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When we got home from lunch and shopping, I called Shawna to see how she was doing. When she picked up I said, “How’s my little girl doing?” regretting it as soon as it left my lips. I knew Stephanie heard me and I didn’t want her to think…
“Hi, Daddy,” she said cheerfully, “How are you this afternoon? I had a great time last night. I’ve never had an or….der of, of, uh, seafood like that ever before, Daddy,” she said, trying to recover from almost saying “Daddy” and “orgasm” in practically the same sentence in front of a customer.
Smiling to myself at her predicament, I said, “So, how’s your little fartbox today, Sweetie? I wanted to make sure you were okay today. So you had a good time last night, Princess? And you’ve never had orgasms as good as you had with us last night, eh? Well, we enjoyed bringing you into our inner sanctum, so to speak. And Stephanie says to tell you she had a fantastic time, all day and all night.”
“Mmm, thank you, Daddy. And tell Stephanie I was overwhelmed from yesterday, too. I adore her, Daddy.”
“By the way, Sweetie, could you be a sweetheart and sign Stephie up to go to the salon for a waxing on Friday with you, as well?”
“Sure, Daddy, no problem, consider it done. Is she allowed to party?”
“I’ll take care of what she can and will do. Would you like the same, my dear?”
“Uh, OK, Daddy, I’ve gotta go now. I love you, bye- bye,” and she hung up the phone.
I started a slow boil and quickly got a grip. She doesn’t know any better, yet. She will, soon. My cock twitched at the thought.
“Stephie, are you done making the bed yet? We need to talk.”
She came to my study and assumed the standing position. “Relax, Sweetie, have a seat,” I said as I motioned to the leather couch.
“It seems as though little miss Shawna has taken a shine to us, Princess. What do we do about that? Do you think she’s worthy of being a slave sister to you?” I said as I got up out of my chair and started to pace, thinking.
“I don’t know, Daddy. She had a really good time with us last night,” Stephanie said, trying to go along, but I could tell her heart was not in it.
“You know, why is either of us worrying? We have a long way to go to get to know Shawna even better. We’ll just have to test her 'Daddy' limits a bit, eh Sweetie?” I said doing that disgusting quote thing with my fingers to try and be funny.
Stephie didn’t laugh. But she agreed with Daddy’s logic and took on a more “wait and see” attitude about the whole thing.
I asked her what she was planning for dinner. “I don’t know Daddy; I didn’t have a chance to go to the store today…yet. What would you like me to fix, Daddy?”
“Hmm, let me think a minute,” as I reached down and grabbed Stephie by the hair and hauled her up to my dick. I stuck my cock in her mouth and told her, “Don’t miss a drop, piss girl,” and let my water go. I stood thinking about dinner, or at least pretended to anyway. I stood and enjoyed the convenience my piss girl affords me, among other things.
I was truly contemplating what I might like for dinner as I relieved myself. I began to say that I would like a filet mignon and a nice salad for dinner, and I was interrupted by my hard cock being throated suddenly. I practically had to smack the cunt off my dick. “What the fuck are you doing, cunt? I just wanted to use your mouth to piss in. Did I say anything about swallowing my cock? No! Did you hear what I wanted for dinner?”
“Not exactly, Sir.”
“DAMN IT, STEPHANIE!” I said in rage and then calmed myself. “Sit down, Sweetie. I think we need to talk.”
I joined my little girl on the couch. I had momentarily contemplated a good thrashing in the playroom, but we needed to talk this out. I put my arm around Stephanie and pulled her close. She put her head on my chest and I kissed her on top of her head. ”You know, Sweetie, I really don’t like the fact that you can’t get your head around any thoughts of Shawna getting too close to me. I thought of taking you in the other room to punish these thoughts out of your head. But I think we need to reach an understanding, okay?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she said sheepishly.
