Sleepover Stories

“When next I glanced at Dr. Mia, her bra had disappeared, one hand was massaging her breast and then other was masturbating her cunt. ‘You three are such a beautiful family,’ she sighed as she got herself off. I added a third and fourth finger to mom’s pussy and a thumb to her clit. Mama shivered at the delicious sensation and began to cum as Charity kissed and humped her. Her own hips bucked upward as she screamed into Charity’s mouth, becoming very audible when their mouths disconnected. Moms deep moans and cries, the sound of Charity’s and my kisses all over mom’s breasts, the sloshing sound of her gushing pussy as I filled it with fingers, all came together to make a lovely, sensual symphony.

“In the end, Mia had made herself cum as she witnessed two hungry daughters lick their mom’s sopping pussy as she sobbed. Charity’s and my tongues met between our mama’s legs more than once, having the magnetic effect of compelling us to kiss. My little sister was the first to lick mom’s asshole when she turned her body aside. I followed after, desiring to taste what I had smelled so many times before. We could have made love for several more hours but Mia announced she had to leave.

“Before the good doctor walked out the door, mama went up to her and thanked her, saying how she didn’t know how much she changed her life. I expressed my agreement and appreciation as well. Charity gave Dr. Beauregard a hug and then a kiss, a set of four or five innocent little pecks. Mia looked to mom, who nodded and they kissed again, this time exploring one another’s tongues as Mia lifted her chin with a finger.

“Charity’s blush was back on her face, along with her classic metallic smile. Next, I kissed the doctor, just as sensually as Charity did. And then mom kissed her, their hands roaming one another’s body. Their heads swiveled side to side as their tongues played for a long time. You would have thought they were lovers. When the kiss ended there was a slight sadness, none of us wanting the warm, loving doctor to leave our lives. As always, she picked up on the sentiment lingering in the air.

“‘Don’t worry. I have a busy schedule but I’m sure I could squeeze you girls in some time. Just call the office and request me.’ Satisfied with that, mom nodded and hugged and kissed her one last time. ‘And I left a gift for you and your girls. Just a little reminder until we meet again.’

“When she finally walked out the door, we found her little burgundy panties on the living room floor. I picked it up and we all took a whiff, instantly making us horny again. We then resumed where we had left off, exploring lesbian sex with our beautiful mother…”

Again, the girls were in serious heat thanks to Kira’s sordid story. Shante ordered Hailey to fetch another bowl of ice since the few leftover ice wedges had melted. “But…, your daddy is-”

“So what! Go get the ice or I won’t let you cum at all tonight,” Shante snapped, never ceasing to smile. Her dominance over the pretty trans girl amused her to no end.

“But Mr. Keebler was down there last time an-”

“Slut. Servant. Do as I say.” The girl had put on a more stern face. “And just for talking back… Take off your your panties.” Hailey froze, trepidation etched on her pretty, androgenous face. After a few seconds of not wanting to make it worse, she submitted to her mistress, undoing the clasps of her garter straps and pushing her panties to the floor. Her cock had already been hard, but now it was throbbing. Being controlled always made Hailey horny, and imagining Mr. Keebler’s reaction to her made her heart race. Charity claimed her little black panties with a guilty grin as Hailey turned to make another trip downstairs.

She slowly tiptoed downstairs, the only noises were her ragged breaths and the sound of her own heartbeat. Once on level floor, she shamefully tucked her erect penis down between her thighs, walking slow on the balls of her feet with her legs together. “Dammit,” Hailey mouthed a curse to herself when she realized she had left the stupid empty bowl upstairs. Deciding against going back to get it for fear of her mistress’ reaction, she took to her knees and opened the cabinet that Shante’s father had shown her in search of another bowl.

“Damn!” she whispered another curse when she snagged another big bowl from the cabinet and made the other dishes shift loudly. To her surprise, when she looked behind her, Mr. Keebler was already standing there with a smirk on his handsom face.

Hailey let out a small squeal, turned to him and stood, then self-consciously tucked herself back between her thighs. “Uh, hi Mr. Keebler.” Her voice cracked, her chest hammered, she forgot how to breathe normally.

“Hey. More ice, I presume?” He gestured to the bowl she held in front of her hidden private parts.

“Oh…, uh, yeah,’ she replied, unable to keep her eyes from molesting her friend’s daddy’s impressive body. He was in his late forties, and it looked like it, but in a good way. She could tell the years had added some paunch to him, but she also could see that he actively worked to keep it to a minimum. “I’m, uh, sorry.” She didn’t even know why she was apologizing as she took a step back, then around to the refrigerator, all while keeping her cock tucked and her front facing him, making the whole scene more awkward. Mr. Keebler chuckled lightly as he watched her.

“Isn’t that a little uncomfortable? Y’know, holding yourself back like that?” he asked with a little chuckle, standing by the kitchen island, catercorner to where Hailey stood sideways, filling the bowl with ice.

“I- a little, uh, I am kinda naked here.” She had to chuckle. “Just trying to be respectful. And…, modest.”

“Well, you’ve always been respectful. And modest, actually, until you decided to walk around my house naked.” Another quasi-fatherly half chuckle. “I’m not sure how modesty was the goal here.”

Hailey sighed as she finished filling the bowl. “I just…, didn’t want you to see anything you can’t un-see.”

Mr. Keebler looked thoughtful. “And what would that be?”

“Uh- you know. My… my body.”

He gave a light scoff. “You haven’t tried to cover your boobs once since you’ve been standing here, y’know. And last time, you saw me staring at your ass. So is it that you’re modest and respectful to your best friend’s dad or is it that you’re ashamed of that one body part? The one you’re painfully hiding from me?”

Oh my god! Does this mean he wants to see my cock? Hailey screamed with excitement on the inside as her heart fluttered and butterflies churned in her tummy. All the other boys in her life were disgusted when they found out her secret. All of them. If she had told them outright, they’d lose interest quickly, blaming her personality. If she waited until she was sure he liked her, he was horrified to learn the truth. Once, she had waited until deep in the relationship to let him find out about her body naturally. That one had been the most painful rejection of all, both emotionally and physically.

Even her own father rejected her at an early age. At seven, when she discovered her identity as a girl, her mother supported her and let her express her femininity, buying her dresses, skirts, blouses and panties and doing her hair. But her father had strongly objected, fighting with her mother over it – a never ending fight that would ultimately end up in separation. So her father’s rejection was the first she felt, and all the other boys in her life seemed to follow suit.

After the last guy, she had never let another male in, relying on her best friend Shante for intimacy (and sometimes Danielle and Kira. And after tonight, she hoped, Kira’s sexy little sister too). “Are you saying… What are you saying?” she asked.

