Once Upon a Christmas with Daddy

Raising up, she dropped down again, forcing me further in. Her head rolled back as she groaned, followed by another controlled exhale, as though she was trying to get through sensations bordering on too intense to handle.

I can't remember ever being squeezed like that. I was still not all the way inside her, but it felt as though every inch of me was gripped, compressed, massaged inside of her. Not just in a limited area, like lips or a tongue or even an ass can squeeze. This was up and down almost my entire length, from the tip first separating her innermost walls, over the entire circumference of my sensitive ridge pressing her wide, and down the shaft like a magical eight fingered hand.

I reached up to touch her again. The beautiful young stranger riding my cock arched downward to press her breasts into my hands. Her hand left its final token grip on the root of my cock.

She brought both hands down to support her above me and lowered a nipple to my mouth. Or tried.

I moved between her perfect mounds instead. I could feel her soft firm flesh to either side of my face as I sniffed her, nuzzled her. Lightly kissed her.

First in the center, over her sternum. Then tracing to the left, I followed the plane of her skin as it curved outward from her torso. I could taste her sweat, and a trace of my cum she had rubbed in there.

She sighed. She moaned. She fucked her tight little pussy down on my cock. But the last inch or so refused to fit inside her. Neither one of us seemed to mind.

As badly as I wanted to attack those incredibly cute little nipples, I held back. There was so much to explore. My arms were around her, holding my face tight against her.

As she pushed down on me again, I scraped my teeth against that wonderful curve between breast and chest. My bite held open and teeth pressing into her, I flicked the compressed flesh between with my tongue. Instead of rising back up, she groaned, and ground her hips in circles on me. My cock rubbed both of us in new places in new ways deep inside her.

She pushed herself back, tearing my face from its worship of her full young cleavage. She shifted so she could lay down on me, her chest pressed to mine, her face again buried by my neck and ear.

She continued to fuck me, keeping me deep and moving in and out with only the slightest of withdrawals. Her lips began to kiss at my neck, just below my ear.

"Just." Kiss.

"This." Kiss.

"Once." Kiss.

"I'm going to tell you a secret." Kiss. Nuzzle. Kiss.

"You're not," Kiss. Soft moan. "fucking a stranger."

Kiss. "You're fucking your hot sexy daughter."

I groaned then. A nibble on my ear.

Her voice sounded more strained, less controlled.

"Just." Kiss.

"This." Nibble.

"Once." Kiss.

"My daddy's using his fat cock," the strain was more evident. Kiss. "to stretch open..."

Kiss. "Oh god!"

Kiss. Kiss. "To stretch open his daughter's..."

Her teeth bit my lobe and held it as her belly pressed hard down into me. I felt her body tighten in my arms.

"His daughter's..." A frantic whining kiss.

"tight...fucking...cuhhh!"

Her back arched as my cock was squeezed in a death grip, as though her body was trying to suck it in and squirt it out at the same time. Christi screamed, only partly muffled against my neck.

I could feel her breath, loud and wet in my ear as she struggled for oxygen through her nostrils and then gasping in air through her mouth. The gasp became another tortured cry against me as she continued to spasm and contract along my shaft, twisting and struggling in my arms.

I had moved one hand down around her waist and onto her ass and the other up as I held her to me. I gripped her neck and pushed her down to meet might my thrusts up into her pulsing heat.

Eventually her breathing slowed.

"Baby?" I got her attention. "Hold on to me."

I tightened my grip on her waist and across her upper body, then heaved our combined weight up and over. She slipped out of my grasp and my cock out of hers, just before I was able to set her down. I landed between her legs, above her.

"Oww! Daddy!" I saw her cringe in pain, unable to figure out why. I wasn't even inside her now.

"My foot."

"Oh, baby, I'm so sorry." I apologized. I had completely forgotten her sutured heel, which she had carefully protected by keeping it pointed away from me and the bed. Until I flipped us over.

I gingerly cupped her shapely calf in my hand and lifted her leg. Some part of the rich blend of our combined scent which filled the air now brought my mind back to the way she had looked when I cradled her calf on the couch. When I had glimpsed her shaved smoothness where her bikini bottom had been pushed aside.

Lightly, I kissed on her bandaged foot, making it better. She cooed up at me.

