Daddy's Princess

Red Dress

"I want you right now..." he whispered as he kisses my cheek while trying to unhook the halter that holds my dress up. 

I was already in his lap, dress pulled up to my waist on the front and the back drapes over his knees and my legs parted on his sides exposing my violently throbbing core on his hard bulge.

"Let's go home, daddy..." I whispered back, breathing heavily along with him while squeezing everything that my hands were able to get a hold of.

I really miss moments like this.

Even though I'm still unable to forgive myself for what I did, I'm so thankful that he took me back.

I learned that after he fetch me when I returned back to my father's home, he has already forgiven me but was still too upset to act like how things were. He knows it's hard to move on from loving someone so he understood why I did what I did. He just couldn't return how we were before that fast but he had always been tempted to hold me.

After he's able to undo the halter, he immediately pulled it down and lunches wet and warm kisses on my neck. His other hand slides on my back, caressing me softly while I felt his other hand softly grab my breasts massaging it gently.

"No... going home will take too long..." he then slid his hand from down to my thigh then up to my ass, squeezing it firmly.

"You mean, here?... but this is a public place."

"When I said now, it means now, princess."

"But, what if someone comes?" I questioned before letting out a soft moan as he sucked on my skin on the crook of my neck.

"No one's coming." He answered, whispering. He then lifted me and sat me on top of the wooden table in the middle of the gazebo.

"How would you know that?" I questioned again while I continuously breathe heavily.

He then pushes me gently down the table until I was laying on it. Suddenly, both his hand slip underneath my dress and was able to get a hold of my red laced underwear, pulling it off me and puts it in his pocket.

"I already arranged it." He smirked.

"So you're expecting this would happen?"

"After you've kissed me like that in front of everybody? Yes, I'm expecting this... that was a bold move, princess and it really turned me on." He said softly as he leaned down and peck my lips before his kisses move down to my neck once again.

"And baby, you look so hot in this dress. I just couldn't help but touch you. I was holding myself back and I thought I was doing a good job distracting myself... but then you have surprised me like that."

The word distraction he spoke of instantly reminded me of Irene. I knew she was the distraction and it pains me to think of what happened yesterday night.

"Irene... what happened yesterday?" I dared to ask, wrapping my legs around his torso as he adorned my chest with kisses.

"Don't worry about her, princess..." he muttered as his kisses go to one of my breasts, sucking on it so heavenly.

He avoided answering... it means they really did it.

But it kills me not to hear it from him. I have to know. Even if it'll hurt me, I need to confirm if they've done it again. After 2 years they were apart, they must have.

"Did daddy f**k her?"

He lifted himself slightly and looked at me as he breathes heavily.

He paused momentarily before answering, "I did..."

"Do you know that she loves you?" I asked, feeling my eyes get teary.

"I do."

I'm not in the position to get angry at him. I am also guilty of the same crime. I more worried now, because they've done it again after a long time of being apart from each other, and I don't want it to happen again.

I don't want them to rekindle the old flame they've already put out years before.

I don't wanna share my daddy with another.

"Are you mad at me?" He asked whispering and caressing my cheek at the same time.

"Can I be mad at you, daddy?"

Do I even have the right to be upset after everything that happened in just a couple of days?

"Yes... you can. I know how you felt when you said you thought of me when you were with him. I was so frustrated princess... I thought I could wait and calm down but I get so upset when I see you. Maybe, it's because of the fact that I couldn't hold you. And then, Irene was in front of me. Then I thought of you again. I was thinking of you all the time I was with her. I only have my eyes for you now, princess and my mind has been captivated by you. But I was upset. I'm sorry..."

I stared up at him as he explained, ending it with an apology.

I really have no right to be mad at him.

But I want to forget all that happen and return back to how we were before. However, I couldn't dare ask it without feeling guilty.

"Daddy... let's just go back to how we were before all this happened. I just want to be with you, please? Now and always? Just the two of us... Please, have me now and don't ever do it with another girl. Daddy's mine only..." I cried, earning soft chuckles from him.

"Of course baby... I'm yours. And I'll be loyal to you from now on... but I can't share you with someone else as well, so princess, you're mine okay?"

I nodded vehemently in response before I pulled him by the nape while lifting my head from the table to catch those lips. And when I did, I started kissing him as passionately as I could.

He responded as passionately as I and it slow and gentle. I tilted my head and opened my mouth, his tongue immediately explores in my mouth as we devour each other, now heating up what had been gentle.

His hand then traveled down, caressing my side down to my waist and finding its way to my wet folds and immediately inserting his finger, rubbing me gently in the beginning but eventually exerted bated pressure.

I moaned softly, accompanied by a series of gasps and heavy breaths while my mouth is hanging open, eyes screwed shut and squeezing both his firm arms.

I knew he's watching me as his finger continues to f**k me. I could feel his warm breath on my face and every intense pressure he pumps in me, I writhe upon the table but hold everything back as I tremble.

"You're overflowing, princess. What a lewd girl..." He whispers, lips touching my own lips. I slightly opened and saw him looking at my face, studying my expression.

"Daddy," I whimpered before biting lower lip to prevent myself from moaning out loud.

One finger already feels so good that after he added another and rubbed hardly on that particular area inside that makes me squirm, my back immediately arches, and my hips started moving gently.

My hands then immediately held the wrist where those heavenly fingers belong, holding them tightly as my hips start doing the work.

I could not stop myself from moving. No matter how desperate and pathetic I look right now, all I care about is that sensation between my legs that's so hot and wet and it feels so good I'm slowly going insane.

Everything that bothers me before suddenly does not exist and all that's left inside my brain is this feeling and eagerness to achieve the climax.

