0 comments/ 588667 views/ 52 favorites Weekend with Daddy By: Star I was so excited, just me and my Dad alone. I was always trying to make him proud and please him. He was always so busy working, there were so many nights I went to sleep before he returned home. Then when he was home, I had to share him with my mother and brother. But during the summer my brother went away to camp and I stayed home. My mother was busy golfing and going to the beach, so I spent most of my time alone. One Thursday night my father announced to me to pack some clothes for the weekend, he was taking me camping. I was so happy! I remember dancing back to my bedroom to pack some things. Just me and Daddy! I couldn't remember when we were alone last. I put together some things and went to sleep with a big smile on my face. I was going to be really good, maybe Daddy would want to spend more time with me. I was so happy sitting next to my Dad in the car. Listening to the radio, watching the beautiful scenery go by. I would occasionally find myself looking at my Dad. I was just amazed that he took the time to be with me alone. I felt so fortunate. I was short for my age, sort of cute, or so the boys at school thought. I had long brown hair and big green eyes that people always complimented. My lips were kind of thick, "pouty" was what my Mom called them. I was athletic, so although I was thin, I was still muscular. Built sort of similar to my father, I had noted sitting next to him. He was on the short side, maybe 5'9" and thin but muscular too. He had brown hair although there was some gray mixed in as well. He had the same green eyes I did but his lips weren't as thick as mine. I thought he was really good-looking, well, for my Dad. We finally arrived at the campsite early that evening. My father pitched the tent as I unpacked the car. We ate some sandwiches for dinner, we were not in the mood to cook. After dinner we decided to explore the area a bit. We found a trail near the campsite and headed down it. It was still light out, although the sun was beginning to drop from the sky. It was really pretty though. The sky had turned a beautiful color, red with streaks of orange and yellow. It sort of set the tone for a nice peaceful stroll through the pines. I led the way, my father close behind me. I was playing around with him, stopping so he would walk into me. We were laughing and having such a great time. We found a clearing that overlooked a magnificent green valley edged in wildflowers. He started to tease me now, pretending to push me over. I knew he was kidding but instinctually I held on tight, grabbing the waistband of his jeans. I felt his big hands on my back, then on my ass. The hands were gently pushing me close to the edge. I had no choice but to push back. So I pressed my ass back into his hand. Then he turned me around and pulled me towards him. He gave me a big hug. But it felt different from before. I could feel his power. I could also feel his hardness. Wow, all of a sudden I was warm. I felt a tingling sensation between my legs. I pulled away from him, a little nervous and confused. I was still pretending it was a game, but somehow knowing it wasn't. I told him it was getting late and we should head back. He took my hand and we started to walk back to the campsite. As we walked he pulled me closer and slipped his arm around my shoulder. It felt really nice there. Like it belonged. I leaned into his body as we walked. He remarked how beautiful the sky was now. The deep purple of nightfall had taken over the red and orange of dusk. Millions of stars were beginning to sparkle. There were no skies like this back home in the city. I could stare up at it for hours. My Dad suggested, when we got back to the tent I change into my pajamas and come sit by the fire with him. We could look up at the night sky together. Maybe even see a shooting star. When we returned to the campsite I told him I'd be right back, I was going to change. I noticed when I took my pants off, my panties felt a little damp in the crotch. I had only felt that a few times before. And always when I had masturbated. Was I really that turned on? From my Dad? How could that be? He was my father! I decided to ignore it. Who knew where it came from? Maybe it was the mountain air! Certainly not from playing around with him. I went back outside and my Dad was sitting by the fire. He patted the blanket next to him and told me to come sit there. I sat down and he put his arm around me pulling me close to him. It felt nice leaning next to his warm body. I rested my head on his shoulder watching the fire. His hand started running up and down my arm, then he slowly started to tickle me under my arm. I was giggling and trying to wriggle away from him. I was sliding under his arm, but he was holding me tight. I ended up laying in front of him with my night shirt up around my neck, but I wasn't able to pull it down as he was holding my wrists with one hand. His other hand was on my belly. But then he slowly moved it up my body until he reached my breasts. My nipples were very hard and stuck out further than I could ever remember. They felt as if they were going to burst. He ran his fingers over them, gently pinching them. I was afraid to move, so I just closed my eyes and laid there. He still held my wrist firmly as he leaned over and began to suck on my nipples. I heard a moaning and it took a moment to realize it was me! I felt my hips lifting up, as if they had a mind of their own. What was happening to me? I was so turned on, that I knew. But I had never felt like this before. I was dizzy from it. As he sucked harder on my nipples I felt his hand running down to my thighs. Instinctively I spread my legs. He slid his hand into my panties. He made a comment on how wet I was. I could sense my cheeks turning red. He let go of my wrists and pulled my panties down. Then he took them