First off, thanks to everyone who read and gave feedback on part one. These are my first few attempts at writing so I really do appreciate and take to heart all the feedback I get, so I just wanted to say thanks and that I'm looking forward to hearing more of what you all think! :)
This part picks up where part 1 ended so you may want to consider reading the first chapter, but it's not absolutely necessary. enjoy!
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I wanted to be patient and take things slowly with Alexandra, of course, that was amazingly difficult given that I wanted nothing more than to bend her over and take away every ounce of innocence and naivety that she had in her lithe little body. But I had to refrain, I had less than admirable intentions for my sweet little girl, but I still wanted her to enjoy the experience. The experience, she thought, would be turning into a normal, sexually experienced teenage girl while I was planning on her becoming my perfect fantasy girl. But like I said, I really did have her pleasure in mind, just because I had my own depraved desires didn't mean my love for my daughter would fall by the wayside.
Which brings us to that first night we had together; me and Alexandra sitting on the couch, both with shirts on and pants off, her with her come covered hand still wrapped around my softening cock, slowly stroking it, seemingly mesmerized by what she had just experienced.
I leaned in, stroking her silky black hair, "good girl, very good girl," I cooed in her ear as she released my cock and began playing with the gooey cum hanging off her fingers.
I kissed her hot, blushing cheek as she smiled and giggled, still looking down at her cream covered hand, no doubt proud of what she had accomplished. As I moved down to kiss her neck, she nudged me away and gave me a concerned look, then glanced down at her hand.
"Daddy? What do I do with your, um, stuff, on my hand?"
"It's called cum princess, and you can taste it if you want, you'll have to get used to tasting it and having it in your mouth anyway, eventually you'll even learn to love swallowing daddy's cum."
At this new information she furrowed her brow a little, clearly not thrilled about the prospect of putting my cum in her mouth. But sweet little thing that she is, she obliged and brought her hand to her mouth but turned her nose up at my semen as she did.
"It's ok sweetie, I promise it won't be that bad."
She glanced me a doubtful look, but as I gave her a warm smile she put the tip of her little finger in her mouth and sucked off the sticky liquid. I got instantly hard again watching her taste my cum for the first of many times. A pleasantly surprised look spread over her face as she tasted my seed.
"It tastes a little sweet," she said with a smile lifting up her now almost permanently red cheeks and proceeded to lick the rest of her fingers clean. I couldn't help but be proud of her, cum wasn't even an acquired taste for her, she'd be an insatiable slut in no time.
I gazed lovingly at her as she dutifully cleaned off her pale little hand. "We should get cleaned off, don't you think sweetheart?"
"ok," she said, looking up from her hand "do you want to get in the shower first?"
"No" I said with laugh "we'll shower together, after all I still need to see those cute little tits of yours," I said, pinching her nipple through her shirt. And I didn't think it was possible, but her face and the top of her chest turned an even deeper shade of red at my words, I suspect because she was self conscious about her breasts. Her boobs were very small, I'm not sure she even owned a bra, and although I wouldn't have my darling little girl any other way, she had showed before that despite her innocence she was aware of certain societal pressures on girls her age and had the capacity for crushing self consciousness about areas in which she (mistakenly) believed she was less than perfect.
I decided to change the subject and tackle her shyness later. "And," I said "you need to take care of daddy's cock again," motioning down to my member, still hard from watching her savor my creamy cum, "and daddy wants to fool around with you in the shower," I said as I nuzzled her neck, eliciting a cute little giggle from my daughter.
"Let's go," I said, standing up in front of her, my throbbing cock standing menacingly just inches from her face. As she stood up, she seemed to relax a little and her inquisitiveness returned.
"Are we always gonna shower together from now on daddy?" she asked as we headed to the bathroom.
"We don't have to baby, but if you want to be a good girl for daddy we should spend as much time as possible together so you can take care of my cock, that's your job now, and the shower is a great place to make daddy feel good."
She looked at me and smiled "ok daddy," she said, her voice eager and eyes beaming. And just like that my word was gospel, upon telling her that her purpose was to service me sexually, something that most girls would receive... negatively, she smiled, squeezed my arm, leaned into me sweetly and lovingly and accepted that that was the way it was going to be from now on. I don't know if my suspicion of her being naturally submissive was correct or if it was just that she didn't know any better, but this submissive role genuinely seemed to make her happy, she wanted to be my girl, my good girl, and do anything she could to make me happy. And if my devious plans for her made her as content as possible, that would just be the icing on the cake, and I was truly beginning to think that being my darling little slut would make her happier than anything else in the world could.
