Daddys Spoiled Girl

I tiptoed into my parents' room. It was the middle of the night, and if my Mom woke, she'd send me back to my room. If my Daddy caught me, he'd sigh, as he always did and reluctantly wave me in.

I know I'm a Daddy's spoiled girl and so does he.

I knew it was strange to do so at my age, but I still crawled into bed with my parents some times when I had nightmares. At 18 years old, I would be mortified if it got out in my high school, but who would ever know. Besides my parents had a huge California King I could fit on.

Peeling away the sheets and covers I sneaked under them and into the bed, crawling between my Mom and dad. They slept on opposite sides of the bed. Backs facing one another. Smiling, satisfied with my achievement, I lay on my back between them, getting my head comfy on the pillow. That was until Daddy turned around to sleep facing me.

My breath caught in my throat because as he turned, his big strong hand fell on my belly. His eyes were still closed, but his hand was getting awfully handsy down there. he rubbed up and down on my forearm, hooked his fingers under my hips, and even pulled me toward him.

Does he think I'm Mom? Should I say something--no, then Mom would wake and kick me out of the bed.

Daddy rested his chin on my shoulder, his forehead touching my cheek, and he slept for a minute. His long deep breaths slipped under my loose spaghetti strapped tank top, wetting my cleavage with his hot breath. His body was like a furnace that melted my icy cold skin. I bit my lip and briefly imagined sleeping like this every night and how nice it was to be held. Then his hand began to wander again.

Under the covers, Daddy's fingers rubbed up and down my smooth thighs and I had butterflies in my belly. I knew it was wrong but the house fantasy I had in my head continued.

What if Mom was gone and this just how Daddy and I slept every night. I could cook. I could clean. I could... do other things Daddy needs...

When Daddy's hand slipped between my thighs and started weasling them apart I gasped silently, staring at the ceiling as his fingers cupped my inner thigh and rubbed up to my crotch. His calloused middle finger teased and rubbed my slit through my panties before circling up to my clit.

My mouth hung open as I took short stagnant breaths. Unsure of what to do.

Should I stop him? should I tell Mom? Should I leave? What... what if I do nothing? It can't be my fault if I do nothing, right?

But it certainly felt guilty when my pussy began to get moisten to the point that my underwear was wet. Daddy's eyes were still closed as his fingering became more deliberate. His finger pressed harder and rubbed faster. Little squeaks escaped my lips. I covered my mouth with one hand, continuously stealing looks at the back of my Mom's head.

I'm going to be in so much trouble--but God... why does Daddy's hand feel so good?

"D... Dad..." I whispered as my legs began to tremble and shake. My eyes flirted with rolling backwards and I was worried I couldn't control my moans as he fingered my clit to climax. "Daddy, I'm cum--I'm cumming..." I gasped, my knees turning inverted.

My body turned away from Daddy so I could bury my face into my pillow. Even still my screams felt loud to me. My entire body seized but thankfully, they slept on one of those foam beds so my Mom didn't even move.

Daddy turned with me, so he spooned my body, his hand fingered me relentlessly, even pulling my panties aside to shove two of his thick fingers inside my tight hole. I chewed on pillow as I felt Daddy's hot breath on the back of my neck and I felt something else back there. my second orgasm was even harder than my first. I was drooling into my pillow.

Then everything changed.

With a sudden aggressive vigor, Daddy yanked my panties down to my knees and I felt his hard, warm cock poke my butt. My eyes went wide and panic flooded my heart.

"Wait--Daddy! Daddy!" I whispered over my shoulder. "It--It's me. It's me. I'm not Mommy."

His other hand combed my long hair back behind my back like he did sometimes when he kissed me on my forehead.

"I know," he growled into my ear.

I felt the swollen head of his mean cock press on my pussy lips and work his way in from behind me. My eyes went wide as I turned quickly turned my face into the moist pillow to cryout.

"OhmygodDaddyyou'retoobig," I groaned into my pillow as I felt his cock stretch me as I pushed deeper inside.

His hand gripped the meat of my hips as he roughly fucked my pussy, bucking into me hard, using my tight wet cunt like a whores. The pillow swallowed most of my moans and just as the pain of his size subsided for pleasure and I felt my third orgasm building, he pulled out of me. I lifted my head from the pillow to protest, but Daddy gripped a fist full of my hair and pushed my face back toward the pillow. He did this simultaneous as I felt his cock return but not to my pussy.

"Daddy, wait! That's the wrong hole! That's--ahhhh!" I groaned into my pillow as I felt his cock force inside my butt hole. My teeth bit down hard on the pillow as his girth stretched my asshole wide. "Ughhh Daddy!" I panted into the pillow.

When Daddy started to fuck my ass, I screamed and moaned and cried out. the pillow was chewed to shreds, but God, I still felt the orgasm building. I had never came like this before. The intensity. The mix of pleasure and pain as my forty year old Daddy ruined my 18 year old asshole. His hand wrapped my hair around his fist like the reigns of a horse as he pounded me harder. His other hand reached around to fondle my breasts that had slipped from my pajamas.

Daddy pinched my nipples just right as his hard cock slid deeper inside me.

"D-Daddy--D-addy! I'm cumming!" I whined breathlessly as he growled in my ear. The orgasm struck just as I saw Mom begin to stir, but it was too late. Clenching my teeth around my pillow I muffled my many moans just as I felt Daddy stab his cock deep in my asshole and flex as he shot his cum deep inside his baby girl.

I laid there, flirting with unconsciousness from the flare of pain and the intensity of pleasure that wouldn't go away. I thought I was having a heart attack because the orgasm lasted so long. It relented finally when Daddy pulled out of my worn asshole. I breathed in staggard breaths, still waiting for Mom to turn and catch me.

His hand still clenching the reigns of my hair, Daddy lifted my face from the pillow by pulling back on it. he leaned over me and planted a kiss on my forehead.

"That's my good girl," he whispered.

Laying down, he quickly turned away and went under the covers. When Mom finally did turn to see me in their bed, I had pulled the covers up to my neck, hiding my exposed breasts, and pretended to be asleep.

"Ugh, what a spoiled Daddy's girl," I heard my Mom mutter at the sight of me in their bed. She turned away and went back to sleep.

I fought to keep the smirk off my lips as I felt Daddy's cum swimming between my butt cheeks.

What a spoiled Daddy's girl.