When I opened my eyes moments later, daddy's handsome face hungrily looking down at my used pussy was enough to send me into a powerful orgasm. Unfortunately, he sensed I was about to come and pulled his hand away suddenly.
"Daddy, no!" I whimpered and cried at the sudden lack of touch. "Don't stop when I need you the most."
He gave me an evil smile and shook his head as I began humping the air in an attempt to feel something. "As your Daddy, I decide when you get to come."
My jaw dropped at what he was implying. He wanted to edge his sweet girl. He'd take me to the edge of orgasm and stop.
"But I need release now, Daddy!" I begged, knowing full well it wasn't going to change his mind. "Waiting is only going to make it hurt more."
"Yes, but in the end, it's only going to feel much more rewarding." He ignored the pleading look in my eyes and began rubbing my thigh.
He was starting the process all over again, moving onto stroking my pussy soon before fingering me again. This time he moved his mouth over to my crotch and began flicking his tongue along the length of my opening. When he pulled his fingers out, he filled the gaping emptiness with his tongue, exploring the soft and warm flesh inside.
"Tell Daddy how it feels," he said into my pussy.
"The best I've ever felt," I said. "I wish you could stay inside me forever. I want to wake up with you inside me and I want to go to bed the same way. It's the closest you've ever been to me and nothing gives me more joy."
He picked up the pace and it turned me into a moaning mess again. He looked up into my eyes as he worked his tongue in and out, flicking my clit with his thumb. Knowing I had Daddy physically so close to me, once again it was all too much for me to keep in. I let out a loud moan and began shaking, hoping he would let me come this time.
It was enough for Daddy to pull away and stop touching me. I continued shaking my crotch wildly, needing his touch but instead humping the emptiness. The evil smile returned on his face.
"Daddy, please!" I cried and stuck my lower lip out in a pout. "Not again! Have mercy on your girl and make me feel good."
"I was just messing with you," he said and I was instantly relieved.
Before I knew what was happening, swift as lightning his fingers were suddenly inside me. He went from zero to a hundred within seconds as he was back to fucking me with his fingers, but this time his other hand rubbed my clit vigorously. I moaned at the top of my voice as my body shook and shivered, involuntary screams of pleasure coming out of my mouth as wave after wave of pleasure overtook my body.
As I reached the end of my orgasm and opened my eyes, he slowed his fingering to a halt.
"I've wanted to see your orgasm face for so long." He pushed the wild strands of hair out of my face and stroked my long hair tied up in pigtails. "And it makes you look even hotter if that was even possible."
Aftersex bliss was taking over us and it was the next best thing to an orgasm.
"This is so perfect, Daddy." I sighed in contentment as he pulled his fingers out of my pussy and pulled the hem of my dress back down. "You and me in your bedroom, showing how much we care about each other physically."
I hadn't said it out loud but I had fallen in love with Daddy weeks ago. It was so nice to finally be able to openly express our love for each other sexually. I didn't envy the other women who had a lot of sexual experience before finding the right one. I had found the one made just for me on my first try and I wouldn't have had it any other way. Sex for me could never feel as good if I didn't care about the other person as I did with Daddy.
He gave me a quick peck on the cheeks. "The best part is that it's just the beginning. I can't wait to physically express it in more intimate ways."
I nodded as my eyelids grew heavy. I was exhausted and while I was excited to sleep in the same bed, I knew I wouldn't be able to savor the moment for long.
With a knowing look, Daddy lay on my side of the bed and patted the space next to him. "Off to bed then."
I eagerly lay next to him and scooted until our bodies were pressed against each other. He wrapped his strong arms around me and I wiggled my ass against his crotch teasingly. I got to be the little spoon like I always wanted and I knew I was about to have the soundest sleep of my life.
Needless to say, it was the safest and most comfortable I had ever felt in my life. Daddy switched the bedside lamp off and within seconds after closing my eyes, I was fast asleep.
Chapter 12: Jenna
"Psst, Jenna," Michael whispered from the corner of his mouth as I looked outside at the sun ready to set any minute. "I need to tell you something about Kristen."
We sat among a sea of toys on the living room floor of Michael's house. Our Daddies chattered noisily on the couch nearby about grown-up stuff. They wanted to go have a Daddies’ night out tonight which was understandable. I enjoyed hanging out with Michael since we were friends, and Daddy felt the same way about hanging out with uncle John. It was healthy for Littles to spend some alone time together and it also applied to Daddies. Some couples were so consumed by love that they completely ignored their friends and family, but I was glad we weren't one of them.
"What is it?" I whispered quietly and Michael instantly shushed me, petting puppy Princess with one hand while the other held a finger to his lip.
"Your whispers are too loud," he said, which was ironic considering his whispers were the loudest. "We can't let our Daddies know about this."
He brought his mouth to my ear, cupped it with his hands, and began whispering loudly. "Kristen likes to pretend to be a good girl around the grown-ups, but don't fall for it. She's evil and I don't want you to get hurt if she tries to be mean like she is to me. She's twenty-seven years old but she likes to play as a teenager, so she's a Middle. She's reliving her bratty and rebellious teenage years but it isn't a good enough reason to be a jerk. She's known to be especially mean to Littles because she considers them immature, which I know is super ironic."