8 comments/ 33895 views/ 28 favorites The Day Daddy Made Me His Ch. 01 By: MariahsMadness Thanks to Hacker813 _____________________________________ Chapter 1 Daddy and I have watched each other for a long time. It started when I was eighteen, not long after mom ran off all coked up with the gardener. I heard Daddy in his room moaning and I thought he was hurt so I peeked in his door, but what I found was something completely different. Daddy was laying on his bed naked, his toned body glistening with sweat in the moonlight. His dark hair was slightly tousled and his cock was hard in his hand. Ever since that night when Daddy played with himself I'd sneak to his door and watch. One day, at nineteen, while watching I was very wet and I wanted Daddy very badly, but I was too scared to make the first move. Instead I very quietly slipped my hand into my shorts and began to play with myself. My fingers caressed my clit and I was overcome with a warm sensation. Slowly I slid my middle finger down my soaked slit and into my throbbing cunt. A low moan escaped my lips and I heard Daddy gasp, I looked up to his face to see his eyes staring into mine. As his eyes met mine I heard Daddy moan that special moan he only makes when cumming. I softly whimpered going to my room. I laid on my bed and began playing with myself furiously but I could not cum. When I finally gave up I heard a soft growl of frustration and looked up to see Daddy at my door watching, cock in hand. Now I was not the only one going crazy with desire, Daddy would sneak to my room and watch me play with myself as he played with himself as well. On my twenty first birthday Daddy gave me a surprise. I woke up to a neatly wrapped present at the end of my bed. I opened it and found multiple lingerie pieces and a note. The hand writing was Daddy's and I read it eagerly. "Tonight I want you to wear one of these, and when you play I want it to be in my bed." My heart raced and I immediately began trying on the lingerie. I started with the more mundane pieces and then began getting to the more racy ones. At the very bottom there was one made of nothing but leather strips, leaving the pussy exposed and the nipples barely covered, I decided to save this for another time and quickly slipped back into the Ivory corset with black accents and black see-through thong. As the day passed I got more and more anxious to play in Daddy's bed, the hours seemed to tick by forever and Daddy was nowhere to be found. At around nine I decided to call him, he answered on the first ring and a smile spread across my lips. "I'm in your room about to begin," I said, my voice a little husky. I heard Daddy inhale sharply and swallow. "I'll be right there baby girl," he replied. My cheeks began to burn as I blushed in anticipation. I ran to the bathroom making sure I looked okay then went to Daddy's room stripping to the corset and thong I'd picked out. I heard the front door open and I once again smiled to myself as I knew Daddy was coming. I reached down and traced my pussy through the outside of the thin material that made my thong. A small whimper escaped my throat and I was all but surprised to discover the material already soaked. As I reached down under my panties and slowly circled my clit Daddy came to the door. He was naked which pleased me but this time he didn't stay by the door to watch. He came in and slowly walked over, sitting behind me so my back was against his chest. I could feel his cock stiffening and it made me even wetter. "You know I've watched you kitten and I know you can't cum on your own, so for your birthday I thought I would help," he whispers in my ear. My breath hitches and I whimper in pleading, begging Daddy to help me in any way. He trails his hands up my back then down my sides, slowly he begins to slide them up my stomach and over my breasts. Daddy begins to unsnap the front of the corset and my breasts just almost fall free before he stops. "This will be the only time I please you kitten, you know it's wrong but I just can't help myself," Daddy says, his voice husky with yearning. "Yes sir Daddy, I understand," I reply, my tone a little sad as I realize this will be the only time Daddy will ever touch me. The Day Daddy Made Me His Ch. 02 Thanks to Hacker813 for helping _______________________________ Chapter 2 "Good girl kitten," Daddy whispers in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. He finishes unsnapping the corset faster than before and my full breasts are free. I feel Daddy's cock twitch against my back as he inhales sharply. Slowly he slides his hands back up my stomach, and my breath hitches in my throat. I squirm and lean back against Daddy, making his cock twitch again. "Be a good girl kitten," Daddy murmurs in my ear as