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A girl accidentally finds AI porn of herself on her Daddy's computer. She was completely unprepared for the effect seeing them would have on her... and she never could have guessed where the revelation would lead.

I let out a frustrated growl, smacking the side of my laptop with my palm. Still no use. The stupid thing was getting more and more temperamental the older it got, refusing to connect to the internet more often than it did. I'd told Daddy, and he'd promised to get me a new one, but he'd asked me if I could tough it out until Christmas, and I'd told him I could. I mostly used my phone anyways, for TikTok and YouTube and stuff, but for writing essays I needed the laptop. Giving up, I copied the file to my memory stick, and headed downstairs to Daddy's office. It was mildly annoying, but I was used to this by now. Mostly I wasn't allowed on Daddy's computer, because he had all his confidential work-stuff on there. But as long as it was just for quickly submitting homework assignments when mine wasn't working right, he'd given me permission.

I flopped into his chair and wiggled his mouse to wake up the screen, plugging my memory stick into the port. I opened up his file explorer, to find my essay...

I gasped, my eyes going wide as I saw the tiny thumbnail of the naked girl popping up in his 'recent files' section.

“Naughty Daddy!” I giggled, and bit my lip, debating with myself. I knew I shouldn't... but I was curious! Was Daddy dating somebody new, and he just hadn't told me about her yet? Or was it just a picture he'd found on the internet somewhere, and he'd saved it because he liked it so much? I thought the second possibility was much more likely. Daddy and I told each other everything. Or at least, almost everything. If he was serious enough about a woman that they'd started sending naked pictures to one another, I was pretty sure he'd have told me about her. But if it was just some internet girl...

Honestly, that made me even more curious. I looked at porn too, sometimes. Late at night on my phone, with my face buried into my pillow to stay quiet, touching my soft little kitty to help me relax before bed, so I could fall asleep easier. Did Daddy do that, too? When Daddy was in his office with the door closed, 'doing work' after supper, before it was time for bed... did that really mean he was in here touching himself, instead? Oh, that was so, so naughty, if that was true! I chewed my lip some more, rubbing my thighs together. I knew it was wrong... he was my Daddy, for heaven's sake! I shouldn't be thinking of him like that! But something about the idea of him touching himself... I didn't understand why, but I couldn't deny that just the thought of it was making me so hot, and wet!

I wondered what kind of girl Daddy liked. Did she look like Mom? And... by extension, did that mean she looked like me? Did Daddy have a type? Or after how nasty the divorce had gotten, did he now want girls who were as different from her, and from me, as he could find? I couldn't tell, from such a tiny little thumbnail. It was obvious she was naked, showing off so much pale skin... but I couldn't even tell the colour of her hair at that size, not for sure. I moved the mouse...

I double-clicked.

“Oh my God!” I gasped as the full-sized picture popped into view, filling the screen. That was me! Not just a girl who was my same general type... that was actually me! How the... My mind was short-circuiting, unable to process what I was seeing. This was impossible! I'd never, ever taken a sexy, naked picture like that, not even just for myself, much less to put on the internet for Daddy to find! And yet, that was obviously my face! My long, wavy red hair, and my bright blue eyes. My firm, C-cup breasts! But... not my nipples, somehow? Mine were smaller than that. And the areolas, too—mine were smaller, and a lighter shade of pink. I looked lower... Okay, that was definitely not mine! Mine was tiny, and cute, with a little tuft of soft red hair covering my mound! Not shaved bald like that one was! My outer lips were puffier, and my inner ones didn't hang out like that, not at all! Not even if I spread my knees so far out to my sides, presenting my kitty for the camera the way the girl in the picture was doing!

“AI... it has to be!” I moaned, shaking my head in disbelief. Suddenly it made sense. I looked closer... and sure enough, when I was really looking for it, it wasn't quite my face after all. It was close—it was really, really close! Daddy had obviously fed pictures of me into the AI program, to teach it what I looked like. But it was just a little bit... off, somehow. I couldn't quite put my finger on it. It was just a little bit too... perfect, maybe. Softer, and smoother, than a real picture would have been. And the errors... the breasts themselves were mostly right, because of course they were. Daddy only had to steal a peek at one of my bras, and he'd have known exactly what size to tell the AI. But he'd never seen my nipples, not unless you counted me poking out against the fabric of a bathing suit. And he'd definitely never seen my kitty! He'd had to guess... and he'd come close! Close enough to confuse even me, at least at first. But he hadn't quite gotten everything right.

I closed the picture, and looked at the file again. The name was useless, just a random assortment of letters and numbers. But the file location... 'taxes'. Yeah, right! He'd hidden his picture of me somewhere he knew I'd never look, but he forgot to clear his recent files. I right-clicked, opened the file location...

“Oh, Daddy!” I moaned in shock, the screen filling with row after row of thumb-nails, big enough I could make out the details this time. There were dozens of them! Maybe even hundreds! I scrolled down. They were all me! Every one of them! Different poses, different outfits, different—I swallowed nervously, my eyes feeling like they were about to pop straight out of my head at what I was seeing! Different... activities! Stuff I'd never, ever done in real life. I was a virgin, and Daddy knew that! I'd never even kissed a boy before, for crying out loud! But AI-me... I giggled at my unintentional pun. Not me. Not “Amy”, but “AI-me”, instead. AI-me was a slut! A dirty, filthy little whore! There was seemingly nothing she wouldn't do, with cocks so impossibly big, and thick, I was sure they'd have torn the real me in half if I even tried!

I swallowed nervously. I needed to leave. I needed to run away, and wash my brain out with bleach, and pretend I'd never seen any of this! Daddy was entitled to his fantasies... it wasn't like he'd ever tried to actually do anything to me! It was just... just a private, dirty little dream, is all. Not something he would ever act on, I knew that much for sure. There was nothing wrong with it, not really, not as long as a fantasy was all it was. Didn't most girls have rape fantasies? I'd thought about that myself, from time to time... having a guy want me so, so much, that he just had to hold me down and take me, no matter what I thought about it! It always make me really hot, imagining it... but that didn't mean I actually wanted it to happen! Not for real! It was just a fantasy—something completely taboo, and exciting... something you could enjoy safely, specifically because you knew it wasn't real! So... so Daddy had fantasies about me. So what? I never should have known about it at all, and I only had myself to blame, snooping where I shouldn't have been. I just needed to go back to my room...

But not before I'd copied Daddy's entire, secret stash of pictures to my flash drive.

I nearly forgot why I'd come into Daddy's office in the first place, but I quickly submitted my essay, double and triple-checking that I was attaching the correct file, and not one of Daddy's porno-pictures of me by mistake, before putting his computer exactly back to the way I'd found it, and fleeing back up to my room.

I locked my door behind me, barely able to insert my drive into the slot in my laptop, my hand was shaking so much. I pulled up the first picture, expanded the view to fill my screen. I started a slideshow, brought my laptop with me to my bed... and undid the fastenings of my jeans.

This was so, so wrong... but AI-me was just so freaking sexy! She was doing things I'd barely had the courage to even let myself dream about, much less to actually consider doing... and she was doing them with such a huge, excited smile on her face! I rubbed myself slowly up and down inside my panties, biting my lip, squeezing my boob through my shirt and bra. It felt like with each new picture, my eyes were getting even wider. There were so many different dress-up outfits... not just lingerie, though there was plenty of that, too, so much sexier, and sluttier, than anything I actually owned. But I was seeing myself as a nurse, a firefighter, a teacher, a girl scout, a cop, a cheerleader, a maid, a nun... And the things that were happening to me... it wasn't just that I was having sex. The cocks in those pictures were using me like a sex toy! Choking me, slapping my face, fucking my titties... taking me in all three of my slutty little holes! They were spraying me with their cum, all over my face, and my boobs! They were filling me up, and leaving me dripping... I could almost feel it as I watched, that hot, sticky cum leaking out of my stretched-out little holes!

My own Daddy's cum, filling me up. Because that was what it was. The pictures didn't show him much... they were always focused entirely on me, whatever was happening in them. I hadn't seen even one yet that actually showed his face. But I knew. They were Daddy's pictures... so that was Daddy, having sex with me. Even in the ones where I was taking more than one at a time... somehow, I thought of them all as belonging to Daddy. It was so wrong... but so hot! Imagining my own Daddy taking me... raping me, even! Stretching my tight, virgin little kitty with his huge, thick Daddy cock... sliding in and out, fucking me so hard, and deep, and fast. Speeding up more and more, getting closer to the edge... And finally, his big, strong hands clenching on my hips, as he shot his potent, incestuous cum so deep up inside of me, right up into my fertile, unprotected teenage womb! Filling me up... breeding me! My own Daddy, putting his baby in me! My own sister-daughter, growing inside of me. Daddy's hands stroking my swollen, pregnant belly as he kissed me on my lips, telling me what a good Mommy he knew I was going to be...

“Daddyyyy!!!” I wailed, gasping in shock, my heels kicking on my bed as I started to cum. It had snuck up on me, taking me by surprise, so much faster, and stronger, than it usually happened! I rubbed myself frantically, moaning and shaking, my eyes riveted to the screen as I watched image after image of me taking my Daddy's cock!

I came down slowly... and I didn't stop. I whimpered, mewling piteously, gasping so hard I was barely able to breathe. I was so, so sensitive after cumming, even the barest touch of my kitty felt like I was on fire down there... but I just couldn't make myself stop. Daddy hadn't cum yet. That's what I told myself. Daddy was still inside me, still thrusting... still using my tight, hot, wet little kitty to pleasure his huge, amazing cock! I couldn't stop, not until I made Daddy cum in me! Not until I'd earned Daddy's gift!

“Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me!” I begged, feeling so dirty, and sexy, saying such naughty words out loud. I tightened my grip on my boob, so much that it hurt! I imagined Daddy's big, strong hand touching me there, his fingers crushing into the soft, yielding flesh of my breast, as he pounded into me between my thighs. I was Daddy's little fuck-doll! I was Daddy's good, good little girl! He could do anything he wanted to me, because I loved my Daddy, and he loved me!

“Daddyyyy!!!” I screamed, this one hitting me even stronger than the last. I thrashed on my bed, my eyes rolling back in my head. I swear, I could almost feel it inside me! Daddy's huge, hot cock, stretching me so wide, and so deep! Taking my virginity, making me a woman... making me his! On and on it went, endless ripples of pleasure cascading up and down my nerves.

“Oh, Daddy...” I moaned, writhing beneath him, his body hot and heavy on mine, holding me down as he had his way with me. Had his way with his own teenage daughter's hot, eager little pussy! He was such a naughty, naughty daddy, taking me this way... and I loved it! I couldn't stop, not yet. One more. Once more orgasm, and I would earn Daddy's cum. My tight, clenching little cunny would milk Daddy's cock, making him spray inside me as we came at the same time!

I started crying. Bawling! Huge, hot tears of too-intense pleasure, of pain, frustration, and need, running heavily down my cheeks. My fingers were razor blades of pure, concentrated joy, slicing my poor little clitty to shreds! I could barely even see anymore, the images on my screen fuzzing into indistinct pale blobs. But I didn't need to see, not anymore. I was feeling it myself, now. Feeling Daddy on top of me, inside of me. I could smell his chest, my favourite scent ever, so familiar and reassuring, from all the times he would hold me close, and cuddle me. It was mixed with my own now, the heady aroma of my sweat, and my wet little kitty, filling the air around us. Just a little bit more, I was almost there...

“Amy, I'm home!” I heard Daddy's yell from downstairs, the front door thumping closed behind him. “I brought pizza for supper, come get it before it gets cold!”

“I'll be down in a minute, Daddy!” I yelled back, my eyes going wide with fright. I couldn't stop... I just couldn't! I was too close!

I rolled myself over, clumsily, burying my face as deeply as I could into my pillow. I lifted my firm, round little butt into the air, imagining Daddy grabbing me by my hips, slamming into me from behind.

“Eeeeee!” I squealed into my pillow, my teeth clenched tight to stay as quiet as I could. Daddy was doing it! He was really doing it! Daddy was cumming in my pussy! Daddy was giving me his seed!

I trembled and kicked, the most intense orgasm of my life wracking my body. Oh, please don't let Daddy hear! Don't let him guess what I was doing! I couldn't bear it if he knew! On and on it went, tearing me apart, over and over again, into smaller and smaller pieces. But finally, it started to ebb. Every muscle in my body felt loose, and slow to respond. Like I'd just finished running a marathon, and had nothing left to give.

I bit my lip, suddenly feeling so, so guilty for what I'd just done... But if Daddy was allowed to have his fantasies, then so was I. Wasn't I? It didn't actually mean anything. No more than his own fantasies did, about me. It was just an innocent little bit of fun. The fact that it would be so wrong, if we ever did it for real... that just made it all the more exciting to imagine, was all. The thrill of the forbidden, the taboo... It was perfectly natural, really. Nothing to be ashamed about. Just an extra bit of naughty excitement... just a fantasy, not anything either of us would ever actually do for real.

I rolled myself back over again, sitting up, pulling my hand out of my panties. My eyes went wide, seeing the white, creamy mess I'd made. And I hadn't even been fingering myself, only playing with my clitty and lips! I quickly sucked my fingers clean, not daring to look inside my panties at the mess I must have made, refastening my jeans. I closed my laptop, standing and setting it onto my desk, looking into my mirror as I rubbed the tears from my eyes and cheeks, grabbing a t-shirt from my hamper to dab away the sweat from my skin. I strode to my door...

I paused, my hand on the knob, biting my lip. Screw it! Why not? I reached up into my t-shirt, behind my back, before I could think better of it. I undid my bra, working the straps out through the arm-holes of my shirt, taking it off and tossing it aside. I glanced at my mirror again... my nipples were still hard and straining after my orgasms, poking out against the thin cotton fabric. I smiled shyly at myself. If Daddy was going to keep making pictures of me, then he should at least get the size of my nipples right!

I unlocked my door and headed downstairs, putting an extra little bounce in my step as I flounced across the kitchen and threw myself into Daddy's arms. I could barely keep myself from laughing, as I saw the way his eyes were tracking the movement of my boobs as I did it! I squished myself against him, nice and tight, as I stretched up to kiss him on his cheek.

“Well, somebody's in a good mood...” he chuckled, lovingly stroking his hands up and down on my waist, as I settled back down to my heels, staring happily up into the same bright, beautiful blue eyes he'd given me. But then his expression changed, to one of worry.

“Have you been crying, sweetie?” he asked, lifting his hand to gently caress my cheek. “What's wrong?”

“Oh, that's nothing, Daddy!” I giggled happily, shaking my head. “I was just watching a sappy girlie movie, is all. You know how they always make me cry.”

“Ah... okay, then,” he smiled, kissing me on my forehead. “In that case, you can tell me all about your day at school while we eat. Do you have any homework left tonight, or did you finish it already?”

I sat across from Daddy at the table, and told him about my day... with a few glaring omissions, obviously! It was our normal evening routine after he got home from work, nothing special about that. Only this time, I was having to try not to giggle at the way he kept staring at my nipples, trying to poke their way out of my shirt!

“Can we have a movie night, Daddy?” I asked as he was putting the leftover pizza into the fridge. “Or do you have more work you need to do tonight?”

“Nothing that can't wait until tomorrow,” he smiled.

“Yay!” I squealed, throwing myself at his chest and stretching for a kiss again. He chuckled, squeezing me tight in his arms and lifting me into the air, making me squeal even louder as he spun me around. He set me back down, and I scurried off into the living room with him close behind, going to take his accustomed seat on the couch.

I already knew what movie I wanted to watch; The Princess Bride. It was always one of my favourites. But I pretended I was still trying to make up my mind, bending over at my waist in front of our movie-shelf, shifting my weight from one foot to the next. I didn't dare look back to confirm... but I could just imagine the way Daddy must have been staring at my little round butt, as I slowly waved it back and forth in front of his eyes!

I decided I'd pushed my little display as far as I could, grabbing the disc and quickly slipping it into the player. I flounced back over to the couch again... only instead of cuddling in beside him, the way I normally did, I dropped myself straight into his lap, instead. Daddy chuckled again, but didn't otherwise comment, wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my cheek. I giggled happily, grabbing our big, warm couch-blanket and spreading it out to cover us, squirming to get comfy, and laying my head against Daddy's shoulder.

“You never get tired of this one, do you, sweetie?” Daddy chuckled again as he saw the title coming up, and realized which movie I'd picked.

“Never!” I confirmed with another giggle, laying my arms on top of his, squishing them tighter around my belly.

The movie was as amazing as always, and it was made even better by the way Daddy was snuggling me, and occasionally giving me kisses on my cheek. And the thick, hard pressure I could feel pressing up against my butt and upper thigh from below... well, that was an extra-special treat for me, that was for sure! I knew it could never lead to anything, not for real... but that didn't mean I couldn't enjoy it, feeling the proof that he really did find me sexy, the same way I did him.

“Bed time, baby,” he announced, far too soon as the credits were beginning to roll. I murmured unhappily, wishing I could fall asleep in his arms... wishing I could stay there forever, for that matter! But I'd already pushed things as far as I dared.

“Carry me, Daddy?” I asked, nuzzling against his cheek.

“Turn sideways,” he chuckled. “Let me get my arm under your knees, and put yours around my neck.”

I giggled happily, doing as he asked, and he scooped me up into the air, our blanket falling to our feet. I felt like such a little girl again, so loved, so protected... Daddy carried me up to my room, settling me down into bed, tucking me in.

“Kisses, Daddy!” I demanded, spreading my arms to welcome him in for a hug. He smiled, and obediently leaned down towards my cheek.

“Oops!” I giggled, after turning my head at the last moment, stealing a kiss from his lips, instead!

“Brat!” he laughed, tousling my hair with his hand. He leaned in again, going for my forehead this time, and I let him. “Night, sweetie. Love you!”

“Love you, Daddy! Nighty night!”

He left, closing my door behind him. I gave him a moment to get into his own room, before I reached down under the covers, undoing and wriggling my way out of my jeans, tossing them blindly in the direction of my hamper in the dark. I turned over, face in my pillow, lifting my butt again. That had really worked well for me, earlier, imagining Daddy taking me from behind. I reached down, and started to play. I didn't need Daddy's pictures of me, this time... I had the memory of his thick, hard cock pressing up against me while we'd been watching our movie, which was even better!

I moaned into my pillow, imagining what I knew he had to be doing at right that very moment, just on the other side of the hall. Laying naked in bed, taking his big, thick Daddy cock into his hand, and starting to stroke. Imagining me, his own sexy, virgin daughter... imagining fucking me, using my tight, skinny little teenage body, in service of his own pleasure! Oh, it would be so hot... having him hold me down, forcing himself on me! Not giving me a choice! Making me his, his forever, no matter what I had to say about it!

It didn't take me long, as keyed up as I already was from sitting in his lap like that, his big, strong arms wrapped so tightly around my itty-bitty little waist. I squealed into my pillow, my hips shaking as I imagined that big, thick cock pounding my insides, forcing me deeper into the bed, filling me up with his cum!

I collapsed, gasping, as I finished, rolling to my side, grabbing my extra pillow and cuddling it tightly to my chest.

