“Oh, shit!” I exclaimed as I pulled into the driveway and saw my father’s car there. I’d been in such a hurry to get home so I could play with myself while reading my latest acquisition, I’d forgotten to change back into the jeans and t-shirt I’d left the house in. I was more than halfway home when it hit me I was still wearing the skimpy little red tank top and short black skirt I’d changed into at Michelle’s house when I picked her up for class.
I had almost turned around, but was getting so horny in anticipation of cumming I was starting to squirm in my seat. I was always home before dad, and mom was usually later than him. I was so worked up; my fingers were sliding between my legs every time I caught a red light and said screw it, I would just go home. Screwing was actually what I had hoped to be doing, but Rob, my latest boyfriend, had to go to some family thing right after school.
Truth be told, sex with Rob was almost a tease these days. Sure he was cute and had no issues with playing with me as much as I played with him, but he was too nice. These days I fantasized about playing rough and when I mentioned it to him a couple of nights ago when his folks weren’t home and we’d fucked in his bedroom, he asked me if I was nuts. I didn’t bother explaining it to him and just settled for giving him a blow job and pretending he was shoving it down my throat rather than just lying there, respectfully letting me take care of him. Hell I couldn’t even get him to pull my hair and when it came to sex?
Rob always went slow and easy, which was okay in the beginning, but not anymore. I wasn’t an inexperienced virgin; I’d been having sex for a year now and had been with three guys in that time, I didn’t need to be treated like a princess, now I wanted to be fucked like a whore! I’d told him that and he had seemed offended. That had made me wonder if maybe I should find another guy. Who the hell has a problem with their girl telling them to fuck her harder? Then again, like me, Rob was only nineteen; maybe I needed to find an older guy.
I shut the car off and felt a shudder go through me. Oh, yeah, that was exactly what I needed! An older man to take me the way I needed to be. To show me what happens to a bad girl like me who wants to be treated like the dirty little slut she’d love to be! I got out of the car and after a brief debate, decided to go in through the front. If dad was home, odds are he would either be in his workshop in the basement or in his den watching TV. I entered the house quietly and after walking through the small hallway came out into the living room where I stopped in my tracks. Dad was on the couch, but sleeping, his head turned away from the television that was showing some sports show.
“Oh, damn.” I whispered, licking my lips and already feeling my pussy heating up.
Dad was only wearing a pair of shorts and my eyes hungrily worked their way over his scantily clad body. My father was a personal trainer and led by example. His stomach was flat and hard, his shoulders broad, and even relaxed, I could see the muscles in his arms. Speaking of muscles, my eyes lingered on the one in his shorts. I wondered if dad was having a particularly good dream because the bulge was pretty damn big.
I knew I should be slipping passed him and up to my room, but couldn’t move. Instead I imagined walking over to the couch and dropping to my knees. I would pull his shorts down and take his nice big dick into my pretty little mouth. Dad would wake up and grab my hair and start shoving his cock deeper into my mouth, so deep my eyes would water and all the while telling me what a slut I was for blowing my daddy. My hand strayed up to my tit and I began rubbing my aching nipple through my shirt.
I jumped when he turned his head, but his eyes were still closed and I remained where I was letting my lust filled mind continued. Dad would yank me from his cock and make me get on my knees. I’d be bent over the arm of the couch and grabbing my hips he would slam his prick hard into my tight young pussy, so hard I’d squeal. Dad would fuck the shit out of me, pulling my hair and spanking my firm little ass.
I was aware that my legs were moving back and forth, my thighs rubbing together as my wet pussy yearned for my step father’s cock. I suppose I should feel bad, wanting to fuck my daddy But hell, with that body and his thick black hair and pretty blue eyes, it was hard to see him as anything other than a hot as hell older guy. One I sure as hell wouldn’t mind fucking.
At times, when my mind really had me in heat, I wondered if he would want to fuck me. Maybe it was wishful thinking, but I swear dad checked me out sometimes. I was damn sure he watched me through his den window when I was sunbathing. Of course I usually had a couple of friends over and he could be looking at them, but a girl could dream couldn’t she? Dreaming of my father was what I had been doing a lot of lately, much more since I’d snuck that book out of Cindy’s house.
That thought, along with my overheated pussy, spurred me to finally move. My sandals had heels so wakening gingerly; I began tiptoeing across the room. I’d almost reached the staircase when dad called out, “Hey Melanie, hold on a minute.”
With an air of resignation I turned around to see dad, now sitting up.
“Hi daddy!” I exclaimed, flashing him a huge smile.
“Don’t daddy me, Mel, “Come over here.”
I slowly walked back over to the couch and saw dad looking at my legs. Despite the fact I was pretty sure I was going to get yelled at, I liked seeing his eyes there. My own gaze immediately fell between his legs and noticed that bulge hadn’t gotten any smaller. When I reached him, he made a show of looking me up and down, which again, although for the wrong reason, got me hot nonetheless.
“Umm, what are you doing home?” I asked nervously as his eyes were now lingering on my tight tank top.
“A pipe burst at the gym, I’ll be home tomorrow too. So, is this how you come home every day while your mom and I are at work?”
“What do you…?”
“Oh please, Melanie, you didn’t go to school like that! You’re mother would never let you.”
“I…” I put my head down, “I changed at Michelle’s this morning.”
“And forgot to change back.” He nodded, “But figured no one was here.”
“I…” seeing no way out, I looked up and pushing my lips out into a pout looked up with my big brown eyes and whispered, “Sorry Daddy.”
“Only because you got caught and don’t think the big eyes and calling me daddy, is getting you off the hook.” He gave me another quick up and down, “Christ, kid you know I’m not as bad as your mother, but you look like a slut.”
Him saying the word slut sent a shiver through me, but I quickly recovered, “Daddy, that’s not nice to say!”
“It’s true.” He shook his head. “Shit Melanie you don’t have much on top, but that thing is so tight that’s all anyone can see when they look at you.”
“They’re not that little!” I said defensively.
“They’re not big enough to be showing like that if you were wearing a shirt that wasn’t meant for a ten year old.”
“Well…”
“Turn around.” He interrupted me.
“What?” I asked in surprise.
“You heard me, turn around.”
I did as he said and looking back over my shoulder saw he was staring at my ass. As much as I liked that, I started to turn around, but grabbing my hips, he held me still.
“I didn’t tell you to turn around!” he snapped.
“Yes daddy.”
I’d said that in a whisper as the feeling of his powerful hands on my hips caused a warm wave of moisture to flow between my legs. I jumped when I heard something hit the floor in front of me and looking down saw it was the remote to the TV.
