Page 28 of XOXO, Daddy
A shuffling sound came from outside the playroom, reminding me of the scene we were playing. I was to be asleep, and Daddy was going to come play with me while I slept. Somnophilia was not something I had delved into before, but when Daddy had first explained the fantasy to me, I had left the conversation with a mind full of dirty daydreams and a completely ruined pair of panties.
The sound of the door opening turned the butterflies of arousal to a swarm as excitement flooded me.
“What a sweet, sleepy girl,” he whispered, barely audible over the soft lullaby playing over the speaker. I kept my eyes shut, pretending to sleep as he came into the room. The feel of his hand over my body, running from shoulder to hip, made me want to abandon all pretenses and just open for him. I craved his touch. I cravedhim.
The blanket shifted as he slid his hand beneath, finding me clothed in only the little onesie he had purchased for me. It was adorable; lavender, with little rainbows and unicorns all over. Iteven had the little snaps in the crotch I love so much — even if it was a pain in the butt to put on. Luckily, I no longer had to worry about that. I had a Daddy to dress me.
Smiling in my pretend sleep, I shuddered out a breath as his hand slid up my ribcage, cupping one of my breasts softly over my clothes. It suddenly became apparent to me just how devious my Daddy really was. Staying still was going to be as much torture as it was role-play, testing my willpower to the limit. I silently cursed — and praised — him for such a clever idea.
“What a perfect little body you have, princess. Daddy has wanted to touch you for so long. I can’t help myself any more; I have to have you.” Daddy’s voice was dark and sultry as he fell into the imaginary scenario we’d agreed to in our negotiations.
I was to play the role of his little girl, and he would be my Daddy, teaching me all about my body for the first time. It was a somewhat edgy fantasy, one that some people wouldn’t understand, but it fulfilled something deep within me I hadn’t known was there before he had explained his plan.
His hand moved again, sliding across the soft fabric of my onesie to rest on my ass. He squeezed gently, slipping a finger between my cheeks to graze against my rosebud.
A tiny noise escaped me, and I shifted slightly despite myself. Immediately, his hands left my body, as if he was afraid I was going to wake up.
It was all a part of our little game.
Shifting a bit more, I pulled one leg up, giving him even better access to my parts. His hands were back on me a moment later, caressing my ass again, slipping down to tease my lower lips. I heard his groan of desire and suppressed a smile again.
Touches came here and there, always light and teasing, never giving me what I truly wanted, but making it harder and harder to keep up the facade of sleep.
Slowly, Daddy rolled me over onto my back and moved the blanket off of me. I felt the snaps of my onesie release, and barely held back a groan as his finger slipped ever so gently between my folds to find my clit.
“Fuck, there it is, baby. There’s that little clitty. Shhh, it’s okay. Sleep, princess.” He circled my little nub so gently, his other hand moving my legs apart a bit more before sliding up to caress my nipples. I moaned softly, squirming in my pretend sleep. Daddy continued shushing me, letting me know it wasn’t time for me to wake up yet, like we negotiated.
His finger kept teasing my clit, slowly increasing his speed and pressure to bring me closer to orgasm. I gave myself fully over to the fantasy, my mind filled with all the dirty things Daddy wanted to do to his princess.
The pleasure built higher and higher until fireworks exploded behind my eyes as I came. I whimpered more loudly, squeezing my knees together as I sought more friction. I blinked slowly, pretending to wake up.
“Daddy?” I asked with faux sleepiness. Even as my body shuddered from the aftershocks of that small orgasm, I gave myself over to the scene, fully immersing myself in the role-play.
“Shh, princess. It’s just Daddy,” he whispered, his hands still trailing over my inner thighs.
“Daddy, I’m so tingly.”
“I know, princess. Let Daddy take those tingles away.” The sound of buzzing filled the room as he turned a vibrator on, his fingers brushing over my lower lips softly, almost as though he were petting me.
Petting my wet kitty.
“Daddy, please,” I whined as he parted my lips, pressing the tip of the toy over the hood of my clit so perfectly, I almost cried with pleasure.
I squirmed, the intense sensation shooting me right back to the heights of pleasure in only a few agonizing circles of the cursed toy.
“Daddy will make it go away. Let Daddy take care of you, baby. I’ve got you,” he cooed. My back arched as my body instinctively tried to get away from the sensations, but he kept the vibrator pressed against my clit.
“Daddy, it’s too much! It’s so tingly!” I whimpered. My legs shook as another orgasm rocked me. Still, he didn’t let up.
A finger slipped down to tease the entrance to my cunny as he kept the buzzy right where it was. His other hand pressed my chest lightly down into the bed, keeping me from moving. It wasn’t until yet another orgasm shook me that he finally relented, pulling the toy away.
After a few moments, Daddy’s voice broke through the fog in my mind. “Now, this is a very special toy, princess. It looks like a rose, see?” He held up a light pink toy for me to see. I had seen toys like this before, but I had never felt one. Surely it couldn’t be that—
“Daddy!” I screamed as he carefully placed the toy right on my little clit.
With my back arched clear off the bed, I struggled to think of anything other than the pleasure that assaulted my tender little nub. It was unlike anything I had ever felt.
I was already over-sensitized, and the rose made the last toy feel like a breeze next to a hurricane. The orgasm that ripped through my body made me scream Daddy’s name again and again. He did not relent until two more orgasms turned me into a mewling mess of sensation on the bed. Sweat beaded along my brow as I gasped for breath.
