Peter and Amber Pt. 02

Ch2

Peter and his daughter, Amber, have another date, now a week into their new blooming relationship. They sit very close as they eat a steak dinner they cooked together. Peter's hand rests on her inner thigh, kneading her sexy, doughy flesh gently as he feeds them both bites off the plate, heaped with strips of steak and potatoes for them to share. Peter lets himself feel strong urges for his daughter, finally letting himself appreciate her beauty fully, unlike before when he was just her daddy, not her lover. It feels so natural, and he finds his love for her growing, making his heart swell. He still loves her like a father, but now he loves her like her man now too. It's twice the love.

After dinner, he decides to take care of her again. "After all, she's my baby girl," he thinks to himself with a little smile. He takes her in his lap again. She can feel how rigid he is for her, his hard cock desperate to enter his own daughter. His own flesh; his own blood. But he doesn't. Not yet. Instead he gives her sweet rubs again, this time under her panties. He touches her sweet, wet, warm flower directly for the first time. He licks his fingers and tastes her and let's out a hum, enjoying her flavor. She's sweet. Delicious. He knew she would be. "Of course she is. Such a sweet, beautiful girl... how could it be any other way?" he thinks to himself. He gives her rubs and then slowly slips his finger in for the first time. She gasps and clutches to him as he gently pleasures her with his fingers. She's a little nervous, but his calm, soothing words lull her into a feeling of absolute safety and love. "Oh Daddy... please don't stop. Daddy I love you so much." She says softly. "I love you too, pumpkin. You're such a good girl for me. You deserve this. You deserve love. And I'm going to give it to you, every day."

Amber feels the warmth in her belly blooming, butterflies fluttering in her tummy and her heart. He gives her pleasure until she begins to writhe in his lap and she knows she's really close.

"Daddy... Daddy I... please..." her sweet soft words and the look of pleasure written all over her face drives Peter crazy. Her eyes are low, her lids heavy and her cheeks are flushed. Her nipples are hard beneath her bra and her sweet syrup flows from her heat between her legs. He fingers her a little harder and she begins to cum as he strokes her swollen g spot repeatedly. She grabs his wrist, trying to stop him as she clenches and cums but he overpowers her easily and drives her higher and higher until she's writhing on his lap and cums on his hand, gently forcing more pleasure for his special, good little girl. Amber cries out softly as she cums hard, her walls clenching on Peter's fingers and he finally relents, continuing to hold her tight as she cums and gently, slowly floats back down from the heavens into his lap, nuzzling into his neck.

Amber gasps for breath with her chest and breasts heaving, her eyes closed mostly except to flutter open for a moment here and there to take in her daddy, now her lover. Peter's hand is covered in her release, her sweet flower leaking her milky-white sweet girl cum. Her nectar. Her syrup. He gently pulls his hand out and licks it clean in front of her as she watches, her breath catching as she witnesses his act of true love and devotion. It's communion, he tells her. Keeping her essence inside his body, bringing them closer each time they consume the other's release. He licks up every drop, save for a little at the end which he spreads on his wrist and neck, using her release as a sweet cologne for himself, wanting to keep her sweet smell with him. She smiles as he does this and her eyes widen, beaming with love and happiness. "Daddy... you're using me as cologne? People will smell me on you."

"Good." He replied in a low voice. "I want them to. I love your scent. So sweet and beautiful. I want to smell like you. Marked by you. I want to belong to you, Amber. And you to me."

After a few minutes of little laughs and kisses and sweet words as Amber floats down from her orgasm, she asks "Daddy... can I return the favor? Please?" He tries to resist, wanting to take things slow. He really does. But in the end, he can't wait. He's so, so hard for her, a wet spot forming on his pants from his leaking precum. "Please Amber..." he says. "Yes. Grab a pillow for yourself, sweetheart. Make yourself comfortable."

She slides off his lap and grabs a pillow like a good girl and kneels between his legs. Her cheeks are warm and rosy and butterflies flutter in her tummy from anticipation. She nervously undies his belt and frees him for the first time and lets out a gasp, seeing his beautiful cock hard and eager for her. "I can't believe it's finally happening..." she thinks to herself. "He's so perfect. My perfect Daddy with his perfect cock."

"It's so big Daddy. And so beautiful." She says, looking up at him with her stunning eyes as she kneels between his legs, her delicate hand wrapped around the base of him as she admires her special present. Peter smiles. "It is big... big for you, little girl. You make me very big." Peter is incredibly hard now, 6 inches long and thick, eager for his willing little girl.