“I’m saying, if you’re going to be modest, be modest. That’s perfectly fine. But if your going to be…,” and he chuckled, “an exhibitionist, I guess, then don’t half-ass it because you’re ashamed of your penis.”

Hailey bit her lip and blushed…, lifted the bowl and slowly separated her legs. Her cock popped out front, stiff and triumphant, her tip doused in precum. “Beautiful,” Mr. Keebler whispered. “Just beautiful.”

He stood across the kitchen admiring the girl’s sexy body, her glowing honey skin, perfectly gentle curves all throughout her modelesque frame. Perfect pretty face. Perfect hazel eyes. Perfect pouty lips. Perfect natural tits. Perfect little girl-penis. “Perfect,” he said in a breath.

As Hailey watched him watching her, how he appreciated her full beauty, getting so turned on it showed heavily through his boxer briefs, her eyes turned to water and she could barely keep back the tears. She set set the bowl down on the counter and boldly walked over to Mr. Keebler gave him a great big hug. She squeezed his body and he squeezed back, tight and strong, making her moan out of comfort.

Hailey felt so safe in his strong arms. She didn’t want to let go, and so she didn’t. She held on, and so did he, squeezing her tight and stroking her long, silky hair. Hailey was so happy. Here she was, naked in a man’s arms and he didn’t push her away but instead squeezed her tight as her hard cock pressed right underneath his own.

After a long, heartfelt hug, Hailey tried to end the embrace, feeling her focus return to her horny state and reminding her of her mission. She pulled her head away from his chest, but couldn’t quite bring herself to divorce her body from his, and instead met his gaze. One glance into his eyes and she knew, they both did. He leaned down just as she perked up on her toes, and their lips met, soft as warm butter, sweet as summer.

She melted into him, her body flickering all over, every part seeming to suddenly burst to life. His lips were her lifeline. His embrace was her salvation. He wrapped her up, covered her and filled her and consumed her and replinished her all at once. Before she could comprehend real space and real time, his tongue had entered her mouth, finding it wet and ready, pleading.

Mr. Keebler’s hand slowly slid around her body, finding her supple breast, the other exploring her ass, squeezing it hard and pulling her against his big dick. “Fuck, babygirl,” he growled into her mouth as he squished her youthful tits. Hailey just melted to his every touch. She was his and only his in that moment. And he, she realized, was hers.

Hailey slid both hands over her friend’s daddy’s muscular chest, down his sides, all the way to his underwear, slipping beneath the waistband to grasp his engorged cock. It was heavy and long, felt strong as a hammer and was scorching hot to the touch. The big man returned the favor, taking Hailey’s feminine little member in his hands and began to gently stroke it.

Her knees nearly buckled at the unbelievable sensation. She tilted her head back and moaned deep, stroking his big dick as he kissed her neck. Hailey twitched sporadically, trying to choke back her orgasm. She didn’t want him to stop, it felt too good to ever tell him to stop. But neither did she want to cum and disobey her mistress upstairs. Returning with a completely limp clitty would definitely give her away. But she thought maybe she could make him cum. That would be so satisfying, and she could just wipe herself off.

Despite her best efforts though, Hailey couldn’t even last ten more strokes. She felt her balls tighten, her insides flutter, but before she actually came, she pushed Mr. Keebler’s hand away and stepped back. She gasped, bit her lip, stifled a moan, whimpered a little while bouncing up and down, but finally was able to keep herself from cumming. “I- I’m so sorry. Shante- I- the ice…, and…, I’m sorry, I gotta go back.” Hailey grabbed her bowl of ice and turned to head back upstairs.

“Good night, beautiful,” Shante’s sexy daddy said seductively while pulling up his underwear and tucking his large dick inside.

“‘Night, daddy,” Hailey replied with a coy grin.

Hailey returned to the room with glee in her heart. Her sneaky little encounter with her mistress’s daddy playing over and over in her head. But she had to hide her inner feelings from showing up in her face lest she have some questions to answer.

The girls iced themselves down, Danielle pulling her teddy from around her waist, going nude with Charity. Kira let her sister take off her yellow cotton panties when she iced her down. Hailey decided to free herself of her tight corset, leaving only her fishnet stockings. Only Shante remained (scantily) dressed in her little sheer babydoll.

Now it was Hailey’s turn to tell her story.

“Okay, so it started a few years ago when my daddy sent me that letter. As I told you before, he was telling me and mom he was sorry for what happened when I was little. That he was changed and that he wanted a second chance to be a family. He begged mom for a meeting, but she had refused. She didn’t trust him. But after more letters and more begging from dad and me, mom came up with a solution. She would let me spend a weekend with him and I would report back his ‘acceptance level’. If he passed, mom would allow him his face-to-face meeting.

“My parents still love each other. I know they do. After so many years of separation they never got a divorce. Dad, in his letters, seems to still be in love and I had never seen my mom bring another man home. The fact they loved each other so much made me feel guilty, being the real reason they split (though mom never said so, I remember.) So, I felt it was my duty to play this huge part in their possible reconciliation. If daddy showed just a little bit of progress, just a tiny bit more acceptance, I would embellish it and hope that once they got back together he’d continue to grow in his acceptance.

“Now this was about a year or so after I started getting my more womanly body. My tits had bloomed, my face softened and my hips were nicely shaped, all thanks to the sexy Dr. Abdullah – I’m sure you remember him from my other fantasies. And I had on a little white skater dress – the strappy kind that shows off a lot of cleavage and was just a bit too short – with heeled sandals, just to look extra feminine and gauge daddy’s initial reaction.

“When he opened the door and saw me, he gawped at me for a few seconds before saying, “Oh my god, Felix? Uh, I mean, Hailey. Sorry. Hailey, is that you? You look amazing. Wow! I mean, I can’t believe you used to be- sorry, come in.”

“Daddy was fully blown away at my appearance. The last time he had seen me, I looked like a flat stick with long hair wearing leggings and a little tee. But I could tell he thought I was pretty now because he was nearly speechless as he looked me up and down. As he checked me out I appreciated his appearance too. He was way, way sexier than I remembered. He was tall and muscular, his flawless skin a shade lighter than me. As he smiled, I could see where I got mine from. It was simply beautiful, radiant. I don’t know why and I tried to fight it, but I was immediately attracted to my daddy!

“I blushed and came in. I put my bags down in the guest bedroom and sat at the table where he cooked dinner. We talked and caught up. He told me about work and I told him about all the things he had missed.

“Then he asked me if I had a boyfriend. ‘Uh- I mean, you do like boys, right? I don’t mean to assume anything…’

“I smiled. He was really trying to be more open. ‘Yes, I like boys…, and girls too. Especially since the boys don’t really like me.’

“I almost regretted sharing that piece of information until he replied, ‘Really!? Why not. You’re so beautiful, Hailey. You’re gorgeous.’