he runs his hands over my breasts. I softly gasp and my nipples harden, I'm overcome with pleasure and needing, causing me to squirm some more. Daddy softly growls and pulls me closer against him, I feel his cock press firmly against the small of my back and I softly whimper, pleading for more. "I said be a good girl," he mutters breathlessly as he pushes his hips forward. "Yes sir Daddy. I'm sorry, it just feels so good when you touch me," I mumble. A smile spreads across Daddy's face and he licks the back of my neck. "I know kitten," he whispers nibbling my ear. I can't take it any more as my cunt begins to throb with the need to be touched and I reach my hand down my thong, sliding my fingertips over my dripping pussy. Suddenly Daddy stops everything he's doing and growls taking my wrist in his hand and pulling. My fingers just brush my clit and I whimper pleadingly. "Daddy I need you," I pant. "I told you kitten, this is the only time I'll touch you, once you've came I'm leaving. Are you sure you want me to touch you there?" Daddy asks his tone serious. I bite my lower lip as I think, my mind screams no, that I should enjoy every second he allows me to be touched by him. But while my mind yells, my body screeches for his touch and I know that I need Daddy right now, even more than I need to breathe. I softly sigh and nod my head, telling Daddy I'm sure. Suddenly Daddy's breathing becomes very fast and he grabs my thighs and pulls me against him with a ferocity I've never seen. Daddy places his left hand on my breast and begins to alternate between pulling and massaging my nipple. He takes his right hand and shoves three fingers in my mouth. "Suck," he pants and I do so before the word has even left his lips. Daddy softly moans and pulls his hand away sliding it down my stomach. His fingers near my clit and my breathing becomes ragged, I buck my hips begging him to touch me. He takes his hand and cups my hot mound pulling me as close as possible, I feel Daddy's balls touch my back and I whimper. Suddenly he slides his middle finger into my aching cunt and I softly cry out in pleasure. Daddy softly chuckles and once again licks my neck. "Good girl kitten," Daddy murmurs nipping up and down my neck and collar bone. Daddy begins to slowly pull his finger in and out, then slides it as deep as he can. I whimper in pleasure and wiggle in Daddy's arms, his cock slides along my back and Daddy gasps. "Stop that kitten" Daddy moans as he starts to quickly swirl his finger inside me. As I'm filled with pleasure I can't sit still and I squirm more. Daddy's breathing becomes as ragged as mine and I hear him softly curse under his breath. He takes his thumb and begins to circle my clit as he traces the other finger on the entrance if my pussy. Daddy slides it in and my body trembles as my pussy tightens. I'm squirming like crazy and I can feel Daddy's cock twitching even more. "I'm gonna cum!" I scream gripping the sheets and resting my head on Daddy's shoulder. "Fuck kitten cum, cum for Daddy," he pants in my ear. Suddenly my cunt tightens and I begin to slowly cum. A deep moan escapes my lips and I feel my back becoming wet. Daddy swirls his fingers faster and my moan turns into a scream as I'm launched into pure ecstasy. "Ohhh kitten, fuck baby girl," Daddy moans and I realize he's started to cum on my back. Daddy holds me panting while I finish cumming then he slowly takes his fingers away from my still throbbing pussy. He licks his fingers then puts them in my mouth, this time I suck without his instruction. Once his fingers are clean he gets up and walks to the door. I look after him and softly whine. Daddy stops and looks back a sad look in his eye. "I'm sorry kitten," He whispers leaving the doorway. I watch after him and see he's still hard, and I decide then and there I'll have Daddy touch me again. The Day Daddy Made Me His Ch. 03 Thanks again Hacker813. ___________________________________ Chapter 3 Once Daddy has disappeared from my sight I fall back against the big bed with a deep sigh. My mind is racing and my body still trembling here and there with pleasure. It's not the first time I've cum, I mean hey I'm twenty and a very sexual person. I've needed my release from time to time, but I've never experienced something like this. My pussy drips and my thighs have become soaked, there's a small puddle between my legs and then I remember Daddy came on my back. Slowly I sit forward and reach to the small of my back. I trail my fingers through the sticky cum and whimper as my pussy throbs knowing I made Daddy pleased. Slowly I reach back around and look at Daddy's sticky cum on my fingers. I want to taste it, and after a moment that's exactly what I do. At first I flick my tongue out quickly, Daddy's cum hits