Daddy's Valentine

Daddy's grin faded. "Before or after we did anything?"

"Before," she admitted. "Right before, but definitely before. I sort of knew what I wanted, but I didn't understand it until I touched your knee and then I knew."

"Knew what?"

"That I wanted more than us having sex, I wanted us to make love. That's what we did, isn't it?"

"That's what we did and what we'll do again if you want," Daddy said, reaching across the table and running his hand over her breast. His intimate touch sent shivers through Alexis and she squirmed, already wanting more.

She caught his hand beneath hers, holding it against her tit as she had done earlier that morning. "And I want you to do this to me anytime you feel like doing it," she insisted as if another puzzle piece was magically being added to an already completed puzzle. "I need to know you want me, too, okay?" Daddy nodded. "Promise?" she insisted.

"I promise," Daddy said, but that still didn't feel like enough for Alexis.

"I'm serious," she said, still holding his hand against her breast. Her words gushed from her, cluttered and as surprising to her as they may have been to him. "I don't care if you have other girlfriends as long as you still want me, too. And if you don't have a girlfriend, then I'll be your girlfriend, even if I have a boyfriend, I'll still be your girlfriend, okay?"

"What about when you get married?"

"What he doesn't know won't hurt him, right?" she asked, leaning over and sliding her hand up Daddy's thigh. She couldn't stand having this conversation without touching him more intimately. "Please promise me again you'll take me whenever you want me."

"Nope, can't do that," Daddy said, breaking her heart even though he was smiling as he said it.

"Wha-? Why?"

"I don't think the people at the grocery store would approve," he laughed, mending her wounded heart faster and stronger than he had created it.

As their Valentine's Day advanced, Alexis didn't give Daddy a chance to show his desire for her. With the stupid rules of society well broken between them, Alexis couldn't keep her hands off her father. Subtle teasing was abandoned in favor of throwing herself at him. Knowing he loved her tiny titties prompted her to abandon wearing a top for most of the afternoon and all of the evening. Cuddling with him turned into foreplay when his hands began roaming her body. Making him hard became her new past-time as she wiggled and squirmed in his lap, giggling against his hard-on while fantasizing about having it back inside her pussy.

"Fuck this," Daddy snapped midway into their usual evening of watching TV together. Alexis had been sitting topless on his lap, squirming against his hard cock and eager for more play. He kept hold of her as he stood up and once more carried her to his bed.

Alexis lost track of how many orgasms she had that first night together. Beneath Daddy's skillful cocksmanship, she felt like a quivering bundle of orgasms. He put her on top, beneath him, and even did it with her spooning against him. Again and again he fucked her with unbridled passion and glee until she was begging for his orgasm. "Please, Daddy," she panted, unsure how many more orgasms she could tolerate before he was finished. "Cum inside of me again. I want to feel it."

As if Alexis had flipped a switch, a determined look arose in Daddy's eyes. He nodded and ever so slightly changed his positioning. "I'm going to do it," he told her, riding on top of her. "I'm going to cum inside you. Daddy's going to cum."

"Do it!" she gasped, shivering with another orgasm. "Cum for me, Daddy!"

His contorted face displayed the exquisite pleasures her lithe, petite body had given him and Alexis could not remember a moment when he looked more attractive or more desirable. He gasped for deep lungfuls of air as his cock first throbbed and then exploded deep inside of her. She felt every pulsating throb of his orgasm spewing forth deep inside of her and she loved him for it even more than before.

"Thank you, Daddy," she purred, holding him as he collapsed on top of her.

"I love you, Alexis," he gasped before rolling off of her and laying panting on his back. He drew her closer, holding her with an arm around her shoulders, and they cuddled as lovers until sleep found them both.

Alexis woke with a smile in Daddy's bed. She heard him in the shower. She hated the idea of him going to work and her to school. She wanted to spend another day in his arms. She lingered in his bed until he came out of the master bath naked from head-to-toe. "Good morning, sunshine," he grinned. He pulled on a pair of sleep pants and a t-shirt before heading downstairs to start the coffee. Alexis followed him a few minutes later in a t-shirt and nothing else.

