Frank Malone sat up in his bed with his heart racing. His cock was throbbing and the thought that had pushed him awake was of his daughter, Melissa...she had been riding him. She was kissing him softly all over his face and neck. Every stroke of her hips was accentuated by her lips. She was wrapped tightly around him, her smooth legs behind his back. She bottomed out on him and began swiveling her hips. She held onto the back of his neck with both of her tiny hands. She flexed her kegel muscles and went in for a kiss on his lips. As their tongues danced, she milked his cock and rode him slowly. She kept him within herself and shuddered as her next climax approached.
She kissed her way up to his ear and slipped in her tongue before whispering, "Cum inside me Daddy...I stopped taking the pill. You'll get me pregnant tonight for sure. We can make love all night long. I know you will cum Daddy...but please...let me have this one now...while we are...like this...I love you Daddy...Mmm...that's it Daddy...Oh...fuck!" his sweet little baby screamed.
This nightmare, he finally decided, is what had woken him up. He looked at the clock. It told him, in flashing neon green, it was 4 A.M. and the sun was far from rising. He got up and took a cold shower. He ignored the aching problem and let the cold water take the heat away. He was shivering by the time he got out and grabbed a towel. He decided he needed to run it out of him. He quickly got dressed for a night run and grabbed his phone before heading out quietly. He didn't want to wake up his Princess.
He slipped on his reflective running jacket and zipped it up to keep away the night chill. He grabbed his ear plugs and hooked up his phone. He found some quick tempo bebop jazz and hit the streets as fast as his feet could carry him.
He made it into the nearby hills and to the heights before the sun came up. He had pushed himself hard to earn the warm morning light. It felt rejuvenating as the first rays hit him from behind and the landscape below at the same time. He could see the city laid out below him. It looked quiet and peaceful. Then he saw something that surprised him. At the bottom of the road leading up the hill was a little pixie, bouncing around and trying to catch her breath. She must have really been moving to get that far so quickly. She hated hills though and would probably wait him out down below. His daughter made him proud but had lately begun to trouble his mind. By the time he made it to meet her, he was having even more trouble.
Melissa Malone had heard the door shut softly making her sit up in bed. She peaked out the window and saw her Daddy. He looked determined as he set off down the street. She knew where he was headed but didn't know if she could catch him in time. She grabbed her tightest sports bra and a loose shirt. Some runner's shorts and good socks plus shoes completed her outfit. She didn't bother with panties. She decided she didn't need them anymore. She put her hair in twin tails before brushing her teeth and heading out the door.
She was on the street and moving in minutes, the wind blowing her tails about. She was in a classical mood today and put on some Mozart. She danced as she warmed up her legs before she really picked up speed. She was racing the sun and almost beat it. She made it to the bottom of the hill but had to catch her breath once she arrived.
She found training on hills to be truly gruelling. She understood why her Daddy loved the challenge though. The sprint here had been a good warm up. She decided to stretch and try to relax. The hilltop was a frequent destination for runners and many college boys stopped to ogle her. One of them whistled as she bent over. Her pussy was so wet, she knew their hungry eyes were on her body. Their cocks getting stiff thinking about fucking her. Then she heard her Daddy shout. She had to place her palms flat on the ground to steady herself because her legs were shaking. She almost came from his voice again.
"Now the next one of you boys that whistles at my daughter better be ready to run...fast. Eyes front and on the hill. Where is your coach?" Frank said coldly.
A young scruffy looking man held up his hand. His cock was rock hard.
"You and your...boys...lack discipline," he said while glaring at all of them. "I'll be sure to talk to your head coach today. You boys might not recognize me, but my name is on half the records. When you get back, look me up. Now go...run up that hill before I change my mind," Frank said with a look of cold steel in his eyes. Their cocks shrivelled and they took off like rockets.
"You okay Princess?" Frank asked his daughter. She ran over to him and wrapped her arms around him in a big hug.
"I am now Daddy," she said into his chest. He hugged her back and smiled just feeling her warmth. He realized what time it was. "Don't you need to be getting ready for school, baby?" he asked her.
"Oh...I almost forgot. Can I spend the day with you instead? Kind of like a Daddy Daughter Day?" she asked sweetly and he couldn't refuse her.
"Okay, I'll call your school but we're sticking with my plan. I need to run Princess and I'm not going to stop until sundown. Still want to spend the day with me?" he asked her.
"Of course Daddy. I have lots of stamina," she said. The way she said it made him think of something else. He broke their hug, kissed her on the forehead and pulled out his phone. He called her school and told them he was taking his daughter for the day. She had to help him at work, to finish up his retirement. The school secretary said thank you and Frank told her goodbye.
"You ready Princess?" Frank asked his daughter.