“Pick that up.” Dad said behind me.
I started to sink down to my knees to do as he asked when he stopped me by squeezing my hips even harder.
“No, bend over and pick it up.”
His command sent another wave of heat through me and slowly I bent over in front of him. Picking up the remote I peeked between my legs to see his face inches from my ass. I could feel my skirt rising as I bent and realized he was probably staring at my all but bare ass. I didn’t know what was going on here, but I was starting to feel as if I were in one of the stories I’d been reading lately. That illusion was shattered when Dad let me go and snapped, “Stand up and turn around.”
I did as he said and taking the remote from my hand he said, “Jesus Christ Melanie, I could see your ass when you bent over and what the hell are you wearing, dental floss?”
“It’s a….”
“I know what it is!” he waved his hand, “Not that your prude mother would ever wear one, but I’ve seen thongs before.” He sighed, “Melanie you know how we feel about you dressing like…”
“Daddy, I’m nineteen!” I told him. “I’m a freshman in college; I’m not a little girl.”
“No, not with an ass like that you’re not.” He said.
My eyes widened at his words and he paused and frowned as if he had let that slip. I immediately looked down at his crotch and felt my heart begin to beat faster, his hand was in his lap, but I could still see the bulge at the edge of it, he was hard!
“Were you looking at my…” I began, hoping that…
“Hell no!” he exclaimed, “Well, I mean I was, but not like that!”
“Oh,” I said, wondering if he could hear the disappointment in my voice. “Sorry, I…”
“I just meant you’re not a kid anymore and all the reason not to be advertising what you have. Never mind sneaking around like that. That’s no different than lying Melanie. You want to dress different we talk about it, you don’t do dumb things like this.”
“But you guys will always say no, you’d rather me dress like a damn tomboy.” I said disgustedly.
“There’s a middle ground, you don’t have to be a tomboy, but we’re not going to let you dress like a slutty schoolgirl either.”
“You’re calling me a slut again.” I told him, although I didn’t mind, “That’s…”
“What you look like and what everyone will think.”
“Are…are you going to tell mom?” I asked, giving him the lip again, except this time, I made it tremble and widened my eyes.
“I…” he sighed, “I hate when you do that. I…”
“Please daddy!” I bent down and kissed his cheek, “I’ll be a good girl I promise.”
“You look like a bad girl.”
I wanted to tell him I would be more than happy to be that for him too, but instead, just gave him another pout.
“Fine, I won’t say anything,” he said waving his hand at me, “Now go upstairs and if it happens again, we’ll go through your closet and get rid of whatever we don’t like.”
“Thank you daddy!”
I gave him another kiss and turning walked slowly towards the stairs. I took my time going up the stairs, knowing the higher I got the more I would be showing, when I was at the next to the last stair I turned around quickly and was delighted to catch Dad looking up at me. As soon as he saw me, he moved quickly and I saw his hand cover his crotch again. As he looked nervously back at me, I gave him a big smile and turning, bent over on the top step to pretend to fix my sandal. Straightening, I resisted the urge to look back and once I got past his line of sight all but ran into my room to masturbate.
*****
As soon as I closed the door behind me, I pulled my top off and reaching behind me, removed my bra. I shook my head, enjoying the way my long dark hair felt across my back. I unzipped my skirt and standing in front of the mirror in the back of my door, playfully shimmied out of it. Standing there in just my red thong, I cupped my small perky tits and pouting whispered, “You made fun of my tits daddy, please kiss them and make it up to them.”
I gave my hard pink nipples a stroke with my fingers and moaned softly. Damn I was wound up! Turning around, I hooked my fingers into the sides of my thing and bending over, slid it down to my ankles. Looking over my shoulder, I saw my smooth pink pussy peeking out from between my thighs and even in the mirror could see I was wet. Kicking the thong off, I climbed onto my bed and rolling over onto my back spread my legs wide and slipped my hand between my legs.
My bed was opposite the mirror and I smiled at the sight of my pink tipped fingers stroking my pretty little pussy. I moaned as I slid two fingers into my wet hot slit and removing them, quickly sucked them into my mouth. I rolled my eyes back at the taste and sucking on my fingers, imagined them as a nice big dick. Except unlike my fingers that dick wouldn’t be still, but would be fucking my mouth, forcing me to take every inch!
On that note, it was time for a little inspiration! Not that Dad wasn’t usually enough, but I couldn’t wait to check out my latest prize. Rolling over onto my side, I reached under my mattress and pulled out the paperback I had ordered online and had sent to me at Michelle’s house. Propping myself up on the pillows, I looked at the cover which showed a young blonde girl with her hands tied behind her back, being fucked over a desk. The title made to look as if it was written in lipstick was “Daddy likes it rough!”
Ever since Michelle had showed me a book she’d found in her mother’s closet entitled “Daddy’s good girl” I’d been obsessed with not only daddy daughter fantasies, but most of that book the fathers had been rough on their naughty little girls and I had cum multiple times to every story. I had never thought of rough demeaning sex, but those bad girls being taken like that had me dying to be one! Michelle had been appalled, maybe because it was her mother’s and tossed it into the trash. When she left the room to go to the bathroom, I’d snuck it home with me and been hooked ever since.
I licked my lips and slid my wet fingers back down between my legs. Opening up the book to the first story and began to read.
“Oh, daddy, please stop! I’ll be good I promise!” Susan cried out as her father continued to spank her bare ass.
“You said that last time you little slut!” He exclaimed, punctuating his sentence with another stinging slap across her stinging ass.
‘Oh…please daddy! I…I’ll be your good girl I promise! I…oh!”
Susan cried out as her father dealt her tender backside several slaps in quick succession. She was lying across his lap and kicking her feet wildly as he continued to discipline her. Her skirt was over her hips and her panties were around her ankles, leaving her entire ass exposed to him and he was doing his best to turn every inch of it red.
“Good girl?” he laughed, “You don’t want to be a good girl, you love being a dirty little pig don’t you?”
He slapped her again, but this time his large hand stayed on her burning ass and squeezed her cheek hard. Susan moaned, but not just from the stinging, but how when he’d squeezed he’d spread her cheeks open. His fingers were on the inside of her thigh, inches from her very wet pussy. She begin to squirm on his lap, hoping he would move his fingers and touch her the way he always did when she was a bad girl.
“I asked you a question, you little whore!” dad yelled, pulling her pony tail and lifting her head up.”
“No, I…I’m a good girl really!” she yelled even as she tried to move her hips and push her pussy closer to him.
