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Funtime With Daddy

Funtime With Daddy

by boredcollegegal
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Yay my first upload!! Just a retelling of one of my many adventures with my daddy. Sadly I don't remember every exact detail so it's not exact, just wanted to share our world a bit :)

~Disclaimer~ I am 19 and my boyfriend/daddy is 32, we're both consenting adults ❀️

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"No."

"How about this one?"

"NooOoOh." I said in a singsong tone.

"Baby you can't keep saying no, you have to wear something."

I was currently laid out lazily on my bed in my pjs, deciding which outfit to wear for the day.

"Daddy I don't want to wear that one" I whined, sitting up near him on the edge of the bed.

He huffed softly to himself and hung one of my many different variations of dresses back in my closet.

"Fine I'll pick for you," He started, looking through the other clothes hanging in my closet. "How about your light blue overalls?"

I groaned and bounced where I sat. "No daddy." I said louder.

He turned upon me raising my voice, responding again, this time a slight edge to his voice. "Baby you have to pick something, you can't stay in your pajamas all day."

I crossed my arms and slightly turned away from him. "Stop being mean to me."

"I'm not being mean to you princess, I just want you to find something to wear so you can go downstairs and eat your breakfast and get ready for the day."

This was one of the things I loved about my Daddy. He was very patient when I got upset and knew exactly how to handle me being upset, even when I was being irrational.

"Yes, you ARE being mean." I frowned.

He quickly raised his eyebrows and gestured toward the list of rules on my wall.

"What's rule number one?" He asked sternly.

"Be respectful and kind." I said flatly as I looked down, my arms still crossed.

"And is being upset when I'm trying to help you pick an outfit being kind?" he questioned, obviously already knowing the answer.

"No." I murmured.

"Look at me princess."

I picked my head up to look at him, uncrossing my arms. "No daddy. It's not being kind."

"I'm not being mean to you." He said again, taking a step forward to plant a kiss on my head. "You usually love picking out your own clothes. Are you feeling okay?"

He held the side of my face and rubbed my cheek with his thumb.

"I'm okay daddy. I'm sorry." I looked up at him and gave him my best puppy dog eyes.

He smiled and leaned down to kiss me. "It's okay princess. Just get dressed and come downstairs, I don't want your food to get cold."

I nodded and smiled at the attention he gave me, slightly leaning my face into his hand. "Yes daddy."

β€”β€”β€”β€”

After finding clothes to wear for the day and eating my breakfast, I began to hunt for my coloring books.

"Where are you going?" Daddy asked, seated right beside me.

"To find my coloring books." I smiled.

"There's some in my office, but no leaving the table until you finish your water."

"UGGGH BUT DADDYYYY-" I groaned, wrapping my arms around him, hoping the puppy dog eyes would work.

"No buts baby girl." He wrapped his arm around my side and I smiled at the contact. "You haven't been drinking enough water and haven't finished the cup I gave you with your breakfast."

Realizing I couldn't get out of it, I quickly reached for my favorite purple cup and drank the rest of my water, swiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

"There." I said, setting the cup down and moving to kiss his cheek. "Can I color now?"

He chuckled in response. "Of course, go ahead."

I skipped off to his office to search for my coloring books, finding them evenly stacked on his desk next to my crayons. Sometimes I color and do arts and crafts in his office while I wait for him to finish working, as long as I'm quiet and don't interrupt him. I never interrupt him, or at least I try not to anyway.

I shut the door and skipped back to the living room while Daddy put our dishes away from breakfast.

"Did you find them?" He asked, rinsing off my plate.

"Mhm." I responded happily, shifting to lay on my stomach on the couch.

I moved my feet back and forth in the air carelessly, setting my coloring book down in front of me as I pulled out a red crayon and scribbled "For Daddy" at the top.

A few moments later his phone rang, causing me to pause from coloring and shout "DADDY YOUR PHONE IS RINGINGGG!"

"Thank you princess" he responded, obviously hearing it for himself.

Once he finished his call and putting away our dishes, he walked into the living room to check on me.

"What are you coloring?" he asked as he came up beside me, rubbing my back softly.

"NO DON'T LOOK." I exclaimed, covering up the page with my hands. "It's for you."

"You're so cute." He chuckled. "I like your outfit."

The outfit I chose was overalls and a plain blue sweater which was a bit too big for me, but still my favorite.

Closing my coloring book, I moved to sit on my knees in front of him.

"I wore it cuz it's one of your favorites." I smiled, leaning up to wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him.

I kissed him before he could respond, moving to wrap his arms around my waist. Kissing my Daddy is easily one of my favorite things, any attention from him (especially physical) always made me happy. And right now I was getting really happy.

As soon as I deepened the kiss he pulled away, unwrapping my arms from around his neck.

"Princess that was Jason on the phone. I have some work I need to finish within the hour but after that I promise you'll have all my attention."

I slumped back onto my knees sadly.

"But daddy you promised." I whined. "We were supposed to spend the day together."

"We are I promise. I just forgot about a few things but I'll get them done as quick as I can."

I frowned and crossed my arms, still sad and wanting his attention.

"Hey." he said, tilting my head up to look at him. I'll make it up to you."

