Daddy’s Little Whore (Part 1)
She thanked him for her 3am pizza as he gestured for her to pass the empty box. Pizza twice in one day. Anyone would think it was her birthday, not his. “I’m going to give you a kiss and a cuddle and go to bed” she said with a cheeky smile on her lips. As Daddy’s grip was released, he told her to fall asleep quickly.
With that, she skipped to the bathroom and began her nightly routine. She washed the glitter off her face, brushed her teeth and skipped back to the front room to take her pill with a small swig of Daddy’s Coca Cola. As she entered the bedroom, she began removing layers, and threw her jumper, dress and tights onto the floor by her side of the bed in a neat little heap. No knickers. Not on Daddy’s birthday. She slid her petite but curvy body beneath the cold duvet and put her phone and vape on charge. After taking a few drags, she took off her glasses and placed them carefully on the heap, and began to let her body relax.
It had been a heck of a day. Heck of a week really, and they hadn’t had the smoothest start to the year. But this morning, they had played and played hard. Her body ached. Her mind couldn’t stop trying to process things. Did he have a good birthday? Did I do everything I could have done to make it special? Am I still special? Does he still love me and want me the way he used to? Why can’t I sleep? It would be so much easier if he was here cuddling me, but that defeats the point. He’ll fall asleep too. Did he mean those things he said on Thursday? Am I so replaceable? Was it just anger? Does it even matter? Who is he with? He’s with me and no one else. Why am I so worried?
She had almost over-thought herself to sleep when she heard the words “I’m still awake” escape from her own lips as he walked towards the bed.
“I know” he said, “I could tell from your breathing”. He shuffled his warm and naked body into the bed behind her, his cock resting between her peachy little cheeks as they snuggled. He began passionately kissing, sucking and nibbling on her neck (that chipped front tooth making it all the more pleasurable and painful).
“Not the front” she reminded him, giggling. She had family things to do the next day and didn’t want to look like she’d been bitten by a vampire. He kept biting hard on the back and side of her little neck, stroking her body, pinching her nipples, until she said “stop sweetie, it’s too much. I took so much this morning and just need to be close”. He pressed down on her neck for a moment, but her breathing continued. He wasn’t going to choke her today, but he was tempted.
He flipped her body flat against the mattress and kissed her hard on the lips. She love this. She loved those deep, lingering kisses that reminded her of those early days with him. She remembered the first time they’d kissed. It was so brief. So polite. So careful. Almost a year had passed and she still wanted him so much. He planted soft, gentle kisses on her collar bone, her breasts, her petite waist, unintentionally tickling her with his hair as it grazed against her latte coloured skin.
As he made his way down, he kissed the insides of her thighs and sent tingles to her desperately hungry cunt. She wanted to be filled up and left to sleep with his hot load still inside her. She moaned encouragingly as he lifted her ankles above his shoulders and began thrusting deeply. He lowered her legs and continued to fuck her hard as he lustfully kissed her lips, then pulled them up again, all the while keeping his hard cock in her wet little pussy. He released her legs and began biting her neck again. Not the front, she thought, before she felt him move town towards her nipples again. He gave the left one a big, long suck before out of nowhere “FUCK! 10! STOP! NOW!”. He’d bitten her left breast so hard she thought it might fall off. She fell onto her side, scrambling for the duvet, as he slipped his arms around her, kissed her on the back of her head and told her she’s going to be ok.
