Daddys Little Princess 11

Daddy's Little Princess

I'm Matt, recently turned 40 and recently divorced. My marriage had been in the doldrums for a few years while my wife would barely look me in the eye. The only one in the house that would show me any real happiness and had genuine care behind their smile was my daughter Millie. When she was 16 going on 17 she did what a lot of teenage girls do and went through her mum's phone one day and found something very interesting indeed. Not only did Millie find selfies that had been sent to another man (who we no know is her boss at work) but she also found messages between her mum and one of her mum's friends, in which she spoke of her plans to drive me to divorcing her so she could take me for half of everything I own. Which is quite a lot, I'm by no means a millionaire but I am the co-founder of a plumbing firm in my town and the going was good. The four bed house, the mercedes' and all the fun stuff were all provided by me, along with everything my little princess Millie ever asked for.

One afternoon my daughter came to me and dragged me into the kitchen and told me everything she'd seen and suddenly the ignorance my wife showed me made perfect sense. Millie had completely turned on her mother and the whole ordeal led me and her to become quite a close team. I decided I wasn't going to give my wife what she wanted and instead stopped trying to save the marriage and left her to it. This was clearly the last straw and soon she filed for divorce herself. To save a long story getting even longer, the bitch lost and got nothing. Millie had taken photos of what she saw and the evidence killed her mothers entire case. Not only that but MIllie was handed over to my custody and Millie couldn't have been happier, the poor girl absolutely hated her.

Me and Millie got closer and closer over the next year or so and I spoiled her at every chance I got. We talked about everything, friend group drama, girl issues, and work. We'd never been closer. Then my little princess turned 18. The day after her birthday I let her have all her girl friends over for drinks before they went into town to go clubbing. She was the last of her group to turn 18 so she was very, very excited. I got home sweaty after stopping at the gym on my way back from work so jumped in the shower, and went down to the kitchen in just my sweats, oblivious to the fact the girls had all arrived while I was in the shower.

"DAD!" shouted Millie, "could you put a shirt on maybe, please?" she giggled and smiled.

A little embarrassed, I replied "shit, sorry Millie...sorry girls!"

"Hey Mr Masters" chorused the group of 18 year old women in my kitchen as MIllie smiled and rolled her eyes. She'd revealed to me in the past that her friends joked about finding me handsome. I thought nothing of it but when there's 5 girls all wearing impossibly tight and short dresses, legs, asses and cleavage on show, it's difficult for a single man not to enjoy the attention.

"Evening ladies, I didn't hear you come in. I'll go find a shirt and leave you alone." and off I went back upstairs to find a shirt. "Wow" I thought to myself as I kicked the door closed behind me, realising seeing all that glorious femininity had had an effect on me and without any thought I found myself on my back in bed, sweats round my ankles and stroking my now solid cock. I've always been proud of the size of my cock, girth and length. I stroked every inch of my big meat while fantasising about what those sexy women downstairs might want to do to me. It didn't take long before I was tensing up and blowing a thick, heavy load of cum all over my hairy stomach and chest. I heard a faint gasp and footsteps leading along the landing and down the stairs. One of them had just watched me cum. I decided to get dressed and keep clear of the party. Pretend nothing happened. Never fails. I snuck down into the living room and turned on the TV to watch the pre-game chit chat before the football started and sipped a beer.

"Feel better Dad?" came a voice whispering in my ear from behind the sofa. I hadn't heard Millie sneak up on me.

"What are you on about, princess?" I asked, acting like I hadn't just realised it was my daughter who'd caught me. We were close but we weren't

that

close.

Millie seemed to enjoy the situation and calmly said "relax old man, I've seen you naked before" she smirked and continued "but that was certainly a sight to behold. Did it feel good?"

"Bloody hell Millie, firstly when have you seen me naked? Secondly I'm your father, why were you watching?" I tried to sound stern but found myself not really worrying about her catching me.

"You need to make sure your door actually closes if you're going to be doing that, Dad," she laughed, "and I came up to tell you my friends were here earlier and saw you in the shower, then I waited for you to get out and saw you getting dressed." seeing me squirm she carried on, "and I was watching because I came looking for you to ask where the cola was and you left the door open a tad and well, how could a girl not enjoy that view" she said with a wink, before she leaned over and kissed me on the cheek and walked away.

