Daddys Greedy Princess Pt 03

All characters depicted in this work are aged 18 years or over. Intended for adult audiences only.

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"We must be the only eighteen-year-old virgins left in this stupid town."

I roll my eyes at that. "I highly doubt that."

"Well it sure feels that way!" huffs my best friend, Kitty. "Everyone else in our year was busy getting it on while we were stuck at the library, studying our asses off. It's not fair."

It takes everything in me to refrain from pointing out that, actually, I'm definitely not virginal any longer. Kitty and I are best friends, but I doubt even she would be able to handle the fact that it was my own daddy who took my virginity only months ago, and has been fucking me regularly since.

"I don't think we're missing much," I say, breezily. "Teenaged boys are disgusting, anyway. I wouldn't let one put his dick anywhere near me, let alone in me, at least until he learns how to last more than twenty seconds."

Kitty giggles at that, and I grin. Since finals, the two of us haven't spent much time together, so we're having an old-fashioned sleepover to unwind a little. My mom is at some work function until late, and Daddy is reading downstairs. He fucked me only this morning, when Mom was in the shower, but I'm still wet and hungry for him, as always.

Part of me just wants to say 'fuck it', go downstairs, ride Daddy into the reading chair, and not give a damn if Kitty happens to see.

But I also love her dearly, so I'm not about to risk our friendship by exposing her to the filthy, taboo relationship I've built with my own daddy.

So, Kitty and I are curled up in a pile of blankets and pillows, watching some trashy movie from the nineties, snacks all around us, our limbs tangled together under the quilts. In the glow of the fairy lights pinned up around my room, I feel warm and safe enough that my body is starting to prepare itself for, ah, other activities.

I look across at Kitty, who's still pouting even as she watched the film. I don't quite understand why she's still a virgin; she's certainly gorgeous enough to have any guy she wants. She's shy, though, and inexperienced enough to not know when she's the target of flirtation, so maybe that's it. She and I have similarly slim builds, although she has bigger boobs than me - something I've always envied her for. She has sky-blue eyes, long lashes, soft pale skin, and caramel-colored hair that hangs in waves to her waist.

"Can we take a selfie?" I ask, a rather wicked idea popping into my head as I survey my best friend's beauty.

She blinks, but shrugs. "Sure. Put a filter on it, though, because I'm not wearing make-up."

"Oh my God, shut up," I laugh, shoving her playfully. "You're stunning and you know it."

I take out my phone and angle the front towards us, and she smiles goofily at the screen. At the last second, I press my lips to her cheek in a wet kiss, and she shrieks with laughter as I snap a photo.

"I am definitely not stunning," she scoffs.

I quickly send the photo to Daddy's phone, adding the caption: 'Come upstairs soon, but be extra quiet! I want Daddy to watch something ;)'.

I throw my phone to the side and round on Kitty, frowning at her tone. "Kitty, you're literally the most beautiful girl I know. Don't put yourself down like that."

"You're just saying that," she grumbles, fingers picking at the blanket's edge.

I've never been attracted to my best friend - or any girl, really - in this way, but for some reason, tonight I am. Maybe Daddy has awakened something in me, something sensual that has never had the time to shine. Maybe it's just because it's Kitty, because she truly is special, and I want to make her feel that way. I want her to experience a little of what I have, thanks to Daddy. I want to pamper her, and pleasure her, and show her what she's missing.

And if Daddy happens to see us and enjoy himself ... well, that's an added bonus.

"Kitty," I whisper, bringing my fingertips to her chin and tilting her gaze to look at me. I hope she can see the desire in my eyes. "If we're both needy...why don't we do something about it?"

She looks a little dazed, her cheeks dusted with pink. "W-what do you -?"

"If you're worried about being inexperienced," I tell her in that same soft tone, "maybe I can help you. I've been with more guys; I can show you what it feels like. Only if you want, though." I swallow, and gain a little courage. "Let me show you how gorgeous you are."

She looks down at my lips, visibly swallows, and then nods, short and sharp.

"O-okay," she breathes. And then I kiss her.

Kissing Kitty is ... very different to kissing Daddy. Daddy is all about control, his tongue lashing mine and keeping me in his hold until he's done with me. It gets me hot like nothing else, the taste of my daddy's lips and mouth.

But Kitty is soft, and sweet, and obviously new to this game. I press my lips to hers gently, and she lets out a moan that makes me think she's been wanting this for a while. She tastes like the candy we've been eating non-stop for an hour, and it's delicious. After a moment of adjustment, she opens her mouth to me, and I lick her lips, meeting her cautious tongue with a tenderness Daddy only shows me when he isn't ravaging me. I lick her tongue, slow and hard, and then pull back a little.

