Daddy’s little Princess Part 2

The following part of my earlier published erotica. Hope you’ll enjoy it and feel free to read my others. Also feel always free to give feedback. And as before this is a post already published elsewhere as well as other stories.

I lead you out and into my car, pulling out into the quiet suburban streets. I reach over and drop the strap from your shoulder nearest me, pulling the top down below your breast. You look around outside the car in surprise and embarrassment, but my fingers caressing and teasing your nipple soon make you forget, and just trust me.

I enjoy the feeling and the sounds you make for a while, taking care to keep to streets I know will be quiet, and planning a nice long route to your place. Sat still at some lights I pinch, waiting for them to change. I savour the look on your face, staring at me wide-eyed as it begins to become uncomfortable. When the light turns green I let go suddenly, dropping my hand between your legs and hitching your skirt up. You gasp and pant as blood rushes back into your nipple, biting your lip. I gently take your hand and move it to your pussy, nodding back as you look at me questioningly.

I smile as I watch from the corner of my eye, everything about you making my cock strain against my trousers. At the next set of lights I quickly unfasten, and pull my dick out, guiding your free hand to it. I have to be extra vigilant in focussing on the road, but fuck are you amazing. I can tell from the sounds you’re making, and the faltering way you’re stroking me, that you’re getting close; but I’m feeling far too teasing to let you off that easily. I take the next turn heading directly to your apartment.

Hoping I’ve judged it right, I quickly speed to your street, pulling up outside as your delicious moans are reaching a crescendo. Switching off the car, I lean over to kiss you; my hand softly cupping across your pussy, preventing your hand access. I feel you try and buck up against my hand, and smile. “No, no. Lets save that, shall we?”.

“Yes, Daddy” you gasp, nodding; although it’s quite obvious you don’t want to. Quickly putting my cock away as best I can, covering the otherwise obvious bulge with my shirt, I climb out of the car and walk to your door. I chuckle to myself as I watch you stumble a little out of the car and over to me, your aroused state evident from your panting, heaving chest. You fumble with your keys a little shakily as I press myself up behind you, a hand sliding up your inner leg, my breath and then a kiss on your exposed neck.

My fingers trace a trail of wetness up both your thighs. As I make contact with your slick lips, I hear you gasp and then your keys falling to the floor. I smile, continuing to kiss your exposed skin, and very softly slide my fingers along your lips. “Better get those, or your neighbours might get quite the show,” I breathe. My fingers continue to tease ever so gently, my cock barely contained by my trousers, as you hurriedly but shakily open the door and practically fall inside.

“Now, about that show. Just because your neighbours don’t get to watch doesn’t mean Daddy won’t. Why don’t we start by packing your toy collection, after some demonstration of course,” I wink, licking my fingers. ”Let’s see what you have, sweetheart.”

I follow you into your bedroom where you open the top drawer of your dresser. Beside your underwear is a basket containing a modest selection. “is that everything, babygirl?” I ask, surprised. As you nod in a mixture of embarrassment and disappointment, I stroke your hair and kiss your forehead. “You’ve clearly been neglected, we’ll have to fix that.”

I take the basket and take a quick look, somewhat pleased at what I don’t see amongst them. “Daddy has a little surprise for you, Princess.” your eyes instantly drop to the bulge in my pants, making me laugh. “No, not that! That’s hardly a surprise now, is it? No no no.” I draw a small box out of my pocket; it has that luxurious velvet finish of a jewelry box, but the dimensions are wrong. It looks like it could fit a very large pair of earrings, maybe, but you suspect it isn’t that. “This is for you,” I hand it to you.

As you take it, the first thing you notice is the weight – it’s much heavier than you had guessed. You look at me in puzzled surprise, but also delighted that I’ve bought you something. You have some suspicious about what could be inside, but aren’t sure just which one I might have bought you, so there’s still a delightful look of wonder on your face when you see the beautiful, small stainless steel Princess plug inside. It’s highly polished and has a large purple gem set into the flared base. You blush, still a little surprised that I would have bought this for you; “Thank you, Daddy! It’s beautiful!” you smile at me.

“I’m glad you like it, my darling. It’s going to look even more beautiful when you wear it for me every day. Come!” I sit down on the foot of the bed and pat next to me. I take the box from you as you sit, “no, no. Turn over”, I nod towards your pillows.

“Sorry, Daddy” you blush, rolling onto your front, face on your pillow.

I stroke my hand up and down your legs, gently pushing them apart and admiring the beautiful view of your ass and pussy just showing from under your skirt. I take the plug from the box and place it on the bed between your thighs. I slide my hand up between your legs, gently rubbing your clit, applying pressure as if to lift you “Up, up Princess,” I coo, encouraging you to lift your ass in the air, your skirt sliding away up your back.

I’m only stroking just enough to tease your frustration, keeping you horny and aching. Your moans are delightful, making my cock throb harder than ever; your holes look ever so inviting, but I have a different plan in mind. I lean in and lick the full length of your pussy, and right across your asshole, feeling you clench and hearing you whimper slightly at the unfamiliar feeling. “Just relax and enjoy,” I whisper, rubbing a little harder to distract you as I start licking some more. The combination soon has you climbing closer and closer to your climax, moaning and panting, “Yes, Daddy. Oh fuck, yes! Don’t stop, yes, yes!”

I carefully apply some lube to the plug with my free hand, hoping to time this just right. As I gauge you’re almost there, I swap my tongue for the plug, pushing gently but firmly while stepping up my rubbing more again. I keep going, watching as your tiny ass stretches around the little plug, continuing to increase stimulation progressively as it does. “n… no…” your attempts at protest serve as perfect indications when to increase rubbing, and instead each comes out as a satisfied groan.