My mind was racing with a mixture of confusion, surprise and an unexpected excitement. I love Millie and the last year or two had made us closer than ever and I'd always found her to be stunningly beautiful as her father. Her long straight blond hair, hourglass figure between her tight round bum and large, jiggly breasts that, now 18, she stopped covering. The neighbourhood boys were lining up to get a chance with her but got nowhere near out of fear they'd meet the mighty wrath of Mr Masters. I had no idea how I would stop them now, or even stop her. The idea of such a sexy woman finding me attractive and watching me get off outweighed the fact that she was my daughter and I felt a boundary in our relationship crumble and open up a world of strange new possibilities. Shaking my head to change my train of thought, I tried to focus on the football.

The girls had some drinks, danced to some terrible pop music and had a fun time until the taxi came to pick them up and take them into town where my little Millie would finally get to enjoy the nightlife as an adult woman. I heard the taxi horn alerting them to its presence and went to say goodbye.

"You got enough money on you Millie love?" I asked, taking another chance to spoil her.

Smiling she replied "yes, thank you...Daddy" she winked and put her arms around me. "Don't worry about me, I'm all set."

"Good, if you run out call me and I'll transfer some more and if you want me to pick you up call me and I'll come and get you, ok?" I was worried about my little girl hitting the town, even though I was happy she was so excited to go.

"I probably will call you for a ride, I doubt I'll stay out as long as the girls usually do." she looked up and kissed me, on the lips, not the cheek. Our mouths opened and we kissed like lovers do, not like father and daughter. I didn't stop it. "Maybe when I get back home we can have a drink just me and you, since it is my birthday weekend," she said with a sweet smile, before turning and walking away leaving me standing grinning like an idiot thinking how lucky it is that none of her friends witnessed that kiss.

"Have a good night, princess" I called after her and off they went into the night. Returning to the sofa I couldn't focus on the TV anymore, with all that was going through my mind. What was Millie doing watching me and kissing me like that, and why was I enjoying it. A few hours later the call came and I drove into town to collect my girl who'd had enough of horny boys, loud music and overpriced rum based beverages.

"Taxi for a Miss Masters?" I called out the car window toward a group of girls and out of the group stepped Millie, laughing and rolling her eyes at her fathers dumb joke.

"Hey Mr Masters!" shouted the now very drunk girls.

"Evening ladies" I responded with a smile, making them all giggle and making Millie sigh and laugh. Off home we headed but I was instructed that we need to make a detour.

"I really fancy some chicken nuggets, can we hit the drive through on the way home?" she pleaded, "pretty please." Knowing the puppy dog eyes always got what she wanted from me.

"Of course princess" I said, giving her what she wanted as always, and pulled into the fast food drive through. We sat and ate and she told me about her first time clubbing and we chatted like we normally do but I had to know. "What's gotten into you today princess? Watching me jerk off, that kiss earlier. We seemed to have crossed a line." I looked over expecting to see her blushing or looking embarrassed but instead saw a glint in her big green eyes and a cheeky grin on her face.

"What can I say Dad?" she started, "I'm a woman now and a woman needs a good man. I don't want to make the same mistake mum did by letting you get away" she continued grinning as she nibbled on another nugget without taking those green eyes off me.

I didn't know how to respond but what came out was "why me?." whether that was what I should be focusing on or not, was beyond me but it was a question I wanted answered.

Thankfully she explained. "You've always provided for me and taken care of me. Always spoiled me and treated me like a princess, most of the time without me even asking you to. You're a handsome man, a successful man, and who wouldn't want to be with someone as funny and kind as you. Plus, what woman wouldn't want to have a penis like yours to call her own" she spoke as if it was normal to speak to her dad that way

"Millie I'm your dad...I" before I could finish i was interrupted.

"So fuckin' what? You're a man. A sexy, kind and loving man. I'm a woman. A single, horny woman with a crush on a man, a real attraction and real feelings ever since I saw that man cum." the spark in her eyes had become fire. She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek, then with one hand turned my head to face her and kissed me on the lips passionately. "You wouldn't turn down that woman, would you?" she was teasing me, as she kissed me again and ran a hand along my thigh. "I know you're lonely since Mum left and you know I've not been with anyone yet. Who better to relieve your tensions, and who better to share my first experience with?"