He laughed and inched his fingers closer, deliberately teasing her and Susan whimpered in frustration. She had her hands on the floor helping to balance herself, and raising her right began to squeeze her small, but hard nipple through her shirt, oh, she needed it so bad!
“So, you think you’re a good girl?”
“Yes daddy! I’m your good girl!”
“Hmm, let’s see.”
“Oh daddy!”
Susan called out in pleasure as his thick fingers thrust between her legs and into her quivering pussy.
My own fingers slipped into my pussy and began pumping as hard as I could, imagining them as my own father’s fingers.
“You’re wet you little pig!” dad exclaimed, “You do love being a pig!”
“I’m your pig daddy!” she moaned, “I’m anything you want me to be! I…oh ow!”
Susan yelped in pain as he suddenly stood up and she fell off of his lap. She hit the floor hard and cried out again as he grabbed her by her pony tail and dragged her to his knees.
My fingers slid from inside of my pussy and sliding up to my clit started rubbing it hard and fast in anticipation of what was coming next.
Holding her head up, by her hair, her father used his free hand to unzip his pant and removing his hard cock said, “Go ahead, you little slut, suck your daddy’s cock!”
Susan opened her mouth and took him into it, she began sucking slowly, trying to be a good girl and please him.
“Oh, please don’t tease it, suck it!”
Susan gurgled as he shoved the entire length of his long thick cock into her mouth and down her throat. When her lips were touching his balls, he began thrusting in and out.
“That’s it you little bitch, you suck that cock! It’s all sluts like you are good for isn’t it”
Susan couldn’t speak all she could do was whimper pathetically as her father held her head still and repeatedly fucked her mouth. Her eyes were watering and he was hurting her throat, but at the same time her pussy was dripping and she sucked as best she could, hoping if she pleased him, her daddy would make her cum.
“Oh fuck! Oh, yeah that’s it you little oh yeah!”
He cried out and Susan moaned as his cock twitched and his cum began filling her mouth. He was fucking her so hard and there was so much cum, she gagged and as he pulled his cock out his cum drooled down her chin and tits and spilled onto the floor.
“You made a mess!” he said.
“I’m sorry Daddy! I….
“Clean it up!”
Susan was suddenly pushed down to the floor until her face was just over the puddle of cum on the floor.
“I said, lick it up you….
“Oh yes!” I moaned as my back arched and dropping the book, I began to play with my right nipple.
I gave it a hard pinch, imagining it as Dad’s hand fingers doing it and that small jolt of pain sent me over the edge. I bit my lips so I wouldn’t cry out louder and squirmed on the bed as my pussy convulsed and waves of pleasure crashed through me. I straightened my legs and curled my toes and with another muffled squeal, I felt my pussy contract and slumped onto the bed as a warm gush of sticky fluid coated my fingers. I lay there panting and reaching for the book, planned on doing some more reading and some more cumming. That one had just taken the edge off, now I was going to take my time and really…
I jumped at a knock on the door and my eyes widened when I saw the doorknob begin to turn, shit, I’d forgotten to lock it. The door opened partway and I heard Dad say, “Hey Melanie, can I borrow your I-pod? I want to…oh!”
I had yanked the two big pillows quickly down in front of me and yelled, “I’m not dressed!”
“Jesus, I’m sorry.” Dad said, his face turning red.
I sat there trying to get my heart to stop pounding and noticed that he was staring at my bare legs which were sticking straight out as I’d only been able to cover my tits and lap.
“Its…its okay. I should have locked my door when I was going to change.”
“Ummm, why are you naked on your bed?” he asked, his eyes finally making their way to my face.
“How do you know I’m naked?” I asked, really wondering, “I have….umm, my underwear on,and “giving it a shot I added,” Wanna see?”
“No! I…I believe you.” He said as he came closer to the bed, “Hey Melanie?”
“Yes, daddy?” I asked nervously as he stared closely at me.
“Why are you red and sweaty?”
“Oh, uh….”
“You feeling okay?” he asked, stopping near the foot of the bed.
Seeing my way out, I shrugged, “No, I…I’ve been having hot flashes all day, that’s why I decided to lay down and was too hot to put anything on.”
“Oh, sorry I bothered you.”
He was rocking from foot to foot as if he was nervous and I saw his eyes staring down towards the pillow. I looked down to see that he could see the side of my leg and hip and realized he knew I wasn’t wearing anything.
“That’s okay. My I-pod’s on my…”
“Hey!” he snapped as he reached down to the bed, “What the hell is this?”
To my horror, he held up the book.
“I…”
Turning it to face him, his eyes widened, “Daddy likes it rough?” looking up at me he shook his head, “Are you fucking kidding me Melanie? What is this sick shit?”
“Daddy, I…”
“Don’t call me that!” he exclaimed, “Not with this damn thing in my hand!”
Giving me a disgusted look, he opened up the book and started to read. I swallowed hard and stammered, “D…Dad, please don’t look at….”
“This is fucking disgusting!” he said slamming the book shut. “That girl was fucking her …” he stopped short and his eyes locked into mine. He looked down at the back of the book, which had a list of the names of the stories and whispered, “They’re all fucking their daughters! Shit, ‘Bound for my daddy?’ Are you kidding?”
“I…” I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes, I was so screwed!
“And… oh my god!” he slapped the book against his thigh. “You…you’re all red and hot because you were…..playing with yourself.”
He whispered the last part and I saw him swallow hard as his eyes quickly roamed the length of my legs. “I….”
“Hey what’s going on in here?” Mom’s voice came from the doorway, causing us both to jump.
Turning around, Dad shrugged and said, “Oh, I just came into get Mel’s I-Pod and she was saying she don’t feel good.”
“Oh,” Mom came in and walked over to the bed.
I noticed Dad quickly tuck the paperback into his jeans behind his back and turned so mom wouldn’t see it. I looked up at Mom who as always was dressed in one of those ridiculous pant suits she always wore to work. Mom was only in her early forties, but dressed older and despite the fact I thought she had a nice shape she never showed it. Not for the first time, I wondered if she was keeping Dad happy in bed, I’d once heard him yelling that she was always tired. My thoughts snapped back when mom asked, “Honey, why aren’t you wearing anything?”
“Oh, I…”
“Especially with Dad here.”
“I kind of walked in on her.” He said, “She said she was so hot she was sweating through everything.”
“Oh, you poor thing, you do look flushed.” Mom touched my forehead and nodded. “You’re clammy, I’ll go get some Nyquil and you can get a good night’s sleep, if you’re sick you should skip class tomorrow.”
Mom started to head out, and looking over her shoulder said, “Come on Alex, let Melanie get under the covers so she can rest”
“One second”
Leaning over, Dad said softly, “You’re staying home from school tomorrow.”
