Daddy I Will Have You One Day

PART 2

Main characters.

I, Helen, 20

Dan, my 42-year-old Dad

Eric, My 22-year-old boyfriend. Star Quarterback at my college.

In this story, we will meet Helen, and her growing desire to fuck her Dad, Dan.

In the first part, Helen discovered, as an indirect consequence of her stud, Quarterback boyfriend that she really wanted to fuck her Dad.

She watched him fuck their neighbor and this turned on Helen, to a degree unheard of.

At the end of part 1, she finally told her boyfriend if it would be ok, and to her surprise, he agreed.

This is a taboo story, so if you don't like to read these kinds of stories, go to the next one.

Enjoy, and for new readers of my material, I am not an English Native speaking person (I'm Swedish, so excuse my Swenglish)

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"Daddy, I know you've been working like crazy, and it's Friday, so, I want to cook you a fabulous dinner tonight. Tonight will be all about you.

I could hear the smile in his voice over the phone. "Sounds great Sweet girl, I'll be home around 7 or so. I'm looking forward to the dinner."

I spent the afternoon cooking. I made Stroganoff, broccoli with cheese sauce, and a nice cherry pie for dessert. I put on Daddy's favorite music mix of oldies from his college days. I set the table and even put some flowers in a vase. I poured some of the Merlot out into a tumbler and added enough vodka to refill the bottle. I added some mashed sleeping pills and shook the cocktail, then I poured a little into a wine glass and tasted it. I couldn't taste a thing but the wine. So I added a bit more vodka. Still no vodka taste! I added just a little bit more for good measure. I put the bottle on the dining room table with the place settings.

I was all sweaty from my work in the kitchen. This would never do! I jumped in the shower and got myself all cleaned up for Daddy. I used my favorite summery-scented body wash, lathering it all over my body. But of course, I imagined that it was Daddy's strong hands caressing me, soaping up my tummy, lathering my thighs, squeezing my titties, and sliding two fingers into my pussy. In and out, back and forth, playing with my clit. I felt my breath starting to come in little gasps and felt my knees start to weaken. No! I stopped myself. I was really tempted to give myself an orgasm right there in the shower but decided to wait. Soon I would have the real thing, my Daddy's fabulous cock, inside me for real. I could wait for that.

After my shower, I put on my new yellow tank top and knee-length white skirt. I put my hair up in a ponytail with a nice yellow ribbon and painted my fingernails yellow, too. I decided against wearing any makeup. I didn't want it rubbing off on Daddy when we started getting intimate!

Everything was ready. I poured myself a small wine glass of unspiked wine from the tumbler and sat on the living room sofa to wait for Daddy. I was still thinking about his long, thick cock, and how good it would feel in my hands, in my mouth, and in my pussy. I thought about how Daddy would instantly realize, as soon as his cock was inside me, that we were meant for each other; that his cock and my pussy were a pair ordained by the heavens. That the pleasure would blow away anything he'd ever felt before. And how we would be lovers forever after. The sexy, loving thoughts, as well as the wine, were giving me a nice warm buzz.

When I heard his key in the lock, I put my wine glass aside and ran to the foyer. As Daddy walked in the door, I threw my arms around his neck and gave him a big sloppy kiss on the cheek. How I wanted to plant that kiss on his mouth, to snake my tongue down his throat, and rip his clothes off him! But I knew I had to chip away at his inhibitions first. I would stick to my plan.

"How was your day, Daddy?"

"Oh, the usual, Sweet girl. I'm just glad to be home. What are you cooking? It smells wonderful, and my God, you look.... incredible!"

I watched him stare at what I was wearing. More to the point, what I wasn't wearing. The yellow tank top struggled to contain my large breasts, braless, a large expanse of side-boob protruded around the almost completely transparent material. My areolas and nipples were completely visible.

I took his briefcase and put it aside. I loosened his tie and took his hand and guided him to the sofa.

"Thank you, Daddy. Let me get you a glass of wine, and I'm glad you like my new top."

"Oh, God, I do, and can't wait."

Can't wait for the wine or the fuck, we're gonna do later on?

I poured some of the spiked wine into a large wine glass. I sniffed it carefully. It smelled normal. I took it back out and gave it to him.

