3 Daughters Ch. 02 - Ava the Good Girl

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Legends of the Azizam - AltU

Daughters of Fable

Chapter 2 - Ava the Good Girl

-From the journals of Ava Fable.

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The internet told me that I have a pussy. Whether I called it a vagina, which is how I learned it, or a pussy, cunt, twat, snatch, lady parts, downstairs lady business, lady garden, or naughty bits - it didn't matter. I couldn't keep my fingers off of it. Or out of it. Or whatever. Things had definitely changed and it was frustrating.

A week prior I was just an average 18 year old having a great birthday, playing board games, watching movies and then, wham! I'm in my room strumming my clit like a banjo. Maybe I should have learned to play bluegrass? I seem to have a knack for it.

More than that, I just started thinking about my father when I do it. When Susan said that Daddy would help with this transition stuff it was a little bit of a shock, but I warmed up to the idea way quicker than I would have guessed. Look at me today. Well, I'm getting ahead of myself.

I get it - daddy is the only real man I've ever had in my life. Sure I had met mommy's friends Joe and Sean and some other men here and there, but I could barely remember their faces. There were always movie stars like Jason Momoa. He was hot. Maybe I liked older men?

Well, except for Ryan Gosling. Oof. He should rename himself Ryan Godling. I guess he was older too. Oh, but Tanner Buchanan. Yum. He'd be fun. I don't know. Maybe I should have compared notes with Ariana and Kiera? I hadn't considered that they were having the same issues until Susan gave us the talk.

I had to put those thoughts on hold because I felt like an old greasy bag full of smashed fruit that had been left in the sun. Flies might as well have come around and made maggot food out of me because that bowling ball in my stomach sucked big time. Gas, bloating and goodness knows what else was going on in there.

If you've ever seen that movie Alien, that's what it felt like. Something was trying to gnaw its way out of my guts. I didn't even want to get up, which mommy said was fine. I didn't have to eat that night either if I didn't want to, as long as I tried to nurse in the morning. Spoiler alert - I didn't try until breakfast.

Breastfeeding was actually really nice. I wasn't too sure when Kiera said she wanted to try but I would have regretted not nursing from mommy Angie. I'd never thought about touching her boobs before but it was... It felt natural? I felt so close to her and her milk was so-so yummy. It wasn't sour like cow's milk, or that mix we usually had. I thought it would make the best chocolate milk ever.

The nap was weird, but mommy said that's normal because we drank so much and promised that it wasn't her milk that made my tummy hurt. It was the changes my body was going through. I kept thinking about that alien, and it wasn't helping.

The journals mommy brought to me were way more interesting than I thought they would be. Did you know that I will try and kiss daddy and won't be able to help myself. If I kiss a normal man I'll kinda suck his soul out of his body? Or energy? Some woo-woo stuff I guessed.

Then I remembered that I shouldn't say that because momma Katie's mom, Cindy, was a witch. A real life witch! Anyway, it says in this book that I can use my singing to control the men who can hear me. In that journal, they bound a woman who was terrorizing and killing guys. She sang and drew a guy to her and ate his soul anyway. Badass.

My little pussy hummed so much I had to interrupt my thoughts so I could reach down and play some bluegrass. I'm not entirely sure how daddy could help me with this but the internet had given me a few ideas. I imagined those gorgeous blue eyes peeking at me from down there. The thought of his hot tongue on me sounded amazing. He could slide his finger inside me and... Yeah, that did it.

I quivered and squeezed my legs together. It felt good, but wasn't amazing. I wasn't sure what the big deal was except that it helped. Unfortunately it didn't help for long and I did it again and again and again. I lost count but the last time I did it before I went to sleep, I imagined daddy put his penis in me too.

When I woke, my stomach felt like it was starting to chew on my spine. I was weak and couldn't really think straight. My pussy ached and I couldn't tell whether it was because it needed to be touched or because I rubbed it off in the middle of the night. It was sore and stung a little when I tried to touch myself. I was so annoyed, and starving.

"Good morning, Sunshine." Mommy Angie said when I found her out by the pool. It was chilly and I shivered in my pajamas. She was also way too happy considering the situation.

"Hey, mommy. I'm starving."

"Want to try?" Mommy asked. I nodded and she moved her journal to the side and lifted her shirt. She had such beautiful boobs. They were big and perfect and I hoped I had some just like them one day.

"Where is everyone?" I asked, nestling in beside her. It was a little awkward since I was as tall as Auntie Susan, but we made it work. I took her nipple as if I had been doing it all my life. It felt so right.

"You're the first one up. Suckle nice and slow, ok?" Mommy suggested. It was so delicious it was hard to slow down, but I did. "Hey, I've been thinking. Would it be ok if I spent some time down at the studio this week? You can text me anytime and I can be here in just a few minutes. I just thought it would be nice if you could spend some quality time with your daddy. What do you think, is that ok?"