“I…I am?” I whispered back.
“Yes, you are. You and I are going to have a long talk about your nasty behavior.”
“S…sorry daddy.” I whispered,
“No,” he shook his head, “That’s not cutting it this time; that’s some sick shit, Melanie.”
“What are you….”
“Tomorrow,” he said and seeing mom looking gave me a kiss on the forehead. “You don’t leave this room, until we talk, got it?”
I nodded and began to answer when he cut me off, by placing his lips to me ear and whispering, “Your ass is in a lot of trouble little girl.”
*****
I sat at my desk, trying to focus on the English assignment due on Friday. As I’d said I would, I told my mother I didn’t feel good and stayed home from class. Part of me had just wanted to go to school to avoid Dad and the ensuing lecture and punishment I was going to get. Then I figured prolonging it would only make it worse and right now it seemed he wasn’t going to tell my mom. I’d barely slept last night wondering how much trouble I was really in and how I was going to be punished.
After awhile of lying there I’d found my mind turning back to my fantasies and imagined being in the kind of trouble I really wanted to be in. Getting up, I’d locked my door and gone over to my desk. Going online, I watched a couple of step father videos I bookmarked and putting my feet up on the desk got off long and hard watching a step father fuck the shit out of his naughty daughter. It wasn’t as hot as it would have been her real daddy, but still fun. I’d gone to bed and spent the night tossing and turning, my racing mind alternating between worrying about Dad and fantasizing about him as well. Maybe he was right, maybe I was sick.
I gave up on sleeping at six in the morning and even though Dad had said to stay in my room, I went to the bathroom and took a shower before returning to my room where I figured I would try to do some work on my paper. I jumped when I heard the downstairs door close and getting up, peeked out my window to see mom leaving for work. As always, it was another suit with her long dark hair pulled up. One of these days I was going to have to talk to her about trying to dress a little sexier, I know Dad wouldn’t mind.
Speaking of Dad, I figured with mom leaving he would come up soon. I walked back over to my bed and sat down on the edge of it. As I waited for him, I looked at my reflection. Figuring this morning I would be better off with cute little girl than how I came home yesterday I was wearing a pink nightshirt that went about halfway down my thighs. The shirt was loose enough I didn’t bother with a bra, but all my panties these days were thongs and I had a red lace one under it. Unlike my mini skirt yesterday I wasn’t worried about Dad see it so figured it didn’t matter.
I looked up at the sound of my father’s heavy footfalls on the steps and took a deep breath as I heard him coming down the hallway. I’d left the door unlocked after my shower and felt my heart begin to pound when the knob began to turn. The door opened and Dad came in. My eyes widened when I saw he was wearing a pair of jeans, but was barefoot and shirtless. As he closed the door behind him I couldn’t help but let my eyes roam over his muscular form. Yup, I was a sick puppy, no doubt about it. I jumped when I heard a click as he locked the door.
Turning around he walked slowly over to me and I saw he had the book in his hand. I also saw something silver sticking out of the side of his jeans, but couldn’t make out what it was.
“Morning daddy.” I said softly.
“So,” he held up the book. “I read some of this wonderful literature you brought into the house last night.” He shook his head as he tossed the book on the floor. “Nasty shit, Melanie, really nasty shit.”
“Please don’t tell mom!” I blurted out, “She’ll be…”
“Tell your mother?” he waved his hand, “Are you kidding? I’d love to show her that book, maybe she’d get some fucking ideas.” He sighed, “But she probably wouldn’t understand half of what was in it.”
Not sure what to say, I simply shrugged. Dad looked down at me silently for a moment. His blue eyes were wide and he seemed as if he were excited. He was standing directly in front of me and while I waited from him to continue, my eyes wandered down his broad chest and flat stomach. Unable to help it I risked dropping my eyes to his crotch and my heart skipped a beat. He was hard. His jeans were so tight; I could see the impressive length of his erection going down his leg.
“Tell you what Melanie; I guess it skips a generation.”
“Uh…what does?” I asked, forcing myself to look up from his crotch.
“Being a slut. I love your mother, but she is the most boring woman I’ve ever met. She thinks more than once a week is a lot of sex and says sucking cock if for teenagers.” He grunted disgustedly. “Total prude.”
I felt a warm feeling building between my legs when he’d mentioned sucking cock and it was all I could do, not to keep looking at his bulge. Why was he hard? Did he….
“But not her little girl!” he laughed. “Oh, no her little girls a little fucking pig isn’t she?”
“W…what?” I asked.
“You heard me.” He said softly.
Despite the harshness of his words that warm feeling was growing and I could feel my now hard nipples rubbing against the soft material of the nightshirt.
“Dressing like a whore, teasing the boys.” He gave me a nasty smile, “Or are you a tease?”
“I…”
“Tell me Melanie, you a cock tease? You get them looking at that hot tight little body of yours and laugh and run away?”
My hot tight body; my pussy was beginning to become more than warm. I could feel myself getting wetter by the second.
“I…well…” I struggled for something to say, but he kept speaking.
“Or,” reaching out he cupped my chin in his hand and lifted my face so I was looking at him, “Are you easy? You show them what you got then give it to them, you a little slut Melanie?”
“No Daddy” I said softly.
He was holding my chin firmly and I could feel his fingers trembling.
“No? You’re a good girl?”
“I’m not….easy.”
“How many guys have you fucked Melanie?”
“What?” I asked, trying to pull my chin from his hand.
“Don’t you look away!” he snapped,
Releasing my chin, his hand quickly moved behind my head where, grabbing my pony tail, he pulled it hard enough to make me whimper, “Ow, daddy, that hurts!”
“Then answer me.” He smirked, “Tell daddy how many boys his little girl has spread her legs for.”
I swallowed hard as conflicting sensations ran through my body. The first was pain. He was holding my hair so tightly it was pulling even as I held my head still. But mixed with that discomfort was the mounting feeling of desire building between my legs as well as the rest of my body. My nipples were beginning to ache and I wanted nothing more than to say fuck it, and go for his cock. Instead, forcing myself to speak I answered, “Three..”
“Three?” he grunted, “Not bad,” he then smirked again, “How about blow jobs, you suck a lot of cocks or just theirs?”
“Just theirs. I…I’m not a slut daddy.”
“Then you’re a tease!” he snapped. “Strutting around like a whore, teasing the shit out of the boys.”
“I…I don’t…”
“Teasing the shit out of me.” He said softly.
“What?” I asked, squirming where I sat as my pussy was so wet, I could feel it sticking to my thong. “I don’t tease you, you’re my daddy.”
