3 comments/ 107226 views/ 22 favorites Daddy Knows Best! By: InConCvaBull I was so excited! Daddy had been promising me a trip for weeks now and the day had finally arrived. I had packed my bag for the weekend and was anxiously awaiting Daddy getting home from work. He had mentioned running late so I didn't know when to expect him, but I was ready as always. I watched for him at the window, to be sure I didn't miss him as he got out of the car, knowing that he liked me to answer the door for him. He had set aside my favorite leather outfit for his arrival. After several attempts at adjusting the straps, it had finally fit perfectly. My breasts protruded nicely with just enough support to make them look perky. As I looked out the window again, I grabbed an ice cube from my drink and rubbed each nipple to keep them stiff and hard. Daddy preferred to see them that way and specifically pinched each nipple, feeling for the chill, as part of his afternoon inspection. He frequently just had me meet him at the door naked, but this particular outfit also allowed easy access to my pussy and asshole. Daddy preferred my pussy clean shaven and wet when he got home. The late afternoon shave was all I needed to make myself wet, but the hardest part was not cumming. Daddy would not be happy if he found out I was masturbating during the day when he wasn't home. Rubbing my hand along my bare ass I thought out loud, "Ohhh no, I'm not going to make that mistake again." I don't know how Daddy found out that I'd played with myself that day but the whipping I got that night taught me that what Daddy said, Daddy meant. No orgasms unless Daddy said so. I was surprised to see the large motor home pull up outside the window and stop in front of the house. I literally squealed with excitement as Daddy got out of it and headed for the house. Dropping the ice cube back in my drink, I quickly dried my nipples and gave each a quick pinch before heading to the door. As Daddy approached the door I opened it and quickly dropped down to my knees, my ass resting on the backs of my feet, but elevated, my hands resting on my thighs, palms upward, my back straight just as he had taught me. I smiled as Daddy walked in the door and stood there admiring me. This was one of my favorite moments of the day. Daddy worked hard and deserved to find his wife, his lover, his consort, his slave, his slut waiting patiently for him. I had given myself freely to him and I was his to admire and desire until the end of time. What Daddy wanted I gave him. It was no price to pay. I wanted him to have me, hold me, kiss me, train me, fuck me, punish me. For his love for me was without question, as was my love for him. I again smiled at him, a twinkle in my eye. He saw it and smiled back, "Hello, my pet, my little girl, my baby girl. I can see from that smile you're happy. Excited even?" Not saying anything, as per my training, I simply grinned at him even more. "Good girl," he said rubbing his hand over my hair and circling around behind me. I continued to watch out the open front door, only slightly concerned a neighbor might notice me kneeling practically naked just inside. I had quickly gotten over the fear of that, since Daddy had explained the punishment I would receive had I ever tried to cover up before the inspection was over. I had been informed that I should ignore the world outside that door since it had no impact on our lives within regardless if it was opened or closed. I felt Daddy's hands brush across my back and down my shoulders. He had the softest touch and my body tingled as his hands caressed me. Brushing my back, his hands then slid forward around my waist and up to cup my breasts. His fingers grabbing my hard nipples as he playfully pinched them. "Good girl," he whispered in my ear, noting the chill they still held. Giving them a glorious pinch, his hands then slid down my stomach and began the inspection of my pussy. Each hand slowly glided over the outside, feeling for stubble, or any sign of a lazy effort on the part of my daily chore. Smooth as silk, he tweaked my clit and then slid several fingers into my steamy pussy. Catching my breath, I held back a sure orgasm. This had been almost impossible at first but become easier with Daddy's aggressive orgasm denial training. It had seemed like years but Daddy assured me that I had completed my training in less than two weeks and that from that point forward orgasms would be rewards for good behavior and his to give. I could always ask to cum, and Daddy rarely refused to allow his baby girl