Night Daddy Ch. 04

"Um... Mom said I wasn't supposed to go to bed too late..."

Calvin chuckle again. "I'm aware. She also told me to make you work for it since you're being such a brat."

"I'm... I'm not a brat..."

"Is that right?" Calvin asked, using his free hand to move Zoey's small thong to the side so that he could finger her aching cunt. 'Could' being the operative word, since he put one finger on her clit and left it there.

"DADDY!" Zoey screamed, uncontrollably bucking her hips since he wasn't moving his fingers. "Daddy, please! Please!"

"There you go..." Calvin purred, moving his face close to Zoey's that all he could see was her panicked face and those beautiful hazel eyes staring into his. "Make yourself cum. Then you can earn my cock."

"But Daddy!"

"I could always move my finger away entirely." Calvin threatened, his grin gaining a menacing aura.

"Oh my God... oh my God... oh my Goooood..." Zoey panted as she played her father's game. She ground her hips against his finger, moaning and gasping as she achingly worked her way to an orgasm.

And as she did so, Calvin just watched her with an amused grin. "That's a good girl. Show Daddy how badly you want that cock. Work for it."

"Yes, Daddy! Yes!" Zoey almost felt herself falling into a trance. She always had a thing for dominant men and truthfully her father probably had a lot to do with that, but this was something different entirely. He was never like this with her. The signs were there, but she'd never actually experienced this.

She felt like a toy. She felt like his toy. And she liked it. She really liked it. Zoey stood by the fact that her father had the sexiest body known to mankind. Even before she knew what he looked like naked. And yet despite all of that delicious body at her disposal, just one finger of it was driving her wild. It made her yearn for him even more.

But she also wanted nothing more than to please him. And as her eyes stayed locked onto his, he was clearly enjoying this. So she kept that eye contact as she worked her way through the first orgasm. And it was a big one. Her body quivered in pleasure. She cried out, her Daddy's name on her lips. She felt the familiar rise and fall that comes with such orgasms. But it wasn't enough. It wasn't nearly enough. Zoey's whimpers increased in volume as her desperation grew.

"You did well, baby..." Calvin purred. He kept his grip on her wrists but moved down to kiss her lips. A kiss that Zoey hungrily accepted. A kiss that ended too quickly.

When Zoey looked up, she saw a smirk that was beginning to fill her with as much horniness as worry. "Daddy..."

Calvin's smirk became a full blown smile. "What? I said make yourself cum and you can earn my cock."

Before Zoey could protest, she was sufficiently distracted by Calvin pulling off his boxers. While her eyes did immediately dart to his exposed dick, she couldn't help but to roam her eyes over all of him. His tanned complexion, which stood in stark contrast with her own pale skin. The way his muscles defined his shape, which all culminated in that large, glorious shaft that pointed skyward like a monument to masculinity itself. Zoey bit her bottom lip. "...what do I have to do, Daddy...?"

Calvin softly laughed and laid in his back with his hands behind his head. "Give me a show. Make yourself cum again. On my cock."

Zoey's smirk then matched her father's. "Can I put it inside me?"

"You can do whatever you want with it."

"Uh huh... and..." Zoey panted, her breath beginning to pick up again. "...and... what if you cum before me...?"

Calvin's eyes narrowed in an amused challenge. "I don't know, Sweetheart. Why don't you tell me what you'd do if your tight little cunt milks me before you're done?"

Zoey broke eye contact and spoke directly to Calvin's cock. "...I'd... I'd make Daddy hard again... and I'd keep going until... until I came all over his cock like he asked."

Calvin didn't need to reply. His smile was all Zoey needed to know that was very much the right answer. Part of her was torn between leaving her thong to the side and just mounting her father as is or making a show of taking it off.

Instead, she chose neither and removed the tiny article of clothing as quickly as possible so she wouldn't have to deal with it getting in the way. It did it's job. Now it was just his cock and her pussy.

Getting a hold on the throbbing shaft, Zoey straddled him and positioned the large phallus against her tight slit before immediately lowering herself onto it.

While it was true, what she wanted most was for her Daddy to thoroughly fuck her, she couldn't help but take this as something of an initiation. While Zoey had never actually seen any extended length of her mother's previous profession, she'd heard plenty. In detail. She had a lot of competition to live up to. Zoey thought of all the times she heard Calvin moaning her mother's name through her door and she used that as motivation.

