Daddy’s Visit (story)

February 18

Daddy’s Visit
(Part 1)
Even in her sleep, she could feel daddy’s presence getting closer to her; she had left the door unlocked before going to bed. She girlishly wondered, “What will daddy do when he enters?” Will he see the flogger his good girl placed on the door handle? Will he notice her stockinged feet ***king out from under the covers? Will he draw back the sheet, ever so gently, to uncover his sweet girl as she lay facing away from him; revealing the see-through, baby doll nightie he picked out for her the night before? Will he crane his head ever so slightly noticing that his baby girl is wearing no panties? He smirks and thinks to himself, “My princess follows instructions very well”. At the realization of her obedience, his cock throbs. Daddy’s primal side was starting to stir. By instinct, he began stroking his cock at the sight of her. “Such a good girl, but so naughty,” he thought; “I’ll make sure by the end she gets a good lesson.” But for now he’ll treat her like his little princess.

Daddy glides under the covers, pressing his hard cock against her soft ass; just how he knows she likes it. Like her body was on auto pilot, her hips sway back, closing the gap between her and his cock. He growl-whispers in her ear, “Good morning sexy girl, time to wake up for Daddy.” She purrs and smiles at the sound of Daddy in her ear. He drags his fingers across her leg, admiring the thigh high stockings he bought her. Then he moves up, tracing her ass as his hands make way to the dip in her hip that Daddy loves to hold onto. Until finally, he reaches her perfect tits, perched up, begging for Daddy to fondle them. Of course, like a good Daddy, he obliges; circling her peaked nipples before giving them a little twist. He feels his baby girl press even further against him, as she lets out the caught breath in her throat. He knows how sensitive her nipples are; how he has the power to make her cum, just from fondling them. But he’s going to make her wait; so he arches her face towards him and kisses her, passionately maneuvering his tongue deeper into her. He thinks about her perfect little mouth wrapped around his cock, but he pushes away the thought; he’s gotta play with his favorite toy first.

(Part 2)
He flips her over and spreads her legs around his waist, but before he owns her he needs to take all of his baby girl in. The thought of devouring her flashes in his eyes, she catches it. She sweetly whispers , “How does Daddy want his baby girl?” He takes out one of her breasts, which are barely being held by her nightie at this point; he brings his face down to suck on her nipple, flicking it with his tongue. She lets out the sweetest whimper as his mouth takes more of her breast in. He takes his hand and releases her other breast, who also wants Daddy’s attention. He squeezes and fondles that breast, all the while keeping the suction on the other one. Her body arches and quivers, he knows his little princess is about to cum. And she does, hard. He feels her wetness on his cock as he glides the head of his dick up and down her clit. She wraps her silky, black stockinged legs around him tighter, pulling him in. Her body begging for Daddy’s cock to be inside her. He smirks and shakes his head, thinking, “Whatever am I going to do with this naughty little girl.”

After making her cum a few more times, just when he sees her curl up in exasperated ecstasy, her juices pooling around his fingers, his primal side takes over, and he thrusts into her. “Fuck! She’s so tight and wet;” he thinks, “I could explode in her right now!” Instead, he lets out a low growl and tells himself, “Oh no, Daddy’s going to enjoy this.” He feels her hands grab onto his arms, then move to his chest and up to his neck, trailing her nails the entire way. She wraps her arms around the back of his neck, and runs her fingers through his hair as she pulls him in closer. “Damn, my baby girl feels amazing!” he thought. Then he asks her, “How does Daddy’s dick feel?” “Amazing Daddy,” she breathily says, her words sounding as sweet as honey and lingering as thickly in the air as such. “Amazing, huh?” he ask. “Yes Daddy,” she sweetly replies, matching her hips’ movements to Daddy’s thrusts. He can’t wait, he’s got to mark his little princess; reminding her that he’s claimed her pussy as his own. “This DOES belong to me!” he thought, as he filled her up, feeling her walls pulsate with every thick rope of cum that shot out of him. When he was through, like a good little girl, she shimmied her face down to lick Daddy’s cock clean. He stroked her hair, so proud of his baby girl and how she takes care of Daddy. She moaned with so much joy, having him in her mouth. “I love having Daddy’s cock down my throat, it’s my favorite thing,” his little princess thought, as she buries her face in his crotch until his entire shaft disappears beyond her lips. She lets out a contented sigh as she curls her body around him. “I can stay like this with Daddy’s cock in my mouth forever,” she dreamily thought.

