“Shhh, Babygirl” (Kink list: Somnophilia, CNC, Daddy/babygirl, Creampie, Aftercare)

August 23

Here I am again.
In bed, and she’s asleep pressed against me.
I can feel her soft, warm skin on mine, my hand resting on her bare thigh. It starts drifting upward on its own, slow and careful, until my fingertips brush the soft edge of her little panties. I hesitate. I know I shouldn’t. But the bulge in my briefs is already growing, throbbing, dying to spring free.
I keep going, tracing the fabric down until I’m palming her perfect ass. It’s so tight it takes everything in me not to squeeze. I don’t want to wake her. I think about stopping, this is my babygirl, but my cock has a pulse of its own, a heavy thud every couple of seconds. That pulse starts drowning out the doubts, the conscience, everything.
I slide just one finger under her panties, right at her crotch. Slick. Smooth. Welcoming. I can’t resist. My cock is harder than it’s ever been. I ease the finger forward, sliding across her slick cunt lips until it finds her little clit.
Her whole body shudders.
I freeze. Breathing stops. Hands turn to stone. A spike of panic hits. Those few seconds feel like forever.
She doesn’t wake.
And that only makes the confidence grow, *** and risk getting swallowed by the thick, insistent pulse in my cock. I move the finger back down and, without even thinking, press in. Suddenly it’s soaked and being squeezed, buried inside my babygirl’s tight pussy. It pulses almost perfectly in time with the one in my cock. Warm. Welcoming. Still so fucking tight as it clenches around me.
My brain is screaming to stop, but my cock is already muffling it, throbbing for more. I take my free hand and squeeze myself hard through the briefs, feeling the wetness already leaking out. Then I reach in and free it from its prison.
I slide my finger out of her little cunt and slowly pull her panties to the side. My body is moving without orders now. I press the head of my cock against her wetness. It twitches the second it makes contact. I just stay there a moment, soaking in how slick and soft her cunt feels against the tip. Hand wrapped around my shaft, I drag my cock from her little hole up to her clit and back again.
Her body quivers.
This time I don’t freeze. I push.
Just the tip at first. It’s so tight it feels like a fight, until her cunt suddenly swallows it. I feel myself leak the second I’m inside. And she moans. Soft. Quiet. Cute.
When I hear it, I can’t stop. I feed her the rest. She tenses, still asleep, like a playful little struggle. I’ve already committed. There’s no going back. My cock is buried in my babygirl’s perfect little pussy.
It’s almost automatic after that. Slow. Deep. Easing out, then sliding right back in. I can feel her wetness soaking my tight balls and the sheets. Out and in again. That soft moan again. Her pussy tightens, then her body relaxes into it. Out and in. Her breathing picks up, still deep in sleep. Out and in.
My balls tighten. The pressure builds like a flood behind a dam.
Her mouth opens slightly and she mumbles, “Daddy…?”
And without warning it breaks.
My cock erupts, pumping rope after thick rope of warm cum straight into her little cunt. I freeze, buried deep, still pulsing.
She mumbles again, “Daddy?”
I run my hand softly through her hair as I ease my wet, throbbing cock out of her and whisper against her ear, “Shhh, babygirl. Daddy’s here. You’re safe. Go back to sleep.”
I feel my cum pouring out of her and onto me as she snuggles in closer and mumbles, “Okay, Daddy… I love you.”
I wrap my arms around her and whisper back, “Daddy loves you too,” as she drifts off again in my arms, filled with me.