cum, but his word was final regardless. Daddy knows best! After fingering my pussy for what seemed like forever, but was certainly only a few minutes, Daddy withdrew his fingers, sliding his hands back up my stomach and back up to my breasts, circling them with my pussy juices. "Your dripping wet tonight little girl. You didn't have any orgasms today did you?" he asked. Knowing he knew the answer already I just slowly shook my head in a silent, "No." "Good girl," Daddy said. Daddy's hands then slid up to the top of my back and I felt the gentle push that would cause me to kneel forward allowing my ass to rise up behind me. Daddy again slid his right hand down between the lips of my pussy, lathering his fingers with my wetness and then sliding his fingers up and circling my anus. I loved this part of the inspection. He slowly slid one finger into my ass and then pulled it out and then repeated with each of his other fingers. I recognized this pattern as part of a more thorough inspection and knew I was going to have to keep myself from making to much noise. Daddy's fingers again slid between my pussy lips and then back to my ass, where this time two fingers slid in together easily. The same pattern again but this time three fingers and a twirl of daddy's hand. I loved when he played with my asshole and I quickly felt myself getting into the rhythm, my pussy and clit feeling the pattern as well. I needed to maintain control. I didn't need Daddy angry prior to our trip! Daddy was much more aggressive as he started to push all four fingers into my ass, stretching me in every angle imaginable. I had to keep myself from swaying back and trying to engage daddy's hand. This inspection was his to give and not mine to enjoy, per se. Daddy was starting to go deeper then he normally does with his hand and I was starting to wonder whether he was going to start fisting me. I was not against it, but was hoping that I might get a little anal fucking on our trip and a big time fisting session would likely have my ass off limits for at least a couple of days. Whether Daddy's intuition had caught on to my wishes, or not, he slowed down and then the inspection was over. I continued to lay there, catching my breath, grateful that I had not come and that the vacation would not be postponed or delayed due to my insubordination. Daddy walked around and shut the door. "Sit up," Daddy said as I slowly worked my way back up to my regular position. "Baby girl, your inspection is complete and you did well not to cum. Have you been practicing your deep throat techniques? You may speak, now." I let out a sigh, "I have Daddy. I can now relax my throat better than I ever have before. Practice will make me perfect for you Daddy." Daddy smiled as he stepped forward. "Show me baby girl. Show Daddy how you can deep throat his big cock." "It would be my pleasure," I said as I started to unbuckle his pants. I immediately noticed the bulge. Daddy loved playing with my ass and I could tell he had been enjoying it immensely. Pulling down his underwear I could see the head was swollen bigger than normal and the veins appeared to be larger than ever. I quickly stroked the shaft giving it a gentle squeeze as I worked my hands back to the head. I was rewarded with a glistening drop of cum, that I stroked my tongue across only to have it stretch a good six inches from the tip of Daddy's cock. Hungrily, I followed that drip back and proceeded to gobble Daddy's cock, stroking the shaft as I intentionally forced my head farther and farther toward the back of my throat. Then the relaxation techniques that Daddy had taught me came into play. Breathing at just the right time and exhaling at the optimal time was how you can take the biggest cock and provide the most fabulous cock-sucking. Daddy smiled from above as I looked up at him just as I managed to get his entire cock into my mouth and down my throat. Pausing for just a second, I then relaxed and slid it back out and then proceeded to do it again and again. Watching Daddy's face I knew that it wouldn't be long before he would be shooting his cum down my throat. Another trick Daddy had taught me was to always finish every blow job as if it was the last blow job you'll ever give and swallow every drop as if it was the last meal you would ever get. Once I had this concept down, my blow jobs were epics and physically and mentally draining for both of us. I could see I had Daddy entering one of those epic finishes now. His breathing was getting shallow and his stomach was trembling. His hands on my head had started