off and tied my wrists together with them. My arms were now above my head. He spread my legs wide and moved between them. I kept my eyes closed, I was too nervous to open them. Honestly, I was scared it might all suddenly stop. It was as if it were all a dream. I had a feeling of almost floating there while my body was experiencing something really incredible. I felt his tongue licking my between my legs. He was sucking on "that spot." The one I so often rubbed before going to sleep. Oh, but it felt so much better like this. I was moaning louder now. My hips bucking up to meet his mouth. As he sucked me I could feel his fingers inside me. I think it was two, but couldn't be sure. Then I felt his other hand on my nipples. Pinching them between his fingers. It hurt, but it also felt really good. How could that be? I felt the pain in the middle of my nipples, but I felt so much pleasure from it, deep within me. I was so confused by all the feelings. I didn't know anything except I didn't want it to stop. I became aware of something building inside me. My breath was coming faster now, my head was spinning. I was covered in a sheen of sweat, my body twitching. I felt a wave rising up from deep within me, faster and faster. Then I exploded. I was moaning loudly, my hips moving up and back, slamming against my father's mouth. Slowly it subsided. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn't hear anything except my panting. In my excitement I had somehow managed to really knot my panties around my wrists. Now my hands were tightly bound. My father stood up and looked down at me. I was not able to meet his eyes. I felt suddenly embarrassed, afraid, yet still turned on. He reached over me and pulled me up to my knees. He stood in front of me now and I was looking into the crotch of his pants. I saw his fingers unzipping his jeans Then he pulled out his cock. I had never actually seen one live before. It looked much larger than I thought it would. The big head at the top, almost as purple as the night sky overhead. And what were all those veins? He told me to kiss it. I did. He told me to suck it, like a popsicle. I did. He continued to give me instructions on how to properly suck it. I realized while I was doing it that he was now becoming turned on. His breath was getting quicker. I liked that quite a bit. I enjoyed pleasing him, making him feel good. He put his hands on the back of my head and moved it in rhythm with his body. My mouth was starting to hurt but I wouldn't think of stopping. Not that I could have anyway, with his hands holding my head and my wrists still bound together. I could feel his cock hitting the back of my throat and I had to fight not to gag. I was breathing through my nose but it still seemed hard to really get a breath. Then I could hear him begin to moan. He was moving his hips faster, fucking my mouth harder and harder. His cock banging against the back of my throat. Then all of a sudden I could feel something in my mouth and throat. Then I could taste it. I wanted to spit, but he held my head firmly, so I had no choice but to swallow. So much. But I swallowed all of it. Then he took his hands off my head and he walked away. My hands were still tied together but I managed to stand up. I didn't know what to do so I went into the tent. I couldn't open the sleeping back, so I just laid down on top of it. I must have fallen asleep because next thing I knew it was dawn. I was alone in the tent but I could hear my father outside tending the fire. It was a chilly August morning, especially for me since I was still naked. I didn't know what else to do since my wrists were still tied together so I stepped outside to ask my father to help untie me. When I stepped out, he was drinking a cup of coffee by the fire. I was embarrassed to be standing naked in front him, especially with my wrists still tied up with my panties. He looked up and saw me standing there. He put his cup down and came over to me. "Well, that's some predicament you have there for yourself, love?" I bit my lower lip and looked at the ground, somehow unable to find my voice. He put his hand under my chin and lifted my face towards him. When I looked up at him I saw he was smiling. Not a smile like he was laughing at me, more like he was pleased with me. If I could had thrown my arms around him I would have. I felt so much love for him at that moment. He kissed my forehead and stepped back. "Boy, you are sure becoming a beautiful woman sweetie," he almost whispered to me, "I can't believe you're my baby." I blushed at his comment. "Thanks Daddy." I said shyly. He pulled his Swiss army knife from his pocket and opened the blade. He gently cut the panties away. "Shame to waste such a cute pair of panties" he laughed. "It's ok Daddy, I have more with me" I giggled. "Ok, Hon, go wash and get dressed, I want to go for a long hike today." So I went back to the tent, grabbed some clothes and headed for the campground bathroom. I was deliriously happy now. My Daddy and I had shared something really special last night, I knew that. He made me feel so good. I wondered if we would do it again. Dare I even think it? I quickly washed and ran back to our campsite. After a quick breakfast we headed out for out hike. It was a beautiful day. Still cool out, but becoming warmer. The sky was a crisp azure blue and not a cloud could be seen. We walked along until we reached some more serious trails. My father chose one that although challenging, he knew I would be able to handle it. Up we went. Climbing along, sometimes over huge boulders until we finally reached the top. We barely had spoken along the way. Absorbed in the task of hiking, we both were silent. I didn't think about anything except the trail I was on. When we reached the clearing at the top my father decided we should have some lunch and sit for a little bit. I hadn't realized we had been