3 comments/ 78261 views/ 45 favorites Daddy's Trick and Treats By: ssterrapin You are Daddy's little girl and are planning to come home from school for the long Halloween weekend. You wanted to come home to see your Daddy; he had been sad and lonely since mommy had left him. As an added bonus, some of your high school friends were planning a killer costume party that was guaranteed to be the party of the year. Truth be told, you were feeling a little sad and lonely too. Since you'd gone away to school, you were homesick; since you were a little shy, you had not made as many friends as you had hoped, and none of them seemed to like you as much as your friends from home. You had gone out with a couple of guys, but there always seemed to be that something missing' none of them could measure up to your Daddy. No one seemed to be able to make you feel the way that Daddy makes you feel. No one was as kind or as supportive to you as Daddy and frankly, none of the guys you met made you weak in the knees as your Daddy when they held you tight like when you gave your Daddy a big hug. You felt safe and loved in Daddy's arms; that was something that no guy seemed to be able to replace. God, you were glad to be home again; you had so missed your Daddy. Since you were only going to be home for a couple of days, you'd taken a red eye home so you could be there as long as humanly possible. You got out of the cab and tip toed in the door to find your Daddy sound asleep in his favorite chair in front of the television. You knelt down beside him and nuzzled your face against his cheek and neck. He stirred, awoken by the feel of your long hair caressing his neck and shoulder. "Hey sweetie, how did you get here, what time is it, is everything ok?" The questions firing from his mouth in a confused manner as he awoke from his dreams, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and then smiling the smile that only your Daddy can smile; the smile of recognition and love for his little girl. "Daddy, I'm so glad to be home. I've missed you so much that I wanted to surprise you and come home a few hours early!" as you jumped into his lap and wrapped your arms around his neck, smothering his cheek with little kisses. "Since there's a party that I'm supposed to go to, and I still have to shop for a costume, I wanted to spend as much time as possible with my perfect Daddy." You squeezed him as hard as possible, he felt so good in your arms, better that you had remembered and certainly better than any of the boys at school. "I've missed you too honey. The house has been quiet and lonely since you've gone away to school." You hold your finger to Daddy's lips and smile into his eyes, hugging him tighter, if that was possible, feeling warm and tingly inside realizing that your Daddy has missed you just as much as you've missed him. Daddy looks at the clock and sees how late it actually is. With out a word, Daddy scoops you up in his arms as he carries you up to your old room. He lays you on your bed, kisses you on the forehead and says, "Get some sleep princess, it's so good to have you home again with me." You drift off to sleep to the happy thoughts of your Daddy; his smile, his masculine smell, the hair on his face and best of all, the feeling of being held in his strong arms. You are as happy as you can ever remember being as you nod off into a deep, blissful sleep. Your eyes flutter open and you stretch your long lithe body from your sound sleep. You still can't get over how good it feels to be home. You look down and you're still in your belly shirt and short pleated skirt that you had worn home on your flight. You roll to your side to stretch some more when you feel the stickiness between your long, sexy toned legs. You are finally conscious enough to understand that your legs are wet and sticky from your dreams. You move a little more and feel the dampness of your panties against the smooth skin of your sex. Your mind registers the fact that you've had such an intense dream that your pussy is sopping wet, so wet in fact that it has soaked your slender thighs with your juices. You crawl out of bed to remove your skirt and see the huge wet spots on BOTH the front and back of the material. Wow, that must have been some dream; God, how you wish you could remember it. Just the sight of your panties, thighs and skirt send a message to your beautiful round breasts; you begin to feel them trapped under your little shirt, your nipples hardening. You feel that they are a little sore against the thin layer of cotton, as if they'd been hard all night. Man, you really are starting to get mad that you can't remember what your dream was about. Oh well, now that you're awake and your body is telling you how anxious it is, you might as well behave like you used to in your old room. You quickly slip off your belly tee and your soaking wet panties and lay