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Finally, at the same time that he whispered “ten minutes? Nine now? That’s not very long at all” he twisted his finger and I felt a tiny little spark between my legs as my opening stretched ever so slightly to invite him. Goose prickles that his tongue enticed up on the insides of my thighs turned to an expectant, excited flush of red. I pushed myself up on my elbows to watch his finger disappear in my wet, hot little cunt. Peter’s finger worked deeper – up to the first knuckle – then back out. In between his movements, I barely had time to draw a breath before the uncontrollable moaning started to well up from inside me again.
Achingly slow, he rotated his finger deeper on each turn. I pushed my hips up off the floor, up against him.
“Daddy, please, please, please fuck me, please ram that cock into me so hard your balls bruise my ass. Don’t make your little girl wait anymore. Don’t make me go off to school without a raw, worn out pussy. Please, daddy?” I ran my hands through his hair and gave a little tug so he’d look up at me. As soon as I caught his gaze, I chewed my lip a little and curled it in a quirk of a smile.
My daddy slipped another finger beside the first and dragged it along my front wall. He knew my spot. Stroking his fingertips against it, every time I writhed, or arched my back, Peter let out a little bit of a chuckle and went a
t me again, again, and again. The tingles grew sweeter and the yearning ache in my pussy grew stronger until I thought that I would die if he didn’t shove that big, powerful cock inside me right then.
“Eight minutes,” he said with a voice that was velvet leather. “Better hurry. I’d hate for my baby girl to have to go off to class with all this pent up inside her. Gotta let it out.” He lowered his head again and licked my clit lightly.
Daddy stiffened his tongue and pushed it against one side of my little pink nib as it peeked out from under its cover, then the other. Finally he laid the underside of his tongue against me, stroking that smooth pinkness over mine. His fingers drove deeper.
“Seven minutes,” he said.
“Pl-please daddy, please fuck me!”
He slipped his little fighter just inside my ring. All that pressure, all that desire started to bubble up from somewhere deep in my belly. The red flush between my legs spread up my body. Sweat beaded in the crinkles of my neck. I looked down at him, his face blissful as he lapped my pussy.
Suddenly, just as he lifted his face from between my legs to announce “six minutes” I felt a fluttering, dancing surge from where he touched his tongue. I guess he felt it, too.
“That’s right baby, that’s right. Come for your daddy, just like that,” he urged, dragging those fingertips deep down and then back up. “That’s right, come on these fingers. Squirt that pussy juice all over me.”
I was close, and we both knew it. Those gripping, squeezing tensions deep inside me had already started, but I didn’t want to finish without my daddy’s cock inside me. I don’t know why, but that’s what I wanted.
“Please stick it in me, please daddy? I want to feel that big, hard dick in me when I squirt. Please!”
He stood, his naked chest glistening with sex and sweat. Still pushed up on my elbows, I watched as he held his cock in his fist, rubbed it up and down me and then drove it straight in, hard. “Four minutes,” he said with a grunt.
My sopping little pussy stretched around my daddy’s dick. Every push sent shocks up my spine and tickled the back of my head. He pistoned in and out so hard, and so deep that my whole body shook and rubbed against the short carpet on our living room floor.
Our living room floor – I still couldn’t get over that. I lived in bliss since my mom took off to New York and Peter stayed with me. I never wanted him to go, or even be away at all. The man who raised me from my awkward teenage years had shown me what it was to love – and what it was to make love. I couldn’t...
Spasms in my lower body interrupted my little emotional interlude. My daddy grasped one of my tits in the palm of his hand, pinching my nipple between his fingers, teasing it until my pink flesh pebbled up and little thrills shot down my body.
I felt the waves come. He crashed into me, then again, and on the third drive inside, he pumped until his balls slapped against my ass, and all at once, my pussy started to milk up and down his surging prick. I felt him grow inside me for a half second, and then erupt. Gasping, moaning and sucking breaths filled the air between us for a moment, and as a hot little dribble ran down the line where my thigh met my ass, I screamed out and completely lost control.
Tiny muscle contractions turned into desperate, grasping squeezes. I tensed my jaw, gritted my teeth hard. Then a rush of white, prickling energy rushed over me. In its wake, every muscle in my body relaxed at once. My daddy was still hard inside me, his cock still twitching deep. He put his thumb to my button, pushing it up one side, over the other. Then circles. Hard, deep, massaging circles as my body gave up the fight.
I grunted something incoherent and a deep, rumbling moan slipped out of my lips as the convulsions in my pussy spread up and down my back and a gush of sticky, sweet juice came covered my daddy’s cock and dripped down his legs.
“Two minutes,” he announced, breathing hard and smiling.
The breath that I did not realize I was holding escaped in a whoosh. Peter threw the panties, bra, jeans and t-shirt that he had wrestled me out of a few minutes ago and grinned as he watched me dress.
***
“My little girl’s first day of class. Well, okay, first day of second year of classes after a baby-hiatus, I guess. How about that. What do you have today?”
Throwing my arms around his neck and giving him a big, deep kiss just felt like the right thing to do. Without Peter, none of this – the baby, my school, this beautiful house – none of it was possible.
It really wouldn’t be possible, would it?
Suddenly, a case of nerves overwhelmed me.
“Okay Davis is still sleeping, but you remember when to feed him, right? You remember that he takes a bottle in about an hour? And also you can call my cell number in case something happens? The doctor’s number is on the fridge and I think the number for the police and fire department and...”
He just started laughing. That resonant, wonderful laugh he’s got that makes my head swim.