climbing for several hours. I sat down on a small boulder and looked out at the view. It really was incredible. You could see for miles, the mountains and the valleys. Everything was so green and clear. Even the air smelled different, fresher. My father handed me a sandwich and I sat there and ate it. As I ate I reflected on the previous night. It seemed as if it were all a fantasy. But I knew it wasn't. My wrists still bore the marks of my panties on them. I looked down at them, almost proud to bear the marks. When I looked up my father was staring at me. Something in his eyes made me blush. He smiled and asked me if I was all right. "Yes, Daddy, why?" I asked. He stood up and walked toward me, "you seem awfully quiet today, I want to make sure you are ok." Was he kidding? "Daddy, I'm very happy. I am having the best time here with you, I am much better than ok!" I answered. He stopped in front of me and put one hand on my shoulder, he put the other hand under my chin and lifted my face up. He leaned down and kissed me on the mouth. As he had his mouth on me I felt his other hand move from my shoulder down my back, pushing me toward him. His tongue moved into my mouth. I had done this a few times with a boy from school. I think I surprised him by putting my tongue in his mouth and moving it around. We kissed like that for what seemed like forever. I felt as if I were dreaming, there was no time, nothing but us. He stopped and stood up in front of me. I could see how hard he was, as his crotch was eye level. I was too afraid to look into his eyes and I didn't want to stare at his hardness, so I looked at the ground. He must have sensed my embarrassment because he laughed and said, "Come on, let's head back." So, off we went, back down the mountain to our campsite to spend our last night together. I wonder what will happen tonight, I thought, as we headed down the trail. Upon our return my father suggested we each go wash up and get ready to prepare dinner. When I came back from the bathroom he already had the fire started and was lighting the stove. We cooked dinner in silence, I guess we were thinking about other things. I know I was thinking about what the night ahead held in store for me. I knew about sex, I learned about that at school and from my girlfriends. Could it be possible my father and I could have sex? No, I doubt he would want to do that with me. Fooling around was one thing, but actually having sex was something entirely different. Maybe we could just do what we did last night again. Yes, that felt fantastic and I would love to feel like that again. Especially that my hands were all tied up in my panties, that made it even more exciting. And the little bit of pain I felt. That really confused me, pain that made me feel good. But I wasn't about to start questioning it. As I thought all of this I felt my father's gaze. I looked up from the pot I was mixing some soup in and was looking into his eyes. "Soup almost ready kid?" he asked. "Just about Daddy" I told him. Hmm, worrying more about dinner, maybe tonight held nothing in store for me. After a dinner of vegetable soup and fried eggs we cleaned everything up. When that was all done we sat down across from each other watching the fire. "So, did you have a nice time with your old man?" my father asked me, his eyes smiling. "Of course Daddy, I wish it could always be like this, just you and me." He nodded his head in agreement, "me too." With that said I got up and went over to him. I sat down next to him and leaned into his body while putting my arm around him. "I love you so much Daddy" I whispered to him. I felt his arm go around me. "I love you too angel" he whispered back, "you really make Daddy happy." We sat like that, our arms around each other for a little while. Slowly I felt my father's hand move from my shoulder down my chest until it was on top of my right breast. "Nice hard nipple you have there sweetie" he commented. I noticed his voice sounded a little different. I just giggled in embarrassment. He started to play with it over my flannel shirt, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. Then he slid his hand into my shirt and continued playing with it. "You like that?" he asked. "Yeah, it feels really nice Daddy" I breathed in response. I noticed my voice was deep and husky. I could feel myself getting wet. I was responding to my father's wonderful touch. He told me to unbutton my shirt. I did. After it was completely undone he slide it off my shoulders and removed it from me. He told me to lay back on the blanket. I stretched out on my back, topless, as he laid next to me on his side. He leaned over and sucked on my nipples, first one then the other. The both became very hard. I felt his hand slide down my body, over my stomach. Then I was aware of my jeans being unbuttoned and unzipped. My father then stood up and walked to where my feet where. He leaned down and untied my boots then pulled my jeans off, taking my panties with them. I was laying there naked. He stood there watching me for what seemed like a long time. "You look so cute there, chewing on your lower lip like that. Daddy's little girl, eh?" he rhetorically asked. I looked up at with my wide eyes not sure what to do. He knelt down between my legs and put his face into my crotch. He used his fingers to part my lips and began sucking on my clit. I knew I was wet, I could hear him sucking my juices. I felt his fingers probing me. I spread my legs as far as I could. I wanted to feel it inside now. I needed to something to penetrate me. The desire was driving me crazy. It was as if there was an itch deep within me I just couldn't scratch. "Daddy, please. Please do it." I desperately cried. He lifted his mouth off of me, "do what baby? Tell me what you want. Beg me for it." His voice was harsh, commanding me. "Fuck me." I whispered. "Please Daddy, I need it. I need to feel you