Daddy’s Naughty Little Girl (Part 1)

“Oh daddy…”, she sighed as my tongue flicked across her wet slit again. I glanced up at my little princess’s adorable face, her eyes burning with desire. Hard to imagine that just fifteen minutes prior, the same cute face had greeted me with a shy smile in the hotel lobby; now her legs were spread wide for me, her lacey panties slid to the side to allow access to her delicious pussy.

Our conversation had started innocently enough: some light flirting and an expression of mutual interest in DDLG play. Our first meeting was supposed to be held over a nice cup of coffee, but we quickly discovered how eager the other was for a good hard fucking and a new plan came together soon after.

In that cosy hotel room, the tongue-lashing I was giving my little kitten picked up in intensity and I slid a finger into her warm wetness, eliciting a fresh wave of moans and gasps. Just then, my phone rang, indicating I was getting a call from work. I reluctantly withdrew from between my princess’s legs and answered the call at the hotel room’s wide desk. My attention was so focused on answering my colleague’s questions, I almost didn’t notice a pair of small hands reaching up to unzip my pants.

My baby girl’s cheeky smile peeked out from under the desk and widened as she fished out my rock hard dick from my pants, and she seemed to take a moment to admire its girth before she engulfed half its length into her warm, inviting mouth. I noticed she had doffed the rest of her clothing, and I struggled to compose myself as I realized she was only wearing a matching set of lacey lingerie for her daddy. Stifling moans the entire time, I rushed the rest of the call to its completion. Hearing me hang up, the speed of her head bobbing up and down in my lap picked up and I had to ease her off before my own completion threatened to arrive.

Standing her up, I walked her over to the bed and pushed her firmly backward, her juicy ass landing on the bed with a slight bounce. Like a good little slut, she automatically spread her legs wide and I noticed there was a sizable wet patch in the crotch of her panties. At that sight, the last of my inhibitions evaporated, and I tore her panties off like a man possessed. I lined my throbbing, hard cock with her shaved pussy, felt it’s heat radiating like a furnace, then shoved it inside her.

It was the tightest pussy I’d ever fucked. Even with all the natural lubrication and my oral ministrations, I’d only managed to bury 4 of my 7 inches inside her. She moaned in pain and pleasure, pulling at my shoulders and urging me to enter her fully; those moans were a potent aphrodisiac I didn’t know I craved, and I happily obliged the request her tight pussy was making by thrusting in and out, getting her to take in more and more of me with each stroke. As I plunged my full length inside her, she threw her head back and gripped the sheets hard.

Our fucking was animalistic. In the quiet of our hotel room, the only sounds were her lustful moans and the repeated collision of our bodies. My arms tucked under her shoulders, I pulled her towards me, impaling her as deep as I could possibly go. Impossible bliss filled my mind as I savoured every inch of her insides. Her lace-covered tits bounced with each thrust, and I yanked them aside so I could lean down and suck one hard nipple into my mouth, rolling it between my teeth and flicking it with my tongue.

My mouth traced a trail of gentle kisses past her perky tits, up the side of her neck and finally joining passionately with her own, the intensity matched only by the pounding her tight pussy endured below. Leaning back slightly to take a breath, I noticed that her moans had subsided, and her mouth worked open and close in silent gasps. I was wondering if our kiss had been a little too long when suddenly her pussy gripped my cock hard and she began quivering underneath me. Taking this cue, I pounded her as hard as humanly possible, until her climax capped off with a final, guttural shriek of ecstasy.

As her arched back settled back onto the bed, I stroked my baby girl’s face gently, praising her for being daddy’s good little slut. She gazed up at me with adoration, her cheeky smile returned as she whispered, “fuck me again, daddy?”

End of Part 1