just moaned thinking abt kingdon ddlg. kingdon. ddlg. kingddlgdon…
anon you read my mind because trust i have something cooking soon (soon can mean next month or even a year from now ijbol).
something about them being completely immersed in ddlg, especially since she has no parental figure. of course she’d look up to someone like frank, he’s such a good father. watching him take care of his kids, and mel wishing she was a kid, his kid, for him to take care of.
but she’s his baby, isn’t she? he teaches her everything she needs to know. how to ride a bike, taking off those training wheels for her and kissing her knee and putting a bandage on it when she scrapes her knees. wiping away her tears, and sucking on his fingers to get a taste of them, of her. he teaches her how to drive a stick shift, because of her parents’ old car but she never got around to learning how to drive it, so his low voice guides her when she learns how to handle the stick shift, his hand over hers on top of it when she gets nervous, saying she can’t do it — terrified since she hasn’t even drove in years. what if she’s not ready for it?
he even starts to feed her with hand because mel doesn’t eat enough, she forgets to eat her three meals, sometimes she forgets to eat at all. so he teaches her discipline, and how to be present by making her sit in his lap and feed her by hand. three meals a day, with snacks in between. and don’t forget, his little girl gets dessert too.
then it leads to him teaching her how to kiss because poor little mel never had the opportunity to kiss someone, not with how her cards in life turned out to be. so he teaches her how to kiss, how to use her tongue, and how to coax noises out of her mouth and his mouth too. she’s so sloppy at first, going at it all open-mouthed at first, and he laughs, a little meanly, hands on her jaw to keep her mouth open when she gets flustered. tells her she’s perfect before he leans back in, this time him open-mouthed too.
teaches her how to suck his cock, telling her to relax her throat, to hum even when her gag reflex gets triggered. soothes her right after, with his cum leaking out of her mouth, and her eyes all teary-eyed and nose all snotty. gives her sweet kisses, telling her she was perfect. his perfect little student, his sweet little girl.
finally, finally, he teaches her how to take his cock. lays her back atop the blankets, fingers her and eats her out until she orgasms at least four times, and she can barely take three of his fingers. but she is a good girl, and her dad loves her so much doesn’t he? he loves her, he does. laying his cock on top of her tummy too, seeing how the tip of his cock barely reaches the bottom of her ribcage. how will he fit inside her? he rubs his cock against her, her getting used to the size of him. he pushes inside of her. it hurts, and she arches up from the bed, reaching for her dad, and he kisses her to ease the ache, touching her clit so the pain becomes a pleasurable ache inside her. she takes him so well, so wonderfully. she even takes his cum so well, watching his cum leak out of her used cunt as he holds her legs open, staring down at her, then he pushes it back inside her. she gasps, coming for the eighth time. she’s so sensitive, his baby.
she touches his softening cock, him groaning, and he twitches at her touch. she admires the red ring around the base of his cock, knowing that it’s her who left that mark on him. she will be marked on him forever, marked by him forever too.
she pulls him down, into a sweet, syrupy, open-mouthed kiss. when she pulls back, their mouths and cheeks are completely wet, drool spilling from her mouth.
“thank you, daddy,” she says, like she says to him every single time since the first time he drove her home from when he returned back to work. he picked her up from the bar, mel giving him her number before they parted ways, and she texted him, drunk and so lonely, wanting for someone to take care of her, to pick her up. she was waiting for him, her daddy, who loves her completely.
“anything for my baby,” he responds back, all reverently before he pushes his fingers back inside her again, arching them up, and she clenches down around him once more. she can take another. he knows she can.
he taught her what’s best, and daddies know what’s best for their little girls, don’t they?