We sat on the sofa for a while, just talking about little things as Daddy unwound from his day at the office.

Daddy had noticed that my skirt had ridden app my ass and in the process revealed the bulge of my pussy sitting snugly in the white thong between my upper thighs. I noticed his glances but made no remark or indication of my disapproval, no, on the contrary. When I laughed I arched my back, and threw back my head in laughter, knowing that more of my wet pussy was exposed to Daddy and for him to take a better look at the pussy he was going lick and fuck in only a few hours.

Eventually, we went to the dining room and I served. "More wine, Daddy?" I made sure his glass was never empty.

"This Stroganoff is delicious. I sure love your cooking."

"Thank you Daddy, but make sure to save room for cherry pie!"

"You are a wonder. It will be a lucky man who marries you!"

I just smiled to myself and poured him some more wine. I limited my own wine intake and only drank from the unspiked wine in the tumbler in the kitchen. I didn't want to lose my own head.

"Ready for dessert, Daddy? Cherry pie, your favorite!"

He loosened his belt. "Maybe a little slice. I'm pretty stuffed. And I'm getting tired, too."

I got up and kissed him on the top of the head.

"Coming right up." I went to the kitchen, and I could feel his stare at my round butt cheeks, half exposed to him. I cut him a huge slice of pie, and headed for the dining room, humming and smiling happily to myself. As soon as I got within sight of the table, I stopped short.

There was Daddy, chin on his chest, fast asleep.

I sat the plate in front of him.

"Here you go, Daddy, a nice slice of pie."

No response. I carefully poked his shoulder. Nothing. I shook him, gently. Not a twitch.

Great, time for part two. I maneuvered his body so I could reach my arms under his, clasp my hands together in front of his chest and get him to his feet. But he was very wobbly, and I had to steady him as we sluggishly made our way to the guest bedroom, I knew there was no way I was going to get him up the stairs to his bedroom, so I brought him to our guest room. When I got him there, I let him down slowly, and he collapsed onto the bed on his back.

I looked at his sleeping form. He was snoring gently. I untied his shoes and took them off. I unbuttoned his shirt and wiggled it out from under him. And then I unbuckled his belt and trousers and pulled them down his legs. I folded his clothes neatly and placed them on a chair.

My eyes traveled down his tanned muscled chest and abs following the dark trail of hair leading to his giant bulge. God, how I wanted to tear off his underwear and ride him hard, but I had to secure him first.

I bit my lip and made myself focus and after tying one end of a rope around one of the thick metal bars on the headboard I carefully moved Daddy's big hand and positioned the other end of the rope beneath his wrist. I kept an eye on his face for any signs of waking up; having no clue what I would say if he woke up to see his sweet little girl tying him to a bed.

I gently tied a knot that I'd learned online that prevented him from easily removing his hand while also making sure not to hurt him if he struggled to free himself which I was sure he would. Then I crept to the opposite side of his bed, lifted his heavy arm from his chest to the pillow beneath his head, and repeated the process of tying him to the headboard. I finished the knot and made sure both ends were secure. My heart galloped even faster than it already had been -- which was disconcerting even for someone as young as me, I might just give myself a heart attack by the end of this night - when he grumbled something and moved his head to face me, but I breathed a sigh of relief when his eyes stayed closed in sleep.

Once he was securely tied to the bedposts, I pulled his underwear down to his knees. His cock, even though it was limp as a noodle, was still beautiful. I wanted it.

I went to stand at the end of the bed as excited anticipation flooded my veins but I also felt the fluttering of nervous butterflies in my tummy at what was about to happen. I wondered what his reaction was going to be when he eventually woke up from his deep sleep. Will he be very angry with me? I pushed those thoughts from my mind, afraid if I thought too hard about what I was about to do, I might chicken out.

His soft cock nestled against his thick thigh and his heavy balls rested between his spread legs. I swallowed in desire and awe at the male form; at Daddy's naked body which I was seeing properly for the first time by the light of the full moon shining through the window along with the hall light that crept in the door.

