My Evening with Daddy

I was on my knees with my hands behind my back waiting patiently for him to get home. That was how I always waited for Daddy after work. He never expected it but I knew he loved it. That's why I did it. I wanted to make Daddy happy. Everyday, he would get home, toss his keys on the table and prowl toward me.

"Hello Kitten. You're such a good girl waiting for me."

"Just for you, Daddy." I said quietly while gazing at his feet.

"That's my girl," Daddy purred. He stroked my hair away from my face then grasped a handful and pulled gently forcing me to look up at him and open my mouth.

I stuck out my tongue and waited while he took himself out of his pants. He gripped his cock, already plumping and hit it against my tongue. "Suck it, girl."

A shiver ran through my body as I leaned in, engulfed his cock into my mouth, and hummed in pleasure. I loved the taste of Daddy's cock.

Running my tongue along the underside of his shaft, I pulled back and then tongued his slit, lapping up his precum.

"Mmmm..." I hummed and held his gaze. He grinned down at me with a glint in his beautiful eyes.

"That's it, babygirl. Take all of Daddy's stress away."

As my head bobbed up and down, he grasped my head and began to pump his hips. I sucked on his cock every time he pulled back from me and let my tongue stroke his shaft. In time, his breaths came quicker and he growled in pleasure as he neared his climax.

I moved my hands to cup his sac and massaged, just the way Daddy liked. Before long, his movements became erratic and his hips stuttered. His balls pulled up tight against his body, precum flowing freely before he groaned and came into my waiting mouth. Jet after jet spurt forth and I swallowed as quickly as possible so as not to lose a single drop.

After I cleaned up Daddy's cock, I helped him out of his clothes so he could take his shower.

"Thank you, my darling. You are such a good girl."

"Thank you, Daddy. I want to be a good girl for you today," I told him.

He chuckled as he smacked my butt cheek. "Just today, huh? There's my brat."

I giggled as I watched him walk to the bedroom then made my way to the kitchen to finish up our dinner. I was making pot roast today. Daddy loved my cooking and I loved cooking for him.

After he finished his shower, Daddy sat at the table. It had been set and also included his favorite beer. After bringing all the serving dishes and making his plate, I took my place on a cushion at his feet. This was our routine. Daddy would eat his dinner and we would talk about our day. Once he was finished, I would sit on his lap and Daddy would feed me only what he felt were the very best morsels.

Our nightly routine was one of my favorite times of the day. The time spent together eating and talking brought us closer together. There was more intimacy involved with Daddy feeding me from his very own hand than if we simply shared the table and ate at the same time.

After we ate, Daddy would send me off to take a nice hot bath while he did the dishes. I had offered in the beginning of our relationship, but he always said that the one that cooked should never have to clean. Even so, I generally cleaned as I went so there wouldn't be too much for him to do.

Daddy came to the bathroom after the dishes were done and then knelt by the tub. It was time for me to be washed up and though I could do it myself, it brought him joy to do it for me. He got to touch me all over and often would bring me to orgasm if I had been good.

Today, I had been a very good girl and as he ran his soapy hands all over my body, his strokes were slow and deliberate. He made his way from my shoulders over my collarbone then down to my breasts. His thumbs stroked over my nipples and they hardened with the attention. Daddy pinched the hardened nubs, eliciting a moan to escape my lips.

Daddy's hands gave my breasts one last squeeze then slid down my torso. Feather light touches skated over my skin and gave me goosebumps in their wake. My eyes closed as I simply enjoyed the feeling of my Daddy's touch. No one could make my body sing like he could.

Another moan left me as his finger slid down my crack to circle my hole. "Gotta make sure my girl is clean everywhere, don't we baby?"

"Yes, Daddy," I whispered, lost in the sensation of arousal that had my heart beating faster. My full breasts heaved as my breath quickened with every stroke of his finger as he massaged my ring of muscle. My breath escaped my lungs in a huff as I feel his finger enter me and I groaned in pleasure at the burning stretch of my body.

His finger pumped in and out of me rhythmically before he abruptly inserted a second digit. The pumping movements continued as Daddy's other hand dipped between my thighs to circle my clit. His masterful fingers danced over my hardening bud. The combination of sensations only drove me closer to orgasm and I was unable to stay quiet as I keened in delight and need. I was so close.

