A girl wakes in the middle of the night, her Daddy sitting on the side of her bed, his hand softly caressing her ass.
I woke up slowly, still far too tired, not sure what was happening for a moment. But then I recognized the familiar feeling of the hand on my ass, gently caressing and squeezing me through my cute little teddy bear panties. I blinked blearily, clearing the sleep from my eyes, to see the dim figure sitting on the side of my bed.
“Again, Daddy?” I asked, surprised.
“'Fraid so, baby. Sorry,” he replied.
“You know I don't mind,” I giggled, happily squirming under his touch. “I just really thought your fancy date night was finally going to do the trick! What went wrong?”
“Your guess is as good as mine,” he shrugged sadly. “You're sure you don't mind? I know it's late... and you still have school in the morning.”
“Daddy...” I scolded, rolling my eyes. We'd been through this before, plenty of times. I reached down to my hips, grabbing the hem of my panties and pushing them down as far as I could reach. “Just... no blowjob tonight, okay?” I asked with another yawn, following it up with a shy little giggle. “I know you're already plenty hard enough under there anyways... and I'm afraid I'd fall asleep part way through, and choke!” Daddy chuckled his agreement, bending down to softly kiss the curve of my butt, making me moan. “You're sure Mom's asleep, right Daddy?”
“I saw her take her pill,” he grinned, slipping out of his thick terrycloth robe. I licked my lips as I stared. Nine full inches of thick, hard Daddy cock, all for me! I just couldn't understand what Mom had to be thinking, to turn down something like that! He pulled my panties a little further down, but not off entirely. He liked it best like that, with that thin little band of fabric stretched tightly between my knees, restraining me! He liked it almost as much as he did pinning me down himself, which he did as he rolled up on top of me, kissing my neck. I purred submissively at his kiss, lifting my ass, tilting my hips, presenting myself for what came next. He reached down, lining himself up. The ass fondling earlier had done the trick, even if I hadn't been fully awake yet to realize it; even without a blowjob first to lube him up, I was more than wet and slippery enough already, and he pushed slowly in.
I gasped, biting my pillow, clutching at my sheets. Even after six whole months of taking Daddy's cock, it was still all I could manage not to scream! He was just so big, so thick! And I absolutely loved it, once he got it in there! But those first few moments, that initial, burning stretch as he coaxed my tight, tiny little teenage pussy into letting him inside... I don't think I was ever going to get used to that! Not that I ever even wanted to, not really. I'd never found the courage to admit this to him... but over time, I'd actually learned to love that special little touch of pain! I'd miss it terribly, if I ever got so stretched out that feeling went away. I'd worried about that, at first... but if that was ever going to happen, it would have happened long since. After six months of doing this nearly every night, I was confident my cute little cunny was going to stay just like she was... no matter how many times Daddy forced that huge, threatening monster of his deep up inside!
Daddy slipped his hands in under my sleep shirt, supporting himself mostly on his elbows as he began gently squeezing my breasts, distracting me from the pain as he continued working himself inside. I smiled to myself, thinking back. I'd been so self-conscious, the first time he'd touched me there! They're so much smaller than Mom's are, after all... But Daddy loved my tiny, perky little titties, as he'd shown me repeatedly and in no uncertain terms!
“God, I love your pussy, baby!” he murmured, making me giggle and squirm at the way his lips tickled my ear. “You're always so much tighter, and wetter, than Mommy ever was!”
“Daddy!” I gasped in a half-hearted scold, my eyes going wide. My tummy fluttered; surprised, proud, and so turned on that it was almost beyond belief! But he shouldn't be saying stuff like that to me! “Just how much did you have to drink at dinner tonight! You know you shouldn't be comparing me to her like that!”
“I know, baby, I know,” he sighed. “But I just can't help it, it's true! Even when she was barely older than you are now, back before we'd had you... I just can't believe how much better you are, baby! You really have no idea!”