I licked my lips as I slowly and quietly knelt on the end of the bed between Daddy's legs and after waiting for a moment to watch if he awakened to the shifting of the mattress, I crawled up between his thighs until I could go no further. I rested one elbow on my knee for leverage as I leaned forward to get a closer look at Daddy's sex.

I hesitantly reached out and softly touched the shaft of his circumcised cock and I was surprised at how soft it felt.

My heart raced and my skin shivered as I traced my finger along a vein up to the head and watched as it moved making me jerk back in surprise. After checking that Daddy was still asleep, for the first time in my life, I wrapped my fingers around it.

My white hand and yellow fingernails made a delicious contrast to his red cock and blue veins.

I gently explored him some more before moving my touch down to his balls curiously. I cradled his balls, and they felt hot and powerful. Not Eric or none of the college boys I'd had sex with had balls like this. Certainly, none of them had that tingle, that energy of destiny. I loved how his cock jerked at my touch.

My eyes traveled down his tanned muscled chest and abs follow gently caressed him with the tips of my fingers and noticed how he was hardening a little and as I explored the underside of the head he twitched once more making me smile because I realized I'd discovered a spot he found sensitive.

I got bolder and gripped Daddy's hardening cock in my hand.

I could feel the pulse in it, beating like a heart, only for me. I even felt a tingling, like static electricity, jumping between my hand and his cock. This had to be the energy, the destiny, between our bodies.

I slowly stroked it, it was really working, I felt his cock fill up and get a lot thicker.

I began to move my hand up and down his shaft but it felt awkward and dry so I went to spit in my hand but changed my mind and blushed as I sat up and reached between my legs. I rubbed my dripping pussy on my hand, soaking it before gently gripping his cock and finding it much easier to stroke him as my hand glided along his thick length smoothly.

I couldn't believe I was actually naked in bed with Daddy and working his cock!

I was trembling with excitement, and I could feel a great dampness between my legs. I wrapped my hand harder around his semi-stiff cock. It felt powerful as if it was full of electricity! I could tell Daddy felt it, too; he sucked in his breath at the surprisingly powerful sensations between my hand and his cock.

I pumped my hand around him and watched in fascination as he grew bigger and hardened in my hand. I nearly had another heart attack when Daddy moaned in his sleep he still wasn't the rock-hard length I needed to fuck myself on.

I kept my eyes on Daddy's handsome face as I licked his tip and savored the salty tang his pre-cum bloomed on my tongue. I kissed him next before caressing my wet lips around his head and down the side of his shaft before hungrily licking back up to his head.

I leaned down and wrapped my lips around the head of his cock. The taste was incredible! Manly and salty and meaty!

I felt Daddy's cock harden and jerk in my hand and mouth at the same time he groaned aloud and tilted his hips instinctually, and the view I had of him from my position, him sprawled hard and naked across the bed made my pussy clench and gush in need.

The tingling energy filled my mouth. I was so turned on that I unconsciously reached one hand down to my pussy, inside my panties, and started playing with my clit. I worked my mouth a few inches down Daddy's shaft, and slurped and sucked as I strummed my clit,

It felt incredible in my mouth. It was as if it belonged there; as if it were a part of me. I swirled my tongue around his head and licked it like an ice cream cone. I jacked both my hands up and down on his shaft. I squeezed him and twisted, and occasionally fondled his huge, powerful balls. It was as wonderful as I'd always imagined it would be. In fact, it was addicting. I could have sucked that gorgeous cock for days. In fact, I wanted desperately to keep sucking him until he came into my mouth.

Once again, I swirled my tongue around his head savoring his flavor before pushing my head down to take more of him inside me. As I bobbed my head, sucked and licked him like I would my favorite lollypop, I knew he was fully hard and ready for my pussy but I was enjoying myself too much to stop now.

I suddenly choked when Daddy roughly thrusted his hips, making me gag on his cock when it hit the back of my throat harshly after removing him from my mouth to catch my breath I looked up to see he was thankfully still asleep. I wanted to try and deep-throat him so I took him back into my mouth and pushed him as far as I could down my throat and he pumped his hips making me gag again but I stayed there only for him to thrust again and then again. He continuously make me choke on his thick cock but I couldn't fully deep throat him, he was too big and my mouth was too small, maybe with practice, I thought before completely taking him from my mouth and I realized I had made a mess in my distraction. My lips and chin, and Daddy's cock and balls were drenched with my saliva and his pre-cum, and I knew I had dripped my arousal to soak into the bed sheets beneath me.