I thought for a moment.

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"Ice cream for dinner." I stated matter of factly.

He laughed and shook his head.

"No ice cream for dinner but I'll get you some when I finish working."

"Alright." I agreed reluctantly.

He leaned down to quickly kiss me one more time. "I love you babygirl. I'll be done soon as I can, okay?"

"Okay." I nodded. "I'll finish coloring."

Coloring only lasted about fifteen minutes before I decided I wanted to know how much longer he'd be busy and decided to go see him.

"Daddy?" I opened the door to his office, finding him seated at his desk and typing on the computer, looking around the screen to meet my eyes.

"What's up baby girl?" he asked, looking back at the screen.

"Nothing." I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. "I just miss you."

He stopped typing for a moment and smiled softly. "I know princess, but you know I have to finish this."

I sighed dramatically. "I know Daddy. But I'm boreddd."

"You can do your arts and crafts, watch cartoons, clean your roomβ€” actually you do need to clean your room."

I pulled away from him and frowned. "That's even more boring."

He stopped typing completely and turned to look at me. "You need to keep your room clean princess. Your stuffies are everywhere and I told you while we ate breakfast that you'd have to clean it."

"My stuffies like it like that." I shrugged. "They told me."

"I'm sure they'll like it more on the bed where they belong."

"Daddyβ€”" I whined.

"Hey." He said sternly. "No whining and no telling me no."

"But I don't want to clean my room." I raised my voice slightly, folding my arms.

"Now." He said. "And don't try to argue with me. Go or else you'll get in trouble."

I decided not to listen and continued to stand there staring at him with my arms crossed.

He sighed after a moment.

"No ice cream today." He stated.

"What?" I uncrossed my arms. "Daddy that's not fair, you're supposed to make it up to me because you're working!!"

"Whether I was working or not, when I tell you to do something you have to listen, and you're not listening."

I sat there in silence realizing he was right.

"Are you ready to listen?"

I continued to frown and stood there, not responding.

After a short moment he started counting to three, which always let me know he wasn't messing around and I'd be really punished if he finished counting.

"FINE." I exclaimed, throwing my arms in the air. "I'll clean the stupid room."

I could only tell I made him increasingly more upset.

"Do NOT raise your voice at me. You're going to go to your room and clean it, AND you'll stay there for an extra fifteen minutes on timeout. Do you understand?"

I didn't like when anyone was upset or raised their voice at me, especially daddy.

I sighed again and decided to listen.

"Yes daddy." I murmured, not meeting his eyes.

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After cleaning up my room and reorganizing my stuffies to their rightful place on my bed, I finished up my drawing.

I regretted not listening to daddy. As much as I didn't like him upset with me, I didn't like to make him upset either.

As if my thoughts had summoned him he opened my bedroom door, shutting it behind him and walking to sit near me on my bed.

"Hi daddy." I said softly, not meeting his eyes.

"Princess..." he started, the word cheering me up like it always does. "You know I don't like raising my voice at you right?"

"I know daddy." I nodded softly, meeting his gaze. "I just... got upset because you had to work and I missed you. I should have been a big girl."

"I'm sorry I had to work princess. But I'm done now, so you have all my attention."

I smiled and looked down to my coloring book at my now finished drawing, tearing it out carefully along the tear lines.

"I made this for you." I handed him the drawing and smiled wider upon his expression.

"I love it so much." He admired it for a moment longer then thanked me along with a kiss on my forehead.

"Can we put it up on the fridge?!" I asked with excitement.

"Of course we can." He smiled, leaning down to kiss me.

I smiled against his lips and crawled into his lap, straddling him as he deepened the kiss.

I was back to feeling that happy feeling again as we kissed, the really really happy feeling.

Wrapping my arms around his neck I began rocking my hips back and forth, grinding in his lap.

Daddy always felt really good inside me, but I also really liked this too. And based on the hardening between my legs, he really enjoyed it too. I moaned into his mouth as he moved to take off the straps of my overalls, suddenly flipping me onto my back.

Quickly reconnecting our mouths he began pulling my overalls down over stomach and hips, quickly tossing the discarded clothing on the floor.

"Daddy-" I smiled and moaned as he began planting kisses down my neck. "You're going to make my room dirty again."

He pulled away and pulled his shirt off, taking the opportunity to help me pull my sweater off.

"We'll worry about that later."

He wasted no time shucking his pants and boxers off, making my mouth water upon seeing him fully hard.

He usually spent time teasing me before he went down on me, but this time quickly moved to take off my panties and toss them to the side, leaning down to slowly lick the entirety of my pussy all the way up to my clit.

I threw my head back and threaded my hand through his hair, opening my legs wider to give him more access.

"mmm daddy... please-" I whimpered.

"Please what princess?" He teased, bringing his fingers up to make slow small circles on my clit.

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"I want more." I whined, slightly grinding my hips in the direction his fingers moved.

"Mmm." was his only response as he moved to start licking my clit slowly, bringing up his other hand up to push a finger inside of me.

"Oh my God, daddy" I moaned, grinding my hips against his face and desperately attempting to push his finger further inside of me.