“I blushed at my daddy’s genuine-spounding complement. ‘Thank you,’ I said, trying not to smile too hard. But daddy’s eyes on me made me happy. And my smile made him smile that heart-stealing smile. God! He was so handsome!

“We just sat and talked for hours. As we spent more time we got to know each other as daddy and daughter. Eventually in the evening, the conversation got somewhat serious as we sat about a foot apart on his couch. ‘Y’know, Hailey, I wish I’d have understood you sooner. So many years away from your mother…, and it didn’t need to be. And if she lets me come back, I’m going to make it up to her. But for this weekend, I want to make it up to you. Tell me, what can I do in two days to make up for years of being a bad dad?’

“I thought for a moment, and realized I had fantasies in my mind about what it would have been like to grow up as daddy’s little girl. None of my specific ideas would be appropriate at my age, but I did miss out on being daddy’s little girl and wanted to feel that love. And somewhere in my mind, I knew that having my sexy daddy treat me like a little princess would turn me on. In an innocent sort of way. So, convincing myself that it was innocent (which was somewhat true), I whispered, ‘I just want to be your little girl, like I never got to be. Do things that a daddy and daughter are supposed to do.’ My voice was so small and needy, I could see it breaking my father’s heart.

“‘Like what, Hailey? I’ll do anything,’ he said, looking me right in the eye.

“I looked at the floor, blushing shamefully as I spoke in a small voice. ‘Things like…, call me baby, and princess.’

“‘Aww, babygirl. Of course. C’mere, sweetheart.’ He wrapped his arms around me in a big hug. I lay my head in his chest, took in his scent, and relished in his warm, strong embrace. ‘Look. I love you. And you will always be my little girl. My princess. From now on. Okay?’

“‘Mmkay’ I said, muffled by my daddy’s large chest. He smelled so good – a sexy and clean scent but still manly. I felt so small and so needy in his arms, but also secure and feminine and wanted. This is how it feels to be loved by a man. This is what it is to be loved by a daddy.

“Daddy nuzzled the top of my head and sniffed my hair, inhaling deeply. ‘Mmmm, I used to love this smell. Back when you were a baby I used to be obsessed with the smell of your hair.’ He chuckled and sniffed again. ‘My baby girl.’ He inhaled me again as I secretly took him in too. ‘You still smell the same.’

“I squeezed him tighter. ‘Never stop doing that,’ I said, a little more sultrily than it sounded in my mind. And my tucked-back cock started to react to the underlying lust inside me. Oh my god, I want my daddy so bad, I thought as I held him tight.

“After a few serene minutes, daddy let me go. ‘So what else can I do for you, princess?’

“My heart smiled. ‘Keep calling me sweetheart and princess for starters. I love that,’ I said. Then I thought about the times my mom would paint my toenails and how often I thought how it would be so much fun to do that with daddy. Then I thought about how much it would turn me on to have my sexy daddy touching my little feet. A win win! ‘I want you to do my toenails. Full pedi.’

“‘As you wish my pretty princess,’ he smiled.

I went and grabbed my mani-pedi kit from my pack and returned with bubbly excitement. I kicked off my sandals and sat back on the couch, laying my feet in daddy’s lap, wiggling my toes. ‘Wow, even your feet are cute. You grew up to be such a pretty girl.’

“‘Thank you, daddy,’ I said, blushing and smiling gleefully.

“‘What color do you want, Princess?’

“I didn’t have to contemplate. ‘Pink!’ I said, grabbing the four different shades of pink from my case and handing them to him. ‘You can choose which one,’ I said.

“Daddy chose the pale, bubblegum pink and began to apply the polish to my toenails. A couple times he colored outside the lines, tickling my sensitive toes into a fit of giggling every time. ‘My silly little girl,’ he’d say light-heartedly and then wipe the paint from my toes. Once all my nails were pretty and pink, daddy blew lightly on each one to dry them.

“‘All done, Kitten,’ daddy said after tickling my toes with the cool air, giving me a little stiffie.

“Feeling a little flushed, I asked daddy to rub my feet. I needed to feel his hands on me, right where I knew it would keep me turned me on, even if he didn’t know it. I felt naughty for tricking my daddy into foreplay but that just made me wet. I could feel my pre in the middle of my panties, near my butt.

“I relaxed into the foot massage. Daddy’s firm but gentle hands were melting away my tensions, my worries, and my inhibitions. After a couple of minutes, with my head back and eyes closed, I began to lightly moan and ever so slightly arch my back when the feeling was right. ‘Um- everything okay, Angel?’ my daddy asked.

“‘Yes. It feels so good. Don’t stop.’ I couldn’t take the sex out of my voice. I tried but I just couldn’t! I was just about sure daddy knew what he was doing to me. And he didn’t stop. ‘Thank you, daddy.’ For not stopping when you know you’re making your little girl horny. I wish I had the courage to say that last part aloud.

“After a few more minutes of the most delicious daddy daughter foot massage, I was totally relaxed. Too relaxed. I had begun to hum and moan in earnest now, arching my back even more and opening my legs as I impishly searched my daddy’s lap for his cock. I just had to see if he was hard for me like I was for him! As I slid my heel around his lap, I just felt the hard swell against his thigh when daddy stopped rubbing.

“‘Y’know what, Hailey? I have a really good Idea,’ he said as he got up. ‘You just stay here. I’ll be right back.’ And off he went, away somewhere else in the house.

“I obeyed daddy and waited, thinking about the mistake I had just made. What was I thinking!? He’s just learning to accept me as a girl, as his daughter, and I try to feel his cock. If he had been upset that his little man turned out to be a little girl, he would be disgusted that she got turned on during a foot massage and tried to touch his dick. I started to think I had ruined everything, for me and mom. Then I had another, less virtuous thought. Daddy’s cock was hard. What if he want me too and he’s just scared?

“Daddy returned about five minutes later with a Bluetooth speaker (definitely using that time to cool his libido). ‘Daddy daughter dance?’

“‘I’d love to,’ I answered, thinking of all the possibilities for grinding and touching and cuddling that dancing provides. But daddy had very different ideas. He played ‘Happy’ by Farrell and held my hands as we danced fast, our bodies two arms’ lengths apart, stepping this way and that way, spinning and twisting. Good, clean, daddy daughter fun. I would be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy myself, but all I could think about was finding a reason and a way to put my body on his.

“After a few songs of giggly, fast-paced workout, I was nearly out of breath and so requested a slower song. As is appropriate for a slower song, I pressed my body to my daddy’s, lay my head against his shoulder and we began to rock slowly side to side. I put my arms around daddy’s neck and he put his around my waist, his large hands gently exploring my waist and hips as we floated around his living room.

“‘I can’t believe I missed out on this,’ my dad said as he held my body on his

“‘You didn’t miss out. We’re here now,’ I said.

