Story Excerpt

Daddy Loves His Daughter, by Jezebel Rose

Daddy pulled me towards him. His strong arms wrapped around me as he held me close. The city whizzed by as we rode on the tram. He looked deep into my eyes. His green eyes just drew me in as I thought of what he may do next.

“Happy Birthday,” he whispered in my ear.

My mind wandered with thoughts of him slipping his hand down my pants discreetly and fingering me right where we stood. I’ve never had sex before, but I wanted it so badly. Daddy said today would be the day. The tram pulled to a stop as more passengers flooded into the car. We were packed in like sardines in a can.

Father’s breath was hot as it hit my face; we were close, real close. He looked at me, smiling, with a hint of a devilish grin barely displayed. I returned the same hint. His light shadow of a beard turned me on as it greyed his cheeks. Running my hand up his chest to his rough face turned me on even more.

No way. This is too much, I thought to myself as I felt myself dampening down below. His hand slipped around my waist, resting in the small slip above my butt. God I hated it when he did that. He knew it drove me crazy by how much it turned me on. He pulled me in close. Looking up at him, his head tilted down for a kiss.

As our tongues touched, I felt electric course through my body. I shivered as my hair stood on end. Feeling him so close… god I wanted him so badly. I grabbed his wrist and pushed it down towards my groin as we pulled away from the station. We were next to the window as we sped along the track faster and faster. I looked up at the timer: 7 minutes to the next station.

His hand slid up and down on my crotch. Moaning softly, I felt my hips slowly move in motion to his hand. I reached down and slid my hand into his pants, pressing myself close to him to avoid anyone else noticing. Glancing around, I noticed everyone seemed busy with their cell phones, newspaper or just staring outside. Good.

I felt his cock on my hand. He was flaccid as I started moving my fingers around his shaft, stroking him hard. The car hit a bump as it sped around a corner and pulled us apart slightly. I quickly closed the gap as I felt my face redden. His hand made its way into my panties as he pulled my lips apart and ran his finger up and down. His finger slid easily on my juices.

Stroking his shaft, I felt him fully harden in my hand. Jesus, I want to fuck him right here and now. Glancing around, I saw nowhere to go. Hands will have to do for now. I focused my attention on him as I slowly ran my thumb in circles around the top of his cock. Looking at his face, I could tell he was enjoying himself.

His fingers slipped into my pussy as I felt myself immediately tighten around him, squeezing his two fingers tightly together. His thumb found its way to my magic button as he slowly ran it up and down one side, then the other, and then circled around it.

I felt him milking my pussy with his hand as I felt his other one held me tightly against him. My juices started running down my leg as he moved his fingers faster inside me. My clit throbbed for him as I gritted my teeth, staring into those big eyes of his. I grabbed a napkin left over from dinner and slipped it in his pants then over his cock.

Stroking harder and harder, I felt his cock tense then loosen as the semen pumped into the napkin. My fingers massaged his shaft as he came. I love watching Daddy cum, he’s just so darn cute. His face twitches as he tries to smile and his back arcs. I love it.

Feeling him cum in my hand made me want mine all the more. His fingers kept massaging the insides of my walls as he played inside me. His thumb ran in circles faster and faster as he pressed harder and harder. God, I’m going to cum so hard. I have to keep my mouth shut though. If I make a peep… this is going to be embarrassing.

I spasmed forward as I felt myself start to cum for him. I slipped both arms around him and held him tight as he fingered me. Every time his thumb ran over my clit, I felt myself pulse with orgasmic pleasure. My juices turned from drips into a stream of cum down my leg as I came. God damn… god… oh god…

Slowly I felt my body start to relax as the orgasm died down. Jesus that was amazing. Daddy pulled his hand from my pants and slipped a finger into his mouth, smiling at me. “Thank you for that,” he said as he winked.

“No… thank you… Jesus,” I whispered in his ear as I nibbled on his rough neck.

The car screeched to a stop as it pulled up to the station. I realized I still hand a napkin filled with cum. Looking for the nearest trashcan, I heard a guy sneeze next to me; his hand covering his nose. Looking at me, then the napkin; he beckoned for it. I shook my head quickly then ran over to the closest can and threw it away.

I walked back up to Daddy, “Heading home?” I said as I spanked him on the butt and smiled. He grabbed my hand lightly and entwined his fingers through mine, “I think so. It was a long day at work and I’m exhausted.”

We walked out of the station to the busy streets of New York City. The sun was setting causing a chill in the air to set in. The breeze didn’t help either. I pulled my jacket close to me as my hair fluttered in the wind tickling my face. Daddy let go of my hand and pulled me close as he raised his hand waving at a cab.

The yellow car pulled up on the side of the curb. Daddy reached out and opened the door as I quickly sat inside and scooted to the far side of the backseat. The cab was warm, thank god. “Fifth and Nixon,” Daddy said to the driver.

The cab pulled away and slipped in and out of traffic as we made our way across the city. Even though it was only a few blocks away, it was simply just too damn cold to walk. I’m also slightly lazy and Daddy knows that. I smiled to myself as I thought about him.

Daddy slipped his arm around my shoulder as I nuzzled close. Hearing him smell my hair made me realize how much my Father actually liked me… if not loved me. He had to love me, right?

I felt the car swerve to the side of the road and stop. Looking out the window, I saw our home.

The breeze blew his scarf as he walked towards the house just behind me. It was so cute. I couldn’t help but purse my lips in a smile even though the cold breeze hit my face like a ton of bricks.

Fumbling with the keys, I managed to find the right one and slip it into the slot. “Need help finding the hole?” he said as he laughed.

I giggled and turned the key then walked inside. Imagine your grandma’s house, warm and cozy with the faint smell of cookies in the air with comfortable worn in furniture strewn about… our house was the opposite. The furnace was out and the living room was bare. Such is the way of living in New York with low paying jobs.

Fortunately, Daddy recently picked up a nice gig working at a bank which gave him a hefty sign on bonus. We were planning on going shopping this weekend to spice up the home. The home owners ordered a new furnace which should be here within the next couple days as well. Everything was going to be just fine…

Daddy turned and took off his jacket, scarf, and cap then placed them on the bench next to the door. I pulled my jacket closer to me. It was chilly. “Let’s go snuggle in bed,” I said as I ran up the stairs. He chased after me. As he got to the top of the stairs, I jumped out at him; BOO! He looked at me with his eyes unnerved. “You’ll someday realize that you can’t scare me,” he said as he wrapped his arms around me and pushed be back towards the bed.

I heard faint moans of passion coming from outside.

“Hear that?” I whispered as he laid down next to me on the bed and placed his hand on my stomach. “I do, think we can beat them tonight?”

I giggled as I kicked off my shoes the slipped under the covers. Taking off my jacket, top and pants, I kicked them off the bed, “That’s up to you good sir,” I said with accent as I peeked over the top of the covers.

Smiling back at him, I reached up and pulled his head towards mine till it was inches in front of me, “I love you too,” I whispered back. He kissed the nape of my neck as he slowly made his way up to my ear. Tickling my face with his rough beard, I held him close while I kissed his chest. His firm abs pressed against me as I felt myself grow wetter by the second.

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