I nodded. I couldn't think of any reason why not. Daddy would fight wild animals to protect me. I had nothing to worry about. Besides, I knew they hadn't been working much since our birthday. That's what they did at the studio, making movies and stuff. It was on the property we lived on.

The property was one hundred acres, or something like that. You know, like Winnie-the-Pooh. That made me giggle and I accidentally spit out mommy's nipple. Mommy adjusted and gave me her other nipple. I felt it get hard between my lips, which made me feel funny in an aching sore way. A few minutes of considering how I felt about that and I had to spit that nipple out too.

"Ahh." I said, grabbing my stomach. It felt like my insides had locked up, and the muscles on the outside too. That alien was back and it was mad.

"Cramp?" Mommy asked.

All I could do was nod. It hurt something terrible and I was a little drowsy so had a hard time standing up when she asked me to. She lifted me and cradled me in her arms like a giant baby. I wanted to be strong like her one day. The door opened for us and we went inside.

Was that daddy holding the door and looking all concerned? He smelled good, really good. Now I had a fire between my legs and an alien in my guts. I was pretty sure it was a real alien this time. I tried to look for daddy again but my eyes and head felt heavy.

The next thing I remembered was laying in my bed, holding my stomach. It felt like a horse had kicked me square in the tummy. Mommy had a cold washcloth on my head and was caressing my face, putting my hair behind my ears. I loved that. But, I couldn't even smile because my mouth started watering and something was definitely trying to crawl up from my stomach.

"Here you go." Mommy said, pulling a little washtub from nowhere.

I was going to ask what it was for, but apparently my body knew. I put my face over it and vomited. I don't care to describe how that felt. Most people know, but I only learned it right then because I'd never been sick before. I felt a little relief and started to relax.

It was only a moment later when things started to move and rumble at the other end. I flailed to get out of bed and hustled down the hall. Slamming the bathroom door, I got on the pot as fast as I could. Oh goodness, that alien was going to come out of my butt. It did, then another one came out. Then another. Gross. I didn't know it at the time, but it was the last dookie I would ever make.

"Are you ok, sweetie?" Mommy called through the door, making me jump.

"Yeah, I think so."

"Ok, you'll be pretty much empty soon. You should take a hot bath or a hot shower. It'll make you feel better."

"Ok."

"Take your time. Go rest in bed when you finish up and text me so I can check on you?"

"Ok"

A hot shower sounded good and mommy was usually right. The water made my skin hum all over, but the scrub felt like being drug down our gravel driveway. I skipped it. I'm not sure if we got new soap or not, but it smelled strong and felt like some kind of liquid silk on my humming skin.

I soaped my hair and went through it all. When I put the conditioner in it, it was so smooth. My pussy hummed again and I reached for it without thinking. I expected a sting but the conditioner made my fingers so nice.

I'm not ashamed to admit that I got down in that shower and tried to make a baby. I played the banjo with one hand and fingered my pussy hole. I got so wound up I put a finger in my butt too and, oh my. I fingered both my holes and played that sweet-sweet bluegrass. Ol' Kentucky here I come! I finally calmed down after I played an encore. Yes, it was so good it needed an encore. I was sure that song was going straight to the top of the charts.

I took my time and blow-dried my hair, which I rarely do. I felt pretty and even put on a touch of perfume. I had to wipe it off though because it smelled super-strong. I didn't remember that from before but didn't think much about it at the time. By then I was starving again. I considered going to find mommy, but she did tell me to get back in bed. Maybe that meant I might get sick again. Gross. However, that might also result in me taking a shower and making some more music.

'Stop that, Ava.' I told myself, both of my holes and clit suddenly humming again.

Thank goodness my room didn't smell like vomit. That would be a mood killer. On second thought, right then I probably needed a mood killer. I found my phone and texted mommy. She replied quickly and asked if it was ok if Rick came to check on me. Now my entire midsection was on fire. Thanks mom.

'Heck yes that gorgeous hunk can come to my room' I typed, then reconsidered. I giggled because it sounded like my pussy wrote that. Erasing it, I wrote instead, 'Yes mommy' A knock came not long after and mommy walked in.

"Feeling better?"

"Yes, but I'm starving again."

"I bet that's not all." Mommy said, grinning at me. I shrugged, feeling embarrassed. "It's ok. I did that too. Are you sore?" I nod, my face on fire now. "It's ok, sweetie. Listen, you're going to get your first real meal now."

"But how..." I started to ask. I was embarrassed and suddenly felt like I might have a panic attack.

"Shh. Relax. Do you trust me?" Mommy asked. Of course I did, so I nodded. Mommy looked down the hallway outside my door. "Rick?"