“‘And I’m so grateful I get to spend time with my sweet little girl,’ he said and again took in the scent of my hair.

“‘Oh, daddy,’ I said, ‘I am so looking forward to you coming back home. So we can be together all the time. You and me.’ I don’t think he understood how bad I wanted him for myself, even though I ground myself against him as I said it in a sultry voice.

“His hands went up my sides slowly, then back down to my hips, then followed the outline of the band of my panties around to my lower back, right above the swell of my butt. ‘Mmmm, I would love that, sweetie. I just hope I can do enough to earn a good report with your mother.’

“‘You already have, daddy. I would never give you a bad report. Not ever. No matter what happens. No matter what you do with me. I want you.’ I was planning to say I wanted him in my life, but the last three words didn’t make it past my lips.

“Daddy didn’t make a reply. He just let his hands roam around my hips and to my back, just barely daring his fingers to slip beneath the line of appropriateness – the waist of my cherry red thong. I wanted him to go for it, to put his hands on my ass and claim it as his. But he never did.

“He took another whiff of my hair. ‘Mmm. It’s so intoxicating,’ he sighed as he took another. I smiled against his chest, then took in a big breath of his manliness – his body wash, mixed with his natural musk and the sweat from our vigorous dance. I was in heaven and my little penis agreed, pulled back between my legs as it was, dripping precum into my panties.

“‘Princess? Are you sniffing me?’ daddy asked, chuckling lightly.

“‘I’m not the only one who’s smell is intoxicating. It’s…, turning me on, daddy,’ I replied honestly, then held my breath as I awaited his reply.

“‘That- that’s…,’ he froze in place. ‘It’s… not right for a daddy to turn his little girl on,’ he said quietly, his hands falling back down my body toward the danger zone as he looked down at me. I took in his scent again, digging my nose into his chest and inhaling deeply, making a show of it. He laughed and spun me around to take his sweet bodily fragrance away from me, but pressed me tight against his body with his strong arms. I’m not sure if he was aware, but I could feel his semi-hard cock against my butt through his pants. ‘Guess we’ll have to dance like this since you’re being so naughty, Little One.’

“‘Mmm, sorry daddy,’ I sang as I folded my arms on top of his and began to move with daddy to the slow music. The next song was ‘Close’ by Ella Mai, one of my favorites. I began to rock my hips side to side, my booty pressed into my father’s crotch. As I seduced daddy with my slow, sexy dancing, I could feel him relax again into the subtle sensuality of the moment, feeding the low current of sexual tension with his body.

“He never pulled away from me, or took his hands off me. In fact, he let his hands begin to roam over my swaying body, down over my taut tummy, around my wide hips, and down the outside of my upper thighs, my hands on top of his. At a point, I interlocked my fingers inside his and began to guide his palms over the landscape of my feminine body, giving him a tour.

“I led him back up towards my breasts, where he stopped me just underneath my cups. I traced my boobs, taking his hands outward, just grazing the outer swells of my tits up and down, up and down until daddy objected with a lighthearted chuckle. ‘What are you trying to do to me, Babygirl?’

“‘Sorry daddy,’ the innocent little girl inside me said as I led his hands back down my sides. Our hands remained in the safe zone of my body for a few moments as I wound my hips and swayed side to side to the music, feeling daddy’s dick get bigger against my booty.

“It turned me on that I was turning him on and my hands soon sailed down to my thighs again, bringing daddy’s with them. I slowly inched my way between my inner thighs, right below my private parts, then began to ascend even slower. ‘Oh my god,’ daddy gasped when his finger tips brushed up against my little girlhood through my dress, tucked back inside my panties. I tried to push his hands further, so daddy could really feel his little girl’s desire but he pulled his hands away and stepped back.

“‘I think that’s enough dancing for tonight, Hailey. Sorry, umm, I think I’m gonna have a shower and give us time to uh…, y’know, cool down. Feel free to watch TV or whatever. I’ll be back down in a little while.’ And with that, daddy spun on his heel and disappeared upstairs.

“I sat on the couch and turned on the TV, unable to pay attention to anything on the screen. Daddy is clearly turned on by me. And he knows I know. So why won’t he touch me? Is it because he’s my daddy and I’m his daughter? Or is it because he still thinks of me as his son, Felix? I sat and contemplated my situation, and how good it felt to be with him. How safe. How secure. How sexy. How horny.

“I went to the guest bathroom on the first floor and found myself unable to pee due to my stiffie. So I waited a while for my swelling to go down, then pulled my dress up and pushed my panties down, sat down and started to go. I looked down at my panties and they were slimy in the middle from my pre and soaked everywhere else due to my sweating crotch when I was dancing. But still, after I peed, pulled my panties up and tucked myself back again.

“Daddy was standing by the door when I came out, wearing nothing but a pair of pajama pants, his awesome chest bare. ‘Hey, Sweetheart. I- I just wanted to say… I wanted to apologize for running away like that. I don’t want you to feel like I’m rejecting you as my daughter, but what we were going to do- what we were doing wasn’t right. You have to know that I would never do anything to take advantage of you. And I’ll do anything to make you feel like my sweet little girl.’

“‘So…,’ I said in a tiny voice, ‘you didn’t run because you think of me as a boy?’

“‘No, no! Of course not. How could I? I mean look at you. You’re absolutely gorgeous. If I wasn’t your dad-‘ he stopped in his tacks.

“I smiled mischievously. ‘What? If you weren’t my dad you’d fuck me?’

“‘Babygirl, that’s not what-‘

“‘So you do think of me as a boy.’ I had him in an impossible situation. I know. I’m a minx.

“‘No!’

“‘Then tell me. What would you do with me if I wasn’t your daughter?’

“‘You’re really doing this? You’re really gonna make me say it?’

“‘Say what?’ I teased.

“Daddy sighed. ‘That I’m attracted to you. That you’re the most beautiful girl I think I’ve ever seen. That you turn me on with a smile, not to mention when you grind that beautiful body against me. That if you weren’t my daughter, I’d have my way with you, cock or no.’

“I smiled evilly. ‘Mmm. So you wanna fuck me.’

“‘Hailey…,’ daddy said in a warning tone.

“‘Just say it once and I’ll stop. I’ll go back to being daddy’s good little girl.’

“‘Yes, Kitten. I would love to fuck you. I wanted to grab your ass while we were dancing. That’s why I turned you around. But when you ground that perfect ass of yours against me, I knew it was a mistake. I wanted to grab your titties and feel them in my hands. I wanted to touch you between your legs and see if you were hard for me like I was for you. I wanted to pull off all your clothes and fuck you deep and long and hard, okay. Satisfied?’

