Daddy's Angel Ch. 01

Hank looked at Angel with understanding eyes and led her to the bed. They sat next to each other and Hank began to kiss Angel tenderly, gently caressing her cheek. Hank moved his hand gently tracing his finger down Angel's neck. Angel moaned into his mouth while moving her own hands to his shirt and began unbuttoning it. He traced the veins of her neck with his fingers down to her deltoids and began massaging her large shoulders. Breaking the kiss, Hank said "I love your muscles."

"I love it when you touch them," Angel replied. "Please don't stop," she implored.

His shirt unbuttoned, Angel pulled it off of him. He playfully pushed her down onto the bed. Angel smirked, knowing that he would never be able to push her anywhere that she didn't want to go. But this time, she followed his lead and landed on her back. Hank slid down the bed to be at her feet. He began simply massaging her feet, kissing as he went. Angel mewed in pleasure at the delightful contact. Slowly, deliberately, Hank moved his hands to her calves, massaging and kissing as he went.

"Oh, Daddy!" said Angel, "that feels really good!"

"Like you said, Baby, we're just getting started."

With that, Hank moved up to her thighs, groping her strong, muscular quads. He ran his fingers along the defined separation of the muscles there, before kissing each in turn. Then, with a languid pace, Hank kissed his way down to Angel's inner thigh and began to give her powerful thighs little licks. Angel gasped and spread her legs wider, hoping her Daddy would continue up her body. He did, but deliberately skipped over her cleft as he kissed and felt his way up to her lower abdominals.

"I love your abs," Hank said in between kisses. Angel smiled and flexed her core, almost giggling at his light, worshipful groping.

"Daddy! You've got me so wet that I might lose my mind if you don't shove that thick cock in me soon!"

"Shh," Hank softly said. "This is me making love to you. We shouldn't rush it. Do you enjoy being worshiped like this?" Hank asked.

"No man has ever done what you're doing to me," she moaned.

"That tells me you've only ever been with idiots. You are a goddess and deserve to be treated as such."

Hank then continued his journey up her core and to the lower part of her pectorals, massaging and then kissing his way carefully around her nipples without touching them.

"Please Daddy! Please!" Angel implored. "I can't take this anymore!"

Acknowledging her frustration, Hank pinched her left nipple while taking the right one in his mouth and gently bit down on it while flicking it with his tongue.

"Oh God! Daddy!" Angel exclaimed as she orgasmed for the first time that night.

As Angel caught her breath, Hank moved his massaging up toward her thick shoulders and traps.

Coming down from her orgasm, Angel said, "you are such a tease, Daddy."

"Are you enjoying it? I can stop if you want me to."

"DON'T YOU DARE!" she playfully shrieked. "We're on this ride together. Just wait until it's my turn."

Hank made his way to her right arm. "Flex your bicep for me."

She did, showing off her 15.5" around arms. He stared in awe for a brief moment before he attacked her bicep with licks and kisses, tracing the blue vein that ran the length of its peak.

"You really like my muscles, huh?" she asked with a delighted little smirk.

"You have no idea. I've never been this hard in my life," Hank responded.

Angel reached down with her left hand and found his cock. Gripping it firmly in her powerful hand, she began to stroke him.

"There's a better place for this thick horse-cock than my hand," she said.

"Are you trying to rush this? We have all night," he said, playfully batting away her hand.

Hank moved back down toward her cleft. Sensing where this was going, Angel started lightly protesting. Her steroid use had enlarged her clitoris. A previous fling had been repulsed by it, and told her so. She had become a bit embarrassed by its size.

"Daddy, my clit. It's..."

"It's beautiful," said Hank. "Big and powerful. Beautiful just like the rest of you."

With that, Hank began to gently massaging her clit.

"Hnnnng!" was the only thing Angel was able to gurgle as another orgasm quickly approached.

Hank brought his mouth to her pinky-sized clitoris and gently licked and sucked at it. Angel's pleasure skyrocketed and she moaned with the intensity of her cumming.

She grabbed her own legs and used her strong arms to keep them from surrounding Hank's head, knowing that she might lose control and accidentally hurt him. Hank continued his oral assault for several minutes and brought a finger to her opening, sliding it into her exceptionally well lubricated pussy. Working his finger in and out of her tight hole he continued licking and sicking on her clit, prolonging her orgasm for minutes as she screamed incoherently.

Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. Grabbing his hair, and pulling his head up, she said breathily, "Too much!" and panted heavily, attempting to catch her breath.

Hank moved up the bed to be next to her. Angel wrapped her arms around his head and brought him in for an intense kiss. "That was amazing!" she said. Then Angel started giggling.

"What's so funny?" asked Hank.

"You taste like pussy," she said, her giggling continued.

"I taste like YOUR pussy," Hank replied.

"Oh, I'm not complaining at all! In fact, I wouldn't mind tasting some other pussy on your mouth, if you wanted," she said.

"Wait. Are you saying..." Hank started, before she jumped in.

"My Daddy should have as much pussy as he can handle. I might even share some of the pussy I get with you, Daddy!" Angel replied.

"I know we didn't talk about this, but I had assumed that you were after a monogamous relationship."

"Daddy, I don't do monogamous. I hope you understand, but I'm basically horny all the time. I need a lot of sex just to stay sane. I love you, and you're amazing, but I will need more than any one man could give me."