“You are, first and foremost, my baby girl. I have yet to share you with friends or strangers, but that may happen very soon. That’s my choice to make. Our understanding is that I say and you do as I say, right?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“I will not be jealous when that happens because I know that you belong to me not only in your mind, but especially in your heart. None of this would be possible without that very fact. If I choose to indulge myself with someone else, it doesn’t mean that I think any less of you. That won’t ever change. You’re my wonderful little girl. But, as in any family, there can be more than one child. I was not looking for another, but now Shawna has come on the scene. We had fun with her and I look forward to us having more fun times with her. I really want her to be a friend for you, Sweetie. More than I want another girl for myself. I don’t really see her as ever becoming part of our household, but when she is around I don’t want the green monster to rear its ugly head. Do you think we can get there, Baby?”
“I’m trying, Daddy. But I don’t want to lose you or what we have together.” At this point she sounded as though she was on the verge of tears.
I eased her back slightly so I could look into her eyes. She was beginning to well up. My heart was melting. Most of us guys can’t handle tears and I was no exception. I took her face in my hands and fought back my emotions. I said, “Sweetie, I’m not going anywhere and neither are you. No one can replace you, nor am I looking for another little girl to live here. I love you and you’re my little girl. That’s not going to change. What we have is very different from most relationships, it’s very unique. I guarantee it will change as we grow. Together. I will eventually share you with others and I know that you will like it. You are a slut, but you are my slut, always. Do you understand?”
Sniff, “Yes, Daddy.”
Still holding her face, I leaned down and kissed her tenderly. She clambered into my lap and I hugged her to me. I could feel her crying silently. She was crying from happiness, though. I just held her tightly and told her, “I love you, Princess.”
“I love you, too, Daddy. So much.”
“I know you do, Sweetie. I know. Would you like to suck Daddy’s cock?”
“Uh huh.”
“What did you say?” I said kind of sternly.
“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry, Daddy.”
“Over my knee, now!” I barked.
She got up and practically threw herself on my lap. God, what a cute little bottom she has. I was already starting to stir down there.
“Count,” I said. I smacked her hard.
“One,” she said.
“What else do you have to say?”
“Thank you, Daddy.”
I then began a slow but steady rhythm on her backside while she counted and thanked me for each and every smack. I stopped when she counted twenty and thanked me. I rubbed her bottom for a moment and then checked her slutty, little cunt. Soaked. Just as I knew it would be. I could smell her sex now that I had broken the seal. Lovely, heady.
“Suck Daddy now, Princess,” I ordered.
She scrambled to her knees and took my turgid rod into her wet, steamy mouth. After getting it soaked, she took me deep. Her nose pressed against my pelvis as she tried to lick my balls. She slid back up and popped the head out of her mouth with a copious amount of saliva stringing between her mouth and my cock. She slurped it up and went down again and started pumping me while trying to suck my brains out through my dick. I wasn’t going to last very long at this rate. I didn’t care. I wrapped her hair around my fist and held her head while I began thrusting into her throat. I was rapidly approaching liftoff. I slammed into her throat and she gagged. I pulled out to let her recover, but her gag had pushed me over the edge and I blew my first shot into her right eye. I shoved my cock back in her mouth and emptied the rest of my load into her sucking mouth. She greedily swallowed my load.
She cleaned me and then looked up at me with one eye and said, “Thank you, Daddy. That was great.” She then proceeded to wipe the cum out of her closed eye and suck it off her fingers. What a great little slut I have.
I helped her to her feet and guided her to the couch. I slipped down and got between her silky legs and pushed up and apart. I kissed my way down one of her smooth thighs and teased her clit with a quick lick. She sharply sucked in a breath with a hiss through her teeth. I pulled back and began kissing my way slowly down her other satin thigh. Then another quick flick of the tongue on her clit. She moaned and I backed up to take in the beauty of her female flower that was blossoming before me, glistening with her womanly fluids. Her scent was truly intoxicating as I inhaled her sex long and slow.
I looked up into her dreamy eyes and said, “I love every bit of you, Stephanie. You just ooze sex and womanhood. You are the essence of sexuality. And I love that I own you, mind and body, heart and soul. And you own me, too, whether you know it or not. You are so beautiful, through and through.”
I covered her mouth with mine and we kissed deeply, lovingly. And then it became passionate, almost frantic. I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed myself away quickly. I then dove for one of her tiny breasts and sucked it in almost violently. I tongued her nipple roughly while still sucking hard, starting to sink my teeth, almost agonizingly slowly, into her engorged nipple until Stephanie jerked her head back into the sofa while suddenly sucking as much air as she could as she gasped at me biting into her. I sucked hard again on her nipple to get more blood to the immediate area to enhance the pain even more. Her response was a guttural exhale at the very bottom of her vocal range, almost animalistic. I could see and feel her body undulate as the electricity passed from her nipple to her almost oozing cunt.