“His confession had stirred me up again. ‘Not until you do it,’ I said cheekily. Daddy sighed again. ‘Okay okay. I guess it’s enough to know daddy thinks I’m sexy. So, what else did I miss out on? What else do daddies and daughters do?’ Daddy sighed in relief, but the things I had in mind would only serve as seduction. ‘How about a kiss?’ I said.

“‘Of course, Princess,’ he said and kissed my forehead. ‘There.’

“I giggled. ‘Y’know, some daddy’s kiss their daughters on the lips.’

“‘Yeah, some,’ he said, smirking.

“‘Only the best. And I think you’re the best daddy in the world.’

“‘Oh yeah, Babydoll?’ he said, smiling and coming forward. He lifted my chin with a finger. I stood on my tippy toes and met his lips with mine. So warm and moist our kiss was. It was full of sweet tenderness and secret lust. But to the naked eye, the kiss seemed almost innocent. It just lasted longer than a normal daddy daughter kiss might.

“‘I love you, daddy,’ I said, meaning it in every way.

“He kissed my lips again. ‘I love you Sweet Pea.’ Then I kissed him again.

“After our first series of little kisses, daddy and I sat on the couch and started watching TV. Our position progressed from side by side, to his arm around me and my head on his shoulder, to me on his lap. ‘Little girls always sit in their daddy’s lap,’ I said when he tried to object.

“His arms were around me and we serenely enjoyed each other’s body. He discreetly smelled my hair from time to time, thinking I didn’t notice. After a while I turned sideways in his lap to give him more kisses. ‘I love you, daddy,’ I would say every time I kissed his lips, innocent as a little girl. ‘I love you too, Angel,’ he’d reply, melting my heart and turning me on.

“Growing more daring, I turned another 90 degrees and straddled daddy’s lap with my knees in the couch beside his hips. His attention went from the TV to me, repositioning his arms around my waist. ‘You are trouble, Little One. Pure trouble.’

“‘No. I’m being your good little girl. I’m not being bad at all,’ I said innocently, hiking up my dress so I could sit comfortably with my knees spread beside daddy. I placed my palms flat against daddy’s warm, bare chest and kissed him softly on the lips. ‘I’m just trying to get all the affection I missed out on when I was little in one day.’ I kissed his lips. ‘All the kisses.’ Another kiss. ‘All the love.’ Another. ‘All the hugs.’ I kissed him again, longer, as my hands went down and up his magnificent body. ‘I want everything you owe me, daddy.’

“‘Me too, Princess. And when I move back in, we can make up all the time we lost,’ he said.

“‘But…,’ I said, lip quivering, ‘mommy won’t let me do this.’ And I kissed him longer on the lips, not-so-subtley trying to pry his lips apart so I could taste his tongue.

“He opened up, our tongues slid together briefly, then he pulled back. ‘No, no, baby. This is- this is not-‘

“I started to plead. ‘Please, daddy. This is all I want, I swear. I just want to kiss you. Please, just let me kiss my daddy. I miss you so bad.’

“He took a second. ‘Just a kiss? That’s all? And you’ll stop this?’ I pouted prettily and nodded the lie. He paused for another few seconds. ‘You…, you promise not to tell your mother about this.’

“‘I promise.’ I couldn’t keep the smile off my face. This time, I waited for daddy to come and get me. I wanted him to show he wanted to kiss me just as bad as I wanted to kiss him – and did he ever! He attacked my lips with an unrestrained heat I had never experienced. I couldn’t keep up with his swirling tongue exploring my mouth. His fingers gripped into my thick tresses as he devoured me whole. My heart was beating faster and our breaths were like wind going back and forth in our nostrils.

“His passion started to even scare me a little, but excited me so much more! I was moaning as I melted for daddy, my panties growing wet and my tottie threatening to unfold from underneath me and poke daddy’s belly.

“Without thinking, I slid my hands down to daddy’s waistband and pulled it back, jaw dropping when I saw the enormous daddy cock pointing up at me, the dark pink tip shining with precum. ‘Woah, hey!’ daddy said, breaking our life-changing kiss. ‘Bad girl, bad girl,’ he reprimanded me and pushed my greedy hands away from his crotch. ‘You said just the kiss!’

“‘I’m sorry, daddy,’ I said as innocent as possible but with a smirk stained on my face.

“Daddy didn’t seem mad, just surprised. ‘It looks like hugs and kisses weren’t all you missed out on. If somebody would’ve spanked your little ass growing up maybe you wouldn’t be such a little liar.’

“I jumped on the opportunity he presented with his not-so-well-thought-out words. I hopped off his lap and lay across it instead with my butt in the air. ‘Please spank me, daddy. You’re right. I’m a bad girl and I need to be disciplined,’ I pleaded, as I lifted the skirt if my dress up over my bubble butt. ‘Spank my little ass!’

“‘Oh my god!’ daddy sighed. ‘What am I going to do with you, Pretty One?’ he said as he tentatively laid his hand upon my butt cheek.

“‘Spank me,’ I suggested simply. ‘Please. I need to know what it feels like to have a daddy. The good and the bad.’

“‘Yeah. Right,’ daddy scoffed. He would be stupid not to see through my game at this point. And he wasn’t stupid, but he played along anyway.

“He swatted my right cheek without warning. Then the left and then the right again. Hard. Back and forth, left cheek, right cheek he spanked me until I cried out and bucked in sweet, titillating pain. I think he might have been trying to spank the horniness out of me but instead, his forceful daddy hand turned me on so much more, especially when he peeled my panties down below my ass. He spanked me thoroughly, making me jump, and bounce and wriggle in his lap, causing our two hard cocks to sometimes to bump and rub together. It seems the spanking didn’t cure either of us of our passionate lust.

“Daddy finally stopped punishing me and began to softly caress my stinging booty. ‘You gonna be a good girl from now on, Little Kitty?’ he said.

“‘Mmmm yes, daddy,’ I replied.

“‘Good,’ he said, continuing to pet my ass. ‘Good girl.’ He slid my panties down further and I bent at the knees to help him get them off. I wasn’t sure what he was going to do but I would let him do whatever he wanted with me or my panties at that point. ‘Such sexy panties for such a good girl,’ he sighed.

I could feel my bare, stiff little dicklet pressing into his throbbing, heavy cock through his pajama pants. I felt so sexy and so loved, especially when daddy unashamedly sniffed my little red panties.

“I giggled. ‘First my hair, now my panties? You must really be obsessed with the smell of me.’

“‘Absolutely, Honey,’ he said and took in my scent again. ‘But your panties,’ he took another sniff, ‘they’re kindof uh…, rank.’ He chuckled, then took another whiff of my allegedly stinky panties.