inside me." "Has anyone been inside you before baby?" he demanded. "No Daddy, never." I told him the truth. I was a virgin, having only been felt up over my shirt one time. With that my father stood up and unzipped his pants. He got back down on top of me with his pants down around his ankles. I felt him between my legs. He was rubbing his cock up against my pussy. Then I felt him slowly put the head in. Yes, that's it. I wanted more in me. I started to move my hips up. "Such a slut. Trying to fuck me, moving your cunt up to meet me. Tell me how much you want it!" he hissed at me. "Yes, Daddy! Please fuck me. Fuck me hard. I need to feel you all the way inside me!" I cried begging him to do me. Then in one motion, he thrust his hard cock deep inside me. I felt a sharp searing pain, then a throbbing dull pain. Then he moved back out, then in again and the pain began mixing with a wonderful sensation. I moved my hips in rhythm to his. I couldn't believe it. I lost my virginity. Wow! Unreal. And to my own father! That made me so hot. How wild! I got caught up in the feelings and just let go. I was feeling so great. I felt my father's hands under me. He rolled over, pulling me along with his hands. I still had his cock in me, only now I was on top if it. "Fuck me. Move your hips and fuck me good baby. Make Daddy cum in your hot cunt." I started to ride his cock. Using my knees and hips, I bucked up and down. I felt the sweat pouring off of me now. I was dripping in more places than one. Then I felt his hips moving also. Oh yeah, he was going to cum. That turned me on so much. I rode him even faster. Thrusting my hips as hard as I could. I was so consumed with trying to make him cum, I was surprised when I felt his fingers begin playing with my clit. "Cum on baby. Fuck me good. Let's cum together. Move that cunt, baby," he spat out as he was approaching his climax. Then he began to cum. I could feel the first shot deep inside me. Then I felt my orgasm. It was so intense. My body twitching on top of my father. I laid my head down on his chest, riding the waves of pleasure. He grabbed my ass and squeezed it hard as he continued to shoot his cum into my pussy. It was as if we were one. Both moving our hips in time to each other. Our sweat mixing. Our bodies melting together. I never wanted this feeling to end. Weekend with Daddy PART ONE Daddy and I have been going hot and heavy for about a month. While it has been great being his slutty little girl, the relationship has not been without its struggles. For instance, I have been on punishment for almost as long as the time we have been together. I should mention that the added plus to what we have is that we had about a six month friendship first. All things considered, I quite adore Daddy and while I may grumble from time to time when he tells me to do something, there's really nothing in the world that I wouldn't do for him. One evening about a week ago, I was somewhat surprised when despite me being on punishment, Daddy announced that I was to do whatever I had to do to make sure that I had the weekend free for him and him alone. He had made plans for us to spend the entire weekend together, celebrating our "anniversary," in some quiet, out of the way city. My thought was that it was a place where no one knew either of us and wouldn't care one way or the other if we had three heads or wanted to fuck our way through town. Since I knew better than to deny Daddy, and I had exactly 2 days to prepare, I told him "yes, Sir" and began mentally making the necessary arrangements. The morning of the day we were to leave, I opened my email to find a message from Daddy. The only time he emails me is when he wants to send me slutty pictures or when he has a list of some sort for me to fulfill for him. The latter proved to be the case of this email, and it included a list of items that I was to pack in addition to my ordinary clothing and toiletries. Since Daddy and I had never been away together before, nor had he given me any indication of what was to happen this weekend, I was rather relieved to see the list. He is quite particular sometimes and I didn't want to forget something that I never knew I was supposed to have. Glancing at the list while sipping coffee, I noticed the ordinary supplies that he apparently thought I needed reminding of: my plug, lube, ben wah balls, long boots, leather gloves and dark red lipstick. It also included the things that Daddy knew I would never think of: my ball gag (mostly because I abhor it), the new strap-on I had just gotten (with the dildo of course), a long skirt, and 2 empty 35mm film canisters. I was also told not to pack any underwear as I would not need it. The last two things kind of threw me for a loop but knowing Daddy, he had a very good reason for them. Then again, if he didn't, mine is not to argue or question, but obey. According to the clock, I had exactly 12 hours before Daddy was due to arrive. Heaven forbid I was not ready. My fear was that since I was already on punishment, not being ready would result in humiliation beyond my wildest imagination, especially since we were going someplace where no one knew us. This thought in mind, after printing out the list, I grabbed my overnight bag and began packing the needed items. "Good thing I still have my old 35 mm," I thought, "because it looks like those film canisters are going to come in handy." When I was done packing, I noticed that I still had a few hours before Daddy was due. I decided the extra time would afford me the chance to take some time and pamper myself to prepare for his arrival. I grabbed my Vanilla Jasmine scented shower gel, lotion and body spray, a razor and my body puff and headed for the bathroom. Once there I made sure the water was the perfect temperature, turned on the shower and stepped inside. After making sure my body was totally wet, I washed my hair and