"Last night was incredible," she said, reaching for her coffee cup and flashing him. He watched without being discreet, openly admiring her.

When she sat next to him, Daddy put a hand on her bare knee. "Thank you for being my Valentine," he said, kissing her neck. The best part of her morning was how Daddy left his hand on her thigh even as he went back to his coffee and scanning the news on his tablet. It was such a small, intimate caress that reassured Alexis what happened yesterday might last but a piece of her wanted more. A piece of her still waited for him to make the first move. A hand on her thigh felt nice, but it wasn't the same as him initiating sex with her.

Alexis spent her day still buzzing from yesterday's thrills. At the oddest moments, her mind would fill with the memory of Daddy's intimate kisses, the feel of his hard cock deep inside her, or the feel of his big hands on her tiny frame. When she got home, she couldn't stand it and went straight to her room to masturbate. On a whim, she took a couple more pictures, carefully maintaining her privacy before posting them. Only Daddy would know and that was enough.

Alexis dressed in one of her workout outfits, a cropped tanktap, no bra, and a pair of tight running shorts with panties. While part of her wanted to be naked when Daddy came home from work, a bigger part of her needed to play it more casual. She didn't want to come off as a needy slut. More than anything, she needed Daddy to make the first move.

Daddy came home from work in his usual way. He told her good evening before heading to his room and changing out of his work clothes. Wearing comfortable workout clothes, he started dinner and Alexis joined him in the kitchen, grabbing dishes to set the table. She got as far as reaching into the cupboard when Daddy grabbed her from behind.

When he pressed against her backside, she could feel the lump inside his pants. He wrapped a hand around her, caressing her tiny titties while nuzzling his nose against her neck. "You have no idea how much time I wasted at work thinking about you," he murmured. His breath was hot against her neck.

Alexis pressed backwards against his stiffening prick. "I had to play with myself when I came home from school," she confessed. Was that too much of a come on? She hoped not.

"Did you take pictures?"

"How did you know?"

Daddy chuckled. Of course he had guessed she would take pictures. Daddy knew everything about her, especially now. "I love you," he said, hot and moist against her neck as he pushed her tanktop over her breasts, exposing her tiny titties to his eager fingers. "I want you," he said, grinding against her ass.

"But what about dinner?" Alexis protested, purposely resisting his advance. Would he pull away or keep going? She had to know. "I'm really hungry." She bucked against him, as if trying to nudge him away.

"So am I," Daddy said, spinning her in his arms until she face him. He kissed her deeply, forcing his tongue inside her mouth and Alexis welcomed him. She felt the need of his hard-on sandwiched between them but resisted snaking a hand between them to cup him. Instead, she grabbed at his sexy, narrow ass as they kissed. Daddy pulled away, looking down at her with a whimsical smile. "I don't think you need this," he said, pulled her top over her head before his big hands circled her hips. He lifted her from the floor, setting her on the counter before grabbing the waistband of her shorts and pulling them from her.

"Oh-my-God Daddy, what are you doing?" she giggled, holding an arm across her tits with her other hand protectively covering her pussy.

Daddy blinked hard, studying her face for a moment. "If you tell me to stop, I will," he said.

"Did I say that?" she grinned, caressing the lump inside his shorts with her foot to let him know she was playing.

A big smile appeared on his face, too. He surprised her by hooking his hands beneath her knees, making her fall backwards across the same counter where they drank coffee every morning. He pushed her knees apart and kissed down the inside of her thigh. His five o'clock shadow tickled as he worked closer to her prize. Alexis moved her hand out of the way. "So beautiful," he murmured, pausing for a moment to admire her most secret and private of places before pressing his mouth against her pussy.

Alexis liked oral sex. She liked giving and receiving it. Her other boyfriends liked going down on her and she had enjoyed it when they did. But feeling Daddy between her legs changed her expectations for how good it could feel. Daddy didn't just lick her, he made love to her with his mouth. His knowledge, skill, and experienced showed. She didn't need to wiggle until his tongue was in the right spot like she had to do with her less experienced lovers.

