Shirley James - Daddy_s darling

Daphne was crying even more heavily than before. Now was the time. "However, I'm prepared to show you that I can be a nice guy after all. I'm willing to forgive you completely, Daphne, provided that you promise not to do it again, and that you further promise to obey me completely from now on, no matter what. Promise?"

By this time Daphne was so grief stricken, so totally frightened that she no longer bothered to contemplate the consequences of her actions. All she knew was that if she promised to do as her father said then everything would be all right from now on. She nodded. "Yes, Daddy," she whispered hoarsely, "Oh, yes. I'll do anything you say."

Hamilton Burns smiled. He knew that he had won now, and there was nothing left but the most pleasurable part of all: to lie back and enjoy this girl, to feel the insurmountable ecstasy of making love to his very own daughter!

He shifted to a more comfortable position in his chair. "Daphne," he said to his daughter calmly. "Take off your clothes." She stared at him blankly, hardly daring to believe that she had heard correctly. "You hear what I said, Daphne, you didn't seem to have any qualms about parading around naked for all those boys. I'm only asking you to do for your own father what you did for a lot of strangers. Now take off your clothes."

For a long moment the blonde girl stared at her father. He stirred uneasily. Was she going to rebel, he wondered. Then Daphne seemed to remember her promise of total unquestioning obedience to her father and she began to disrobe. She undressed very slowly and hesitantly at first, but once she was used to the fact that she was stripping for her father she speeded up the pace slightly. Soon she was standing before him stark naked.

Hamilton could feel his cock flexing excitedly. Jesus, this little bitch was even sexier than he'd thought! He nodded to show approval. "Very good, Daphne," he told her with paternal benevolence. "Now turn around slowly. Let me get a good look at you from every angle. I want to see just what there is about my little daughter that so many boys are so anxious to get to know her better."

This time Daphne didn't hesitate at all. She turned and posed for her father obediently, even willingly. Apparently she was beginning to enjoy this, and Burns smiled inwardly at the thought. His plans were working out better than he'd dared hope!

"Daphne," the girl's father said to her, very slowly and very calmly, "I want you to understand something, because what I have to tell you is extremely important. Without my permission you've started haying sex with strange boys. Now sex unto itself is fine, but not for a little girl like you. A little girl like you needs proper guidance. Without proper guidance you might go to bed with some stranger who turned out to be a maniac maybe even a killer. You might get involved with lesbians. These things sound unlikely, but they happen to some poor little girl every day. Read the papers if you don't believe me." He saw from the rapt look on the young girl's face that she was paying very strict attention, "What I'm trying to say is, until you get old enough to know the ins and outs of sex for yourself you should only have sex with somebody whom you know you can trust, somebody that would never steer you wrong!"

Daphne nodded to show that she understood. "Somebody like… you, Daddy?" she whispered softly.

There was a very long silence then. Hamilton Burns hadn't expected this to happen. The minute he'd made up his mind to fuck his daughter he had known that he would do it sooner or later, but he had never actually thought that she would do it of her own free will, without any prompting at all from Daddy. But now the blonde child was telling him that she was ready, willing and able to give her father complete sexual satisfaction!

Daphne felt her breath coming in short, excited gasps as her father suddenly stood with her in his arms. She hugged him happily. Suddenly she was grabbing at the top of his trousers, trying to get a look at what he had in there. Hopefully, it was a good-sized prick.

In the corner of the room was a well-stuffed couch that also served as a day bed. Hamilton was picking up his daughter now and carrying her over to the thing and opened it up so that it would be of service to them both. He sat on the day bed with his young daughter cuddled softly against himself. He laid her across the bed and looked at her with genuine adoration in his fatherly eyes.

"I never knew a girl could be so pretty," he smiled. Daphne was lying silently awaiting him, watching the approval that sparkled into life on his face. Her daddy's eyes roved over her tits and then down along the curve of her hips and thighs and then to her long, lithe legs. He moved his gaze back upwards, pausing once more at her tits, then meeting the question in her eyes.

"You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen," he told her softly. "You're unbelievable! This is actually my own little Daphne lying here. I'm amazed. You're maturing into such a lovely young woman, and I love you very much."

He stood beside the bed and swiftly removed his trousers. Daphne stared at the sway of his cock as he unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it over a chair. He stepped out of his shoes and socks, then a moment later he dropped his shorts and stood solemnly facing her, naked and unashamed.

She knelt before him submissively, taking his huge strong organ into her tiny hands. And then she began to mouth the tiling. She could feel the throbbing hot pecker as it ran into her mouth. She let the gigantic organ slide deeper and deeper until she was forced to resist its bigness. And then she decided that she wanted to take this man inside her pussy. She wanted to ball this guy, not just suck him off. Because Daphne was having sex with her father, and her father was after all someone very special to her. And she knew that pussy-fucking was a much more special, much more intimate way to say "I love you" than ordinary French-fucking could ever hope to be.

"I want you to fuck me, Daddy," the blonde, girl told him, and Hamilton could, tell by the way she said the words that she genuinely meant them, "I want you to stick your dick into me and make me cream all over the place, I want you to fuck me. Daddy."

Like any good father, Hamilton Burns believed in giving his daughter whatever she wanted. And if she wanted him to fuck her, well, then okay! A second later little Daphne was squealing in delight as he pushed his hard cock up against her frothing pussy. He teased her cunt gently with his fingers and the tip of his organ until he was absolutely certain that her hole was juicy enough to be able to take his organ easily. Because he wanted this to be a gentle fuck, an easy fuck. He wanted his young daughter to experience pleasure at his hands, not pain.

"Mmmm," Daphne whispered ecstatically as his father took her gently by her plump buttocks and lifted her, draping her long shapely legs over his shoulders. His cock had a perfect target, practically a bulls-eye in fact. Then he slowly began to move the big shuddering knob towards the entrance of her softly trembling cunt. "What a beautiful pussy you are," he crooned to her lovingly. "You're my little girl, Daphne, forever and ever and ever you'll always be Daddy's little girl."

And as he spoke he was putting his penis into her. Her pussy was stretched by the size of his cock. She felt the walls of her cunt beginning to suck happily at the delicious new intruder. She rolled in rapture on the day bed as he thrust his glistening man-meat deeper and deeper into her. She clung to him and shook with increasing frenzy as he began to pump in slow, deep pistonlike motions of the cock.

"Yes, yes!" she screamed, ecstatic beyond belief. "That's what I want! Do it to me, Daddy, fuck me good!" He pumped his cock. He twisted his cock into her, literally screwing her. He made small circular motions with the well-trained tip of his mammoth prick that seemed to increase her soaring delirium.