back down in your bed. Since your sexy tight body is sending you an obvious message, you might as well enjoy it. You lean back on your bed and let your hands roam freely all over your aching body. Each caress brings a new, more intense soreness to your nipples and an increased wetness between your legs. You've played with yourself many times in this room previously, more than you could ever hope to count, but something about this time is spellbinding. You have yet to touch any of your more sensitive parts, but already you feel a tingling in your stomach that only means one thing. Your long sensuous fingers move from massaging your curvy hips and just graze against your inner thighs, several inches below your sex and suddenly, you feel your entire body tense up as spasms quake in your pussy and a pool of liquids forms between your legs. WHAT WAS THAT DREAM ABOUT? Enough teasing already; you take a breast in each hand and begin to rub and massage them, each touch a little firmer, a little rougher. You tug and twist and squeeze your now rock hard nipples. Your breath is quickening, your back arches off the bed as another tremor moves through out your body, now covered with the sheen of sweat. You trace your fingers down your belly and begin to pull, tug and twist your lower lips. You actually are having a difficult time getting a grip on them due to the incredible amount of moisture soaking your privates. Your fingers continue to dance and tease your sex, massaging your lips, teasing your entrance. You grab a hair brush from your nightstand and drive it into your ravenous opening, you feel your strong vaginal muscles clamp down, your eyes role back in your head as you feel your entire body rise of the bed. You can't take much more, but knowing how amazing this experience has been, you know you've got to finish it off right. Still pumping the brush handle in and out of your dancing pussy, you take your other hand and finger your until now ignored clit. Now you blast off, your entire body is shaking as your mind drifts to the thought of how good it is to be home with Daddy. At that exact instant, your body lurches into the air as your drive the brush deep into your cunt and your palm grinds against your raw clit. A flood of liquid is released and you feel your legs bathed in their intense heat. The trembling and shaking goes on for what seems like forever. As you collapse back onto your bed, panting, your breathing labored, it begins to dawn on you that maybe you do have an inkling of what your dream was about. You close your beautiful eyes and begin to doze off to recover from the most intense experience you've ever had. A smile creeps to the corners of your luscious lips; you now know what you're going to be for Halloween, and if you have your way, it's going make for the best night of your life. By the time you wake from the slumber brought on by your morning treat, it is noon. You drag yourself downstairs, excited to spend some alone time with your Daddy. You get to the kitchen to find a note on the table from Daddy: "Sweetheart, I had to go to the office for an emergency. I was so looking forward to spending the day with my best girl, but now I'm afraid that by the time I get home, you'll be getting ready to go to your party with your friends. I hope that I get to spend some time with you before you have to return to school. I really have missed you more than you can imagine. Love, Daddy." You read the note again and again. You do know how much Daddy has missed you because you've missed him just as much. You read the note once more and become even more determined to put your plan into action and make this the best night of your young life. You race upstairs to take a bath and get ready for the day ahead of you. Everything must be ready and waiting for when Daddy gets home; you understand that now, more than ever, you must bring your idea to fruition, for both your sakes. By the time you returned from shopping for your costume, it was about 6. You are very excited to put it on and show it off, but at the same time, you are nervous, not completely confident that it will have the desired effect. You race upstairs to the bathroom to begin to prepare yourself for the upcoming evening; you want everything to be just so, especially your appearance. You stand in front of the mirror as you undress, slowly caressing and teasing yourself. You are a voyeur watching as your long fingers begin their expedition of your hard sexy body, tracing down your neck, fondling and squeezing your full breasts, ticking your flat belly and then trailing around your hips and grabbing your perfect round ass. You feel your nipples begin to harden and the moistness begin to collect between your folds. You know you could stand here all day and watch yourself, but you don't have the time, so you turn on the tub and go to your room to lay out your