I brushed my swollen clit with the tip of my finger I gasped and nearly came from that alone.

Reluctantly, I raised my face off of his wonderful cock and rose to my knees. I threw one leg over him and straddled his thighs. I grabbed his hands and placed them on my breast and helped him squeeze my titties gently. That sent shivers of ecstasy up and down my spine.

It worked, I guess he was on autopilot because he started manhandling my breasts all by himself after only a few guided squeezes.

I grabbed his cock, and slid the head up and down my wet pussy lips. Daddy was shuddering from the pleasure, and so was I! All along, I had just known that Daddy and I were made for each other; we are the perfect lover for each other. And now it was finally coming true! The sexual energy between us was increasing by the moment, and we could both feel it.

I pushed his cock head past my lips, and slowly lowered myself, impaling my pussy on his wonderful, powerful cock. This was it!

Then I started gyrating my hips up and down, working that magnificent cock for all I was worth. Daddy arched his back and thrust up into me, jabbing and stabbing over and over. We worked up a rhythm, up and down, back and forth, in and out. We were both breathing heavily and sweating, but the intense, incredible pleasure spurred us on. It felt like his entire body was inside me, spreading out to engulf all of my organs, blasting me with love and pleasure and hot, intense passion. In the darkness, my vision was filled with stars and rainbows and galloping unicorns, with explosions and cascades and swirls of coruscating colors. I was vaguely aware of Daddy's strong hands were gripping my hips, and of my own hands grasping his shoulders. Drool dripped out of my mouth, and onto my titties, which swung in large arcs on my chest. And I was acutely aware of the pleasure, the passion, and the love engulfing us both.

"Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me!" I squealed.

The thin inner labia clung to his thick meaty rod in a perfectly round ring every time I lifted my ass up, his fat shaft gleamed with my juices.

"Oh...oh...OH..OH...OHHHHH!" I screamed as I had my third orgasm of the night.

"YES DADDY! YES! YES! YEEEES! I'M CUMMING ON YOUR COCK DADDY! I'M CUMMING!"

He felt the walls of my tiny vagina begin to spasm, sending ripples up from my opening to my cervix, milking his steaming cock.

In his dream state, Daddy began to counter-fuck me harder, my fleshy ass slapped hard against his ball, creating that wonderful slapping sound when wet skin slam against wet skin.

In my head, could hear Daddy's words echoing.

"Be a good girl and cum for Daddy."

"Daddy's coming, take Daddy's cum."

"Oh Sweet girl... I'm going to cum inside your sweet pussy, okay baby? Do you want Daddy to cum in your pussy?"

"Yes! Yes, Daddy!" I panted. "Please...give me your cum! Cum inside me Daddy!"

With a grunt and a final counter-thrust, Daddy finally released his cum inside my steaming pussy. Spurt after spurt of his hot cum shot up inside his daughters' pussy.

I froze and bit my lip as Daddy groaned before his blue eyes fluttered open lazily, his hands jerked in the restraints grabbing his attention and he looked at his wrists tied to the headboard with a confused expression.

I watched as he finally noticed me straddling him, with my wet pussy throbbing against his hard cock.

"What...? Honey sweetheart, what are you doing?" he rumbled in confusion and I noticed the clear signs of sleepiness and confusion.

Luckily, he fell back asleep before I could answer.

Thank God, what was I gonna say?

I laid down next to Daddy and fell asleep. I had planned to untie him, but I completely forgot that before I fell asleep.

END OF PART 2.

In part 3, we will find out if Helen will let Eric fuck her in front of her Daddy and vice versa, will she let him watch as she rides Daddy's hard cock. Read part 3 and find out.

I hope you liked it, and once again, don't be upset about some grammatical error or misspelling, I am not an English native.

Please comment in the area below to let me know what you liked, what you disliked, and what would you like to see happen if there will be a part 2.

I love writing, it turns me on immensely, but I also really like to read what you are like and not like. I understand that my English isn't the best, but I bet I speak better Swedish than you...

Steve