Daddy and His Girl

I roll the lollipop in on my lips, watching as you enter the room.  I walk to the vanity and sit down, my back toward you.  My eyes follow you in the mirror, watching as you take off the coat and toss it on the bed.  I smile as you unbutton your shirt and pull it off.  You pick up a brush and come up behind me.  Our eyes meet in the reflections and I smile, biting my lip slightly.

"So are you daddy's girl," you ask softly.  I know this is the question, asking my permission to continue in the role playing game.  I slide the red tootsie pop out of my mouth slowly, the curves of the candy staining my lips a vibrant red.  It lets out a soft pop as I release it.

"Hi,daddy.  How was your day?" I ask, smiling as you start to brush my hair.  I close my eyes, relaxing in the simple act.  I slide the sucker half in my mouth, holding it in my lips gently.  I know you are watching as I roll it around and use my tongue on it.

"You know, daddy doesn't want you to ruin your dinner," you say, pulling the sucker from my mouth slowly.  I pout, pushing my lips out and squeezing some tears to the surface.

"Aww, baby, you only know I want what is best for you," you said, running your fingers through my hair.  You separate it and turn my head to the side as you start braiding it in a little pigtail.  I reach into the vanity draw and pull out 2 baby blue ribbons.

"But daddy, everyone eats candy," I say, whining and pushing my chest out  You glance down at my chest, down the front of my baby blue tank top.  The curves of my breasts swell and heave with my anger.  You give my braid a tug and smile.

"I have something else for you, baby, something better for you,"  you say, watching me in the mirror.  I close my eyes and moan.

"Daddy, don't hurt me," I beg.

"I could never hurt my little girl," you say, quickly braiding the second braid.  I raise my hands and swiftly tie the ribbons around the ends of the braids.  Your finger graze against, feeling them slide under yours.  As I finish the bows, my hands fall to my lap as I sit there, quiet.

"Good girl, children are to be seen, not heard," you say, pulling my braids back to kiss me gently on my mouth.

"I love daddy's kisses," I say, smiling up at him.  You smile and sit down on the edge of the bed.

"Has my little girl been good today," you say.   I spin around, my legs open and rocking.  My eyes light up as I tell you where I went and who was there.  My fingers twirl the hem of my short plaid skirt with excitement as I continue.  A breathe catches in your throat as you see a peek of my plain white underwear, the white V of cloth beckoning to you.

"I tried to be good daddy, but sometimes it's so hard," I say, pouting.

"Well, if you were bad, daddy needs to punish you, right?  But only because daddy loves you," you say, watching as I squeeze a tear out.

"Come on over.  You need a good spanking.  It will teach right from wrong," you say, patting your lap.  I get up and move over to you, my hands behind my back, protecting my ass from the punishment to come.

"You know what to do, baby girl," you say, looking at me.  I nod and kneel over your knees.  I can feel your hardness under the pinstripe suit pants, straining to get out.  My breasts pressed against your thigh.  I feel your hand rub my ass, flipping the skirt up, exposing my underwear.

"Mmm, so innocent," you mumble to yourself.

I hear you raise your hand.  My body tenses up, anticipating the impact.  The sting was quick and sharp.  I close my eyes, swallowing the pain.  I know this is only the first smack.  I knew more was to come.  Sure enough, another smack came down, on the other cheek.  I could feel my pussy getting wet as the smacks continued, my flesh red and hot.  I brace myself on your knees and the floor as the final smacks get harder and quicker.

I am moaning by the end, my thighs quivering.  I feel you rubbing my ass.  I am sure you can feel the heat on your hands.  I look over my shoulder at you.

"Now, since that was your punishment, you have to do something for daddy to make him feel better, baby girl," you say, helping me off your knees.  I sit on the floor, my knees under me.

"What can I do to make daddy feel better," I ask, batting my eyes at you.  You groan softly, trying to not rush things and to stay in character.

