Dad just wants what's best for you.

the next time his hand comes back up, his fingers brush my nipples. it feels so good that i can’t help but whine. instantly, he’s asking me about the little noise, and i shyly admit i made that embarrassing sound because it felt good when his fingers brushed my tits. now my daddy’s hand comes back to my tits, this time more confident, giving one a little squeeze. i blush at the noise i make feeling his big hand tease me like that. my daddy laughs softly at my cute noises, having fun hearing the difference in my whines when he squeezes my tits vs when he specifically teases my nipples. i’m trembling in his arms at this point, so worked up, yet i still have enough sense to remind him that he shouldn’t touch his little girl like this.

my daddy’s hand pauses its playful squeezes of my tits, and he asks me just one question. “do you want me to stop?” just his voice makes me press my legs together to try to calm the need between my thighs. maybe that’s why i couldn’t think of a single thing to say other than “no, daddy, don’t stop. it feels so good”. i even arch my back a little, pressing my tits into his hand, practically offering myself to my daddy. he’s even more confident now, his hand slipping under my shirt with ease. the sensation of his big, rough hands cupping my soft tits has me whimpering, and even when i try to escape his touch for just a little break from this new feeling, his hand stays set on my tits. now i’m squirming back on him, feeling so small and helpless against his big frame. before i can ask him about the hard thing i feel behind my ass, he asks me why i’m pressing my thighs together so much.

does he really not know or does he just like making me blush by forcing me to say it out loud? all i can say is “i feel funny, daddy”. he makes a quiet little noise before turning me onto my back, his big hand splayed over my tummy. he told me to “show daddy where it feels funny” so i do exactly that, blushing as i spread my thighs and guide his big hand between my thighs. my daddy coos at me, teasingly asking if want my daddy to make it all better. his fingers barely tracing over my pussy through my shorts has my eyes fluttering and i let out a breathy whine as i nod. his skilled fingers rub my pussy through my shorts, each little circle of his fingers making my thighs spread even more. it’s not long before his fingers dip further down, prodding at my entrance. even through the fabric, it feels so good, and i moan, my hips instinctively bucking as if i’m trying to take his fingers inside.

“do you want something here, princess?” he asks teasingly, pressing his fingertips further against my entrance, leaving my panties a sticky mess. i nod quickly, my shyness fading as i realize the only way i’ll get more is if i’m a brave girl. “…like my fingers?” he teases me, rubbing my clit through my panties as his fingers keep teasing my entrance. i stutter, struggling to even talk with how good it feels to finally have something touching me there, but “i want more, daddy… please, i need more”. he lifts me on top of him, my thighs straddling his hips. i let out a breathy little noise as i sink onto his lap, feeling a big and hard thing pressed against my pussy. i’m barely able to get out a “daddy there’s something hard-“ before his big hands are gripping my hips, guiding me to grind on his bulge and i interrupt myself with a loud moan. i tremble on my daddy’s chest, overwhelmed at this new sensation of pleasure. my daddy explains that the hard thing against me is his cock, that it gets hard when it feels good, that it’s my fault it’s this hard and leaking just for me. it’s difficult to concentrate when he’s making me hump his bulge like this, but i listen closely.

i bite my lip, my eyes widening as i feel how big it is as i grind on it. it’s so much, especially since i’ve never had anything inside me, but i just know i need it inside me. i won’t be satisfied until i have it deep, no matter what it takes. which is why when my daddy says if i want it inside i’ll have to prove it, i do exactly that. i brace my hands on my daddy’s chest, sitting up a little bit to grind up and down on his hard bulge, just how my daddy taught me. each movement has the most desperate noises coming out of my mouth, mixing with my daddy’s moans. he groans louder when i fully sit on his bulge and kinda wiggle my hips, really feeling the length of his cock against my clothed pussy. i keep doing that, wanting to show my daddy just how badly i want him inside my virgin pussy.

it works a bit too well, because in an instant i’m entirely bare beneath my daddy, my face pressed into my pillows as his big hands prop my hips up. the cool air of the room makes my soaked pussy clench, and i feel my daddy’s hands tighten around my hips at the sight. i want to be a good girl for him, the best, so i arch my back deeply, fully displaying my dripping pussy as i teasingly wiggle my ass a bit. “daddy, please. i want my daddy to be my first-“ i say, before i squeal as the tip of his big cock, presses at my entrance. the deep groan my daddy makes as i clench around him only makes me tighter, and i clutch at the pillows, feeling my pussy stretch like it never has before. it hurts but it also feels so good and so right, and i can tell my daddy feels the same because he’s pushing even deeper inside, not hesitating at all.

i’m whimpering, my little broken whines about how it’s sooo big and too much being drowned out by my daddy reminding me i begged him for his cock. he seems to really enjoy how desperate i sound, because he starts thrusting into me, stretching my virgin pussy with each harsh thrust. it’s a struggle to even stay up, and an even bigger struggle to keep my noises in, so we don’t wake anyone in the house up. maybe that’s why my daddy’s big hand covers my mouth, muffling my whiny “ah ah ah”s as he makes me look up at the door. his breath tickles my ear when he whispers into my ear, telling me that if i’m too loud, someone might come to check on me and see me all spread out, taking my daddy’s cock deep inside. now i’m moaning even louder into his hand, grinding back on his big cock, my dripping pussy tightening more around him as i tremble. the thought of someone catching us like this only makes me needier, and my daddy can tell.

he laughs quietly, grinding his hips against my ass so his big cock reaches as deep inside me as possible, teasing me about being such a dirty girl for wanting someone to see me taking my dad’s cock like this. i whine in agreement from behind his hand, my eyes fluttering as he starts fucking me even harder, the sound of our skin slapping filling the room. i keep agreeing when he asks if it feels so good, when he asks if i love my daddy’s cock, when he asks if this is what i needed all along. that really makes him happy because he takes his hand away from my mouth, ordering me to say it out loud. “i love my dad’s cock. i was saving myself for my dad. i only ever want my dad’s cock” i whine mindlessly as he fucks me into the bed, only his big hands holding me up.

i feel a new, very strong feeling building in my tummy, and i whimper, stuttering as i beg my daddy to slow down. it doesn’t matter how much i try to squirm away from him, he holds me in place, not letting up for a second, and then i’m falling apart beneath him. i let out a slutty whine of “oh my god, dad-“ before i have to bite my pillow to muffle my moans. it feels so good, my mind going entirely blank except for thoughts of my daddy, thoughts of how much i love him. i barely notice i’m telling him i love him over and over as he fucks me through my first orgasm, shakily grinding back on him as i feel something really warm spill inside my pussy. my daddy’s chest presses against my back as he lays on top of me, fully pinning me down on the bed, his cock twitching inside my ruined pussy.