Kink Ep. 01: Daddy/Daughter Fetish

He has such a look of awe on his face as he looks at his cum glistening on my skin. I sweep up a drop with my thumb and suck it clean. "Mmm, you taste good, Daddy." He grabs his discarded boxers and wipes his cum off me before he lays down beside me.

"This will be our little secret." He whispers pulling me close.

"Will we do it again Daddy, I liked it?"

"Yeah Kitten, whenever you want."

I like to think I'm a pretty self-aware person, but knowing something about yourself and actually being able to change it are two very different things. I'm petty and vindictive, I'm not proud of it, but I really can't help it. Right now, I'm so pissed and Mike is the focus of my vindictive brain.

He has a date, a God damn date. I don't care that it was planned before I got here. He asked me to leave for a few hours because he's supposed to cook her dinner. It's their third date and he's cooking her dinner. Yeah, I know exactly what that means. Just last night he rocked my world because I played out his fantasy but tonight he's going to rock hers for nothing.

Yeah, I'm pissed. I'm thinking about peeing on his bed. That would be a nice rude awakening for little miss third date. I'm also considering breaking something. There is always the tried and true silent treatment. I could always fuck up his fantasy next time but I think that would be as much of a punishment for me as him.

No, I think I have come up with the perfect solution. I put on some skimpy lingerie in the form of a pair of silk short shorts and a tank top, they aren't see through but the color is so close to flesh tone that it seems see through. No underwear, because that's a rule and no bra. I scrubbed all the makeup off my face. I can't remember the last time I let someone see me without makeup but it's necessary. I pull my long hair into a messy bun and survey the result in the mirror. I look about fifteen. I absolutely hate it, but again it's necessary.

I start a movie on Mike's big TV and pause it, then pop some popcorn. I wait impatiently until I hear him pull up. I'm bending over reaching in the refrigerator when I hear him come in.

"Hi Daddy," I call, "What are you doing back so soon, I thought you had a date?" I stand up and turn soda in hand and find Mike staring at me wide eyed. Next to him is a woman with shoulder length blond hair. Mike is wearing a suit and he looks damn good but I don't let my eyes linger.

"Oh," I say and feign surprise then smile at the woman. She's pretty but I know women. She's definitely late thirties if not early forties, her eyes drop to my braless and still perky young breasts and linger for a moment. "You must be Diane." I offer my hand to the woman.

"Karen," Mike growls.

"Right, Karen that's what I meant." I smile still offering my hand and she reluctantly takes it.

"Karen, this is Jennifer. My... daughter from my second marriage."

"It's great to finally meet you." I use my perkiest voice.

"You too." The woman says but I can see that she is confused because Mike has never mentioned me. Because after all, why would he?

"What are you doing, Jen?" There's an edge to his voice but the way his eyes sweep over me gives him away. Unfortunately, Karen can't see that, she's standing in front of him.

"Sarah canceled on me so I was just gonna hang on the couch and watch a movie."

"Maybe you should put some clothes on," Mike says tightly, his eyes straying back down.

"Dad," I huff and roll my eyes. "Don't be such a prude. These are my pajamas, and I thought I had the house to myself." I turn and push the fridge shut with a swing of my hips, making sure they get a good view of my boobs swaying too. "Anyway, I don't want to interrupt your date. I'll just watch my movie upstairs. You won't even know I'm here." I giggle and grab my popcorn and soda off the counter. I run, to make everything bounce, to the living room and turn off the TV and wave before I run upstairs. Without looking I can feel Mike's eyes on me. Just out of sight at the top of the stairs, I wait and listen. Just as I'd hoped, the date is ruined but even better than I hoped, Karen drove her own car. She makes all the appropriate excuses and asks for a raincheck. I hear Mike offer to walk her to her car and do a mental fist pump. I deserve a victory dance but I'm not going to take it. Or at least I'll be subtle.

I go back downstairs and sit on the couch but when he comes back in he looks pissed.

"What the hell was that?" He's yanking angrily at his tie, pulling it loose.

"What? I was nice to her?" I really hope my innocent act works because he looks pissed and I didn't mean to actually piss him off. "Does she not like kids?"

"Maybe she doesn't like insolent little brats who parade around in their underwear."

I surge up to my feet and plant my hands on my hips exactly like an insolent teenager. "I'm not wearing any underwear. That's a house rule." I huff and roll my eyes. "God, all I was doing was watching a movie. Is that against the law now?" I'm not even laying it on that thick, I really did have this much attitude as a teenager. He glares at me and stalks toward me. Everything in me wants to break and remind him that I'm playing. I can't tell if he's really angry and it's kind of scaring me. I can't help but take a step back when he gets close, automatically putting up my hands in defense.

"Just because your mother puts up with your attitude doesn't mean that I'm going too. As long as you live under my roof, you live by my rules." He's yelling at me, I don't remember him ever yelling at me before. He grabs my wrist and jerks me forward and I'm more than a little afraid.