shaved my pussy so that it would be smooth for Daddy. After rinsing the shampoo from my hair and the shave gel from my pussy, I closed my eyes and let the water cascade down my breasts. My body began to heat from the tepid water and I used my body puff to apply the scented gel, taking the time to linger between my nether lips without breaking punishment. God how I wanted to cum! I guess I had been in there quite awhile. Totally mesmerized with what I was doing, I never knew Daddy was there until he cleared his throat. Apparently he had to do it several times before I heard him though, because by the time I did hear him and open my eyes, he was standing there with his arms crossed, plug in hand, frowning at me. Knowing better than to ask questions, I quickly turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. As I attempted to grab my towel, Daddy said "No, pet. To the bed." Obediently, I lowered my head and walked to the bed. Daddy followed and once there, he very gingerly pushed me forward so that I was leaning on the bed, my ass in the air. I immediately began to whimper because I knew what was coming next. Daddy spread my ass cheeks and using the wetness created by me when I played, pushed my plug deep into my ass. For effect, he twisted it back and forth, giving me the most intense sensation. When Daddy was satisfied that my plug was firmly in place, he said "pet." I wasted no time in turning to face him and waited patiently. "What exactly was your punishment?" "No orgasms, no playing, and no touching," I said in what could best be described as a meek whisper. "So what you were doing was..." "Being bad, Daddy." "That's what I thought, pet. Since you cannot manage to obey me, the plug stays in the entire weekend. Only I am allowed to remove it, and it can only be done so when you go to sleep, if I decide to take it out on a whim, or if you need to go to the bathroom. If the latter happens, you will remove it, clean it and I will reinsert it. Is all this understood, pet?" "Yes, Daddy." "Good girl. Now. Since you have put us behind schedule with your antics, I want you to hurry and dress. Remember that there will be no underwear this weekend. When you are done, meet me downstairs. You have exactly 5 minutes." With that, he turned and walked out of the room. I hurriedly got dressed in a jean skirt, sweater and boots, ran a comb through my auburn tresses, and ran down stairs. By the look on Daddy's face when I reached the bottom of the stair case, I knew I had beaten the 5 minutes he had given me. As I was about to go out the door to his car, he laid a hand upon my arm to stop me. "Face the door, pet." I did as told but began to wonder what he had planned to do to me as he walked behind me. I soon felt his hands on the back of my neck, removing the choker that we had used to unofficially collar me. My heart fell to my stomach. I could only wonder why he was so mad as to remove my "collar." I sighed. "Yes, pet?" "Nothing, Daddy." "Are you sure, pet?" "Yes, Daddy," I sighed again. "Good, girl." Suddenly, I felt cold metal touch my neck. Along with that came the weight of a slightly larger charm than was on my choker. "Yes, pet. You may." I raised my hand to touch the charm and felt a lock, similar to the one from my choker, but heavier. I ran my hands along the metal that encircled my neck and slowly began to grin. I was just about to turn and jump into Daddy's arms when his voice stilled me. "You are now officially mine. Everything that you are belongs to me. Everything that you call your own is mine. You will still talk to me when something bothers you, and you will still keep nothing from me. Is that understood, pet?" I could do nothing more than shake my head emphatically, yes. I was so excited! At that moment, Daddy said, "Now you may." I turned and wrapped my arms around him while planting a kiss on his lips. "I understand, Daddy. Thank you." "You are welcome, my pet. Shall we go?" Without waiting for me to answer, Daddy guided me out of the house and into his car. When I got settled in my seat, I noticed that he had packed his car with my bags already. As soon as he got in and was settled, we got on our way. Shortly after we began our trek, I asked Daddy what the plans were for the weekend. "You will see" is all he said and kept his eyes on the road. During the drive we made small talk and played a few road games to keep each other occupied. At one point, Daddy made me lift my skirt and pleasure myself for him. When I came, he had me lick my juices off my fingers and then bend across the seat to take his cock in my mouth. As I did so, he used his free hand to push the plug deeper and deeper into my ass so that by the time he shot his load down my throat, I had cum for him again. About three hours later, Daddy said, "We are here, pet." Since it was almost midnight, "here" didn't look like much. As a matter of fact, it kind of looked like a ski lodge with bungalows, a common area building and two restaurants- one was rather extravagant looking. The other, more run of the mill. Daddy ushered me out of the car, grabbed the bags, and had me follow him to check in. After the preliminaries were taken care of, we made our way to the bungalow we would be sharing for the next 48 hours. Once inside the room, Daddy laid the bags down. While he was deciding where to put everything, I was exploring the room. It was done rather nicely in muted earth tones and everything was in tip top shape. After about 10 minutes, Daddy called me to his side. I walked out of one of our adjoining rooms to find Daddy lying in the bed naked. "Come here, pet." I immediately moved to the bed where he was and began taking my clothes off. When I was completely naked, I climbed on to the bed, knelt between Daddy's legs, and nudged his cock with my face. "You want Daddy's cock, pet?" "Yes, Daddy." "Then what are you waiting for, slut? Take it." I did as