Daddy, Take Me Ch. 05

"Suck it...Daddy," I whispered.

But, of course, he wouldn't. He'd let me cum when he was ready, and not before! His mouth engulfed my cunt, his lips devouring me. I pushed my hips up, trying to fuck his mouth, as I moved my supple hips around, wiping his face with my pussy, his tongue constantly lashing, or sucking me. I felt a single finger playing with my gaping opening, and he finally slipped it in.

"God...dadd--" I screamed. He shoved another in, curling them upwards, and running them over my little ridges.

I needed daddy's mouth buried in my pussy again, so I pressed my wanton flesh on his mouth, grasped his hair, and lifted my hips. As I lifted, his hands came under me again, cupping my ass in his strong hands, and held me there, taking me.

His mouth slivered up to my clit, gently, subtly licking and sucking it. I grasped his head and came, my back curving off the bed, and my thighs clamped around his head.

I shrieked in a loud, deep, rasping voice, and my thick sweet liquid gushed into his mouth. I could feel my pussy pouring my cream into his mouth, as he sucked my clit. His newly manicured fingers plunged in and out of my wanton cunt, fucking me, as I needed fucking. My mummies stroked my arms, and face, but offered no other relief. Daddy kept licking and swallowing my juices, my hips flicking onto his face with every gasp of my orgasm. I felt that beautiful wave sweep over me, and I couldn't control my pussy anymore. I moaned and shrieked loud, drawn-out noises, and came again on my daddy's face.

Seemingly, after hours of my climax, my body gave in, and fell to the mattress. I was wasted, my body tingling like never before. My daddy had made me cum...at last! Daddy was still slurping around my cunt, swallowing and revelling in his Little One's sap. I had never felt more alive. I had to push his head away, as much as it pained me.

"Daddy...too...much, plea--" I groaned. "Sorry...dadd--" I apologised.

He lifted his soaked head, kissed my pussy gently, and smiled. I pulled him up to me. Slowly he made his way up my small body, kissing, and licking me, and we embraced, assaulting each other.

"I...that was...so...God, Daddy...I...I love you," I moaned, and kissed him again, sucking his lower lip into my mouth.

"I love you, too, Chloe," he smiled, and kissed me.

"No, daddy...I really love you," I sighed, holding him tight against my petite body.

"I know, Chloe," he whispered, encouragingly.

Daddy had my head in his hands, as he tenderly kissed me, his hard cock laying on my stomach.[My daddy was still SO hard, I thought,] as my hips rose up, pushing my belly against his shaft. He laid delicate kisses on my face, his lips touching my closed eyes, and I remember sighing. He buried his head in my hair, his hands under my butt, and delicately squeezed them. His lips were on my neck, kissing, licking and gingerly biting me, then he lifted my head again, licked, and bit my throat. My deep moans told him he was doing everything I needed. His mouth moved around my body, biting my shoulders, then back to my neck 'til he sucked my little ear lobes, his warm breath scorching me. All I could do was hold him tightly, my fingers digging into his shoulders and back.

I cleverly pushed his shoulders down, his body sliding on my moist flesh. There it was, my daddy's cock, laying on my gushy pussy. He smirked at me, knowing exactly what I was doing. I think I blushed, but the contented smile on my face made up for that. I lewdly spread my legs, his stiff member splitting my labia. As I pulled his head to mine, I engulfed his lips. My tiny tongue snaked into his mouth, his able tongue almost duelling with mine.

Daddy's hips moved along my wet slit, too slow, his head poking my clit with every stroke. I knew better than to rush him; he would take me at his pace, not mine. Our lips shifted, and daddy looked at my proud little mounds. I held my breath knowing, hoping he would adore them as much as I did.

"Suck them, daddy," I whispered. "They're...yours," I deliriously moaned.

Daddy chastely kissed me, or as chaste as a father lying naked on his daughter can be, and hovered over my swelling tits. At first, daddy's touch was light, and flirty, then he lingered longer, and cupped and squeezed my small breasts. My nipples smugly stood firm, as my daddy feverishly sucked one, then the other. I shivered as I watched his tongue slip from his mouth, gently lick one nipple, then the other. I ran my fingers through his thick hair, his firm, gentle tongue swiping over my nipples, my soft, low moans spurring him on. Too slowly, his tongue flicked over my sensitive nipples, my back curving with every lash. He ran his face over my mounds, smelling, and touching them with his face. His mouth practically inhaled my whole breast, small as they were. I moved my slick pussy along his rabid cock, the thickness only adding to my prurient mind.

