Fantasy World

Daddy's Princess-2

--The next morning-- 

Jen felt the warm sun on her naked body, streaming in from the open tent flap. She slowly stretched awake and felt an empty space next to her. s**t! She thought to herself. She sat up quickly and reached for her shirt to cover up, her heart pounding out of chest. I screwed up everything! f**k! She managed to get her top on, wiggled into her shorts, crawled out of the tent and saw her dad sitting near the fire pit and drinking his coffee. She crept up behind him and softly said, "Good morning, Daddy."

"Um... Hi sweetheart," he said without turning around, "Give me a minute to get the food out and I'll cook some breakfast."

"It's ok... I can make it," Jen replied softly. She turned towards the food. With her back to him, she could still feel his eyes on her. She slowly bent down to pick up the frying pan and a couple eggs from the ice chest. The awkward silence stretched out as she went through the motions of making breakfast, both of them lost in their thoughts. Neither one was willing to broach the subject of what happened the night before, so they ate their meal in silence without meeting each other's gaze.

Afterwards, he blew out a gust of breath and said, "Well, we better get to packing our stuff up, Angel. It's going to be a long drive back home."

"Yes Daddy," she answered quietly and moved to clean up the campsite and help pack up their equipment.

Finally, as they were loading their things in the back of the car, she put her hand on his arm and said, "Daddy... about last night..."

"It's OK, Angel," he said, "We had a close call while we were diving yesterday and I know our emotions were running high. We got carried away. I'm not angry with you or anything. It was wonderful actually, but it can't happen again. You're my daughter and I love you but, that's not something we should be doing together." It made his heart ache to say that and to see the disappointment on his daughter's face, but he knew he had to be strong... for both of them.

Jen knew he was right, but her heart... and pussy... weren't happy with that answer. She simply nodded to him as she went to get the rest of their bags.

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The next week went by and after they returned home, they did their best to immerse themselves in their normal routine. Neither one of them was willing to reopen the conversation about what had happened on their camping trip. Jen went back to her school work and her Dad threw himself into his latest architecture project: a new bank tower that was being planned for Seattle.

On that Friday, almost a whole week from the last night of their camping trip, Jen was sitting on her bed listening to music. For the whole week she had tried her best to keep her father out of her mind but failed miserably. All she could think about was the love and warmth she felt from him and how amazing it had been when he made her a real woman. She had finally done what she fantasized about but has lost him in the process. She needed to talk to him about it. 

After laying in her bed for at least two hours doing nothing, she finally got up the courage to go to him. Though she knew he hated to be disturbed when he was working, she really needed to talk the situation out with him. She was wearing a baggy sweatshirt with her school's logo on it which doubled as a nightgown -- and not much else. She took her time coming down the stairs, heart racing faster and faster as she got closer to the study. She took a deep breath and, on the exhale, knocked twice on the door. A split second passed and she had already taken a couple steps back to the stairway, but then she heard his voice, the voice she has missed so dearly this past week. She stopped in her tracks and her heart melted. 

"Angel?" she heard through the door, "come on in."

Jen turned around and walked in. She stood by the door, just in case she had to run up to her room. She felt she couldn't make eye contact with him so she kept looking down at the floor. She slowly said, "Daddy... we need to talk...about our trip." She slowly raised her head to look at him and softly said, "I miss you."

He got up and had a seat on his couch. Patting the cushion next to him, he said, "Come and sit next to me and we'll talk."

She sat down next to him and leaned against his side while he put his arm around her shoulders. She looked at him with a weak smile. "Daddy... I just... I don't know where to start... but all I know is I can't lose you... Not over some stupid mistake I made... I shouldn't have told you about my feelings..."

He hugged her tighter, "You're not going to lose me, Jen. You're my little girl and I love you. It's just that what we did isn't something a father and daughter should be doing. I don't blame you, and I don't feel ashamed about it. Our emotions were running high and it just happened. To tell the honest truth, I liked it -- and that scares me. I don't want to lose what we have. I love being your daddy and I'm not sure how that would be changed if we continued on that path."

She looked up at him with her big brown eyes. She felt her heart skip a beat when she heard him say he liked it. "Really Daddy? You liked being with me?"

He didn't know how to tell her he didn't just like it, he f*****g loved it. It felt right being inside of her. It felt as though she was made for him. Instead of saying that, he simply replied with, "Yes. Very much so."