“Oh, please you little pig! Even calling me daddy is a tease, giving me those big eyes and pouting with your little cock sucking lips.”
“Daddy!” I exclaimed, knowing damn well I didn’t sound as shocked as I was trying to be.
“You’re always strutting around here in those little shorts, wearing that little fucking bikini in front of me.” He was starting to breathe heavier and I could feel his hand shaking in my hair. “Showing off that firm ass and those perky little tits.”
“I’m sorry Daddy,” I whispered and gave him the pout he’d just spoke of.
“Wouldn’t be so bad if your fucking mother put out once in awhile, but she doesn’t.” he sighed,
“So here I am horny all the time and here you are prancing around the house driving me crazy. Little slut.”
“Daddy, I’m not…”
“Then I find that fucking book and I find out you want to be a slut don’t you Melanie?” he gave me a smile that made my pussy gush, “Who’s slut do you want to be?”
I took a deep breath and took the biggest chance of my life, “I want to be my daddy’s slut.”
“You admit it!” he laughed, “You are a dirty little thing aren’t you?”
“Yes daddy.”
Taking a chance raised my hands and put them on his flat stomach and whispered, “I want you daddy, I want you to…”
“Fucking slut!” he snapped and caused me to cry out by yanking me up by my hair. “Stand up!”
I didn’t have much of a choice and let him pull me to my feet. He yanked my hair back so my head was held back and he was staring into my eyes.
“I read that book and at first didn’t know what to do. Then after I jerked off because I never get any, I decided that it was a shame that I have this nasty little pig in the next room who wants to get fucked so I figure you and me are going to get what we want.” He gave me an evil little smile, “Well, we’ll see if you really want it.”
I started to reply, and then gasped when he slid his other hand up my night shirt. His hand ran along the inside of my quivering thigh, before he shoved it between my legs and rubbed my pussy through the thing.
“Oh daddy!” I moaned as his fingers pushed hard against my wet flesh through the thin material.
“You’re wet you nasty little thing.” He hissed in my face, “You do want to fuck me don’t you?”
“Oh yes! I want you!” I told him, no longer hiding my desire, “I want you so bad!”
“Fucking whore, wanting to fuck your father!”
Letting my hair go, he stepped back.
“Take that stupid little girl shirt off, slut. Show daddy that tight little body you’ve been teasing me with.
“Yes daddy!”
Feeling a wave of heat flow through my pussy, I grabbed my night shirt and pulled it over my head. I tossed it to the side and stood, there naked but for the skimpy thong. Dad stared hungrily at my body and licking his lips, reached out and cupped my small, but well shaped little tits.
“Oh, damn.” He whispered as he began fondling them. “Oh, look at these perfect little tits.”
“Thank you daddy.” I said, “I…ohhh”
I moaned as still holding them in his large hands, his thumbs began caressing my aching nipples.
“You like daddy playing with your tits?” he asked softly.
“Oh, yes! I…ow!” I yelped in pain as Dad pinched my nipples hard.
“Oh, what a bad girl you are, wanting your daddy to play with you! Fucking pig, I’m going to give you what you really need!”
His hand came back up and grabbing my hair pulled it hard towards him as he pushed my shoulder with his other hand. I ended up spinning around and as I did he stuck his foot out, tripping me. I fell forward so that I was bent over my bed and immediately tried to stand up.
“Stay still!” he snapped and I yelled in pain when he dealt my right ass cheek a hard slap
“I…I’m sorry daddy!” I yelped when he slapped the other side of my ass.
“You’re not sorry yet, oh, no you’re not!”
Reaching out he grabbed both my wrists and roughly yanked my arms back. I fell on my face on the bed and turning my head saw us reflected in the mirror. Dad crossed my wrists behind his back and pinning them together in one of his powerful hands reached into his jeans. I gasped when I saw him pull out a pair of handcuffs and began squirming and trying to stand up.
“Daddy no!” I yelled, “You…you’re scaring me!”
“Scaring you?” he laughed, “From those stories I figured this would get you hot you little whore.”
I yelped as I felt him snap the first cuff to my right wrist, and began struggling harder. Dad paused, smiling and squeezed my wrists together harder. He leaned over to attach the other cuff and when he did, I felt his hard cock press against me through his jeans. As he cuffed my wrist and let go of my wrists, his hand slid down the small of my back and began caressing my ass. I stared at him in the mirror and saw he was no longer smiling, but licking his lips as he fondled my ass. He gave my right cheek a hard squeeze and I moaned as he started to grind his crotch against me.
“Oh, listen to you, you love it!” His hand dipped between my legs and again began rubbing my pussy through the thong. “Hell you soaked right through, little fucking pig.”
“I…oh.” I groaned as he pressed harder.
The thong was being pushed between the lips of pussy and I could feel his fingers sliding up and down. I started to squirm and a small whimper escaped me when his fingers found my clit.
“Yeah, that a good spot?” he asked.
My response was a loud groan and my hips jerked as he kept his fingers on my clit and began rubbing it in circle. “Oh, daddy that feels good!” I purred as his fingers moved faster.
“Well we can’t have that.” He said softly, “Only good girls get rewarded, bad girls get this.”
He reared back and slapped my ass so hard I screamed. He’d hit the right cheek and taking a step back slapped the left just as hard. I cried out again at the stinging sensation and then again as he went back to the other side of my ass.
“This is what bad girls get!’ he yelled giving my ass another slap then another, “They get spanked by their daddy’s and they love it don’t they?”
“No daddy that hurts!” I cried.
“It’s not nice to argue with your daddy.” He said and then began dealing my ass a series of sharp slaps.
I cried out with each one and whimpered as my ass began to burn. I started to try to stand, but with my hands behind my back couldn’t. I yelped and jumped as he started slapping me harder and closed my eyes against the tears from the stinging sensation.
“Tell me the truth!” he snapped, “Tell me you love it! This is what you wanted, this is what all those little whores were getting from their daddy’s isn’t it?”
I opened my eyes and could see the left side of my ass was turning read and I could see his hand print on my cheek. The sight sent a thrill through me and in spite of the pain, I called out, “I…I want my daddy to punish me! I…I want to be a good girl!”
“That’s better!”
He punctuated that statement with a vicious slap that caused more tears to flow down my cheeks. His hand came forward again, but this time he grabbed my thong and yanked it to the side. I moaned in pleasure as his other hand caressed my now bare pussy.
“Christ your wet!” he said softly, “Oh goddamn I’ve never felt such a wet pussy.”
