Note from the author: Let me please apologize for the grammatical errors in chapter 1. I proof read it several times, but obviously missed a few items. This chapter was spell checked more accurately so there should very few, if any, grammatical errors.
Note 2: Thanks for all the encouragement I received from chapter 1, which if you have not read, you may want to, as Chapter 2 will make much more sense, having read chapter 1.
Note 3: I apologize for taking a bit to get this 2nd chapter published. Life had been a bit, non-cooperative lately, so my time to write has been limited.
I have no idea how long I was asleep. As my eyes struggled to open, all I could tell was that it was still daylight outside and I felt absolutely amazing. My mind was a blur of images as I recalled the events of the day; surely it must have been a dream.
It had to be!
There is no way that my stepdaughter Brittany had came out of my bathroom, flashing her body at me and dropped her towel, practically begging me to follow her to her room. There was no way I had followed her. No way I found her lying naked on her bed and taken control of her willing and oh so eager body. There was no way she had called me Daddy as we committed that forbidden, yet oh so satisfying, carnal act.
As my mind began to clear, attempting to sort out all of the thoughts of what was surely just an incredibly erotic dream, a realization hit me; I was hard, and my cock felt amazing, as if it was being worshipped. Groggily I raised my head and another realization hit me; well, two more actually.
The first realization was that I had not been dreaming. As I lifted my head, looking down, my eyes began to clear and focus. There she was, her head between my legs, my hard, throbbing cock, slipping in and out of her mouth as she sucked me back to consciousness. I definitely had not been dreaming.
The second realization I had was that, my stepdaughter Brittany, well, she was an amazing cock sucker. Her head bobbed up and down, taking my rigid shaft completely into her warm, wet, eager little mouth. I raised my hand off the bed, resting it on the back of her head as she continued swallowing my cock as if it were her last meal.
When I clinched my hand around the ponytail that she had put her hair in, she must have realized she accomplished her goal of waking me, in the most amazing way a man could be woken up.
She lifted her head, allowing my cock to slip from her between her beautiful little lips and looked up at me.
"Hi Daddy," she said in that same, innocent little tone she had been using earlier. "I hope you don't mind, but when I woke up I was pretty hungry." She smiled and gave me a little wink as her head lowered again, returning her mouth to the meal that she had woken up wanting.
"Oh god Pumpkin," I moaned out, still not fully awake, but getting there quickly. "I certainly don't mind at all. In fact, I can't think of a better way to be woken up."
My mind was still not clear; still groggy with that haze that always accompanies the first several moments of waking up. But Brittany was doing her best to rouse me from that state as quickly as possible. I have to admit, she was doing an amazing job of it too.
With my fist still clinching her ponytail I began to thrust my hips up into her delectable little mouth. "Oh fuck Pumpkin," I breathed out, "You certainly know how to take care of your Daddy, don't you."
To this day, I don't know where this side of me had come from. Talking in third person, calling myself Daddy as I committed unspeakably forbidden, yet immensely erotic acts, with my stepdaughter. This desire, no, this need to dominate and control her was completely overwhelming and something I had never remotely imagined.
Using her ponytail, I pulled her head up, dragging her, reluctantly, up off my cock. She moaned out as I pulled her head up by the hair, but that moan quickly turned to a pouty sigh, as my cock slipped from between her lips.
"Was I not doing it right Daddy?" The pouty little expression she had on her face was devastating to me. I was amazed at how, though I knew I was the one in control, she could so easily get anything and everything she wanted from me.
"Pumpkin, you are doing a amazing," I spoke softly to her, as my free hand caressed her cheek. "But Daddy wants to use your mouth a little differently," I finished in a slightly more stern tone.
I let go of her hair and rolled off the bed, watching her closely as I did. The further I moved away from her, the more pouty the look on her face became. I stood up beside the bed, reaching down and patting it softly, right in front of me.
"Come here Pumpkin," I commanded her. "Lay down on your back, right here in front of me."
She crawled across the bed towards me, which I must say was a very stirring sight. As she got closer, she rolled onto her back, but spun around so that her ass was laying on the edge of the bed, closest to me. I looked down at her shaking my head as I did.
"No Pumpkin," I said in a very demanding tone. "Daddy didn't say he wanted to fuck you, did I?"
At first she had a slightly confused look on her face, but the more I spoke, the more clear my intentions became to her.