I repeated the process on her other tit and received increasingly more vocal responses. After her second, more violent reaction I released her and pulled back again.
I hungrily ate up the sight of her; so petite yet so beautiful. From her angelic face, long, flowing blond hair to her cute little, painted toes. I then leaned in and start kissing her between her breasts, downward in a straight line. I couldn’t wait any longer to taste her heady nectar. I kissed my way down to her clit and kept going south, kissing every fraction of an inch down her pouting lips as I pushed her legs higher so I could finish with a fat kiss on her perfect little anal rosebud.
I ran a flat tongue from her asshole up over her clit, inhaling the whole way. I repeated this a half dozen times. Stephanie was digging her fingers into the leather of the couch cushions as she clutched at the front edges. I then covered her sweet lips and sucked and drove my tongue as deep as possible into her soft folds to extract every bit of her divine cunt juice as I could. I kept sucking and licking heavily on her sopping gash while brushing her clit occasionally with my nose.
Stephanie reached around her legs and grabbed the back of my head uncharacteristically and pulled me into her womanhood, making herself wide open to me. I eased down and began licking her sweet pucker. I worked her tight balloon knot furiously and began to push my tongue into her little turd cutter. I was relentless until she started to relax her sphincter and allow me access to more and more of her silky asshole. Stephie was uttering all manner of pornographic diatribe as I invaded her ass with my tongue. I was able to suck her cunt juices as they flowed down from her pussy.
I worked my way up from her ass sucking every inch of her womanhood on my way to her purposely neglected clit. I sucked it in with a fervor fueled by my lust for her liquid gifts. I furiously flicked her long hardened nub as I sucked it as if I were a babe at the nipple. Stephanie grabbed a double handful of my hair and burst into a violent orgasm while screaming about some god. I continued my assault as I shoved my two middle fingers into her folds and went for her G spot as I began to give her clit little bites while I sucked it.
“Oh god, Daddy!” she screamed and she began to squirt for the first time I had witnessed. Her juices were hitting my hand and flying everywhere. I was dripping pre-cum from my now raging hard cock.
I raised up and took hold of my granite-like cock and shoved it roughly into her sloppy wet cunt. She screamed as I pushed myself to the hilt in her tight little hole making sexy squishing noises as I did. I pounded her feverishly until I jammed my cock all the way into her wanton cunt and blew my nut deep inside her. I collapsed breathlessly on top of her as she regained her breath after her simultaneous orgasm had ripped through her. Our copious love juices were already oozing from her well used gash. We lay together, our sweating bodies still trying to regain normal breathing. I was shrinking rapidly after cumming twice in short succession.
I peeled myself from Stephie. She quickly got to my cock to clean me up.
“That’s a good little slut,” I said. “Let’s hop in the pool when you’re done there.”
She pulled off of my cock with a pop. “Oh, Daddy, that was absolutely terrific. I’ve never squirted before.”
“I know, Sweetheart. That was amazing. Please clean your mess off the floor before heading to the pool.” We hugged and I proceeded out to the pool. I was spent. I dove in and climbed up on a floating chaise to recover.
Stephie came out and found me half asleep, floating about. I came to when she hit the water. At least she didn’t splash me. I didn’t have the energy to punish her if she had.
I asked her, “So, how do you feel about the Shawna situation now that we talked, Sweetie?”
“I think I’ll be okay with it, Daddy. Thank you for helping me to understand how you feel about me. And I’m sorry for being so jealous.”
“I was going to have her over again tonight, but I think we’ll wait until after your appointments tomorrow. Why don’t you call and ask her to dinner after your salon appointments.”
“Okay, Daddy,” she said in a refreshingly bubbly tone.
