Don't Wake The Baby

He got home late that night, well after dark, and he sighed with relief as he dropped his work bag to the floor and kicked off his shoes. The house was dark and still, and he felt a small tug of disappointment. One of his favorite parts of the day was coming home to his little girl. Snuggling her on the couch while they ate supper together, or listening to her babble excitedly about the little joys of her day, laughing as she bounced around the living room and playing with her before he tucked her into bed for the night. Long days at work were a double curse. The shifts dragged on and on, and by the time he got home, she was already curled up in her little bed, snuggled around her stuffies with her thumb in her mouth. She was too old for a paci, of course, had been for a while now, but he couldn't bring himself to make her stop like her dentist said she should. She just looked so sweet and content when she was asleep, and her worried little face went soft and still as she sucked her thumb.

Sometimes, on nights like this, he'd check in on her while she slept, watching the rise and fall of her chest while she breathed deep and steady in her sleep. He liked to stroke her hair and kiss her forehead, and even if he tried not to do it too much, he loved when she stirred, waking just enough to blink up at him with big, sleepy eyes. "Hi Papí." She would always murmur, words poorly shaped around the thumb in her mouth. And if he climbed into bed with her, she would squirm closer in her sleep, seeking his warmth and nestling tightly against his chest. Sometimes, when he heard her crying in the night, caught up in a nightmare of some kind, he would snuggle into bed with her and hold her close until the shaking stopped and her breathing slowed again.

Tonight, he wanted nothing more than to pull his little girl into his lap, but it was late and he'd skipped lunch. So instead he headed into the kitchen and made himself a plate from the meal she'd prepared. When he sat back down in the living room, he turned on the tv and flipped through a few channels before settling on one playing Gladiator. He settled onto the couch to eat and relax. Just as he was finishing his meal, he heard soft footsteps in the hallway behind him.

"Papí?"

He turned to find her standing in the doorway in her nightie, gazing at him with soft, bleary eyes. "Hey kitten, what are you doing up so late?" He frowned, worried. "Did you have a bad dream, sweetheart?" She nodded, fingers twisting the fabric of her night dress anxiously, and he made a soft sound of sympathy, setting aside his food and gesturing for her to come cuddle. She toddled over to him on her tiptoes, climbing into his lap and cuddling into his chest. He wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug, pressing his lips to her hair for a moment as she clutched at his shirt. "Do you want to tell me about it, kitten?"

"No." She mumbled, burying her face in his shoulder. "Wanna snuggle, Papí."

"Of course, baby." He tussled her hair where her head lay against him, drawing a giggle from her. "Do you wanna watch a big girl movie with Papí?" She nodded and popped her thumb in her mouth. He smiled softly as he reached for the remote, and rubbed her arm affectionately. "Go pick from the DVD case, honey, we can watch anything you want tonight." Her eyes brightened and she slid off his lap, scurrying over to the DVD case under the television. She plopped down onto the floor, thumb still in her mouth, as she flipped through the disks there. When she found the one she wanted, she climbed to her feet and placed the disk in the player before shuffling back over to the couch and climbing back into his lap. He wrapped her back up in his arms and pressed play on the remote. The image on the television changed to a title card, and he stroked her hair while she watched the screen with wide eyes.

Onscreen, the camera captured those same, pretty doe-eyes gazing up, her lips wrapped tightly around a man's cock, stretched wide as the man held her in place by her hair and thrust deeply into her mouth.

In his lap, his little girl's lips parted as her breathing turned rough and ragged around her thumb. Her eyes were fixed on the screen and he squeezed her in his arms for a moment, his hands kneading her stomach gently. "I love this one too, baby." He murmured, placing soft kisses along the pale column of her throat. "I love seeing you on your knees, you look so beautiful with your pretty little mouth full." He cupped her chin in his hand, turning her face towards him and tracing his thumb along her lower lip. "Did you like making Papí's friends feel good, kitten?"

Her tongue flicked out softly against his thumb, a small whimper rising from the back of her throat. "Yes, Papí." She whispered, shifting in his lap to rub her thighs together. "I was a good girl for you?"

"Of course, kitten." He assured her. His hands were stroking up and down her body, drawing soft sighs of pleasure from her as he skimmed over her nipples, along the curve of her belly, down her soft thighs. "You're always such a good girl."

On the television, the man had shoved her onto her back and climbed atop her body, fucking her throat while she was pinned between his powerful thighs. She was gagging and choking around his cock, her pretty eyes wet with tears as she struggled to take the vicious deepthroating. The man was groaning in pleasure, growling that she was such an eager little slut, complimenting her tight throat as she swallowed around him, telling her how much he was looking forward to watching her choke down his cum like the pathetic, dripping whore she was.

In his lap, she squirmed restlessly, and he could smell the sharp tang of her juices as her thighs grew slick with need. He chuckled and his hand moved down between her thighs, fingers tracing patterns against her skin until her legs parted reflexively, her pussy lips spreading open with a wet sound. He gathered up more of her moisture, swirling his fingertips in her wetness until they were soaked, before slowly pushing two fingers deep into her cunt. Her thighs trembled around his fingers and she made a soft, needy sound.