costume. By the time your costume was neatly arranged on your bed and you've returned to the bathroom, the tub was nearly filled with very warm water and bubbles of your favorite scented salts. You gingerly climb into the warm soothing water and slowly sink into the water, your senses giving themselves to the sensations of the heat and aroma filling the room. You feel as the tension leaves your body and your mind finally begins to relax after a long day of preparation. Once again, your hands begin to explore your lovely body. Your eyes slide shut as you begin to enjoy all of the stimuli converging upon your young body. As you continue to caress and fondle your body, you begin to feel the passions rising. You bite your lip trying to regain control; you were hoping to save all of your strength for this evening, but in the end, your cravings win out. You lean back in the tub and spread your long slender legs, pulling your supple thighs to your chest, letting your knees spread as far as possible in the confines of the basin. You've been smoldering with lust for hours; even though you came several times this morning, you are hornier than you can believe. There's no time for a tease anymore, you need to cum right this second. You grab your waterproof vibrator that is your travel companion and begin to fuck yourself deep and fast. You are slamming your palm into your pussy over and over; your other hand is pulling, pinching and twisting your hard knob. You keep pounding away, you feel your body beginning to tremble, and your hips are furiously bucking up and down, splashing water all over the floor. With a final thrust, your entire body tenses up, you cry out in ecstasy as your pussy convulsed around the vibrator, squeezing the plastic so hard that you think you may crush it with the intensity for you climax. You collapse back into your bath, your hand and mound sore from ramming into one another. You moan and close your eyes. God, you pray your plan works because you fear that your body will not be able to take much more of your self abuse. You are sitting in front of your mirror, applying the final touches to your make up when you hear Daddy drag himself into the house after a long day at work. You smile to yourself; you're so excited to see your Daddy. You've missed him all day, but are so very excited to have him see you in your costume. Before you head to the top of the stairs, you check yourself out one last time in the mirror. Not to be stuck up, you look amazing. You scamper to the landing at the top of the staircase and yell down, "Daddy, I've missed you so much today. Since it's Halloween today, I've got a treat for you, but first, you must promise to take me trick or treating before my party tonight." You are so excited to hear your Daddy's voice that you're squirming with anticipation. "I've missed you to princess. You're not serious about the trick or treat part are you sweetie? I've had a hard day and would like to just relax with my little girl before she heads out for the night. Besides, isn't 20 years of age a little old to be still trick or treating?" You could hear the fatigue in Daddy's voice, but you were not about to be denied what you've been planning all day long. "Daddy, PLEASE. PRETTY PLEASE Daddy. I promise it will be fun and I KNOW you're going to love your treat. PLEASE DADDY!!!" You know that Daddy will not be able to refuse his little girl anything when she is so cute and pleading. "Alright honey, I'll take you trick or treating. You know that I can't resist doing anything for my little girl." You are ecstatic; besides, you know Daddy's attitude will change once he gets his treat. As you begin to make your way down the stairs, you draw several deep breaths. This is the moment of truth; you'll finally see whether your day of scheming will achieve the results that you've been hoping for. As you appear around the staircase, Daddy is sitting in his favorite chair, reading the paper. You inspect your costume one last time; you feel the butterflies churning in your tummy. You see Daddy beginning to fold his paper, as his eyes are about to leave the black print for you in your costume and all of its glory; finally, the moment of truth is upon you. Daddy looks up and his eyes fly wide, his mouth drops open and you hear him gasp as he tries to catch his breath. From the flush quickly coming to his cheeks, you believe your costume is working, but Daddy's words leave no doubt as he stammers trying to put together a coherent sentence. "B-B-Baby, that's some costume. Who are you supposed to be?" His eyes are trying to soak in every last inch of you, his most stunning daughter. "Oh Daddy, I'm a Pussy Cat Doll. They're all the rage. They're dancers, like from when you were my age." You are beginning to feel a flushed yourself. You hadn't realized just how powerful of an effect your Daddy's stares would have upon