Page 9 of Daddy’s Little Candy Cane

CHAPTER NINE

Diana

The next few weeks leading up to Christmas were absolutely magical, and I couldn't believe how much my life turned around. Ethan and I went on several outings since the first day, and he made sure I had everything I needed in order to stay at the house. While he sold Christmas trees during the day, I worked at Sally's Diner in order to earn some extra income. By the time Christmas Eve finally arrived, we had been on six dates, and I was starting to wonder if he was going to make things official.

Thankfully, because Sally was huge on getting to spend Christmas Eve and Christmas Day with family, the diner was closed both days, so I didn't have to work on Christmas Eve. Instead, while Ethan finished working at the tree lot to sell last second Christmas trees to anybody who needed them, I stayed home and baked cookies while watching Christmas movies. I watched all my favorite classic Christmas cartoons and couldn't help but wonder what was going to happen as far as Santa Clause goes.

Ethan had promised me that he would take care of everything and told me not to worry, so, while he was working, I decided that I was going to make sure to surprise him with the best Christmas ever. This might have been my first Christmas alone since entering adulthood, but he had spent Christmas alone almost every year for the last twenty years, so I invited him to spend Christmas with me. He agreed, and we decided to spend it at my house.

"I'm back," he said as he entered the house. Smelling the fresh cookies, he came up to the doorway and smiled at me. "Something smells good in here." I smiled as I motioned towards the cooling rack of cookies.

"I've been making cookies all day," I stated probably as I examined all my hard work. "Things were quiet l, so I needed something to do." Looking back towards the living room, where Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer was playing on live TV, Ethan smiled and shook his head.

"If you're truly bored, we could try something a bit different," he said with a coy smile on his face. Raising an eyebrow at him, I tilted my head to the side.

"What exactly do you mean?" I asked. Rather than answering, he closed the distance between us and wrapped his arms around me.

"I want to do something special for Christmas," he said as he kissed me on the forehead, "but I want your permission first." Realizing what he meant, I looked up at him and gave him a grin.

"You really think we're ready for that?" I asked. Without hesitation, he nodded, and I blushed as I looked down at him. Seeing the arousal in his pants, I sighed. "If you think we're ready, then I'm ready. I trust you, Daddy." The smile spread across his face, and he nodded towards the stairs.

"Let's go where it's a bit more private," he suggested. "I don't want anybody knocking on the door and hearing us in here." Nodding in agreement, I followed him as he guided me up the stairs and into my bedroom.

As soon as we got to the room, I turned to watch Ethan close and lock the door before turning to look at me. His body was taunt and erect, and I was starting to wonder if it would hurt to have him inside. Giving me a reassuring sme, he nodded at me.

"Are you ready for Daddy?" he asked, his voice dominant and mesmerizing, and I nodded as he started to pull his shirt over his head, exposing his perfect body. "Strip down for me." I nodded as I pulled my sweater over my head, exposing my luscious breasts, which were covered by the lacy white bra.

He groaned in delight and dropped his shirt to the ground, smiling as he approached me. One hand rested on my hip and the other hand rested on one of my breasts as he guided me towards the bed. Backing up, I allowed him to press his lips to mine, holding them captive as he guided me to the bed. As soon as my knees connected to the soft covers, he smiled.

"You're so damn sexy," he said as he eased me back into the bed. "I'll be as gentle as possible for your first time." Nodding in response, I smiled up at him as he started to pull my pants down my legs.

"Yes, please, Daddy," I requested, letting my voice sound childish and vulnerable. "Be gentle for my first time." Nodding in agreement, he removed my underwear and exposed my soaking wet sex.

He took his time as he pulled down his pants, allowing me to watch him as he undressed. It made me wonder if he had ever been a male stripper who did private dances in order to tease people before. Remembering that there were no strip clubs in town, I shook the thought away as he climbed over the top of me, pressing the head of his massive, throbbing cock against the opening of my sex.

"At least tell me if I hurt you," he smiled as he prepared to enter me. After promising him that I would, he took a deep breath and entered my body, stretching my sex out to accommodate for his size as he entered me.

I cried out as he reached deep inside me, and I felt my body accept him. As soon as he reached the deepest depths of my body, I moaned as he slowly withdrew from me. Just before he fully retreated, he thrusted inwards, setting himself into a hypnotic rhythm. My moans grew louder by the second as he worked in and out of me, and he covered my mouth, forcing my moans to muffle as he thrusted.

My moans grew louder and much more uncontrollable, and I craved more as he went faster in me as he started to move faster. Meanwhile, one hand rested on my shoulder while the other stayed planted over my mouth, keeping me from growing louder from every thrust. Pleasure was washing over me like waves from the ocean, and my entire body became aware of every detail from the way he moved in and out to how the heat radiated from his body. Burying his face in my neck, he shook his head and removed his hand.

"I'm going to cum," he whispered. "Please… Let me cum in you…" Having already placed all my trust in him as my Daddy, I nodded in response and laced my fingers through his hair as the tension grew inside me.

"Yes, Daddy," I told him as I embraced the way I felt helpless at his mercy. "I'm all yours." He nodded as a grunt escaped him, and his hot seed spilled into my body.

A warm feeling that had been building in me erupted, and my body clenched around him, trying to take more of him in me as a wave of pleasure washed over me while the rest of me trembled from the excitement. Meanwhile, he laid on top of me, trying to catch his breath as he twitched inside me. Smiling, he kissed me on the forehead.

"How was that for your first time?" he asked, his hand squeezing my luscious breast as he stared down at me. "Did I make you cum?" Unable to help it, I smiled back, feeling like a real woman.

"Yes," I informed him. "Yes, I did."