Page 66 of My Big Fat Daddy Issues

Her tender pink cunt is as beautiful as anything I've seen in my life. It's silk and petals and shimmering juices that reach out and dig their claws into my balls and tug.

"I'm in love with your pussy already baby." I lean in and breathe heavy and loud then brush my lips over those curls, swiping my tongue over the hard little hooded nub.

"Daddy."

The word detonates in the center of my chest. Not because it shocks me. Because it doesn't. Because some sick, ruined corner of me has been waiting to hear it from this mouth, in this voice, in this new way and now that I have there is no amount of post-processing in the world that can undo what's happening here.

She freezes. Stares at me. "I didn't mean — "

"Say it again." I grit out, grinding my knuckle against her clit.

"I — "

"Wren." I smack her thighs apart and settle between them, my mouth close enough to feel heat radiating off her and her scent, Jesus, it could topple kingdoms. "Say. It. Again. Or I won't fucking lick you."

"Daddy." Her voice is like a windchime in a storm. "Daddy. Daddy, please."

"Atta girl."

I take her soaking cunt into my mouth and the sound she makes is ragged and almost angry. It's a desperation that I know down deep in my bones and hearing it with my tongue in her pussy is worth every sleepless night I've spent hating myself for wanting this.

I take one long flat stroke from entrance to clit and the taste of her rewires something in my brain permanently.

I will never not crave this. This is the image that burns the film. I groan against her and she grabs my hair and grinds against my face and there's nothing practiced or performed about what's going on here.

She fucks my mouth like she's furious at how good it feels and the artlessness of it, just raw jerking hips and curse words.

I suck her clit and drive two fingers into her opening. I curl them and she bows off the couch. I think about Dylan — this lanky kid who had this girl in his bed and couldn't figure out how to make her shake. Grabbed her hair like he'd watched a video on it. Told her to be good with his cracking twenty-year-old voice and then called her frigid when his little performance didn't land.

What a fucking mistake I made letting her go off to school and spread her wings, pun intended.

That little fuck had this tight, soaked, desperate pussy so fucking close and decided his ego mattered more.

The thought makes me violent and I suck her clit and pump my fingers so hard, the knuckles knock against her pubic bone and she keens, her thighs clamping around my head, and I shove them apart with my free hand because I refuse to miss a single frame of this moment.

"Hold those panties out of the way like a good girl. Daddy needs in there deep baby."

The arch of her spine, the twist of her fingers in my hair, the way her stomach muscles jump tell me all I need to know.

I've got my tongue inside the girl who looked to me as her father. The girl I took to the hospital when she broke her wrist. The girl that fell asleep against me every Friday night when her mother was out with 'the girls' and I let her stay up late and pick the movie we'd watch.

"Give it to me. All of it."

I give full focus to my daughter's clit, sucking it like a damn lollipop while I reach up and squeeze her left tit. I cup herwomanly breast as I slurp at her wetness, swallowing it down and letting it become part of me forever.

"Such a pretty little girl pussy." I breathe into her folds. "You know when you are so wet like this what it means, don't you baby?"

Her hazy eyes meet mine, her fingers holding her panties aside as she shrugs. "I'm not sure."

"Well, baby, it means you want a man's hard cock inside you. When you get wet, it makes a man get hard and he needs to put all the sticky cum in his balls way up inside you. It's nature. You're asking for it, aren't you?"

I twirl my thumb around her clit as I raise my eyebrows.

"I guess so." Her cheeks burn red as she swallows and I rub my tongue against her little hole, rimming that band of skin that feels pretty fucking untouched.

A flush covers her chest and face; her breathing shudders and her eyes are sensual and greedy.

She pulses against my tongue as I shove it up inside her. She moans as I pinch her nipple, rolling it between my fingers as I tongue fuck her, then move back up to her clit and move mymiddle finger soaked in her juices to the crack of her ass, finding that tight dark entrance and apply pressure as I eat her out.