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KittenPuss
CHAPTER 1
I have always been daddy's little girl in every respect. Always made honor
roll at school and never got into any serious trouble. My father has always
been my hero and I wanted him to be proud of my achievements. So on my 17th
birthday I was absolutely giddy when I came home to a surprise party and a
brand new convertible with a giant ribbon on its hood. It was the second
happiest day of my life.
I danced and drank into the night and felt free and relaxed. The end of my high
school career was in sight and the freedom of college was just around the
corner. My father beamed with pride and proposed several toasts "to Susan, my
beautiful little girl." He was getting a little maudlin after four or five
scotches and I was a little relieved when he finally said his good byes and
called it a night.
My friends and I continued to party late into the night. And when I party, I
drink. And when I drink, I get a little horny. Well actually not a little horny,
but A LOT horny. What better way to finish off the perfect day than with good
sex. I looked through the crowd gave my boyfriend Ted our usual nod and knowing
wink. He smiled and led me back into the house and silently crept up the stairs
to my room as we had a hundred times before.
I could already feel my juices leaking between my thighs as we entered my
darkened bed room. I have a very strong libido and have always been consumed by
exploring ways to heighten erotism. I consider myself to be an educated, modern
women who believes that sex (especially kinky sex) is natural and healthy. So
when Ted introduced me to wonders of sexual role play I embraced it with zeal.
"Are we going to tape tonight?" Ted asked huskily as he lowered me back
into my bed.
"Only if you can think of a really hot story line. Otherwise I'm way too horny
to waste time being silly." I smiled into the darkness. Ted and I started video
taping our love making when we first met. At first it was just an exhibitionist
thing. But when we experimented with role play we found video taping to be
incredibly hot. Over the past eighteen months we have developed elaborate
scenarios, intricate plots and bizarre characters. We now have over one hundred
sessions detailing our own privately depraved XXX soap opera.
Ted turned on the small night light by my bed. In the soft light he reached over
and adjusted the video camera.
"OK I've been thinking about a good one. Remember that speeding ticket you got
a few months back? Let's play that you are the beautiful drunk nymphomaniac
coed and you're desperately enticing the strong duty bound cop out arresting
you for DUI?"
"Too routine..." I sighed and started to diddle myself out of boredom. "How
about..." I smiled picking up the pace of my masturbation. ..".I'm the innocent
coed and you force me into wickedly depraved acts."
Ted smiled back and switched on the camera. The little red light on the video
camera came on signaling the beginning of our play.
"Young lady, I noticed you were weaving a bit. Have you been drinking tonight?"
he said in his best local sheriff drawl.
"Yes sir. But I'm not drunk, honest. Please let me go..." I pleaded earnestly.
"Ma'am, step out of the car and walk a straight line." I try to comply and sway
slightly as I walk the imaginary line. "Now close your eyes, tilt your head back
and stretch your arms out to your sides."
I stood there motionless for several long seconds, waiting in anticipation with
my eyes closed. My eyes opened when I felt his strong hands push me to my knees.
I blinked and tilted my head in exaggerated confusion. Slowly he unbuckled his
pants as my gaze found his crotch.
"Keep your eyes closed and stay on your knees," he commanded as he withdrew his
growing manhood.
"Oh god no oh please don't do this..." I started to sob convincingly. "Please
god help me don't do this, don't rape me oh god..." My protests became a
desperate panic as he tried to force his hard cock into my mouth. "No please
don't....don't do this." I turned my face away from his assaulting member. After
several minutes of unsuccessful struggle he became highly frustrated.
Ted reached under the bed and retrieved a pair of handcuffs from our secret box
of props. He spun me around and handcuffed me. With a strong grasp around my
waist he bent me over the bed and spread my legs wide with his feet. He roughly
stuck his face under my raised ass and began tongue fucking my swollen pussy
from behind. "Please god no...no...." I cried out over and over for several
minutes as he continued lapping my slit. Then slowly my cries settled into sobs.
Then I grew silent and focused on the feeling of the tongue lapping into my
slit. Then very softly, I began to moan.
