Daddy Woke Me with a Treat

Daddy woke me up this morning with a special treat.

This was my first summer back from college, and even though I had been out of the house for months, my room was just like I had left it last fall. My posters still adorned the walls, my trophies and awards remained on my window sill, and my collection of stuffed animals covered the thick, fluffy pillows on my bed. I smiled as I looked around my room, with happy high school memories flooding back. It felt great to be home.

I cleared off the bed, climbed in, and fell asleep almost immediately, savoring the feeling of the silky sheets against my bare skin. Every student misses things from home; be it the family and friends, the home cooking, or the simple feeling of safety. I missed my sheets.

The next morning, Daddy crept into my room, just before the sun came up, and slowly pulled the covers off me. He knew I hadn't worn anything to bed the night before, because he had tucked me in and kissed me goodnight just as I was drifting off.

He looked over my body, still asleep, naked, and inviting, and decided the best way to wake me was to return the favor I had done for him the week before. After mother had gone to bed on my first night home, I crept down the hall and found daddy in his office. He was working on his computer so I sat on his lap, told how much I had missed him, and whispered in his ear, asking if he wanted some of the "special kisses" he had taught me about. He did.

This morning, he carefully spread my legs and quietly got into my bed, positioning himself between my legs. Gently, he kissed my inner thighs, and gradually worked his way closer until he was kissing my beckoning pussy. As he gently kissed and licked me down there, I slowly woke up, but for a while thought I might be dreaming, as the feelings I had were incredibly enjoyable. As he licked and sucked on me, he watched for signs of my stirring, and as my eyes slowly opened, he no longer took care to go slow or be subtle. Slivers of early morning sunlight filtered through my blinds, illuminating his head as he ran his tongue back and forth over me, making me wet. I gasped and saw him between my legs and started to speak, but he reached up and put two fingers on my lips as if to say, "Shh!"

I let my head fall slowly back down onto my feather pillow and bathed in the wonderful feelings he was giving me. Up and down, slowly, taking time to tease my swollen clit at the top, he worked me towards a peak. His pace increased, and so did the pressure of his tongue, and soon it was all I could do to not arch my back into his face, or cry out so loud that my mother would hear. That would be disaster for both of us, as these special times were our secret, so I bit my lip to help muffle the urge to scream in ecstasy.

Daddy continued to work his magic, now sliding two of his thick, long fingers rapidly in and out of my pink little pussy while sucking on my throbbing clit. I began to move my hips in rhythm with daddy's special kisses and when he knew I was close, he reached up and handed me my pillow. I knew what he wanted me to do, and I bit down into it to muffle my moans.

The waves of pleasure washed over me as I pushed myself harder and faster into his face, feeling his stubble against my shaved lips, wanting him as much as I possibly could. I reached down and pulled on his neck, forcing him into me further. My legs twitched involuntarily. He gave me a powerful finish, burying his tongue in my soaking pussy, and I bit into my pillow so hard that my teeth nearly tore the pillow case.

Slowing, recovering, panting for breath, I watched my Daddy slowly stand, and then he came to my bedside, where he leaned down and kissed me on the lips. I loved tasting myself on him after such a special wake up treat.

"Good Morning, Little Miss," he whispered. "Have a beautiful day. It's so good to have you home." Then he quietly left my room, slowly pulled my door closed, and joined my mother in the kitchen to help with breakfast.