Big Daddy Wants Me

16: Josh.

I'm officially a finished man.

It takes every bit of willpower I can muster, but I manage to keep my hands off Anna for 48 hours.

We both come up with a list of demands to negotiate, plus I want her to take 48 hours to really think through whether she wants to go through with this or not.

The deal we eventually have comes to take a lot of negotiating.

My demands? I want Anna to quit Onlyfans and give up her budding, fledgling porn career. That is the toughest sell, especially when I learn how much cash she is generating. But having something she wants, (my c**k — never would have been able to predict that this is what parenting will come to), I am able to get her to really listen to me as I talk about the impact it can have on her future, and the impact it is having on her right now. I learn that Kiara's sister is doing it too, but without any of the nudity Anna is offering on her site, and that Anna feels she can no longer talk about it with Samantha, making her feel isolated from her friend, and — as I suggest to her — maybe even a little embarrassed about how far she is going.

Besides, I tell her in no uncertain terms, I have no interest in f*****g any little girl who is selling her p***y online.

To be honest, I think that's what really convinced her.

Next, I want her to stay visit Miami to see her mother, even if it's for a week. I'll be going with her to break things off with Valerie too. I figured I deserve a partner who includes me in her plans. There's no problem if she puts herself first, but I deserve to be included. Whether Annabelle is that sort of partner meant for me is too early to tell.

Her terms are difficult for me to agree to, but compromise is at the heart of negotiation. I agree that I would permit her to drink alcohol (although I clarify that I will not purchase it for her or her friends), and that she will no longer have a curfew, or have to tell me where she is going or how long she'll be out for.

Since I won't be able to control these aspects of her life if she eventually starts college, I am eventually able to talk myself around to agreeing.

We also split up the household chores, which I have previously been managing by myself. My reasoning is that if she moved out for college, she will have to do these things as well.

After we reach an agreement, we spend a full day cleaning up the mess we made during the week we hadn't spoken.

Watching her walk around the house in her little shorts, picking up the trash and laundry, and knowing what is coming next, it takes everything in me not to say f**k it to my 48 hour rule and just take her up against the wall.

But it is a big deal, what we are talking about, and I have to know that she wants it too — that I am not coercing her in any way.

Becoming Anna's dad isn't a decision I'd made lightly. I was blind with lust for Valerie at that stage and wanted to marry her just to lock down her p***y, but I knew that taking on the responsibility of a young daughter was a serious, life-long commitment. I promised myself I would do everything in my power to be a good father to Annabelle.

I had struggled with powerful self-loathing in the week after my date with Kiara, horrified and ashamed of the mockery I was making of fatherhood, but something had happened on the day Anna and I reconciled. When my little girl had curled up in my lap and started kissing my neck, I had understood that whatever was happening between us was never going to be denied.

Now, I just hope it can be a new, special way to share our love for each other.

Our date starts at 5:08 p.m. on a Tuesday afternoon — 48 hours to the minute after I established the waiting period.

I am lying back on my bed, waiting for Anna to knock, as we've arranged. My c**k is straining against my briefs already, even though I am trying not to think too much about what is coming up, not wanting to get ahead of myself. I haven't m*********d at all today, and I'm starting to think I made a mistake, even though I'd jerked off twice the day before. I am like a f*****g dog in heat waiting for my little girl to come to my room.

When she finally does knock, and I invite her in, she comes in wearing those little pyjamas that drive me crazy. They are just thin cotton with some kind of cutesy image on them — a rainbow of some type — but the shorts barely cover her ass cheeks and I can't keep my eyes off her big, full t**s swinging under the tank top.

"Hi, Daddy," she says with a shy smile, sitting beside me on the bed.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I ask. I have decided that I will ask her one final time, and then, if she says yes — no more. I will take control after that.

"Yes," she says, nodding. She looks so sweet. Her long, blonde hair hangs in a loose braid down her back; the tanned skin of her crossed legs emphasizes how taut and toned her thighs are.

That yes is all I need. That is the key. Those thighs, that p***y, those t**s, it will all be mine.

"Good girl," I say, curling my lip in a smile. "Give Big Daddy a kiss."

She bends over and kisses me with her sweet little rosebud mouth, and I thrust my tongue between her lips, wanting to taste her, pulling her towards me — aching for her.

"Get undressed."

She stands up and pulls off her shorts and tank top. Her naked body is a thing to behold. A toned, tight stomach, shapely legs, and my favourite part: her incredibly perfect breasts. They are so large for a girl her age, so round and full, and my c**k roars to life at the sight of her.

"You're going to do everything I tell you to do," I say.

"Okay," she answers, a nervous smile playing on her lips.

"When you answer me, I want you to say "Yes, Big Daddy." Do you understand?"

"Yes, Big Daddy."

I smile at her. "Good girl."

I pull off my briefs and take my c**k in my hands, stroking it lightly as I speak to her. "Have you ever sucked a c**k before?"

"Yes, Big Daddy."

My eyebrows shoot up. "What?"

She looks at me, surprised, and tries to suppress a giggle. Then — "Seriously?" she asks.

I pinch my eyebrows together, trying to refocus. That is a question for another time, then. "Okay, well, you're going to suck mine. Get on your knees in front of me."

"Like Kiara did?"

"Yes," I nod. "Like Kiara did, that time she sucked me off and you watched."

She benda forward and kisses the head of my c**k lightly and lovingly. I shudder and feel my c**k throb in response.

"Wrap your lips around it," I say, in a low, throaty voice, and she does. "Good girl."

As she lowers her mouth on the shaft of my c**k, I try to keep speaking, but all the while I stare at the picture below me in wonder. My hard c**k, my beautiful little girl with her soft head of blonde hair and her little mouth wrapped around it.

"That time Kiara was sucking my c**k," I continue, "I knew you were watching, I knew you were in there, and all I wanted was to see you — to look in your eyes as I came."

She makes an "Mmm" sound and sucks hard as she pulls back on my c**k, looking up at me with an unsure look to see if I like it.

I groan as she strokes me with her mouth. "That's so good, little girl. That's so good." I watch her head bob up and down as her soft, sweet mouth enfolds my d**k.

"Get up," I say, after a minute, on the verge of cumming. "You did a good job. Lay down on the bed."

She stand up, as instructed, and stretch out on the bed. I run my hand up her body in wonder. The flat plane of her stomach and then the full, soft weight of her breasts above are an unthinkably delicious combo.

"I'm going to f**k you soon," I tell her, "and I need to get your p***y ready for my c**k, because it's so big. I'm going to stretch you. Has anyone ever licked your p***y before?"

She shakes her head no and I sigh inwardly with relief. Well, at least there is that.

I spread her toned legs and position myself above her p***y. Her little p***y that I have watched on video. God, I crave the taste of that p***y. I want to bring her to orgasm and taste it as she cums.

I spread her lips and take a minute to just look at it. It is a beautiful sight, a young, virgin p***y. The last time I f****d a virgin I am pretty sure I hadn't taken any time to look at her p***y. I bend down to touch it reverentially, running the tip of my tongue softly over the tiny entrance of her hole and up over her c**t. She gasps at my touch, and I wonder how I would ever fit inside of her.

I run my tongue up over her c**t making circles around it and she cries out immediately, "Oh my God." I start sucking the c**t lightly, pulling it into my mouth, and within seconds she cums.

"Oh f**k," she cries, bucking her hips, and I feel her p***y quiver against me, feeling the sweet wetness that spread against my tongue.