as a gentle pet and now he had my hair firmly in both hands as he forced his cock down my willing and eager throat. Sensing he was about to cum, my animal nature took over as I stopped throating him and started to gobble and suck and twist my hand as if this was the last cock I would ever suck. As he started to cum I swallowed every last drop as if that cum was the last meal I would ever have. Spent, Daddy dropped to his knees in front of me. Looking up, he saw my face and smiled, tears forming in his eyes. "You make me the happiest man on this planet. Thank you, darlin," he said as he wrapped his arms around me. "Let me catch my breath and we'll get ready to leave for the weekend. We're going camping." Sounds like fun I thought, especially in that motor home! That's my kind of camping. Daddy Knows Best The night is cool. I can feel a breeze caress my naked body. The air feels nice against my hot body. As I continue to slowly rub my pussy I can feel my body get hotter. I can feel my heart start to race. I rub my self harder trying to contain myself from moaning too loud since mom and dad are asleep in the next room. I start to feel my whole body tingle as I start to orgasm. Ever since I could remember I always liked to touch my self. I love the feeling of my wet pussy getting played with. For my eighteenth birthday my best friend gave a vibrator. I didn't use it tonight because the night is quiet and I did not want to wake anyone up. But I still had a great orgasm. I sleep best when I masturbate. Tonight I will sleep well. In the morning I hear my mother getting ready to leave to the airport. She has work meetings for a week out of state. Which means that I will have the house to my self all morning while dad is at work. I plan on bringing Daniel over for a good fucking. He works most mornings which means I have to ask Ted or pretty much anyone to come over. I'm a little whore I can't help it. All I want is a hard cock all the time. I say my goodbyes to mom and dad drives her to the airport. When they leave I pull out my vibrator. I am so horny I can't contain myself. I lose track of time because I hear dad's car in the drive way again. I hear him come in and go in the shower. I hear the water running. I open the bathroom door and hot steam pours out. The curtains are open a bit so I peak in. I see his body and it turns me on. It feels so good to watch him without him knowing. He has a big dick, I'm sure it's even bigger when it's hard. I feel my pussy getting wet so I start to touch my self. But I don't want to masturbate today I want a real hard cock. I wait until I hear the shower stop running. I go to my room and leave the door open. I start to touch my self and moan. I know he will hear me. That's what I want. I hear him coming closer to my door so I rub harder. My legs are spread across the bed. Exposing my white panties underneath my skirt. I close my eyes so he can watch me. I can see him through my mirror on the wall but he doesn't know I can see him. He likes it I know it. He doesn't say anything for a couple of minutes. I can see him reaching down touching his cock. Oh I hope it's hard for me. I know he likes what I am doing. I finally open my eyes and look at him. I don't stop touching myself. "What are you doing Olivia?" He asks as if he is shocked. "Don't you like it daddy?" I say in an innocent voice. "You should do this with your door closed." He says. "I know you were watching me." I say as I get on my knees on the bed and start crawling slowly to the foot of the bed. "No that is wrong." He replies. I kneel on the bed as I lift up my skirt and say, "But you liked it." I get off the bed and start walking towards him. I place my hands on his chest. He pushes my hands off. I walk back to my bed kneeling again but this time my back to him. I slowly bend over and arch my back so he can see how good my ass looks. "Please daddy, I have been a bad girl. Come here and spank me." I slap my ass softly. I grabbed both of my ass cheeks and spread them. I hear him walk towards me. He flips me over. My back is flat on the bed. Both of my wrists are under his hands. I can feel how hard he is pressing. He yells, "What the hell is wrong with you? You're a twisted girl!" "Yes daddy." I reply softly. I run my left thigh on his body. I can feel him getting tense. Harder. Our breath is hot and heavy. He looks at breasts. Temptation is so hard to resist. He presses down on me hard kissing me. Our tongues feel so right together. He lets me go and gets up. I feel cock and it is the biggest cock I ever touched. He