he said, licking every inch before taking all of him into my mouth. With each groan Daddy made, I moved my mouth up and down his cock faster and sucked him in harder and deeper. He grabbed my hair and pushed my mouth deeper on to his cock, impaling my throat with his hardness. I soon felt the head of Daddy's cock engorge itself with cum, and shortly thereafter, he exploded deep in my throat. After I cleaned him off with my mouth, he removed my plug and had me go clean it. When I was done, I crawled into bed to snuggle with him. Daddy kissed me on the forehead and told me to get some rest because I had a big day ahead of me. PART TWO Saturday morning dawned sunny and invigorating despite the slight nip in the air because of winter. My natural alarm clock woke me at 7am and as I peeped up, I noticed that Daddy was still asleep. Taking the opportunity to bask in the warmth of his body, I burrowed a tad deeper into his arms to relish being there. "If only this could happen more often," I thought. About 15 minutes later, I decided it was time to wake Daddy up. I moved quietly from the bed to take care of my morning needs and get coffee brewing. I pulled breakfast food from the refrigerator and cabinets then went to get a shower in. When I came out, wrapped in my towel, I tiptoed past the room to make sure Daddy was still sleeping. He was, and he looked so sexy lying sprawled across the bed, blankets low across his middle, hair across the pillows. I crept back to the kitchen to fix breakfast for Daddy. When breakfast was done and the coffee brewed, I carried a tray into the bedroom, set it on the bedside table and very gingerly crawled onto the bed. I slid the covers off Daddy's waist, baring his naked form totally, and proceeded to lick every inch of his luscious cock from tip to base. When I felt and saw it twitch, I swallowed every inch of Daddy's 7 inches. Feeling the warm wetness of my mouth on his cock, Daddy stirred in his sleep and let out a low moan. His moan spurred me on to get more aggressive in sucking his cock, until I was bobbing my head up and down most enthusiastically. The deeper I got Daddy into my mouth, the wider awake Daddy seemed to get. Suddenly I felt him grab the back of my head and push my mouth further onto his him. After what seemed like hours, Daddy let loose a low growl and shot a wad of cum down my throat. He then told me to clean him up and when I was done, he pulled me up to him so that he could kiss me. When Daddy finally noticed that breakfast was waiting for him beside the bed, he smiled. "That's never been done for me before, pet. Thank you." "You're welcome, Daddy," I said, quite pleased with myself. Daddy told me to grab some coffee for myself and come back to sit with him in the bed. He wanted to tell me about the day's activities. I eagerly bounced from the bed and ran to the kitchen. I was most curious as to what he had in store for me. I got back to the room and after sipping my coffee, I put my mug down, got into bed and lay my head on daddy's lap while he watched TV and ate. When he was done, he put the tray aside. While playing in my hair and caressing the back of my neck, Daddy told me that I should take my pacifier as he told me about the day. I wasted no time in scooting to lie between Daddy's legs and taking his cock in my mouth while he stroked my hair and began to talk. "Today will be a very special day for us, pet. We will spend the daylight doing whatever it is you would like to do, and then when darkness comes, we will do what I want to do. Understood?" "Yes, Daddy," I mumbled from his lap. "Good girl. Now what would you like to do today?" Daddy never gave me a chance to answer because at that precise moment, he came in my mouth. When I had licked him clean again, I told him that I wanted to go exploring and spend the day pleasing him. By the evil grin on Daddy's face, I knew he was pleased with my answer. While he showered and got dressed, I went to clean up the kitchen and wash the dishes. After I was done, I went in to the room to get dressed and take care of my last minute beauty needs. When Daddy was done showering and dressing, he checked to make sure that I had no underwear on. When he was satisfied, he pushed my plug deep into my ass and told me that he was ready to go. Once outside, we walked towards the center of town and explored all the little shops and eateries. Daddy took every opportunity to tweak a nipple, pull my hair and even unzip my jeans to feel my moist cunt. We ate ice cream and laughed and played. Daddy even stopped at a store that he liked the look of to buy me a present. As daylight gave way to dusk, we walked back to the bungalow, Daddy's arm around me making me feel very cherished. Upon entering the room, he had me strip and then undress him. When we were both naked, Daddy had me grab my strap-on from the overnight bag. After getting it, I dropped to my knees in front of him and took his cock into my mouth. He got aggressive and held my head as he fucked my throat with his cock, telling me to put the strap-on on my body. When I had it in place, he pushed me away from him and strode to the bed. I sat there looking at him, bewildered by the treatment. "Pet?" He said gruffly. "Yes, Daddy," I whispered. "Are you going to sit there all night looking at me like that?" "No, Daddy." "Good because we haven't got all night. Come to Daddy and act like the whore you are." I got off the floor and walked over to the bed, standing by Daddy, not quite knowing what he wanted. "Don't tell me you have no idea what to do, slut. We have talked about this moment almost daily. What should you be doing right now?" Nervous, I went over in my head every conversation that Daddy and I had had through phone calls, email and IM's...then it struck me. "I should have my tongue in your ass, pleasing you, readying you for my cock." "Good whore." I knelt at the edge of the bed, my