She was making too much sense for my baffled brain to argue with and I returned her passionate kiss with my tongue in her mouth and heard her moan and sink into the embrace. "I think it's time to go home and have that drink, don't you?" I asked, feigning a stern fatherly tone. "We have some talking to do, princess."

I poured us a couple of drinks and we sat at the kitchen table and talked. She told me again how she felt about me and I found myself telling her how beautiful I thought she was and how much I loved her. When we finished our drinks she took me by the hand and led me upstairs and into my bedroom, not bothering to close that damned door.

"It's only fair you see me naked now, I think" she teased but before I could respond her dress was unzipped and fell to the floor leaving my daughter standing before me in just her bra and panties. My eyes moved around her gorgeous body and before I knew it she was completely naked, playfully fondling her own breasts and poking her tongue out at me. "Well, what do you think?" she asked, as if my facial expression wasn't answer enough.

"Wow!" I exclaimed breathlessly, "What a gorgeous woman you've become." I stepped forward and took her in my arms, kissing her passionately and firmly and found my hands moving to her backside and groping each cheek. Millie reached down and untied the knot of my sweats before lifting my shirt up and over my head and running her finger nails through my greying chest hairs, biting her lower lip and looking up at me. She kept eye contact as she slid a hand inside my bottoms and gently fondled the hard bulge in my boxers.

"Hello big daddy" she teased as her hand went back and forth along my shaft over my boxers. Before I could make any sort of move, she began to drop to her knees, pulling my sweats down with her before reaching up and pulling down my skin tight boxers to release my throbbing dick, leaving it pointing right at her face. I saw her eyes light up and her mouth open wide and she said "how could mum not want this, oh my god." With that, the tip of my cock disappeared inside my daughter's eager mouth and her tongue swirled around the tip before another inch went in, and another until half of me was enveloped by her wet lips and tongue.

The sensation of being sucked came back to me after the years of neglect and I began to moan from the pleasure. "Mmmm, fuck that feels good. Who taught you that?"

Millie laughed and took me further into her mouth and into her throat, gently gagging and slurping as she picked up the pace and began sucking harder and faster. Pulling back to regain her breath she groaned, "I love feeling you throb in my mouth, Daddy" and returned my dick to her mouth while cupping my balls in one hand and squeezing my ass with her other hand, holding me in place and pulling me toward her. She literally had me in the palm of her hand, and was bringing me to the brink of heaven, moaning and slurping.

"Baby girl you're going to make me cum" I huffed and panted, barely able to speak as the pace of the blowjob reached new levels. "I'm so close, Millie." I warned her expecting her to want to pull away.

She did pull away but only for long enough to say "give it to me, daddy" and continue blowing me. I gathered up her long blond hair and held it in my hand to hold her head still and began fucking her mouth, panting and grunting.

"Uhh fuck, fuck I'm cumming, I'm going to cum in your mouth" I growled and was encouraged by the sound of her moaning sexily, so I fucked her mouth harder and exploded inside her. Flooding my little girl's sweet mouth with a huge, thick and warm flow of my seed. It was too much to swallow and began dribbling down her chin as I pulled out and looked down at my sweet princess in a way I'd never seen her before. She smiled as she wiped up her chin and sucked the leftover cum off her finger and reached out to ask for help getting up. I lifted her back to her feet and she pressed her chest against me and kissed me.

"Was I a good girl for you, daddy?" she asked as she batted her eyelashes and giggled. "Was I a good little cock sucker?"

"I don't know where you learned to do that," I said, "but he's a lucky boy. I'm a lucky man."

Millie giggled "I've never done that before, you know I'ver never been with anyone before. I watched how pornstars do it and practiced on my fingers in the mirror. I wanted to know how so I would be ready. I'm glad you were my first dick, daddy. That was so much fun."

