Movie Night with Daddy...
My first attempt if you will at putting some things into words , hopefully its welcome here. Of course its my first draft I'm not the best writer in the past but it felt good to put something on "paper" if you will. All fantasy and all those things that must be said if you will!
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Movie Night with Daddy...
I loved movie nights with daddy, I’d get to wear my pj shirt and panties like a girl and cuddle up on the couch with him. Some weekends daddy seemed sad after mom left so I liked to make him feel better and take his mind of things… I didn’t always like the movies but the feeling of being close to daddy made up for it.
Laying my head in daddy’s lap as he finished his beer and stroked my hair, sometimes his hand would drift to pat my bottom or rest his hand on it but I never thought much of it except it tickled sometimes.
Daddy paused the movie and moved my head off his lap saying he was going to get another drink and would get me a soda; soda was a treat so I was super surprised and daddy came back with his glass of whisky and my soda… After a few sips of my soda my eyes felt heavy, it was a super long week with school and stuffs so I drifted off on daddy’s lap…
I remember him carrying me to my bed, I was looking forward to my warm safe bed (I had just gotten a new princess comforter and it was soft and fluffy) … Daddy laid me on my bed as I drifted a bit in and out of consciousness. Strange why didn’t daddy cover me... I’m kind of cold, I don’t like this feeling… I tried to say something but words did not want to come out of my mouth and my hands and legs seemed to not respond to me…
Daddy stroked my cheeked as I tried to say something… “you’re such a pretty little thing” … I could hear the slight slur in his voice when the whisky had taken hold a bit. My bed springs let out almost a moan as daddy sat down on the age of bed, I felt daddy’s hand trace up my legs resting near my thighs and then slowly pulling up my shirt… Da ... Daddy…I tried to say something… as daddy lifted my shirt up exposing my budding body… I tried to move my hand to stop him but could barely lift at all and fell back down…
I felt the bed shift again as daddy stood up and I could hear the sound of his belt and the change in his pocket jiggle as his jeans fell to the floor… He moaned out as I felt something press against my lips, it left a warm wet trail I tried to purse my lips to clear them but nothing, I could barely open my eyes at all but could feel a burning of daddy looking me up and down…
Daddy walked to end of my bed looping his fingers through my little panties and sliding them down my little legs, tossing them aside now discarded on the floor just like my innocence. I … I don’t like thi… I tried to mutter out. I felt daddy’s weight back on my bed and me… the moisture of his warm whisky laden breath on my body. As he kissed me starting at my navel up to my neck, I’d never felt anything like this before, confused and scared I was trapped.
“It’s okay baby girl, daddy needs this…” I remember him saying.
Feeling a cold liquid drip down across my privates , my body wanted to shake it off but could not I was frozen… his weight shifting now pressing against me I felt him slide his throbbing cock against my virgin slit and grip my naked hips pushing through my last shred of innocence deep inside me he released a guttural growl … holding me tightly against him as if to just hold the moment forever he moaned you are so tight little one , pain and confusion and a burning I’d never felt before took my mind and body and then darkness….
~K
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Movie Night with Daddy...
I loved movie nights with daddy, I’d get to wear my pj shirt and panties like a girl and cuddle up on the couch with him. Some weekends daddy seemed sad after mom left so I liked to make him feel better and take his mind of things… I didn’t always like the movies but the feeling of being close to daddy made up for it.
Laying my head in daddy’s lap as he finished his beer and stroked my hair, sometimes his hand would drift to pat my bottom or rest his hand on it but I never thought much of it except it tickled sometimes.
Daddy paused the movie and moved my head off his lap saying he was going to get another drink and would get me a soda; soda was a treat so I was super surprised and daddy came back with his glass of whisky and my soda… After a few sips of my soda my eyes felt heavy, it was a super long week with school and stuffs so I drifted off on daddy’s lap…
I remember him carrying me to my bed, I was looking forward to my warm safe bed (I had just gotten a new princess comforter and it was soft and fluffy) … Daddy laid me on my bed as I drifted a bit in and out of consciousness. Strange why didn’t daddy cover me... I’m kind of cold, I don’t like this feeling… I tried to say something but words did not want to come out of my mouth and my hands and legs seemed to not respond to me…
Daddy stroked my cheeked as I tried to say something… “you’re such a pretty little thing” … I could hear the slight slur in his voice when the whisky had taken hold a bit. My bed springs let out almost a moan as daddy sat down on the age of bed, I felt daddy’s hand trace up my legs resting near my thighs and then slowly pulling up my shirt… Da ... Daddy…I tried to say something… as daddy lifted my shirt up exposing my budding body… I tried to move my hand to stop him but could barely lift at all and fell back down…
I felt the bed shift again as daddy stood up and I could hear the sound of his belt and the change in his pocket jiggle as his jeans fell to the floor… He moaned out as I felt something press against my lips, it left a warm wet trail I tried to purse my lips to clear them but nothing, I could barely open my eyes at all but could feel a burning of daddy looking me up and down…
Daddy walked to end of my bed looping his fingers through my little panties and sliding them down my little legs, tossing them aside now discarded on the floor just like my innocence. I … I don’t like thi… I tried to mutter out. I felt daddy’s weight back on my bed and me… the moisture of his warm whisky laden breath on my body. As he kissed me starting at my navel up to my neck, I’d never felt anything like this before, confused and scared I was trapped.
“It’s okay baby girl, daddy needs this…” I remember him saying.
Feeling a cold liquid drip down across my privates , my body wanted to shake it off but could not I was frozen… his weight shifting now pressing against me I felt him slide his throbbing cock against my virgin slit and grip my naked hips pushing through my last shred of innocence deep inside me he released a guttural growl … holding me tightly against him as if to just hold the moment forever he moaned you are so tight little one , pain and confusion and a burning I’d never felt before took my mind and body and then darkness….
~K
2 years ago