“I love you, Daddy!” I whispered, so quietly that even if he'd been right there in the room with me, he still wouldn't have been able to hear. I was feeling so good, so happy, so loved, so full of endorphins from the amazing orgasm Daddy had just unknowingly given me... I was asleep in moments, dreams of letting Daddy do me for real running endlessly through my mind.

***

The next morning, not even the unwelcome blaring of my alarm could ruin my good mood. I slapped blindly at my clock until it quit, writhing in my bed with a big, happy smile on my lips, trying to recapture the threads of my interrupted dream. I wasn't sure of the details... but from the hot, sticky wetness between my thighs, I knew Daddy had been responsible. I rolled out of bed, stretching and rolling my neck, grabbing my bathrobe from the hook on the back of my door... I paused, biting my lip, and put it back. I took a deep breath, preparing myself... and stepped out into the hall wearing nothing but my t-shirt and my tiny, wet little pink cotton panties.

No Daddy. No chance for him to 'catch' me, walking around in my panties.

I sighed in disappointment, but not surprise. Daddy had his own bathroom, off his bedroom. That one didn't have a bathtub, only a shower, but he mostly just used that one, leaving the one off the hall just for me. I walked slowly, hoping... then stepped inside and closed the door. But I didn't lock it. It didn't matter that I knew it wasn't going to work—I was determined to give Daddy every chance I could! Just the possibility of it gave me a pleasant little tingle between my thighs.

I stripped first, then brushed my teeth, a hot blush growing in my cheeks as I saw the way the movement made my boobs jiggle on my chest in the mirror. They must have always done that... but I'd never really noticed before, not the way I was now. It was only after my discovery of the way Daddy saw me, in his AI pictures of me, that I was starting to see myself the same way.

I finished brushing... and on a whim, I decided not to spit the bubbly, minty froth into the sink. I dribbled it out all over my chest, instead!

“You taste so good, Daddy!” I whispered, the vocalizing of my secret, forbidden desires sending shivers of pleasure racing up and down my spine. “I love your cum! I love it in my mouth, and all over my tits!” I dropped my toothbrush into my holder, and began fondling my breasts, spreading the slippery, milky-white goo all over me, squeezing tight.

I backed away from the sink, right up against the side of the tub, so I could see more of myself in the mirror. I bit my lip again, trying to make up my mind. I loved my cute little fire-crotch... I always shaved the lips themselves, because it felt better playing with them when they were smooth. But my mound... I liked that soft, fuzzy little burst of hair down there. Daddy didn't, though, that much was clear. Out of all the pictures I'd seen last night, not a single one had pubic hair. And if that was what Daddy liked... then that was what I wanted, too.

I stepped in around the shower curtain and started adjusting the knobs, stepping in under the spray, rinsing out my mouth and washing the mess from my boobs. I washed my hair first, then while I was waiting for my conditioner to set, got to work with my shaving cream and razor. I did under my arms first, as I did every day. Then my legs, since it had been a few days already, and there were a few places that were starting to get stubbly. I looked down, biting my lip, running my fingertips through my soft, wet little fuzz, working up my courage. I was going to miss it... but I could always grow it back, if decided I regretted my choice. I applied my cream, and started to shave before I could change my mind. It took longer than I'd thought it would, with the longer hair clogging up the blades so much more than stubble ever did. But I got it done eventually. And I had to admit... it felt really nice, running my fingers all over, searching for any stray hairs that I may have missed! I wished I had the time to properly play... but that would have to wait until after school.

I rinsed out my conditioner, gave myself a thorough going over with my shower gel, then rinsed once more, shut off the water, stepped out, and grabbed a towel to start drying off. Once that was done, I used a corner of my towel to wipe a section of mirror, and stepped back to take a look. I felt so naked! Which was silly, of course I was naked. Maybe 'exposed', or 'vulnerable', would be the more appropriate word. I wasn't really sure yet if I liked it or not... but I couldn't deny the shiver of arousal running up my spine as I stared at myself between my thighs, as smooth as the day I'd been born.

“Do you like it, Daddy?” I whispered into the mirror, reaching down to touch myself as I watched. “Do you like your daughter's soft, bald little pussy? I look so much younger like this, Daddy... is that what you like about it? How long have you been fantasizing about me, Daddy? How old was I, when you started?” I moaned, trembling as I imagined it. I was a tiny little girl, so young I hadn't even started growing hair down there yet. Daddy was teaching me... training me! He was making me his good little girl, giving me lessons on how to pleasure his huge, thick Daddy cock! It was so forbidden, so naughty, so wrong! But I loved it so, so much, I could almost believe it was real! Daddy cuddling up behind me, wrapping me in his arms, kissing my neck. Rubbing himself between my thighs, gently spreading my hot, wet little lips. Pushing himself slowly but firmly inside... our little secret!

With an effort of will, and an enormous sigh of frustration, I regretfully withdrew my fingers. After school... not now. I wrapped my towel tight around my chest, lowering it until it was just barely covering my nipples, showing as much cleavage as I could. I bit my lip, opening the door and stepping into the hall, hoping...

No Daddy. Again.

I sighed, and walked back to my room to start getting dressed. Bra and panties, jeans, t-shirt, and socks, the same as always. I wanted to show off for Daddy, not for the boys at school. I grabbed my school bag, and went down to the kitchen, grabbing a piece of cold pizza from the fridge for breakfast, and putting another one into my Tupperware for lunch.

“Morning, sweetheart!” Daddy yawned as he stepped into the kitchen behind me, leaning down to kiss my hair.

“Morning!” I mumbled around my mouthful of pizza, making him chuckle. Daddy went to the fridge and did the same as I had, leaving me one piece for an after-school snack, splitting the rest between his breakfast and his tupperware for lunch. We talked about not much of anything, just enjoying each other's company, and Daddy gave me a ride to school like always. Only this time, after I'd undone my seatbelt I stretched over to him and gave him a kiss on his cheek.

“Thanks, Daddy! Love you!”

“Love you too, sweetie!” he smiled in pleased surprised at my kiss. “Work hard, and have fun!”

“Make up your mind, Daddy!” I turned back and gave him a playful wink as I climbed out of the car, making him laugh. Then I hurried off towards the doors of the school, putting an extra sway into my hips as I did, but not quite daring to look back to see if he was watching me the way I hoped he was.

School was a misery. Not that there was actually anything worse about it than any other day... but I just could not keep my mind focused on what I was supposed to be doing! I just kept thinking of Daddy's big, strong arms wrapped around my waist, his thick, hard cock pushing up against me from below! My panties were wet and sticky from my juices, even my barest, unintentional movements in my chair making the clingy fabric tease my frustratingly erect little clitty. When the final bell rang, I hurried to my locker, and literally ran all the way home, so desperate I was to be able to take care of my need!

I kicked off my shoes the moment I was through the front door, barely remembering to lock it behind me, and darted up to my room, stripping off my shirt as I went. I peeled straight down to my skin, unable to stand the touch of clothing for even one second more, as I started up my slideshow on my laptop on my desk, and flopped onto my back on my bed, my slender, trembling thighs spread wide as I began to rub up and down.

“Oh, yes Daddy!” I moaned loudly, my eyelids fluttering closed with too-long-delayed relief. “Oh, I missed you so much today, Daddy! Do you see? Do you see how wet and sticky my pussy is, Daddy? I've been leaking so much today... You made me do that, Daddy. I've been dreaming about you all day! I've been dreaming of your big, thick cock, fucking me in my tight, hot little teenage pussy!”

I slipped my ring and middle fingers inside of my self, gasping and trembling as I pushed in deep. “Ohhh, take me Daddy! Take your daughter's pussy!” I began frigging myself, slowly at first, but quickly speeding up. I hardly ever did it like this... mostly, I just rubbed my lips and my clitty instead. But I needed this so bad today... I needed to feel Daddy inside me! “Oh, fuck me, Daddy! You fuck me so deep, and hard! I love it, Daddy! I love the way you're fucking me!”

My other hand grasped my breasts, moving back and forth between them. “Oh, yes Daddy! Squeeze my titties! Squeeze them hard, as you're fucking me! I love it so much when you touch me like this!” I pinched my nipples, hard, making myself gasp, pulling on them, stretching my breasts. It hurt... but I loved it! “Yes, Daddy! Yes! Just like that! You can do anything you want to me, Daddy! You can do anything you want! Just never stop fucking me!” I loved the way Daddy was playing with me, using my skinny little teenage body as a playground for his own pleasure!

I bit my lip, debating with myself whether I dared... and I moved my hand down from my breasts. I started using my fingertips right on my sensitive little clitty, while the fingers of my other hand were still buried up inside, wet and squelchy-sounding as I stroked them rapidly in and out.

“Oh, God Daddy!” I trembled, writhing on the bed, barely able to gasp enough breath into my lungs for speech. “Oh, please Daddy, yes! Rub my clitty while you fuck me, just like that! Oh, I love you Daddy! I love you! I love the way you're fucking me! I'm yours, Daddy! I'm yours! I never want you to stop! Oh! Oh Daddyyy!”

I squealed, loud and long until I lost my breath completely, silent in my temporary inability to remember how to breathe. My entire body was going into convulsions, my heels and elbows drumming on my bed, as the orgasm tore through me. My vision began to tunnel, my entire world contracting to nothing but the pure, indescribable pleasure Daddy was making me feel—until finally my instincts reasserted themselves, an enormous, gasping breath filling my lungs. Then another, and another, as the heights of my orgasm finally began to ebb.

My fingers froze in place, even the pulse of blood through my fingertips against my clit seeming to send residual tremors of pleasure coursing through me. I finally gathered the courage to withdraw my hands, and even though I knew exactly what I was going to see, somehow I was still shocked at the sheer amount of slippery, sticky white girl-cream coating my fingers.