"Look! you're startin' to like it you little slut. I taste your juices." he said
huskily between laps my moans grew a little louder. When he sucked my clit into
his mouth I gasped a barely audible "oOOooOo." His tongue darted on my clit and
I could feel an orgasm building. I started to rock my hips ever so slightly.
Then he suddenly stopped.
He pulled me back onto my knees and stared down into my eyes. He was breathing
heavily and I could see that his face was glazed with my juices. He grabbed my
hair and pulled my head back forcing me to look up at him. His cock stood erect
close to my cheek.
"This is the situation young lady." He continued to pull tightly on my hair. "I
can tell you fancy me a bit. I'm not a selfish man and we can both have a really
hot time here if you just stop with you with your silly fussin'. If you want me
to continue lickin that lovely little juice box of yours, I want you to show me
that you want it. Now what's it gonna be?"
For a long minute he held my gaze as he stared down at me in silent expectation.
His big cock ever present near the side of my face. Hesitantly, without breaking
my lock with his eyes, I opened my mouth and sucked his cock deep into my mouth.
His hips began to buck in rhythm with my head movements.
"That's a good little girl. You like suckin' cock? You want me to cum in
your mouth?"
I moaned a little and picked up my pace.
"Answer me or I won't lick you down there again."
"Yes" I said and immediately went back to work on his cock.
"Yes what? Tell me what you want." he forced me to look up at him by pulling
back hard on my hair.
"I want it. I want you to lick my pussy until I come. I want you to come in my
mouth and I want to force me to swallow every last drop. Then I want you to fuck
me. I want you to fuck me hard from behind over and over again until your cum
runs down my legs."
We went through every one of those delicious actions. After I was done sucking
Ted's cock he fucked me so long that I could feel the skin on my legs actually
start to tighten as the coating of cum began to dry. All the while the video
camera captured our lust.
CHAPTER 2
I awoke the next morning a very satisfied and a little sore. A smile crept
across my face as I replayed the nights activities in my minds eye. Ted left
many hours ago but I could still smell his sex in the room. I love that smell.
I got out of bed and took the video cassette out of the camera. I began to write
the details of this particular session on the outside of the box so I can add it
to my collection: DOMINATE COP/YOUNG GIRL includes forced slut seduction,
handcuffs, oral, cum shots, doggy style.
Deep in my walk-in closet I located the large chest where I keep my secret
tapes. I removed the stacks of boxes I use to conceal my hiding place and
surveyed the hundred or so tapes. I placed it in there amongst all those
special intimate recordings of my deepest fantasies. As I stared at all the
descriptions I smiled to myself. I have it all: good girl by day and unabashed
psycho slut by night.
I closed the lid, dawned my a clean white cotton robe and headed down to the
kitchen to make my daddy a gourmet breakfast fit for a king. I love nurturing
daddy. Ever since my bitch mom divorced him and ran away with her therapist
three years ago, I've relished taking on the role of lady of the manor. He's my
hero after all and I want to show him how much he means to me.
I doubt if dad will ever marry again. Hell, he has a hard enough time just
getting a date. It's not that he's unattractive. Quite the opposite, he has
everything most women desire. He's wealthy, clean cut professional, considerate
and strong. I think the slight graying at his temples really makes him look
distinguished and worldly. But, he's a workaholic and seems to be too set in his
ways to start any serious romantic endeavors.
Coffee, juice, toast, fresh fruit pouched eggs all laid out and awaiting my
hero. "Daddy breakfast is ready" I called out down the hallway.
"Morning kitten puss." He pulled up to the table and began to read the business
section of the newspaper. Same morning routine as it's been since I can
remember. I love that about him, so stable and always there for me.
"Thanks so much for the car and the party daddy. It was the best day of my
life."
"Sweetheart, you mean the world to me and I love to make you happy. Just don't
get any speeding tickets and you'll make me even more proud."
"I promise daddy. Can I take the car to visit Julia for the weekend?"
"Sure kitten puss. It's your car but be careful. And if you're going to
spend the weekend at her college I want you to promise me that you won't
drink and drive."