“Well... thank you, Daddy,” I smiled bashfully, my cheeks flushing hotly at his praise, secretly thrilled that he really felt that way! “Even if you really shouldn't be saying things like that! You can say mine is good, without needing to compare it to hers!”
“It is, baby!” he growled, “So, so good!”
“Yours too, Daddy!” I purred. He was about half way in now, maybe a little bit more, and it was already starting to feel really, really good! It was getting hard to speak. Partly, that was just because I was starting to breathe so hard, so fast, as he worked himself deeper inside. But mostly, it was more than that. I'm not sure quite how to describe it... It was like the pleasure Daddy was giving me was slowly filling up my brain, using up all the circuits that remembered how words were supposed to work! It had been the strangest feeling the first time it had happened—scary, even! But now, it just made me want to relax, to give in to the floaty, wordless bliss of being filled by Daddy's cock!
The pressure was starting to build... and Daddy was holding back, denying me that last, desperately desired inch! I bit my lip, knowing what was coming. It was one of Daddy's favourite games with me; he'd take me right to the brink of orgasm, teasing and making me wait—then suddenly drive in hard, stretching me that last, final bit, using the mixed pain and pleasure of it all to send me squealing and kicking my way over the edge! I moaned, trembling with anticipation, waiting for it to happen, knowing I'd never be able to predict it when it did. My thighs started to shake, I was almost there whether Daddy did it or not...
“Daddyyy!” I squealed, burying my face into my pillow as Daddy slammed his cock into my depths! I kicked and fought beneath him, my body entirely outside my own control as wave after wave of violent, crashing pleasure tore me to pieces... And Daddy's loving, solid embrace slowly put me back together again.
“Even stronger than normal, tonight,” he chuckled, softly kissing the side of my cheek.
“Uh hunh!” I agreed, trying to form the words to explain, gasping them out as I panted for breath. “Didn't think... Surprise!”
“You didn't think you'd be getting to have me tonight, so your body's reacting stronger than normal to the surprise?” he translated.
“That!” I agreed, nodding quickly. He chuckled, kissing my cheek again, and gently resumed his thrusting. God, I loved it so much! Daddy's cock made me feel so hot, so good! Filling me, completing me, in a way nothing else ever could! He started pinching my nipples, making me moan. Daddy was really going all out tonight, playing all his favourite games! He knew how extra, super-sensitive my nipples always got, right after he made me cum!
“Oh...oh Daddyyy!” I squealed again. It couldn't have been two minutes since the end of my last! But there would be no more breaks from here on out, no more waiting for me to recover while Daddy held his big, thick cock immobile inside! My quivering little cunny pulsed around his cock, and he began fucking me harder, and harder still, pounding me down into my mattress, his hips smacking loudly against the flesh of my ass as he forced me to cream!
Over and over again he did it to me like that, his breath hot and heavy on my neck, our mixed sweat covering my back. I didn't even try to keep track of the number of times he made me cum—I'd done that, for the first couple of weeks, hardly able to believe what that amazing cock of his was able to make me do! But I didn't care so much about numbers anymore—I just laid there, blissful and boneless in the endless thrill of it all, giving my tiny, tight little body completely to Daddy's pleasure!
Finally it was time. I don't know that I could point to one specific thing. A hitch in his breathing, maybe? Or a little stutter in the movement of his hips? Whatever it was, I knew he was really, really close now... and that meant it was my turn. Daddy loved it when I begged... when I used my voice, and my need for him, to push him over the last little edge!
“Ohhh, please Daddy! Please!” I whimpered, making my voice as high and girlish as I could. That was another thing Daddy really loved, when I pretended I was even younger than I was. “Please, I need it Daddy! I need Daddy's cum in me!” I took a deep, steadying breath—as much as I was able, with Daddy fucking me to within an inch of my life!—gathering my nerve for what I was about to say, what I'd never had the courage to say before. “Breed me, Daddy! Breed your baby girl! Please, Daddy... put your baby in me!”