Daddy stepped through the door in just a pair of white athletic shorts and I swear, I would eat anything he wanted to feed me. Preferably off of those fantastic abs. Oh, those wide shoulders and narrow waist, thick chest, sculpted chin, and... Those eyes. I was moving without knowing I wanted to. I felt like I floated in front of him and went to my knees. With no direction from my brain, my mouth opened wide and I stuck my tongue out.

"Ahh." I said.

Daddy flipped down his waistband and his penis came out. It was so long. I didn't mean to, but I put it right in my mouth. Well, not just in my mouth but I forced it all the way into my neck until my nose was on his belly. Was my tongue on his scrotum? I looked up and met his eyes and I felt his penis twitch in my neck. Once. Gosh, I could get lost in those eyes. Twice. His semen felt hot in my neck.

"There you go. Good girl." Daddy said as he caressed my cheek.

Thrice. I had an orgasm as soon as the words left his mouth. It instantly was and has ever since been the two favorite words that he says to me.

***

I don't remember if his penis twitched a fourth time. I do remember waking up with my pussy on fire again. My mind was spinning and all I could think about was seeing him in my doorway again. My hands were shaking a little bit when I reached for my phone. I wanted to go hunting for him but wasn't sure.

What if he was spending time with Ariana or Kiera? Gosh, I'd almost forgotten about anything but myself. That's rude. He'd probably have his phone on him and be keeping an eye on it so I texted him.

Ava: Hi Daddy. I'm up!

Daddy: You feeling ok? Want me to come check on you?

Ava: Yup and Yes Please ;-)

Daddy: Be right there

I don't know why I used a winking face. It felt a little naughty, like I was trying to tell him something. Which I was, wasn't I? Fortunately for me, that's what I was thinking when he knocked on the door. It's a good thing I wasn't thinking about him actually showing up, because my heart would have been hammering for much longer than the second it took him to open up the door. It was like déjà vu. I looked into those big, beautiful, blue eyes and one moment I'm in my bed and the next moment his penis was twitching in my neck... No, dick. It's definitely a dick when it's all the way down your throat, right?

***

If I woke up on fire before, this was an inferno. My whole body was on fire. I snatched up my phone and it was way too bright. I had to close my eyes for a minute to get the homescreen imprint out of my eyes. I swore I could see 11:00 PM in the imprint. I checked my night stand and it was correct. I had been in bed all day.

Yup, it was dark outside my window. But I could see somehow. I could see the bushes and trees beyond. I could see that little corner of the pool below. I could see things in my room too. It was darker, but I could see. I was a little unsteady when I moved around. Or, maybe the world was unsteady? It was hard to tell which.

My bladder complained so I made my way down the hall, then went back for my phone. My girl parts were still on fire. I stripped out of my clothes and tossed them on the floor, then finally made it to the potty. That was the longest tinkle of my life. No, I pissed. I pissed long and hard. It made me shiver. I thought I was going to have an orgasm. It felt so good.

That didn't help the inferno between my legs either. As I sat there I squinted hard and adjusted the brightness on my phone. It was still bright at that setting, but bearable at least. My body was aching too. I needed Rick to visit, but I didn't want to sleep.

Ava: Hey daddy. My body is on fire. Are you up?

Daddy: I'm here. That's normal. Want me to come up?

Ava: Yes. Give me a few minutes.

Daddy: ok, let me know when. Are you hungry?

Ava: yes. But...

I sent the text before I meant to. I didn't know how to say that I wanted sex. Maybe I needed sex?

Daddy: I know.

Ava: ♥

Thank goodness. He knows. Oh, gosh. He knows? My heart started pounding and I thought it might pound right out of my chest. At least it didn't hurt. I wiped and started to go back to my room, reconsidered, and padded back to the bathroom.

I washed my hands and dampened a washcloth to wipe off my sensitive parts. It felt good too. I wiped myself down really well and almost kept wiping. I really wanted to grab that bottle of conditioner again and play some music, but no. No, I wanted daddy even more.

I texted daddy and got under the covers. I don't know why, it just seemed like the thing to do. It made me hotter. Then he was there. He was naked. Oh my gosh, he was naked right there in the door. I couldn't take my eyes off of the big penis dangling between his legs. That made me even more nervous. It was clearly too big. Like as big as my wrist.

"How are you holding up? Any pain or discomfort?" Daddy asked. His penis might as well have been talking to me because I was still trying to make eye contact with it. It swayed and jiggled when he walked. I thought my body was going to explode and I threw off the blanket and took a deep breath as the cool air washed over my skin. "Oh, ok." Daddy said, leaning down and putting a hand on my forehead. His penis, no, his dick was right there. I could reach it. I wanted to touch it. "Here, let's try this."