Daddy didn't ignore the rest of her body. One hand found her breasts, gently tweaking her nipples as his tongue swirled around her clit, building her climax faster than she imagined was possible. Looking between her legs, she saw his familiar face pressed against her. She saw his kind eyes looking up at her and thrilled at seeing him there. She gasped and came while feeling the counter still hard and cool against her back.

Daddy didn't stop like other lovers would do. Other lovers would bring her to a climax and pull away, satisfied with their accomplishment. However, Daddy kept going. He shoved a two fat fingers inside her pussy and licked around them, sending her to new heights. His other hand gently tugged on her stiff, aching nipples and she marvelled as another, bigger orgasm grew inside of her. She cried out in pleasure, gasping to catch her breath as Daddy kept going.

"Too much," she panted, sure she would explode if he gave her another orgasm.

Daddy's fingers filled her, pressing upwards against the inside of her pussy as he ate her. He teased her clit, bringing her back to the brink of her next orgasm without allowing her to cross over into pleasure. She saw the delighted look in his eyes and knew without being told that he was toying with her. "Tell me when," he said, briefly pulling away from her pussy for his words. His chin and cheeks looked wet and slick. His tongue stabbed at her clitoris, keeping her riding the edge of her orgasm without pushing her into it. How long could she last?

"Do it, Daddy," Alexis decided, unwilling to suffer any longer. "Make me cum, Daddy!"

He poked at her clit a few more times while deeply fingering her pussy. Nothing had changed.

"Please, Daddy!" Alexis pleaded, gasping with desire. The countertop still felt hard beneath her back, but it no longer felt cool. Her sweat had made the countertop slippery. If she squirmed, she remained in place, stuck beneath his tease.

"Tell me you love me," he insisted as his hand left her tits, leaving her nipples aching for attention and feeling abandoned. His entire body wiggled and squirmed as he ate her.

"I do," she groaned, frustrated that he could bring her so close to an orgasm without giving it to her. "I love you. I love you. I love you!"

"Tell me you want me," he said, putting his tongue back on her clit while pulling his fingers from her aching, needful pussy.

"Please," she begged, ready to cry.

Daddy pulled away from her pussy, his face wet and slick. He pulled on her, dragging her towards him. As she slipped and moved, his hands guided her, grabbing her waist as he dragged her to him. Alexis didn't understand what he was doing but she moved with him. Her legs were on either side of his body as he lifted her, guiding, and finally sliding her down and around his waiting hard cock. Somehow, he had wiggled out of his workout shorts.

"I love you," he said as she slid on top of him and Alexis came as his the bulbous head of his fat cock split and filled her pussy.

"I love you, too, Daddy!" she cried, wrapping her arms around his neck and peppering his face with kisses while bouncing up and down his hard cock. "I love you so much!"

Behind them, a timer beeped. Still holding her in his arms, Daddy slipped to the oven and pressed the off button. "This would be easier if I can put you down," he grinned, easing her off of him. His hard, swollen cock throbbed wet from its abbreviated trip deep inside her pussy. Daddy washed his hands, put on a pair of oven mitts, and pulled dinner from the oven. The aroma of dinner filled the kitchen. He placed it on top of the stove, took off his oven mitts, and turned his attention back to her.

Spinning her around, he leaned her over the counter where they drank their coffee. The counter was damp and slick from her back. Daddy grabbed her hips, pulling her bubble butt backwards and filled her pussy again. Alexis laid across the countertop, squishing her tits against the wet spot she had created, and groaning with pleasure as Daddy quickly found his release.

He held her for a few moments, pressed deeply inside of her as he kissed her back before helping her stand up again. There a couple more kisses before she dashed off to bathroom to clean-up. She returned to a table set for dinner and Daddy still bottomless. As they ate dinner, Alexis couldn't stop smiling because she knew Daddy loved and wanted her. It was her best Valentine ever.

Thank you for reading my story. I hope I entertained and delighted you at least a little bit. This is my 2015 Literotica Valentines Day contest entry. I would appreciate your vote and a comment if you'd like.