“Oh, God!” Daddy grunted loudly, taken off guard, the huge, hot flood of him bursting instantly into my insides!
“Daddyyy!” I wailed, quaking through my strongest orgasm of the night, as wave after wave of Daddy's cum gushed into my womb!
My orgasm lasted a good three or four times longer than his, the way they always did after he'd just cum in me. We came down from it slowly together... but he wasn't kissing the side of my neck the way he normally did. He was worried.
I reached back to tap him on the side of his hip, the signal we'd worked out for when I needed him to get off of me. Not because he was crushing me this time, or because he was accidentally pulling my hair... but I knew we needed to talk.
“Baby...” he beat me to the punch, rolling to his side next to me. “Please tell me you're still taking your birth control...”
I bit my lip, twisting to face him. I was so much shorter than him—it was only ever like this, with our heads resting next to each other on my pillows, that I could ever truly look him eye to eye! It was so tempting to tease him... Daddy loved it when I teased! But... I couldn't do that to him, not about this. “I am, Daddy,” I smiled shyly. “I promised you I would... and I've never missed a single day, ever since I did!”
“Okay, good!” he sighed with relief, smiling at me and lovingly stroking his fingers through my hair. “You had me worried there, for a minute!”
“But...” I chewed harder on my lip. This next part was going to be even harder than what I'd just done. “Maybe I don't need to be, Daddy.”
“What?” he gasped, his eyes going wide. I could no longer meet them—I looked down, staring at his hairy, sweaty, beautiful chest, instead.
“It's been six months, Daddy,” I said quietly, sadly. “It... it's time now. You've already given her every possible chance, and more! Tonight just confirms it. You've done everything for her, but... but she's never going to change, Daddy. You know it as well as I do. I know you never wanted it to come to this... you were very clear, that this, between us, could only ever be a short-term thing, to help you out until she could get through whatever her issues suddenly are, and everything could go back to normal again. But... she isn't even trying, Daddy! She doesn't want to get over them, she likes things the way they are. With you, going to work every day and providing for her... and her, not feeling like she has to do anything in exchange!
“Enough is enough, Daddy,” I sighed, slowly but resolutely shaking my head. “She's made up her mind... It's time for you to finally divorce her frigid ass, and be with me, instead!”
“Baby, I...” he stammered, unsure of what to say. I couldn't really blame him, of course. I'd been thinking about this forever... and planning it for weeks, figuring out what I was going to say, delaying, trying to give Mom one last chance! This was coming at him cold; he deserved some grace, and time, to figure out how he felt. Finally, I felt his finger under my chin, gently lifting my gaze back to his.
“Are you sure this is really even what you want, baby?” he asked, and though I was trying my hardest, I couldn't read anything in his beautiful blue eyes. “I thought you and I were on the same page. This... this would change everything!”
“I... I deserve this, Daddy!” I whimpered, trembled. God it was hard to say that, to stand up for myself, and say what I actually wanted, what I needed for a change! The tears were suddenly in my eyes, rolling down my face before I even realized they were there. “She had her chance... and she threw you away! She doesn't deserve you anymore! It's my turn, now! I've earned this, Daddy! I deserve this!”
“Of course you have, sweetie! Of course you have!” he murmured, pulling me down to his chest, holding me tight in his arms as I bawled and cried. “Hush now, baby. Hush. I... You're right, baby. God damn her, for driving me to this... but you're obviously right. Dan, at work... he said his lawyer was a bloody shark, when he was going through this himself. I'll talk to him tomorrow, and call from the office, so your Mom doesn't find out.”
“Really, Daddy?” I gasped, tilting my head to look up into his eyes. “You promise? You really, really will?”
