Driving With Daddy, the Second Episode

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As I was recovering from my concussion, foremost in my mind and heart were the new-found loving sexual encounters with my dear Daddy. While our first virginity-taking episode was painful, I was really proud of the blow job I had given Daddy on our next encounter. My first climax from the grinding stimulation of my clitoris over his erect member was truly life-changing. But, I greedily wanted so much more! I don’t know if my bitchy mother was suspicious, or if Daddy was afraid to proceed further, or both, but Daddy and I didn’t have any real quality alone time for several days after my first climax. I was recovering from my concussion, so I could easily rationalize the lack of further intimate contact right away. But I would be lying if I said I wasn’t starting to get a little anxious, not to mention feeling what most would call horny. Then the most wonderful unexpected thing happened. My mother’s youngest sister, Aunt June, who was a good 10-12 years younger than my Mom, had a baby. Their mother, my Grandma, had died several years ago, and their other sisters worked full time or couldn’t make it for one reason or another. So, Aunt June asked if Mom could come help out. She accepted, and expected to be gone for 8-10 days. And to top it off, it was the last week of school before summer! I was fully recovered from my concussion when my mother left for Aunt June’s house. She was her normal snarky, bitchy self when she boarded the taxi to the airport, but I was so happy to have some time with just Daddy I couldn’t care less. I silently vowed that tonight would be the night my loving father and I would properly ‘consummate’ our sexual relationship. I went to the store and got my Daddy’s favorite foods to make him a scrumptious dinner. While I wasn’t much of a cook, I wanted Daddy as happy as possible tonight, the night of nights! I also bought myself some new bath salts and lotions – I wanted to be relaxed and irresistible. Things didn’t quite work out as I had planned, however. My afternoon bath was relaxing and the lotions applied made my skin soft and sweet. But from there it went down hill fast. I burned the pork chops, undercooked the potatoes, and cooked the green beans into mush. istanbul travesti Instead of a glorious meal, when Daddy arrived home from work he found his little girl in tears, distraught over her culinary failure. I guess Daddy truly and unequivocally loved me, and a bad dinner would not cause him to do anything but console me. After comforting hugs and soothing words, Daddy insisted that we sit down and eat the dinner. He gallantly tried to swallow the ill prepared food, and said, “It isn’t really that bad.” The involuntary expressions on his face told me he lied to appease my feelings of failure. Actually, his mannerism changed my mood from tragic to funny. I started laughing, and after trying to keep a stiff upper lip, he started chuckling, and then joined me by bursting into full fledged, eye-watering, laughter as well. We speculated on what the garbage disposal would think of the dinner as we flushed it down. Laughing as the disposal ate the evidence of my failures. When our minor tragedy-inspired mirth subsided, I went up and hugged Daddy tightly and told him how wonderful he was to try and make the best of the situation. “I love you with all my heart” I told him seriously. Happily, my tight embrace resulted in a joyful rise at his crotch. I looked up at him with loving eyes, kissed him passionately on the lips, and said “Daddy, you need to take me to bed right now. I need you inside me so badly. I won’t ever be happy until you are.” Yes, Daddy is only a man. A wonderful father, but also just a man. He lifted me and my legs surrounded his hips as he carried me up to his bedroom. I felt his erection grow even as he gently sat me on the edge of the mattress. He started to undress me with his hands, not just his eyes that seemed to glimmer as if the stars above shined only for me. While intermittently kissing me with slow sensual flourishes on the lips, his hands roamed over my upper body as gracefully as a gazelle gliding over the savannah. He removed the right shoulder strap of my dress, the same one I had worn on my birthday. I felt so sexy as he affectionately ran his left hand over my shoulder and arm until the strap was limply hanging at istanbul travestileri my side. Then he repeated his loving actions with my left shoulder strap, exposing my lace bra, picked especially for this occasion. With a touch as gentle as a soft summer breeze, he unclasped my bra and pulled it off in front of me, gliding his fingers over my anxious breasts as he did. I was already moaning with anticipation when he leaned and brought his lips into contact with my left nipple. I gasped in awe at the surge of heat that flooded my belly. While lightly stroking that tit with his right hand his left hand cupped my right breast, his thumb and fingers delicately twisting, then releasing, my now rock hard nipple. After causing my entire upper body to glow and tingle, he released my breasts and pulled me up. I stood up adjacent the bed and watched as he pulled my dress and panties down. He did it deliberately and forcefully, not with the tenderness with which he handled my straps and bra. While holding my naked hips with his hands, kneeling on one knee in front of me, he hungrily inserted his nose, tongue, entire face, into my moist vaginal area. His forehead, then his nose, then his tongue, brushed my clitoris, moved my outer lips away, exposed my glistening center. I was already so wet his face shined in the lamplight of his room. He stood, lifting me off the ground while still holding my hips, and without removing his tongue from my pussy moved me up to the head of his bed. He laid my head on his pillow. He then, both lovingly and lustfully, invaded me, overwhelming my body, senses, and emotions with his pure oral spectacle of wonders. He licked my slit from top to bottom many times while simultaneously separating and massaging my pussy lips with expert fingers. He then tongue fucked my hole, licked and sucked on my clitoris while continuing his assault on my labia. He drove me to an ecstasy that not only had I never known, but that I never thought possible. I rewarded him with a flood of my creamy nectar and I experienced not one, not two, but seemingly a continuous flurry of orgasms as I cried out my passions aloud. When I was certain I couldn’t travesti take it anymore, and would surely lapse into unconsciousness his siege slowly eased letting my body relax for a moment. As he moved his body up even with mine, simply resting his right hand on my mound while stroking my hair and the side of my face with his left hand I wanted him badly, so very intensely in need. Through my eyes I could not fully open I lovingly stared at him as he returned my gaze with just as much admiration. We started gently moving our lips and tongues into contact with each other, and after a few minutes of loving kisses he asked if I was really ready to receive him. “I want that more than anything else in the world” I blurted out anxiously. With that he turned me onto my hands and knees, and while holding me up by my thighs and hips, from behind me moved his steel hard member into my sweet, swollen, expectant sheath. He inserted his member gently, an inch at a time, withdrawing it completely after my vagina adjusted to each deepening push. When he was completely buried I found a wonderfully sated sensuality. I could feel his cock tremble as my muscles learned to grip the hard velvet steel of his manly tool. I knew I would soon be living out my dream. Then my loving Daddy started fucking me, but not how I had thought. Eight slow, full strokes and then one fast hard thrust; seven slow grueling strokes and then two quick vigorous ones. Not just my cunt, but my entire body was in lustful anticipation, as the slow strokes diminished in number, and the exuberant ones increased. Soon my womb was bombarded with unsurpassed furor, as Daddy pounded my overwrought sensitized cunt, each stroke filled with desire and causing a new flood of hormones through my body and brain. My mind was at the same time seemingly full of every good memory and dream I ever had in my entire life. I was lost somewhere between fantasy and ecstatic reality. Then suddenly what I had subconsciously awaited my whole life flooded my mind and body alike. An explosion of love, hunger, desire, and longing in the form of cum, semen, jizm, man juice. It seared my body and reality, doused me, and filled my female cavity all at the same time. It was stupendous beyond any possible expectation, staggering in the way it worked upon my body, mind, and into my very soul. I laid there in a state of divine semi-consciousness as Daddy continued to fuck me long after spurts of semen stopped streaming to fill my pussy and womb.

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