Alex moans and rocks on him. "He said the same thing," she gasps. "Pinned me down and put his fingers in me. Didn't even move them Daddy, just shoved three fingers inside and stuffed me so good." She smirks. "He licked them clean after. He looked disappointed- I think he wanted to taste you again."
"And after all that, you still want to fuck me again," Chris asks.
"I'll always want to fuck you, Daddy."
Chris picks her up and she wraps her legs around his waist. He carries her to her room. Most of the time, they fuck in his bed since there's more space, but he wants her to smell them on her sheets after. Maybe even touch herself when he's asleep. Chris puts a pillow down and lays her out, making sure she's comfortable. She grabs his shirt. "Daddy, I want it hard." Chris smiles. It's not often he gets to really pound his daughter through the mattress. So Chris obliges her- yanks her panties down her legs and leaves her skirt on, pulling her close and making her grind her pussy against his jeans.
"Poor little Alex," he mocks. "Too horny to be satisfied by two big cocks. Maybe I should just tie you up so I can have you any way I want. Leave you red and wanting while I fuck you, not letting you come."
"Daddy, no," Alex pouts. He smacks her thigh enough to hurt, making her squirm in both pain and (he hopes) delight.
"Of course I won't, Alex. Daddy will always take care of you." He pulls off the rest of her clothes, trying not to rip them; he likes this outfit. She's naked and shivering on the bed, just ready and waiting for him. He pins her down by her hips. "Where do you want Daddy's cock first? Do you want me to shove it in your cunt or down your throat?"
Alex moans and squirms. "Both, Daddy, both."
"You gotta pick which one first," he laughs. "Personally, I want to fuck you in your cunt first that way you can slurp up all your juices," he pants, getting impossibly harder. Shit, he could probably hammer nails.
"Yes, Daddy, that." Chris sits back on his heels, pulling his shirt off over his head. He stands, kicking off his shoes and shoving off his pants. Alex reaches for him, but he flips her onto her front. She immediately starts humping her bed, anything to relieve the emptiness she must feel.
Chris shoves three fingers into her just like Alejo did to remedy that. She moans, but he's slightly disappointed to learn Alex was right- she ate every drop. Chris tilts Alex's hips back and up and slams home, and she cries out. She grinds back on him though, and he knows she's ok. He holds onto her hips and pulls back until only his head is inside and then thrusts in, grinding against her. She pants.
"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy," she chants.
"You're never this needy," he says, lowering himself over her. He holds himself still and she whines, hips twitching against him. "Alejo really got you worked up, huh? Are you lying to me? Did he not make you come?"
"No, he did Daddy," she says, still rocking against him. "But I just feel so empty."
"I'm inside you."
"Yes, and I need to be fucked hard." He pulls out. "Daddy, Daddy, no," she cries. He just flips her onto her back and sinks in again. She sighs in relief.
From this angle, it's better for her. And for him. He loves to see his daughter's face as he fucks her, how her mouth drops open and that wanton expression crosses it. He gets his knees under him, pulling her hips up with him and fucking her in earnest. She cries out. She's so soft and wet inside, and he's reminded of when he goes twice in one night. The second time, she's so open and ready for him, and he's already fucked a hole for himself and he glides in easy as could be. Alex wraps her legs around his hips and he slams in, grinding once he's seated and rubbing her clit with his thumb. She comes around him and he shudders, feeling her flutter. He pulls out regretfully, ignoring her whine. He stands and goes to her closet, taking out her favorite toy. He eases it inside and she settles, sighing.
"Come here, baby," he says, and Alex clenches her thighs together and sits up. She moans softly, distracted and rocking back on the toy. He offers his cock and she takes it in her hand, curling her tongue. She carefully bathes him, licking him clean. He threads a hand through her hair and she sighs. She runs the flat of her tongue up his cock and takes the head in her mouth. He groans and his hips twitch. She pulls off, leaving a strand connecting his cock to her lips.
"Fuck my face, Daddy."
He groans through his teeth and gathers her hair in his fist, slowly pushing forward. She swallows him down easily, and then he's in her throat. He sighs and she puts her hands on his hip, coaxing him to move. He pulls back and she pulls off. "Not exactly fucking my face."
Chris growls and slams his cock in. She moans, muffled, around him. She drops one hand and plays with herself. He reaches down and pulls the dildo out, slamming it back in. She sobs. He alternates shoving his cock down her throat and slamming the dildo into her pussy, and she gushes when she comes. At the sight, he slams in one more time and comes. He pants and slowly pulls away. "You squirted," he says, awed. Alex whimpers. He gently pulls the dildo out and admires the wet spot under her. "Come here," he says, picking her up. He puts her in his bed and cleans up her bed, changing the sheets. When he goes back to get her, she's asleep, exhausted. He curls around her, nosing into her hair, and goes to sleep himself.
