Page 31 of Saving Little Jenna
"Why did you want us to watch this film, Daddy?" I asked between sobs, growing calmer by the second by Daddy's soothing touch.
Had he figured out the dark past I'd been running away from? Was this his way of showing he was ready to hear all about it?
"I wanted you to see that you're not alone, sweetheart." He pushed a strand of hair behind my ear. "I know what you've gone through was hard, but I won't judge you or look at you differently once I know the truth. I know you're scared I'll leave you, but that's farthest from the truth. Knowing your past will only make me come up with ways to help you better. Of course, this isn't a confrontation or a way to force you to reveal your past. Instead, it's my way of showing you that I'm here if you need me. Sometimes I find you lost in your thoughts and I know you're reliving the horrors of your past. But don't you see, sweetheart? You don't have to go through the struggle alone. When I became your Daddy, your joy became mine, but so did your sorrow."
I sat in silence as he studied my face with a frown. "I believe you, Daddy, and I trust you. You're the best thing to have happened to me, so naturally, I'm scared of losing you. But you're right, you won't judge me and you only want the best for me. Going forward, I'll tell you things from my past little by little, starting now. Just like in the movie, my parents were cruel to me. However, the movie doesn't even come close to the torture I had to endure at their hands. I wanted to leave so badly all my life, but they weren't the reason I ran away. I was forced to run away to avoid a much crueler fate, a fate that'll never stop coming after me until it takes everything away from me."
He nodded. "Sounds vague, but I'll take little bits over nothing. Just know that when you eventually bare your soul, I'll still be with you, just as crazy about you but probably more. I know you doubt it, but you'll see."
"It's like you said," I said with a smile. "I'm trapped with my Daddy for the rest of my life whether I like it or not."
"That's right, Little one. I'm glad you remembered, and I hope you remember it for the rest of your life. I sure will."
He booped my nose and pulled me in closer. We just sat there cuddling in silence before finishing our popcorn.
The film was long enough to eat up a major portion of our playdate, but I was glad it led to the talk which brought us closer. Communication was the key and I hadn't been honest or open about my worries, fears, and desires. I had to take small steps in the right direction, starting right away.
It was late in the evening and the sun was about to set any minute. The last activity of the playdate was swimming, something I had never done before but wanted to try. Daddy promised me he'd teach me how to swim, but until then I'd have to use a life jacket.
As Daddy carried me to the nursery, I saw uncle John carrying Michael to the pool dressed in swimsuits. I sat on the bed and swayed my legs as Daddy undressed me. I was getting used to being diapered and changed without being aroused, but today was different. Daddy and I just had an honest talk about spending our lives together, which made me want him now more than ever.
When he placed the two-piece swimsuit on the bed next to me, I rubbed my legs together to hide my growing wetness. Being stark naked before fully clothed Daddy sometimes was just too arousing, and the tent in his pants said he felt the same way. It was indicative of our power dynamics. He was the Daddy dom and I was his submissive Little girl.
The lust in his eyes was unmistakable. "Do you need your Daddy, sweetheart?"
I had to try to be honest going forward, even when it was about my desires and even if I was too shy.
"Yes," I managed to say after a deep breath. "I want - no, Ineedyou, Daddy."
He nodded and sat next to me, giving me a quick passionate kiss on the lips. "But first I want to hear what you were calling yourself when you woke up and thought you were alone."
"I'm Daddy's little virgin slut." I buried my face in his shoulder from shyness and peeked up at him from the corner of my eyes, practically feeling my cheeks turn the reddest they'd ever been. "You weren't supposed to hear that, so don't have me say it again, Daddy."
"Aw, my baby girl is so shy." Breaking the hug, he stroked my pigtail and kissed me on the head. "I understand that you want me to do unspeakable things to you, but I'll only do what you ask for. So tell me, sweetheart. What do you want from your Daddy today?"
I wanted Daddy to do unspeakable things to me right now, but I decided to only ask what I wanted the most.
"I want to make you feel good, Daddy," I whispered as I buried my face in his strong chest again, taking in his manly musk. "You've been so nice to me and you're the best Daddy in the whole world. You deserve to feel good down there."
His dick twitched wildly in his pants, forming an ever-growing tent. It felt so dirty to talk about sex while there were guests over. It had to be a quickie if I didn't want Michael asking questions.
Daddy swiftly pulled his pants down, causing his dick to spring out of his black briefs and slap against his tummy. It was a monster alright, and my body was the only thing that could satiate its hunger. It felt so good to see him like this, a privilege even. Billions of women out there and only I got to see his beautiful muscular body in all its naked glory.
It was only my second blowjob but I was already getting better. This time I pushed it in my mouth as far as it would go, my lips closer to the base than before. I had also seen a video on giving the perfect blowjob. Apparently, the trick was to jerk him off, suck on the head, lick along the length of the shaft, and fondle his balls all at the same time. It felt like I was mastering playing an instrument, but it turned Daddy into a moaning mess so it was working.
My eyes would usually be stuck on his six-packs or big biceps, but now I couldn't take my eyes off his handsome face. His mouth was half open and his eyes closed, occasionally opening them to look at me and tell me how I was being a good girl. It was the proudest I had ever felt. As he grew closer to orgasm, he looked possessed by pleasure. He was in heaven and I couldn't wait to be there with him one day when he'd fuck me senseless. It was a sight to behold.
As he began shooting his warm seed in my mouth, his eyebrows knitted together and he shook wildly, involuntarily shaking his hips back and forth to fuck my mouth while his hands gripped my head in position. The sound of his balls hitting my chin echoed in the room and soon cum began to leak out of my mouth. The whole time he'd been so loving and gentle on my mouth, I was now sure he'd be just as gentle with my pussy.
Running into the bathroom, he soon returned with some tissues and cleaned us up. We got dressed in swimsuits and headed outside where Michael was already in the swimming pool, his head on his daddy's shoulder and their arms wrapped around each other.
When I jumped into the other side of the pool, Daddy joined in next to uncle John.
Michael swam up to me, splashed water at my face, and giggled. "What took you so long? You love birds were kissing again, weren't you?"
I giggled. "Among other things, yes. I'm surprised I feel so open about telling you things. I would be a nervous wreck confessing it to someone else."
"Ah, I know how that feels." He crossed his arms and nodded wisely. "I remember when I first fell in love with my Daddy. We couldn't keep our hands off each other. We were practically doing it everywhere, the car, the park, the swimming pool, the nursery. There wasn't a spot left in our home where we hadn't done the deed. Love can feel very intense in the beginning, but do you know how things have changed after being together for years?"
