Daddy Dearest Part Two

"She's gone, and we both know you're not asleep!" Brianna laughed as she kissed him for the first time in what seemed like an eternity, though it had been less than twenty-four hours.

He chuckled as he embraced her.

"What are we gonna do, daddy? It's only been a day and I'm already going crazy," she droned.

"I know, sweetheart. We're gonna have to figure something out. I feel like a fucking schoolboy here. All I do is think about you, want to touch you, to kiss you, Jesus! It's like I'm obsessed. Did you use your pussy and put some kinda spell on me? Did you?!" he laughed as he heaved her warm nubile body against his, kissing her, and rolling her over so that he was on top. Their kisses intensified, and Brianna was gleeful that she was mere minutes away from getting her daily recommended dosage of daddy-dick. She reached down between them to grip the organ in question but was surprised to find it entirely soft.

"Daddy! You have a hot, naked girl in bed under you. Why are you still soft?" she demanded.

"You know why! You tried to kill me yesterday!" he affected a high, whiny tone, "'Oh, please daddy? Just one more time, daddy? I'll suck it, daddy! Oooohhh, it's sooo good, daddy, can we do it once more?' I had to make excuses to your mom last night. That's probably why she's snooping around here! You know she already thinks we're too close."

"We ARE too close, daddy. And I want us to get closer. I want you inside me," she said seductively.

"Then get down there and do what you have to do," he said, rolling over onto his back and relaxing with his hands behind his head.

Brianna slid down under the covers, bringing her face even with his thick, soft cock. She took it in her hands, and it simply flopped in her grip, seemingly uninterested in anything she had to say to it. She took the tip into her mouth and massaged it with her tongue, sucking it heartily, moaning loudly, making a show of it. She sucked it all the way into her mouth, but it was too soft for her to try her new deep-throating skills. Spreading his thighs apart, she licked his balls, sucking them into her mouth one at time, while squeezing and massaging his uncooperative member. After several unsuccessful minutes, she came up, exasperated.

"What the fuck, daddy?!" she said, thoroughly irritated.

Paul pointed at her, saying, "Hey! This is your fault. You should have fallen in love with a nineteen-year-old. He'd be back up by now."

She snuggled next to him and said sadly, "I know. But I love you, old man. So how long?"

"I don't know, baby. This has never happened to me before."

She laughed, "Do they teach that line in 'boy's college'?"

He chuckled, "No, seriously… I've never had that happen to me, ever."

She looked at him skeptically, "What, you've always been able to get it up on demand? It's never been 'shy'? I'm practically a virgin and I know better than that!"

He said, "No, that's happened before. What I'm saying is, I've never had a woman try to fuck the life out of me and succeed. So kudos to you."

As she lay there, relishing the feel of being in bed with him, and their easy give and take even in their new intimacy, she stroked his chest idly. Then after a few minutes, she said, "Daddy?"

"Yes, baby girl?"

She tried to sound young and helpless, saying, "You've always spoiled me, and made sure I had everything I need, right?"

"Of course, baby. I love you," Paul answered.

"Well right now I really need to cum. Isn't there anything you can do for me?" she asked in her best pouty tone.

He answered by sliding down in the bed until his face was near her tummy. He continued laying on his back and said, "Well?"

She squealed, "Thank you, daddy!" as she kneeled over his face, bringing her damp, horny snatch down to his fervently waiting mouth. "Mmmm…." she moaned as she felt his tongue lapping deeply between her russet, swollen lips, gathering her dew from deep inside her. She leaned forward and gripped the headboard as he sucked from the mouth of her pussy, forming a seal as he slurped from her. The strong downward pressure suddenly reminded her that she urgently had to pee.

She tried to pull away, saying, "Daddy wait… I have to pee, I'll be right back…"

But Paul gripped her ass cheeks harder, holding her in place as he devoured her. He sought out her clit and sucked it between his lips, pummeling it with his tongue, her sweet gash dripping her honey down into his waiting mouth. Under the unrelenting pull of his lips and mouth, her need to pee grew until, unbidden…

"Daddy I'm gonna pee!"

… she felt herself release! She tried her darndest to grasp it… how embarrassing for her to pee while he was going down on her… he'd hate her… OH NOOO….

He felt the first few drops and put his mouth right over the stream. He squeezed her soft butt tightly and held her delightful pussy in place against his mouth, determined not to spill a drop of her sweet wet gold. At first, Brianna was surprised that he was still licking her… he had to taste it… she'd warned him… but he wasn't just licking her… he was sucking her harder than ever as if he was trying to draw it out of her. He wanted it! In that instant, Brianna knew her father didn't just love her. He worshipped her, as she did him. If he wanted to drink everything she could offer, then she would give him everything.