"Keep watching, kitten." He growled in her ear, curling his fingers inside the tight heat of her. "Tell me what you see."

She cried out softly, but he kept edging her dripping pussy, waiting patiently for her to obey. "He's using my throat-pussy, Papí." Her voice was faltering and small, humiliation flushing her cheeks a lovely shade of pink as she described the scene playing out before them. "He's so deep in my throat I can't breathe. I'm trying to suck his cock, but he's fucking my mouth so hard I can't do anything but choke on him."

"That's right baby." He agreed. "Do you remember what Papí was doing while you were playing with his friends?"

He carefully added a third finger, stretching her wide around him, and she wailed and convulsed for a moment, clenching so tightly around his fingers that it almost hurt. "Oh! Oh! Papí, pleeeeeease...."

She was grinding her hips against him, trying to take him deeper, and he pulled his fingers from her hole, holding them up to her face. She was panting with need, and she obediently began licking his fingers clean of her juices. "Focus, kitten. Answer Papí's question."

"You were behind the camera, Papí." She moaned in relief as he resumed his slow, deep finger fucking of her juicy pussy. "You were watching your friends play with me. You had your cock out and you were stroking it, edging yourself while they used my holes. You promised I could suck on my favorite paci for as long as I wanted after if I was a good girl for them."

"Do you like when you have play dates with Papí and his friends, kitten?" He asked, thrusting his fingers faster, deeper.

She nodded frantically, little whimpers and moans pouring from her lips. "Ohhhhhh, yes Papí, I love my play dates. Can I have another one soon?"

"Mmmm. Maybe, sweetheart." He agreed, amused by how quickly she was falling apart. "Your Uncle Scott has been asking to see you again. Would you like that?" Her eyes welled up with tears, and she shrank against his chest, shaking her head no. "Oh? Why not baby? You just said you wanted another playdate."

"Uncle Scott is so big, Papí." She whined, gazing up at him with pleading eyes. "It hurts so much Papí, and he always uses my bad girl hole, even when I try so so hard to be good."

"Aww, my sweet girl." He murmured, wiping away her tears gently with the pad of his thumb. "But Papí loves watching Uncle Scott bounce you in his lap. And he likes using your bad girl hole BECAUSE you try so hard to be a good girl when he does. And doesn't he always play with your good girl hole too? Papí knows he likes to spread your little pussy open and watch you leak your whore juice all over his cock. Uncle Scott loves watching your needy, empty hole twitch and cream itself. He likes the way your mouth looks wrapped around your thumb and how pretty you look when you cry and beg. Papí loves watching you like that too. You know how much Papí loves holding you while you cry, kitten. Papí always gives you special kisses after Uncle Scott plays with you. Don't you want special Papí kisses?"

She hesitated, warring emotions playing out across her sweet face. "I love my Papí kisses." She agreed softly. Her hips were rocking against his thrusts constantly now, her eager pussy sucking at his fingers as he thrust and curled and twisted them inside her. "Can.... can I have special kisses tonight?"

On screen, the scene had moved on. She was lying in bed on her back, hands restrained over her head by tight ropes, her legs drawn up to her chest, secured by tight ropes around her thighs and calves. Her pussy was spread wide, glistening under the bright lights of the room. A gag was shoved tightly into her mouth, and her muffled screams rang through the living room as the tails of a flogger rained down on her exposed cunt over and over.

He shook his head, feigning disappointment. "You know special Papí kisses are only for after your bad girl hole gets used, baby." He reminded her gently, and she whined as her pussy clenched around his fingers again. "Are you asking Papí to use your bad girl hole tonight?"

Her lip quivered and she shook her head, shoving her thumb back in her mouth and sucking anxiously. He bit back a groan. His cock was achingly hard, twitching in his pants as he imagined forcing it deep into her throat. "Not a bad girl Papí." She whimpered, and he smiled at her.

"Of course you're not, kitten. You've been so good tonight. Papí is so proud of you for coming to get me when you had a bad dream, and you're being so brave right now. Do you want to cum, baby?" She nodded frantically, eyes blown wide with lust, suckling at her thumb hard enough to make soft, wet, slurping sounds around it. "Ask me to have a playdate with Uncle Scott." He commanded softly.

She began crying in earnest and he growled deep in his throat. It took everything he had not to push her onto her back and fuck her sweet little cunt within an inch of her life. He needed to have her tight heat wrapped around his cock soon, needed to fuck a load into her quivering little hole while she clung to him and screamed. But he couldn't afford to spoil his little girl too much, as much as he wanted to give her everything, keep her stuffed full with his cock and cumming her little brains out underneath him. His kitten needed discipline, no matter how hard it was on him to refrain from breeding her juicy pussy when she looked like this.