“‘Daddy!’ I complained as I turned, snatched my underwear out his hands and took a whiff myself. It was true. It was a hot day out, and the hour or so of dancing had taken it’s toll on the cleanliness of my panties – not to mention the fresh precum that had also soaked in. ‘I know my panties stink now, daddy, but I swear I keep myself clean. It was the dancing that did it. And…, y’know…, my pre pre.’

“‘Mhm, but still…, I think you need a bath.’ He paused for a few moments, letting the question linger in my mind. Is he saying what I think he’s saying? ‘I think we can make up for all the years of missed bath times tonight. Don’t you think so, Precious?’

“My eyes lit up like Christmas. ‘I’ll get the bath ready,’ daddy laughed as I tossed my panties aside and went to my bedroom to get my things ready for the most exciting bath of my life. I was about to grab my normal pajamas I had packed – a pair of soft blue pajama shorts and a little pink nightgown I’d grown too tall for – but deciding to tease daddy that night and the next morning, I left the shorts in my bag.

“As I entered the bathroom with my pj’s, my bodywash and my loofah, daddy had just finished drawing my bath. I stood in front of him and waited for him to undress me, raised my arms in the air as he lifted my small white dress up from the bottom, over my head and off my body. I held my breath as daddy surveyed me, nervous. Is he grossed out that a cock is attached to my female body? Does he think it’s ugly? I began to fear, and instinctively covered my small, stiff penis.

“‘You’re so beautiful,’ he said, taking my hands in his, looking me in the eye.

“‘Really?’ I asked, suddenly feeling like an insecure schoolgirl.

“‘Definitely, Princess. You’re just perfect.’

“‘Thank you, daddy,’ I said and gave him a big hug and a tender kiss before he led me to sit in the hot bubble bath he prepared for me. He sat on the edge of the bath and began to bathe me.

“‘It’s been so long since the last time I gave you a bath,’ daddy said as he lathered up my hair with shamppoo and began to massage it into my scalp. It felt so good and so relaxing I could have napped right there in the hot bath.

“‘Yeah, I know,’ I said as I tilted my head back and let daddy rinse my hair. ‘I think we should pick up right where we left off.’

“Daddy smiled. ‘Kind of hard to think of you the same way. I mean, you didn’t have these where we left off,’ he said as he casually grabbed one of my little breasts.

“I exaggerated a gasp. ‘Daddy!’ I said in mock shock. ‘You’re not supposed to touch me there!’ My heart was racing again and daddy had that hungry look in his eye.

“‘Oh but babygirl, it’s okay if daddy touches your private parts,’ he said as he toyed my puffy brown nipple.

“‘Okay, daddy,’ I whispered and gently nibbled my finger. ‘Only you can touch my special parts.’ He took full liberty, massaging my boobs, soaping them up, making me feel sexy and dirty as he washed me clean.

“‘Doesn’t it feel good, Little One,’ he said.

“‘A- a little,’ I said coyly. ‘I think you’re being naughty, daddy.’

“‘No. You’re the naughty one, Sweetheart. That’s why daddy had to spank your little bottom earlier,’ he said as he fondled my tits with one hand and washed my back with the other. ‘You were acting like a little slut, trying to see daddy’s cockmeat. I’m just giving my little girl a bath.’

“‘Okay daddy. I’m sorry.’ I just relaxed into daddy, letting his hands go wherever they pleased. He soaped and rinsed my back, then my tummy and inevitably reached under the surface of the sudsy water to find my stiffie.

“I gasped and twitched. Daddy smiled, gave a small chuckle. ‘Aha, so you do like it when daddy touches you where your underwear covers. Your little princess toy is rock solid. Here, stand up so I can finish up and put you to bed.’

“‘Okay,’ I whispered in a small voice and slowly stood up. I was so scared and so nervous and so excited that daddy had just touched my cocklet, and he wasn’t afraid to see it at all! He loved my body and made me feel good about it.

“Daddy used his hands and my body wash to lather up my legs, the left one up to my upper thigh, then the right, both front and back. My rigid little penis was staring him right in the face as his smooth wet hands glided up and down my lengthy legs, setting me aflame and torturing me softly. ‘Turn around now, Angel Cake. I have to clean your behind.’

“I obeyed daddy and twirled around, my ankles sloshing in the water as I turned. Daddy wasted no time lathering up my booty cheeks, massaging my sensitive skin, soothing me and making me super horny. He took his precious time with my ass, spreading me open, pushing up, squeezing and clutching my pliant globes. He then slid a finger in between, washing my cleft, paying special attention to my little brown rimhole. I couldn’t help but arch my back, poke out my ass and let out a little moan as daddy slipped his soapy finger over my ring multiple times.

“‘I have to clean your little trinket now, Honey,’ daddy said after rinsing my ass, turning me by my hips. I wished he would have stuck his finger inside my little hole, but I was too scared to ask, and too excited to have him touch my pipette. He began soaping up his hands and applied them to my aching crotch. The pleasure that radiated from his hands into my penis and permeated my very core was unreal. I whimpered and shivered. I bit my lip and my knees weakened. I put my hands on daddy’s shoulders as he handled my penis.

“‘We have to be very thorough when cleaning your princess parts, Baby,’ he said as he slid my foreskin back, exposing my light pink clit.

“‘Yes, daddy,’ I said in the most innocent way, barely able to stand as he slid his fingers all aound the crown of my exposed tip.

“He then carefully lathered up my little girlnuts and played with them momentarily before focusing on my shaft. He started out slowly rubbing, as if he was just working a lather into my skin. But then he did it with more purpose, sroking my cock between his fingers, seemingly to get me off.

“‘Daddy?’ I said, quivering. He ignored me and kept jacking me off. He gripped my butt with his other hand, squeezing it and pulling me to the edge of the tub. ‘Oh, daddy!’ I whimpered as his hand came off my ass and went to my breast to clutch and fondle. All the while, daddy stroked my little girlcock, faster and faster. I could no longer take it. ‘Daddy! You’re gonna make me cum!’ I cried out, just as I began to spurt white cream all over daddy’s chest. ‘Ah, ohh daddy! Mmmnn, ohh, yes daddyyy,’ I moaned in ecstasy as daddy pumped my squirting penis.

“Little Hailey went limp after she coated daddy in girl sperm and I rinsed my soapy ass and cock in the bath water. Daddy wrapped me in a towel and dried me off after helping me out of the tub by my hand. He slipped my little nightgown over my head and kissed my forehead.

“‘Goodnight Sweetie,’ he said and patted my butt as I left the bathroom. I went to my room while daddy cleaned off my cum. I laid in my bed but couldn’t sleep. All I could think about was what just happened. Daddy jerked me off! I just came all over daddy! I was in disbelief and I didn’t want the night with him to ever end. So I decided I wouldn’t let it, and went up to his room to wait for him in his bed.

“Daddy came in the room, completely naked, cock hanging heavily downward. My mouth watered. ‘What are you doing in here, Kitten?’ he said as he came toward the bed.