I bit my lip... and started rubbing it all over my face.

“Do you like this, Daddy?” I asked, the hot, ocean scent of myself filling my nostrils as I glazed my skin with my juices. “I'm such a dirty little girl for you... You made so many pictures of me, taking your cum all over my face, and tits. I... I like it too, Daddy. I want you to know that. It makes me feel so good... so owned! It reminds me that I belong to you, and only you, forever! Do... do you want to fuck me again, Daddy? Already?” I returned my hands between my thighs, gasping with over-sensitivity as I started touching myself again. “Do you want to fuck me while I have your cum all over my face like this? Oh, yes Daddy... I want it, too! Oh, please, Daddy! Please, fuck me while I have your cum all over my face! I'm your dirty little girl, Daddy! I'm all yours... I'm your obedient little fuck-toy... your eager little whore! You can do anything you want to me, Daddy, I promise! Anything at all!”

It made me feel so hot, and sexy, saying such naughty things out loud like that... but I couldn't keep it up for long. I was only fractionally recovered from my last orgasm, and with my fingers once more working frenetically away between my thighs almost of their own accord, I was soon gasping and panting far too much for me to try to speak, even to myself. I stared at my laptop on my desk, watching as picture after picture of me appeared on the screen, all of Daddy's fantasies of me, there for me to see. I wanted to make them happen... I wanted to be Daddy's good little girl! I wanted to show him how good I could be—I wanted to take care of him the way he deserved! I wanted to love him, and pleasure him, and take care of him, better than Mom ever did! I wanted him to belong to me, now... the same way I already belonged to him!

“Daddyyy!” I wailed again, the orgasm rocketing through me even harder than the last. I lay there gasping, a sheen of sweat coating my skin, aftershocks of pleasure making me tremble.

“Mmmm!” I moaned in satisfied exhaustion, slowly withdrawing my fingers once again, putting them in my mouth, swirling them with my tongue. “I love it, Daddy! I love the taste of my pussy on your cock, after you've just cum in me!”

I laid there for a good long time, just revelling in how it felt. But the longer I laid there, the more the guilt started creeping up on me again, now that I was no longer touching myself anymore. I tried my best to shut it all away. It was just a fantasy, I told myself over and over again. It didn't actually mean anything. It was just a dirty, forbidden dream... one that made me cum harder than anything else ever had. That was the only reason I was doing it... it wasn't like I would ever actually go through with it, or anything! Even if I wanted to, I knew Daddy would never, ever go along! It was just a fantasy for him, too, that much was clear. It was better this way... just something we could both enjoy the idea of, without ever risking the reality.

I sighed, peeling myself up out of bed, brushing my sweat-dishevelled hair away from my eyes. I was still horny, dang it... but at least I'd taken off the worst of the edge. Maybe I'd have time for another one a little bit later, but for right now, I needed a quick shower to clean up, and then I needed to get started on my homework.

I didn't bother getting dressed, or even putting on my robe. Daddy wouldn't be home for at least another hour still, so I was free to walk naked across the hall to the shower. I adjusted the knobs and climbed in under the spray, letting my mind wander as I quickly but thoroughly cleaned the cum and sweat from my skin. If only Daddy could have been there with me, washing me, touching me... I shook my head, fighting away the thought. It wouldn't be sex... it wouldn't even be wrong, not really. It would just be cuddles, like we did all the time... only we'd both be naked, was all. I scowled at my treacherous, sex-obsessed brain. Daddy would give me such a spanking, if he knew I was having thoughts like this! I bit my lip, trying to deny the flush of arousal I felt at the thought of Daddy's big, strong hand striking the firm, smooth flesh of my butt! Spanking me over and over again, holding me helpless over his lap, lifting my skirt, pulling down my panties, making me wail and squirm for him as he turned my round little ass the most brilliant shade of pink! Gradually slowing his spanking... squeezing me, caressing me, after every impact of his hand, easing the sting of his punishment. Making me moan at his touch. The weight of his big, hard cock rising down the leg of his pants, pressing firmly up against my belly where I lay. His hand, moving slowly, easing between my thighs... feeling the undeniable heat and wetness of my arousal against his palm!

“Ughh!” I moaned with frustration, taking the shower head and its flexible hose down from its hook, directing the spray between my thighs. Homework would have to wait.

“Rub me there, Daddy!” I moaned, leaning my back against the tile, spreading my legs as far as I safely could on the slippery porcelain of the tub. I adjusted the settings on the shower head, gasping as I found the pulsing one that always worked best. “Oh, yes Daddy... just like that! Rub my needy little pussy! Use your big, strong fingers on me!” I closed my eyes, clutching and kneading at my breasts with my other hand. God, I was becoming such a little slut... two in a row was no longer good enough for me, all of a sudden? But I just couldn't help myself! I needed to cum so bad... and not only for myself, either. I needed to cum for Daddy! I needed to show him what a good little girl I was... I needed to show him that he could have me any time he wanted me, no matter what! That he could just bend me over and take me... that he didn't even have to ask!

“Oh, Daddy... oh, Daddy I'm cummiiiing!” I wailed, my voice echoing loudly off the bathroom tile. I nearly slipped and cracked my head open, my legs started shaking so badly as I came! But I managed to catch myself on the shower bar, easing myself down into a crouch until the worst of the tremors had passed, and I felt safe to stand up once again. I switched the shower head back to a normal spray, putting it back on its hook and quickly cleaning myself off once again, before turning off the water and stepping out to dry off.

I stood there for an extended moment, examining myself in the steam-obscured mirror. I still missed my bush... but I had to admit, the more I got used to it, the more the shaved look was starting to grow on me.

“No more of that, okay?” I asked, staring down at my bright pink lips in the mirror. “I know we both love Daddy... but I can't have you running away with me like that anymore! It isn't right! I promise, I'll give you as much attention as I can... and as long as we're alone, and safe, we can think about Daddy as much as we want! But I can't have you taking control like that anymore, okay? Getting all hot and wet when we're sitting in Daddy's lap, and he has his arms around our tummy... that's one thing, I can't blame you for that! But you can't be invading my brain like that any time you feel like it! If you do that at the wrong time, you're going to get us caught, and Daddy's going to figure it out, and then where will we be? Hunh?”

I scowled down at myself, and started to giggle at the absurdity of what I was doing. What... was I waiting for it to actually say something back to me?

“Good talk,” I smirked, shaking my head, and gave myself a gentle, teasing pair of slaps on my pussy lips before opening the door and walking back to my room.

I pulled on a pair of cute baby-blue cotton panties, but other than that I didn't bother getting dressed again yet. My pussy and I seemed to have arrived at a temporary truce, but I didn't entirely trust that it would last. I pulled my math book out of my bag, settled myself at my desk (with my laptop moved safely over onto my bed, so I wouldn't be so tempted to look at more of Daddy's pictures of me), and I forced myself to buckle down to work.

“Amy, I'm home!” Daddy's voice shocked me out of my concentration, my eyes whipping over to my alarm clock to check the time. I bounced from my chair, darting over to my door to lock it before he could come up here to check on me and catch me half naked... I stopped with my hand on the knob, biting my lip. I pulled my hand away.

Possibilities were rushing through my mind, but there were limits to what I might be able to get away with... I hurried to my dresser, pulling open the drawer and grabbing my cute little pink pleated skirt, stepping into it and zipping it up the side to my waist. Then I grabbed an equally cute, tight, white spaghetti-strap tank top, which left my belly completely bare... but I didn't put it on, not yet. I moved around to the side of my bed again, standing with my back to my bedroom door, my top held ready in my hands.

I waited, and waited... then I heard the knock, and I started to move.

“Amy, did you hear—oh! Sorry!” Daddy exclaimed.

“Oh!” I gasped, quickly tugging my top down over my breasts, twisting to look at him over my shoulder. He'd turned away, his hand raised to block his eyes... but I knew he'd caught a hefty glimpse of side-boob, just like I'd intended. “Umm... sorry, I was just getting changed. Did you need something, Daddy?”

“No, I, uhhh...” he said, risking another glimpse, and lowering his hand once he saw that it was now safe. “I just wanted to make sure you heard that I was home, and see if you wanted to come downstairs to help me decide what we want for supper tonight. I'm really sorry, sweetie... I didn't mean to walk in on you like that.”

“That's okay Daddy,” I giggled and smiled, turning and flouncing over to him, throwing my arms up around his neck and stretching to give him a kiss on his cheek, my braless breasts pressed tightly against his chest as I stared up into his beautiful, bright blue eyes. “It's not like you saw anything you haven't already seen, when I wear my bathing suit! Don't worry about it.”

“Well... thank you for that, baby. But I'm still sorry.” He kissed me softly on my forehead, his hands gently stroking my naked waist above my skirt. I snuggled happily against his chest for a moment, then leaned back, taking his hand in mine. He smiled, lovingly stroking my cheek with his other hand, then led me downstairs to the kitchen.

We made supper together, laughing and sharing details of our day, bumping up against each other as we chopped veggies and worked at the stove, making a stir-fry. It was an easy meal to make—the only difficult part was not letting on that I saw the glances Daddy kept stealing, peering down into my cleavage in my cute little top! We ate, took care of the dishes, and Daddy agreed to another movie night. I did the same thing I'd done the night before, bending over at my waist as I searched our DVD shelves for something to watch. Only this time, because of how my short little skirt was lifting up, it meant Daddy was seeing a heck of a lot more than just the way my little round butt filled out my jeans! He was getting a double-eyeful not only of my cute little baby-blue panties, snugged so tight against my puffy little pussy... but of the obvious damp spot I could feel forming between my lips, as well!