She coats her hand in her own slick from inside her sweet flower, her nectar still flowing for him and begins to stroke him, pleasuring her daddy for the first time as he moans. "Is this ok Daddy?" She asks innocently. "Yes baby. So good. Back and forth, just like that." He grabs her wrist and guides her, setting the pace to teach her. She strokes him until his leg begins to stammer and they both know he's getting close. He shudders and moans and says her name softly. "Oh sweetheart ... just like that... you're going to make me cum" He doesn't want to cum everywhere and instead holds out his hand. She works him faster and he shoots a massive cumshot into his hand, moaning and groaning as he shoots hot ropes into his waiting hand as she strokes every last drop from him.

Amber looks at him, falling into his eyes and she carefully pulls his hand to her mouth. To Peter's shock, she slowly licks it clean. "Communion, like you said Daddy. I want you in my tummy. In my body, forever." He's stunned as he watches her do this. She truly is her father's daughter. She has his heart; his love. He clutches her to him and they fall asleep together on the couch that night, holding each other.

One day later that week, a coworker asks Amber out. She tells her daddy at the dinner table, this time she's sitting on his lap as they eat. He raises an eyebrow. "I told him no," she says softly with a smile. He nods, then gives a little smile in return. He thinks about how he could mark her as taken, marking her, signalling she has a man in some way. "Can't be a ring..." he thinks to himself, his brow furrowed. "We have to keep it a secret." Then, his expression softens, eyes widening a little and he smiles to himself. "What is it Daddy?" She asks softly. "A choker," he thinks to himself, smiling. "A beautiful, black silk choker." He clears his throat and says, "I'm glad you told him no. I was thinking about how I want to mark you as mine, something to show the boys you're taken and I think I just figured it out." He says softly, stroking her cheek, making her melt into his hand and his lap as she smiles and gives a small nod. "A choker..." she plays with the word, seeing how it feels on her tongue and lips... how it looks around her neck in her mind and she smiles. "I'd like that. I've always thought they were so cute." "Yes baby," he replies. "You'll look adorable in one."

The next night, they go down on each other with their mouths. Peter eats her sweet pussy expertly until she cums in his mouth and he laps up her sweet, milky release. When it's her turn, she fumbles with his cock and doesn't really know how to take him in her mouth and throat properly. He laughs a little but is patient and encouraging. "Sorry daddy... I've never done this before" she says innocently. "That's ok, sweetie. I like that. I like that I'm your first," he says, stroking her cheek, making her smile and feel warm, not judged. She nods, gives another small smile and takes him in her mouth. He helps give her a few pointers and she learns quickly. He doesn't push down her throat tonight, instead she hollows her cheeks sucking him and keeps her lips sealed tight around him with her tongue pressed to the underside of his member as he guides her head back and forth to pleasure himself. When he gets close, he bucks in her mouth and cums all over her silky wet tongue, letting her taste her daddy's love for her. She hums with satisfaction, closing her eyes and savoring him as she swallows his seed.

Peter decides to do something daring that night. He needs more of her. More of her flesh. For years and years, he's wanted ass. Needed it. He wasn't sure why exactly

... It's just what he wanted. A nice, big, soft ass to worship and fuck. He found ass so beautiful and anal was the porn he watched most. He could never understand how some men could love a nice ass and not be filled with lust to fuck it. And now... now was his chance. With his own baby girl. He takes a shaky breath, then he tells her.

He whispers darkly in her ear "I want every piece of you, Amber. Your mother... she couldn't give me that. I need it. It's important to me." He grips her cakey bum. "You have a beautiful bum, sweetie. I want to appreciate it. Fully. I want to give you pleasure back there. Worship you. Show you how beautiful you are there to me. I want to make you feel good. So, so good."

Her breath catches. "Daddy..." She lets out softly. She remembers his porn habits. She knew what he liked. Despite the shock, this also can't be a surprise to her. This is the man she loves, and she quickly accepts that. If this is what he wants, then she wants it too. "Ok daddy. You can have me there. I trust you," she says bravely, nervous, but determined to make her daddy happy - to make his dreams come true.

He nods. He grabs a damp, soft, warm rag and gently cleans her. She was already very clean, she's always had good hygiene, but just to be sure. Then he holds her gaze as her pussy leaks. "Daddy..." She lets out softly, gently clutching him and holding her soft body against his as he cleans her.

He lays her down gently and turns her face down and pulls her hips up so she can get eaten. He takes her hand, a tether, a lifeline between them. She gives a small nod and a squeeze and he lowers his mouth on her tight little donut for the first time. He doesn't enter her, just pleasures her with his tongue. He circles her clean hole again and again. He moans into her ass and can't believe he's finally doing this, with his own daughter no less.

It's electric. The feeling goes goes straight to her core. It's foreign at first. Strange. But she quickly grows to love it. He laps at her hole, kisses her globes, kneads her flesh with his hands. Then, to hotwire her mind and form the association of anal being pleasurable for her, working her g spot, he begins to finger her sweet flower as he lashes her hole with his soft, wet, warm tongue.

