A girl thinks she's dreaming of having sex with her Daddy, the way she does every night. Until she wakes up enough to realize—this is no dream at all!
I was dreaming. The weight on my back, pinning me down to my bed... the thick, hot pillar of flesh sliding inside of me, my wet little pussy squelching welcomingly in the darkness, my cute little panties pulled down and stretched between my knees. It was Daddy, finally giving in to my flirting and teasing, having his way with me just the way I'd always wanted him to! I'd had this dream before, plenty of times. Nearly every night, if I was being honest, in one form or another. But being pinned down like this, being forced... Daddy wanting me so much he just had to take me, without even asking me first... this was by far my favourite! It was one of those odd dreams I had sometimes, the ones where I knew I was dreaming, but couldn't affect what was happening. Not that I wanted to change anything anyways. I relaxed eagerly into the imagined feeling of him inside of me, only wishing that it could be happening for real!
It wasn't until he licked slowly up the back of my ear, making me tremble, my eyes flashing wide open in the pitch blackness of my bedroom, that I realized that it actually was!
I bit my lip, forcing my body into continued passivity, my mind whirling at about a million miles a minute! This couldn't really be happening... Daddy would never do this! But he was, he really, really was! Daddy was taking me, fucking me... his own teenage daughter, Mom presumably still asleep in their bed, just across the hall! Oh, God... I'd been dreaming about this for so long! But... I'd never actually wanted it to happen! Not for real! Had I? With Daddy's thick, hot cock deep up inside of me, the juices of my arousal leaking out onto my tender, smooth little pussy lips... suddenly, I was no longer so sure.
I closed my eyes again, trying to make myself relax. The one thing I did know for sure, was that I could never let him know that I was awake! Thank goodness for the heavy black-out curtains I'd asked Daddy to install over my window, to help me fall asleep! At least he wouldn't have been able to see my reaction, when I'd finally woken up enough to realize what he was doing to me! If Daddy had chosen to take me... to rape me, like he was doing... well, that was on him. But if he knew I was awake, that I could have been saying 'no', but didn't... I could never, ever let him know that! Whatever I was feeling about this—and I was still far too conflicted and confused about it to even know the answer to that question myself—there was no way I could ever let him know that I'd actually been awake, when he'd done it!
But soon, I had bigger problems than just trying to pretend I was still asleep, and working out how I really felt about what he was doing to me. I could already feel the heat and pressure building within me... so similar to the way it always did, when I played with myself before bed to help me fall asleep. But it was so much... heavier, somehow, than what I was used to. Deeper, too. That part made sense, with the way Daddy's cock was thrusting way up inside me like this, so much further than I'd ever been able to explore with my fingers. Goodness, he was big! Even bigger than I'd dreamed! But it was the heaviness of it... the way it felt like it was slowly filling me up, my entire body at once, cresting in this huge, threatening wave, just waiting for the moment to break... On and on it grew, a burning need far beyond anything I'd ever made myself feel before!
“Do it for me, baby!” Daddy commanded breathily into my ear. “You're such a good, good little girl! Now show me how much you love it, baby, and cum on Daddy's cock!”
I clenched my teeth, determined not to scream, not to give him any sign that I was actually awake. But I couldn't control the sudden tremors racing through my body, or the way my tight little formerly-virgin pussy started clenching desperately around his amazing, invading cock, instinctively trying to milk him of his seed as he forced me to cum against my will!
“Good girl, baby!” he groaned into my ear as it happened. “Good, good girl! God... your pussy is fucking amazing! It feels like you were fucking made for me... which I guess you kind of were, weren't you?” he chuckled, gently nipping my earlobe between his teeth, and it was all I could do not to let myself squeal in response.
I came down slowly, Daddy softly kissing my neck. He slipped his hands in underneath me then, one then the other, up inside of my sleep-shirt, and onto my perky little B-cup breasts. I was so self-conscious about them... they were so much smaller than Mom's were, after all! But Daddy sure did seem to like them, from the way he squeezed, his fingers digging almost painfully into my flesh! He started fucking me faster, and harder. He used my titties like handles, holding me tight against the force of his thrusts, though his weight on my back had already been more than enough to pin me in place. I could hear the sound of his hips slapping against my firm, round little butt... every thrust of his cock forcing the breath from my lungs, making me gasp! But still I was lying limp, determined not to give in, not to let him know that I was actually a participant in what he was doing to me... that I was actually choosing not to tell him 'no', and make him stop.