my tongue and I gasp at how delicious it is. I take my fingers back into my mouth and suck them clean with a small moan. Once I'm done I sit there for a few moments lightly panting before getting up. I grab my new beautiful corset, it somehow managed to make it through the whole ordeal without a drop of cum ever landing on it. I fold it up neatly and set it on the night stand, then begin looking for my matching thong. After twenty minutes I give up and continue to strip the bed of the sheets. I take them down stairs and throw them in the wash, then come put a fresh dark red sheet sheet on the bed and proceed to make it with a new black blanket and all fifteen pillows. Once finished I take the corset back to my room and lay it on the dresser. I pause to look in the full length mirror and gasp. My hair is slightly disheveled, my nipples hard, and my clit slightly swollen, I'm covered is sweat from cleaning and my cognac eyes are bright and wide from playing with Daddy. I hurry up and grab my fluffy towels before I head back to Daddy's room. Usually I prefer my shower due to the bathroom being off of my room, but today the high heat and adjustable water pressure of his shower sound amazing. I open the bathroom door and step in, I pause as I see the shower on and Daddy inside. My breath catches and after a moment I slide in quietly behind him and wrap my arms around his waist. "You made a mess on my back Daddy... now you should clean it," I murmur kissing his shoulder blade. This has the opposite affect than intended and Daddy becomes rigid under me. "Kitten, let go," he says sternly trying to pull my hands apart. I hold on tighter and Daddy's ass is almost against my clit. "Please Daddy, I need you so badly," I whisper kind of hurt. "I said let go," Daddy replies raising his voice. I step back shocked tears forming in my eyes. This is a tone I've never heard Daddy use and I know I've done wrong. Before I can't say a word Daddy has stepped out of the shower and is out the door. A small pout spreads across my face and I sigh stepping under the hot water. I quickly shampoo then condition my hair with my lavender scented matching set, then clean my body. All done I turn the water off and step out. I wrap my towels around me then go to my room to get dressed. I throw on a pair of black leather pants and a flowy white pirate style shirt, with sleeves that come to my elbows. After that I slip my phone in my pocket and grab a hair tie. I leave my room and begin braiding my hair to the side as I come down the stairs. I tie it off with the rubber band as I reach the bottom and begin looking around for Daddy. I can't find him in the clean kitchen or large living room, I go outside and he's not in the pool or hot tub either. Getting a little worried I check his office but he isn't there either. I rush down to the basement and my heart feels as if it's about to pound out of my chest. "Daddy's never acted like that... what if he left and got in a wreck...," I think to myself "..or what if he just left," my subconscious whispers cruelly. "No! Daddy wouldn't do that! He loves me... even if it's not the same way I love him... he wouldn't leave like mom did... he wouldn't," I say trying to convince myself but he's not in the basement either. My heart drops and I run up the stairs. "Where could he be? Where could he be," I think frantically. I check the garage and Daddy's car is still there, my heart rate slows as I stare at the car numbly then realize he's got to be here somewhere. Suddenly I get an idea and head back outside. I begin walking slowly along the crumbling step stones. I reach the fork in the path: one leads right to the garden I asked Daddy to let me make two years ago and straight for the grove of trees I convinced him to get me when I was little. To the right was the nice shed I helped him build to hold all my gardening tools, pool rafts and a spot for him to keep the mower as well. I look around for a moment then with a sigh head straight into the trees. At the third willow I make a left veering off the path, I pass a magnolia then another wide oak. I place my hand on the rough bark and a small smile spreads across my face as I remember the hundreds of times I ran through these trees when I was little and how they grew with me over the years. I turn right and look up at the canopy dark of leaves, through the gaps you can see the clear night sky and stars, making almost a kaleidoscope above. I breathe deeply inhaling the clean air and my feet walk knowing when and where to turn and the cool grass feeling nice on my feet. After a minute I see a small light it the tops of the trees and sigh with relief. I lightly jog and stop at the base of an old hickory I've never been able to wrap my arms even half way