I was ready to explode into a million tiny pieces, but before I could, Daddy removed his fingers from me entirely. As I began to whine in protest, "Daddy, no..." he said,

"Not yet, Babygirl. Daddy wants to taste you as you cum first tonight. Be patient and be good."

I gave him my cutest pout. I looked at him with sad eyes that almost always made him melt.

"Keep it up and no orgasms at all tonight," he said sternly.

"Yes, Daddy. I'm sorry."

He cupped my face and smiled at me, "that's my good girl."

I couldn't hold back the grin that appeared, knowing I've made my Daddy happy. I took a deep breath and stood as he grabbed a towel. He rubbed my skin and dried all the water from my body before he helped me exit the tub and lifted me onto the counter. Grabbing a brush, Daddy got my hair free of tangles then dried it for me. He never let me go to bed with wet hair.

After I brushed my teeth, I followed him to the bedroom. Daddy was taking his clothes off. He was tall and strong and I loved to watch his movements. His arm lifted over his head to reach behind his head and grasp his shirt. As he pulled it off I watched his muscles move and ripple. After shaking out his t-shirt and setting it aside, he grasped the waistband of his shorts and pulled those off as well. I loved it when his hardness jumped forth when freed from its confines.

Daddy turned to look at me after he set his shorts aside. "On the bed, girl."

"Yes, Daddy." I hurried to the bed so he wouldn't have to wait. I was determined to be a good girl. I really wanted those orgasms. I lady down on my back and waited for further instruction.

As he climbed on the bed Daddy said, "you've been a very good girl. You deserve your reward now." He crawled up to me then spread my legs. "Such a pretty pussy, Babygirl."

I beamed a smile. "Thank you, Daddy."

He grasped my leg and kissed my ankle, the top of my foot, then up my shin. As his lips pressed and caressed my skin, his fingers massaged my calf muscles. The sensual onslaught began to cause a warmth to pool in my belly and tingles to spread further down. I shuddered at the feel of his tongue as it glided over the inside of my knee.

As he continued to kiss and lick his way up my thigh, I did my best not to insist he go faster. Daddy made the rules and I would do my best to obey them. I wanted to obey Daddy. I knew that if I was a good girl and didn't try to rush him, my reward would be astounding. Once he reached the speed of my thighs, he continued to kiss up over my hip and up to my belly.

My hands gripped the bedding to hold my protest when he shifted to my other leg and repeated the process all over again. I was panting with need and so wet by the time he reach my mound that when his tongue stretched out to lick my outer lips, I cried out in undisguised pleasure. "Daddy!"

His hands moved under my thighs and pulled my legs wider as he settled between them. He stroked his face over my bare flesh emitting hot bursts of air. I moaned at the feel of heat that radiated from him. Daddy knew how much I loved the feeling of heat on my skin.

He ran his tongue over my lips, then slid between them. The wet heat of his mouth drove me crazy with the need to feel more, but Daddy was a master at drawing out the pleasure. He never just "went in for the kill." He drew one of my lips into his mouth and sucked while his tongue tasted it. When he pulled off me, it was with a wet smacking sound. He repeated his actions again on the other side.

I moaned loudly when his tongue reached beyond my outer lips to snake in toward my entrance. He used his thumbs to open me up and latched on. I cried out at the feel of his hot mouth lapping up my wetness.

"My darling, you are as sweet as honey," he said just before he drove his tongue inside me. My knuckles turned white as I gripped the bedding tighter. Daddy's tongue began to pump in and out of me mimicking the actions his cock would soon take. My hips rocked up to meet him each time he delved into me. He took his time as he fucked me with his mouth. He would not be rushed when it came to my pleasure.

As soon as he felt I was about the explode, he pulled away, leaving me teetering on the edge once again. "Oh Daddy, please!" I cried. "Please let me cum."

"Patience, my love. Patience."

Left panting and desperate, I didn't dare say another word. Daddy took one more swipe of his tongue over my slit before he sat back on his knees. He gave me one of his devilish grins before he flipped me over into my stomach then pushed my knees up and open. I kept my head still buried in the bedding. I hadn't been given permission to raise my head yet.

With my ass in the air, I was completely exposed. Daddy could see everything there was to see of me. I felt his hands run up my thighs and grasp my hips. He pulled me up onto my knees more so my backside was further in the air. The feeling of the cool air conditioning of the room against my intimate flesh made me shudder and pulse. My desperation growing by the minute.

