All Chapters of Her Daddy's Obsession: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

“The head gasket blew,” Daddy told mom on the phone. “No. I made sure all the fluids were topped up before I left. This isn’t neglect on Leah’s part.”He handed me his credit card and nodded toward the check-in desk. I went over and checked us in, but had to wave him over to show his ID and sign since it was his credit card.I was glad he was distracted by bickering with mom so the woman behind the desk didn’t try to tell us about our room.She handed us two credit card style room keys and wrote down the room number on a little envelope she slipped them into.“Imagine if she had made this trek alone… yes of course she would have survived, but it was over a hundred degrees and if she had a safe car, that never would have happened,” Daddy whispered yelled as we walked to the elevator.“Gwen,” he said. “Quite frankly, I’m pissed that you’re downplaying this because I got caught in this situation because of your obstinance. We’ll talk about this later. We’re getting into the elevator so

Daddy cupped the back of my head, encouraging me to bob in the rhythm he liked best. I hummed against him and was delighted to feel his cock jump in response.“I don’t think you want to argue with me about this after I spent hours, hours in the desert with temperatures in the triple digits. I’m hanging up now.”I heard Daddy’s phone thump onto the carpeted floor, but I didn’t slow my pace. I gagged a little, and he groaned.“Fuck. Your sweet mouth is going to make me come.”I hummed again because that was exactly what I wanted. I also wanted every inch of him inside me. I moved forward again, gagging a little, but then he popped into my throat and my nose pressed against his groin.“Leah, I’m gonna come.”I swallowed around him.“Baby, unless you want a mouth full of cum.”I swallowed around him again.His back bowed, thrusting the last few millimeters of his cock into my mouth. I gagged one last time, and he shouted.About ten different swear words fell from his lips as he shot down

The weekend before Halloween, our neighborhood has a huge costume party, and I mean huge. We block off the road so cars can’t drive down, then we all bring out tables and chairs.All the tables get put together like a long train in the middle of the street. As the sun goes down, everyone starts to load those tables with food.There’s everything, from the Andersons’ annual spaghetti with eyeballs to chili and deviled eggs. Huge bowls of candy are stashed around. And of course, there are a ton of adult beverages that are mixed up and served with a spooky theme.This year, Halloween falls on a weekend, but the party is still a weekaway. At the last minute, I decide to drive the hour it takes to get home from college so I can stop by and say hey to everyone.The problem is that my actual costume isn’t up to snuff with the block party standards. I mean, there’s a costume contest and my cheerleader outfit would simply be scoffed at. So when I get home, I rifle through Mom’s old costume

“Hey Wren,” Jason says. “I think you need to fix your makeup. You look like someone washed away the bottom half of your face.”I throw an empty cup at him, but he dodges it and runs away. We dated for a while but he’s too immature, too much of a jokester, so nothing ever happened between us.I thought he would be the one to take my virginity, but whenever we kissed, he would crack a joke. And usually his jokes aren’t funny, so it would just ruin the mood. I wonder if he has had sex with anyone yet, because I still haven’t.I run my fingers over my bare lips, but instead of thinking about makeup, I remember what it felt like to have the hard wall at my back as Daddy pressed me against it. Maybe I need to go give my vibrator one more ride while I fix my makeup.As I head to our house, I look over to where most of the adults are cloistered. I don’t see Daddy. Then again, he is wearing all black. He’s probably just sitting down behind someone.When I look in the mirror, I realize that

It’s late and I’ve already come three times today. If I come again, I’ll likely pass out and I don’t want to miss a single second of Daddy fucking me for the first time.“So fucking tight,” he groans.Each time he spreads his fingers inside me I stiffen for a moment before melting into his touch. And his mouth keeps me distracted as he flicks my clit with his tongue. Then he moves faster, sucks harder, pulling me to the edge.“I don’t want to come until you’re inside me.”He groans. “I need you wet. Really wet. It’ll make it better for you.”“But…”That’s all I get out. He sucks and flicks and curls his fingers inside me to touch a spot that makes me go wild. My hands fly out, trying to grasp onto anything because I feel like I’m going to float away.“Oh…yes….please…”My body convulses against the bed and I feel something squirt from me.Daddy coughs as he pulls back.“Fuck,” he says. “I’ve never seen a woman do that.”I pant. “You said you wanted me wet.”“I also wanted to make you