around. I softly giggle to myself at the fresh hand prints and shoe prints in the dust of the ladder. I reach up pulling myself up the first branch and from there I begin climbing. I pause wondering if I should continue... but the ladder was down and Daddy knows this is "my house" and I can get in by the branches weather he leaves the ladder down or not.. I shrug then climb the last four branches and step into the cozy tree house. I see Daddy sitting in the hammock chair I made him put up for my fifteenth birthday. He has on a snug white tee-shirt and a pair of shorts that are old now from time, his black hair looks ebony from the water and night. He's bent forward with his elbows on his knees. He holds his head in one hand and a glass of scotch in the other, staring down into it. I can't see his face but by the way he's sitting I know he's torn inside. It's the same way he would sit when he found out mom had gone and spent rent money on drugs or when he was upset after she left. Slowly I walk over and sit on my knees in front of him. I hear him softly gasp but other than that he makes no indication of noticing me. I sit back on my heels and slowly take the glass of scotch from his hand. I take his hand in mine and look up through my lashes into his eyes. "Daddy," I whisper timidly. He jerks his hand away and makes a tiny fraction of a noise I rarely hear . . . one of disgust. I quickly drop my hands and it all becomes too much. My eyes fill with tears and I look down at my lap, but this time I can't hold them in. "Maybe he really is going to leave," my subconscious taunts and it suddenly becomes all I can think of. "I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry. Please don't leave," I sob burying my face in my hands. As the words leave my mouth I regret them but I can't take them back. I feel Daddy's arms war around me and he carries me to the hammock. He sits and softly rock me back and forth. "Shhhh,shhhh little one. I could never leave you Kitten, you're my baby girl. Shhhh, it's okay, I'm here Kitten," Daddy murmurs as he softly takes my hands and places them in my lap. Humiliated and afraid I bury my face in his chest and sob more. "But I disgust you," I moan between sobs. I feel Daddy's lips on my head then him brushing my now dry bangs out of my face. "Look at me," Daddy says hooking his pointer finger under my chin so I look him in the eyes. I sniffle and try to bury my face in his chest again but Daddy won't budge so I resort to looking down towards my lap. "Never princess. Never could you ever disgust me. Where are you coming up with these absurd thoughts Kitten," Daddy says, brushing my tears away with his thumb. "It . . . it's just... well ever since you gave me my birthday present you've been acting funny..... you... you've never talked to me how you did in the shower.... Or pulled away from my touch with a sound of disgust...," I whisper, my voice barely audible by the time I'm through. "Oh... Kitten... No, no. I'm so sorry for how I talked to you. I... It's just I wanted you so badly. I wouldn't have been able to stop myself and we can't do that Kitten. And you could never ever ever ever ever disgust me Kitten. I was disgusted with myself, I... I'm your father, I should've never watched you... or let you watch me, it's wrong," Daddy mutters kissing my nose lightly. "But Daddy... I love you... I always have and I've only just recently been able to admit it to myself... If it's wrong to feel this and want you, then I don't want to be right," I mumble looking up into Daddy's clear bottle green eyes. Daddy lightly sighs, and softly kisses my lips. I kiss back just as softly trying not to press Daddy too far. After a moment he breaks away and leans back in the hammock pulling me with him. He lifts his legs and I do the same. My head rests on his chest and I snuggle close enjoying the feeling of Daddy's body pressed against mine and the heat of the summer night on my skin. I can hear a dog far off in the distance and nature all around. "Kitten... I love you like that too... but, we can't ever do more than what we are now," Daddy murmurs. I know I can't accept it, but for now I can't bear to move so I just stay silent and nod my head. After a moment I sit up looking into Daddy's eyes with a little smile. "So how long did it take you to remember where the tree house was?" "Well, I'm sure it took me a lot longer than you. I got lost twice," Daddy replies. I giggle and kiss his cheek then lay back down, becoming very sleepy. "Good night Daddy, I love you," I mumble "Good night Kitten, I love you too. And happy birthday princess," Daddy says back. I feel him take my hand in his and slip a ring on the pointer finger of my right hand. I smile, but too tired to open my eyes I drift off to sleep.