"I promise daddy." I was so happy. I had made plans to visit my best friend
Julia at her college for the weekend. She is going to flip when she sees my new
wheels. Next year I'll be attending the same college and I love to visit and
scout all the cute boys.
"Daddy, do you have any plans for the weekend?"
"I think I'll play a little golf on Sunday," he answered absent mindedly from
over his paper. I worry about him and what his life will be like without me in
the house.
The rest of the day I spent preparing for my weekend adventure at college. As
usual, I over packed bringing every sexy outfit and pair of high heals I thought
I might need to grab the attention of cute college boys. It was so exciting to
think that this weekend will be a taste of my life for the next four years. I
wanted everything perfect.
Late in the afternoon I set out for on three hour drive to see Julia. I was so
excited that I had already driven an hour before I realized I forgot my purse
and cell phone back at the house. "Shit shit shit!" I turned the car around and
started to retrace my route.
It was already dark by the time I returned home. I went around to the side
entrance door and was relieved to find it unlocked. Straight up the back stairs
I jogged when sounds from the hallway caught my attention. I stopped my ascent
up the stair spiral case and made a bee line for hallway. "Daddy?" I called out.
I walked down the hallway to find an open door to the master bedroom and walked
directly to the entrance. What I saw froze me in my tracks. My daddy was naked
on his bed. His head was turned towards the television and was oblivious to my
presence. As my mind digested the situation I realized that he was masturbating.
His hand was frantically pulling at his cock and he was gyrating his hips.
Then I heard my own voice speak out. I realized the source of my voice was
coming from the television in the room. Everything was in slow motion as if
moving in liquid. I stared at the television that my father was watching and saw
myself naked with Ted's cock in my mouth. "I want you to cum in my mouth..." I
heard myself say. It was the video I made last night. My eyes went back to my
father naked on the bed.
"Yes my beautiful slut angel. You want to suck daddy's dick," he spoke to the
television, his hand rhythmically pulling at his hard cock. My eyes went back to
the television and I saw myself deep throat Ted's cock. All the strength left my
legs and I slowly buckled onto the floor. "That's my little cum slut. Suck cock
and daddy will give you a warm wet gooey surprise..." my father spoke to my
image on the television.
I could hear my heart beating in my ears. I was paralyzed for several minutes.
My father's monologue continued, "You're beautiful and you're daddy's little
whore... you want daddy's big cock jammed in your tight little cunt don't
you...." I could hear his hand slapping away at his cock. I could hear myself
moan on the television and I could hear Ted's balls slapping into my ass as he
fucked me.
I was almost comatose with horror. I sat there leaning against the wall
hypnotised by the horror. I slowly crawled out of the room. I didn't regain my
feet until I was at my car. I just wanted to get away, far away. I started the
car and drove away into the night.
I was mortified. Tears ran down my cheeks as I drove and it felt like I had a
tennis ball sized lump in my throat. How could he invade my privacy like this?
Why would he he go through my belongings? How could I ever look him in the eyes
again? I will never again be Daddy's little girl.
The image of my father masturbating popped back into my mind and I had to pull
to the side of the road for fear of crashing. There I sat reliving the entire
scene in my head. "You're beautiful and you're daddy's little whore... you want
daddy's big cock jammed in your tight little cunt don't you..." he said through
grit teeth. Slap slap slap his hand pistoned into a blur over his rigid cock. It
was so sick. But god help me, I was getting wet.
I sat there by the side of the road and replayed the scenario but with a
different ending. This time I imagined that I undressed and walked into that
bedroom as my Daddy was jerking off to my videotape. This time I quickly climbed
on top of him and jammed his hard cock into my cunt. He would probably struggle
a little out of shock and surprise but I would hold him tightly and hump down
into his cock until he gave in.
I drifted out of the fantasy to see my legs bent up onto the dashboard of the
car. My hands were under my skirt with two fingers rubbing my clit. As my orgasm
approached I imagined my father looking down into my eyes as he fucked me. "Yes
Daddy Yesss Daddy fuck me Daddy..." I yelled out into the car as my finger
tugged at my clit.