face at Daddy's ass, and tentatively licked his hole, enjoying the wiggle he did every now and then at my touch. When I was surer of my actions, I plunged my tongue deep into Daddy's ass, fucking him with my tongue like I wanted to be fucked with his cock. While I tongued him, I spread his ass cheeks wider so I could put more of my tongue into his puckered hole. Listening to his moans getting louder, I knew it was time to give him what he really wanted from me. I slowly stood up and motioned for Daddy to move up higher on the bed. He did as I needed and when there was room, I knelt on the bed behind him. Grabbing his hips in my hands, I placed the head of my "cock" at his hole and gingerly fed him my tool. The more he bucked in pleasure, the less apprehensive I became at hurting him. I thrust my hips harder into Daddy and soon had every inch of my toy buried deep inside him. By the time I had every inch in Daddy, he was growling and groaning in pleasure. The sensation of the barely there harness rubbing my clit and the eroticism of fucking Daddy's ass, was enough to make me thrust faster and harder into him. His grunts and calling my name spurred my actions on until I heard Daddy say "I'm going to cum, pet." With one final thrust, I felt Daddy's body spasm, which brought my own intense orgasm on. Both spent, we collapsed on the bed, my toy still buried in Daddy's ass. Twenty minutes later, I felt Daddy shift to look at the clock. "Ok, pet, time to get cleaned up so we can go." Daddy got off the bed, leaned over me to kiss me and remove the strap-on, then turned towards the bathroom motioning me to follow. Once inside the bathroom, Daddy got the water running in the shower and had me get in, him following right behind. He let me take my plug out to clean it and with no time to play, we tenderly washed each other and kissed. When the shower was complete, we dried each other off, Daddy reinserted my plug in my ass and we went in search of our clothing. My outfit consisted of the long skirt Daddy had me bring and a sheer purple wrap around shirt, my present that he had picked up for me while we were out that afternoon. I was almost embarrassed to wear the top! My saving grace was that it was a deep purple and had satin stripes strategically placed so that my bare nipples couldn't be seen unless they were hard. I had to admit though that except for that, I loved the top. It's neckline plunged low enough to make my cleavage look seductive and worked excellently with the simple straight black skirt that I had brought. To complete my outfit, I placed long stretch leather wedged boots on my feet, adjusted my new collar, and painted my lips with a berry colored lipstick. When I was done, Daddy looked me over, smiled and escorted me to the car. We drove to the restaurant in silence. Not because there was dissension, but because we were each lost in our own thoughts. I had no idea what was on Daddy's mind, but I had nervousness and trepidation on mine. With no idea what was in store for me tonight, I could only guess that it would be a night for me to prove myself to him. We arrived at the restaurant and after parking the car, Daddy walked around to my side and held my door open. He took me by the elbow, whispered to me that I was his good girl, and ushered me towards dinner. The restaurant was spectacular. Dim lighting, crystal wall sconces and chandeliers, an intimate table arrangement and flowers everywhere. We stepped up to the hostess stand and Daddy said "Williams. Party of two." "Oh yes. Good evening, Mr. Williams . Nice to have you with us again. Right this way please." I wrinkled my nose at the familiarity but quickly let the subject fall from my head when we reached our table. It was set in the farthest corner of the room, decorated in hues of Champaign and chocolate brown. The table top itself was decorated with crystal and silver and the centerpiece was an arrangement of all my favorite flowers. I was floored because I didn't realize that Daddy paid that much attention when we spoke. The look of the arrangement and all it contained gave me proof that I was indeed wrong. After we had been seated, the wine ordered and the meal selected, Daddy turned to look at me. "This is the surprise that I have been waiting to give you. Does it please you, pet?" Weekend with Daddy "More than you could ever know, Daddy! I didn't realize how much attention you paid to me until I saw the flowers on the table and I felt so bad at thinking that about you. I truly love all that you have done for me this weekend." With that, I reached over and kissed Daddy on the cheek. "I'm glad to hear you say that, pet, because tonight is all about proving our feelings and how far we will go for each other. Are you prepared for what you will do to prove this to me tonight?" The glint in his eye made me a tad unsure, but because I adored him so and trusted him, I said "yes, Daddy." "Good girl. We will wait until dinner arrives before I tell you of my plans." "Yes, Daddy," I replied. No sooner had I said that then dinner arrived. Daddy had ordered a sumptuous meal of steak, rosemary potatoes, and asparagus, topped off with a delicate red wine and salad. As we ate, I looked around the restaurant, enraptured with its beauty and the quiet elegance of it. Nothing was out of place and even with the place full of patrons, it appeared to be the most romantic place in the world. Midway through our meal, Daddy began to speak. "Pet?" "Yes, Daddy." "Tonight is mine as we discussed this morning. It is tonight that I want you to prove to me how much of a good, slutty girl you will be for me. How far you will go to please me. Can you do this? "Yes, Daddy. I would walk naked to the ends of the earth to please you, Daddy." Daddy smiled, then said "Then this is the night for you to prove that to me. Here is how the evening will play out. I am going to select 3 random gentlemen