squeezes my breasts and takes my bra off. "Oh my god your tits are so perfect." He leans down and starts to suck on my nipples. His tongue slides across my chest. I take off his shirt and lick him too. Oh his body feels so good against mine. "You filthy whore." He tells me. "I know you like to get fucked. I've seen you sneak those boys in your room. But I'm gonna show you how a real man fucks a bad little girl." "Yes, please daddy show me!" He undresses me. I take off the rest of his clothes. He makes me get on my knees on the floor with my hands behind my back while he shoves his huge dick in my mouth. He grabs my head and fucks it. He gives me the best deep throat I have ever had. I feel his cock down my throat. He finally releases me. "You like that don't you?" He asks. I nod and he fucks my mouth again. He slaps my tits as he fucks my mouth hard. "You wanted daddy's cock, well you're gonna get it." I stand up and he slams me on the bed. My ass in the air. He's behind me grabbing my ass. Squeezing it and spreading it. I feel his tongue on my pussy. My pussy is so wet. I feel him sucking my clit. I moan and I moan until I can't take it anymore. No one has ever eating my pussy out as well as daddy has. But he is not done. He spread my ass and sticks his tongue in my asshole. It feels so good. He presses his face in my ass eating it out. "Please daddy fuck me! Fuck me hard!" He sticks his cock in my tight little wet pussy. I can feel my pussy getting stretched out. "You are so fucking tight." He yells. "Harder daddy! Harder!" He lifts me upright still fucking me. He puts his hand around my throat. Getting tighter and tighter. I love a rough fucking. He turns me around and puts my legs all the way back. He leans down and eat my pussy again. This time he sticks his fingers inside. I finally beg him to stick his cock back inside of me. He fucks me so good. I feel my pussy getting tighter. And then I squirt. He pulls his cock out and slaps my pussy as I'm squirting. Getting drenched in my pussy juice i scream for him to fuck me again. He chokes me again as he gets deeper and deeper inside of me. I know I am about to squirt again and so does he because he pulls himself out and starts to rub my pussy waiting for me to cum. His face gets soaked with my squirt. He loves it he licks every single drop. "Daddy stick it in my ass. Fuck my ass daddy. Fuck my little hole!" Without hesitation he slides his cock deep in my asshole. While I rub my pussy. I squirt again and again. He tells me to lick my pussy juice of his dick so I do. I slide my tongue up and down his dick. My pussy tastes good. I put his balls in my mouth while I jerk him off. He is so hard. I can feel his dick throbbing. "I want your wet pussy." He whispers in my ear. I get on top of him and sit on his cock. I ride him so good. Daddy makes me cum again. He bends me over and fucks my ass again. I love it when he fucks my asshole. I love to feel my asshole getting stretched out with a big cock. "Daddy make me squirt again please!" He turns me over and sticks his dick back in my tight pussy. He begins to slap my tits again and pulls on my nipples. "Yes. Oh yes!" I moan. "Harder!" "You filthy little slut!" He calls me. I have an enormous orgasm. Our hot sweaty bodies keep fucking until he cums in my mouth and I suck it all off. Daddy sure knows how to fuck his little girl. I can't wait to have his cock inside of me again. Daddy Knows Best My first writing that I felt comfortable enough to post. Please tear this apart and help me become a better writer! ***** "My Love? Come here please. I'd like to show you something" You hear me call out. Ugh. You don't feel well and the last thing you want to do is see another one of my ideas. You just want to lay on the couch with Drogo, You don't know why you don't feel well. You've just been feeling really blah. Not wanting to do anything or see anyone. You even hated seeing me. Hated to see the worried questions in my eyes and disappoint me with your lack of answers. You've been closed off and distant for days. Not on purpose, just haven't felt like opening up. "Yes daddy?" You grumble as you walk into the bedroom. You're so out of it that at first you don't see what's on the bed. Then you realize that our entire toy collection is laid out neatly on the bed. From the smallest egg vibrator to the most powerful hitachi. From the heavy black suede flogger, to the devil spawn bullwhip. Every length of rope, from shortest to longest, laid out in a neat row. Every. Single. Toy. "Dear god, I hope he's just organizing. I really