Calvin groaned loudly as Zoey began to work his shaft. Her motions were slow at first. Deep, deliberate rotations of her hips as her petite body adjusted its large intruder.

"Oh... God, Daddy!" Zoey gasped, momentarily losing herself in the intense fullness her father offered. It took a little while to get used to but eventually she was able to actually focus on what she was doing. She looked over Calvin's body as she rode his cock. Despite what he said, he was thrusting back into her a little bit. He couldn't help himself. And that was only adding to her motivation.

Zoey built up a pace before realizing she could kill two birds with one stone. Her earlier striptease idea resurfaced when she realized she was still wearing her bra. Sitting up to no longer use her arms as leverage, Zoey's hips momentarily took over with a circular rotation as she began to literally dance on his dick.

Calvin's eyes followed her toned body as it rhythmically gyrated for him. Contented moans escaped his lips before his eyes locked onto hers again. "Fuck... That's it baby... Show Daddy how well my little girl can handle that cock..."

Zoey grinned mischievously as she continued her sensual dance, making a show of pulling off that last red article of clothing and playfully tossing it onto her father's face, temporarily blinding him. The hungry look he gave her when he pulled it away sent a shudder through her.

"I am going to fuck you so hard..." Calvin threatened, his eyes playfully narrowing.

"Oh yeah...?" Zoey panted, no longer sensually grinding him anymore but rapidly bouncing up and down on his cock. "You're gonna fuck me hard, Daddy? You're gonna make me scream for you? You're gonna cum over and over inside my tight pussy, filling me up so good while I cum all over your big, fat cock? Is that what you're gonna do, Daddy? You're gonna wreck me? Destroy me? Make me your fucking cockslut?"

"Oh fuck!" Calvin moaned, throwing his head back, as his eyes rolled back. "You're going to make Daddy cum, baby... You're going to make Daddy cum..."

As if Zoey needed any more incentive, her renewed focus only sped up thrusts, vigorously pounding her father's cock into the depths of her hungry cunt. "Yeah, Daddy! Cum! Cum! Cum! I'll clean off your cock so goddamn good! You miss feeling lips around your dick, don't you? I promise I'll get you nice and hard again! And then I'll cum for you! I'll cum all over your dick like a good girl! And then you can fuck my little cunt all you want! It's yours, Daddy! It's all fucking yours!"

"Zoey!" All that dirty talk got its exact desired effect as Calvin trembled and shuddered before involuntarily thrusting back up into his daughter, flooding her pussy with his warm cum. Shot after shot splashing against her cervix.

Zoey's responding orgasm completely caught her off guard. It was almost like his cum flipped a switch in her body and she couldn't hold it back anymore. She fell forward in ecstasy as she let it rip through her. She called out, trying to form the words to tell her father what would have been obvious to the blind and failing miserably.

She was a panting post orgasmic mess by the time she realized that her world was spinning. And when Zoey was reoriented, she was looking up at Calvin flashing her that same hungry look he had the last time they had sex. She didn't even have enough time to register how turned on that look made her before he was balls deep inside of her once more.

Zoey was barely able to catch a breath as her father had clearly stopped holding back. He'd put obstacles in front of what she wanted and she tackled them wonderfully. And now she gets her treat. The difference between Zoey fucking Calvin as hard as she could and the reverse was a wonderful thing to behold. He had never fucked her like this.

Well... he had never fucked her like this. He was fucking her like Night Daddy. With seemingly no regard for anything but plowing the fuck out of her. She had enough wherewithal to look up into Calvin's eyes and was more than happy with the open eyes glaring down at her. This wasn't an involuntary beast that she was lucky enough to be able to handle. This was a beast that he was allowing off the leash specifically to attack.

So she let herself be attacked. She let herself be ravaged. She let herself be fucked. She couldn't have added anything to it if she wanted. This was now Calvin's show and she was just his toy. As Zoey came again and again at the pure onslaught of cock, it was all worth it.

All the waiting. All the emotional anguish. All the plotting. All the teasing. It was all worth it because of this.

Her Daddy.

Her sexy, built like a god of sex, man of a Daddy. She loved him more than she could ever say in words. So she hoped if he ever doubted how badly she wanted this new layer of their relationship that he'd look back to tonight. It was perfection.

Zoey was brought out of her revelry when yet again the force of her father's cum hitting her deepest spots tore another violent orgasm out of her. She squealed and writhed in Calvin's inescapable grip as he finished unloading into her.