"Daddy...please...just...just take me," I moaned, my mothers also groaning with every intimate word. I think they wanted their husband to take me as much as I did!

I tried, again, to push his body down, but he took my hands, spread them out, and held them tight on the mattress. He continued to love my mounds, wholly enraptured with them, which only made me wetter. I could feel him shift down. Daddy was probably tired of riding my slippery slit, and he lifted his hips, just a bit. I held my breath, hoping and waiting for him to take me. He sucked a nipple, and gently bit it, applying just the right amount of pleasure, then I felt his bulbous glans split my labia, and he slowly pushed himself into me. He was too slow, so I lifted my pelvis, but he was ready for that and lifted his hips up, denying me the brutal penetration I desperately needed. His mouth moved to my other nib and adored it, as he had the other.

He lifted his head, and looked at me. I whispered, "Take me, daddy," and he slid into me, my valley wet, and ready. He slithered into me so slowly, his girth stretching me gloriously. My hands were

still pinned to the bed by his, my long, guttural moans filled the room. I felt possessed by this man, my father.

"Ohhh...dadd--that's...uggggh...so....uggggh...my....dadd--just...ohhhhh," I greedily moaned, my pelvis lifting, and taking him. I inhaled deep, and caught my breath. His cock filled me like no other ever had. He slowly slid his manly member deep inside me. As he bottomed out, I smiled. Daddy was finally mine! I was breathing so quickly, my chest rising and falling, as I adjusted to his virile man-cock deep inside me. He kept himself embedded in me, and smiled at me, as his lips met mine. I pushed up, but he wouldn't move. He had me pinned to the bed with his stiff shaft. My daddy had, at long last, impaled me. Whereas I was a ragged mess already, he was so calm and relaxed. His loving smirk was thrilling, teasing me with his prick.

"Relax, Chloe. Take a deep breath, and relax. We're going to make love, and then...we'll...fuck," he grinned, and kissed me, my teeth biting his lips.

Daddy slipped in, and out of me, constantly talking to me, telling me what he desired about me, and what he would do next, teasing me with every word.

"I've always wanted you, Chloe. Always," he sighed, pulled his cock almost out, and then slid back into my depths.

"I...I've waited...so...ohhhh, God....ugggggh, dadd--" I whimpered, my moans matching every thrust and draw-back. 

"You're so beautiful, Little One," he sighed.

"No, daddy. You're the... beautiful one," I murmured, and moved my slick cunt up and down his daddy-cock. "Will --ugggh-- I --ohhhh-- always --ugggh-- be --ohhhh-- your --ugggh-- Little --ohhhh-- One?" I pleaded.

"Always, Chloe," he whispered, as he continued to adoringly shaft me, his pelvis thrusting at just the right tempo.

Our eyes delved into each other as we connected, our bodies touching each other. I was right! I just knew that this would be the experience I had been missing, and so desperately needed to fill me.

He let go of my arms, and my first impulse was to slap him, but I knew even that wouldn't goad him into fucking me. As my body relaxed, he pulled out a few inches, then tenderly slid back in, my breath loudly exhaling on every stroke. With every slow stoke, he'd pull more of himself out, me wishing he'd just fuck me, but he only so slowly slid back in. His control was infuriating, but he knew what he was doing, slowly building me up, then bringing me down, teasing my body as if we had been lovers for years, not hours.

My hands touched his chest, face, and his back as we began to move as one. Daddy kissed my neck, my shoulder, and my lips, as his hands touched my sides, swept over my delicate breasts, and wrapped his fingers around my neck. I was his. He could do anything to me. His slow pace was paying off, my pussy gaping open for him, his manliness easier to take, even if I could feel every part of him touch, and stretch me.

"Are you okay, Chloe?" he calmly asked me.

"Ohhh, daddy. This is...so...God, yes," I moaned.

I could never tire of his gentle, but firm touches. I felt bolder now, daddy's pace a beautifully erotic dance we were moving to. His eyes belied the hunger within him, as his pace rose, his thrusts harder, firmer, and quicker now. His pelvis rubbed my clit with every plunge now. I wrapped my slim legs around his waist, and let daddy ride me. My cunt was almost aching for the first gush of his thick cum.

"That's it...daddy...fuck your, Chloe...c'mon...give it to me...daddy," I smiled and groaned. I could faintly feel my mums hands in my hair, their fingers tenderly touching me, compared to daddy's strong strokes.

"Do --thrust-- you like--thrust-- daddy's --thrust-- cock --thrust -- inside --thrust-- you --Little --thrust--One?" he groaned.