She feels the coil in her belly, the pressure of pleasure ready to burst. "Daddy!" She cries, and her voice is like Viagra for him. His cock is ridiculously hard as he devours his daughters ass and fingers her flower and launches her to the moon in orgasmic ecstacy.

She shudders hard as she convulses and cums. He stops when it feels appropriate and lays on top of her, showering her beautiful face in soft kisses like warm rain, making her smile and curl into him more. "Daddy..." she lets out softly. He realizes her sacred release is leaking and he can't waste it. Won't. He moves back down and laps up her release, to her shock, save for a little which he uses to lube his cock with his hand. He's ready to burst and within minutes of stroking quickly he cums against her asshole, painting it white with his love, shooting ropes right onto her little donut. It's a mark. A claim. That her body belongs to him. Especially her ass. And it's a promise of what's to come. His cock will be deep in her ass soon enough, and she knows it. Images and sounds fill his mind as he lays back down with her and he thinks of the dark, twisted fantasies he wants to fulfil with her, pounding away at her asshole until he cums balls deep again and again.

Over the next week, Peter continues marking his daughter. Sometimes before work. He has her open her lingerie panties she's wearing, pulling them open from her waist to reveal her beautiful, adorable shaved young pussy. 18 years old, and she looks it down there, being shaved. He loves it. He loves how young she is. He loves the difference in their age and size. It's beautiful, and it's hot. Multiple times that week, Amber goes to work with her pussy or tight little donut covered in her daddy's love for her.

A few nights later the choker arrives, and Peter plans a special meal. He plans to marry her, in secret. Instead of a ring, she will have this beautiful black choker. Then she will be his. Forever.

They eat steak that night. Amber sits on her daddy's lap for dinner, like he wanted. She wiggles her hips with a bashful smile, biting her lip, settling into her favorite place to sit, making him very hard against her. Peter cuts the steak and feeds them bites off a shared plate, holding his precious love in his lap, stroking her gently, kissing her neck, and sharing their meal.

After dinner, they go on a beautiful walk in the fading light. At the right moment, as the sun falls and dusk begins, he does it. He doesn't kneel for her. Instead he looks over her, dominant, but loving, with his hand on her cheek, making her feel small and loved and cherished. She melts into his hand. "Amber... I've thought about this a lot, and... I'm ready. I want to give myself to you completely. I want to marry you. Make you mine. Fill you up, each and every day. I want to love you and protect you and be your father and your husband. I want to make love to you and I want to fuck you and use you body for pleasure any time I want. I want your holes. Your pussy, your mouth, and your ass. I want all of you. Every beautiful piece of you. My sweet, sweet Amber ... will you marry me?"

Nerves flood her - her stomach blooms and fills with butterflies. Her breath catches for a moment and she pauses, searching his loving eyes, then quickly says. "Yes. Yes!" She throws her arms around him. They kiss and he grips her fat, full little ass and squeezes it firmly and he shoves his tongue down her throat.

They say their vows, right then and there and Peter puts the black choker around her neck, making her his daughter-wife. They rush back home and for the first time, Peter frees himself and positions himself at her flower. He teases her with his tip. "I love you, baby," he says softly and slowly enters her flower with his cock. She slowly stretches around him. "Oh god... Daddy... you're so big," she says. "Mm. Just right for you, little princess. Not too big. Not too small. Just right." He says softly. He slowly buried himself in her and stays still, bottomed out in her sweet flower for the first time. "You did it, sweetheart. Perfect. Just like that," Peter says softly, stroking her face as he holds her gaze. "I'm... I'm so full, Daddy..." she says softly. Slowly, lovingly, he begins to move in her, taking her sweet little flower.

They take their time, joining their hands and kissing as Peter makes love to his daughter-wife. He grips her ass, lifting her up for a better angle as he buries himself in his little virgin girl again and again. "Daddy... Daddy I'm gonna cum" she lets out softly. "I'm right there with you baby. Cum with me now, my beautiful wife." His words push her over the edge and she lets go and begins to cum as Peter emptied his seed in her, flooding her with his love.

"I don't think I've ever cum so much in my life," Peter says softly, feeling his cock marinating in his release inside her. Amber has her father's heart, sweet and tender and she does something sacred. She scoops the cum from her pussy and licks it clean. Her father watches and then smiles. "I couldn't waste it daddy. Our first time... I wanted to keep it with me forever." He kisses her deeply when she finishes, unable to keep his worship from her at such an act. They're happy. Truly happy. They sleep in his bed together that night, not only as daughter and father, but now as husband and wife.