"I... I'm sorry... I..." Before I can even stutter out an apology he drops onto the ottoman and jerks me over his lap. It's so fast I don't even know how he did it but I'm face down over his knees. I tried to get up but he held me down. His knee is wedged under my breasts and the other at my hips, and then it happened. His hand came down hard right on my left ass cheek. I can't help the gasp that escapes me because while this has been a long-time fantasy I've never actually let anyone do it.

Immediately I put my hands over my ass. "Okay, I'm sorry! I'll be good!" I cry.

"Move your hands." He growled, but he didn't wait for me to move them. He grabbed both my wrists in one of his big hands and pinned them to my back. With his other hand, he yanked down my loose silk shorts. They fell and caught around my knees. He slapped the other side of my ass drawing another gasp from me. It stung a lot more than I expected. He wasn't playing he was really spanking me.

"Why did you interrupt my date, Jen?"

"I didn't mean to!" I cried and he slapped my ass again."

"Tell me the truth!"

"I am!" He slapped me again and I caved, "I was jealous okay, I didn't want you to fuck her." I cried.

He hit me two more times on each side. My ass was tingling and burning but the tingle had spread to my pussy and it wasn't pain so much now as an exquisite sensation.

"Spread your legs for daddy," he said and I spread them as much as I could with my shorts around my knees. He slapped my pussy and it felt so good I moaned. He slid his finger deep into me. "You're so wet, you're such a naughty little girl."

"Only for you." I panted which was the absolute truth. He stroked his finger deep still holding my wrists. I tried not to move but I couldn't help but push back against him. His hand slid up, using my own cream he painted my ass, pushing his finger against the tight hole. My breath caught and held.

"Have any of your clumsy boyfriends fucked your ass, naughty girl?"

"N-no." I gasped as his finger breached me. That was another truth, I love sex but I mostly stick to the basics.

He moved back down sliding his middle and ring finger deep into my cunt and pushing his thumb back into my ass. He moved perfectly finger fucking both my pussy and ass at the same time. I couldn't help but rock against him until I came hard. He released my wrists and eased me off him onto my knees on the floor.

"You got your cum on my pants." He brushed his hand over the wet spot on the side of his leg. He stood and I lifted on to my knees.

"I can take them off for you." I volunteered, I didn't wait I just reached up and undid the front of his pants and pulled them down. His cock was hard.

"I'm sorry I ruined your date, dad. Maybe I can help you out." His brows quirked.

"How are you going to do that?"

"Don't tell mom," I whispered before I took him in my mouth. I sucked the head of his cock, delighting in the amount of precum that already coated him. I sucked him deep and worked him with my hand.

"How did you get so good at that Jenny. Is this what you do when you sneak your boyfriends in? Or do you let them fuck your tight little pussy?" He grabbed my hair and stopped me from sucking his cock. "Get up." He tugged on my hair and I quickly got to my feet. He pulled me over to the end of the couch and pushed me over the arm.

"Be quiet, don't you dare wake your mother." He shoved his cock deep. I moaned without meaning to and he slapped my already red ass, hard. "I said be quiet." He shuttled his cock into me hard and fast and I had to bury my face in the couch so I didn't make any noise. It felt so good. Just as I was about to come he slowed, I squirmed back against him but he didn't take the hint.

"Please, daddy please, harder," I begged.

"Grown man cock is better than the little boy cock you're used to isn't it."

"Yes, Daddy, your cock is the best. Please don't stop fucking me. Fuck me every day!"

He slapped my ass hard on the other side, "language young lady."

"Sorry, daddy. Please make me cum." He started moving again stroking his huge cock into me hard and fast and shoved his thumb deep into my ass. I screamed when I came and immediately shoved my face down into the couch to muffle the sound. He slammed into me when he found his own release. I could feel his hot cum flood me. I always use condoms so it's a foreign sensation but I like it. After a couple minutes, he pulls out and moves around to sit on the couch.

"Damn Jen, you are... amazing."

I stand up and carefully test my backside for soreness. "I haven't role played before, it's kind of fun. I'm sorry if I scared away your date, though."

"Were you really jealous?"

I felt kind of stupid admitting it, but I nodded anyway. "It's stupid I know, but after you rocked my world last night. I really didn't want you to rock hers tonight."

"I wasn't going to rock her world," he smirked.

"Yeah right, third date you better believe she came here to get her world rocked."

"Why don't you come sit down?" He motioned to the couch beside him but I'm not too sure.

"I don't want to get stuff on your couch." He smiled and put out his hand to me and I took it. He pulled me over onto the couch but after I sat down he pushed me back so I was laying down.

"Spread your legs for Daddy." He said and my stomach fluttered and my knees dropped open. His hands slid under my ass as he leaned down and licked straight up my cunt. His tongue swirled and twisted. He stuck his tongue as far into me as it would go and licked out his own spunk. When he had me all cleaned up he stuck his magic fingers in and sucked my clit making me cum again. Before lifting me up and pulling me into his lap. I'm going to have to order you some toys, something I can remote control. He slid his hand over my bare hip and I knew I would enjoy any toy he wanted to use.

"Well, I have all the stuff. What do you say I make you dinner, and we'll watch your movie?"

"Sounds great, then we can go upstairs and you can rock my world again."

"Perfect," he chuckled.