"Ohh, daddy...forever...just...fuc--ohhhh, God...daddy...just...like...tha--" I shrieked, and I came. My pussy clenching daddy's thick prick, and my girly sap spewing from deep within. Daddy lunged time after time, taking me, owning me, loving me, as his cock took me. My hips moved around with daddy's, our bodies shifting as one.

"Fill...fill me...daddy!" I almost begged, as I gushed my cream all over his cock, and groin. I could feel our wetness on each other, daddy's face contorted, but still in control. My mouth was open, but no words came out, just some primal noises that set me off even more. The illicitness of us fucking, at last, made my orgasm grow, and last. I wrapped my arms around him, ground my pelvis into him, and held on, as he fucked me, hard, and so beautifully. His hips continued to punish my pelvis, the rude slapping noises of wet flesh causing me to almost faint. My breath was ragged, waiting for daddy's cream to fill me. I tried to wait, I honestly did, but I couldn't, so used my father's stiff dick to get myself off again. And again... My body went slack, my lungs empty, but daddy kept thrashing me, cocking me like no one ever had.

"Daddy...please...just," I moaned, and had to push him off me. I felt so bad, but he had just ravaged me as I had never been ravaged. "I'm sorry...it's just...too...much."

Daddy slid his still hard cock from my valley; his sudden stiffness loss caused me to whimper at the emptiness. My mums leaned over, and finally hugged, and touched me, their lips tenderly kissing my panting mouth. He leaned down, and gingerly stroked my hair, my eyes still glazed with what he had done to me. I felt his unyielding member slick against my thigh, and my hand grasped the slippery pole.

"Daddy...you...didn't, uh...you know...cum?" I murmured.

"Not yet, Chloe...We have time. This night is about you, darling," he smiled.

"NO, daddy...this night is about us...all of us," I said, somewhat sternly, and stroked his slushy cock.

"Catch your breath, Little One...then I want to show you something else," he smiled evilly.

"Daddy...really, you don't have to..." I began to say, as he pulled me up from my prone position.

He looked at his wives, and I knew something delicious was up. The four of us lay there, basking in the sweaty afterglow. My mummies finally touched me, their hands gently fondling my sensitive nipples, my pussy oozing again. Daddy slowly kissed my jaw, my lower lips, and my neck. I was adored by these three, in ways I had only imagined.

"Here," he said. "Move your legs over mine, and scooch up to me," he whispered, his face glowing.

I caught my breath, but had a quick drink offered by MumE. I handed the glass to daddy, and he took a long gulp before I moved in front of him, and put my legs over his. We were facing each other, our legs entwined, our beating chests firmly against each other.

"This is...different, daddy," I giggled.

"I hope so!" he smirked. "Now, relax, and breathe," he said.

"I would if your cock wasn't in the way!" I chuckled.

"Oh, it won't be in the way for long, darling," he said, assuredly.

He moved closer to me, his still-hard manhood lying on my stomach. His hands came to my face, tenderly tracing the contours of my face.

"Relax, Chloe. Shhh. Don't say anything. We're just going to look at each other, okay?" he asked.

And we did just that. I finally relaxed my breathing, and looked at this beautiful man, my father, my daddy. We caught the eyes of each other, and stared, delving into each other. The whole room seemed to go quiet, as we relaxed into each other. I could just hear my mums breathing, the soft music faint in the background. I looked, really looked at my dad. I shivered, as my mind took off. I could feel his cock leaking his delicious pre-cum on my stomach, the thinnish liquid dripping down onto my pussy. This was different. We always had a close bond, but this connection is what I was missing. It's as if I saw my dad for the first time. My heart swelled. Yes...I was truly in love with this man, different from the love of my mums, but just as strong. After about ten, maybe fifteen minutes, he shifted slightly, and brought his fingers to my face, touching me so seductively. I had never felt so exposed, yet so alive.

His fingers retraced my body, tenderly trailing over my mouth, his fingertips just touching them, sending another wave through me. I closed my eyes, and lost myself in his touch, his scent, and his glowing love. His fingers trailed over my shoulders, then slowly moved down my arms, my thighs, my stomach, and my breasts. His thumb swept over my nipples, still warm and full. I could feel myself leaking on the sheets, my excitement, and desire growing with every gentle touch. I could feel daddy's cock almost bobbing against my stomach, wetting me with every pulse.

"This is for you, daddy," I whispered, as I lifted myself up, moved over him, grasped his manhood, as he held me up by my ribs, and slowly lowered myself onto his magnificent cock, his meaty prick splitting me yet again. I looked down; the glistening flush of my almost bare pussy aroused me. As I took his length, I let out a half-giggling, half-deep-throated moan. We sat there, panting and breathing deep, but not a word was spoken. I was full, full of my daddy.

