All Chapters of Anything He wants: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

DADDY MAKES ME HIS MIDNIGHT SNACKThe fridge has never looked so empty in my life.So many dang condiments, but no actual food. I can make a slurry of ketchup, mustard, and mayo, but rather than quell my rumbling stomach and put me to sleep, I'd probably vomit and stare dead-eyed into space.Sorry, it's just insomnia makes me itchy and irritated.For the past few days—maybe a week actually—I've been stuck in a rut of trying to go to sleep but getting so fidgety that I get up and walk the house for hours, finally draining myself around three or four in the morning. It's something that's been happening on and off for the past year. I think it has to do with coming home every so often and the reoccurring stress of having to return to college looming over me. I come home to relax, but it's like a dread so subtle that it eats away at me silently during the day and screams me awake at night.I'm not going to have a breakdown or anything like that, but I'd love to get some dang sleep once in

I grab the waistband of his boxers and slide them down his thighs. Underneath, daddy's hand is slowly massaging his cock. Even though I'm only a girl, I know for a fact he isn't doing it right. He's just kind of mashing it absentmindedly. There's no way that's doing any good for him. But I got to get him to stop. If not for his sake, then at least for my conscience of getting him going down this road.“Daddy, stop.” This time I don't command him, instead gently guiding his hand away from his crotch. “Let me help you.”I can't believe I'm going to do this. I never in my wildest dreams thoughtI'd have my daddy's cock so close to me.I fall to my knees, taking his thickness in my hand. I give it a lightsqueeze, enjoying that same pleasure I felt before in the kitchen. The spongytissue is so fun to touch. I'm not even sure what I can compare to the soft flesh and hard shaft combination. Whatever it is, the feeling of gripping his huge cock in my tiny hand sends a wave of excitement dow

When he starts thrusting, he opens with aggression, his hand holding my head up by the hair as he fucks my face, his huge cock driving into my mouth. He fucks me hard, using my hole like a spare pussy, stabbing his dick into me as if he were trying to make my mouth come.I taste drops of precum as he darts into me, specks shooting from him and landing all throughout my mouth. The salty goodness is difficult to appreciate as he pushes it deep past my tongue.I can't compete against his explosive energy, forced to simply keep my mouth open as he feeds his dick to the back of my throat. His cock glides over my tongue, his soft foreskin dragging along as his dick aches from its overly thick arousal.Then a loud smack shocks me, his hand slapping my breast vigorously. I groan as he beats my tits, striking them directly and askew, aiming his shots at my erect nipples, his fingertips swatting at the nubs. I want to call out 'Daddy!', but my mouth is full of his meat, and the only sound out o

Who ever would want to take a cock out of their mouth, I'll never understand them. Everything about daddy Santa's cock is so amazing as Isuck on it, enjoying every inch of it, my tongue twirling around the shaft as I work on tasting his forbidden skin.I could do it for hours, just resting my head on daddy's lap as I devour him, relishing it like a baby relishes a pacifier.That's why it's sad when he slides his cock out of my mouth. I instinctively follow it, my tongue sticking out as I desperately try to taste it one last time. But daddy Santa is just a little too far out of my reach, and I'm denied my craving.Gripping his cock in his hand, squeezing it as he strokes it slowly, he says, “How do I know that Santa's giving the joy of Christmas to the best little girl in town? Did you leave Santa any offerings?”I nod and smile, the tradition not lost on me, even when I've turned it into worshiping daddy's cock. Setting up offerings to Santa has been in our family for so long, there'

I stroke his shaft, feeding into my mouth as I suckle on his head. I spread the saliva over his entire length, enjoying the wet feeling as my hand slides over his cock.“Come on, babygirl, make daddy thicker.”I don't know if he means keep making him harder, but his cock tells me something else. It tells me to make him bigger. A wisp of magic escapes my touch, flowing into daddy's tumescent cock. Instantly, his cock's thickness grows by twice the size.“Holy shit!” He examines himself, testing the distance his fingers go around his girth. “I like that. Come on, longer too.”Magic runs through him, adding inches to his frame. His cock grows into my mouth, reaching to the back of my throat as I suck on him. His cock is now monster sized, a beefy appendage that's built to wreck things.Just as daddy's cock wanted.Daddy may have said those things, but I could feel his cock desire it way before daddy even thought of them. It's as if I'm telepathically connected to my master's cock, attune