And not unlike the aftermath of a storm, it all went from chaos to a sudden calm as they both caught their breath and just enjoyed the closeness. If it wasn't for Lucinda's warning echoing in the background of her head, she could have easily just gone asleep on top of him, her ear against his chest, having his heartbeat send her into a blissful slumber.

But instead she did her part and forced herself to sit up. "Fuck, Daddy..."

"Next time I won't take it so easy on you." Calvin replied with a crooked smile.

"Not a threat..." Zoey groggily shot back.

Calvin shook her softly with his responding chuckle as he ran his fingers through her fiery hair. "We'll see about that tomorrow. You were fucking amazing too, by the way..."

"Good to know I'm my Daddy's daughter." Zoey winked back.

"That you are..." Calvin sighed happily. "Lucy was very clear on you not staying down here. Do you need help?"

"I have no arms and legs." Zoey complained with an exaggerated pout.

Calvin rolled his eyes and sat up to put his boxers back on.

Zoey sighed and got up to get dressed as well. "Daddy, I was just kidding. You can go to sleep. You earned it..."

Calvin smirked and easily lifted Zoey into his arms. "So did you, my beautiful Princess..."

Zoey moaned into the responding kiss as she was carried up to her room. She felt a high that she couldn't describe. Possibly because she was drifting in and out of consciousness in Calvin's arms. Her attention was only diverted when she realized her mother's door was opening.

"Mind helping me with those big, manly muscles as well?" Lucinda purred seductively, leaning against the door.

Calvin turned around allowing Zoey to see her mother actually looking less than perfect, even if the disheveled appearance and torn clothing only made her sexier. But behind her, Zoey could see the issue as a barely dressed Jezebel was kneeling against the bed sprawled out with a goofy grin on her lips.

"Good time?" Calvin asked with a chuckle.

Lucinda giggled and nodded. "That girl's a little beast... I'm impressed."

"You have no idea..." Zoey sleepily added. There was a moment of the four of them catching each other's eye and the true awkwardness of the situation washed over them. The moment was as intense as it was brief and they all laughed it off.

Sleep was needed.

(A/N: Thought this story was dead, didn't ya? Here's a secret! No story I write is ever truly dead. My brain never lets them go, so I will always get back to them eventually. Now, I suppose the easiest way to configure this all would be to first talk to all of you here for this story specifically. That said, you might have noticed I did a lot of setup for Jezebel and Lucinda without showing the actual sex scene. So here's the thing... This story as a whole is designed so that a lot of people could logically hook up with a lot of people, but also it's the incest(bio daughter or not) that drives the story, so I mostly want to focus on Calvin and Zoey, but hey, if there are some people you really want to see bone in the story, I'll at least consider it so feel free to let me know. I might put in the occasional scene if I feel it's relevant to the story, but I don't mind indulging in a little fanservice every now and then. And speaking of fanservice...

This part is for those of you who read all of my stories. One, I greatly appreciate you for that. And two, I'm actually planning to do little "bonus" chapters for most of my stories. This includes, at least currently, Learn Your Place, Corrupted Desire, Overly Familiar, and Yes Sir. When will these come out? In which order? Not sure. But that's the plan.

And finally, this bit... Well... This bit is for anyone still reading at this point. So... I'm fully aware that I'm not famous, nor do I have any real power or influence. I'm just a guy with good smut ideas who happens to be pretty decent at getting those ideas across in a written format. But if I'm allowed to voice this, I would like to say to anyone, as unlikely as I personally find this, who is enough of a fan of my work that they would listen to what I say.

Please be careful out there. If you're not vaccinated, please do so. It's getting to the point where I think almost all of us has lost someone due to this and if you haven't, then... good. All the more reason to be careful. As I write this, I'll be attending a funeral this week for someone who refused to be vaccinated because they didn't trust the vaccine and believed they didn't need it because they were fine after getting Covid last year. I'm not saying this to start some debate about it. I'm saying this because I love my fanbase. I love hearing from you whether you like what I write, are critical of it, or just straight up hate it. I want you guys to be safe. And as cliché as this sounds, if my words matter enough that even one person reads this and considers doing it more than they would have otherwise, I feel it's my responsibility to at least try. Sorry this note isn't quite as jovial as usual for those who are used to my usual post-story ramblings. Hopefully I'll be in a better mood next time.

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