I looked down at my beautiful daughter. Gorgeous naked young body, radiant face looking up at me. Shiny hair strewn across the pillow around her.

I held one leg high, my cock standing straight out over her wide open crotch. Her breasts stood out proud on her chest, forced outward by gravity as little as could be considering their size.

I felt in awe of this magnificent creature. That something so amazing could be the offspring of my mortal loins. That I was about to shove myself back into her loins, so hot and tight. So wrong and so right.

Just this once.

With my free hand, I guided the aching hard head of my cock to her opening.

Once the head was back inside her, I pulled her other leg up, holding both at shoulder height but wider.

My gaze traveled from the mesmerizing sight of my cock disappearing into my daughter's perfect slit, up over her smooth belly and mouth watering chest, noticing how heavy her breathing was, to finally find her upturned face.

Her mouth was open, her eyes a mixture of nervous anticipation and adoring love directed up at her father. The father who took that moment of connection when their eyes met to push both her legs higher toward her head and slam into her very exposed pussy.

She was just as tight, and squeezed me just as hard as when she had ridden me to her own orgasm. But the angle was different now, and the one with the cock, the bigger and stronger one, was on top and in charge.

My hands on her calves became the crook of my elbows holding her bent knees as I shoved myself into her, pulling her hips and her tight opening up to me.

For the first time, I felt her open enough to allow my entire length in. I kept moving forward, kept hauling her legs and hips back and up, until I felt myself buried deep, fully inside, pressed hard against my daughter's belly.

Her head went back as her eyes rolled upwards. I heard a sort of growl come from deep in her throat. I hesitated, savoring the feeling of being completely engulfed in her heaven, before pulling out until my head felt cool air and then slamming home again. The growl went up an octave.

I began to pump in and out of my daughter. I took her. I took my pleasure of her. Again and again I felt myself sinking balls deep into her as she continued her guttural cry.

"Daddy." She whispered, between groans. "Yes, Daddy. Fuck me. Fuck your horny little girl."

My breath was quickening and my balls were tight. She could tell how close I was. I looked down at my daughter.

"Daddy's close baby, are you on..."

Her eyes came back to focus on mine. She nodded to answer my question. "Yes, Daddy."

She brought her hands up to run through my hair. I felt fingers massaging at the base of my skull. The tightness in my balls increased.

"Yes, Daddy. Just this once." She smiled up at me. "Just this once I want to feel the man who loves me bestest, the best daddy ever, fuck me until he pumps his precious little girl full of his cum."

I cried out like a soul lost. Like an animal. I don't know if it was anguish or ecstasy.

I buried myself to the root in this magnificent, forbidden present. This beautiful sexy stranger. My beloved daughter returned to me. I exploded inside her as a bright white light exploded behind my eyes.

I was gasping. I was thrusting. I was somehow pressing down on top of her, long smooth arms and legs wrapping me up tight. My ears rang, and pulsed with the pounding of my heartbeat. And I continued my now punctuated wordless cry.

I gradually caught my breath, found my mind. Christi's kisses on my temple helped me focus. I realized I had slobbered on her shoulder and neck after I started to lift my head.

I looked at her. Her eyes were searching my face anxiously, as though to check on my well being, or perhaps to see if I was suddenly disgusted with our taboo insanity. She looked relieved as I can't imagine she saw anything other than addled adoration in how I looked at her.

But I needed to make sure she knew.

"I love you, sweetheart." I lightly kissed her lips as I saw tears start to well up in her eyes. Funny, but it felt odd to kiss my daughter's lips, even while I lay naked on top of her, buried still in her wet pussy.

"You do?"

"Yes, baby, I do. More than anyone, more than anything. I always have and I always will."

Her chin trembled but she forced a smile. "Just this once?"

"No, not just this once. Always. Always and forever. I love you."

Christi squealed then. She lifted up her head and kissed me. Her lips tugged on my lower lip before she backed away to look me in the eyes again. I could see her pupils search rapidly back and forth between my two eyes, as though confirming the truth.

I assume she liked what she saw, because she kissed me again. Her lips opened and her tongue gently teased mine. I kissed her back. Not as a father kisses a daughter. As a man kisses a woman. A gorgeous woman he loves deeply and has found again after thinking her lost forever.

We lost ourselves in that kiss and each other.

If it had to be just this once, I hoped this moment never ended.