"What did Daddy say he wanted to do", I questioned.
She thought for only a second, and her eyes lit up as she began to comprehend what I was expecting of her. She smiled brightly at me as she spun around, laying down on her back, hanging her head slightly off the bed, right in front of me.
"Is this how you want me Daddy," she asked, that naively innocent tone, still lingering in her voice.
I stepped towards her and my cock, still wet with her saliva, slid across her face as I moved closer. "Yes Pumpkin, that is how I want you. Daddy wants to really use that pretty little mouth of yours."
I knew the voice that was speaking and the words that were forming were my own, but still, I just didn't know where they were coming from.
She leaned her head back as I slide my cock back and forth across her lips. I continued moving forward until my nuts were directly over her mouth. "Daddy's balls need some attention to Pumpkin," I spoke softly again. My hand reach down, cupping one of her breasts, massaging it gently. "You want to be a good girl for Daddy, don't you Pumpkin?"
My words weren't really needed, but we both were enjoying the naughty playfulness of this innocent act that she had started. Her mouth was already opened wide and her tongue was caressing my balls. There was no doubt left in my mind that my "sweet and innocent" stepdaughter had lots of practice at sucking cock; a skill I fully intended to put to good use.
She moaned a little, almost humming as she sucked one of my balls into her mouth. The feeling was absolutely euphoric. She licked and sucked my balls, alternating from one to the other. Slowly her hand reached up to my cock, grasping it firmly, slowly stroking me, as she continued pleasuring my sack with her mouth and tongue.
"Damn Pumpkin," I moaned at her. "You certainly are a good little cock sucker, aren't you."
Not only did I feel this burning desire to completely dominate her, but also to reward and praise her for her efforts. And the more I did, the more she responded.
She slipped out from under me just enough that we could make eye contact, as I looked down at her. "I love having you balls and that big, beautiful cock of yours in my mouth Daddy," she purred up at me. "I always want to be a good girl for you."
Fuck, she was impossible to resist. I pulled her hand off my cock, replacing it with mine and guided it back into her greedy mouth. My hands reached down, hooking under her arms as I pulled her back towards me, causing her head to fall off the edge of the bed. As I did, I pushed my hips forward, shoving my entire cock down her hungry throat.
"Shhhh," I said in a hushed but gruff tone. "Less talking Pumpkin. Your mouth need to be focused right now."
Her hands reached back behind me, clamping onto my ass as I began thrusting into her throat. She gagged again and again as my cock began roughly fucking into her mouth. She moaned, the humming sensation sending waves of pleasure through my cock as she did. All that did was serve to push me farther and deeper into the lustful fantasy that was playing out before my eyes.
I leaned over, reaching one of my hands down between her legs, while using the other to hold me up. My fingers slipped between her lips, dipping into her wanton, tight little fuck hole. Brittany's body arched up as her pleasure filled moans began to electrify the air. Her greedy little cunt squeezed and slurped around my fingers as her juices began squishing out of her sexpot.
Roughly, I continued fucking her mouth as my thumb started massing her clit while two of my fingers pushed faster and harder into her pussy. I could feel her orgasm building quickly within her. Her hands clenched onto my ass, pulling me as deep into her throat as possible, with every thrust. Even with my cock pounding into her mouth, as my balls slapped her face, I could hear her moans and gasps were becoming louder and more desperate.
Brittany's cunt gripped tightly onto my fingers as she pushed my hips back, forcing my rigid pole to slip from her mouth as her mounting orgasm began to boil within her.
"Oh fuck D-daddy," she panted out. "D-daddy, I need to c-cum."
I looked down at her, smiling, as waves of rapturous bliss contorted their way across her face. The look on her face was one of both immense pleasure and focused determination. It told me two things; one, that her orgasm was going to be intense, and two, that she knew she couldn't cum until I told her too.
"You want to cum for Daddy," I chided her. "You want to cum all over Daddy's fingers like a good little slut, don't you Pumpkin?"
Her bottom lip was now clinched between her teeth, biting down on it as she tried desperately to hold back her orgasm. She didn't speak, all she could do was nod, frantically.
"Beg Daddy Pumpkin," I ordered her.
"Please Daddy! Please let your slut cum all over your fingers," Brittany begged me. "D-daddy... please, I c-can't stand it. Please let me cum for you."