(Part 3)
As daddy‘s cock starts to stiffen again from the warm, wet strokes of his good girl’s pretty mouth, it’s decided that it’s time for spanks. She loves Daddy’s assertive decisiveness; she craves it. Like the best good girl, she repositioned herself on the bed to offer her bottom, all the while continuing to cock warm Daddy deep in her mouth. The spanking begins. He sees his baby girl is thrilled to have Daddy bend her over. He rubs both cheeks and thinks to himself, “I could just bite her cute little ass right now,… but I need to make it sore first.” And with that, he landed the first sting of the slap. Her body jumps, but her mouth never lets go of his cock. He smirks and smacks her ass again; the sound of it cracks and echoes through the almost silent room. A muffled shriek escapes her, but surprisingly, her mouth still hasn’t let go of his cock. “Challenge accepted,” his primal side declared in his head. So he gives her another spank, and another, mercilessly delivering his stern hand across her now reddened behind. With every strike, she takes her Daddy’s cock deeper down her throat; she could feel her throat tightening around the shaft of his cock with every blow. “Daddy’s cock is my own personal ball gag,” she thought, as her desire to taste his cum grew with every involuntary squeeze of her throat. “I hope Daddy’s enjoying the sensation,” she mused, “He’s so far down my throat, I couldn’t scream if I tried.” Then Daddy felt her whole body relax as she dreamily thought, “Mmmm, this is perfect.” And she began drifting into subspace, every impact he gave pushing her further in. She loved being Daddy’s good girl. She floated for what seemed like eternity; until he lifted her up off his lap, bringing her back to the present moment. He stood, she felt his primal energy towering over her. “Do you want Daddy to cum in your mouth or another creampie?” Though posed as a question, she knew his primal side would devour her either way.

She looked up at Daddy, literally torn by the decision. But Daddy’s cock was so close to her mouth. She just had to have him in her mouth a little longer; she craved it. She scoots closer to the edge of the bed where Daddy is standing; biting her lip as to keep it from wrapping around his thick shaft, but she can’t resist. “Just a few more licks,” she thought, as her tongue lapped her Daddy’s cock into her mouth. She moaned at how delicious his pre-cum tasted. She could feel him trying to not give in, she knows he wants her to give him a direct answer. She scoots closer, pressing her nose against his stomach as she takes him deeper. She finds his hand and places it on top of her head. She likes it when Daddy’s primal side uses his good girl’s mouth how he wants. He clenches her hair and moves her head up and down like he’s working a marionette. She loves this side too; caring and cunning, reassuring but ravenous, he’s perfect for her. But she has to snap out of it, because she needs him to claim his pussy again before he goes. So she stiffens her neck and lifts her head up, “Creampie please Daddy,” as she moves further away on the bed on all fours, to get into their shared favorite position.

(Part 4)
Daddy gets on the bed to straddle her. Like a good little prey she positions her body so Daddy can take what’s his. As he fucked her harder and harder, each thrust pushing her upper body lower into the mattress as she grips her hips. She feels his beard against her shoulder and neck, him knowing his baby girl’s prey side loves the sensation. She hears another growl escape his lips and feels his teeth on her skin. And all she could think was how badly she wanted to marked and owned by him. “I want Daddy’s cum in me all the time,” she devilishly thought to herself. After Daddy explodes for the final time, giving his baby girl the third creampie of the morning, she dutifully waits for him to dismount her. He collapses onto his back, and she makes her way down to his cock, so she can taste all the hard work Daddy has done. He looks down at her, voice full of praise, and says, “You’re the best little sub Daddy could ask for.” She beams with happiness and says, “I always want to make Daddy happy,” as she waits for her forehead kisses. “You always do baby girl,” he replies as he brings her in closer. Just another reminder that she’s Daddy’s little princess.
As she walked him out, she felt the lovely creampie they made slowly trickle from her swollen lips, to her inner thigh. “Mmm, Daddy always knows how to take care of his good girl,” she thought. Her cheeks were on fire, pulsating from all the yummy spanks Daddy gave. She caressed her left cheek to soothe the sting, but it only reminded her of how Daddy gripped and manhandled her cheeks earlier. Her pussy quaked at the thought, and another trickle escapes her pussy’s grip. She walks to the bathroom to start her shower, a little sad because she doesn’t want to wash the scent of Daddy away. But she hears his voice in her head, “My baby girl needs to get ready for work.” She sighs and she lets out a hushed “Yes Daddy,” feeling the need to respond, if only to his presence that still lingered. As she steps in the shower, she’s brought back to the present. She feels the hot water, seemingly finding every sore spot that Daddy made, from the bite on her neck and shoulder, to her sore bottom emblazoned from Daddy’s firm hands. She stands and enjoys the sensation of pleasure and *** as the steamy water cascades the soap off her body, the body that Daddy owns. She steps out and dries off; admiring in the mirror the marks that Daddy’s primal side left behind. She pulls out an outfit, one in daddy’s favorite color. And the feel of the buttery fabric gliding across her peaked nipples, as her mind flashes back to moments before. She lets out a contented sigh, “So glad Daddy came.”