"Well, daddy's pants feel a bit too tight.  Maybe you could make more room in daddy's pants for him, " you say, your voice shaking slightly.  I reach up and start to pull down the zipper to your pants slowly, my fingers lingering on certain parts.

"Like this," I say, my voice high and light, as I undo the button.  You close your eyes, nodding.

"Yes, baby just like that," you say.  I slide my hands down your thighs, raking my nails slightly in them.

"That looks so painful daddy.  Maybe I should kiss it to make it feel better, "I say, smiling as your dick jumps and twitches.  I lean up and take you slowly in my mouth, wrapping my lips around it much like I did the lollipop.  You grab my pigtails and tangle your fingers in the, giving them a slight tug down.  Your dick goes further in my mouth.

"Oh, baby, daddy really likes this," you said, sighing.  My hands rest on your thighs, massaging in the same rhythm of my mouth.  You can feel your body tensing up but you don't want this to end.

"Baby, you need to stop.  Daddy doesn't want to make you messy.  So why don't you come sit on my lap instead," you say, lifting my face from your groin.  I pout, wanting more.  You help me to stand up in front of you.  I shiver as your hands run up my thighs, slipping your fingers in the edges of my underwear, pulling the elastic from my body.  You follow the curve of my hips, down to my pussy.

"Is my baby wet," you say, slipping your fingers in my underwear.  You run them over the wetness, playing with my pussy lips.  I feel my knees getting weak, can feel my eyes closing.  You slide a finger up, nudging at my clit.  I moan softly, buckling a little. You can feel your dick throbbing but you love how you effect me so much.

As your finger of one hand is rubbing my clit, the other fingers start sliding in, slowly.

"Daddy doesn't want to hurt you baby," you say, sliding one deep inside me.  I moan, pushing down slightly, trying to take in more.

"Does my little girl want more, " you ask, pushing in another finger.  I moan, my eyes rolling back slightly.  You keep thumbing my clit and sliding the fingers in and out smoothly.

"Oh, daddy, I don't want to make a mess now ," I say, my hands holding onto  your shoulders.

"Well, then, maybe you should sit down, " you said, pulling your wet fingers out from my pussy.  I moan, feeling the emptiness.  You pull my underwear down my knees slowly, your fingers feathering across my skin.  I look at you as I step daintily out of them, kicking thm behind me with a giggle.

I slide down, pushing you back gently, my thighs on either side of your body.  I reach between us and move your dick softly against me, tickling my body.

"Oh, don't tease your daddy, " you said, pushing your hips up.  I laugh and lower myself onto you, slowly, agonizingly slow.  You moan, twitching.  I look at you as I drop, your dick all the way in, our hips connecting.  You reach up, holding my breasts in your hands, thumbing across my hard nipples.

I start rocking, slowly at first.  I can feel the pressure building up.  I lean my head back, my breathing quickening.  I bite my lip, trying to keep my voice from getting too loud.

"Oh daddy. oh daddy, " I start moaning, whimpering.  You are rocking with me, pushing deep into me.  You feel your body tensing as you watch my pigtails bounce.

"Yeah, baby, come for daddy. Be a good girl.  Come for daddy," you say, biting your lip.  I moan loudly, loving the words you say.  I feel my toes curling and my thighs clenching. I start feeling the coiling, being wound up tight like a rubber band.

"Daddy, please. daddy," I moan, my nails biting into your chest as my pussy starts convulsing.  You moan, your breathing stopping as you feel yourself exploding. Seconds later, my moans follow suit, erupting from deep within my stomach.

"Daddy," I let out, mixed with my moans and heavy breathing.  I tighten up, feeling liquid squirt out of me.  My body starts relaxing, still twitching with after shocks.  You wrap your arms around my shoulders, playing connect the dots with my freckles.

"Always be daddy's girl, huh, " you whisper.

"Always," I whisper as sleep starts to overtake me.