Stephie climbed up on the other chaise and we floated together holding hands. I started to drift off again as I contemplated tomorrow’s activities for Stephie; starting with her getting her new tat filled in and then her waxing appointment…
When we got home from lunch and shopping, I called Shawna to see how she was doing. When she picked up I said, “How’s my little girl doing?” regretting it as soon as it left my lips. I knew Stephanie heard me and I didn’t want her to think…
“Hi, Daddy,” she said cheerfully, “How are you this afternoon? I had a great time last night. I’ve never had an or….der of, of, uh, seafood like that ever before, Daddy,” she said, trying to recover from almost saying “Daddy” and “orgasm” in practically the same sentence in front of a customer.
Smiling to myself at her predicament, I said, “So, how’s your little fartbox today, Sweetie? I wanted to make sure you were okay today. So you had a good time last night, Princess? And you’ve never had orgasms as good as you had with us last night, eh? Well, we enjoyed bringing you into our inner sanctum, so to speak. And Stephanie says to tell you she had a fantastic time, all day and all night.”
“Mmm, thank you, Daddy. And tell Stephanie I was overwhelmed from yesterday, too. I adore her, Daddy.”
“By the way, Sweetie, could you be a sweetheart and sign Stephie up to go to the salon for a waxing on Friday with you, as well?”
“Sure, Daddy, no problem, consider it done. Is she allowed to party?”
“I’ll take care of what she can and will do. Would you like the same, my dear?”
“Uh, OK, Daddy, I’ve gotta go now. I love you, bye- bye,” and she hung up the phone.
I started a slow boil and quickly got a grip. She doesn’t know any better, yet. She will, soon. My cock twitched at the thought.
“Stephie, are you done making the bed yet? We need to talk.”
She came to my study and assumed the standing position. “Relax, Sweetie, have a seat,” I said as I motioned to the leather couch.
“It seems as though little miss Shawna has taken a shine to us, Princess. What do we do about that? Do you think she’s worthy of being a slave sister to you?” I said as I got up out of my chair and started to pace, thinking.
“I don’t know, Daddy. She had a really good time with us last night,” Stephanie said, trying to go along, but I could tell her heart was not in it.
“You know, why is either of us worrying? We have a long way to go to get to know Shawna even better. We’ll just have to test her 'Daddy' limits a bit, eh Sweetie?” I said doing that disgusting quote thing with my fingers to try and be funny.
Stephie didn’t laugh. But she agreed with Daddy’s logic and took on a more “wait and see” attitude about the whole thing.
I asked her what she was planning for dinner. “I don’t know Daddy; I didn’t have a chance to go to the store today…yet. What would you like me to fix, Daddy?”
“Hmm, let me think a minute,” as I reached down and grabbed Stephie by the hair and hauled her up to my dick. I stuck my cock in her mouth and told her, “Don’t miss a drop, piss girl,” and let my water go. I stood thinking about dinner, or at least pretended to anyway. I stood and enjoyed the convenience my piss girl affords me, among other things.
I was truly contemplating what I might like for dinner as I relieved myself. I began to say that I would like a filet mignon and a nice salad for dinner, and I was interrupted by my hard cock being throated suddenly. I practically had to smack the cunt off my dick. “What the fuck are you doing, cunt? I just wanted to use your mouth to piss in. Did I say anything about swallowing my cock? No! Did you hear what I wanted for dinner?”
“Not exactly, Sir.”
“DAMN IT, STEPHANIE!” I said in rage and then calmed myself. “Sit down, Sweetie. I think we need to talk.”
I joined my little girl on the couch. I had momentarily contemplated a good thrashing in the playroom, but we needed to talk this out. I put my arm around Stephanie and pulled her close. She put her head on my chest and I kissed her on top of her head. ”You know, Sweetie, I really don’t like the fact that you can’t get your head around any thoughts of Shawna getting too close to me. I thought of taking you in the other room to punish these thoughts out of your head. But I think we need to reach an understanding, okay?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she said sheepishly.