you. You feel sexier than you've ever felt. Your shoulders are back, head held high, standing with as much poise as possible. Your hands are firmly planted on your hips, your long, long legs spread to shoulder width, with your left leg turned outward, really showing off your slender toned thigh. "You, You want me to take you out trick or treating in that?" Daddy must be referring to the pink feather boa adorning your silky smooth shoulders. Or maybe, he's referring to the black leather bustier that tied up the front and just happened to not want to close completely, showing off plenty of skin between your two, rather large perfectly rounded breasts. The bustier was also just the right length; squeezing your breasts tightly enough to seem if you move just quickly enough, both will come spilling out and short enough to expose half of your rib cage and all of your flat soft belly. Perhaps he was referring to your bright red hip hugger panties partially covered by a maroon garter belt that trailed down your thighs to lavender thigh high stockings. Your look was finished off calf high black leather boots. You truly are a sight to behold. The longer you stood there with Daddy staring at you, the more and more excited you were getting. "Daddy! Don't be such a prude. It's not like I'm going to running around naked. I'm just going to go trick or treat with my Daddy." So far, so good; Daddy was reacting just as you were hoping. You could see the bulge beginning to form in Daddy's crotch, which in turn was making your nipples harden against their leather confines and the first trickle of moisture was forming in your dark maroon panties. "Don't I make a good treat Daddy?" You give Daddy a coy smile and bat your eyes at him innocently. Suddenly, your Daddy's expression changes from one of shock to a look of undeniable lust. Daddy's eyes narrow and his mouth closes with a sly sneer forming on the corners of his mouth. Beneath your cool, sexy exterior, your heart feels like it's going to pound right out for your chest. Your breath is quickening as you realize that your fantasies seem ready to come true. "Yes baby, you do make quite a delicious treat. But before Daddy takes you trick or treating, he thinks that you deserve a trick for being so mischievous." Daddy stands and walks towards you, his eyes locked into yours. As he approaches, his eyes never leave yours and you are unable to look from his. He continues his advance and you slowly retreat until all of a sudden, you back into the edge of the couch and fall backwards, your legs spread wide. Before it registers what has happened, Daddy is on his knees between your thighs, caressing, rubbing, kissing, licking and sucking. He is working his way to your panties. You feel the heat building exponentially under your silk panties and feel the trickle becoming a steady flow. You lean back and moan as Daddy's fingers reach the top of your panties and pull them just below your hips. He is licking and sucking your luscious folds, tasting your sweet juices. Your hips are lifting off the couch to meet his advances; your long legs leave the ground to wrap around his torso, trying to pull him into your ravenous sex. Daddy's finger brushes your hard, aching clit, sending a spasm throughout your body, forcing your head back. At that moment, you feel something hard and very cold at the opening of your juicy pussy, sending shivers up and down your spine. Before you are able to open your eyes to see what it is, Daddy has pushed it deep into you. Your muscles begin to convulse as your velvet walls surround and embrace the intruder. Daddy is still buried between your legs, licking up his little girl's candy treat for him as you try simultaneously to adjust to the invader snuggled in you and come down from yet another incredible orgasm. You slowly regain your breath and unwrap your legs from around your Daddy. You look down to your Daddy and smile, running your fingers through his hair. Daddy looks back up to your eyes and returns the smile, but it isn't his normal Daddy smile, it is a very sexy devilish grin. Daddy kisses your belly and pulls your hipster panties up over your curved hips. He stands and extends his hand to you; he helps you to your feet onto wobbly unsteady legs. Daddy pulls your close and kisses you passionately. As you taste yourself on his lips and feel your nipples trying to rip through their leather prison and a renewed moisture between your tender folds. Daddy holds you tight, and brushes your raven hair from your face as he looks deeply into your eyes. He licks and sucks your earlobes and neck as you slowly try to regain your composure. "OK princess, it looks like it's time for us to start trick or treating. Grab a pillowcase from the closet and let's get going before it gets too much later." You are a little stunned; you had only suggested it to get Daddy thinking about you