don't want to play" You think to yourself as I emerge from the master bathroom. The look on my face says that organization isn't all thats on my mind. Concern, mixed with heat. Like I just want to kiss all the bad away, or fuck you mercilessly. You aren't sure which. "Strip" My tone of voice says that it's an order, not a request. "Not right now please, Daddy, I don't feel good" and turn to walk away. Frustrated that I would ask such a thing of you when you are obviously having a hard time. Starting to question the trust you have for me. Suddenly your head is jerked back by your hair. You feel me against your back breathing into your ear. "You are mine and will please me in any way that I see fit. Do you understand that?" I growl. "Daddy, No I don't want to." "Strip now! Or I'll do it for you." "No...no...Daddy can I just lie on the couch, I really don't feel good" A metallic clicking noise, it sounds familiar to you but you can't place it. Not until you feel the shirt being cut off of your body. My hand reaching around to rip whats left of the fabric away to reveal your upper body. You're starting to freak out a little. I've never treated you this way, It's not helping the trust that you were losing. Forcefully, I shove you to the bed so that you're on your stomach. The weight of my body never leaving you. You cannot run. One hand holding you still, the other jerking your pajama pants to the floor. Leaving your bare ass and cunt exposed. I spin you around and kiss you hard. I know you're not a fan of kissing, but I am and that's what matters right now. Spinning you back around, I give you a push so that you fall face down on the mattress, feet still on the floor and ass in the air. I grab the heaviest of the floggers and start on your ass. You really don't want to play, but you can't deny that this is your favorite toy and it always makes you wet. Now is no exception. "Does that feel good my love?" "No" you lie. "I don't want to play! Please Stop!" You're kicking and fighting trying to get away. Suddenly the flogging stops and you feel a sharp sting on your ass. Fucking Ping Pong Paddle. It stings like a bitch and there is nothing about it that you like. And I'm using it harder than usual. Seven or eight strikes, you lose count but you know it's more than the usual. Then it stops. And everything goes quiet except for your heavy breathing and grunts as you try and escape. Still not possible. I'm too strong for you. SMACK! That was a hand. Thwack! That was the flogger. STING! That was the paddle. Over and over, alternating the three. Your mind starts to lose focus and you can't tell the difference between the three any more. Even your kicks and twists are losing their luster. Your eyes are like waterfalls, rivers of tears streaming down your face. Unbelievable sadness welling up in your heart and spilling out from under your eyelids. I flip you onto your back, and slowly inch my cock inside you. Slow steady thrusts. Deeper and a little faster with every stroke. You can feel the orgasm build inside you. Almost ready to explode but just needing that final thing. The last puzzle piece to send you over the edge. Keeping my pace, I lean down and kiss your tears. "You are mine my love, and I will always take care of you. Now release. All of it. Cum for me!" That was it. The last straw. The orgasm racks your body into uncontrollable spasms. The tears flow faster and harder. Like someone left the water faucets in your brain running all night and they had to over flow somewhere. Gallons of tears spilling onto the sheets of the bed. Silent sobs shaking you just as hard as the orgasm did. I lie down beside you without finishing. Wrapping my arms around you I pull you close, and hold you tight against me. You sink into the warmth and safety that my arms and chest provide. The smell of my cologne like heaven in your nose. It all feels like the safest place in the world to be and you keep crying. It's the only place where you can. You cry until you start heaving. You've run completely out of tears. You try to get up to wipe your face but my arms are too strong and I'm not letting you go anywhere. You find something strangely comforting about that. "Do you feel better my love?" "Yes Daddy, much. Thank you." "You're welcome my love, I thought maybe you just needed an outlet, a good reason to cry." "Apparently so, I was wrong not to trust you...Daddy?" "Yes my love?" "Can we sleep like this?" "Of course we can..." Before I finish my sentence you're sound asleep. Sleeping well and dreamlessly for the first time in a week.