Anna's Shorts: The bimbo pill

My sauce wasn't far off from tasting as good as dads sauce had the other day, and I felt really proud as we ate together. Dad told me about his day, and even though I didn't understand half of the technical jargon, it was nice to just sit and talk to him.

Just as we were finishing dinner, dads phone beeped, and he sighed deeply as he read the message.

"Listen, princess," he said with a sad face. "There's an emergency at work, so I have to get going again," he added. I didn't understand what kind of emergency his job could mean, but I understood the implication. Our movie night would have to wait.

"I understand dad. You have an important job, and we can always watch a movie tomorrow instead," I said softly. "I'll take care of the dishes, and you go save the world," I added, giggling as I got up from the table. I had always looked up to my dad, and in a way, he'd always seemed like a superhero to me. Dad gave me a sad smile, as he stood up as well.

"I'll make it up to you, my princess," he said and walked up to me. Then he kissed me on the lips, before leaving. The kiss was quick, but I couldn't remember him kissing me on the lips before. Even after hearing dad start the engine of his car and drive off, I stood there, and the memory of the kiss made my pussy tingle. I frowned, realizing that I was wishing it had lasted longer.

I cleared the dishes, but the tingling sensation didn't wear off, so I realized what I had to do. I untied the apron, walked up to my room. For some reason, I decided to watch porn tonight, knowing that it'd help me cum faster. A smile spread on my face, as I googled 'huge tits fucking', thinking that it might help if I watched porn where the actress looked similar to me. It didn't take long before I found a clip named 'bimbo slut fucked by daddy'.

I pulled down my pyjama pants, and started the clip. The tingling sensation in my pussy increased as I watched a young girl with positively enormous breasts being fucked doggy-style. I slowly pushed my index finger inside my already soaking wet pussy. When I got a look at the male actor, I couldn't suppress a loud moan as I realized how much he reminded me of dad.

"Oh, fuck... Yes, daddy... fuck your bimbo daughter," the girl in the clip moaned, and I found myself moaning in tandem with her. God, how I wished I was her. I inserted another finger, fingering myself faster and faster, as the idea of being a bimbo fuck-doll made me more and more turned on.

Within minutes, my whole body shivered in arousal, and I was so horny that my vision became blurry. I could barely make out what was happening in the clip I was watching, but I saw the male actor pull out his throbbing cock. Then he held it in front of the girls face, and yelled in pleasure as he plastered her face with cum. Seeing her blissful face covered in cum sent me over the edge, and I don't quite remember, but I may have screamed incoherently as the orgasm washed over me. Wave after wave of unbridled pleasure came over me, as I lost myself in the sweet sensation.

I don't remember if I even managed to pull my pyjama pants back on, before falling asleep. The force of my orgasm had been so overwhelming that I was too exhausted to remain awake any longer.

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Thursday

I woke up the next day, and since I had been so exhausted yesterday, I had forgotten to set my alarm clock. I looked at the time, seeing it was almost 11 am already.

I put on a pair of panties and yoga pants, but as I tried to put on a t-shirt, I realized my breasts must have had another growth spurt yesterday, as none of my t-shirts fit me anymore. They were so ludicrously tight across the chest, that I decided to not even bother. The bra I had bought two days earlier barely managed to contain my breasts. I needed the support though, so if it looked silly squeezing my huge breasts into a bra too small for them, then I guess I'd be looking silly. I made a mental note to go shopping again later that day, and walked downstairs.

Dad had left me a note in the kitchen, telling me how sorry he was for ditching me last night, and that he'd buy us pizzas for our movie night. I couldn't help but smile at how sweet he was. Dad being at work made me again reminded me that there was somewhere I was supposed to go. I guessed it had to be that I had already decided to go shopping for new clothes, and since I had decided to go to the mall later, I pushed the thought from my mind.