"Good?" I ask.

She just nods, all starry-eyed, seeking my mouth out by her own volition for more.

Careful not to startle her too much, I ease my right leg over her lap to straddle her, ensuring Daddy might have a clear view of what I'm doing if he were to watch from my ajar bedroom door. Then, I meet her lips again, the two of us pressing into one another, her hands settling on my waist as I slide my fingers through her soft hair to tilt her head back further.

"Make as much noise as you want," I tell her, then wiggle down to kiss the spot on her neck that I know drives me wild.

"Y-your dad will hear," Kitty rasps as I lash at her skin with my tongue.

I snort internally, but just grin up at her. "Nah, he's all the way downstairs. Trust me."

Sure enough, she lets out a ragged moan at the feel of my lips and tongue working that spot, her hips instinctually bucking up under me, and I resist the urge to grin into her flesh. Is this how it is for Daddy? Does he feel this same sense of satisfaction when I react to his touch?

She keeps moaning, her fingers scrambling against me as I lap at her tender flesh, imitating what I'd likely do to her pussy if I were to eat her out. I soothe my hands over her shoulders and front, stopping just short of her round, heaving tits. When I glance down, I can see her nipples have hardened against the thin fabric of her tank top, and a flood of wetness fills my core. I've never had these urges, but it feels oddly natural, and the thought of Daddy watching from the shadows only has my cunt growing damper.

"Please," she repeats, weaker this time, her chest pressing into my hands in a desperate fashion.

"You want me to play with your tits?" I whisper against her skin.

"Yes!" she cries out, almost sobbing. God, she's so easy to rile up. Am I like this for Daddy? I've never thought about how good it feels to simply give up control, because I do it all the time for Daddy - it comes naturally. But now I realize what it must feel like for him, when I turn to putty in his big, strong hands and let him do whatever he wants to me.

It feels ... good.

"You're so fucking hot," I tell her as my hands go to her tits, weighing them in my palms before thumbing her stiff nipples. She moans again, the sound traveling straight to my drenched pussy, and I tighten up in response.

"Tell me if I go too far," I warn her, right before I pull her top down to let her sizable tits bounce free, my mouth immediately dipping down to suckle one of those perfect, pink nipples.

Kitty whimpers and whines, clutching my head to her breast as I lick and suck. I glance back at the door, and sure enough, I can see the outline of my beautiful Daddy just silhouetted against the shadows. I'm certain Kitty wouldn't notice him, but I know his size and the feel of his eyes on me.

I know he's watching.

I make sure my back in arched, my ass on full display for Daddy, and I'm sure he can see how soaked my pajama shorts are from his vantage point.

I kiss one nipple, then the other, heedless of Kitty's moans and sighs, the occasional buck of her hips, the way her hands naturally fall to my ass and touch me tentatively. When I catch her stare, her eyes are all but black with carnal desire, her pretty mouth open and wet.

"C'mere," I whisper, then bring my head back up to kiss her juicy lips, sloppily making out with her once more. She whimpers again, the way I do when Daddy won't give me what I want.

"I want to ... to help you, too," she admits softly, blushing a little.

I've never played with another girl like this before, but it feels incredible. It feels too easy to give into my urges, especially with my daddy's gaze on my back. His stare gives me the courage to ease Kitty's top back up over her perky tits, and hook my fingers into her waistband.

"How about we get naked, and see what happens? I bet it'd feel really good," I tell her with a toothy grin.

Kitty giggles and nods, before allowing me to roll her shorts down her toned legs and see my best friend's pussy for the first time.

She's beautiful. I have to wonder if my cunny looks like hers - pink and ripe and juicy, nice and shaved to allow me to look my fill. I lean back and ease her legs open further, revealing her soaked hole and swollen little clit.

"You next," she says shyly.

She doesn't have to ask twice!

I strip off my tank top and then my shorts, giggling the whole time with her, until we're both naked in our little nest of blankets and pillows. Again, the feel of her skin against mine as I kiss her again is different to Daddy's, but not in a bad way. Kitty is soft where he's hard, smooth where he's coarse, and an idea springs into my head as I roll her nipples between my fingers.

"Hey, I think I know how you can get practice with a guy," I say, as she rolls her hips under me, obviously desperate for some kind of relief.

"H-how?" she moans.