“You are, first and foremost, my baby girl. I have yet to share you with friends or strangers, but that may happen very soon. That’s my choice to make. Our understanding is that I say and you do as I say, right?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“I will not be jealous when that happens because I know that you belong to me not only in your mind, but especially in your heart. None of this would be possible without that very fact. If I choose to indulge myself with someone else, it doesn’t mean that I think any less of you. That won’t ever change. You’re my wonderful little girl. But, as in any family, there can be more than one child. I was not looking for another, but now Shawna has come on the scene. We had fun with her and I look forward to us having more fun times with her. I really want her to be a friend for you, Sweetie. More than I want another girl for myself. I don’t really see her as ever becoming part of our household, but when she is around I don’t want the green monster to rear its ugly head. Do you think we can get there, Baby?”
“I’m trying, Daddy. But I don’t want to lose you or what we have together.” At this point she sounded as though she was on the verge of tears.
I eased her back slightly so I could look into her eyes. She was beginning to well up. My heart was melting. Most of us guys can’t handle tears and I was no exception. I took her face in my hands and fought back my emotions. I said, “Sweetie, I’m not going anywhere and neither are you. No one can replace you, nor am I looking for another little girl to live here. I love you and you’re my little girl. That’s not going to change. What we have is very different from most relationships, it’s very unique. I guarantee it will change as we grow. Together. I will eventually share you with others and I know that you will like it. You are a slut, but you are my slut, always. Do you understand?”
Sniff, “Yes, Daddy.”
Still holding her face, I leaned down and kissed her tenderly. She clambered into my lap and I hugged her to me. I could feel her crying silently. She was crying from happiness, though. I just held her tightly and told her, “I love you, Princess.”
“I love you, too, Daddy. So much.”
“I know you do, Sweetie. I know. Would you like to suck Daddy’s cock?”
“Uh huh.”
“What did you say?” I said kind of sternly.
“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry, Daddy.”
“Over my knee, now!” I barked.
She got up and practically threw herself on my lap. God, what a cute little bottom she has. I was already starting to stir down there.
“Count,” I said. I smacked her hard.
“One,” she said.
“What else do you have to say?”
“Thank you, Daddy.”
I then began a slow but steady rhythm on her backside while she counted and thanked me for each and every smack. I stopped when she counted twenty and thanked me. I rubbed her bottom for a moment and then checked her slutty, little cunt. Soaked. Just as I knew it would be. I could smell her sex now that I had broken the seal. Lovely, heady.
“Suck Daddy now, Princess,” I ordered.
She scrambled to her knees and took my turgid rod into her wet, steamy mouth. After getting it soaked, she took me deep. Her nose pressed against my pelvis as she tried to lick my balls. She slid back up and popped the head out of her mouth with a copious amount of saliva stringing between her mouth and my cock. She slurped it up and went down again and started pumping me while trying to suck my brains out through my dick. I wasn’t going to last very long at this rate. I didn’t care. I wrapped her hair around my fist and held her head while I began thrusting into her throat. I was rapidly approaching liftoff. I slammed into her throat and she gagged. I pulled out to let her recover, but her gag had pushed me over the edge and I blew my first shot into her right eye. I shoved my cock back in her mouth and emptied the rest of my load into her sucking mouth. She greedily swallowed my load.
She cleaned me and then looked up at me with one eye and said, “Thank you, Daddy. That was great.” She then proceeded to wipe the cum out of her closed eye and suck it off her fingers. What a great little slut I have.
I helped her to her feet and guided her to the couch. I slipped down and got between her silky legs and pushed up and apart. I kissed my way down one of her smooth thighs and teased her clit with a quick lick. She sharply sucked in a breath with a hiss through her teeth. I pulled back and began kissing my way slowly down her other satin thigh. Then another quick flick of the tongue on her clit. She moaned and I backed up to take in the beauty of her female flower that was blossoming before me, glistening with her womanly fluids. Her scent was truly intoxicating as I inhaled her sex long and slow.
I looked up into her dreamy eyes and said, “I love every bit of you, Stephanie. You just ooze sex and womanhood. You are the essence of sexuality. And I love that I own you, mind and body, heart and soul. And you own me, too, whether you know it or not. You are so beautiful, through and through.”
I covered her mouth with mine and we kissed deeply, lovingly. And then it became passionate, almost frantic. I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed myself away quickly. I then dove for one of her tiny breasts and sucked it in almost violently. I tongued her nipple roughly while still sucking hard, starting to sink my teeth, almost agonizingly slowly, into her engorged nipple until Stephanie jerked her head back into the sofa while suddenly sucking as much air as she could as she gasped at me biting into her. I sucked hard again on her nipple to get more blood to the immediate area to enhance the pain even more. Her response was a guttural exhale at the very bottom of her vocal range, almost animalistic. I could see and feel her body undulate as the electricity passed from her nipple to her almost oozing cunt.
