He's Not Really My Daddy
He's Not Really My Daddy
(The actors in this little story are 29 and 50, so don't go jumping to any conclusions! It's all for fun and to tease the one who is 50. Whatsa matter, haven't you ever teased anyone before?)
He's not really my daddy, but I like to play daddy daughter games with him. He likes me to call him “daddy,” so why not? It doesn't hurt even a little bit and he gets such a kick out of it! And truthfully it's fun to play like he's my daddy and I'm his little angel! That's what he calls me, his little angel.
He likes me to sit on his lap so he can play with my kitty. He loves to play with my kitty and always makes her purr and arch up to pet him back. My kitty really loves my daddy, she does. And I do, too! My daddy is soo nice to me. He even loves to play with my two little twin dollies. I'm really proud of my twin girls. My daddy says that they'll grown nice and big if he kisses them enough so I let him kiss my dollies as much as he wants, and I can see their little heads swell up and expand whenever he kisses them for very long. They really like that. They tell me they do!
I love it when my daddy hugs me and gives me mouth kisses! I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist and kiss him back! He gives me goose bumps all over and I squeeze him as hard as I can cause I don't ever want to let him go, he's so good to me!
My daddy likes me to dress up for him in my mary janes and anklets and my little school girl outfits and he loves it when I put my long red hair in pigtail braids for him. He likes to hold my pigtails while he lets me lick his lollypop. Or his Popsicle. He always has a treat for me hidden away in his special pocket of his pants, and I can't wait to take it out and suck on it. The other day he even had a candy cane for me, and it tasted just like peppermint! My daddy is soo good to me!
One day my daddy had me sit on his lap and he told me very sternly that he had something he wanted to do for me, and he told me it might hurt just a little at first but that it would then begin to feel much much better and that I would begin to really like it and want him to do it for me again and again. The way he described it I wanted to do it right then, it sounded so good! I told him I would do anything for him and that I did not care if it hurt a little at first and that I wanted him to do it right that minute.
He started by playing with my dollies and my little kitty, making them all feel really nice, and he took his peppermint stick out and let me play with it. I really wanted to taste that peppermint stick but he said no, not to suck it just yet, so I didn't. I just played with it like he was playing with my little friends. He told me that that peppermint stick was his little friend and that if I played with it for a while it would grow, too, just like my dollies do. And he said that it would start drooling just like my kitty does when it's really happy, and that as soon as his peppermint stick started being happy I could suck all the drool out of it and he would do the same for my kitty.
It didn't take very long for his peppermint stick OR my kitty to start drooling, so he told me he was gonna take all my play clothes off and he took his off, too. Then he said to lie down and he lied down next to me but facing my kitty and with his peppermint stick close to my face. He told me I could suck on his little friend whenever I wanted to and then he started licking and kissing my kitty.
Well, he didn't have to tell me twice. As soon as I felt his tongue touch my kitty I put that candy cane in my mouth and I started sucking as hard as I could. I wanted to get all that peppermint drool, I did! He licked and kissed my kitty for a very long time and that peppermint stick did grow really, really big! It grew SO big that I really wanted my kitty to see how big it had gotten so I asked my daddy to turn around and let my kitty see. He did and kitty told me that looked awfully good so she asked me to ask him if she could have a taste. He said yes, but the best way to make sure my kitty didn't hurt hardly at all was to do it swiftly. He got between my legs with that beautiful sugar stick standing straight out from his body. He positioned himself so that he was right up to kitty's mouth and he quickly shoved it in.
That did hurt really bad! It stinged! But just for a minute. Daddy, dear daddy, stayed still so kitty could get used to the sugar stick and then after just a minute he gently, so as not to hurt kitty too much, jostled that sugar stick and began pushing and pulling it in and out of her.
He was right! It did begin to feel really, really, really, really good! It felt SOOO good, in fact, that I felt like I was going to faint, it was so good! Kitty was slobbering all over daddy's candy cane, she was, and I just raised my legs and put them around daddy's waist and held on for dear life. My kitty got really hot as daddy slammed that candy cane in and out of her! I asked him to slow down and he did. For a little bit. But he gradually started going fast again and kitty started getting hot again.
It felt SOOO good that I started to cry, not sad tears but happy ones. Daddy really was giving me the best gift he ever possibly could. I couldn't think of anything in the world nicer or more wonderful than what he was doing with that sugar stick of his! My goodness! Kitty was crying as hard as I was, and she was crying happy tears, too! My twins were tingling, too! I was sooo glad he did what he did and I was so happy to have braved it through that terrible sting that I first felt. It didn't sting at all any more! It felt wonderful! Daddy was right. He is always right.
Well, finally daddy drove that candy cane as far into kitty as he could and then kitty felt something very very warm flooding into her (I guess it was the candy cane goo he was telling me about) and she again fainted, which caused me to faint. It felt soooo good!
When I woke up the cane was gone but daddy was right there kissing me and caressing my face and I could see such love in his eyes. “Did I do good, daddy?” I asked him. “I tried not to cry out.”
“You did great, angel,” he said.
“Can we do it again, daddy?”
“Soon, my darling. Soon.”
“May I please lick your sugar stick again, then? Please?”
