บททั้งหมดของ Lost in Lust with the Daddies {steamiest Short stories}: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Iris POV,I let out a frustrated growl, smacking the side of my laptop with my palm. Still no use. The stupid thing was getting more and more temperamental the older it got, refusing to connect to the internet more often than it did. I'd told Daddy, and he'd promised to get me a new one, but he'd asked me if I could tough it out until Christmas, and I'd told him I could. I mostly used my phone anyway, for TikTok and YouTube and stuff, but for writing essays I needed a laptop. Giving up, I copied the file to my memory stick, and headed downstairs to Daddy's office. It was mildly annoying, but I was used to this by now. Mostly, I wasn't allowed on Daddy's computer, because he had all his confidential work stuff on there. But as long as it was just for quickly submitting homework assignments when mine wasn't working right, he'd given me permission.I flopped into his chair and wiggled his mouse to wake up the screen, plugging my memory stick into the port. I opened up his file explorer, t

I paused, my hand on the knob, biting my lip. Screw it! Why not? I reached up into my T-shirt, behind my back, before I could think better of it. I undid my bra, working the straps out through the arm-holes of my shirt, taking it off and tossing it aside. I glanced at my mirror again... my nipples were still hard and straining after my orgasms, poking out against the thin cotton fabric. I smiled shyly at myself. If Daddy was going to keep making pictures of me, then he should at least get the size of my nipples right!I unlocked my door and headed downstairs, putting an extra little bounce in my step as I flounced across the kitchen and threw myself into Daddy's arms. I could barely keep myself from laughing, as I saw the way his eyes were tracking the movement of my boobs as I did it! I squished myself against him, nice and tight, as I stretched up to kiss him on his cheek.“Well, somebody's in a good mood...” he chuckled, lovingly stroking his hands up and down on my waist, as I set

I slipped my ring and middle fingers inside myself, gasping and trembling as I pushed in deep. “Ohhh, take me Daddy! Take your daughter's pussy!” I began frigging myself, slowly at first, but quickly speeding up. I hardly ever did it like this... mostly, I just rubbed my lips and my clitty instead. But I needed this so badly today... I needed to feel Daddy inside me! “Oh, fuck me, Daddy! You fuck me so deeply and hard! I love it, Daddy! I love the way you're fucking me!”My other hand grasped my breasts, moving back and forth between them. “Oh, yes Daddy! Squeeze my titties! Squeeze them hard, as you're fucking me! I love it so much when you touch me like this!” I pinched my nipples, hard, making myself gasp, pulling on them, stretching my breasts. It hurt... but I loved it! “Yes, Daddy! Yes! Just like that! You can do anything you want to me, Daddy! You can do anything you want! Just never stop fucking me!” I loved the way Daddy was playing with me, using my skinny body as a playgrou

He gave me a parting wink, and vanished down the hall into his room. I retreated into my own, closing the door behind me in a daze. Daddy had kissed me! He'd really kissed me! It had only been briefly... barely a peck, really. But even if he'd only been being playful, to get me back to the way I'd kissed him the night before... still, Daddy had kissed me, right on my lips!I stripped off my top and my skirt... but not my panties, not yet. There was one particular picture of me I'd seen, in Daddy's collection; one I wanted to re-create tonight, before I'd be ready for sleep.I crawled into bed on my hands and knees, keeping my butt high in the air and lowering my face onto my pillow. Then I reached back, grabbing the band of my panties at my hips, pushing them down to just above my knees. I spread my legs then, stretching the soft cotton as far as it would go.“Take me, Daddy!” I whispered. “I'm ready for it, I promise! I want you to take me, Daddy... who better than an amazing, loving

I was thrilled to let him do that for quite a while, going back and forth however he liked... but eventually, I really started to miss being able to kiss him back. I tipped his head back as he was in the midst of trading breasts again, pressing my lips firmly to his. He chuckled, but didn't fight me over it, letting me sink fully back down into his lap again as we made out. I pressed myself against him as hard as I could, and started to rock. Grinding my naked, vulnerable kitty against the bulge down the leg of his pants, my firm, heavy breasts rubbing up and down against his chest. Then I giggled, and he broke our kiss, raising his eyebrow in question.“It's your chest hair,” I admitted, bashfully lowering my eyes. “It tickles my nipples.”“Good tickles?” he asked. “Or bad tickles?”“Good tickles, Daddy,” I giggled again. “Oh! Daddy, it’s a very good tickle!”He laughed, and pulled me back into our kiss again, one hand stroking lovingly through my hair, the other around under the bac