After stretching out my exhibitionism as long as I dared, I picked Top Gun; I decided it was only fair that we watch one of Daddy's favourites this time. Plus, I remembered that there was that really steamy sex scene, in the middle! I sat in Daddy's lap again, and this time, I didn't have to wait for his erection to rise under my butt; he was already hard as a rock, the moment I sat down! I rubbed it up and down against my kitty under my skirt as much as I dared, under the guise of snuggling into place to get comfortable, pulling our blanket up to cover us as Daddy wrapped me in his arms, his hands feeling absolutely incredible on the bare skin of my waist. I couldn't see, not without turning my head to try to catch him in the act... but I'm pretty sure, from the tilt of his head, that any time he wasn't actually kissing my cheek, he was spending staring straight down into my boobs, instead!

The movie was good... but the sex scene was amazing! I swear, I could actually feel Daddy's cock twitching against my kitty beneath me as we watched, his arms tightening reflexively around my waist! I squirmed... just a little, not enough to betray that I was doing it on purpose! I needed Daddy to think I was doing it subconsciously. But it felt so, so good, having that huge, hot cock rubbing right against my pussy like that! God... he had to be feeling the heat radiating off of my kitty, didn't he? If not my actual wetness? I was sure he had to be, and I could barely focus on the rest of the movie, after that.

I thought it would be pushing my luck, asking him to carry me up to bed again after it finished. Instead I stood, helping him to his feet, and wrapped him in a huge, hard hug, nuzzling my cheek against his chest. He returned my embrace with interest, kissing my hair and running his hands up and down my back. And when we finally broke away from each other, and he guided me up the stairs before him... he teasingly pinched my butt through my skirt, making me jump and squeal, laughing as he chased me all the way up to the doorway of my room! That was where he caught me by my hips, pulling me into another hug. And when I stretched up to kiss his cheek, this time he was the one to turn his head at the last moment, catching me by surprise on my lips!

“Night, sweetie. Love you!” he said.

“Night, Daddy!” I gasped, feeling the enormous pink blush rushing into my cheeks. “Love you, too!”

He gave me a parting wink, and vanished down the hall into his room. I retreated into my own, closing the door behind me in a daze. Daddy had kissed me! He'd really kissed me! It had only been briefly... barely a peck, really. But even if he'd only been being playful, to get me back for the way I'd kissed him the night before... still, Daddy had kissed me, right on my lips!

I stripped off my top and my skirt... but not my panties, not yet. There was one particular picture of me I'd seen, in Daddy's collection; one I wanted to re-create tonight, before I'd be ready for sleep.

I crawled into bed on my hands and knees, keeping my butt high in the air and lowering my face into my pillow. Then I reached back, grabbing the band of my panties at my hips, pushing them down to just above my knees. I spread my legs then, stretching the soft cotton as far as it would go.

“Take me, Daddy!” I whispered. “I'm ready for it, I promise! I want you to take me, Daddy... who better than an amazing, loving Daddy, to take his daughter's virginity?”

I reached between my thighs, both hands, just like I'd done earlier after school; the ring and middle fingers of my right hand squelching deep inside me, the index and middle fingertips of my left rubbing round and round against my clit.

“Oh, yes Daddy...” I moaned as quietly as I could, my words lost inside the confines of my pillow. “Yes, just like that!”

I closed my eyes, the better to allow my imagination to take hold. I could still feel the strength of his hands on my waist, the incredible firmness of his cock pressing against my lips as he held me so warm, and safe, and loved in his lap. God, I wanted to feel it inside of me! I wanted to feel him stretching me open... I wanted him to make me his!

I tried to go slow... tried to delay, and to make it last. I should have known better. I was so keyed up after spending the evening in Daddy's lap, it was like my fingers had taken on a life of their own, flying in and out of my soft, wet little kitty, swirling faster and faster around the firmly erect bud of my clit. The wave of orgasm was growing inside me already, building higher, stronger, deeper. I imagined Daddy's huge, twitching cock, so much longer and thicker than my delicate little fingers, forcing me open, finding parts of me that had never before been touched. I could almost feel it for real... thrusting, thrusting, thrusting... The backs of my thighs began to shake.

“Daddyyy!” I squealed into my pillow, panting, gasping. On and on it went, as I imagined the molten-hot flood of Daddy's cum bursting into my depths, filling me up with his potent, baby-making seed!

It felt like ages before I finally regained enough control over my body to risk changing my position. I withdrew my hands, and rocked carefully side to side, inching my knees slowly back together again. I snugged my panties back up into place, before collapsing onto my side, sleepily finding my accustomed position and tugging my blanket up to cover me, grabbing my spare pillow and holding it tightly against my chest. The cover felt strange on my naked, sensitive nipples; I'd never tried sleeping without some sort of shirt or pyjama top before, but I was far too sleepy after my latest orgasm to want to crawl out of bed to get dressed again.

Besides... if I was really sharing Daddy's bed with him, I was pretty sure he'd want me sleeping naked. I needed to get used to the idea.

I was so exhausted, so satisfied, so lost in the absolute joy of imagining Daddy cumming in me, that I was asleep and dreaming before I could remember that was something I wasn't actually supposed to want.

***

The next three weeks followed much the same pattern... though I did adjust the timing on my alarm clock a little, to make sure I would always have time to give myself a quick orgasm before I had to get up and start getting ready for school. It didn't help much, I was still absolutely desperate for relief by the time I got home every afternoon... but at least it was something. I'd rush up to my room the moment I stepped through the door, stripping right down to my skin, and I'd bring Daddy's pictures of me up on my laptop while I took care of myself as many times and thoroughly as I could, before I really had no choice but to stop and get started on my homework. Then Daddy would get home, I'd get dressed again, and we'd make supper together, after which we'd watch another movie before bed. I always wore my exact same skirt and top for him around the house, and he'd now seen every single pair of underwear I owned—even the tiny, skimpy little thongs I'd bought special with my allowance just to show off for him, the ones that barely even hid my pussy lips as I bent over for him in front of our movie shelves!

And oh, the movies we watched together now... They weren't quite outright porn, I still wasn't nearly brave enough for that! But I was definitely prioritizing my choices based on the steaminess of the sex scenes involved, borrowing from my friends once I'd exhausted our own collection. They had no idea why, of course, and I was damned sure going to keep it that way! I'm pretty sure they all felt sorry for me, honestly; thinking that I was just trying to live vicariously through movies, since they all knew I'd never had a boyfriend like they all did. That was okay—better that they felt sorry for me, than actually figuring out the truth!

Only... what was the truth, exactly? Even I wasn't so sure. On the surface, other than flashing Daddy my panties before movie time every night, we weren't even doing anything wrong. But every night, right before bed, he would take me into his arms at the threshold of my bedroom, holding me tight... and he would kiss me, right on my lips!

It was always brief, chaste. Barely a kiss at all, really—hardly even a peck! But every night, that tiny touch of his lips on mine would instantly set my heart to racing, a burning flush mounting in my cheeks, my nipples hardening so much I half expected them to slice straight through the fabric of my top!

We'd share our love-yous and good-nights, and there Daddy would leave me, unsteady on my feet as I climbed my way into bed, masturbating myself furiously until I was finally ready to fall asleep, only to start the whole pattern over again the next day.

Unless it was a weekend, that was. On the weekends... God, it was somehow even worse! Daddy and I would spend pretty much the whole day together, even when we had to go shopping or run errands... which don't get me wrong, was absolutely amazing! I loved the chance to be so close to him without interruptions! But spending all day barely an arm's length apart from one another, and much of it snuggled up in his lap in front of the tv, without once being able to sneak away long enough to get myself off... by the time I finally made it to my room at night, I felt like my poor, neglected little pussy was literally about to explode!

But that all ended tonight. Tonight... tonight, I was finally going to do it! We'd just finished the dishes, and now it was time. I could feel my pulse pounding in my chest, as I walked over to the movie shelves, and bent over the way that I always did.

A sudden gasp from behind me! I bit my lip, trying not to visibly react. I spread my feet, just a little, slowly wiggling side to side the way I always did—I could feel the air caressing my skin, my completely naked, freshly-shaved pussy now fully exposed to Daddy's view! I waited, waited... and then I twisted to look back at him. He didn't even notice, his eyes still riveted under my skirt!

“Do you like what you see, Daddy?” I purred. That was finally enough to snap him out of his trance, his eyes wide and panicked as they found mine. He was like a deer in the headlights—I was barely able to hold back a laugh! I stood, biting my lower lip, turning to face him now, stalking slowly, seductively towards him, exaggeratedly swaying my hips.

“Baby, I—” he began, shaking his head.

“Shhh...” I hushed, crawling into his lap, straddling him, as I silenced him with a finger across his lips. “It's okay, Daddy... I know you like looking at me. I've known ever since I found your pictures of me, on your computer.”

“My...” It took a moment for him to realize what I meant. But then, his eyes widened so much I had a momentary fear they were going to pop right out of his head! “Oh my God, baby, I... God, I'm sorry, I—”

“Shhh, I said,” I smiled, reasserting my finger across his lips. “You don't have anything to apologize for. As a matter of fact...” I bit my lip again, shyly lowering my eyes, my voice going quiet. “I like that you like like looking at me, Daddy.”

“You... you do?” he stammered.

“Uh hunh,” I nodded, and with a supreme effort I finally managed to bring my eyes back to his, staring deeply into that brilliant blue gaze from only inches away, his hands uncertain and tentative on my waist. “But... I'm really hoping you're going to do more than just look!”

And then I leaned forward, and kissed him on his lips.