"Or Papí can keep edging your pretty hole for a while before he puts you to bed." He offered lightly. She wailed around her thumb and shook her head furiously. "Then what do you say, sweet girl?"

"Papí, can Uncle Scott come play again soon?" She whimpered, eyes unfocused as her hips continued to grind into his palm. She was mindless with need now. She was so pliant in this state. So easy to command.

"Of course he can, kitten. Papí will call him this weekend and we'll see what we can do. Maybe you can suck on your paci while you play with Uncle Scott, would that make you feel better?"

"Yes, Papí" she moaned. "And I can still have my special kisses after?"

"Oh, sweet girl, of course you can." He agreed fondly. "Papí will give you SO many kisses after your playdate. As many as you want, kitten. But right now, Papí wants to see you. You know how much Papí loves watching big girl movies with you, but it's late, and my sweet girl should be in bed. How do you say thank you to Papí for letting you stay up late, kitten?" He let his fingers fall between her thighs, ignoring her pathetic moan of disappointment at being suddenly empty of him, and she slid to her knees on the floor in front of him.

She pulled her nightie over her head and let it fall to the floor behind her, rosy nipples erect in the cool evening air. "Thank you Papí. Will you please tuck me in?"

He unbuckled his belt slowly, letting his hands brush over the leather and enjoying the way her eyes were locked on his growing bulge. He pushed down his pants and shorts and stroked her hair gently, applying firm pressure to the back of her head until the tip of his cock was positioned directly in front of her waiting mouth. "Kiss Papí goodnight first, baby, then Papí will take you back to bed and give you something to help you sleep, okay?"

She pressed herself forward, sinking her mouth down around his cock and he groaned deeply. She relaxed her throat, allowing him to push deeper, and she held herself down on his cock, choking on him as he thrust up into the tight, clutching wetness of her throat.

"Good fucking girl." He snarled, hand on the back of her neck to help her stay down. Her throat made obscene, wet sounds as he began to fuck her throat in earnest. Her soft cries were muffled against his hips, and her fingers clutched tightly against his thighs as she fought to take him deeper. "My sweet kitten is such a good fuckhole for me. Do you want Papí to breed your wet little cunt, baby?" She made an eager sound, quickly strangled as he buried himself balls deep in her mouth. He pulled her mouth off his cock with a wet pop, and she convulsed at the sudden emptiness, choking up spit and pre-cum that dripped down onto her tits. He grabbed her nipples tightly, pinching and twisting them until she screamed. He used his grip on her to haul her to her feet, and she stumbled after him, whimpering and crying out in pain as he dragged her down the hall to her bedroom. "Get on the bed, kitten."

He ordered roughly, and she sat down so fast she tore her nipples free from his grip. She howled, kicking her feet against her comforter, and sniffling softly as she gazed up at him. Her pupils were blown out with lust, and he climbed on top of her. He filled her with one sharp thrust, and her head snapped back with a wail of pleasure. He wrapped his hands around her throat, cock twitching urgently as her pussy tightened around him. He fucked into her with feral need, grinding his hips against her clit until she was thrashing and sobbing on the bed, fingers twisted up in her own hair in desperation. "You feel so good like this, kitten." He groaned in pleasure, squeezing his hands tighter around her throat. He watched her face carefully as her skin reddened, then purpled, and then he released his grip, relishing her frantic gasping for air. As the color receded from her cheeks, he tightened his grip again, and she let out a strangled cry, whole body trembling with need.

"¡Papí!" She gasped. "¡Quiero venir!"

"Soon, sweetheart. Papí's almost there." Her lips were parted in a futile gasp for air, and the sounds she made were weak and tight, fractured syllables and squeaks of pleasure. "Gonna fill this tight hole, fuck a baby into you, kitten. Here it comes, kitten, take every fucking drop! Cum on Papí's cock, sweet girl, cum for Papí while we make a baby."

Her whole body shook as she came, her fluttering cunt tightening around him. She was clenching and quivering around him desperately, and he felt her juices gushing out around his cock as the last of her breath abandoned her in one long wail. He groaned, pumping her full of hot, sticky cum, as she came apart around him. She was making soft, choking sounds under his grip, and her face was blotchy with color as her eyes rolled back in her head. He released her neck quickly, and her back arched off the bed as she cried out, hips bucking against him wildly as he fucked her through the last of her orgasm.

She collapsed against the blankets, skin coated in a light sheen of sweat as her head lolled softly to one side. Her breath came in panting gasps, and her eyelashes fluttered against her cheeks as her body stilled its helpless twitching. "Th.... thank you Papí." She slurred, trembling and weak. "Snuggles, Papí?"

"Of course, love." He gathered her up into his arms, and she curled in on herself, small and soft against his chest. "My good, sweet girl. Sleep, baby. Papí's gonna hold you all night." She nodded, sleepily, and her breathing gradually slowed until she was fast asleep in his arms, lips parted as she sighed contentedly in her dreams. He pressed a kiss to her forehead, and closed his own eyes. "Wet dreams, kitten."