonderful passion that surged through me. I smiled and padded into the room.

My breasts jiggled in my nightgown. The material rustled around my thighs. It was so hot. I shivered and came finisher and closer to him. A tremble raced through my body. I bit my lower lip, my cunt 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 amiss for daughter to love their fathers. It normally would be, being incest and all, but I was a daddy 's girl. We were special. We loved our begetter and wanted to pull in them glad. To delight them in any way we could.

cooking. blowjob. Fucking. We were the complete software package. What every dad should have in his daughter. I was happy 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 hired hand stroked up his thigh. I caressed his muscled flesh. My puss clenched as the warmth grew and grew. More melt down rivulets of juice ran down my legs. I shuddered as my fingers reached his boxers. I stroked over the textile and found his cock.

He was half-hard.

I licked my sass and drew him out. I ducked my head down, my blond hair spilling around my cheeks. I licked at his shaft. I slid my glossa up and up his dick. I caressed him. I loved the feel of him against my tongue. I reached the pinnacle and flicked my knife across the tip of his stopcock. I gathered up the beads of precum with the tip of my tongue.

The smell spilled across my gustatory sensation buds. It was such a kickshaw to go through for the third clip. His cock throbbed in my mitt. I stroked him unvoiced as I danced my clapper around his prick. I swirled about him, teasing him, loving him.

He groaned, his side twisting in passion. It was such a kickshaw to take in. I loved it as my knife slid over his incision again. He shifted in his nap, his dick nearly at its wide-cut girth. My papa had a big rooster. I ca n't trust Mom dumped him. He was amazing.

fountainhead, I was here for him. I would n't dump him. I was his girl.

I rose up and straddled him. I grabbed his cock and rubbed it against my purulent lips. I slid it back and Forth River, loving how he groaned in his sleep. My shaven flesh quivered. I rubbed him against my clit, sparks flaring.

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

"Shanice,"he muttered.

"Mmm, I have a special treat for you, dada,"I purred, sliding his cock right to the entrance of my cunt. If only I had been a virgin for him instead of giving it up to the male child at shoal for the last year."My snatch, Daddy."

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

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

He gasped and I groaned as my pussy lips slid over his manly dick. Just like my backtalk had earlier, my cunt engulfed his cock. I took inch after inch of him. My back arched and titty quivered as I swallowed More and to a greater extent of his dick. He reached into me. He speared into my depth until he nuzzled against my cervix.

My puss 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 eubstance, my bosom jiggling beneath it, as I slid up his pecker. His big dick throbbed in my twat. That amazing shaft filled it up. I groaned as I slid up him, my pussy clinging to his shaft. The friction was incredible. I reached the summit 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 rooster and moaned,"No, Daddy, it 's not ! I 'm your girl. Daddy 's girls can eff their Church Father. Mmm, it 's sanction. We can revel it !"

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

"I know !"I moaned, working my pussy up and down his cock."But that 's fine. I 'm your young lady. I love you, papa. I want to please you. replete you. I want to do all these naughty thing for you. Oh, dada, Daddy ! I 'm riding you !"

"Shanice,"he groaned, his look twisting. His manpower gripped my coxa. He lifted me up like he was trying to deplume me off his shaft.

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

"shag !"he groaned.

"Daddy !"I gasped in delight.

I worked my pussy up his hammer again. I slid up him and swirled my hips. I danced my cunt around his shaft, loving stirring him up. It was amazing to tantalise my daddy 's pecker. I plunged down him, my shaved slit backtalk and clit rubbing into his wiry bush. Sparks flared.

My snatch gripped his cock as I slid up him. The friction was acute and delightful. It was amazing to know. I loved every instant 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 snatch smell amazing. And your turncock is awful. You 're going to make believe me cum sooooooo voiceless, Daddy !"

I smiled down at him as I slammed my snatch down his dick. I took him to the hilt again and again. His hands stroked up my hip, sliding the silk cloth of my nightgown over my skin. My bosom bounced and jiggled as his ghost came closer and closer to them.

His script slid over my tit. He squeezed them. My pop groped my tit and made me feel so racy. I groaned, my pussy clenching down on his dick as he massaged my tits. He worked his fingers into them, my nipples throbbing and aching.

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

"Oh, my god, yes !"I gasped."pa, daddy, do you hump my pussy ?"

"Shanice,"he groaned, his face twisting in delight as he squeezed my breasts through the night-robe, my nipple throbbing.

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

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

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

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

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

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

He groaned and then he shoved the material over my mamilla. I thrust my arms up in the air so he could rive it over my head. My breast spilled out, bouncing as I squirmed, impaled on his cock. His cock rubbed against my cervix.

He was so big and thick.

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

His ovolo rubbed at my nipples. I gasped as my daddy massaged those. My pussy clenched down on his cock. This was so awesome. So amazing. I quivered in exhilaration. I shuddered, working my pussy up and down his dick.

"Daddy ! Daddy !"I moaned.

"Shanice !"he groaned.

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

"I do,"he panted, his digit pinching my mammilla.

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 putz. This stupefy pleasure surged through my physical structure. It was awesome. I groaned, the incestuous rubbing that blazed in my pussy brought me faithful and closer to my climax.

My blonde hair's-breadth danced around my articulatio humeri. I whimpered and moaned, the joy swelling in me. I squeezed my puss around his dick, so eagre for that tabu seventh heaven to erupt in me. I groaned, coming closer and closer to climaxing on his bewilder 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 puss down his cock.

My clit pressed into his stringy pubic hair. His curls caressed my simple pussy backtalk while his girth massaged every inch of my spicy cunt. The pleasures swirled through me. They swelled my climax. The pressure level grew too much.

I exploded.

Rapturous bliss rushed out of my pussy. A mighty blow wave of hug drug rippled through me and slammed into my judgment. I groaned, sparks flaring across my vision. I bucked and groaned, my pussycat going wild from the pleasure of this moment. My tits jiggled in his squeezing grip.

"Oh, pop, cum in me !"I begged."Fire all that jizz in me. Just flood me. Shoot it in me. I need it, pop. I need your seed in me !"

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

His cum fired into my pussy. Hot jet of jizz splashed against my cervix uteri. delight slammed into my mind. Great bursts of arc showered over my thoughts. It sizzled in me, so hot and luscious. It was incredible to enjoy. I quivered on Daddy 's cock.

I came again.

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

My naughty bitch rippled and writhed around his shaft. I worked out that wonderful jizz. It spilled into my pussy. I shuddered, my snatch rippling around his prick. He grunted and groaned, firing fire after blast 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 sexual climax. I hovered there at the very height of ecstasy and then slumped forward into his arm. I shuddered and whimpered, rubbing my boob into his chest.

"dada,"I moaned and then kissed him.

He kissed me back. It was the happy import of my life. I was held in my daddy 's arms, his rooster softening in my pussy brimming in his source. My titties rubbed into his thorax. mammilla throbbed with my excitement.

I fell asleep in his arms, so happy.

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

To be continued ...