This was not like our bed-time kisses. This was no mere peck! I pressed my lips fully to his; softly, yes, but unyielding. He gasped into my mouth in surprise, his hands tightening reflexively on my waist. And for a long, long moment, that was all. That was okay, I had prepared myself for that. But finally... finally, after an infinity of waiting... finally, he began kissing me back!

I moaned happily into his lips, and began stroking my fingers through his hair. He tentatively caressed my hips. I had to go slow—if I fucked this up, if I pushed too hard, or too fast, and made him withdraw, I knew I might never get another chance. I gave him a teasing, testing little flick of my tongue against his lips. He didn't reciprocate... but he didn't pull away. I did it again, and again. And then... he opened his mouth.

It wasn't much. Only a tiny parting of lips, so subtle I almost thought I was imagining it. But it was real. And when I extended my tongue again, this time for a longer, slower lick... he didn't resist, when I eased my way inside.

His tongue met mine, and still I forced myself to go slow. He was like a wild animal; immensely strong, but dangerously skittish. Our kiss gradually deepened, our tongues beginning to swirl. I teased him, temping him, coaxing him to follow as I pulled away. And follow he did, his hot, slippery tongue pressing into my mouth. I closed my lips, gently but firmly... and I started to suck!

Daddy moaned into my mouth, trembling beneath me, his tongue suddenly going into overdrive as it swirled and licked. I moaned too, responding in kind... as I reached down to my waist, grabbing his hand, and pulling it up to my breast.

I'm not sure which of us gasped louder, at the moment of his first touch. But my following moan definitely pulled ahead, as Daddy's big, strong fingers dug deeply into the flesh of my tit, in precisely the way I'd been dreaming about for so long!

I went for the buttons of his shirt, fumbling blindly. It was harder than I expected, as distracted as I was, but I got it open eventually, pulling it down off his shoulders to bare his chest. Which turned out to be a whole other mess, actually, because I'd completely forgotten about the ones on his cuffs, and nearly ended up tying him into some sort of knot. But Daddy took over for me, chuckling into my lips as he freed himself and tossed aside his shirt. I ran my hands up and down his chest... I'd known he had a lot of chest hair, of course, but somehow I'd never expected it to be so soft! Not his muscles, though... no, there was nothing soft about those! I could have stayed there forever, just kissing him and caressing my hands up and down his amazing, manly chest!

“My turn, Daddy,” I whispered against his lips. “I want you to do it for me.”

“You don't have to ask me twice!” he grinned into our kiss, and I couldn't help but giggle. His hand slid down from my breast, fingers on both sides slipping in under my top, slowly, making me tremble as he unintentionally tickled my ribs. Up it came, slowly, slowly... Daddy backed away, staring at me, devouring me with his eyes as my breasts finally fell free, bouncing under his hungry, predatory gaze. I raised my arms over my head, letting him take it off completely, sending it to join his shirt.

“Do you like them, Daddy?” I asked, suddenly nervous and chewing my lip. “I know they're not quite the way you imagined them, in your pictures...”

“They are incredible, baby!” he moaned, taking them into his hands, one on each. “Absolutely perfect... even better than I dreamed!” He lifted, squeezed, and played, unconsciously licking his lips as he stared. I could barely even keep my eyes open to watch him, the feeling of his hot, strong fingers digging into my flesh making my eyes inexorably flutter closed. But then, before I knew what was happening, suddenly he'd dropped the one on my right, that hand reaching for my ass and grabbing tight under my skirt, yanking me higher up onto my knees with a gasp, as Daddy's mouth sealed itself tightly around my nipple, and began to suck!

“Oh!” I gasped, trembling as the suction took hold. “Oh, Daddy!” I ran my fingers once more into his hair, stroking, pulling him tighter against my breast. It was amazing! He was sucking so hard, pinning my firm little nub of flesh securely between his lips, lashing me with the tip of his tongue! I trembled and moaned, hardly able to believe how incredible that felt! “Oh, I love it, Daddy! I love the way you suck my titties!”

He grinned up at me then, biting me, making me squeak! He laughed... I scowled, smacking him on his shoulder. It hadn't actually hurt, not really. It had just surprised me, was all. He kissed my nipple again, softly, making it all better, before swapping to my other breast. And the heat of his mouth on one, compared to the chill of his saliva evaporating from the other, was an entirely new and unexpected kind of pleasure!

I was thrilled to let him do that for quite a while, going back and forth however he liked... but eventually, I really started to miss being able to kiss him back. I tipped his head back as he was in the midst of trading breasts again, pressing my lips firmly to his. He chuckled, but didn't fight me on it, letting me sink fully back down into his lap again as we made out. I pressed myself against him as hard as I could, and started to rock. Grinding my naked, vulnerable little kitty against the bulge down the leg of his pants, my firm, heavy breasts rubbing up and down against his chest. Then I giggled, and he broke our kiss, raising his eyebrow in question.

“It's your chest hair,” I admitted, bashfully lowering my eyes. “It tickles my nipples.”

“Good tickles?” he asked. “Or bad tickles?”

“Good tickles, Daddy,” I giggled again. “Very, very good tickles!”

He laughed, and pulled me back into our kiss again, one hand stroking lovingly through my hair, the other around under the back of my skirt, tightly squeezing my butt as I rubbed on him. But as amazing as that was... I wanted more! I reached down between us, fumbling at his belt, and the fastenings of his pants. That was even harder than the buttons on his shirt had been, but I figured it out eventually, reaching in... My eyes went wide, and I broke our kiss with a gasp.

I couldn't wait—I slid myself back, down to my knees on the carpet, grasping at his hips. He smiled, stroking his fingers through my hair as he lifted his butt for me, letting me pull his pants and boxers down his thighs.

“Oh, wow, Daddy!” I breathed, as I finally got my first real look at him. He wasn't as impossibly huge as some of the truly monstrous ones in his pictures of me, of course... but he was even bigger than I'd expected, from the way he'd felt pushing up against me as I sat in his lap.

I finished pushing down his pants, freeing him completely and tossing them aside. Then I moved closer, guiding him into spreading his knees for me. I bit my lip, staring up into his eyes as I finally took him into my hands. He was so hot! And his skin was so, so soft, but with an amazing, rock-solid core! I used both hands, one above the other, and still I wasn't covering it all—and my thumbs didn't even reach my fingers, as I wrapped it in my hands!

I leaned in slowly, my eyes locked on his, as I gave it my first, tentative kiss, just on the underside of the head. He moaned, and it made me giggle. It felt so strange on my lips... hot, and just a little bit spongy, somehow. But I liked it... I liked it a lot! I kissed him some more, moving up and down his shaft, exploring... I even kissed his big, heavy balls! But then I got a stray pubic hair right up my nose, and it made me sneeze! I was so embarrassed! But Daddy just smiled at me, lovingly stroking my hair, wordlessly telling me it was okay. That made me feel better... but even so, I decided I would stick to just his head, for now. Daddy seemed quite happy with that, especially once I finally worked up the courage to take him into my mouth, so I could start to suck. I couldn't fit very much of him... barely half an inch beyond the base of his head. Anything more than that, and it made me start to gag and choke. How on earth girls were ever able to deep-throat, like I'd seen on the internet, I had no idea!

I spent a couple of minutes like that, sucking him and swirling him with my tongue, playing with him with my hands. But as amazing as it was, and as much as I really did want to taste him when he came... I wanted him inside me even more!

I stood, biting my lip as I unzipped my skirt, letting it fall to my feet. Daddy was staring me up and down, and I was reassured to see he looked just as nervous about this as I was. I crawled into his lap again, moving slowly, reaching down to take hold of him once more, lifting him up and angling him into position against my soft, wet little lips.

“Are you sure about this, baby?” He asked, his hands firm on my hips, preventing me from moving again until I answered.

“Daddy... I've never been more sure of anything in my entire life!” Then I kissed him again, hard. And when his hands eventually relaxed, and started to caress, that's when I knew it was time. I took a deep, preparatory breath, and slowly allowed myself to sink down onto Daddy's cock.

“Oh, God...” I moaned, trembling, breathing heavily as his huge, swollen head eased its way between my lips. I'd never been stretched like that before, not even close! I was really wet and slippery already, that part definitely wasn't going to be an issue... but he was just so, so big!

“Are you okay, sweetie?” Daddy asked, the concern clear in his voice. “We don't have to do this right now, if it hurts too much... You're such a tiny little thing! There are other things we can do instead, if you aren't quite ready for this yet.”

“I...” I gulped, struggling to regain control of my voice. “I think I will be. Okay, I mean. I just... just need a minute, first. You're really, really big, Daddy... and you feel even bigger than you look!”

“Take all the time you need, baby. There's no rush!” he cooed, comfortingly stroking my hips. “Maybe some more kisses, while you wait, to help you relax?”

“Yes, please!” I eagerly agreed, then blushed. “And... maybe you could play with my titties some more, too, while you're at it?”

“Gladly!” he laughed, sliding his hands up my sides and tightly taking hold. I giggled too, and bent into our renewed kiss. It still took some time, but I could tell right away that it was working, helping to distract me and coaxing my body into relaxing more. I was gradually able to start moving a little, first experimenting with rocking my hips, and then eventually to start riding up and down a bit. It got easier the more I did it, until I was finally able to start bouncing on it for real, slowly working it further and further inside. It felt incredible... but I wasn't going to be satisfied until I'd taken the entire thing. I wanted to please Daddy properly, the way he deserved! And as far as I was concerned, that meant taking every... last... inch!