Jen felt herself get excited by this new revelation. She hadn't been sure if the awkwardness was from him not liking it and not wanting to hurt her feelings but now, she knew he really did want her. Now, I just have to convince him. She kept eye contact with him as she licked her lips slowly, then lowered her eyes to his lips and smiled. She slowly leaned in but didn't want to push it. She waited to read his reaction. 

"Angel..." he said hesitantly "you really shouldn't tempt me like this. It's hard enough as it is."

She got a little closer to his face and saw him look down at her lips. She whispered softly as she placed her hand on his leg, "Tempt you like this?" 

He cleared his throat and said, "Yes, like that." He didn't pull away though, nor did he remove her hand from his leg. His blue eyes remained locked on her brown ones.

She noticed he didn't move away. She could feel his breathing getting laboured. She smiled to herself. She let out a sigh and whispered, "Daddy..." just a couple inches from his face.

"Ummm... Yes Angel?" he softly replied.

Barely audibly, she said, "Kiss me... Please?"

His hand came up slowly to cup her chin, and with a sigh, he pressed his lips to hers -- softly at first and then with mounting passion. All of the pent-up emotion from the last week seeking release, he slipped his hand behind her head, tangled it in her hair, and kissed her hard.

She gasped as he did that. She thought he would need more convincing. Without stopping the kiss, she straddled him, and let out a moan as she felt his hands run up and down her back.

"Oh my God, Jen," he moaned into her mouth, "I want you. It may be wrong, but I can't help it. I want you."

She pulled back and locked eyes with him. She saw the truth in his eyes but also could see the conflict going on in his head. She needed him to know she wanted this just as much as he did. "Daddy. I want you too. Please take me for your own. Make me yours. Please Daddy." Her heart began racing, and she looked him in the eyes as she pulled her sweater over her head revealing her naked body underneath. "All of this is yours... if you want it."

He let his eyes travel down the length of her naked torso. "I do want it Angel. I want it all. It's all I've thought about since last weekend." His hands reached out to cup her breasts, her n*****s hardening against his palms. He closed his eyes and pressed his lips to hers once more, giving up the struggle and abandoning himself to his passion.

She moaned into his mouth as she felt his hands touch her naked body. She felt him relax and give into his desire. She knew this was a major hurdle for him to overcome and didn't want to make him uncomfortable so she let him take the lead. Plus, she had always dreamed of having a Dominant man as her lover. Maybe he would notice her giving him control.

His hands slid down her back to cup her ass and she responded by humping herself on his lap. The fire of arousal was burning bright in both of them and needed a release. Standing up, he reached for the buttons of his shirt.

"Let me do that Daddy," Jen said huskily as she took over for him. As she undid each button, she kissed the skin revealed underneath until, on reaching the last button she pushed it off his shoulders and pressed her naked body against his chest, her lips brushing his ear as she said, "I love you Daddy."

He grabbed her ass once more and ground his pelvis into hers, growling into her ear as he did so. "I need you Jen. I want to be back inside you."

Just the mere thought of him inside of her made her quiver. She smiled at him and innocently said, "Which hole would you like to start with Daddy?" 

"Well before that, there is something we didn't do our first night." He switched positions with her and pushed on her shoulder to get her to sit down. 

Jen had replayed that night many times in her head but hadn't thought they forgotten something. But then she saw him get on his knees between her legs. She let out a soft moan and whispered, "Daddy..."

He lifted her legs and placed one on each shoulder. Even with being inches away from it, he could smell her arousal. She was ready for him. He had waited to taste his little girl and now was his chance. He leaned in and kissed her from her belly button to the top of the swollen clit peeking through her lips.

Looking down and seeing him between her legs, she thought to herself, Oh, this is all I have ever wanted! She let out a low moan when she felt the tip of his tongue lick her clit. 

He'd fantasized about this, and he planned on taking his time with her. He let out a groan when his tongue touched her clit, then twirled around it. He loved hearing her whimper in response. 

She leaned her head back and simply let herself be pleasured by the man she loved most in the world. Her hands went to her chest and started to massage her t**s but soon she felt his hands crawl up her toned stomach and replace hers, teasing and pulling on her n*****s. Meanwhile, his tongue continued to work between her inner lips and her clit. 

Feeling his hands on her was melting her insides. This is what she fantasized about... at least in part, though she still wanted more... roughness. She didn't want to scare him or push him away, however, so she decided to give him subtle suggestions. She moaned, "Daddy...it's OK to be rougher with my t**s. Please. I like them pulled and twisted. Please Daddy."