What a gorgeous butt he has. That big muscular back looked so powerful. I barely registered when he flipped on the ceiling fan but when the cool air blew over me I dropped my head back and sighed. When I opened my eyes he was gone. I almost burst out in tears, then I heard the sink running down the hall. My heart started hammering again and I wasn't sure what was going to happen. His dick reappeared a moment later and captured me again until it was nearly in my face.

"Just a cool washcloth. It should help." Daddy said. I loved that deep voice. He wiped it across my face and forehead. The rush of coolness helped immediately. He continued around my neck, shoulders and arms. "Does that feel good?"

"Mmhmm."

"Want me to cool everything off?"

"Yes, please." I whispered. He gently wiped my chest and the fire spread to my breasts and my nipples became rock hard.

"This is your body, Ava. Never let anyone touch you in a way you don't want to be touched, ok?"

"Ok, daddy." I whimpered as he moistened the skin of my tummy and sides, especially when he got near my pussy. I spread my legs without thinking and the washcloth slid lower and paused. "Yes. Yes." I mumbled. I could see my fantasy of his eyes looking up at me. "Please kiss me all over."

Daddy hummed in his chest and touched me, wiping my pussy down gently before moving to my legs. I wanted to scream for him to get back to my pussy, but the coolness felt good and it did feel like the heat was more tolerable. When my legs were dampened, I felt him crawl into bed and almost passed out, he was moving between my legs.

"Kisses all over will help?"

I'm not sure if I said yes, or just whimpered, but when he started kissing down the inside of my thigh I saw my hands reach down and spread myself for him. I was so ready that when his mouth touched me I shuddered with a tiny orgasm right away.

"Yes, daddy." I whispered, shivering.

Musical notes of pleasure danced around my middle and tickled my body. I squirmed and whimpered as his tongue began to explore all of my pussy. Another little orgasm when his tongue entered my pussy hole. I wanted to see his eyes looking at me but my eyes were clenched against the brightness of the pleasure. He licked and sucked at all my parts and, when his tongue caressed the bottom of my pussy I raised my legs and rolled my hips up without thinking. My butt was on fire too.

Daddy knew what to do and ran his tongue around my butthole. I whined and shuddered again. I had never thought about that before, but would never forget it again. He pressed on my clit with a finger when his tongue dove into my little butt and I shuddered again. It was almost too much. Tiny orgasms piled on each other until I couldn't think. My body danced to this new symphony. Daddy pulled away for a moment, then I felt a pressure at both of my openings.

He flicked his tongue on my clit and I tensed, ready to orgasm. He pulled away and I relaxed. As I did so he slid his fingers in more. Another flick of his tongue and I clenched, whining. He pulled back once more and I relaxed as he slid both fingers all the way in. I loved those big fingers stretching me. He didn't let up when he put his tongue back and me, pressing my clit hard and flicking round and round, up and down. He moved his fingers in and out once, then twice.

"Ung." I grunted and heard the symphony of pleasure blow one long, harmonious note as my body shuddered.

I felt warm fluids rush across my pussy and butt. Did I just pee? I immediately stopped caring as my body danced a jig to the music of pleasure for another long moment. I finally relaxed and felt the rhythm of my body. I felt like I was floating and humming for a moment, then I was struggling.

I yearned and pulled, trying to press my mouth to Daddy's. I didn't want to. I needed to. I couldn't. He was holding me back. I shouldn't. As I fought for control I lifted my apologetic eyes to his. We made eye contact.

"Ahh." I said, my mouth wide and posture changing. He presented his long dick to me and I took it all into my neck. I leaned into it and he looked down at me with warm, kind eyes as his dick started to throb, filling me with his nourishing semen.

"Remember how it feels and try to control it." Daddy instructed. "You didn't do anything wrong. You did good. There, there. Good girl. Rest."

***

I woke up sometime later and remembered what daddy said.

'Good girl.'

I shuddered and my middle caught fire immediately. I grabbed my phone and tried to look at it. It was daylight and everything hurt my eyes now. I struggled toward the window and, after fumbling, managed to close the shades and draw the curtains. I found my bed again. I squinted and steadied myself, taking deep breaths.

I felt manic, but tired. I felt amazing to the point of euphoria, but could feel my bones ache beneath it all. I wanted to be mad at myself, but daddy said it was ok. I was a good girl. I shivered again. Took one more deep breath and found I was a little more calm. I picked up the phone again.

Daddy: You're doing great. We can chat anytime, but it will feel like your beautiful body has a mind of its own right now so we might need to text if you want to just talk. That's not your fault, but I do want you to try to control yourself as much as you can. Your sisters are sleeping now and have recently fed. Can you take a quick shower and change your sheets? We will probably need to keep a towel handy. ;-)

I couldn't wipe the stupid smile from my face. He called my body beautiful and made a winking face. I knew what the towel was for but was it pee? This bothered me as I went about doing what he asked. I grinned again when I saw the little stack of pool towels and extra fitted sheets. Daddy was so sweet.