I was learning so much about myself, taking Daddy's cock. He was hitting spots inside me my fingers had never been able to reach, and the thickness of him was just something else entirely! It seemed like every movement I made, every slight change in the angle of penetration, caused a whole new array of feelings to radiate out through my body. I was so excited to be able to explore... but that would have to wait. For right now, the only thing I cared about was getting him deeper inside. And I was doing it, too. Only a fraction of an inch at a time, but I was doing it. Daddy's tongue was passionately invading my mouth, his hands clutching and squeezing my titties... and ever so slowly, I was taking him further and further inside.

I'm not sure who was more surprised when I finally bottomed out, me or Daddy. We broke our kiss as one, each of us staring down between us, to see the proof of what we already knew.

“God, baby... I can hardly believe it! It took your mom almost too whole months before she was able to work her way up to taking the whole thing like that!”

“It did?” I gasped. Part of me was angry... Daddy should have told me, if he wasn't expecting me to be able to take the whole thing on my first try! But mostly... mostly, I was just proud! “I, uh... I guess that means I was made for you, doesn't it, Daddy? That I could take the whole thing like this, right from the start?”

“You bet your pretty little ass it does!” He agreed, making me squeal and giggle as he pulled me back into our kiss. He reached around, giving me a firm swat on my butt, making me yelp into his lips, my searing little kitty clenching even tighter around his cock in response! “Now... how about you use this amazing, perfect, made-to-order little pussy of yours, to ride your Daddy's cock!”

“Yes, Daddy!” I moaned, and eagerly started bouncing again. It was much easier, now that I knew I could take the whole thing, and I didn't have to worry about hurting myself anymore. It meant I didn't have to hold back, catching myself with my thighs on the downswing—I could just lift myself up, and then let gravity take over, slapping myself straight down onto Daddy's thighs, and letting him slam as deep up inside of me as he could reach!

“You like that, Daddy?” I purred against his lips. “You like your daughter's tiny, tight little teenage pussy, pleasuring your big, thick Daddy cock?”

“I love it, baby! I love it so, so much!” he moaned.

“Ohhh... you made me, Daddy! You made me to pleasure your cock! You made me in Mommy's tummy, and you've been waiting all this time, until I was finally old enough to take care of you the way you need... the way you deserve!”

“Dirty little girl!” Daddy laughed, slapping my ass again. Only this time, he did it just as I was starting my drop, the sudden, reflexive tightening of my pussy making us both gasp as I squeezed him all the way down!

“I'm your dirty little girl, Daddy!” I emphasized my correction. “I belong to you! You can do anything you want to to me, Daddy! Anything at all! Just as long as you promise you will never, ever stop fucking me!”

“Never!” he gasped his agreement. “You're mine now, baby! Mine and only mine! And I am never, ever going to let you go!”

We didn't talk much, after that. We still tried to kiss, but even that quickly devolved to little more than panting into each other's mouths. He was so big, so hard, so hot inside me, stretching me over and over again, brushing rapidly back and forth over a hundred little pleasure buttons I'd never even known I had. It wasn't long before the wave inside me started to grow, so familiar... and yet, so different, too. It was so much deeper, so much wider than what I was used to. Normally, it would build up all concentrated right inside my clitty, and then explode outwards into the rest of my body like a firework going off as I tumbled over the edge. But this time... it was like the temperature was rising in my whole body at once. Like my skin was a pressure vessel in a steam broiler, and somebody had jammed the release valve, letting it build, and build, and build...

“Oh... oh Daddy!” I gasped, my eyes flashing wide.

“Cum for me, baby!” Daddy commanded. “Cum on Daddy's cock!” He punctuated his words with a sudden, bruisingly-tight squeeze of my titties... it was more than I could take.

“Daddyyy!” I screamed, lifting my head and arching my back, desperately slamming my tight, quivering little cunny up and down Daddy's huge, amazing cock, as the unbelievable, unbearable intensity of my orgasm rocketed through me! If a normal orgasm was a firework, then this one was nuclear-fucking-bomb! Over and over it tore through me, taking me apart, ripping me to pieces! Every too-fast convulsion of my hips, every deep, penetrating thrust of Daddy's cock, sent a brand new explosion of pleasure cascading through my body, my mind... through my very soul! I had to stop, I had to... but I couldn't! I had not a shred of control, my treacherous little pussy jack-hammering herself up and down Daddy's cock, entirely outside of my command! Even as my breath fled my lungs, and the tears coursed heavily down my cheeks, still I couldn't stop. I was helpless... I wasn't even a person anymore! I was nothing but a single, perfect moment of purest pleasure, stretched out into infinity, utterly defenceless to my own extraordinary need!

Daddy saved me. He wrapped his arms around me, clutching me to his chest, making me stop. I was still twitching, still rocking, still grinding my innermost self on the incredible stiffness of Daddy's cock... but it was less effective now, held so tight against his chest, no longer able to truly bounce up and down. This... this was something I could actually survive, as I waited for the orgasm to slowly wash away from me, and begin to fade.

“I love you Daddy! I love you!” I wailed. There was so much else I wanted to say as well, but nothing else mattered next to my amazing, undying love for him!

“I love you too, Amy! You're my baby girl... I love you more than anything! More than life itself!” He held me, and cuddled me, kissing my neck and gently stroking my slender, sweat-slickened back. He was so patient with me... I knew he hadn't gotten his yet, but he was acting like that didn't even matter, just holding me close, and making sure I was okay.

“Daddy...” I was finally able to gather the strength to say. “Daddy, that was too much... I... I don't think I can keep riding you right now...”

“That's okay, baby...” he cooed. “Don't you worry about that! You've already given me so, so much...”

“No, I...” I leaned back, biting my lip and shaking my head, shyly lowering my eyes. “I only mean... I don't think I can ride you anymore right now, Daddy... I'm too tired now, to keep bouncing up and down like that, and... I don't think I can control my legs anymore. They just keep twitching, no matter what I try telling them to do instead! But... that doesn't mean that we need to stop! Only that... I want you to take me up to bed, Daddy. I need you to be on top, now!”

“Oh!” Daddy exclaimed, his own shyness suddenly shining through. “Are you sure, baby? It's okay if we need to take a break, first... it looked like you just went through a hell of an ordeal...”

“Daddy...” I chided, smiling weakly as I lovingly caressed his cheek with my hand. “You need to stop asking me if I'm sure about things! I'm sure. When it comes to loving you... I am always, always going to be sure!” I leaned in again, kissing him soft and slow, before murmuring into his lips. “Now... carry me upstairs, Daddy... and fuck your baby girl's tight, creamy little cunny until you fill me up with your cum!”

“Naughty little girl!” Daddy laughed against my lips, spanking me again, hard, both hands at once! I squealed and laughed, and he grabbed me tight by my little round butt as he stood, lifting me into the air as I flung my arms around his neck to hang on.

We kissed passionately as he carried me upstairs and into his room, Daddy crawling up into his bed and laying me down in the middle, his cock never once leaving my pussy as he did. He started slowly... it was kinda nice, actually. I knew it wouldn't last, and I didn't really want it to... but I liked that he was being so gentle and loving with me, at least at first. I ran my hands up and down his chest, his sides, his back... down to his butt. I giggled into his lips—I was squeezing my Daddy's butt! It was a really nice one, too; so firm, and hard... I loved the way I could feel his muscles moving under his skin, as he softly, rhythmically worked himself in and out of my pussy!

I didn't speak. I wanted to... I wanted to tell him how much I loved what he was doing to me, how absolutely incredible it felt, having him pinning me down to the bed, feeling his big, thick cock thrusting inside my tiny, formerly-virgin pussy! But it was so special, kissing him, and staring up into his beautiful blue eyes, communicating only through the melding of our bodies... I was afraid I would ruin it, so I stayed silent. The only bad thing was that he had to hold himself up on his elbows now, which meant he could no longer play with my titties the way he had when I'd been riding him. But I did still get to feel his chest hair tickling my nipples, which was almost as good. And getting to squeeze his butt as he thrust inside of me... that made up for a lot!

He started speeding up a bit more, as he convinced himself I could take it. He was penetrating a little bit deeper now, in this new position... but the difference wasn't too extreme. Only enough to cause a pleasant stretching sensation deep inside me at the end of every thrust, not enough to actually hurt. It felt amazing, and now that I was on the bottom it meant I could really let myself go and concentrate on it, rather than having to divert my attention to maintaining my pace riding him like I had been before. The beginnings of the wave were already there inside me, I could feel them... but they were barely starting to grow, yet. I would have a nice long time to simply enjoy what Daddy was doing to me, to lose myself in the pleasure, before I had to worry about my next orgasm tearing me apart again the way the last one had.

My one true worry was that I didn't know how to do more for him. My girlfriends were always talking about how you had to do more than just lay there during sex... they said guys hated it when a girl was a 'dead fish' in bed! But... what did that mean, exactly? I'd never actually asked. And now that I found myself in this position, I didn't know what to do. I was kissing him, and moaning into his lips, and running my hands anywhere I could reach... was that enough? I tried writhing beneath him, what little I could, trying to rock myself down to meet his thrusts... but my body was still only reluctantly obeying my commands, and my timing wasn't very good. I could tell Daddy was enjoying himself even so... but I wanted more than that! I really, really wanted to be good for him... Not just good—I wanted to be amazing! I wanted to wipe away the memories of every other girl he'd ever been with, especially Mom! But I just didn't know how.

Daddy started doing me harder and harder, pressing me tighter down into the bed beneath him. Not so much that he was actually crushing me, or anything... he was still being extra careful to support most of his own weight. But... I really kinda liked it. It made me feel like he was pinning me down on purpose, holding me, and taking me... raping me, even, just like in my dirtiest, most forbidden fantasies! The wave inside me was growing faster now, swirling and sloshing, every thrust of Daddy's cock sending ripples racing out to the furthest extent of my fingers and toes.