I couldn’t speak as his fingers once again slid through my lips, but this time there was no material and the feeling of his thick fingers rubbing my wet pussy caused me to begin squirming again, but for a much better reason.
“Spanking you got you hot, didn’t it Melanie?”
“Yes daddy.” I moaned, “You get me hot!”
“I like that.” He said, “Tell daddy what you’re going to do to be a good girl.”
“Anything you want!” I moaned as his fingers found my swollen clit.
“Good answer.” His fingers lingered on my clit and began rubbing it. “I hope you mean it.”
“Anything daddy, anything you…. .hey!”
I called out in surprise and pain as grabbing the chain between the cuffs with one hand and my hair with the other; he yanked me up to my feet. I’d no sooner stood up, when he grabbed my shoulders and spun me to face him and pushed me into a sitting position on the bed. His hands immediately went to my tits and I yelped when he gave my nipples a hard pinch.
“You don’t like that?”
“It hurts!” I moaned as he held his fingers between his strong fingers.
He was squeezing them hard and again my eyes watered in pain, but between my legs something else was watering.
“Sorry little girl,” he smirked, “Daddy likes it rough!”
He gave my nipples a twist that caused me to cry out then letting the left one go ducked his head and sucked my nipple into his mouth. I moaned as his tongue swirled around my sore nipple and I started to grind my ass into the bed.
“Spread your legs pig.” He demanded around my nipple. I obediently opened my legs and he laughed, “Don’t have to tell you twice do I?”
“Oh!” I called out when with no hesitation he reached between my legs and drove two fingers into my pussy.
He immediately began to thrust them in and out and I groaned in another mix of pain and pleasure. I was more than wet enough, but his thick fingers were spreading me wide and he was plunging them in and out so hard they were making wet sounds as they drove into me.
“Damn, you’re tight.” He said, “Guess all your boyfriends have little boy dicks don’t they?”
“Easy Daddy, please!”
“Oh, knock it off, slut, this is what you wanted!”
He went back to sucking my nipple, but was now doing it so hard my already sore nipple began to hurt again. My shoulders were hurting from my arms being pinned back and my pussy was starting to hurt from his fingers pounding into them. I was starting to whimper continuously and yelped yet again when Dad switched nipples, sucking the other one hard while pinching the one that had just been in his mouth.
“Daddy!!” I moaned.
“Oh, stop your whining!” he snapped, “Here, let me show you how much you like it!”
I gasped, but this time not in pain when the next time he drove his fingers into me his thumb pressed against my clit. As soon as he’d spoken, Dad went back to sucking on my nipple, but now taking as much of my small tit into his mouth as he could. I began breathing hard and alternately moaning and gasping as his fingers continued to hurt my pussy, but his thumb on my swollen clit was sending surges of pleasure through me.
His thumb began to move faster and the good feelings were now eclipsing the discomfort and I started rocking my hips. This not only caused his thumb to press into my swollen button harder, but sent his thrusting fingers even deeper. I’d never been fucked that hard before let alone fingered like this! My pussy was getting used to the size of his fingers and I could feel my thighs starting to shake as an orgasm started building within me.
“Oh, you like this? Like your daddy fingering your nasty little pussy don’t you.”
“Yes, oh yes!” I whimpered, “P…please don’t stop daddy!”
“That sounds good.” He said around my aching nipple, “Keep begging and maybe I’ll let you get off, maybe.”
“Please, oh please!” I begged, “Make your bad girl cum daddy!”
I stopped speaking as turning my head to the mirror I saw him hunching over me. The sight of my daddy’s mouth fastened to my tit and his arm hand plunging back and forth between my legs caused my hips to twitch. I gasped and started moving my hips as hard as I could. His fingers were moving even faster, but there was no pain at all anymore. I began making small high pitched yelping noises as the orgasm that I had been fantasizing about was right around the corner.
“Yes!” I yelped, “Oh, daddy, please let me cum! Please….Yes!!”
Dad bit down hard on my nipple and the sudden pain sent me flying over the edge. Throwing my head back I squealed loudly as my pussy contracted around his fingers and the strongest orgasm I’d ever felt crashed through me.
“Oh daddy!” I howled as waves of intense pleasure slammed into my body.
My hips bucked wildly into his still thrusting fingers and I arched my back, shoving my nipple deeper into his mouth. I started to cry out again, but it was cut off, by Dad removing his mouth from my tit and pressing his mouth to mine. The kiss caught me off guard and all I could do was moan into his lips. He was kissing me as roughly as his fingers were fucking me, pressing his lips so hard into mine they were pushed up against my teeth.
I had no choice, but to open my mouth and his tongue immediately plunged into my mouth. My body was still convulsing and I moaned and groaned into his mouth as my pussy continued to contract around his fingers. I forced myself to try to kiss him back, but lost the battle and pulling my head back from his let out a long loud squeal as the last of the orgasm flowed through me. I sat there gasping for breath and sliding his fingers from my pussy; Dad brought them to his face and inhaled deeply.
“Damn, that smells good.” He smiled down at me, “Bet it tastes good to doesn’t it?”
“It does.” I said in between deep breaths.
“You know it does, you suck on your fingers after you get off to thinking about your daddy?”
“Oh, yes.” I told him, “I…”
I stopped when he grabbed my chin and shoved his fingers into my mouth. I closed my eyes and eagerly began sucking on them, moaning at the taste of my pussy from him. I opened my eyes to see Dad was breathing heavy as well and his eyes were fixed on my mouth as I sucked his fingers. I started to slide my tongue around them and moaned again.
“Like to suck do you?”
“Hmm-mmm” I nodded still working his fingers.
“Good, because daddy has a treat for his little slut.”
Pulling his fingers from my mouth he leaned over and grabbing my ankles yanked me off the bed. I yelled in pain as my ass hit the floor hard. Dad looked down at me and reaching down unzipped his jeans. The pain in my ass forgotten, I watched, my eyes wide and my mouth watering as he opened his jeans to expose the fact he was wearing no underwear. He pushed them down and his cock sprang free.
“Oh, daddy.” I said softly.
Dad’s cock was huge, far bigger than any of the boys I’d been with. It was long and thick and standing at full attention for his little girl. His head was swollen purple and I could see the precum dripping from it.
“Yeah, you want daddy’s cock?”
“Yes please.” I whispered and opening my mouth stuck my tongue out.
“Good girl.” He said and taking his cock wiped the head across my tongue.
I could feel his juices on my tongue and taking it back into my mouth sucked on it and rolled my eyes at the sweet taste of his sticky fluid.
“Oh, you’re such a pig.” He said, “Guess I should keep treating you like one.”