“‘There’s one last thing I think I missed out on while you were gone. Most daddies read their little girls bedtime stories…, and sometimes they let them sleep in their bed.’

“Daddy laughed. ‘You are insatiable, aren’t you Little One,’ he said, lifting the covers and getting into bed with me. Completely naked! I could feel myself starting to rise under my nightgown. And without any panties, daddy would feel it too when we cuddled, which I definitely planned to do. ‘What story do you want to hear?’

“‘It’s one of my favorites. It’s about, ummm, a really, really special daddy and his pretty daughter,’ I said shyly, handing him my smartphone.

“‘Winsome?’ daddy read the title aloud. ‘Naive daughter can’t wait to finally have sex.’ He chuckled after reading the short description. ‘This is a sex story, Baby.’

“I smiled shyly and nodded. ‘Will you read it to me? Pleeeeease, daddy?’ My pouty voice persuaded him and he agreed. He lay on his back. I cuddled up into his side, being sure to press my crotch against his hip so he could feel my girly little toy, and to drape my leg over him so I could feel his big daddy dick, so hot and completely naked against my skin. He put his arm around me and began to read.

“I imagined that my daddy was the daddy from the story and I was his horny daughter, Winsome. I imagined him jerking his massive cock to me while sniffing my panties until he came. That he was kissing me on the lips every night. That he was teaching me to masturbate while taking advantage of me and secretly cumming as he dry humped me.

“It started to get me hot hearing all the things daddy would do to me and my trinket began to uncoil. I pressed myself against his side without a word, knowing he felt me poking him. He responded by holding me tighter. As the story progressed, my penis got stiffer and so did daddy’s, stretching out and lying flat up his stomach. I tried to arch my leg to feel his girthy cock, but I was out of position. So I subtly adjusted myself to end up on top of daddy, lying on his chest. This way I could feel his thick daddy meat on my tummy through the thin fabric of my nightie.

“‘Getting comfy, baby?’ daddy asked, softly caressing my back, finally resting his hand right above my posterior.

“‘Mmhmm. And I think I would be more comfortable if you didn’t act like you didn’t want to touch my butt,’ I said. Without a word, daddy slid his hand down over my booty, only hindered by super soft cotton. He patted it and rubbed it as he continued reading the sexy story.

“By the time daddy got to the part where he was eating my pussy in the dressing room, I was slowly grinding my hips against him, foolishly hoping he wouldn’t notice. ‘You are such a naughty little girl, Hailey,’ daddy said to me as his hand slid underneath my nightgown to fondle my naked ass.

“‘I know I am,’ I said as I began to openly hump daddy’s cock, spreading my legs beside his, still lying against his chest. ‘You make me so horny, daddy. I can’t help it.’ I could feel my little girltoy caressing his daddy meat through my pajamas and pressed myself harder against it. Daddy put down my phone and grabbed my ass with both hands, spreading my cheeks apart and forcing my hips against his. I took the queue and began humping daddy all by myself.

“Daddy lifted my nightie up and off my body so that our bare cocks touched. His thick, massive meat dwarfed my little stiffie. I reached between us to get my little hands on daddy’s heavy tool – it was pulsing and radiating heat. His hands went back to my ass, enjoying the feel of my plumped behind before exploring the cleft in between and tickling my rimhole with a curious finger.

“‘Babygirl, this is so, so wrong. We really shouldn’t be doing this,’ he said, even as he slipped his middle fingertip inside my tiny hole.

“‘I know, daddy. But it feels so good.’ Even his finger was a snug fit. I didn’t know how his big dick would fit, but I knew we’d find a way. ‘Fuck me, daddy. I want it. I want you inside me,’ I whimpered desperately, climbing up daddy’s body to get his dick behind me, closer to its destination.

“‘Oh my god, baby. You’re such a bad girl,’ daddy said, angling his cock to replace his finger inside me.

“‘Yes, daddy. I’m a dirty girl. I need you to fuck me until I’m your good girl. Make me a good girl with your cock!’ I said, trying to sit down on daddy’s thick meat, stretching myself but still not enough for daddy to fit. My virgin circlet was just too small.

“‘You want me to fuck the slut out of you, Sweetie? So you can finally be daddy’s good girl?’ Daddy’s member was stiff as iron, but still couldn’t penetrate my sphincter, even though I started spreading my ass cheeks aside for it. ‘Your bad little hole is blocking daddy’s cock,’ he said in frustration.

“‘I’m sorry, daddy,’ I said as I dismounted and slid back down his muscular body, lower than before. ‘I’ll make it right.’

“Daddy knew just where I was going. ‘That’s it baby, put your wet little mouth on daddy’s cock,’ he said as I put my wet little mouth on daddy’s cock. I took him down to the back of my throat, being sure to coat daddy’s dick with as much saliva as I could. I savored the clean taste of him on my tongue, and the comforting heat I felt as I nursed on his nourishing daddy meat. I bobbed on his carnal cane, up and down my lips went, leaving his shaft slippery with salivation. I could haved sucked him all night until he exploded on my tongue, but daddy yanked me back up after a few seconds, more focused on getting his cock inside my virgin-tight daughter hole.

“I kissed his lips and then his tongue was in my mouth, hungrily lapping at mine as he again pressed his spit-drenched cock against my tiny pinhole – to no avail. I could feel daddy’s growl of frustration in my mouth as he ravaged my mouth with aggressive, almost angry kisses, sucking hard on my tender lips and tongue and hurting me a little. It was a scary feeling to see daddy not get what he wanted – an exciting, frightening, deliciously wicked feeling.

“Daddy sat up abruptly and lifted me up off him, just as easily as one would a little girl, and deposited me on the bed. My skin was on fire with titillating fear and my penis leaked so much precum it was oozing out my foreskin. Daddy descended on me like an animal, and I was his prey. He pushed my legs apart and up by the backs of my knees, rolling me onto my shoulders some. Then he came in with his face, and tongued my asshole!

“‘Ohhhh, gawwwwd, daddyyyyy!’ I cried out at the unexpected but enthusiastically welcome intrusion. Daddy jabbed into my anal hole with his strong, drenched tongue, prying into my ring where his cock was too large to fit.

‘Yes, daddy! Lick my dirty little asshole. I deserve it daddy. Yes, yes, yes, oh fuc-‘

“Daddy shoved his two middle fingers in my mouth and shoved them to the back of my throat. I gagged and coughed wet, then daddy removed them quickly and introduced one of the sopping digits to my asshole. It wasn’t very gentle, but it felt amazing as he slid his middle finger all the way up my butt, all the way to the second nuckle. He fucked me with one finger for a few strokes, then slid the second one in. I gasped and cried out, feeling my anal hole stretch on daddy’s finger in preparation for his large cock. I could’ve cum right then and there at the thought. Mmmmmn.