He smiled to himself. He too liked it rough. In his fantasies, he'd always wanted a submissive partner who would do whatever he wished. Unfortunately, his wife hadn't been into that. She did humour him once in a while because she knew he liked it, but wasn't really into it herself. She'd been pretty conventional in her desires. Could his daughter be a submissive? Don't get ahead of yourself, he thought, she could just like rough s*x, that doesn't mean she wants to be a sub. He would take his time and see where this led. For now, he was just going to fulfil her request and get rougher with her.

She moaned louder when she felt his fingers grip her n*****s and pull. "Oh yes Daddy. I love that," she said. She desperately wanted to reveal her submissive side, but continued taking it slow. She'd heard some of the play he and her mother had had, and she knew it was because her Daddy had liked it. She recalled the day when her laptop had crashed, and she went into his study to use his computer. She was signing into her sss when she saw he was logged into his. Being the curious girl, she was, she read through some of it. Though most of it was boring work-related stuff, there were a few that piqued her interest, some of his emails from b**m forum posts he'd done and correspondence with some people "in the lifestyle". She had eagerly tracked down the site, registered on the forum herself, and soon found that there were others who shared her desires. She knew that she truly wanted to be a submissive. Also, from following her Dad's posts, she knew he wanted a submissive partner but her mother didn't want to be one. She, however, did, and being her Daddy's submissive baby was all she fantasized about from then on.

He sucked her clit hard and slipped two fingers into her wet canal. Even as wet as she was, they barely fit. She still had the tight virginal cunt that he'd f****d last weekend. 

She'd had past boyfriends' finger her before but none of them compared to her Daddy's fingers. She felt as though she was being stretched open again for the first time. She felt her orgasm build up. If he kept going, she was definitely going to c*m on his face. She moaned out, "Dadddddy....Oh fuck.... Daddy you're going to make me cum.... Daddddy...Yes keep going...Mmmm."

"No cumming yet, Angel. I'll tell you when," he growled.

Hearing him say he had control over when she was going to c*m sent shivers down her spine straight to her clit. Oh, f**k yes! He is Domming me! But hearing him say that only spurred on her orgasm. She wouldn't be able to hold back any more if he didn't stop right then. "f**k Daddy! Yes Daddy! Daddy I can't hold it. I am going to c*m Daddy. Please let me! Fuck."

"No!" he told her again, as he pulled his fingers out of her "Not yet." Reaching down, he undid his pants and let them fall to his knees, his c**k springing out fully erect. Lining up the head with her opening, he shoved it inside her, all in one smooth thrust. "Now you can c*m," he told her. "Right... fucking... now."

Jen let out a gasp as she felt him ram deep inside of her. She couldn't hold it back anymore, especially after he exercised his control over her orgasm. "f**k DADDDDDDDDY!" She cried out as her p***y tightened around the thick c**k inside of her. She squirted hot fluid from her p***y and coated him, all the while. panting hard. After catching her breath, she managed to slowly say, "That...was....intense..." But she realized he hadn't slid out of her.

"Oh, we're not done yet little girl, not by a long shot," he said with fire in his eyes, "Your Daddy still needs to cum." As he said that, he started f*****g her, slowly at first, but soon increasing the pace.

Jen could feel another orgasm coming on the faster he f****d her. His hands were still playing with her hard n*****s and she threw her head back and moaned louder as he tugged on them. Though she just c*m hard, she knew of a way to make herself c*m even harder. Something in both of her holes really turned her on. Her hand slipped down between her legs. 

Looking down, he noticed her hands sliding between his c**k and the sofa. He was not sure what she was up to so he decided to just watch her. 

Jen's index finger found its way to her tight ass hole and she bit her lip as she pushed it inside. As she wiggled it around, she could feel his hard c**k inside of her p***y. That really turned her on and she let out a moan as she pushed in deeper. 

His eyes were mesmerized by her finger f*****g her own ass. It was something he always wanted to do but his wife would never let him even touch hers. His c**k jumped inside of her. He wanted to be in there. 

She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of being over stimulated. This was exactly what she needed to c*m hard for him, but suddenly she felt his hand grab hers and his c**k slide out of her. She whimpered to the feeling of being empty, but that only lasted a for a brief second. 

He took her hand from her ass and put it on her clit. "Rub," he ordered her sternly.

She did as instructed but missed the feeling of his c**k in her. 

He took his index finger and pushed it in her tight ass and she exhaled sharply, 

"Ohh f**k Yes....Dadddy.... please give me more."

Once he felt her ass relax, he added his middle finger, moving them in a clockwise motion then counter clockwise, working to open her up. 

She rubbed her clit faster trying to get close to c*m again. 