walking around in public in such little attire, to get to him to think of you sexually, so you could seduce him; now, he was really going to do it, but since your plan had worked out so well, you decided to give yourself completely to your Daddy and see what he has in store for you. When you take your first step towards the closet, you are suddenly brought to the understanding that the cold, hard object is till nestled in your pussy. You look back at Daddy and he has a broad grin upon his lips, knowing what has just crossed your mind. "Hurry up little one, no time to waste." Daddy's Trick and Treats Daddy takes you by the hand as you leave the house. You feel so happy and safe when you're with Daddy; you are even beginning to become accustomed with the object sitting snuggly in your tight pussy, you enjoy the feeling of your juices collecting in your dark panties, most of all, you relish the thought of others seeing you with your loving Daddy, wanting everyone to know just how joyous you are. You approach the first house, but Daddy is no longer beside you. You freeze in your tracks and look over your shoulder to see Daddy standing on the sidewalk. "Go ahead honey, Daddy will wait for you right here." You are apprehensive going to the door, nervous, as Daddy is not holding your hand. You ring the bell and an older woman answers the door. "Trick or treat." You start, still a little uneasy, but it was your idea, so you trust your Daddy and proceed. "My aren't you a pretty girl, so tall for such a young girl. What are you dressed as sweetie." "I'm an old burlesque dan……." At that exact moment, midword, you feel the object in your pussy begin to vibrate and shake. You are taken so off guard that you nearly collapse as your arms shoot out to grab the doorframe. "-cer. -cer. Dancer, Ma'am." Just as suddenly, the vibrations end. Visibly unnerved and off balance, the woman asks if you're all right. You respond that you're fine, just still trying to getting used to the heels on your boots. As she turns to get you a piece of candy, you feel how flushed your cheeks are, your nipples are throbbing and you feel your juices beginning to saturate your panties and slick your trembling thighs. You get your candy, thank the old woman and tentatively make your way to the sidewalk where Daddy is beside himself with glee. You finally reach him and grab his arm as you collapse against his chest. "What was that Daddy? My god, I almost came on the spot." You pose the question, still trying to steady yourself and catch your breath. "Daddy told his little girl that since she was so naughty in seducing her Daddy, that she would have to withstand a trick in order to get her treat. While Daddy was licking your sweet little pussy earlier, he placed a remote control egg in you. Since you thought it would be funny to tease Daddy, now it's Daddy's turn to tease his little girl." As soon as Daddy finished speaking, the vibrations returned. You begin to pant and strain your entire body to try and keep control and not fall onto the sidewalk on the spot and give yourself over to your lusty pleasure. Just as suddenly, the sensations stopped. You continue on, stopping at several more houses for candy, with Daddy continuing to torture you at the most inopportune moments, causing you to stutter and shake when trying to ask for candy. You are quickly approaching the point of no return as you are unsure how much more of this intense stimulation you can take without cumming all over yourself. As it is right now, your panties are soaked clear through with the not so subtle scent of your pussy. Your garters and stockings are getting increasingly damp with some streaks all the way down to your knees. Your agitated state is not lost on Daddy as he finally heads his little girl in the direction of home. When you reach the front walk leading into your house, Daddy turns the egg on high and leaves it on. You are trembling and unable to walk. Daddy scoops you up in his arms and carries you to the door; you wrap your long, long legs around his waist and grind your pussy against his belly. You are moaning and panting by the time Daddy gets you inside, burying your face into Daddy's shoulder, biting his neck to suppress your screams of ecstasy. Suddenly, once inside the house, the egg goes off completely. You are so worked up by this point that you are trying desperately to join your sexy body with Daddy's, pushing into him, trying to pull him into you as tightly as possible, all the while, rubbing your sopping wet pussy and aching hard love bud against him. Daddy just grins as he pries your legs from around his waist and your arms from around his neck, pushing you onto the couch. "So, did my little girl enjoy trick or treating with Daddy? Did you get as much candy as you were hoping for?" Daddy is mocking his little girl when he sees you try to get your fingers into your