It didn't take much of the new, harder thrusting before I could tell something was starting to change. He was breathing harder now, his thrusts almost violent, driving as deep as he could reach. It was starting to hurt, making me wince a little as he pounded relentlessly against my tender, inner wall... but I loved it! I loved the way he was giving me the entire thing like that! Another quarter of an inch, and it would have been too much, it would have hurt more than my capacity to enjoy it. But just like Daddy had said... I'd been made for him! He'd stretched me open, as far as I could possibly go... and he was the exact perfect size for me! I'd never imagined that pain like this could be enjoyable... but now that it was actually happening to me, I would never have it any other way!
There was a sudden hitch in his breathing—
“Take it, baby!” he growled, slamming in hard and keeping himself there, his huge, perfect cock twitching forcefully inside me as the enormous, molten-hot flood of his cum burst into my depths! “Take Daddy's cum! Take it all!”
My orgasm hit me completely out of nowhere, no warning at all this time! I bit my lip hard, tasting blood, as I started to shake. Daddy was cumming in me! His huge, hot load was squirting deep up inside of me, right up into my fertile, unprotected teenage womb! He was breeding me! Putting his baby in me! He hadn't even asked me first... and I loved it!
We came down slowly together, Daddy panting loudly on top of me, and me trying desperately to stay quiet, the sweat of his chest hot and wet on my back.
“God... you're amazing, baby! Such an incredible little fuck! You have no idea how long I've been dreaming about finally doing this... and somehow, you're even better than I imagined!” he chuckled tiredly, lovingly kissing my cheek, and softly kneading my breasts in his hands. That felt so, so good! He'd gotten a little too carried away when he'd cum, squeezing enough that it had hurt a bit too much, though I'd been too focused on my own orgasm at the time to really care. What he was doing now though, felt absolutely incredible on my abused little tits! “You're so hot, and wet, and tight... And when you cum, baby, I swear... it's like you're trying to grab hold of my dick, and tear it right off!”
Was that actually a good thing? It sounded like he thought so, so I guess it had to be, though I didn't understand how that could be true. Maybe it was like the way he'd been pounding inside me, near the end; a little bit painful, but the good kind of pain? Just as long as he liked it, I guess that was the important thing.
“Still nothing, baby?” he asked, a wry chuckle in his voice as he kissed my cheek again. “You do realize I know you're awake, don't you?”
I gasped quietly... but managed not to otherwise react. Maybe he was just testing... maybe he didn't actually know!
“It's okay, baby,” he chuckled again, a loving smile clear in his voice in the darkness. “I understand that it's probably easier for you to pretend right now, and I don't blame you one little bit. You can pretend as long as you need to. You just make sure you never tell your mom... and I'll keep sneaking in every night, and letting you pretend, until you're ready to admit the truth!”
He kissed my cheek again, slow and loving, before he pushed himself up, pulling out and away. I was only barely able to suppress my whimper of disappointment at the unpleasant empty feeling he left behind in my pussy as he withdrew. He chuckled again, leaning down to softly caress and kiss the curve of my pert, naked little butt for a moment. He pulled up my covers, tucking me in and giving me one last kiss on my cheek. Then he was gone, stepping out my door and closing it silently behind him.
I bit my lip in the darkness, reaching underneath myself, feeling the hot, sticky mess he'd left all over my shaved little lips. I smiled, a secret, private smile in the darkness, moaning softly as I began gently rubbing our sticky-slippery mixed cum all over my too-sensitive little clitty. I wasn't going to cum again... there didn't seem to be much point now, when Daddy's cock was able to take care of me so much better than I could with my fingers! But I could play, and remember, everything he'd just finished doing to me...
Daddy was right; I wasn't ready to admit yet, that I'd been awake...
But that didn't mean I wasn't eagerly awaiting tomorrow night, and my chance to pretend being asleep again!