I had masturbated myself to three orgasms after I allowed myself to be excited
by the prospect of having sex with my Daddy. Sitting in that car I worked my
pussy into a wet lather. All the time I kept my mind fixed on the image of my
father fucking me. All my conflicting emotions did an instantaneous flip flop.
The depravity of the situation fueled the fires of my lust into an explosion. I
now knew that nothing could stop me from tasting Daddy's cum.
I drove back onto the road and started to plot the ramifications of my destiny.
Would this act ruin our relationship? How would I even manage to become his
lover? Simply because Daddy was masturbating to a fantasy doesn't mean that he
would ever actually pursue it in real life.
I would need a plan that would allow me to both embolden his lust as well as
assure him that he would be doing me no harm. Further, I wanted to be a true
lover to my father. Perhaps it's even possible that this act could bring us
closer than we have ever been before. Lust and love mixed into one, and I began
to form a plan. I turned the car back home once again.
CHAPTER 3
After a half an hour of driving I made several phones calls. I called Julia to
tell her I couldn't come up this weekend. I called Daddy to tell him I changed
my mind about visiting Julia and that I was returning home. And I called Ted to
tell him to be available for a role play session tonight. As I realized that the
pieces of my plan would lead to my Daddy's cock, I began to diddle myself to yet
another orgasm.
Finally I pulled into the driveway for the second time tonight. I turned the car
off and sat there staring at the front door. I ran through each step of my plan
in my mind:
Videotape a special session with Ted that features a Daddy/daughter story line.
Ted doesn't need to know what this is all about. I'll simply tell him it's just
another of my twisted fantasies. At the end of the tape I will tape a monologue
to my Daddy. I will tell him that I know he wants to make love to me and that I
want this too. I will try to assuage any fears but let him know that this must
happen. For if it doesn't, I will be unable to live in that house knowing that
he wants me sexually. Then I'll leave the tape in the same hiding place where he
retrieved my last tape.
I walked into the house making a concentrated effort to act normal. "Hiya
Daddy," I yelled down the hall. "Hiya Kitten Puss," came back from the same room
where my father was yanking his cock earlier. It was soooo delicious to secretly
know the lust in my Daddy's heart. "Act normal," I repeated the montra to myself
as I walked down the hall and into his room to greet him.
I stopped just inside his door. There he was lying on top of his bed, in his
robe, nonchalantly reading a book. A tall glass of scotch was on the night stand
and a lit cigarette was in the ash tray. My Daddy relaxing after his imaginary
fuck session with his precious little girl. To know that my daddy wants to cum
in my mouth and treat me like a slut. My knees got a little weak and a warm
tingle flared in my pussy. God this was soooo delicious.
He looked at me from over his reading glasses. "You ok Kitten Puss?" I ran over
and playfully hopped into bed with him.
"Hiya Daddy," I said, snuggling up to him.
"What's the matter baby? Why didn't you go to Julia's?"
"I'm just a little tired after my birthday party. I made plans to visit her next
week." I was hyper aware of the sound of my own voice and my heart pounding as I
lay against his side. It's a good thing I didn't have a buzz or I would have
raped him right then and there. My juices were flowing and my pussy felt as if
it was vibrating.
I lay still next to him for several minutes feigning innocent relaxation. And
Daddy went back to his book pretending to read. I was struck with the urge to do
a little teasing. I climbed across his chest and reached out to his night stand
for the glass of scotch. I took a long drink and was aware of my breasts
pressing against his chest. Then I slowly replaced the glass and daintily pulled
a cigarette out of his pack.
"What's got into you?" he chuckled.
"I just feel like indulging a little bit tonight Daddy."
"I don't approve of you smoking and I if you want to drink I don't want you
driving anywhere."
"I won't Daddy," I responded. My voice was slightly husky and I thought I caught
a glimmer of knowing in my father's eyes. I defiantly lit my cigarette and
slowly retreated from the room. I could almost feel his gaze on my ass. Had I
gone too far?
I had two drinks in me when Ted finally showed up. I needed the buzz to make me
brave for the life-altering plot I was about to hatch. I explained every
elaborate detail of the session I wanted to tape tonight. ..".Oh yeah I almost
forgot. Be sure to call me Kitten Puss," I added. Ted tilted his head like the
RCA dog and stared at me.