“Daddy repeated the action, this time shoving three fingers into my throat, gagging me and returned two drenched digits to my rectum, then added the third. He finger fucked me with all three fingers as deep as they would go, licking my booty ever so often to keep it fresh with saliva.

“When daddy felt I was loose enough, he put his mushroom head at my cock-starved entrance, and slowly slid inside me. His length felt twice as long as it looked. I winced and daddy groaned as he filled his princess up with every inch of his powerful scepter. I shivered when I felt his pelvis touch my skin, tickling my sack and taint with his short pubic stubble. Daddy was so deep inside me, nourishing me from the inside with his love, taking my cherry and cherishing my body with his own – the most profoundly affectionate form of acceptance.

“He made my little hole his home, abiding inside me as he leaned down to kiss me. I could hardly wait for him to descend, grasping him around the neck and pulling us together until our lips met in another passionate kiss.

“‘I missed you so bad, daddy,’ I whispered as we kissed.

“‘I love you, Angel… I always have… and I’ll never stop,’ he said as he licked me up.

“At that, daddy began to make love to me in earnest, slowly pumping his hips, receding in small lengths then thrusting slowly and deeply inside my sex. I arched my back, incidentally removing my lips from daddy’s and put my hands on his hips to slow his already slow thrusting. Any more stimulation from that thick, delicious cock of his and I knew I would cum soon.

“Daddy fed on the skin of my neck and upper chest when my lips became unavailable and took my hands away from his body, pinning them up above my head. Then he started to thrust again, deeper, harder, with more strength, more desire. ‘Daddy! Mmmmn! Daddy, wait. you’re gonna make me cum!’

“I wanted to savor my first time being penetrated, my first (and hopefully not last) time with daddy, but daddy didn’t care. ‘Yes Princess,’ he breathed into my chest, reaching down between us and stroking my strained little penis. ‘Cum for daddy, babygirl. Cum all over me.’

“‘Ah- Oh, mmmn- ahh,’ my shaky voice whimpered, trying to hold it in, struggling with daddy’s hands. But he was too strong. His deep stroking cock was too good. And his voice was too dominant to be disobeyed by his own little girl. I forcefully spurted my girl-seed upward, painting our beautiful caramel bodies with white, vertical stripes up to our chins. ‘Mmmmn, oh, yes daddy! Yes! Fuck me!’ I cried out as he stroked my youthful hole with his experienced daddy meat and my little pole with his iron fist.

“Daddy licked cum off my neck, chest and chin before sealing his lips around my waiting, eager tongue, sharing the milky treat with me. Our tongues collided again, fighting over remnants of my salty semen.

“Once the flavor of my climax faded from between our lips, daddy sat upright, switched gears, and started fucking me with more vigor, pulling out further and slamming into me harder with each stroke. He squeezed my cum-coated tits, pinching my nips until they hurt so good.

“My toy shrank between my spread thighs, submitting to daddy’s dominance as he grew more demanding, fucking me fast and hard. I knew daddy needed to cum now. He had been so horny all day as I teased him like a bad little girl.

“I wanted him to cum inside me like I was his only love. I wanted him to cum on me like I was his naughty little slut. But one thing was certain, that daddy needed to cum.

“I began to work my hips to meet daddy’s thrusts, ignoring myself and giving my body completely over to daddy’s ravenous lust, arching my back as I stared deeply into his eyes. ‘Take it, daddy. Take my little pussy. Fuck me like you love me! Fuck me like a filthy whore!’ I encouraged daddy in the dirtiest ways as he fucked me like a doll, handling me and using me until finally, I felt it. The slight tightening, then pumping sensation in daddy’s cock. And then he growled, low and long as his thrusts slowed, savoring his much deserved climax.

Daddy’s cumming in me, I thought as it happened. I moaned high as daddy groaned low, pumping me full of his love seed. ‘Oh, my baby girl… mmn, my sweet, sweet girl,’ he panted as he stroked out his cum into my lovehole. ‘Oh my god, you are such an angel.’

“Daddy pulled his dick out of me and I immediately felt empty and hollow. He lay his heavy meat across my crotch, slapping my subdued little toy and daubing it with the last remnants of his spurting daddy sperm. We were both fully sated and nearly exhausted. We didn’t even have it in us that night to bathe again, we were too lost in our post-orgasmic coma to leave the bedroom, or to put on pajams. We did, however, manage the strength to lick the rest of the sticky semen off each other’s bodies. Afterwards, we had another long, tasty kiss. Then we fell asleep naked in each others arms, legs tangled and penises squashed together, two of daddy’s fingers in my snug little cumhole, my head on his chest, his nostrils inhaling the scent of my hair.”

All during Hailey’s story, the girls were restlessly horny, sighing in lust at certain points and sneakily stimulating themselves when they thought Shante wasn’t looking. Even Shante herself had to bite her lip and clench her thighs to keep her hands from sneaking between her legs to satiate her dripping cunt. The air grew thick with anticipation and the scent of each girl’s arousal as the story reached its climax.

As soon as the story finished, Kira tossed her little sister in the middle of the floor, both giggling gaily as the taller, darker girl straddled the little one. Kira ravaged her sister’s flat chest, sucking and nipping at Charity’s sweet, Hershey kiss nipples. The little girl’s back arched in serpentine waves, stimulating her clit against her sister’s.

Haiely sighed as she watched the sister lovers and reached down to her crotch. “No. Not yet, you little slut,’ Shante said to her subby best friend. She took up her ottoman and set it up in the corner of the room where Charity had pissed. “Sit,” she ordered.

Hailey obeyed excitedly. “Yes, Miss Keebler.”

“Danielle and I are gonna fuck,’ Shante said as she slid Charity’s white panties up Haileys legs, still wet from her ‘accident’. The trans girl lifted herself up off the ottoman and let her friend dress her in the soggy panties and sat back down. Shante then took her own panties and tied the girl’s hands behind her back with them.

Danielle had moved to the bed to await Shante. The two sisters were kissing and sighing in the middle of the carpet. Their fingers fondled their drenched, thirsty pussies – their own and each other’s – as they made sweet sisterly love to one another.

Shante left her pet in the corner, panty cuffed and tenting the pissy panties, watching in wanton jealousy. Danielle’s pale naked body contrasted beautifully with Shante’s chocolaty skin as she welcomed her tender kiss. Danielle peeled the straps of Shante’s nightie off her shoulders and folded her cups down to let her large breasts sprawl out suspended over her own. Shante smashed her D’s into her friend’s C’s, both girls giggling as she made a show of rubbing their breasts together. Then Shante’s hand slid down between the gorgeous white girl’s thighs and the silly giggles descended to passionate moans quickly.