Ava: I'm awake Daddy. I'm sorry, did I pee?

Daddy: No sweetheart. It's natural for some women. I kind of like it.

Ava: Ok, I'm going to take a shower.

Daddy: Ok. Love you. You're doing great.

Ava: Love you too.

I couldn't take a shower fast enough and even washed my hair. I wanted to give myself a good lather with conditioner, but resisted that urge. Daddy was so-so much better. This time I braided my hair and used lots of hair bands. I did not want to have to mess with it. As it turns out, it was impossible to dry my pussy off. I was almost dripping.

The house was strangely quiet despite it being early afternoon. I texted him that I was ready before I left the bathroom and practically sprinted back to my bed. I quickly arranged a towel over my pillow and one in the middle of the bed. I had just laid down when I saw daddy in the doorway.

I'm sorry if you ever read this, daddy - but the only thing I could see was that glorious dick. I couldn't move. It was as if it were hypnotizing me. Even while he slipped into bed beside me, taking me into the crook of his arm, there was only one thing I was looking at. How did he manage not to smash it between his legs? His body felt cool next to me, almost refreshing.

"You doing ok?" Daddy asked.

"Yeah, sorry. Just distracted."

"I know what you're going through. You can touch me if you don't feel like talking. Or you can tell me to do things to you. We can talk while we do things. It's up to you, ok?"

"Ok, daddy." I said.

I reached a tentative hand toward his dick and sat up a little to see better. I touched it lightly once. It was hiding between his legs. I got up a little courage and grasped at it and it flopped over, big and heavy. I pulled my hand back and giggled, then shivered when he caressed my back. I wanted to taste him like he did for me, but I didn't want to go to sleep again.

I squeezed and examined it again now that I could see it better. It changed shape in my hands and I squeezed. It started to get a little smaller, which was weird. Then it started to get harder. I guessed that the videos from the internet were wrong. I thought it was supposed to get bigger. It wasn't even as long as the one that went down my throat though.

"I'm supposed to do what I want?"

"Whatever you want, Ava." Daddy said, his deep voice a sweet sound to my ears.

My pussy told me what I wanted and I crawled on top of him. He was squinting up at me like the lights were too bright, but he was smiling wide. He brushed a hair back from my face and it made me smile too. I eased downward until I felt his dick against me then adjusted until I found the right spot. I pressed down once, then twice. I felt pressure and pushed down again. Why wouldn't it just get inside me?

"Want me to help?" Daddy asked. I smiled up at him and nodded. "This might sting, ok?"

I nodded again, more vigorously. I didn't care, I needed it. Daddy put his hands on my waist and I wished he would just take me. Then he did. He pressed me down hard and, for a moment, I didn't think it would fit. Then all at once the world erupted in a symphony of pleasure once again.

The drums of pain beat there too, but it only intensified the music. My insides clenched and released and I think I lost control of my body for a moment and peed again. I struggled to get control of myself and find his lips but as I started to move toward his mouth he held me down firmly, pressing my cheek to his chest and my chest to his tummy.

I squirmed and struggled for a long moment, then slowly got control and suppressed the urge as best I could. He was still inside me and my wriggling was moving his dick around. I whined and moved my hips until I found the motion that pushed him in and out. I moved down a little, adjusting until I could get all of him inside me again.

Wow. Yes. I was actually having sex. I was having sex with Daddy. He felt so good inside me and the stinging was gone now, replaced by pure pleasure.

Without thinking I sat up and groaned. He was even deeper and I loved it. I braced my hands on his chest and bounced myself up and down on him. Daddy's hands went to my breasts and I sat up farther making it easier for him to touch me. I groaned as he massaged my nipples and groaned louder when he pinched and teased them. He slid his hands down to my waist and started to thrust. The way he moved his hips and mine together took my breath away. So deep, but smooth, grinding my clit on him too.

"Oh, Daddy. Oh." I said, wanting him to know it was amazing.

I could start to hear the music again, notes beginning to dance around me. I was the conductor and was ready for the coming crescendo as our hips danced to the music. I was singing then. Singing in a language I didn't know. Rather, I didn't know the words, but knew I was trying to get his mouth to mine.

Daddy placed one finger to my lips but the large hand on my waist and pelvis rotating perfectly, the crescendo continued to grow. I tried to stop singing, with all my might until I merely mumbled, holding a hand over my mouth. He pumped harder until we were slapping together and the symbols sounded with a crash.

I felt the flood between us and the world was filled with the sound of ecstasy. I yearned toward his face without trying, but his hands were on my shoulders. I felt his cock twitch inside me and I convulsed again, muting my urge momentarily. As quickly as the rhythm of my orgasm subsided I lost control of the urge again and stretched for his mouth. He hugged me tightly again and I struggled against his hold for another long moment before I regained control. Finally I sighed and laid still.