Instead I lay down on the couch in the living room, and browsed through some of our streaming services. Eventually I settled on a series revolving around a young girl who was a vampire hunter of some sort. I couldn't really follow the plot, but it was pretty fun to watch. In fact, it was so much fun that I lost track of time, and before I knew it the front door opened.

"I'm home, princess," dad called out. "I brought pizzas," he added, which reminded me that I hadn't eaten anything since last night. My stomach growled at the reminder, and I smiled as dad brought in the pizza boxes to the living room.

In fact, I was so hungry, that I almost managed to eat a whole pizza by myself, and dad chuckled as he watched me devour my food with ravenous hunger. Halfway through the meal, dad remembered we were supposed to watch a movie, and I gave him the remote as I kept eating.

I don't quite remember what movie we watched, but about halfway through the movie, we had both finished eating, and I carried the boxes to the kitchen. Just as I was about to return to the living room, I spotted a bottle of pills on the kitchen counter. Oh, that's right. I hadn't taken my vitamins since yesterday, so I swallowed two pills, before returning to the living room.

Dad sat on one end of the couch, and I sat down in the middle. I was pretty tired from the meal, so I lay down, resting my head in dad's lap once more. I closed my eyes, feeling full and happy, smiling as I felt dad caressing my hair.

Before long, dad moved his hand from caressing my hair, to stroking my arm. His touch felt so soft and gentle, that I let out a low moaning sound. Something about his touch reminded me of the clip I had watched last night, and I felt a tingling sensation spreading through my body. The tingling sensation only increased as I felt his hand slowly make its way to my neck, and then slowly inched its way towards my breast.

Again, I found myself laying completely still, savoring daddy's soft caress as his fingers reached my already stiff nipple, barely covered by my bra. Dad gently massaged my breast for what felt like several minutes, and eventually I couldn't stop myself from moaning again. The tingling sensation was fast becoming an aching need. I needed more. The image of the bimbo in the clip I had watched last night, and the look of unbridled pleasure in her eyes, entered my mind unbidden, and I knew that I longed to feel what she had felt. I longed to feel my daddy inside me. For some reason I had felt like the girl I had seen and I were very similar. The man in the clip had called her a bimbo. Did that mean that I was a bimbo as well?

"D-daddy?" I whimpered, and I could feel his hand stop caressing me as I spoke. Thankfully he didn't pull away his hand, and merely grunted. "D-do you like bimbos?" I asked, realizing I needed to know if what I had seen in the clip was something men like daddy enjoyed.

"Why do you ask, princess? Do you feel like a bimbo?" dad asked, his voice thick. Then he pulled down my bra to expose my breasts fully. I swallowed hard, and a part of me knew that we were about to cross a line. Once more I couldn't quite realize what that line was, and why I hesitated.

"I think I do," I said, and I was about to elaborate, when I suddenly felt dad's fingers pinch my stiff nipple. I let out a whimper, his touch fueling my arousal. I couldn't help myself any longer, and I grabbed his hand and pulled it to my mouth. It felt like the right thing to do as I wrapped my lips around his index finger, and began to suck on it.

"There's my good girl," dad said softly. "Daddy wants his princess to be a good bimbo for him," he added encouraging me by moving his finger back and forth between my lips. By now I was so horny that I couldn't think straight. All I could think was that I wanted to make dad feel good, and the mental image of the girl from the clip was firmly stuck in my mind, how her face showed utter and complete bliss as her daddy fucking her.

"Get down on the floor, my princess," I heard dad say, and even though I didn't quite understand why, I did as he asked without hesitation. Dad spread his legs and I got down on my knees between his legs. I looked up at him with a quizzical look, but as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock it all became clear to me. I WAS a bimbo. No, wait... I was his bimbo. Bimbos lived to serve their dads right?

I quickly helped dad pull down his pants and boxers, and looked at his cock in admiration. It looked so beautiful, and I wrapped my fingers around the bottom of the shaft and began to shower it with kisses.