"What if I asked my daddy to help us out?" I ask her casually, as though it's not a big deal in the slightest.

Kitty blinks up at me. "Your dad?! No way, he'd never do it, even for you!"

I do snort this time. "We both know he's wrapped around my finger. Let's just say he did want it - what would you think?"

Kitty hums in thought as her eyes go to my juicy tits, then the bare, dripping slit between my legs. Her hands play with my hair, almost absentmindedly.

"I mean, he's really hot, so I wouldn't complain. But wouldn't that be, like, super weird for you?"

And there's the opening I needed all along. "Well ... I kinda have a secret. Do you promise not to tell anyone?"

"Of course." She nods, those big eyes sparkling up at me like the fairy lights around us.

I lean down her to ear, caressing her soft waist as I do so. "Daddy and I fooled around a few weeks ago."

Her gasp echoes around the room, but she doesn't immediately shove me off or shriek in disgust. Instead, her eyes grow even bigger. "You what!? Omigod, no way! You're making that up!"

I shrug. "You want me to get him in here to prove it?"

Kitty bites her lip, but that haze of lust is still clear on her face. "Only ... only if he won't freak out."

"Aw, Kitty," I coo, kissing her again, our tongues mingling lazily as I pet her hair. "I promise, he'll be totally cool with it. Trust me. And if he does freak out, I'll let you lend my designer handbag for the rest of the year."

She giggles again at that, and I know I've won this.

We make out for a long moment, and I wonder if I should call out for my daddy to come up here, or--

"Hey, girls, I just wondered if you wanted--"

Kitty and I freeze at the sound of the door opening, and when I look over, there's my handsome, strong Daddy in the doorway, looking at the two of us like he's seen a ghost. He's such a good actor!

"Um," Kitty squeaks.

"Oh, good, Daddy, you're here," I say quickly. "Kitty and I need help."

To his credit, Daddy doesn't look like someone who's been spying on his daughter making out with her best friend for the past twenty minutes, nor does he openly gawk at our entwined, naked bodies. "What do you need help with, sweetheart?"

"We're horny," I say with a bratty pout.

"I can see that," he says with a chuckle, which makes Kitty squeak again. I pet her hair again to soothe her. "What do you want me to do about it, hm?"

"Daddyyyy," I whine, because I know he's just being deliberately obtuse.

He laughs again, and steps into the room to sit on my bed, so he's now perched above us. Kitty is entirely frozen under me, her eyes huge with anxiety.

"Okay, okay," he concedes. "How about you do to Kitty what I did to you the other week, hm? Maybe that will help her relax a bit."

He must see the naked hunger on my face, because his smile widens. Kitty, on the other hand, seems still convinced he's about to yell at us for doing any of this, because she hides behind my hair when I try and ease her down onto the blankets.

"What are you gonna do?" she whispers.

"I'm gonna lick your pussy until you cum, if that's okay with you," I whisper back with a wink.

"You ... you'd do that? For me?" she asks in a small voice.

I click my tongue. "I told you, you're beautiful, Kitty. I'd love to eat you out. Daddy doesn't mind, do you, Daddy? Seeing as it was your idea."

Daddy rolls his eyes good-naturedly. "Show me, baby girl. Daddy wants to see how well you remember what I did."

I don't waste any more time, because I'm a bit scared Kitty might call the whole thing off if I hesitate any longer. I kiss my way down her beautiful body, holding her gaze the whole way, and open her legs once more, knees apart so her soaked core is exposed to me and Daddy.

Just like Daddy did to me all those weeks ago, I push Kitty's hips back and dive down to feast on her cunt, ignoring the squeal of delight she gives as I do so. My tongue laps at her stiff little clit. My fingers hold her juicy lips apart so I can eat her out more easily, and God, she's delicious! I slurp and lash at her with all my might, until I'm basically making out with my best friend's cunny.

Meanwhile, Kitty is squirming and moaning, hands on the back of my head and pushing me further into her slit.

"Play with her poor little clit, baby," Daddy instructs, and fuck, it's hot to hear him order me around like that. I do as he says, my fingers strumming her button with increased frequency until she's gushing into my mouth, her moans growing louder and louder. "That's it, Kitty. Come whenever you need to. My baby will help you through it."

Fuck, I think I'm dripping onto the blankets by now.

Kitty calls out my name, and suddenly, that's all it takes for her to tip over the edge. I can feel her pulsing around my fingers and tongue, feel how utterly soaked she suddenly becomes as her pussy throbs in tandem with her ragged breaths. I lick her through it, and grin up at Daddy when I'm done, my mouth and chin covered in her cum.