"You're a feisty one." Daddy said, then chuckled and caressed my back. "Don't apologize. I saw you fighting the urges." How did he know I was about to apologize?

"I think I peed again."

"No, sweet girl. That's called squirting. Men love a squirter."

"Do you love squirters?" I asked, unable to help myself.

"I do. It makes me feel like I'm doing a good job." Daddy said, making me giggle. I started to move, but wanted to keep him inside me. I felt so tired and my body hurt all over.

"Why do I hurt?" I asked after a few comfortable moments.

"You're about to grow a few inches and put on weight in just a couple weeks. Do you know what helps with that?"

"Sleeping?"

"Close. My semen." Daddy said, then reached a long arm around us. I felt his finger where his dick and my pussy met. He held his finger near my face with a glob of semen on his finger. "Try."

I moved my cheek from his chest just long enough to suck on his finger. It felt naughty and tasted sweet. I felt instant relief as a warmth spread through me. I relaxed even more, if that was possible, and sighed. I don't even know what was funny, but I giggled.

"That does help. Maybe we can start with that next time." I said, smiling against his cool skin. Daddy chuckled. "Another nap does sound nice now."

"Whenever you're ready, just say the magic word."

"Magic word?"

"You already know it."

I scrunched my eyebrows trying to figure out what he meant. I thought about how he'd put me to sleep before and realized that I had been saying something. I smiled and lifted myself up. I was so tired. Why did I feel like lead? It felt so good when he slipped out of me. I wanted to put it back in, but was too tired. I moved clumsily between his legs and looked up at his funny, squinty eyes.

"Ahh." I said.

He used a hand to point his dick at me and I watched amazed for the second it took to grow longer, then I swallowed him. All of him. The semen already on him tasted so good and I didn't have to wait for the twitching in my neck. There were five, which I finally remembered. I seemed to know when it was done because I pulled back without thinking. The room spun a little and I had trouble focusing. The last thing I remember was slowly lowering myself back toward him.

***

I woke up and, not surprising, all my sex parts were on fire again. It was more than just humming, but at least it wasn't my whole body on fire. I was warm, but didn't feel flushed at least.

Daddy was so sweet. He had taken away the soiled towel and sheets that I had removed. I think he might have wiped me down too because I wasn't as sticky as I expected to be. I checked out my sheets and did have a few crusty spots. I was surprised with the drool that suddenly escaped my lips. No one was around, so it was funny. I looked forward to more of that sweet, sweet semen.

I could feel the heat between my legs growing and was suddenly in a hurry to clean up. I couldn't help myself and rubbed my nipples a little bit, thinking about Daddy's big, strong hands. My breasts were pretty tender and they looked a little swollen. Or maybe they were just bigger?

I texted Daddy that I'd be ready in 5 minutes. I skipped the shower and just washed myself down with a washcloth. I didn't even bother to use warm water and was thankful that the cold washcloth felt nice.

On the way back to my room I heard something from Ariana's room. I felt bad for a second because I'd basically forgotten about everything else except Daddy and my pussy. I listened more closely and could hear Ariana moaning. Oh, she was getting it. I wanted to burst in her room and join, or at least watch.

I stood for a few seconds and started playing with myself before I realized what I was doing. I blew out a breath quietly and went back to my room to check my phone. No reply from Daddy. I was disappointed for a moment then had a better thought. I texted and said I decided to take a shower since he was busy with Ariana.

'Ol Kentucky, here I come. The hot water couldn't come fast enough and it wasn't long before I had a finger in both holes and was strumming my clitar. Get it? It's like a guitar except... Nevermind. I got distracted thinking about Daddy and wondered what it would be like to have that juicy dick in my butt. I had an orgasm almost immediately when I managed to stuff two fingers in my butthole. It was a good one too. When I recovered I checked my phone. Still no response from Daddy.

My clit was still singing to me so I decided to play some more music. This time I concentrated on my butt because I wanted to have another good orgasm like that. It was good, but I decided to try three fingers. It pinched a little, but that only seemed to make it feel better. I felt like I was close and relaxed as much as I could. Oh, my. When my butt finally accepted those three fingers I think I might have yelled out loud. I shuddered so much I ended up laying down in the tub to recover. Wow. Just wow.

Just as I began to recover, my phone buzzed from its perch on the counter. I shut the water off and toweled off enough to avoid making a mess. It was Daddy and he was on his way. I toweled off some more as I went down the hall and closed the door just as I heard Ariana's door opening. I didn't know why I thought it was so important to be in my room. It felt like a rule and rules should be followed. I didn't have much time to think about it because a quiet knock came right before the door opened.

"Daddy!" I said, trying not to shout with excitement. There he, and his dick, stood in all their glory. Well, his dick was soft but you know what I mean. Daddy was squinting again. "Why are you squinting like that? It's dark outside, silly."