However, to my sudden disappointment, he pulls his fingers out just as I was about to c*m. But then, he reaches for his pants then starts unbuckling his belt. I quickly peeled my back from the table and help him.

My hand is quick enough to slip inside his underwear and grab his member which had me gasping. He's so alive and bigger than I had expected.

It felt incredible in my hand...

"Daddy..." I softly moaned, looking up in his eyes as I gently stroke him, anticipating it to enter me sooner.

The place was dimly lit but my sense of touch was sensitive enough to see him in my hand.

He then kisses me once again softly and gently.

"Daddy, please..." I pleaded between our kiss, squeezing a little tighter which immediately made him gasp.

He then held his own and I felt his tip on my entrance. I never felt so excited about anything my whole life. I've never wanted someone this bad either.

I realized all we did in the past, no matter how sensual it is, and because of the absence of the actual intercourse, he's slowly made me lust over s*x with him.

And it paid off so well today.

I nudge his backside using my legs while pulling him as well by the waist which earned a soft smirk on the side of his lips.

"Daddy, stop teasing me, please..." I pleaded again in a whisper.

"I'm sorry... I just love that desperate look on your face." He chuckled with a grin.

He then holds my waist as he pushes in me, making me shut my eyes and hiss in pleasure.

He's so damn huge.

I tightly hold on to his wait as I accept him. "Oh god..." I muttered before biting my lip as he buried himself deeper in me. I could feel him throbbing against my own throbbing walls that's stretching with his length.

"Baby, who were you f*****g again? god you're so tight." He chuckled before he groaned as he was fully inside me.

"Daddy, please move now." I pleaded, nudging his back once again.

"I love it when you're so eager..." he smirked.

He loves teasing while it's torture for me. I was about to whine when all of a sudden, he pulls slowly then thrusts in making me whimper out loud.

"Oh god..." I moaned before gasping, my head pressed against his chest while we both onto each other's waists tightly. The table creaked softly with his gentle thrust but it eventually gains momentum.

"I told you, call me daddy." He chuckled breathily as the pace goes fast. I feel my toes curl inside my shoes as the pleasure quickly builds up, sending delightful shivers all over my body.

"Daddy... feels so good..." I breathed heavily. My back arches and my mouth hangs open letting soft moans escape. He then slowly laid me down while I held onto him. His pace then goes slower but the depth of his thrust despite how slow he moves dive deeper in me.

I've never felt like this before. 

We had just started but I was already trembling by squeezing everything I am holding just so I can feel more and it was incredible. All my senses are concentrated between my legs and it's all I could think of.

But hearing him panting, even groaning in pleasure, somehow I want to hear more of it... More of him.

He continued f*****g me in an unsteady pace; going on fast which takes me so high before suddenly going slow and I love the way how he also trembles whenever he goes slow. I love how I could feel my insides pulsate when he goes slow but deep. And despite him reaching the deepest of me the nobody has delved, I clutch his backside, pushing him in me as if I can still push him deeper.

"I'm so close, daddy..." I whimpered, trying to hold it.

"Already, baby?" He breathed before leaning down, burying his face on my neck, kissing me.

"Yes..." I whimpered again, letting go of his and wraps my arms around him, grabbing the hair behind his head but also wrapped my legs on him as well. 

"Okay..." He panted but stated to pick up his pace that caught me off guard. His thrusts were hard and fast that I couldn't c*m at once. 

"You feel so good, princess..." He breathed heavily followed by a soft groan. 

I wanted to tell him how good he's making me feel, too. But I couldn't utter any as he pounded me so heavenly that I can't find the words to even describe it. Feeling good is far from how I'm feeling.

Suddenly, he slowed down but thrusts deep and he started groaning and grunting softly. And at that point, I was finally able to c*m, releasing the waves of pleasure all throughout my body that somehow rendered me weak.

We both were gasping as our grasp for each other suddenly loosened. But a smile crept on my lips feeling so satisfied and rewarded. I've never been f****d this good before and the pulsating feeling inside me continues to make me feel good before I felt the warmth dripping out of me. 

He then lifted his head from my neck and studied my face which made him smile. The look in his face was satisfied, but the words he the says was not, "I hope you know we're far from over," He then kisses my lips.

"I don't want you to stop either... it feels so good daddy." I huffed, moving my hand from his back to his side, trying to feel a bit of his skin as he's still fully clothed apart from his hard length that hammered my core vigorously.

It felt so amazing...

I was hooking the halter on my neck when I saw him staring at me. He then smiled before biting his lower lip then crosses his arms.

"What?" I asked chuckling, still seated by the edge of the table, legs crossed.

"I picked the perfect color and dress for you. You're absolutely stunning."

"I didn't wanna wear this..." I scoffed.

"Because she made it?"

"Yes..." I sighed.

"But I was definitely so enthralled by it. Though now that I think about it... it wasn't that red dress at all." He smiled. Even if he gave me a compliment, I still thought of Irene.

"If we're not engaged... would daddy prefer Irene?" I asked, getting off the table.

"No." He answered immediately.

"Why?" I walk towards him. He holds out his hand for me and I instinctively reach for it.

"She was just a substitute for the person I truly longed for. All of them are." He muttered. 

"Substitute?"

"Let's go back to the party... we need to end it so we could continue at home." He sniggers. My eyes bated up at him when I realized we're gonna make love again at home.

"You're gonna get punished for talking back." He stated before kissing my forehead.

"Okay." I perkily answered, already looking forward to it.

We then went on our way back through the stone path of the garden.

"Daddy, why do I always end up on the table?" I asked pouting as I remembered the first time he made me feel good.

"Because you're a fine dish for daddy, princess." He chuckled.