He noticed what she was doing and sternly looked at her and said, "No Jennifer. Rub slowly. You may not c*m until my c**k is buried in your ass."

She looked at him with wide eyes. "You want your cock... in my ass?!"

He grinned at her and said, "Yes. Don't you want your Daddy's c**k in there?"

She nodded quickly. "Yes Daddy. Very much so! It is my fantasy, Daddy." She looked down shyly, "I have a very dirty mind, Daddy. I hope that's OK?"

He put his hand under her chin and made her look at him. He said, "I love your dirty mind... and I love you," and leaned down to plant a soft kiss on her lips.

He slipped his fingers out and placed his c**k' s head at the entrance and pushed it in slowly. 

She let out a gasp as his c**k entered her. She always wanted to be f****d in the ass but hadn't expected it to happen tonight. It hurt, but it was a good hurt, a sexy hurt and it turned her on powerfully.

He growled as he felt her tight ass wrapped around his c**k. He had always wanted this but he would have never thought it would be his own daughter letting him into her most taboo places... but, then again, this whole situation was taboo. In no time, he was fully in her and he left it in there without moving waiting for her to grow accustomed to it. 

Jen's head was thrown back and eyes closed and all she could do was moan. She couldn't even focus on her hand on her clit. She was just enjoying the mind-blowing pleasure of a c**k in her ass. 

He noticed she had stopped rubbing her clit and said, "Little girl, I gave you instructions, didn't I? I don't remember telling you to stop rubbing that clit."

She let out a moan saying yes. 

"Then why is your hand not moving? I want you riding the edge of orgasm, ready to c*m at my word, Angel."

Oh, I love when he acts like my Dom! She thought as her hands begin to rub her clit hard and fast. Her head started to thrash side to side.

"Daddddy...Dadddy....I can't hold it, Daddy," she moaned out.

"Never say 'I can't' Jennifer. Understood?" He said sternly.

"Yes....Daddddy.... But I need to c*m Daddy. Please Daddy," she began to beg him.

"Convince me little girl. Why should I let you c*m?" He said chuckling to himself. He saw she was struggling to put words together, but because he enjoyed the sight of her begging him, he decided to make it even harder. He began to thrust in and out of her ass. f**k! She is tight! he thought to himself, I'm not gonna last long either.

She began to pant. "Daddy...Daddy... Please.... let me cum... I need to cum... oh fuck... Dadddddy!"

"That's not really convincing me, little girl." God, she better hurry up! I can't hold it back anymore.

"If I c*m Daddy, my ass will tighten even more around your c**k, then you will c*m too! Ohhhhhhhhh...Daddddddddddy! PLEASE! I beg you! I can't... Daddy I am going to cum."

He increased his pace and felt his orgasm taking over his body. "c*m for me., Angel. c*m with me!" 

Jen almost shrieked as her orgasm consumed her body. Her orgasm was like being caught in an avalanche; waves of bliss shivered through her body burying her in sensation. Her muscles locked down hard, especially around the hard intruder in her ass. When she felt his c**k, shoot jets of warm c*m into her tight ass, unbelievably, she came even harder.

"Dadddddy.... Yes....Oh.... f**k!"

"f**k Jen... f**k!" He groaned out, his c**k locked in place by her clenching sphincter. He came so hard he saw stars.

Once they both settled down, he slid out slowly. As his softened member oozed out, she shivered to the feeling of his c*m sliding down the crack of her ass.

She managed to groan out, "Thank you Daddy....Thank you Daddy."

"You are welcome, Angel," he said as he sat down next to her on the sofa. He put his hands around her shoulders, pulled her close, and kissed the top of her head.

"I love you, Daddy."

"I love you too, my precious little girl."

"Daddy...?" she said as her eyes started to close and she began to drift off.

"Yes, Angel?"

"Can we go to our bed?"

He didn't answer right away. She just said 'our bed.' He smiled to himself. Ever since his wife had died, he'd missed having someone sharing his bed. "Yes, Angel. It can be our bed from now on."

He scooped her up and carried her up the stairs to his room where he gently placed her on his, now their, bed. Looking down at her naked body as she lay curled up on her side, he felt his heart swell with love. Though she couldn't hear him, he still said aloud, "You are so beautiful Jennifer." He slipped into bed and positioned himself behind her, his arms wrapped around her smooth naked body, "I love you, little girl."

She whispered, "I love you too Daddy.... Don't let me go Daddy," and pushed her body closer to his. 

"Never. You're my precious Angel."

She said in a barely audible whisper, "Yours."