"What the hell is with up with this?" he asked. I stared back at him and crossed
my arms showing my resolve. "OK OK whatever turns you on. If I didn't know any
better I'd call you a sex freak," he giggled.
He flipped on the camera as I position myself on the center of the bed. I was
dressed in a red silk teddy, garter belt, and high heels. Ted climbed in bed
next to me. He put on a pair of reading glasses, took a sip from a glass of
scotch from beside the bed, and read a book. I snuggled up next to him and we
remained like that for several minutes.
I became very aware of the camera. I knew my Daddy would be watching this tape.
My Daddy would be pulling at his cock as he watched his little girl act like a
slut. He would surely know that I was reenacting the way I had laid next to him
in his bed. I felt radioactive with lust. My Daddy would soon know that I wanted
to be his lover. My Daddy was watching me and that camera was his eyes.
I leaned over Ted's chest and reached for the glass of scotch just as I had with
my real Daddy.
"What's got into you?" he asked.
"I just feel like indulging a little tonight Daddy."
"Does my precious girl want Daddy to fuck her?"
"Yes Daddy." My hand went down into Ted's robe and slowly stroked his cock. Ted
rolled me over onto my back and slid his cock into my mouth. Back and forth my
eyes alternated between Ted's gaze and the camera. I slid two fingers into my
pussy and adjusted my position so the camera could get a view.
"That's Daddy's baby girl. Suck my cock. Suck Daddy's cock and he'll give a
special treat right in your mouth." My pussy was making a loud sloshing sound as
I started stabbing my fingers faster into my wet cunt. Ted had a handful of my
hair and was pulling my head into his cock. "Isn't it fun to play grown up
Kitten Puss?"
After several minutes of this action I removed my mouth from Ted's cock and
slowly turned my head towards the camera. I continued to finger fuck myself and
started slowly stroking Ted's cock. With a low voice I spoke directly into the
camera: "Daddy I want it too." With that Ted came on my face. Without blinking I
kept staring into that camera as gooey cum shot all over my face. "I want it
too..." I repeated.
I flipped off the camera and gave Ted a long kiss. "Thanks. I'll call ya
tomorrow."
"That's it? Just wam bam, thanks?"
"I just wanted a quicky and now I want to get some sleep. I'll make it up to ya
I promise." I gave an apologetic smile and pout. "You sex freak" he giggled and
gave me a peck on the cheek. He gathered up his close and made his way out.
There was a lot of work ahead of me. I had another scotch and smoked a cigarette
as I contemplated my next step. I cleaned up and reapplied my makeup. With a
little trepidation I flipped the camera back on and began the hardest part of my
plan. I spoke directly into the camera:
"Daddy? I know you are watching this. I know that you found my private tapes.
Daddy, I saw you masturbating while watching my tape. I heard you call me your
little slut. Daddy, I want to be your lover very very much. I have given this a
lot of thought. I want you to know that could be something beautiful that we can
share. I want you to know that this could bring us closer together and that we
can still continue to have our great father and daughter relationship.
But Daddy, if you don't take me, if we don't follow through with this, I will
not be able to stay in this house. I will not be able to remain your little girl
with this...this unfulfilled sexual tension between us. It would make me
miserable to live like that. We can make this a wonderful experience. Please
take me Daddy.
As you watch this I will be waiting for you. I lied about going to Julia's.
Daddy, I'm right up the stairs and very horny. I waiting for you in the
guest bedroom."
I flipped the camera back off and retrieved the cassette. On the box I wrote
"OUR BEAUTIFUL SECRET" I walked it back into my closet and placed it on top of
all my other tapes.
The week crept by. I kept busy avoiding all but the most casual conversations
with Daddy. It seemed like it took forever for Friday to arrive. Several times I
questioned my decision to follow through with this. There was so much at risk.
Would I ruin our relationship? Would I hurt my daddy? The memory of my father
masturbating to my tape answered my questions. After all, I probably inherited
this wonderfully warped libido from him!
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