Grabbing my chin he lifted my face and holding his cock began to rub it all over my face. I opened my mouth to try to catch it with my tongue, but he snapped. “Just sit there slut, I’ll tell you when to suck it.”
I closed my mouth and sat there with my pussy dripping as he started slapping his cock against my cheeks. He was so hard it stung, but I could care less. He stopped and again rubbed it across each side of my face, smearing his pre cum all over me. He then took the tip and pressing it against my lips said, “Open wide for daddy.”
I eagerly opened my mouth and sighed as he eased the head of his cock into my mouth. I closed my lips around him and gave him a hard suck. Dad gasped and my eyes rolled back as I received a mouthful of his sticky juice. He pushed forward, sending more of his huge dick into my mouth and I had to force my mouth wider to take him. He stayed still and I began to slowly bob my head forward, sucking him in and out. I closed my eyes and purred contentedly in my throat as I sat there, my hands bound, blowing my daddy.
Dad moaned softly then pulled his cock from my mouth.
“Please?” I looked up at him, “I want more!”
Dad’s eyes widened and he smiled, “Oh, you’ll get more, but right now,” he stepped up closer to me and holding his cock against his stomach said, “Right now though my dirty slut of a daughter is going to lick my balls.”
Daddy’s bad girl didn’t need to be told twice and leaning forward I started swirling my tongue across his hairy balls. Dad sighed and the sound made me lick even harder. He reached down and began to play with my nipple gently this time and I cooed softly as my tongue continued to bathe his balls.
“Suck on them.”
“Yes daddy.” I paused to look up at him through my long eyelashes, before taking his right nut into my mouth and gently sucking on it.
“Oh, that’s right,” he sighed, “Look at you with your daddy’s balls in your mouth;” he laughed nastily “Wouldn’t mommy be proud?”
Proving yet again how sick I was, the thought that my mother would never do this caused another thrill to go through me. If mom didn’t want to be his pig, I would be more than happy to! On that note I switched to his other ball and sucked on that one as well. Dad’s hips were moving and removing his balls from my face, he said, “Open your mouth, you little slut, it’s time to give daddy a blow job.”
I opened wide then squealed as stepping forward Dad shoved his cock deep into my mouth. I gurgled and tried to pull my head back, but I was up against the bed. Dad stopped with his cock halfway in my mouth and snapped, “I said fucking suck it!”
I opened wider and he pushed his cock the rest of the way in. I gagged and my eyes started to water as my mouth was forced open even wider by his thick cock. He was so deep my nose was pressed into his pubic hair and I could barely breathe. Dad stayed still then began to slowly pump his cock in and out of my mouth. I started to move my head, trying to match his thrust and keep him from going all the way in, but reaching down he grabbed my hair in his hands and shoving my head against the bed said, “Stay still slut, you’re too young to know how to suck. Just sit there and let daddy fuck your mouth!”
I made another loud gurgling sound and squealed as he began thrusting his cock hard and deep into my mouth. I almost gagged as the head of his cock hit the back of my throat and started to whimper again as he began to go even faster. His cock was so thick my jaw was starting to hurt from staying open and the head of his cock was striking the back of my mouth with every thrust. Again my pussy was dripping more than my eyes as he continued to fuck my helpless mouth. I managed to turn my head slightly to the side and my pussy flowed at the sight of him face fucking me in the mirror. Dad was still holding my head and I saw him follow my gaze.
“You like watching daddy use your mouth?” he asked, “Good, you’re going to be watching me use more than that!”
My only reply was another squeal as he let go of my head with one hand and reaching down gave my nipple a hard pinch.
“That’s right pig, you sit there and take that fucking cock, you suck it like your mother’s never sucked it!” he moaned and began to thrust his cock even deeper into my sore throat. “Oh, yeah I’m going to have fun fucking you instead of her, she don’t want it? Fine I’ll just take her pig of a daughter and you’ll let me won’t you?”
I squealed around his dripping cock as he continued to abuse my mouth. He put his other hand back in my hair again and I cried out around his thick hard flesh as he started yanking on my hair, pulling my mouth from his cock then driving me back into it. The feeling of his hard shaft sliding along my soft lips was driving me crazy even as I whimpered at the force he was using to take his little girls mouth.
“Oh yeah!” he moaned, “That’s right you pig, you’re going to be my little cum dumpster aren’t you? Going to suck me off anytime I want you too! Going to…oh fuck!”
I let out a high pitched squeal and as his cock exploded in my mouth. I almost gagged again as his first spurt of cum hit the back of my throat and poured down it. I moaned and started grinding my hips into the floor as he continued to thrust his spurting cock into my mouth. Having my daddy moaning and cumming in my mouth had ne even hotter than I had been before and I started to move my head on my own and sucking him as hard as I could.
Dad moaned louder and spurred on I started sucking even harder and sliding my tongue around the spurting head of his huge dick. He stopped thrusting, but I continued sucking, eagerly trying to get every drop of daddy’s delicious cum.
“Oh goddamn.” He moaned as he pulled his cock from my mouth.
I was still sucking and his cock came out of my mouth with a wet sucking sound. I felt some of his cum dribbling down my chin and quickly caught it with my tongue.
“What a pig.” He laughed, then grabbing my shoulders said, “But I think my little girl should get a reward for that.
I yelped as he hauled me to my feet then pushed me back onto the bed. I sat down, but he pushed me again sending me on my back. I winced in pain as my arms were pinned behind me and the cuffs dug into my wrists. That discomfort was quickly forgotten as dropping to his knees Dad put my feet up on my shoulders and buried his face between my legs.
“Oh yes!” I cried out in joy as his tongue plunged into my sopping wet pussy.
“Oh, fuck you taste good!” he said before jamming his tongue back inside me.
I lay there moaning and squirming as his tongue swirled around inside me. Dad began to push his tongue in and out and I gasped at moved my hips as my daddy tongue fucked his bad little girl. Dad was panting and moaning into my pussy making me even wetter. He was sucking now and I could hear his lips smacking against my dripping slit. Dad removed his tongue from inside and I groaned as he started sliding it up through the soft wet folds of my pussy.
He was taking his time, working his tongue back and forth slowly making his way towards my yearning clit. He reached it and I squealed as at the same time he sucked it into his mouth, he drove two fingers inside my pussy. Like before he began thrusting them in hard and fast, but this time my dripping pussy was more than ready for him and I sighed delightedly as he began swirling his tongue around my swollen clit.
“Damn.” He said around my clit, “Melanie, you’ve got the sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted!”
“It’s your pussy daddy!” I cooed as he sucked my clit back into his mouth again. “It’s a bad pussy, but it’s your pussy!”