"Ahh, such a pretty view I have." Daddy's hands stroked butt while his thumbs began to make small circles over my skin. With each pass he came closer and closer to my back entrance. The closer he got, the more pressure he exerted until he was massaging the tender muscle.

Because he had already primed me in the bath, I was already beginning to relax and open for him. "Such a pretty little pucker," Daddy whispered before I felt his wet tongue flit over me.

I groaned in delight at the sensation. Electric currents ran through my body as I let myself revel in his administrations. His tongue licked from one entrance to the other then circled my loosening muscle again and again.

"Daddy..." I moaned as I felt him enter me. His mouth latched on and his tongue flit inside me before slowly fucking in and out. "Oh god, Daddy. Yes!"

He continued to fuck, nibble and suck me until I once again thought I would go insane. My hips rocked against his face in time with his actions. Daddy slid two fingers into my cunt and began working me there as well. The combination of his movements had my body shaking and I was leaking down my legs from being so wet for him; so ready.

My panting increased and my voice became l louder as I felt my body creep to the edge of ecstasy once again. This time, Daddy didn't pull away. My body exploded and with a scream, I was sent to oblivion. The pulsing waves coursed through me and my vision whited out. His movements continued as I rode the high, making it last that much longer.

When my orgasm faded I collapsed on the bed; Daddy just stroked my body as I came down and sunk into the blissful afterglow. "You're so beautiful when you come apart for me, sweet girl."

Daddy lay down next to me on the bed and drew me into his arms. I snuggled close and looked up into the eyes of the man I loved so much. He smiled as he leaned in to kiss me passionately. The taste of me on his lips only added fuel to my increasing fire. I wanted to feel Daddy's body pressed against mine. I needed to feel him fill me to the brink.

I rolled to my back and Daddy followed. He positioned his body between my legs as he continued to kiss me; his tongue tangling with mine. We both moaned at the feel of hot skin against hot skin. The coarse hair on Daddy's body a stark contrast to my bare, clean shaven one.

Our hands caressed and explored as our tongues danced together. He raised his hips and slotted his rock hard cock at the entrance of my pussy. He remained poised at the precipice of entry but went no further. His self-control was endless. Daddy's mouth left mine as he licked a trail down my neck and to my breast. His hand cupped firmly as he sucked powerfully on my nipple while gently twisting the other. The pull of suction, the pain of my twisted nipple, and his cock poised for entry pushed me further and further to the edge yet again.

Then without warning, Daddy drove his cock into my soaking wet heat. We cries out in unison at the feeling of ecstasy. Daddy pressed his forehead against mine, his eyes squeezed shut in effort to maintain control. I watched in awe as he gained complete dominion over his body. This was just another indication of his strength and power and I love it.

He opened his eyes and held my gaze as his hips began to move. Each thrust brought him further and further into my body. Soon, he was fully seated within me. We groaned in unison, delighting in the feeling of our bodies completely joined as one.

Daddy slowly moved his hips, pulling nearly out of me entirely, before sliding home once again. He kept the pace of his body slow. Soon, we were both panting. I couldn't quiet my gasps and moans with each movement he made.

Suddenly, he pulled almost entirely out of me and stopped. His eyes were still locked with mine. I saw the change in his look immediately and knew what was coming before he even moved. Daddy thrust his hips with such force into me that the smack of skin against skin echoed in the room. I cried out. Daddy laughed. Before I could catch my breath, he did it again. And then again.

His pace increased with every thrust, the force shaking the entire bed. All I could do was reach one arm up and grasp the bed's headboard and wrap my legs around him while he drove into me again and again. His pelvis slammed into my clit repeatedly and before I knew it I was about to cum for a second time tonight.

"Cum for Daddy, Babygirl. Show me what a good cock slut you are."

"Yes, Daddy! Yes!" I cried as he continued his punishing pace. Then without warning my orgasm took control and my body convulsed. My internal walls fluttered and pulsed around Daddy's huge cock and squeezing him so tightly that his own orgasm soon followed. Daddy roared with pleasure as he spurt over and over into my fevered body.

When his movements slowed to an eventual stop, we remained connected within each other's arms. Still struggling to catch our breath, sweat coating our skin, we gazed at each other lovingly. These were moments I lived for; the calm after the storm. We reached the heights of ecstasy together and within each other's arms we found home.

"I love you, my sweet babygirl."

"I love you, Daddy."