“I've never lied to you, sweetie,” he chuckled. “Not since you were six, and you announced that there was no such thing as Santa Claus, and accused me of eating the cookies you'd left out myself!” I giggled at that—I didn't actually remember that happening, but it sounded like something I'd do. “I'm not about to start now! It may still take a while—these things aren't quick! But I'll get the ball rolling. You're right, baby,” he sighed sadly. “As much as I hate to admit it, she clearly isn't going to change. It's time.”
“I'm sorry, Daddy,” I sighed too, snuggling back down against his chest. As excited as I was about what this meant for me and him... his marriage was coming to an end. That was inherently sad, no matter what. Even if the choices that led to it had all been hers, and there was nothing he'd been able to do. Maybe it was even more sad, because of that.
“And... that other little thing?” he then asked, looking down at my skinny little belly, smiling wickedly as he began possessively stroking my hip. “What you asked for, at the end, there... Was that just playing, like we do sometimes? Or... were you actually really serious about that?”
“Really, Daddy?” I gasped, looking up in shock once more. “Do you really mean that? Don't you dare tease me, Daddy! Not about this! You know how much I've always wanted to be a Mommy myself!”
“So... that's a yes, then?” he asked, meeting my eyes again and grinning ear to ear like the big, dumb goofus he was!
“Yes, Daddy!” I squealed, planting my lips hard to his, kissing him like I was going to crawl straight down his throat! “Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!”
“Hold on there, sweetie, hold on!” he laughed against my lips, stroking his fingers through my hair until he'd convinced me to back away a little bit. “You realize it's still going to be a little while, before we can! The last thing we need is your Mom finding out, and using it against me in court! I need your promise you're going to keep taking your pills, until I tell you that you can stop.”
“But... you really promise I can, Daddy?” I demanded, my heart going about a million miles a minute! “You really promise you'll put your babies in me?”
“I promise, baby!” he smiled so wide, so lovingly! “I promise!”
“Oh, Daddy!” I moaned, and I kissed him again. And this time, I wasn't the only one who started to cry!
He eventually pulled away, pulling my panties back up and lovingly smoothing them into place for me, giving me a last, slow kiss goodnight, softly stroking his fingers through my hair, and returning to his cold, sexless marriage bed once more. I twisted onto my side, clutching my extra pillow to my chest. I hated that he had to leave, I always did... but it was really, finally going to happen! What I'd been silently, secretly dreaming of, ever since that very first night! I thought back to it yet again, as I often did just before bed, slipping my hand into my panties, slowly rubbing my clitty—not to make myself cum again, I could never do it as good as Daddy did anyways—but just to better enjoy the feeling of the amazing, hot and sticky gift he'd just left inside of me!
We'd been watching a movie together while Mom was out, cuddling as I sat in his lap, and I'd felt him growing beneath me. He'd apologized, embarrassed... and I'm made a throwaway joke about Mom not doing him enough, to put him at ease—and his frustration and anger had finally gotten the better of him, and he'd admitted to me just how long it had been. I had barely been able to believe it, that Mom had been doing that to him, denying him, torturing him like that! It had taken me a while to work up the courage, as Daddy and I had continued to talk... but eventually I'd offered.
He'd been shocked, of course, hadn't believed I was serious... until I'd bitten my lip, and reached down to him to start proving it! That night had been our first—and really my first, for me! But I'd known from the start, that there was this secret between us. That I felt differently about it than he did. For him, what had happened between us had been born out of desperation, and need. It never would have happened if Mom hadn't been doing what she did. But now, after what Daddy had just agreed to tonight... it wasn't just going to be sex anymore, for him. Like it never had, for me. Daddy was actually, truly going to take me! He was finally going to make me his! He was going to hold me in his arms, and put his babies in me, and sleep with me every night, holding me close and warm and safe, and still be there the next morning, kissing me to wake me up! I trembled as I thought of it, tiny echos of the pleasure Daddy had given me racing through my body as I continued playing with my sensitive little clitty, thinking of him, dreaming of what our new life was going to be like!
Most kids dread the idea of their parents getting divorced... after tonight, I could hardly wait!