"Good girls, both of you are so beautiful," Daddy praises. "C'mere, baby. Let me have a taste."

I crawl over to Daddy, who bends down to cup my face before kissing me, moaning at the taste of my best friend on my tongue. I know he must be hard as a rock, but I'm so worked up after my stunt with Kitty that I selfishly want to do anything to come next.

"Daddy, please," I groan, rubbing my thighs together. When I glance back, Kitty is watching us with those big eyes, mouth still agape, but she looks aglow with pleasure.

"Are you okay, Kitty?" Daddy asks in his rumbling voice.

Kitty nods, still slightly drunk post-orgasm. "I think I just flew to outer space."

Daddy and I laugh at that, and I think the sound gives her courage, because she crawls over to where I'm kneeling by Daddy's legs, and kisses me again, softer than Daddy. "Thank you," she says. "Can I, um, return the favor?"

"Yes please!" I say eagerly, and look up at Daddy. "Will you show Kitty how you finger me, Daddy?"

"Of course, sweetheart. Come sit on my lap, so Kitty can see." I climb up onto his lap, facing Kitty, and revel in the way her face is awash with pleasure and excitement.

Daddy sucks a mark into my neck, which makes me hump his lap instinctively. His big, calloused hands come around to play with my tits, pinching at my nipples as he sucks. I pant, and look down at Kitty. "Daddy always starts by playing with my titties and kissing me. Don't settle for a guy who just dives his fingers right in there, because you won't be wet and ready for him."

"That's right, baby," Daddy agrees. "We always have to warm you up to get that pussy nice and wet, otherwise it might hurt."

He helps me spread my kneeling legs before dipping a hand into my sticky cunt, swirling his fingers around my slit until I'm whining and moaning, and holds them out to Kitty. "This is how wet you should be, Kitty, before you let anyone finger you. Especially if it's your first time."

"O-okay," she whimpers, eyes glued on where he's lazily rubbing at my pussy. I wonder if she wants him to do that to her, but feel a bit possessive at the thought of my sweet daddy touching another girl's pussy like this.

Daddy gives me no warning - he just spears me with two fingers, and holds me up by the throat as I thrash against him. Fuck! He always stretches me out so good!

"Now, I'm going to show you a trick, Kitty," he tells her. "If you curl your fingers into a slight hook, and press forward--"

"EEK!" I squeal as Daddy finds my special spot with deadly accuracy.

Daddy laughs. "Let's see what happens when I hit that spot over and over, hmm? Wanna show Kitty how you squirt, baby girl?"

I don't have the chance to answer - all I can do is hold on to his strong arms and cry out in pleasure as he quickly finger-fucks my g-spot, the squelching sound of my hungry cunt echoing around my bedroom.

"It's okay, Kitty," I hear him say, "she loves it, I promise."

When I manage to glance down, Kitty is only a handspan away from my core, mouth slightly open. "C-can I...?"

"Go ahead, kitten. If you lick her little clit, I'll make her come into your mouth."

With that, Kitty dives forward and wraps her lips around my swollen button, as though she can't resist it any more. The feel of her tongue lashing against my clit, along with Daddy's incessant fucking of my soaked core, is too good to be real.

One minute, I'm climbing to the edge, and the next, I'm tumbling into oblivion with an ear-piercing scream of delight.

Liquid gushes out of my cunt, right into Kitty's mouth, as Daddy slaps at my pussy to encourage more and more spray, and tears run down my face as the ecstasy rolls through me. I slump in his hold while Kitty continues to lap between my legs like a hungry kitten.

"You were perfect - both of you," Daddy tells us, petting both of our hair. "Do you feel better?"

"Mm," I say with a hazy nod. "But now I wanna make you feel better, Daddy."

"Oh little one, it's okay, Daddy can go and take care of--"

"Nooo," I whine, grinding back on him. "I wanna show Kitty how to suck cock!"

Both of them suck in a breath at my words, and I grin in triumph when Kitty nods up at me.

Daddy mutters something about us being the death of him as I clamber off his lap and join Kitty at his feet on the floor, kissing her again, long and hard, in thanks for helping me come so hard.

"Here, you can watch, and join in if you want," I tell her, unzipping Daddy's chinos and helping to spring him free of his boxers. Kitty gasps again, and I don't blame her - Daddy is huge. Thick and fat and long, with pearls of pre-cum already beading at his mushroom head. I quickly lick those drops away, then hold his cock out for Kitty to see properly.