"Mmmmm... you're daddy's bimbo now, my precious," dad said, smiling down at me as he stroked my cheek. When our eyes met, I knew he was right. He had always been right. That's when it hit me. Dad had been going off to work every day, and I knew I had forgotten something, and that something had been my job. I had been negligent in my own job, to make daddy happy. I hadn't even sucked daddy's beautiful cock since... when was the last time? I couldn't remember, but I knew I had to make it up to him, so I wrapped my lips around the head and began to stroke the hardening shaft.

I heard dad moan, so clearly I was doing a good job. Good wasn't enough though, so I took a deep breath, and pushed my head down, letting his wonderful cock fill my mouth completely.

"holy shit. Oh fuck," dad moaned, and the pleasure I heard in his voice encouraged me to take it up a notch. I felt the tip poking the back of my neck, but I knew I couldn't stop there, so I forced my head down further, feeling his cock force itself down my esophagus. I knew I wouldn't be able to last long, and that I'd need to pull back to breathe. The way daddy moaned in pleasure made me disregard my own need to breathe, so I started to bob my head up and down, impaling myself on his lovely cock.

At first, I moved my head slowly. Dad's shaft was so hard that I needed to let my throat adjust to its thickness, and as I took more and more of his cock down my throat, it felt like it swelled and became larger and larger.

Deepthroating dad's cock brought back the tingling sensation in my pussy, and the feeling reminded me of what I had felt when I watched the bimbo-clip last night. The tingling sensation quickly grew, and I brought down my free hand inside my pyjama pants. I could feel the wetness in my pussy increasing, and I tried to moan as I pushed my index finger between my pussy lips. All I managed to produce though was a gurgling sound, my moans muted by dad's lovely cock filling me beyond what I thought was possible.

Glug, glug, glug..

I moved my head faster and faster up and down dad's cock, and I closed my eyes, trying to concentrate on not gagging. Fuck, this was better than anything I had ever felt before, and I pushed another finger inside me. A part of my brain was telling me that I was getting light headed from lack of breathing, but my whole body was tingling with arousal, and I couldn't bring myself to stop what I was doing, even for a second.

GLUG GLUG GLUG...

I didn't need to look up at dad's face. His moans were getting louder and louder, and I knew I was doing good. Knowing that my dad was enjoying my blow-job fueled my arousal further, and I wanted to scream in pleasure.

Suddenly I felt two strong hands grab my head and pull me up, dad's cock abruptly being pulled away from my throat and then my mouth. I coughed at the same time as drawing in a few deep breaths of much needed air into my poor lungs. The relief of being able to breathe again was quickly replaced by a sadness from not sucking dad's cock, and I looked up at dad's face to see if he was disappointed in me for some reason. Why else would he stop me from sucking his cock?

His cock stood hard and proud, looking straight up. It looked positively throobbing, and it took an effort of will to tear my eyes from the lovely thing. I looked deep into dad's eyes, but there was no disappointment there. All I could see was a burning desire.

"Did I do good, daddy?" I asked, just to make sure I wasn't reading him wrong, and dad merely chuckled and nodded.

"You did good, but don't forget to breathe, princess," dad said, his voice thick with lust. I nodded, smiling wide at how considerate he was. Again, he was right, I had let my arousal make me forget to breathe. Silly goose.

I opened my mouth, and prepared to take dad's cock back into my mouth, but this time dad stopped me, and I looked up at him confused.

"Daddy wants to fuck another of his bimbo daughter's holes now, princess," he said with a huge grin. "Take off those pants of yours," he added, and I beamed with pride as I quickly stood up and pulled down my pyjama pants. Dad was so happy with me that he wanted to fuck me.

I felt like the best bimbo daughter in the world as dad patted the couch beside him. I quickly got up on the couch, standing on my knees and I bent over, my hands on the cushions at the end of the couch.