soaking wet panties while squirming and wiggling on the couch, rubbing your legs together for stimulation. Daddy strides to the couch and pushes your legs apart and grabs your wrists so you can no longer stimulate yourself. "Daddy, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE let me cum!" is your cry, pleading and begging for release. "I'm sorry for trying to tease and trick you. I love you Daddy. I'm so sorry, PLEASE." The tears of frustration are beginning to stream down your flushed cheeks. Your back is arching off of the couch trying to get your sex to rub against your Daddy. Daddy wraps your wrists behind your back and pulls you into his lap. He holds your slender wrists with one hand, pushing down on the small of your back. With his other hand, he begins to caress and rub the backs of your thighs and tight ass. You begin to writhe and twist in his lap; you are beyond comprehension with lust and desire. "SSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHH, baby, calm down." Daddy's voice is soothing, but his touch is driving you insane. He continues to hold you down in his lap while stroking your back, ass and thighs. You close your eyes and try to control your breathing, trying to concentrate on the soothing sound of his voice. "My little girl was very, very naughty in trying to tempt Daddy. You need to be punished before you get to eat any candy." Daddy's voice is even and calm as he speaks, but at that instant you feel the stinging of pain as his hand lands squarely on your round soft ass. He continues to alternate caressing with hard SLAPS. You are whimpering at this point, feeling the heat of the spanking envelop your ass, but at the same time the stimulation is also directly sending shock waves through your pussy. It's so hot and wet that it is dripping a stream of juices onto Daddy's lap. You feel your orgasm start to build and see the end in sight when suddenly, Daddy presses your wrists firmly into your back, but stops all other sensation. You are wiggling your rosy red ass in his face, trying to wiggle your aching clit against him, anything for the relief you're craving. "OK sweetie, Daddy is very proud of his little girl for taking her trick so well. Now, before you get any candy, let's take you upstairs and get you cleaned up." Daddy scoops your tight body up in his arms and carries you upstairs to the bathroom. He runs a warm bath with your favorite salts and begins to undress you. His hands feel rough, but are very tender with you as he removes your clothing, wet from your sweat and river of cum surging from your pussy. Once you're undressed, Daddy lifts you into the tub and lets you slide into the warm water. It feels wonderful after being outside in such revealing clothing on a cool October evening; it hadn't helped matters that you were drenched from the waist down in such weather. Daddy begins to bathe you; you feel your body beginning approach your every elusive climax once again; your hands begin to slide down your body towards your breasts, but before they make it, Daddy has a firm grip on them. Your eyes open to find Daddy gazing into them; he smiles, pushing your hands above your head saying, "Not yet honey, let Daddy finish getting you cleaned up first." You gritted your teeth and squeezed your eyes closed as you feel Daddy's hands washing you, everywhere. He sees how much you're enjoying his touch, but doesn't want you to spill over the edge, not just yet. You feel his fingers enter your lower lips; your hips begin to rise from the water to meet his advance. Suddenly, there is pain shooting through your breasts. You squeal as your eyes see one hand pinching your nipples very, very hard as the other hand retrieves the egg from your womb. Daddy knows you would have cum without this bit of pain and he doesn't want his little girl getting her treat before it's time. Daddy lifts you from the tub onto the mat on the floor; the bubbles and water and running down you. Daddy takes a clean thick towel and begins to dry your soft skin. It feels so warm and soft; you feel your nipples strain as Daddy dries your back and belly, all the while, the slow trickle continues between your long luscious legs as Daddy towels first one, then the other by lifting it by the ankle, setting your foot on his thigh and then rubbing the cloth up and down your thigh and calf. You feel you breathing quicken and your hands grab for the walls as Daddy brushes your aching hard clit. Daddy stands and wraps the towel around you as he pulls you to his chest. "Honey, can I get you a piece of candy while you get dressed for your party?" Daddy is looking down into your eyes and smiling. "Daddy, if you don't mind, I was kind of thinking about staying here with you. That is if you don't mind." You were nervous that he may say no, but there was no way you could go anywhere, not after the way Daddy has made you