from this restaurant to use you. The rules are simple: you will be blindfolded so only I will know who they are and you will do anything they require of you. They may not mark or harm you in any way, and I will watch not only for my enjoyment and pleasure, but to make sure that my pet is unharmed. Finally, I expect that you will not utter a sound, unless it is the moans of your pleasure. Is all of this understood?" I was slightly nervous at the prospect of being used by strangers, but the thought of it aroused me greatly and I wanted to prove my love for Daddy so I shook my head yes. "Is this understood, pet?" Daddy repeated. "Yes, Daddy." "Good, girl. Now, slide over here so that I may blindfold you. You have not taken your plug out have you, pet?" "No, Daddy." "Good girl." Daddy took a black silk scarf out of his pocket and tied it around my eyes. He adjusted it so that it didn't interfere with my hair and so that I could not see a thing. He then slid out of the booth, pulled me with him and a moment later had me sit in a chair. My sight taken due to the blindfold, the only thing I could do was imagine that I was in a lounge area. I heard glasses tinkling as if from a bar, and soft piano music playing. While I waited patiently for Daddy to bring the first gentleman over, my cunt started to twitch and I felt the first rush of wetness cover my lips. Daddy finally returned with the first gentleman who had me remain in the chair, but raised my skirt and spread my legs by placing them over the arms of the chair. He then started licking my cunt and fingering me. While he did that, Daddy fed me his cock. When I was nearly begging to be fucked, the first gentleman had me get on my knees in the chair and while Daddy fucked my mouth, he fucked my cunt. He thrust in and out of me, almost in time to the music coming from the piano. I felt his cock swell and twitch and then he pulled out of me and came all over my ass. Before he left, he kissed me on the check and thanked me for the pleasure. Daddy stroked my hair and kissed my forehead. "I will return, pet. Until I do, you are to remain in the position that you are in. Understood?" Since I was not allowed to speak. I shook my head in understanding. "Very good, pet." The second guy Daddy picked removed the plug he had me wearing and used the first gentleman's cum as lube to fuck my ass. He was definitely not as tender as gentleman number one. While my ass was being ravaged, Daddy resumed throat fucking me. After the second guy came in my ass, Daddy pulled out of my mouth long enough to put my plug back in my ass. The second guy whispered what a great ass fuck I was and then walked away. "You are my very good slutty girl, pet. You have only had one more patron to go." Daddy kissed my forehead and brushed my hair from my face. "I'm going in search of gentleman number three, pet. Remember, you are to remain the way you are until I return." When Daddy returned with the third gentleman, he kissed my lips. "Are you ok, pet?" "Yes, Daddy," I whispered. "I am very proud of you, girl." "Thank you, Daddy." The third gentleman was a bit antsy. He wasted no time in having me sit in the chair as he held my legs up and pounded my cunt while Daddy fed me his cock. About the time he came on my belly, Daddy shot a thick load of cum down my throat. The third gentleman thanked me and gave me a sloppy kiss on the lips before I heard Daddy escort him away. I could barely hear the conversation Daddy had with the men, but I did catch him thanking them for using his little girl. Shortly after, Daddy came back to me and cleaned me up. "Pet you have been a very good girl. If you can keep the cum in your ass until we get back to the room, I will give you another surprise." I shook my head in agreement and Daddy ushered me out into the night air, removing the blindfold when he had me seated in the car. As soon as he got in, he told me that I could speak. "How are you feeling, pet?" "A little sore, Daddy, but ok." "Good." We drove the rest of the way in silence, mostly because I was exhausted. When we got back to the room, Daddy and I showered together and since I kept the cum in me, he spent the rest of the night using me for his pleasure. Somewhere near dawn I started falling asleep. The last things I remember before I drifted off were Daddy telling me how proud he was of me and then him pulling me in his arms like he wanted to protect me. PART THREE Later on in the morning, before pet woke up or the coffee was brewed, Daddy was making phone calls. He called all three of his friends and thanked them for helping his pet prove herself to him. When the last call was made, he climbed into bed beside his pet and kissed her forehead tenderly before drifting off to sleep himself. Weekend with Daddy When we both finally finished we lay there for quite a bit. I think I even dozed off for a little while, feeling rather comfortable. Then my dad whispered in my ear that it was late and we should get some sleep. I sort of slipped off my father's body and stood up. I felt some of his cum drip out of me. I couldn't resist. I reached down and put my finger into it. I lifted my finger to my mouth and licked it off. I could taste the saltiness of my father's cum, mixed with the sweetness of my pussy juice. I looked up to find my father smiling at me. "You really are a slut." He laughed. He took my hand and we went to the tent. We feel asleep with my head on his chest and his arm securely around me. The next morning we packed up the car and headed home. About fifteen minutes from the house I decided to ask him. It had been a very quiet ride home. "Daddy, will we ever do that again?" I asked. "Do what? Go camping?" "No. I mean, well, um, have sex." I stammered. "Yes, of course baby. Someone has to teach you how to be a good slut." He said with a grin. I smiled broadly, I could hardly wait to see what he had in store for me...