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Dinner was a chore while wearing the outfit under my favorite sun dress. As my parents chatted about work and other news-related topics, I drifted into a dream world where only my Daddy and I existed. A goofy smile was plastered across my face which drew some attention my way. I waved it off, saying that I was just happy to be blessed with my family. I wasn’t necessarily lying, but I was still upset with my mother at this point. I almost felt entitled to what she had, like she owed me something for destroying my biological dad’s life.
I still planned on fixing the mess, but I was having so much fun in the process that I didn’t really want to stop the fantasy. The exhilaration of her being next door while Daddy sneaked into my room at night was beyond encapsulating. His cock was utterly satisfying and his touch could wake me from the deepest slumber, the talent his fingers held something to be treasured and worshiped.
When dinner was finally over, I helped clean up and then ran upstairs to the hall closet where I had told Daddy to meet me. It was on the other end of the hall near the office, but still away from the bedrooms where no one could hear him ravishing my body. It was Wednesday night, so my mother would be returning to her office at the firm to finish up some work. We had a few hours to spare.
I found a large suitcase to lean against and flipped my dress up as Daddy entered the closet. The scrumptious pink panties I had picked out were a lovely match to the yellow sun dress I was wearing and my matching pink bustier added a boost to my breasts beneath the dress. I turned to see his face. Satisfaction filled his eyes as they trailed over every bit of my body and the access I was freely offering. He seemed like he was stuck in a dream momentarily before he shook himself out of it, closed the door, and approached my bottom.
“Little girl,” he whispered. “Where did you get those?”
I smiled sweetly and said, “I bought them today while you were out. I wanted to surprise you.”
Daddy nodded, incapable of speaking as he brushed his hands lightly over my thighs and hips. A moan escaped his lips as he pushed into my pert bottom, his fingers looping around the lacy thong to pull me into his erect cock. He slid his hands up my torso and to my perky breasts that were busting from the bra and dress. As he pushed my breasts together and dipped below the cups to play with my nipples, he hissed and planted his lips against the back of my neck.
“Take me, Daddy,” I said as he continued to grind into my bottom. “Ravish me.”
“No, little girl. I’m going to make this very painful for you because of that naughty tantrum you threw earlier today.” He growled into my ear while slamming me into his cock.
“But Daddy, I got this outfit—”
“You never apologized, Vi.”
Another grunt came from my throat as he slammed his cock into me again, this time pulling my bra down a bit more so my breasts were practically hanging out. He grabbed them again as he shoved his erection against my wet lips, the juices soaking around the thong and decorating the front of his jeans. I was sure that he was going to split me in half like a little sex doll and maybe even punish me by making me suck his cock or something. Instead, he pulled away from my bottom, took my thong between his fingers, and pulled it up gently. The fabric rolled over my clit lightly enough to stimulate me, but not hard enough for me to hump and achieve release.
I moaned, rolling my hips as he twisted the fabric up and tugged. His free hand held my hip in place and he growled for me to stay still lest I lose my chance to cum.
“Be good and I’ll consider relieving you.” He said.
As he continued to tug against my thong, I gripped the outer pockets of the suitcase I was bent over and cringed with every motion. I couldn’t control myself anymore. I was ready to burst and Daddy was just going to keep teasing me! Before I could start begging again, I heard the front door slam and my mother’s voice coming up the staircase.
Shocked, we both jumped from our places and composed ourselves, Daddy checking the front of his jeans for any stains. Luckily, his jeans were particularly dark, so my juices didn’t show where his erection still stood. He turned to me and waved his finger, indicating for me to hide behind the clothes hanging behind me. I retreated behind the row of coats and ducked down against the wall where the cool air came up and greeted my wet thong, causing me to hiss and bite my lip.
“I’ll be right back,” Daddy whispered before leaving the room.
I didn’t respond, but kept biting into my lip. The cold air from the vent below me was directly blowing against my sopping wet lips that were twitching now from all the teasing Daddy had done. What could possibly release me from this torment? I was so desperate to cum and I wasn’t sure I could wait till Daddy got back, not with this steady flow of air pushing against my delicate clit. What was a naughty girl to do?
Chapter Five
I could hear my Daddy talking to my mother through the coats and the closed door, but their conversation was muffled. What were they discussing? The vent was still blowing against my clit and I was about to crawl out of my skin if I couldn’t get off soon. Daddy was taking too long. What were they doing? Would Daddy be mad if I just went ahead and pleasured myself?
With some hesitation, I reached down and slipped my fingers beneath the pretty pink bows and started to rub my clit just like Daddy. The activity was exciting for it wasn’t something I had done very often before Daddy and I started making love. My juices were cold from the air blowing through the vent and I shivered as I slipped a warm finger between my chilled lips. The contrast of warm and cold were absolutely thrilling, my fingers curling perfectly up inside me to hit all of my secret crevices that only Daddy had been able to reach.
I felt like such a big girl.
As I dipped my fingers deeper inside my delicious peach, I pressed my thumb against my clit and started rubbing it to the same rhythm as my other fingers. It wasn’t long before I was bucking into my own hand, the vent still pushing air up my sun dress and causing me to gasp sporadically. I kept my legs spread wide and pressed my back against the wall while biting into my free hand, hoping I wasn’t making too much noise. Before I could finish, the coats suddenly parted and Daddy was standing before me with his cock hanging out of his jeans.
My hand stopped moving and I was frozen in place, my stomach clenching still from all the stimulation. Daddy placed both hands on his hips and frowned heavily, his demeanor that of a disappointed father.
My disappointed father.
“Daddy, I…” I tried to explain, but couldn’t come up with any good reason why I was doing this without him.
“What is my little girl doing?” He asked, hands firmly pressed to his hips as his cock started to rise.
I was completely distracted by his twitching member, captivated by how it grew in girth and length right before my eyes. I couldn’t help but start rubbing myself again, my exquisite liquid now seeping out and hitting the carpet beneath me. As my thumb worked, I started gasping again and Daddy took a step forward.
“How does that feel?” Daddy asked, leaning his hips forward so his cock was about to touch my nose.
“It feels…so good…” I whispered, sticking my tongue out to meet his hot rod.