I kept my hand on the back of his head and spread my legs even further, moaning at the sight of him feverishly licking my pussy and clearly enjoying himself.

He pulled his hand away and tasted me on his finger, smiling as he did. "You always taste so good babygirl."

Before I could respond he went back to lapping at my clit with his tongue, quickly flicking over it repeatedly and moving his hands to rub up and down my thighs.

Daddy knew praise was one of my favorite things ever, especially whenever we had funtime like this. It all made me feel really good and happy, so much so that I forgot one of my rules.

"Mmm that feels so good, fuck daddyβ€”"

Rule number four, no cursing.

Oops.

He paused and looked up at me, opening his mouth to speak.

"I'm sorry daddy." I frowned at the loss of his mouth on me and tried to quickly explain myself. "It just felt too good."

"You know the rules princess. No cursing."

He paused for a moment. "How about this. Be a good girl for me and you won't get a punishment."

I nodded slowly, curious what he exactly meant by good girl.

My thoughts stopped as soon as they started, daddy sitting up and pulling me closer to him by my ankles.

I couldn't help but smile as I saw how hard he was, anticipating how amazing it would feel to feel him slide into me.

There was nothing slow about his actions as he pushed himself inside of me in one thrust, leaving me to quickly reach for something to hold onto.

"Oh myβ€”" I nearly cursed again but bit my lip, clenching around him and throwing my head back in enjoyment of how full I felt with him fully seated inside me.

"Mm. Good girl." He moved his hands to either side of my head, balancing as he thrusted into me slowly.

I tilted my head up to kiss him, moaning into his mouth as he started to move his hips faster.

"Mmm daddy," was all I could manage to whimper as he continued to pick up the pace, my moans getting louder and louder.

He moaned into my neck and kissed up my jaw to my mouth, his lips hovering over mine.

"Are you gonna be a good girl for me?"

I could barely focus on what he said as he continued pounding into me, so I settled for a quick nod and "Yes daddy"

"Good" He smiled before pulling me into him and wrapping my legs around his waist, flipping onto his back so I was now straddling him.

"Be a good girl and make yourself feel really good."

I knew exactly what he meant. Usually if I was ever on top of daddy during our playtime he would guide my hips and help me, flipping me into my back himself if it felt too good and I felt like I couldn't keep going.

Determined to prove to him that I'm a good girl I did as he said, slowly sliding up and down his length.

I moved my hands to start playing with my boobs, throwing my head back.

"Daddy," I whimpered. "You feel really really good"

He grinned and placed a hand on my hip, the other reaching around to smack my ass.

"Keep going princess."

I picked up the pace and moaned even louder, moving one of my feet flat on my bed leaving my other leg straddled on him so I could have better access to my clit.

I imitated the pressure and slow circles he rubbed onto my clit earlier, a wave of pleasure shooting throughout my body.

"Good girl." Daddy encouraged. "Make yourself feel really good for me."

I bit my lip and bounced a little faster, matching the quickness of my hips with the way I rubbed my clit.

"Daddy I-" I moaned helplessly.

"What princess?" he asked in a mix of a moan and teasing tone.

"Can you help me?" I begged.

"I thought you wanted to be a good girl?"

"I am your good girl daddy I just- it feels too good." I paused for a moment to let out a desperate moan. "I want you to do it."

He shook his head and pushed down onto my hips, making all of him push into me at once.

"You're doing good princess. Keep going."

I nodded and rode him faster, my fingers and hips quickly and desperately working together.

It never took long for me to be pushed over the edge when someone massages my clit, and with daddy inside of me, it was only a mater of minutes.

I moaned, whimpered, begged and groaned as I felt myself getting closer.

"You gonna be a good girl and cum for daddy?" He encouraged with a smile. "Cum for me princess."

A few moments later I felt the familiar heat build up in my tummy, spreading through my whole body.

"Daddyβ€”" was all I could manage to choke out before I came the hardest I had in a long time, my legs shaking and hips grinding into him erratically.

The whole time daddy encouraged me to keep rubbing my clit, throwing his own head back and moaning as I became impossibly tight around him.

"Good girl."

I smiled in a daze, coming down from my high as he moved to rest both of his hands on my hips.

"Keep going princess. I'm not finished with you yet."

It took me a moment but nevertheless, I did as I was told. I moved both of my legs to straddle him, expertly moving my hips to give him an orgasm just as good as my own.

"You're such a good girl, keep going. You feel so good babygirl." I moaned at the praise and moved my hips faster.

"Daddy." I placed both of my hands on his chest and made sure he looked in my eyes as I said it. "Cum inside me."

"Fuck," he moaned under his breath.

I giggled upon hearing him say a bad word. "You feel so good daddy."

He didn't respond and instead tightened his grip on my hips, taking me by surprise as he thrusted up into me, cumming deep inside me after a few moments of quickly pounding into me.

I kissed him passionately as he came down from his own high, tasting myself on his lips.

I carefully climbed off of him afterwards, making sure not to make a mess everywhere.

"See?" Daddy said, leaning over to kiss the top of my head. "I knew you were a good girl."

"I'm your good girl." I smiled. "Now can you help me reclean my room?"

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