"Fuck me daddy. Fuck your bimbo hard," I said, grinning wide as I turned my head to look back at him. Dad smiled back at me, and then looked down at my butt. I felt his cock poking against my pussy lips, and gasped as he pushed his hips forward, forcing the tip inside me. For a moment, it felt like dad's cock was going to tear me apart from within. I had never felt so full before, but thankfully dad took it slow, and paused, letting my tight pussy adjust to the size of his shaft. Then he began to push it further in, and again I let out a loud gasp.

"Mmmm... daddy loves your pussy, princess," dad said and grunted in pleasure. Hearing how much he enjoyed fucking me added to the intense feeling, and soon the pain of having such a large cock inside me subsided, instead being replaced by pleasure I hadn't known before. Dad kept on pushing forward, and even the intense orgasm I had experienced last night faded by comparison.

"Fuck me daddy. Fuck your bimbo," I whimpered, my voice rising several octaves, as I began to push back against him, eager to feel more of my dad's wonderful cock. Dad grabbed my hips to hold me steady, and grunted as he began to saw back and forth. Our combined moans filled the room, as daddy took what was rightfully his. I almost wept in joy, finally having found my place in life. I was dad's bimbo fuck-toy, and nothing could please me more.

His thrusts became faster and faster, and I could feel his lovely cock swell inside me. My whole body shivered in arousal, and my vision started to become blurry. I closed my eyes knowing what was about to happen.

"I'M GONNA FUCKING CUM ON YOUR COCK DADDY," I screamed, unable to contain myself. I recognized the signs of an earth shattering orgasm, as the spasms in my body grew more and more intense.

"Go ahead, princess. Cum on daddy's cock as I fucking breed you," dad grunted out loud. For a split second I became confused, wondering what he meant by 'breeding' me. Seconds later all such concerns were forgotten as the orgasm overtook me. It struck with the force of a lightning bolt, and I wailed in rampant passion. Stars danced in front of my eyes, and I lost track of space and time, as every muscle in my body spasmed.

My pussy clenched down hard on dad's cock as the orgasm peaked. I felt the muscles in my arms and legs giving out, and only managed to remain on my knees thanks to dad's strong grip on my hips. The sensation was so mind-blowing that I barely registered how dad thrust his shaft all the way inside me and roared as he plastered my pussy with spurt after spurt of his cum. Dad was still cumming inside me as I slowly came back to my senses, and every rope of cum hit felt like a hammerblow of pure lust, prolonging the pleasure, and I for a moment it felt like my body would never stop shaking.

Dad's grip on my hips eventually relented, and I fell down flat on my stomach in blissful exhaustion. My chest heaved from the intense experience, and I, just barely, managed to turn around to lay on my back. Dad gently lay himself on top of me. As our eyes met I could see a look of love and lust I couldn't remember seeing in his eyes before.

I wanted to thank him for giving me the most powerful orgasm for as long as I could remember, but I couldn't find the words. The look in his told me that he didn't feel that I had been negligent in my duties as his bimbo slut, which only added to the tenderness of the moment.

I wasn't sure what I should say, and I think dad felt the same way, so we just lay there for a moment, savoring the closeness. I'm not sure how much time passed before dad eventually spoke.

"I think we've made a terrible mistake," dad said, the smile never leaving his face. Oh no, had I done something wrong? Had he meant to fuck my butthole instead? Dad chuckled as he saw the worried look on my face, and stroked my cheek lovingly.

"I don't think it's right for daddy's little bimbo slut to sleep in her own bed. After all, it's only proper for her to sleep in the same bed as her daddy," he said softly. I couldn't help but giggle. It seemed dad was right all the time. How could I ever manage without someone like daddy in my life.

"You're right, of course daddy," I said, grinning wide at the idea of falling asleep next to the best dad in the world. "You go on ahead. I just need to go to the bathroom, and I'll join you," I added, smiling as I stroked the stubble on his cheek.

Dad grunted with the effort of getting up from the couch, and I looked on in admiration at his naked body as he left the living room.

Oh, yeah. I needed to use the bathroom. And had I taken my vitamins for today?

The end?