feel. You need him, you want to be nowhere else in the world besides Daddy's arms. You pull yourself as close to him as possible in hopes of convincing him to let you stay with him. When you feel the hardness of his cock straining against his pants, you look up to his face, beaming with pride, as you know you were the one who made Daddy excited. "Of course you can stay sweetie. I was hoping you would, but I didn't want to keep you from your friends and your party." He smiled as he cupped your face between his hands. "Daddy, there will be other parties, but I've only got one Daddy and one tonight, and I need you. PLEASE Daddy, is it time yet?" You are pleading and you try to meld your body with his. Daddy smiled and picked you up and carried you into HIS room. He set you down on the king sized bed and kissed you passionately, his tongue exploring your mouth, his hands smoothing the skin of your back until they reach the curve of your ass where they cup and squeeze firmly. You gasp into Daddy's mouth, not wanting to break the kiss you've been hoping for, dreaming of since you first got home. As he kisses down the length of your body, Daddy slides the towel of your needy body and drops it to the floor, all the while, you are trying to get his belt undone so you can get his pants off as quickly as humanly possible. Within a minute, you have Daddy as naked as you and push him onto his back. "Enough of your tricks Daddy, I want my treat NOW!" You purr lustily, finally sensing the satisfaction you've been needing is within your grasp. You lick up and down the shaft of his hard cock, letting him feel your warm breath on the bulb. Daddy lets out a long low moan as your tongue teases his slit. You taste his precum as it begins to dribble from him; it tastes delicious, better than any candy you've ever gotten for Halloween. You can't take it anymore, you've been teased enough and sucking Daddy's cock just won't do it. You straddle Daddy's chest and begin scooting back down over his belly until you feel his cock against your still red ass. You lift your body up and tease your slip with the head of his cock, tracing from your ass to your clit several times until your juices are coating his hard cock. With no warning, you drop your body onto Daddy's cock with one swift move, impaling yourself with one stroke. You've been on edge for so long that you begin to cum immediately, your juices sloshing out with each movement of your body up and down along Daddy's shaft. Your head is tossing from side to side, your back arching and breath erratic, pussy gripping and grabbing Daddy's hard cock tighter and tighter. Weak from your torment, you sit on Daddy's cock and grind against him while your pussy is quivering and convulsing. You lean your body onto Daddy's chest, still gripping his cock in your pussy, sucking his nipples, kissing his shoulders and neck. You feel Daddy's cock begin to swell in your pussy and his body tenses. It seems Daddy has been built up for some time too. At the same time, Daddy's hand slides between your two bodies and begins to play with your aching clit. Once more, you begin to shake and tremble, you feel yet another rush of liquid between your legs and you moan and scream in sheer pleasure. Your quaking is too much for Daddy as he begins to spurt and spit his cream into your tight pussy. Just the thought that you've been able to make your Daddy cum sends another jolt of electricity throughout your entire body; wave upon wave upon wave of pleasure washes over your body from the top of your head all the way to your toes. You collapse completely onto your Daddy, unable to support your weight any longer. Daddy holds you to him tightly, his hard cock still feeling the embrace of your juicy sloppy pussy. You and Daddy are both struggling to catch your breath. He runs his fingers through your long black hair and pulls your face to his as once again your lips hold, lick and suck upon his. You are in heaven; Daddy is the one man who has always been there for you and now, he has given you the ultimate pleasure. He's taken you to a place you'd never imagined possible and then held you there, teasing and torturing your senses until he decided it was time for you to rush over the edge. You've never been happier than you are right now in his strong arms. "Daddy, thank you for taking me trick or treating. I had much more fun that I ever did when I go with my friends." Your voice almost a whisper, but still it manages to fill Daddy's ears. "Anytime baby. By the way honey, I LOVED your costume and your peach is sweeter than any candy." He pulls you tight and kisses your cheek. "Well Daddy, my flight back to school isn't until 5 tomorrow afternoon, so I think I'm going to have some more of your candy while I can." You give him a wicked grin while feeling his cock begin to harden between your legs. "I think our party is just beginning."