Brianna grabbed his head and held his mouth against her pussy, and let go her stream, pouring every hot, tangy drop into her father's eagerly drinking mouth. She could hear him swallowing, gulping her down even while keeping up his cunnilingual assault on her overexcited clit. As her peeing abated, her vagina began to thrum unrelentingly under his efforts, and at last, she surrendered to the rapture of the orgasm she'd been craving all morning. She rode the sensation, rubbing herself crudely against his face, adding more girl-honey as a chaser to his earlier golden brew, drank straight from the source.

After it was over, she laid backwards on him, her head falling to his crotch, and onto a very hard piece of daddy meat, that had apparently woken up to see what all the fuss was about. She felt the hardness against her face and kissed it, saying, "Is this for me? I love it!"

Paul moved back up to the head of the bed and sat against the headboard. He pulled her up to him saying, "I want to look into your eyes while I fuck you. God, I love you so much!"

She kissed him, and while they were kissing, she straddled him, reaching for his now hard, deprived cock, and wasted no time putting the tip between her nether lips and sliding all the way down on it. As she felt the sublime pleasure of this organ that created her, now filling her, she moaned into their kiss like a ravenous thing finally given a lion's share. With the mind-bending orgasm he'd just given her. She was happy to do all the work from here on out. Ever a generous and thoughtful lover, Paul humped up into her, but it was an awkward position.

Brianna stopped and said, "Move down, daddy." She pulled him out of her and moved backwards on the bed. Paul scooted to the middle of the bed, still sitting up and pulled her back onto his lap. She slid him back inside her, and, now away from the headboard, she had room to fully wrap her legs around him, the new position getting him deeper still. She kissed him deeply and moaned aloud again from the deeper penetration. Now Paul was thrusting up deep inside her, looking to deliver a warm, creamy gift to her core. Her hips worked feverishly, pulling him in and out, never letting up on their motion. They broke the kiss and sat there looking into each other's eyes.

"Tell me you love me," said Brianna.

"Baby girl, I'm so in love with you," replied Paul without hesitation. "Say it, baby… say it," he urged.

"Oh, daddy, I love you so much! And I love fucking you so much! Whose dick is this, daddy? Who does is it?" she groaned the last part.

"This is my daughter's dick… nobody gets this dick but my baby girl!" he declared.

"That's right daddy… that's my cock you're fucking me with. All mine! You know whose pussy this is?" she pestered, her hips gathering speed, pounding him forcefully into her, their dirty talk egging them both on.

"No. baby… tell me, say it…"

"Mmmm… this is my daddy's pussy! It's all yours, daddy! Fuck this pussy, daddy! Fuck me, daddy! Don't! ever! Stop! Fucking Meeee!" her hips pounding, her head thrown back, her beloved daddy kissing her neck leaving a hickey mom would certainly ask about.

At last, Paul felt his world go white as he came inside her, shooting surge after surge of his thick cream up into his daughter's eager and welcoming pussy, pulsing on this cock that she loved, Brianna squeezing him with all her might as they came together.

BUMP

They both looked to where the noise came from. Rose had stumbled against the door, a horrified look on her face, shocked at the unimaginable scene she'd walked into.

They were both so deep into their orgasm, cumming so intensely that it was unstoppable. They sat there clutching each other, still unable to move as Rose stared, then staggered from the room, somehow stumbled down the stairs and out of the house. Paul finally recovered and grabbed his boxers from the floor and gave chase, getting out the door just as she shifted into 'Drive' and peeled away, swerving as she struggled to control the car as it swerved under the rapid acceleration.

He walked back into the house, and up to the bedroom. Brianna was still sitting in the middle of the bed, with a sheet wrapped around her, looking abjectly terrified. Paul sat on the bed and opened his arms to her. She quickly came in and let him embrace her. He looked into her eyes and gently stroked her face for a minute. She seemed to be holding her breath.

Finally, he said, "Brianna, honey, we've tossed around some pretty big words lately, like, 'In Love' and 'Forever', and 'Always'. I meant every one of them. Moment of truth… did you?"

She let out her breath, and, with relief painted all over her face, she kissed his lips and face repeatedly, proclaiming, "Yes, daddy! Every word! I love you and I want to be with you always. I know I'm horrible for saying this, but I want you all to myself, yes, big word, For – Ev – Er!"

Paul also looked relieved. He hugged her for a moment, enjoying the warmth of her in his arms. Then he chuckled and said, "Looks like we need to start shopping for mud huts and extradition-free island countries!"

Brianna smiled widely and then started laughing out loud. She added, "Yeah, and I'll be waddling around all big and pregnant because we can't afford birth control and we can't keep our hands off each other!" They kissed deeply and passionately both terrified and excited about what was to come.