Mar. 04/09
I was in a way better mood today than I was yesterday. Not only did I get a good night's sleep, but there were no weird dreams. When the alarm went off, I had it deactivated before the third annoying tone and was out of bed and in the hallway, wearing only the yellow panties Gina bought me when we first met and a small pink T-shirt that was barely long enough to cover the bottoms of my boobies.
I knew as I was scampering towards Daddy's door that my horny was back and I enjoyed the way my boobies felt bouncing around in my shirt. Vaguely fearing he'd have it locked against me, I quietly opened the door and crept in, carefully managing to get almost right on top of him as he lay sleeping on his back. I leaned in close, opened my mouth and barely licked his lips before kissing him, waking him up. I went in for another and stayed there, opening my mouth and grinding myself against him with the covers between us.
It took him about four seconds from waking to begin kissing me back and, before I knew it, we were making out quite heavily, his hand caressing under the back of my shirt, wandering down to my bum and back up.
"Mmm. You know," I said with a horny smile, "if I were a serial killer, you'd be dead now."
He smiled at my old joke and stretched, arms out and flexing, me quick to capitalize by running my hands over his upper arms while he did.
"I'm doing Peggy's door today," I informed him.
"Mmmm. Gina helping you?"
"Yup, I convinced her. We'll pick her up on the way to the plant, okay?"
"Okay. Get off me, kitten, I gotta get my shit together."
"Nope."
"Nope?"
"Nope. You gotta get me off you. Like when we used to wrestle, except now I'm older and in a lot better shape, so I can win without you letting me."
He laughed out loud at this as I smiled back.
"It's no joke, I'm in really good shape," I said, straightening up so that I was sitting on his belly. "See? Plus, I'm already on top, so I have the advantage."
"I can have you off me in about five seconds, Kat."
"Prove it."
Boy, did he ever. In a flash, his thumbs and forefingers had captured my erected nipples and were squeezing, twisting until it actually hurt, but it was mainly the surprise that had me screaming and laughing. I didn't dare try to rip his arms away, could only wail with my hands held uselessly out a little from my sides as he began to get to a sitting position. While doing this, he pushed me backward and to the side, laying me down on my back as I screamed for him to let go amidst my pained laughter. Once he was on his feet and had me prone on his bed (about five seconds after he grabbed my nipples) he did let go and walked away with a triumphant smile, a half hard cock that I couldn't help but notice in his boxers.
"No fair!" I indignantly called after him, curling into the fetal position and holding my assaulted nipples in the palms of my hands. "You were supposed to
wrestle!"
"I don't remember agreeing to that." he informed from the hallway.
"Cheateeeeeer!! Chea-!!"
Suddenly, the most incredibly pleasurable sensations seemed to sprout from my nipples. I rolled onto my back, mouth open and not uttering a sound as I rubbed them more, enjoying this tingling warmth almost to the exclusion of all else. A couple minutes later, I was standing in the bathroom doorway, watching Daddy brush his teeth with an awed expression.
"Whaa?" he garbled, glancing at me with a knowing smile.
" ... Do that again, okay?"
He took his maddening time in finishing his first chore of the morning, rinsing his mouth with a cup of water afterward, smiling the whole damned time while I waited for his answer.
"Do what again?"
"Daddy! You know, do it again."
"What? I don't know what you're talking about," he insisted, glancing at my boobies, their erect nipples and the little upside down, yellow triangle between my legs as the situation in his boxers grew.
"Pinch my nipples, Daddy!"
He laughed a little and grabbed them again, twisting and pinching like he did in his room.
"Ahhhhhh! Ohhhhhhh, god, it hurts,... sooo gooooood!"
He backed me out into the hallway, right against the opposite wall and held on for what must have been a half minute, letting go as I started to slide down the wall, getting off on the anticipation of the pleasure this would bring, hence on the pain itself. He stepped back with that damned smile and closed the bathroom door. I slid down the wall the rest of the way, parted my legs and pulled my panties aside to begin playing with myself, waiting for the party my nipples were about to throw in my honour.
It was a great party, alright, and I was actually halfway to orgasm when it was over, getting to my feet after, hearing the shower running and finding that he'd locked the bathroom door.
"Daddy!!"
"Go away!"
"Unlock the door and do it again!!"
"No, let me shower in peace!"
"I can get through this doooooor!!" I threatened with a big smile on my face and in my tone."
"You can fix it toooooooo!" he replied with the same tone.
" ... You win this time!
But, I'll get you next time!! Next time,
Daaaaaaddy!!"
I shouted in my superkitten voice, laughing afterwards and horny as hell.
I went to my room to get dressed, giggling and planning on how to force one more nipple twist out of him before we left.
Pulling the bay door down behind me, I backed the truck into the garage and loaded it with the needed tools and lumber while he ate. I was dressed in a black T-shirt with a V neck, my rawhide welding jacket and an old pair of faded blue work jeans, tight ones of course. When I was done, I hopped up on the lowered tailgate, legs hanging off the edge. Removing my work gloves and kicking my feet back and forth through the air, I waited for Daddy.
He came in about ten minutes later and smiled, glancing in the box of the truck and asking, "All ready, kitten? Or, should I refer to you as 'superkitten' from now on?"
"(giggle) Right now, superkitten would like her nipples twisted one last time before we go."
"Oh, god, I've created a monster. Later, okay, we gotta-"
I slipped off the tailgate and held up the keys of the truck with a devious smile, saying, "It won't take that long and, if you don't, you'll have to dig for the keys."
I shoved them down the front of my pants, way down inside my black, boycut panties. As he watched shaking his head, rolling his eyes and grinning, I approached him, removing my hand from my pants and sticking my boobies out, the un-zippered welding jacket falling to their outsides.
He gave in, having no trouble finding my nipples, as I was wearing a pretty thin bra that allowed them to be somewhat visible.
"Uhhh! Uhhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh!"
I cried out as he backed me easily to the tailgate.
"Hop up," he instructed with a playful grin, twisting a little harder to motivate me.
Then he was pushing me down to lie in the bottom of the box, my head lying beside the lumber for Aunt Peggy's doorframe, he standing between my spread legs. He leaned forward and kissed me, initiating a really hot little make out session as I voiced the delicious pain his loving fingers were delivering.
It drove me wild and he let go all too soon, even though he held on longer than the last time. I could only moan, waiting for what was coming while he stood back and watched, a little smile on his face that spoke of an amused interest as he leaned on the back of the truck. I unfastened my jeans and stuck my hand down my panties, but not for the keys. I nudged them aside to begin playing with miffy as the rush of pleasure that washed over me from my nipples began. Yes, Daddy watched me play with myself right in front of him.
When it was all over, he looked at me with a crooked grin, saying, "I take it you're unfocused again."
"(sigh!) Mmmm. Thank you," I said, lying in the bed of the truck with a smile, all worked up and very much unfocused.
