Page 16 of Daddy's Girl

“What are you doing to me, Layla?” I’m not sure if he even wants me to answer the question, but I do anyway.

“Loving you.”

He carries me upstairs and takes me straight to his bed. And he holds me in his arms all night long, keeping me safe.

The next day Daddy takes me out on his boat. It’s a forty-foot yacht and it even has three bedrooms below deck. We spend all day on it and when we’re far enough away from the other boats, Daddy lets me take my bikini off and sunbathe so I won’t get tan lines.

Daddy brought us a picnic and he feeds me grapes and even lets me have a sip of wine. He takes a package out of the picnic bag and opens it. He holds out a little white pill.

“Baby girl, I’m going to give you one of these pills.”

“Why? What is it?”

“It’s a birth control pill.”

“What’s that?”

“It means that Daddy’s seed won’t start a baby inside you.”

“A baby?” Daddy’s so funny. “How does that happen?”

“Daddy’s … cream. If I come inside you, it will make a baby. But if you take this pill each day, that won’t happen unless we want it to happen, when you’re a little older.”

“But, Daddy, how do you come … inside me?”

“Would you like me to show you?”

“Yes. But will it hurt?”

“Only a little at first. But mostly it’ll just feel good.”

Daddy wants to put his huge cock where his finger sometimes pushes into me? “I don’t think it will fit.”

“It’ll fit if I get you very soft and wet first. Do you trust me, baby girl?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Have another sip of wine.”

Daddy puts the pill on my tongue and gives me some wine to wash it down with.

“Don’t be scared. We’ll go as slow as you want.”

I want to make my Daddy happy. I can tell he’s excited, even though he doesn’t really show it. His eyes just get darker.

“Okay, Daddy.”

He carries me below deck, into the biggest bedroom. It’s fancy and has a round window so we can see the waves.

“Layla, get on your knees first, with your head down on the bed. Move your knees apart.”

I do what Daddy tells me.

“Arch your back so Daddy can see all of you.”

I let Daddy have whatever he wants. He licks me and gets me really wet. Everywhere. He does this for a while. The pleasure melt is so close, but he won’t let me come. “Daddy,” I whine, because I can’t help it. I want him to give me more.

He turns me and lays me on my back. He takes off his shorts and—wow, Daddy’s cock is really hard. It’s dripping with moisture. It’s sort of purplish and there are veins on it, like it’s about burst.

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