We climbed onto the bed and cuddled, our naked bodies touching and our hands running all over each others bodies, exploring new territories and enjoying the sensations. I felt guilty for letting her do such a good job and not repaying her for the efforts so I slid my hand down her torso, pushed her legs apart and gently ran a finger long the flaps and folds of her vagina, noticing that she was dripping wet and warm. Millie's breathing increased as I carefully circled the tight little entrance of her pussy and teased her for a minute, wanting to build up the moment. She grabbed my hand and pushed my finger inside her then put that hand on my cheek and kissed me as I searched for her g-spot. A whispered moan told me that I'd found it, and I began to work her spot with one, then two fingers, deep inside her. She was so wet that each movement made a squelching sound and a small wet patch was forming on the sheets between her legs.

"Oh Daddy, Daddy that feels so fuckin good" she groaned, moving her hips and humping my hand with my fingers inside her. "That feels so much better than when I do it." Everything she said encouraged me and told me that I hadn't lost my touch. I continued fingering my daughter's vice tight pussy a little faster and slightly rougher. "Shit...FUCK oh my god Dad" whimpered Millie "I feel it coming, keep doing just like that. Please don't stop, don't...stop" she began to moan louder, out of breath. My hand was clapping against the skin of her crotch as I pleasured her and I felt her body seize and go rigid, back arched and head thrown back into the pillow and knew she was about to cum for me.

"That's it princess, cum for Daddy." DId I just say that? Out loud? I didn't care any more, this is all I wanted now. I wanted to make Millie erupt. "Come on baby girl, cum for me." She came, and she came hard. Letting out a loud scream and beating her hand against the bed as she spasmed and convulsed in pleasure, hips humping and thrusting and chest heaving. When the wave passed, I pulled out my fingers and put them in my mouth, tasting and savouring her juices and she grabbed my neck and pulled me in close to kiss me and taste herself on my tongue. We kissed and cuddled non stop for an hour like a pair of horny teenagers. She was one but I felt like one again. I was in dream land.

We drifted off into a slightly drunk sleep, laying in each other arms, spooning as we slept for a few hours before I woke up to see Millie tiptoe to the ensuite bathroom. She soon came back and apologised for waking me but I just pulled her back into bed and enveloped her in my arms and kissed her neck as she melted into me.

"I love you Daddy. I feel so close to you and I'm so happy we shared that". She was whispering in her sweet voice like the little princess I knew her to be but I knew she was now my queen. "The reason I've never been with anyone before is because I wanted someone I trusted and who made me feel safe. When I saw you masturbate I knew that man had to be you."

I had dropped all resistance and embraced what my life had become. "I'm glad you waited for me baby girl, I'll always take care of you. You know I love you more than anything, my queen."

Hearing me call her my queen made her squeak and giggle like a little girl and she rolled over to be face to face with me and kissed me. We continued to make out like teenagers until we drifted back off to sleep.

The next day I woke up before her so I decided to creep out and make her breakfast in bed. Chocolate chip pancakes are her favourite so I made a heap of them and made some coffee and returned to my love bed to find her sitting up, smiling at me, eyes lit up with joy at seeing the tray of food I'd brought her. I'm always spoiling Millie, I love doing it.

"Oh my god Dad you're so sweet! Thank you" said Millie as I placed the tray on her lap and kissed her forehead.

"You're welcome sweetheart. We can just pretend it's still your birthday for another day...or two" I winked and sat down next to her under the covers. Watching her devour her breakfast reminded me how hungry I was so I stole a pancake and narrowly avoided a slap on the wrist. You don't get between Millie and her pancakes. "Too slow," I teased. "What are your plans today? Anything good going on now you're a couple days into being 18 and a proper fully fledged adult, no longer needing her fathers permission to leave the house?" Small talk between father and daughter felt natural while also strange, after the night we had just shared.

After gulping down a mammoth sized mouthful of pancake Millie replied "meh, I think I'll just hang out at home today" and looked over at me with those beautiful green eyes, "I'd love to spend the day with you, if you're not busy." Hope in her eyes that I didn't have things to do. It wouldn't matter if I did have things to do, I wasn't going to be fucking doing them now. I had a better idea.

"Nah I'm free as a bird today. We could do with getting some groceries in but I guess we could just live off takeaway and booze today. I'll happily spend the day with you sweetie." I said as I kissed her on the head and put an arm around her. "I do know that I need a good shower though, I worked up a sweat last night."