“Where do you want it, baby?” Daddy asked, and I was so lost in my own thoughts that for a moment I was confused, staring uncomprehendingly up into his eyes.

“I'm getting close, baby,” he explained. “It won't be much longer. Where do you want me to cum, when I do?”

“Inside me, Daddy!” I moaned. There was no other choice! I knew Daddy liked his pictures of me with cum all over my face, and my titties... and I wanted to do that for him too, of course I did! But not the first time. The first time, I wanted it shooting right up inside of me, as deep as it could go!

“Baby...” Daddy chided regretfully, shaking his head. “We can't... you aren't on birth control!”

“Please, Daddy?” I whimpered. “I want it inside me! I don't care that I'm not on birth control... I want you to put your baby in me!”

“What?” Daddy gasped in shock, his eyes going wide.

“Please, Daddy... please!” I begged. “I want this so bad... you know how much I've always wanted to have babies of my own! I want to have your babies, Daddy! I want you to give it to me... I want you to shoot your cum in me, and make me yours! I want you to claim me! I want you to claim me with your cum! I want to be yours! Yours forever! I want you to breed me, Daddy! Please, please, pleeease!”

“Oh, God...” Daddy was growling, deep in his throat. And then it was happening! Daddy was thrusting the hardest he'd done yet, pounding me down into the bed!

“Fucking take it, Baby!” Daddy was grunting. “Take Daddy's cum! Take it all!”

“Daddyyy!” I squealed. I'd thought I'd still had a ways to go... but that was before I felt that huge, hot load bursting into my insides! Daddy was doing it! He was really doing it! I screamed and kicked, reflexively trying to escape the unbelievable intensity of what Daddy was making me feel! I grasped at the sheets, clawed my nails into Daddy's back. He pinned me down, wave after wave of Daddy's hot, incestuous cum filling me up, flooding into my fertile, unprotected teenage womb! I bit his collarbone, much too hard... but it was either that, or scream straight into his ear. It was indescribable... even better than last time! And Daddy just kept thrusting, over and over again, even after I could tell he'd drained himself dry. But still he kept at it, powering through what surely must have been his own incredible over-sensitivity, his amazing, pounding cock keeping me at the very crest of my orgasm, prolonging it endlessly, absolutely refusing to relent! The tears were pouring down my cheeks, my desperate, gasping breaths wracking my chest. Finally, finally he stopped, his entire body trembling as he held himself above me. He kissed me, hard, before rolling us over, clutching me tightly to his chest.

“You are amazing, baby!” he gasped. “Absolutely incredible!”

“You! You!” That was the most I could manage at the moment. But from his pleased and tired chuckle, and the way he slid his hand down my back to lovingly squeeze my ass, I knew he understood what I meant.

We must have stayed there for at least half an hour, just snuggling with me laying on top of his chest, neither of us saying a word. He'd long ago gone soft... but he was just so big, and my pussy was so tight, I still held him grasped inside.

“What do you say to sharing a shower before bed, sweetie?” he finally asked, the first words either of us has spoken.

“Mmmm... sounds good,” I drowsily agreed. “But... not quite yet. There's something else I want to try first.”

I slipped off of him then, scooting down the bed until I was resting my cheek on his hip, leaning in to start licking our shared juices off his cock.

“God...” he chuckled wryly. “I spent years trying to convince your mom to lick my cock after I finished cumming in her, and she never would. And now hear you are, doing it without even needing to be asked!”

“I'm glad you like it, Daddy...” I giggled. “But... I don't want to hear you comparing me to her like that anymore.”

“Oh!” he frowned. “Sorry, sweetie... I was just trying to give you a compliment.”

“I know,” I smiled up at him, teasingly sucking on his cockhead for a moment, making him moan. “And that's why I'm not angry about it. I know you were trying to say something nice, and I appreciate it. But from now on... I just don't want to hear comparisons like that. Not to any of the girls you've slept with, and especially not to Mom. You can still give me compliments... I like it when you give me compliments! But just tell me that you like what I'm doing, not that I'm doing it better than somebody else. In my mind... I want to pretend that I'm the only girl you've ever been with, just like you are for me. Comparisons... even if you're not meaning to, and you're just trying to say something nice, that kinda just ruins it, you know?”

“Sorry sweetie... I didn't realize,” he frowned again, lovingly stroking his fingers through his hair. “I promise I'll try not to do that again, now that I know. And if I ever slip up, you have my permission to smack me upside the head, to remind me, and train me to do better!”

“It's okay Daddy—I told you, I understood you were trying to say something nice, so I'm not mad about it. I just want you to keep it in mind in the future, is all. But if you forget... I'm pretty sure I can find a more effective method than just smacking you, if you're ever in need of training!” I giggled, giving him a gentle, playful bite on the middle of his shaft!

“Gah!” he gasped, and I squealed in joy at his response. “You little brat...” he growled playfully, grabbing me under my arms and yanking me back up the bed with a squeal, pinning me on my back as he rolled over on top of me again, kissing me hard.

“Shower time now, sweetheart?” he eventually asked again, and this time I nodded and giggled my agreement. He rolled out of bed and helped me up, but then he just held me in his arms, making no move towards the bathroom.

“Go grab your toothbrush, baby,” he smiled down at me, stroking his fingers through my hair. “If we're going to be sharing the same bed, then it only makes sense that we start sharing the same bathroom, too.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I bit my lip, trying to hide just how excited I was by the command. He kissed me again, then sent me on my way with a firm swat on my ass, making he squeal. I scowled back at him, as much as I could while fighting off my grin, conspicuously rubbing the site of his spanking with my hand as I walked away.

I hurried to the other bathroom, grabbing my toothbrush and paste... then sighed, as I noticed for the first time how many other bathroom things I actually had. There was no way all of this would fit in Daddy's bathroom! I grabbed my shampoo, and my conditioner... those, I simple couldn't live without. But all the rest... that would just have to stay where it was, and I would have to come back and forth as needed.

I returned to Daddy's bathroom, to see him already half-way through brushing his teeth. I found room in his shower for my shampoo and conditioner first, then came back to join him at the sink and started to brush. Do you have any idea how difficult it is to brush your teeth when somebody's pinching your butt and trying to make you laugh? But I got it done, and chased Daddy backwards into his shower. He let me control the temperature, and we kissed and played under the shower. I was so sweaty I definitely needed to wash my hair... but Daddy insisted on doing it for me, instead, while I nuzzled against his chest, which was just about perfect! It was just as we were rinsing off that I noticed Daddy's cock starting to get hard again.

“Do you want a blowjob, Daddy?” I asked, flirtatiously batting my eyelids at him as I took him into my hands and started to stroke. “I loved licking your cock... but I think that was mostly my cum, not yours. I want to see what yours tastes like this time!”

“I would love that, baby!” he laughed, softly caressing my cheek. “But it takes me a long time to cum just from oral... especially when I've already cum recently! What do you say I fuck you first, until you get yours... then I'll help you down to your knees, and you can finish me off with your mouth?”

“Sounds like a plan to me!” I agreed, squealing happily as I stretched up to steal a kiss.

“In that case...” Daddy took me by my hips, spinning me around and pushing between my shoulder blades until I was bracing myself up against the wall of the shower. “I want to see this pretty little ass of yours this time, while I'm fucking you from behind!”

“Yes, Daddy!” I gasped, wiggling my ass back and forth for him, already trembling with anticipation!

It was amazing, of course... how could it not be? I especially loved the way the new position meant he could spank me as he was fucking me, and how he reached up to grab hold of my titties, using them like handles as he did me hard, fast, and deep! I nearly bucked myself right off the end of his cock, when I started cumming. After which he eased me down just like he said he would, feeding me that amazing, tasty Daddy cock! And his cum... God, how do I even describe it? It was hot, and salty, and gooey... but it was so much more than that to me! Daddy was feeding me an actual part of himself! It was going right down into my stomach, to be broken down and absorbed... Daddy's cum was going to become a part of me! I don't know, maybe I was being silly, thinking about it like that... But I loved it, really I did! Nearly as much as I loved it when he'd cum inside of my pussy!

Daddy guided me into his bed again after we'd dried off, snuggling close behind me as we spooned, wrapping me under his arm, and gently, possessively cupping my breast in his hand.

“Daddy?” I asked.

“Yes, baby?”

“I just wanted to say... if you wake up before I do tomorrow, you can stick it in my pussy while I'm still asleep, if you want. You don't have to ask, first... you never have to ask! You can have me any time, and any way that you want! Except, uh... not up my butt. Not yet. I want to do that for you too... but you're so big, I think I'm going to have to find a way to practice, and work up to it, before I'll be ready to try. But anything else... my mouth, and my pussy, and my titties... those, you can have any time you want!”

“Thank you, baby!” he kissed the side of my neck, tightening his squeeze on my breast. “Rest assured, that is an offer I will most definitely be taking advantage of! And the same goes for you, by the way, if you wake up first! There's nothing I'd love more than waking up with your pretty little lips—either set of lips—wrapped around my cock!”

“Count on it, Daddy!” I giggled. I'd heard about boys getting 'morning wood', and I could hardly wait to experience it for myself! “Love you!”

“Love you too, sweetie. Nighty night!”

And with that, we snuggled down to sleep. To think, none of this ever would have happened if I hadn't come across those AI pictures Daddy had made of me! The thought of it terrified me, that I'd come so close to missing out on the most amazing thing that had ever happened to me! I knew how lucky I was, and I vowed I would never, ever take our love for granted! And as I laid there in Daddy's arms, I made myself another promise as well...

At the earliest possible opportunity, I was going to see about replacing Daddy's AI pictures of me with some real ones, instead!

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