As your ass seductively swallows the rest, I grasp your hips and begin licking your clit. I’m slightly disappointed not to have achieved perfect timing of your climax at the moment of insertion – another time, perhaps – but I’m still delighted when a short few moments later it arrives. I continue licking hungrily, able to watch as you clench over and over around the new toy. Your scream combined with the way your body bucks and tenses around me are magical, and I can’t wait any longer.

I flip you back onto your back, and quickly pull my trousers off. You’re dripping wet, and offer no resistance as I lift your legs high and plunge in deep. Horny though I am, with no stimulation I’m not close yet; and your animal growl just encourages me on. I plow into you again and again, hammering myself against you; I can feel the plug cosily nestled in you too, and can tell the added effect it has on you each time I hit it.

I would love nothing more than to fuck you all the way to another climax, but alas as your pussy begins to clench around me I can tell that won’t be an option. Leaving you frustrated and desperate is a lot of fun, though, so I pull out and stand up.

“Daddy, wh-,” you start, but I cut you short as I pull your head off the edge of the bed.

“Make Daddy happy, little one,” I pant, dripping precum and your juice onto your face as I line up against your lips. I’m practically ready to explode the instant your tongue slides across my tip, and my basic reflex takes over, jamming my cock all the way into your throat. Immediately it starts – jets of cum splurging straight down your waiting throat as you choke and splutter.

Instead of withdrawing slightly to give you chance to lick up the rest, I pull out all the way and drip the final few globs onto your face. “Good job, babygirl. You’re such a good girl for Daddy. Now, clean me up so we can pack”

“Thank you, Daddy,” you purr, “and thank you for my present”. You slide off the bed to kneel in front of me and start licking up all the mixed juices from my drained cock. I watch you lovingly, the pleasure on your face clear to see. When you’re finished I lift you with a finger under your chin and kiss your lips.

“So, what else do we need to pack?” I ask, picking up the box of toys. As you look around, thinking, I pull a toy from the collection. It’s a remote controlled vibrator for both clit and g-spot; I grin.

“Will I need underwear?” you ask?

I nod, “sometimes, I suppose. But you may as well discard your everyday things. Just choose your five favourite matching sets.” You make towards your drawers, “here, put this on,” I smile widely, handing you the toy but keeping the remote.

I’m pleasantly surprised to have made you blush as you take it from me and strap it on. I allow you to start searching through your underwear drawer before selecting the lowest setting; a teasing vibration emanating through you. Your soft whimper makes my cock twitch as I begin browsing through your wardrobe, picturing you in each outfit and selecting my favourites; laying them on the bed. “How are you getting along there, beautiful?” I ask.

“F… fiiiiiiiine” you moan suddenly, your response interrupted by my finger on the ‘pulse’ button of the remote. “Daddy you’re such a tease!” you grin, looking down at my cock hardening again. “What else are we packing?”

“Well now that depends…” I trail off, thinking for a moment. “Come, let’s talk sweetheart.” I move back to the bed, clearing a space for me to sit on the edge. I beckon you over, indicating the floor between my feet. As you kneel and I feel your soft little hands on my shaft, I nudge the toy up a setting. I feel your grip tighten, your eyes close as you moan; “focus, little one. Listen to Daddy”, I stroke your hair and cheek. You nod, breathless and vacant, but drag your attention back to my voice and my cock.

“Now I know that I only suggested you would stay for a few days…” I pause – your mouth on my cock as you maintain eye contact like that is incredible. I allow myself a minute to watch my cock slide deep into your throat as you moan, making me moan my appreciation; “mmmmmm, that feels so good. You’re such a good little cocksucker for Daddy. But I was thinking… mmmmmm…. I don’t think that just a few days… oooohhhh, fuck… could ever… be… enough…”

You’re nodding already, bobbing ever more eagerly onto my throbbing dick as you continue to moan more and more from the toy. “So what do you say? Give up everything to be Daddy’s perfect little girl? Stop sleeping here, and sleep in Daddy’s bed? Stop going out to work, and just work on being a good girl for Daddy? Stop thinking, and just let Daddy choose everything for you?” With every suggestion, your sucking gets ever more eager, your moans more urgent; realising how close you’re getting i turn the toy off as you quickly push me over the edge to fill your mouth. Before you have a chance to swallow, I push the ‘pulse’ button once again, the resulting moan causing you to splutter the mouthful all down my cock and over your hand.

You don’t break eye contact for a second as you quickly start to slurp up the mess, only looking down briefly a couple of times to make sure you gulp down every drop; finally icking your fingers clean. “Yes Daddy, I would love that! Please can I come and be your personal cock sleeve for ever and ever and ever!”

I stroke your cheek, smiling with elation just like you. “I’m so happy, babygirl! Come let’s get packed and get you moved in.”

I get up, increasing the power of the toy another level to ‘medium’ and turning it back on. I admire your gorgeous body writhing and moaning as you get closer and closer to climax, but turn it back to minimum at the last moment. “Da…Daddy… pleeeeease!” you pant, struggling to all fours, crawling towards me, your eyes wide and innocently pleading.

I check my watch for no reason other than to make you believe I have a genuine reason to tease like that; “No no, my sweet little poppet, we must get you packed up. Come, find a bag for this; bring your toys, stuffies, jewelry and ID. We’ll send someone to clear out the rest, you won’t need it anymore.”

“OK, Daddy,” you say, somewhat less enthusiastically. I see you looking around wistfully.

“What’s wrong, precious? Something else you want to bring?”

“N… no, Daddy,” you mumble absentmindedly, “I have everything I need”.

“Good Girl. Let’s get all this to the car. Are you hungry?”

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