[All characters in this story are over 18.]
[Part 1 of this story is here:
The Weekend Pt. 01
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The sound of my phone buzzing woke me from my nap. I looked down at myself - chest and belly stained with cum, my Daddy's and my own. I reached down to feel my smooth sissy cunt. A dull pleasurable ache in it, and a damp patch between my legs, reminded me of the good hard fucking I had already had that day.
I retrieved my phone from the floor and got back in bed to check my messages.
On the family group chat, a message from 'Steve': "Hey, just swinging by the office this afternoon. Will be back for dinner."
Daddy owned a landscaping business. He had supposed to be semi-retired since he married Mom, but he was still down there 3 or 4 times a week.
I messaged: "I feel like cooking tonight. I'll make us both some pasta."
On this chat, we were all business. Mom would see us getting along and keeping out of trouble.
I tabbed across to another app, where I only had one contact.
A message from Daddy: "I loved fucking you this morning, babydoll. See you tonight x"
Then: "You looked so cute when I left you sleeping in bed"
Finally: "You drained Daddy's balls this morning but I'm already thinking about fucking your sweet lil pussy again x"
I idly teased my little nipples as I read these messages over and over. Then I texted back: "My cunt is still throbbing from your big dick, Daddy x".
I walked naked to the bathroom and took a long luxurious shower, helping myself liberally to Mom's soaps and lotions.
Stepping out of the shower, I picked up my phone from beside the sink and started taking selfies in the mirror, turning this way and that, pouting and pushing out my pink round ass, then I wrapped myself in a towel and returned to my room.
I scrolled through the pictures, deleting most of them, then settled on my favorite: a view of me from behind, my face only partly visible, my back and ass glistening with moisture. Then I sent it with a message: "Hurry back, Daddy x".
I dressed and did a few bits of cleaning half-heartedly. I imagined Daddy finding me cleaning in a little maid's uniform, and bending me over the bed then fucking me from behind. I looked out of the window and watched a guy repairing a fence across the street. He was hardly handsome, he had a kind of greasy look about him, and I bet he smelled sweaty, but I still pictured calling him over, laying back on the couch and spreading my legs for him to slide his dick into my tight pussy until he unloaded. The idea of a stranger's bare cock squirting inside me made me feel fluttery.
I thought about calling Daddy to get him to talk dirty to me while I masturbated, which is what I usually did when I was horny and couldn't see him, but it felt like a waste when he would back soon to fuck me properly. By late afternoon I was practically humping the furniture, rubbing myself up against the couch, and grinding against the kitchen island while I cooked.
I had finished dressing for the evening when I finally heard Daddy's car pull into the drive, and I hurried to greet him. I opened the door and he was on me, tongue in my mouth, arms around me, pressing my lithe little body against him. I was thinking of dropping to my knees there and then and sucking his cock in full view of the street, door still open, but instead he picked me up and carried me to the kitchen, perching me on the kitchen counter before kissing me hard again, my legs wrapped around his waist.
'Did you miss me, babydoll?'
'Yes, Daddy. I need you so badly.'
He looked down at me. I was wearing a pleated skirt that barely covered my ass and a cropped white shirt showing off my flat belly. I had applied a touch of pink gloss to my lips, and my eyes were enhanced with eyeliner and mascara. My little cock was straining at my panties, throbbing as my Daddy held me around the waist.
He leaned into me, the thick bulge in his pants pressing against my panties. 'Do you need Daddy to fuck you right now, right here, sweetie?' I knew if he pushed my panties to the side and slid his fat daddycock into me I would be cumming within moments, but the tension between us at this moment was electric. The anticipation of what was to follow made me giddy and I wanted to hold onto it.
'No, Daddy. You go and relax in front of the TV, I'll bring you a beer. There's ziti in the oven.'
He kissed me again, more gently, like a loving husband to his obedient wife. 'Sure, baby.'
He settled down in front of the TV as I took a beer over to him. I walked around the couch so that I would have to pass by in front of him, working my hips. He reached out and gave my ass a firm slap. 'That's my good girl.' A thrill ran down my spine.