(The actors in this little story are 29 and 50, so don't go jumping to any conclusions! It's all for fun and to tease the one who is 50. Whatsa matter, haven't you ever teased anyone before?)
He's not really my daddy, but I like to play daddy daughter games with him. He likes me to call him “daddy,” so why not? It doesn't hurt even a little bit and he gets such a kick out of it! And truthfully it's fun to play like he's my daddy and I'm his little angel! That's what he calls me, his little angel.
He likes me to sit on his lap so he can play with my kitty. He loves to play with my kitty and always makes her purr and arch up to pet him back. My kitty really loves my daddy, she does. And I do, too! My daddy is soo nice to me. He even loves to play with my two little twin dollies. I'm really proud of my twin girls. My daddy says that they'll grown nice and big if he kisses them enough so I let him kiss my dollies as much as he wants, and I can see their little heads swell up and expand whenever he kisses them for very long. They really like that. They tell me they do!
I love it when my daddy hugs me and gives me mouth kisses! I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist and kiss him back! He gives me goose bumps all over and I squeeze him as hard as I can cause I don't ever want to let him go, he's so good to me!
My daddy likes me to dress up for him in my mary janes and anklets and my little school girl outfits and he loves it when I put my long red hair in pigtail braids for him. He likes to hold my pigtails while he lets me lick his lollypop. Or his Popsicle. He always has a treat for me hidden away in his special pocket of his pants, and I can't wait to take it out and suck on it. The other day he even had a candy cane for me, and it tasted just like peppermint! My daddy is soo good to me!
One day my daddy had me sit on his lap and he told me very sternly that he had something he wanted to do for me, and he told me it might hurt just a little at first but that it would then begin to feel much much better and that I would begin to really like it and want him to do it for me again and again. The way he described it I wanted to do it right then, it sounded so good! I told him I would do anything for him and that I did not care if it hurt a little at first and that I wanted him to do it right that minute.
He started by playing with my dollies and my little kitty, making them all feel really nice, and he took his peppermint stick out and let me play with it. I really wanted to taste that peppermint stick but he said no, not to suck it just yet, so I didn't. I just played with it like he was playing with my little friends. He told me that that peppermint stick was his little friend and that if I played with it for a while it would grow, too, just like my dollies do. And he said that it would start drooling just like my kitty does when it's really happy, and that as soon as his peppermint stick started being happy I could suck all the drool out of it and he would do the same for my kitty.
It didn't take very long for his peppermint stick OR my kitty to start drooling, so he told me he was gonna take all my play clothes off and he took his off, too. Then he said to lie down and he lied down next to me but facing my kitty and with his peppermint stick close to my face. He told me I could suck on his little friend whenever I wanted to and then he started licking and kissing my kitty.
Well, he didn't have to tell me twice. As soon as I felt his tongue touch my kitty I put that candy cane in my mouth and I started sucking as hard as I could. I wanted to get all that peppermint drool, I did! He licked and kissed my kitty for a very long time and that peppermint stick did grow really, really big! It grew SO big that I really wanted my kitty to see how big it had gotten so I asked my daddy to turn around and let my kitty see. He did and kitty told me that looked awfully good so she asked me to ask him if she could have a taste. He said yes, but the best way to make sure my kitty didn't hurt hardly at all was to do it swiftly. He got between my legs with that beautiful sugar stick standing straight out from his body. He positioned himself so that he was right up to kitty's mouth and he quickly shoved it in.
That did hurt really bad! It stinged! But just for a minute. Daddy, dear daddy, stayed still so kitty could get used to the sugar stick and then after just a minute he gently, so as not to hurt kitty too much, jostled that sugar stick and began pushing and pulling it in and out of her.
He was right! It did begin to feel really, really, really, really good! It felt SOOO good, in fact, that I felt like I was going to faint, it was so good! Kitty was slobbering all over daddy's candy cane, she was, and I just raised my legs and put them around daddy's waist and held on for dear life. My kitty got really hot as daddy slammed that candy cane in and out of her! I asked him to slow down and he did. For a little bit. But he gradually started going fast again and kitty started getting hot again.
It felt SOOO good that I started to cry, not sad tears but happy ones. Daddy really was giving me the best gift he ever possibly could. I couldn't think of anything in the world nicer or more wonderful than what he was doing with that sugar stick of his! My goodness! Kitty was crying as hard as I was, and she was crying happy tears, too! My twins were tingling, too! I was sooo glad he did what he did and I was so happy to have braved it through that terrible sting that I first felt. It didn't sting at all any more! It felt wonderful! Daddy was right. He is always right.
Well, finally daddy drove that candy cane as far into kitty as he could and then kitty felt something very very warm flooding into her (I guess it was the candy cane goo he was telling me about) and she again fainted, which caused me to faint. It felt soooo good!
When I woke up the cane was gone but daddy was right there kissing me and caressing my face and I could see such love in his eyes. “Did I do good, daddy?” I asked him. “I tried not to cry out.”
“You did great, angel,” he said.
“Can we do it again, daddy?”
“Soon, my darling. Soon.”
“May I please lick your sugar stick again, then? Please?”
8 years ago