"Fuck...daddy...this is...God...yes, dadd--" I groaned.

I lifted my hips up, feeling daddy's glorious bulk slide out of me, then sank back down on his prick. As calmly as possible, I brought my hands to my hair, and gracefully unbraided it, my hips slowly moving along his shaft. I mussed up my now-kinked hair, as it fell seductively over my shoulders, looking every inch like an artist's muse. Daddy wrapped his arms around me, my tiny breasts firmly against his chest. We tenderly kissed, our hands in each other's hair, and held each other's face. Daddy's cock was implanted firmly within me, exactly where it belonged. I had never been this close, this intimate with anyone. [And my mums and dad do this all the time? I thought] Daddy was happy for me to slide, and take him, his hardness never faltering. I never imagined I would ever feel this stuffed.

I rubbed my tits across daddy's chest, the friction causing them to ache beautifully, and daddy's cock to lurch. My mums were right; daddy certainly did like small breasts! I felt his strong hands on my back, holding me close as his hips jerked up every so often, causing me to gasp. We continued to kiss, slowly and romantically. His hands swept through my hair, gently bunching it up, pulling my head back, and biting my bared neck. Fuck. This was good!

"Play with my ass, daddy. Please...?" I whispered. Any reticence on my part was long gone, as my pussy continued to slide on his cock.

I played with his nipples, knowing they were connected to his prick the way mine was connected to my pussy. I loved when I pulled them; his cock throbbed inside me. He moved his hands down from my back, and held my petite ass in his hands, pulling me onto him, and pushing me out. In and out, my pussy went, wrapped around his girth.

"Daddy...this...is...uggggh...what...I...need...ooooh," I moaned, fucking and loving my father.

And still, we calmly kissed. This whole this was so seductive, so erotic. This was making love with my father.

I could feel my clit pulsing with every firm lunge. Daddy was knowingly playing with my body...and I loved it. He began to pull my ass with more purpose, my cunt squeezing and massaging his meat. I WOULD make my daddy cum! Our kissing became more heated and erratic as our lust and desire overtook us, both moaning with every swift roll of our hips. My whole body began to tingle, my breath shortening, almost gasping as I flicked my pelvis over his prick. God, I was so close. Daddy was so close! I could feel him throb, his cock seemingly engorged inside me. We looked at each other, and held our gaze, our eyes boring into each other.

"Daddy..." I moaned, so close to a beautiful orgasm. "You're going to...make me cum, daddy," I squeaked.

"I know, baby...so..." he gasped, his hips moving, and thrusting with an urgency, I found hard to describe.

We were rutting each other now, our movements jerky, and frantic, unlike an hour ago when we were wrapped in each other. This was different, more primal, but filled with as much love. I felt him thrust, knowing he would fill me with his musky cum. Just as he gushed, I came. Together. I heard this grunting, earthy primaeval groan from deep within him as the first stream of his virile sperm hit my cervix. He thrust into me, as I flicked my pussy onto him. We kept our eyes locked, eyes wide open, and ablaze, as we came together. I could feel my glorious cum flow from me, as he gushed again...and again, filling my little pussy with his gorgeous cum. His cock just kept driving into me, a seemingly endless rush of cum shooting from his prick. I couldn't take it, and wrapped my arms around him, holding on, and orgasming over his manhood. I was babbling incoherently, tears almost flowing. I was so immersed in this moment.

"All of...it...daddy...please...all...of...it," I moaned, again and again.

He suddenly pushed me back slowly, his cock still spurting his sperm inside his little girl's pussy. My legs were all akimbo, but I moved them quickly. I was on my back, and daddy pounded my cunt. I was in bliss. He was fucking me again, his mouth dripping spittle as he took me, filled me, and fucked me. He was so...so manly. I leaned in, and smelled his scent, my pussy throbbing even more now. I didn't want him to stop.

"That's..it...dadd-just...fuc--just...take...me!" I screeched.

Daddy's balls were empty, but he still fucked me, his prick still hard. His lunges slowed down after quite a while, 'til he stopped, looked at me, chuckled, and his head fell to my chest. We giggled maniacally, our bodies soaked with each other's sweat, and love. His cock was still in me, but empty, even though his half-hearted lunges were empty. We lay there, hugging and messily kissing. My mums finally decided to join us! Their hands were all over us, cooling us down, and wrapped up in what they witnessed. I stealthily moved daddy from my weakened body, his cock sliding out of my gushy cunt. He laid his head on my wet chest and tenderly slapped my stomach.