"I'll show you." Daddy said, then opened his eyes wide. I was suddenly on my knees in front of him without meaning to. I knew my mouth would open next but he was ready and put a hand over my mouth. "Shh. You're still young and will have that reaction when you look into my eyes for a while yet. I decided one of you would figure that out and stop looking me in the eyes when you talked to me. I don't want that."

He squinted again and took his hand from my face. I didn't feel as drawn to him as before. I understood what he meant.

"Oh. Thank you, Daddy. I would have been disappointed if I went right back to sleep without fun time. Oh, wait." I said, then went to my vanity and fished around in the top drawer until I found a pair of my sunglasses. I handed them over to Daddy and waited expectantly. He grinned and put them on.

"How's that?" Daddy asked. I didn't feel the irresistible urge to beg for a meal. What I did do was break out in deep belly laughs. The sight of that big, sexy man with those little pink heart shaped sunglasses was hil-air-ee-us!

"Daddy." I sputtered between gasps. "You look so silly. It's night time and you have sunglasses on. With hearts!"

"Why are you laughing, silly girl?" Daddy asked with a serious tone. That only made it worse. "I'll get you."

Soon, I was on the floor and my giggle-fit was made worse due to the tickling. After the tickle-attack, when I finally unclenched my eyes, daddy was kneeling on one knee and that big, gorgeous dick was within reach. My mood changed and it looked delicious. I remembered how good his semen made me feel and I reached out tentatively and touched him.

"Can I have a little taste?"

"Of course, sweetie." Daddy said, then caressed my face. "Do you want to work for it?"

I looked up at him, unsure what he meant. Then I giggled at the big sexy man with the girl's glasses on. But I realized that he wanted me to put my mouth on him. I nodded, then moved closer and touched it to my cheek gently. I nuzzled at him and he smelled so good. He also smelled like sex, but I didn't care. It was just Ariana. My mouth watered.

I wasn't sure what to do but I knew I liked it in my mouth so I put my mouth around the end. I tentatively licked it too and Daddy groaned. He liked it so I did more of that and it started to get small and hard. Encouraged, I put more and more in my mouth until I had it all. It only went a little into my throat and I had the urge to feel it in my neck like when he feeds me.

"Can you do the longer one?" I asked, not sure how else to put it.

It grew longer right in front of my eyes. Wow. I put my mouth around it again and eased him deeper then pulled back. Deeper again, then back. Daddy groaned and I knew I was doing something right so I kept going until I had it all down my throat and my face was in his belly just like when I fed him. I glanced up to see his reaction and giggled because of the glasses again. It wasn't really a giggle though because my mouth was very full. But, it did make him groan so I did it again and earned another groan. It was a lot like swallowing so I stuck my tongue out and did it again and again.

Daddy groaned again and gently held the side of my face, then started to move in and out. Oh my. Daddy was having sex with my face and his testicles were tapping on my chin. I couldn't help but reach down and play with myself. Before I really got going, Daddy stopped and pulled away.

"Watch." Daddy said.

He took one of my hands and put his scrotum in my hand. I giggled. Then he showed me how to press my fingertips and pull up. A big glob of sweetness came out and dribbled down his shaft. I didn't need instructions for that and quickly gobbled it up.

Oh, so sweet. It felt like getting splashed in the face with a bucket of happiness. I tried again on my own and managed to squeeze out a little more. Yum. The only problem was that it made the humming worse.

"Daddy, I want this..." I began, squeezing his long, skinny dick. I couldn't finish the sentence. I felt dirty saying it out loud. I struggled for a minute, then moved to the bed. I bent over and put my torso on the bed, then reached back and pulled by butt cheeks apart. I just hoped he liked what he saw and understood me.

"Mmhmm. I thought you might want it in your cute little ass at some point." Daddy said, sounding very naughty.

My whole body hummed more loudly as my anticipation grew. Nothing happened for a moment, then I saw a towel drop beside me, on the floor at the corner of the bed. I stood and watched as he rolled another towel, put it on the corner, then draped a third towel over that. I stood and cocked my head, then realized that he was preparing for squirting. I had to clench my thighs together. Oh my.

Daddy whisked behind me and put an arm around me, clutching gently at my breast. His other hand went to my pussy and he put pressure on my clit as he kissed my neck and pressed his semi-erect dick into the crack of my butt. I shuddered with a small orgasm. How did he make me feel so good? I leaned back into him and groaned, enjoying the moment.

He guided me to the corner of the bed and arranged my pussy on top of the rolled up towel. It pressed on my clit so well when I laid on it. I clenched and the extra pressure felt amazing. My feet were on the floor and clit on the corner of the bed and he pushed my chest to the mattress.

'Yes, please. Do whatever you want with me, Daddy.' I thought, wishing I had said it aloud.