He moaned into my pussy and his fingers began pumping even harder than before. He was starting to suck my clit hard enough that his lips were making smacking noises again and I could already feel my thighs quivering as my over heated pussy prepared to cum again.
“Right there daddy!” I moaned, “I want to cum for you again, I…ow!”
I shouted in surprise and more pain as with no warning he shoved a finger from his other hand into my ass. I’d never let anyone do that before and it hurt like hell, but at the same time sent my second orgasm in ten minutes smashing through me. I threw my head back and howled as my pussy and ass contracted around his fingers and his tongue continued to dance across my clit. Lifting my feet from his shoulders, I clamped my thighs around his face and began thrusting my hips, grinding my quivering pussy into his face.
Dad moaned into me and began sucking my clit again. I squealed as I writhed back and forth in pleasure. The feeling of his fingers pressing together between my pussy and ass were incredible and I was cumming even harder than before. I arched my back and released a long shuddering moan as the last of the orgasm flowed through me and I slumped back into the bed gasping. Dad immediately stood up and grabbing my ankles, lifted my legs, spread them wide and slammed his massive dick into my tight pussy.
“Oh fuck!” I shouted.
His huge cock spread my tight pussy painfully as he drove himself so hard into me I felt his balls hit my ass. With no hesitation Dad began fucking the shit out of me. I yelped each time his dick drove into my tender pussy. He was so much bigger than anyone I’d been with! He spread my legs even farther and began fucking me even harder, repeatedly slamming his dick deep into me and taking it almost all the way out before doing it again.
“Oh fuck!” he moaned, “Damn you’re so fucking tight!”
“Oh daddy!” I cried out, “Oh fuck me! I need it daddy oh, I need it!”
I wasn’t lying! This is what I’d dreamed about! His cock was starting to hurt less as my pussy began adjusting to him and the sight of him between my legs was incredible. Dad was sweating and every muscle in his chest and arms were bulging. His powerful hands were digging into my ankles so hard it hurt and my shoulders were throbbing from being pinned behind me. None of it mattered though, all that mattered was that this bad little girl was getting treated like the pig she was. Getting punished by her daddy’s beautiful big dick and loving every minute of it!
Dad pulled his cock from my pussy and grabbing my hips flipped me completely over onto my stomach. I grunted with surprise, and then squealed in delight when after pushing me up onto the bed he got on it behind me. Grabbing my hips again he pulled me to my knees and kneeling behind me entered my pussy from behind with one long thrust.
“Oh my fucking god!” I wailed as his cock penetrated even deeper at this angle.
“Shut up and take it you little pig!” he shouted and gave my ass a hard slap, “You know you love it!”
He slapped me again and again and each time I cried out, but entirely in pleasure the stinging sensation adding to the thrill of him taking me. With my hands behind my back, my face was on the bed, pushing my ass up even higher and causing him to go as deep as he possibly could. I could see the mirror and moaned at the sight of my daddy on his knees behind me giving it to his little girl.
“Fuck me daddy” I called out as he continued his relentless assault on my pussy. “Give it to me, mommy doesn’t want it, but her little girl does, your little girl does!”
“That’s right!’ he gasped as he hammered away at me even harder causing me to squeal, “You’re going to give me what mommy won’t aren’t you? She’ll be my good wife and you’ll be my bad girl won’t you?”
“Oh yes!” I cried out as I desperately thrust my hips back into him. “I want it so bad, I need my daddy so bad, oh keep fucking me! Keep oh fuck!”
Dad caused me to cry out yet again as his finger drove into my ass and he started thrusting it in and out as his cock plundered his daughters tight pussy.
“Who’s pussy is it?” he demanded slapping my ass again.
“It’s your daddy!” I cried.
“It is isn’t it?”
“I’m all yours daddy! Anything you want, just keep fucking me!”
“Oh, I’m going to keep fucking you, you little whore. I’m going to fuck this pussy whenever I want it! I’m going to take your slutty ass the way all those daddy’s did in your dirty little book, fuck next time I’m going to fuck you in your tight little asshole!”
“Yes!” I yelled, “You can have my ass too daddy! You’ll be the only one to take it I’ll give you anything you want, everything mommy won’t!”
Dad slapped my ass and grabbing my arms pulled me up from the bed. He leaned back and angling his hips started fucking me even harder. I was totally sex drunk at this point, consumed by lust as my daddy took my needy pussy and made me his.
“I’ll suck your cock anytime! I’ll fuck you anywhere, I’ll even fuck you when she’s home! Just keep showing me how bad I am!”
“I like that Melanie,” He moaned, “You’re going to be my little girl in every way I…” he gasped and I screamed as he began fucking me so hard my head was being driven into the bed.
“Yes!” I egged him on, “Give it to me, and claim your little girl’s pussy! I….oh!”
Dad yanked his cock from my oozing pussy and with a wrench of his shoulders rolled me over onto my back. He was holding his cock tightly in one hand and climbing up over me straddled my chest and pointed it at my face. I gladly opened my mouth and with a loud groan Dad let go of his cock. I yelped as a tremendous spurt of cum splashed against my lips and onto my waiting tongue. Dad moved his cock and his next spurt hit me on the cheek.
Reaching out he grabbed my chin and turning my face painted my other cheek with another squirt of sticky cum. I moaned as I could feel his cum dripping down my cheeks and oozing down my throat. Dad released another moan and shaking his cock over my face splattered me with a few more drops. Sliding off me he looked down at me and rolling me over onto my stomach got off the bed. I watched as he picked up his jeans from the floor.
He removed a small key and coming back to the bed un-cuffed my wrists. I groaned and let my arms drop limply to my sides.
“Look at you, you pig.” He panted, laying there in a puddle of cum.
Grabbing the back of my head he rubbed my face into my pillow smearing his cum all over it. Without needing to be told, I stuck my tongue out and started licking it.
“Oh, goddamn.” He whistled, “Melanie, you are….” He gave me a big smile, “So fucking bad!”
“For you daddy” I said, giving him a tired smile. “Will you let me be bad again?”
Standing, Dad pulled his jeans on, then reaching into his pocket pulled something out and dropped it on the bed. My eyes widened when I saw it was a hundred dollar bill.
“I want you to take that and go out and buy a couple of the sluttiest outfits you can find. You’re mother’s working late tomorrow and I’m coming into your room at six. I expect you to look like a whore and be ready for me. Got it?”
Putting my head down,” I whispered, “yes daddy.”
With a smile, Dad, lifted my face to his and giving me a soft kiss on the lips whispered, “That’s my good girl.”