Daddy Loves His Virgin Daughter
Avalon Young -- January 2038
"Why didn't you ever take me to this field?" I asked, a tremulous whine to my voice. I trembled on the bed between my parents, Daddy's hand on the swollen swell of my belly. His touch felt at once naughty and wonderful against my baby bump.
Daddy sighed. "A forest fire destroyed it not long after."
"Oh," I said. Tears suddenly touched my eyes. That was so sad. It was such a special place for our family. Mommy was created there with Daddy and grandma, and then I was conceived there.
"But it lives on in our memories," Mommy said, her hand joining our daddy's on my belly. She had such a soft smile on her lips, her fiery hair spilling around her face.
The smile on her lips made me shudder. I had to find out what happened next. "So Daddy gave you the ring...?"
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Melissa Young -- October 2018
I trembled as Daddy knelt before me in the little valley within the field of wildflowers. The Sierra Nevada mountains loomed around us, peaks kissed with snow. My heart beat faster and faster. This was really happening. Daddy really loved me. I hadn't made a fool of myself Friday night at the dinner. I hadn't misread my daddy.
This week was magical. I had awakened to these feelings for Daddy. The way he'd acted had opened my eyes to how handsome he was. That he was a man as well as my father. At eighteen, I was becoming a woman as well as his daughter. A woman that had needs, too. A desire for passion. He held the promise ring before him, a band of simple gold with a small, pink diamond on it.
I held out my hand before him, my slender fingers trembling. "I... I love you, too, Daddy."
His hand took mine, holding it steady. I shuddered as he slipped the ring on my right hand. I felt the cool metal against my skin. A hot tremble rippled through me. My heart pounded hot blood through my veins as the ring seemed to tether me to Daddy. It was a physical manifestation of the burgeoning passion.
Tears burst out of the corners of my eyes and fell down my cheeks. I shuddered at the feel of it, trembling with delight. A warm breeze rippled across the field and caressed over my body clad in my tank top and hiking shorts.
"It's beautiful, Daddy," I moaned as he rose.
His hands cupped my face and lifted my gaze. Through blurry vision, I stared at Daddy. He looked handsome, his chin chiseled. His red hair looked so powerful. His green eyes seized mine. I gasped as this hot tingle rippled through me. His head lowered. His lips neared.
He claimed mine in an incestuous kiss.
I groaned into his kiss, my arms throwing around his neck. His fingers stroked my tear-soaked cheeks as our lips worked together. He was so strong. His stubble rasped against my lips, letting me feel how masculine he was. I whimpered, feeling like such a princess finally claimed not by my prince, but by my king.
My Daddy-king.
I clung to him, kissing him with such intensity while this naughty heat erupted between my thighs. My virgin pussy warmed with intense delight. My body trembled as I clung to him, my arms tightening about his neck. His tongue thrust into my mouth. He stirred it around inside of me. His whiskers rasped against my lips and cheeks while I breathed in the manly scent of him.
His hands moved from my cheeks as I swayed. My legs trembled, my knees growing weak as the heat swelled in my pussy. Juices soaked my panties. His hands slid down my side, his thumbs sweeping over my small breasts, nudging my hard nipples.
I gasped at the electric tingles shooting from my nubs.
My pussy clenched in aching delight.
I broke the kiss and swayed, blinking my eyes. "Daddy..."
His smile grew. "My little Michelle. You have grown up into a beautiful woman."
My cheeks warmed with a blush.
"I have to love you," he said as he pressed me down to the blanket he'd spread out for our picnic.
For our lovemaking.
I didn't fight him. I sank down to it with him. I leaned back as his hands pressed up my tank top. I whimpered, his touch strong and rough with exciting callouses. The fabric rolled up and up my body. His thumbs caressed me as he went higher and higher.
I lifted my arms over my head. He pressed the fabric higher, exposing the sports bra I wore that cupped my small breasts. He threw it to the side, letting it fall on the flowers. I trembled, my breasts rising and falling. My toes flexed and curled. My nipples ached as I squirmed.
He stared down at me with such hunger in his green eyes. He saw me as a woman right now. Not his cute, adorable daughter, but a sexy, delicious vixen he wanted to ravish. A wanton moan burst from my lips.
"Daddy!" I moaned in aching need.
He thrust up my sports bra, his strong hands cupping my breasts. He massaged my tits with his thumbs, sliding up towards my throbbing pinnacles. I shuddered and trembled at the feel of him touching my naked boobs. He brushed my small areolas than my little nubs.
My nipples flared in delight.
"My little girl," Daddy groaned in awe as he leaned down.
I gasped as his hot lips engulfed my nipple. He suckled hard. I whimpered in wondrous delight. I squirmed on the blanket as he sucked. His tongue danced around my areola. He caressed my nub. My fingers clenched and relaxed. My stomach clenched. My cunt grew hotter and hotter.
It was incredible. Every time Daddy suckled, my twat swelled with aching need. The pleasure shot down to my pussy. My juices leaked out, soaking my panties. I stared up at the blue sky. It spun over me as the heady rushes surged through my body.
"Daddy! Daddy!" I moaned out to the mountain air. My legs twitched. "Oh, Daddy, I love you!"
It was so wonderful to say it out loud. It was even hotter to do it with Daddy loving my nipples. He sucked on one while his fingers found the other. His digits twisted the nub. I gasped and spasmed. My toes flexed in my boots. It was incredible.
Daddy's green eyes stared up at me. They swam with delight.
His hands slid down my body as he kissed over to my other nipple. His whiskers rasped across my small mound. I groaned as his hungry lips sucked at my flesh. He climbed my other tit, the rough caress of his stubble surging tingles across my skin. He engulfed my other nipple.
I gasped and spasmed. He sucked on them as Daddy's fingers found my shorts. He stroked across my waistband to find the snap of my shorts. I groaned at the loud pop of my fastener coming undone. My zipper rasped.
Daddy's hand pressed into my shorts.
I shuddered as he caressed over my panties. He reached lower and lower to that molten heat between my thighs. Pleasure burst through me. My toes curled. My head tossed back and forth as his hand rubbed up and down my pussy. He stroked me and pressed my panties into the juicy delight of my virgin flesh.
I gasped as the pleasure rippled through my body. My ass flexed. I wiggled back and forth. Daddy suckled hard on my nipple as he pressed my panties into my virgin pussy. He rubbed the cotton up and down my hot flesh.
"Oh, Daddy!" I gasped, new delight surging through me. The cotton rasp of the panties against my hot vulva felt so much better than my fumbling fingers when I masturbated. "I love you so much, Daddy."
He popped his mouth off my nipple. He grinned up at me as he diddled my pussy. I gasped as he pulled his hand out of my shorts. He held up his digits. My eyes widened at the juices gleaming on his fingertips.
"Yes, honey, that's your passion," Daddy said. He rubbed his thumb and forefinger together. "You're that wet."