Hank immediately looked crest-fallen.

Sensing that his mood had shifted, Angel quickly continued. "But let me make you a promise. You are the only man who will ever be with me. As long as you are my Daddy, yours is the only cock that gets to be in me. But I will fool around with girls. And I'll want you to fool around with us, too."

As understanding dawned on Hank, he said "And here I thought I was rock hard before!"

"Good!" she replied. "Let me feel that thick monster inside me, please Daddy?"

Hank wasted no time and got on top of Angel. She fingered her own pussy, wetting her hand with her copious juices, and then grabbed his shaft, coating it in her nectar.

"Tell me if it hurts, and I'll stop," Hank said as he lined up to her opening.

"I've got a really strong core, Daddy. And I can squeeze hard. You can also tell me if it hurts," Angel replied, smiling as if daring him.

He began slowly entering her. Angel gasped, "Fuck, Daddy! You're so thick!" She grabbed the sheets on either side of her and squeezed hard.

"And you're so tight!" Hank replied. "Let me know if you need me to stop."

"Just... go slow," she responded.

Hank did just that. Slowly, deliberately he entered her. Inch by agonizing inch. They both entered a kind of heaven. When he bottomed out into her Hank brought his hands to her face and looked her in the eyes. "You took all of me," he said.

Wide-eyed, she looked at him with amazement, brought her hands up to his head and forcefully guided him into a kiss. Hank began to slowly work his way in and out as they necked. Hank felt like his penis was being gripped by an iron fist in a velvet glove. He knew he wasn't going to last long, so he worked his hand down between them, finding her clitoris. He fingered her as he sawed in and out of Angel more rapidly. With the added stimulation, Angel's eyes shot open. Her orgasm hit her like a freight train. Her eyes moved back into her head as her vaginal muscles clamped down on the massive, pleasurable intruder. That was all it took for Hank to lose it. He grunted loudly and shot his load inside her. They stayed like that for the better part of two minutes. Finally, exhausted, Hank's wilting member slid out of its divine sheath and he fell to the bed beside his muscular lover.

Hank looked over at Angel and saw her almost glowing with a tremendous smile. Her eyes were closed as she savored the moment.

Stroking her cheek gently, he asked, "So how was your first time making love with a man?"

Angel laughed, "I have the best Daddy ever!" and kissed him.

They both lay there, embracing and petting each other. Finally, after about half an hour Angel asked, "Am I the first muscle girl that you've ever been with, Daddy?"

Blushing, Hank said, "Yes. Was I ok?" Hank began feeling her arm. Bicep, tricep. Even unflexed, her meaty arm was firm.

"OH MY GAWD! Daddy, you are the most amazing! I was just wondering..." she began, as she brought her hand down and started stroking his member, "would you like me to show you how I usually fuck guys?"

Hank got to full hardness immediately. "Yes! I mean, if you want to."

She continued stroking him but put a mock-serious expression on her face. "Ok, Daddy. But we're going to need a safe word. I'm pretty strong and sometimes I don't realize how much force I'm using. I also get off on being stronger than men. It turns me on knowing that the man is weaker than me, that they can't stop me. Say the safe word, and I'll stop. If you don't say the safe word, I will keep on going. It needs to be something that you wouldn't normally say during sex. Something that would be immediately recognizable as an out-of-context word."

"How about 'pineapple'," suggested Hank.

"Perfect!"

Immediately, Angel flipped them over with ease so that she was on top. Smiling down at him she began flexing her thighs around him. Hank was astounded at the strength being applied to his midsection from her powerful legs. His hardon poked at her glutes with a vengeance.

"You like this, don't you, Daddy?" Angel asked in a gleeful tone. "You like that I'm stronger than you."

"I do. You're so much stronger than me," he answered.

Angel flexed her abs and continued to squeeze with her thighs. "You realize that you're helpless now, right? There's nothing that you can do to get away if I don't allow it."

"Why would I want to get away from a goddess? I want you to be stronger than me. I want to worship you." Hank replied.

"FUCK! Daddy! You say the sweetest things! It's not enough, though, is it?" Angel asked.

"Only you can tell me when it's enough," said Hank. "Tell me what you want and I will help you make it happen."

Angel guided his cock into her dripping cunt and slammed home. She let out a feral grunt as her entire upper body flexed with the effort.

Raising her arms into a double bicep flex, Angel said, "I want to be bigger and stronger!"

She rode his cock up and down. Hank was captivated by her force, reached out and grabbed her biceps as she flexed. "How big do you want to get, Baby?"

Angel leaned forward and brought her right arm in front of Hank's face. "I want my biceps to be bigger than your fucking head!" she exclaimed. He groped the flexed arm in front of him and said "Yes, beautiful Angel, and how strong do you want to get?"

Angel had never been as turned on as she was in that moment. She knew, with absolute certainty, that all of her fantasies were becoming reality. Daddy's thick cock was stretching her out to capacity, and Daddy was her very own genie right now. And he was in a wish-granting mood. With another tremendous orgasm fast approaching, Angel said "I want to be able to bench press a FUCKING TANK!"

Slamming down on Hank's dick, Angel screamed in orgasm. Hank unleashed another load into her and muttered under his breath, "Yes, beautiful Angel." And they both slipped off into a deep slumber.