The moment had passed though because he was kissing his way up the back of one leg now. I couldn't wait, his tongue would be in my ass soon. He stopped and paused. I couldn't imagine what was wrong.

"Oh goodness. You're ready I see. Is that conditioner I smell? Good choice."

I could have melted. He liked that I was ready. I sighed when he pressed his big finger into me and relaxed like earlier. It slid right in to the knuckle. I groaned loudly. He didn't make me wait. Soon there was another, bigger pressure and I knew it was his dick. I spread my cheeks again, then felt wetness, then slickness as he spread it around with his dick. I thought I'd laugh out loud with relief when the head slid right in. Oh, it felt so good. I couldn't believe I actually had daddy's dick in my butt.

I pushed back against him and my clit hummed with the pressure and movement. He pulled away and I almost complained except that he pushed again, a little deeper. Again and again he repeated this and I knew I was in love with it. Each time he pressed, waves of pleasure radiated from my ass, inside and outside.

My pussy pushed and slid just a little against the towel under me. It was not possible that he could be this good at having sex with my butt. Finally, I felt him press his abdomen against my ass and between the feeling of him so deep in my ass and the pressure on the towel.

"Ung. Daddy." I grunted and whined.

I wanted to tell him how good it felt but unable to complete the thought due to the explosion of orgasmic music singing across my body. I heard a rushing in my ears that competed with the beautiful harmonic ecstasy around and inside of me. I tried to turn, yearning for those beautiful lips, wanting to connect and collect that energy for my own.

"Easy. Control it." Daddy said, holding my torso to the bed only firmly enough to keep me from squirming away. My hips were pinned to the bed with his dick so far up my ass. I loved it but my attempts to deal with that stupid urge was distracting.

I regained control and stilled by the time my orgasm was completed and was disappointed that the stupid urge had ruined that for me too. I spread my ass again, trying to signal that I was back in control and didn't want daddy to stop. Daddy pulled out and I was afraid he was done, then he pressed the whole length into me hard, making me groan.

I was so sensitive I could feel every follicle and vein on his long cock. He started to pump in and out his long length and I wanted to weep with joy. Then I started to sing. Why? I covered my mouth before he could and he kept going.

'Please don't stop.' I thought, unable to stop myself from singing but in control enough to cover my mouth and muffle it.

Daddy continued to plow my ass, now slick and readily accepting that wonderful, long cock. I was thankful when I was able to bring the unwanted singing under control and begin to enjoy the sensations again. I became aware of the tension in my clit and the pleasure emanating from my used ass was growing in intensity again.

"Harder, Daddy." I requested, my hands free to spread my ass for him again. My eyes rolled back as he honored my request and I knew I was going to orgasm soon. The music got louder and whined under the pressure of his thrusts, my clit grinding over and over into the towels under me. I started to whisper in time with the slapping of his hips against my ass. "Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Harder. Yes. U-u-ung."

Lights bloomed behind my clenched eyes and music exploded in my ears. I squirted my girl-juices across his scrotum and down the insides of my legs. The intensity doubled when I felt his dick throb powerfully inside me, filling my ass with his semen. Daddy growled and it shook my chest.

I was suddenly thrilled that he liked my ass and my skin turned to gooseflesh and I squirted a second time, groaning with him. I never wanted him to take it out. My body let me enjoy most of the orgasm before I was compelled to seek daddy's lips. I recognized it and suppressed it as well as I could. My body, against my wishes, managed to squirm against his gentle restraint for a short moment before I was back in control. I went limp.

When he started to pull out I wanted to beg him not to. I was weak, and my body was starting to hurt as the post-orgasm endorphins waned. I decided right then that I would go to sleep so I could wake back up as soon as possible and do it again. I summoned enough strength to stand shakily, then kneel in front of him. His dick was covered in dripping semen and I felt dirty for wanting my ass in my mouth.

"Can I see your eyes, Daddy?" I asked quietly. Daddy smiled wide and raised the sunglasses. "Ahh."

Daddy grabbed the back of my head and slid his long, sweet dick deep into my neck and filled my belly with five blasts. I pressed on his scrotum weakly and was rewarded with a little more. I locked my lips around him and did my best to gather up everything while I could.

"That's my good girl. How about a second helping?"

'I'll be your good girl forever.' I thought, then shivered and opened my mouth again.

"Ahh."

***

I was groggy when I opened my eyes. I rolled over after a yawn and searched for my phone. I found it and bumped into a strange object. It was cool, silver metal and shaped like a fluted cup. Except it wasn't a cup. It was thin and rounded at one end, and thick and bulbous on the end that attached to the stem. How strange. A small jar of vaseline sat beside it. I furrowed my brows and opened my phone.

Daddy: A little gift for my good girl's sexy ass. Hope you slept well. Love you.

☙ Randy Lector ❧