**This is NOT an incest story. Its simply a story about a Master and his sub who calls him Daddy.
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"I'm so tired," I whisper against your neck.
It's late and we're finally in bed. The lamp on the nightstand is still on, but we're both too comfortable to move and turn it off. You hold me close against you. You're on your back and I'm cuddled up next to you, my head on your shoulder. You're in nothing but your boxers and I'm in a big t-shirt and panties.
I feel your fingers on my arm that's draped over your chest, your fingertips barely making contact with my skin. It tickles and makes me squirm. You laugh and give me a little squeeze. I feel your lips against my forehead. I look at you and smile. You pull me up so I'm at eye level with you. You turn on your side and we just look at each other. I move my hand to your face, sliding it over your cheek, feeling your scruff. My fingers move to your lips. I watch your lips as you gently kiss, then look back up to see your eyes still on me. I bite my lip and move closer to you.
Your hand slides to my neck and you brush your lips against mine. I wrap my leg around you. You press your lips to mine and I slide my tongue across them. You open your mouth and I can taste your tongue on mine. We press our bodies together until I'm not sure where yours ends and mine begins. You take my bottom lip between yours, sucking and gently biting. When I let out a soft moan, you bite down even harder. You can feel my breathing speed up and you know I'm already wet for you. I start to grind my hips against you and you pull your lips from mine. Our eyes meet for a moment and you can see what I want. It's the same thing you're craving.
You take a handful of my hair and pull my head so your lips are against my ear.
"Who am I?"
I feel my pussy tingling as I whisper back, "Daddy."
"Who's Daddy am I?"
"You're my Daddy."
You grip my hair even harder.
"And who are you?"
"Your baby girl."
You take my ear in your mouth, sucking and biting, making me shudder. You let go of my hair and my lips find yours. I kiss you hungrily until you pull away. You lick and bite down my neck.
"I'm so wet for you Daddy," I groan.
You move your lips back up against mine, barely letting them touch. You grip my thigh that's locked around you.
"And Daddy's rock hard for his little slut,"
I whimper and kiss you hard as my hand slides down between us, finding your cock. You quickly grab my wrist and jerk it back up, moving back from me. I gasp and look down, realizing my mistake.
"Did my little whore forget the rules?"
I keep my eyes away from yours and slowly nod. You squeeze my wrist harder, making me wince.
"Look at me," you demand.
I reluctantly look up and see you smirking. You let go of my wrist and let it drop.
"Take off your shirt and panties and roll onto your stomach."