I repeated the process on her other tit and received increasingly more vocal responses. After her second, more violent reaction I released her and pulled back again.
I hungrily ate up the sight of her; so petite yet so beautiful. From her angelic face, long, flowing blond hair to her cute little, painted toes. I then leaned in and start kissing her between her breasts, downward in a straight line. I couldn’t wait any longer to taste her heady nectar. I kissed my way down to her clit and kept going south, kissing every fraction of an inch down her pouting lips as I pushed her legs higher so I could finish with a fat kiss on her perfect little anal rosebud.
I ran a flat tongue from her asshole up over her clit, inhaling the whole way. I repeated this a half dozen times. Stephanie was digging her fingers into the leather of the couch cushions as she clutched at the front edges. I then covered her sweet lips and sucked and drove my tongue as deep as possible into her soft folds to extract every bit of her divine cunt juice as I could. I kept sucking and licking heavily on her sopping gash while brushing her clit occasionally with my nose.
Stephanie reached around her legs and grabbed the back of my head uncharacteristically and pulled me into her womanhood, making herself wide open to me. I eased down and began licking her sweet pucker. I worked her tight balloon knot furiously and began to push my tongue into her little turd cutter. I was relentless until she started to relax her sphincter and allow me access to more and more of her silky asshole. Stephie was uttering all manner of pornographic diatribe as I invaded her ass with my tongue. I was able to suck her cunt juices as they flowed down from her pussy.
I worked my way up from her ass sucking every inch of her womanhood on my way to her purposely neglected clit. I sucked it in with a fervor fueled by my lust for her liquid gifts. I furiously flicked her long hardened nub as I sucked it as if I were a babe at the nipple. Stephanie grabbed a double handful of my hair and burst into a violent orgasm while screaming about some god. I continued my assault as I shoved my two middle fingers into her folds and went for her G spot as I began to give her clit little bites while I sucked it.
“Oh god, Daddy!” she screamed and she began to squirt for the first time I had witnessed. Her juices were hitting my hand and flying everywhere. I was dripping pre-cum from my now raging hard cock.
I raised up and took hold of my granite-like cock and shoved it roughly into her sloppy wet cunt. She screamed as I pushed myself to the hilt in her tight little hole making sexy squishing noises as I did. I pounded her feverishly until I jammed my cock all the way into her wanton cunt and blew my nut deep inside her. I collapsed breathlessly on top of her as she regained her breath after her simultaneous orgasm had ripped through her. Our copious love juices were already oozing from her well used gash. We lay together, our sweating bodies still trying to regain normal breathing. I was shrinking rapidly after cumming twice in short succession.
I peeled myself from Stephie. She quickly got to my cock to clean me up.
“That’s a good little slut,” I said. “Let’s hop in the pool when you’re done there.”
She pulled off of my cock with a pop. “Oh, Daddy, that was absolutely terrific. I’ve never squirted before.”
“I know, Sweetheart. That was amazing. Please clean your mess off the floor before heading to the pool.” We hugged and I proceeded out to the pool. I was spent. I dove in and climbed up on a floating chaise to recover.
Stephie came out and found me half asleep, floating about. I came to when she hit the water. At least she didn’t splash me. I didn’t have the energy to punish her if she had.
I asked her, “So, how do you feel about the Shawna situation now that we talked, Sweetie?”
“I think I’ll be okay with it, Daddy. Thank you for helping me to understand how you feel about me. And I’m sorry for being so jealous.”
“I was going to have her over again tonight, but I think we’ll wait until after your appointments tomorrow. Why don’t you call and ask her to dinner after your salon appointments.”
“Okay, Daddy,” she said in a refreshingly bubbly tone.
Stephie climbed up on the other chaise and we floated together holding hands. I started to drift off again as I contemplated tomorrow’s activities for Stephie; starting with her getting her new tat filled in and then her waxing appointment…
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