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Kaylee kicks her legs as she sits in her booster in the back seat. I can see the nervousness in her body language as I glance in the rearview mirror. I also see how adorable she looks in her unicorn t-shirt, frilly skirt, striped knee-high socks, and cowgirl boots.
"What's wrong, Princess?" I ask.
"What if they don't like me?" she asks, looking out the window, not meeting my gaze in the rearview mirror.
"What's not to like?" I smile.
"What if they think I'm dumb? Or ugly? Or weird?" Kaylee's lip quivers.
"Hey," I reach back between the seats to pat her leg. "It's going to be okay, Honey."
At the touch of her father's hand on her knee, Kaylee smiles.
"Promise?" she asks, turning to look at me. That innocent questioning face melts my heart.
"I promise."
Kaylee spreads her legs just a bit as she decides to trust my words. I respond by pushing my fingers up her thigh to the hem of her skirt.
"What would make you feel better for your first day of pre-K?"
Kaylee shakes her head. Her pony tails flap at her cheeks, making her close her eyes.
"You don't know?" I prod.
"I know," she whispers looking down. "But I'm afraid you'll say no because we're not at home."
My loins tighten. "Oh?" I ask. "Does Daddy's princess want something special? Does she need a cummie?"
"No, Daddy," she says.
"What?" I blurt out, surprised that she is turning down the chance to have her father bring her to orgasm. We have done it a few times in the car, me sitting in the back seat next to her, reaching up under her skirt to push my fingers into her folds and rub her little clit until she gasps for air. She loves getting off in the car. I suspect she already has a sense of the thrill of maybe getting caught. Chloe and I have warned her that we have to keep our family secret very secret or she and I will lose each other. But that thrill of looking out the window, watching cars go by as she cums on my fingers and her mom hums some tune on the radio, driving down the road -- Kaylee is already addicted to it. She's so much like her mother.
"I want Daddy's cummy," she says, shyly. "In my mouth." She opens her lips and points to her tongue to reiterate her point. The sight of her little mouth, open and wanting me makes my cock throb.
"Ohhh," I breath. "And why does my princess want that?"
Since she turned four, Kaylee seems to have developed a sense of my orgams and has begun to connect them to my desire for her. Chloe promised me she'd turn our daughter into a little slut who can't get enough of my cock. And, by god, she's certainly doing it.
"If I can taste you on my tongue all day, then it'll be like you're with me," she says so matter of factly, with the most innocent smile. "But we can't do that one in public," she sighs. "Even though I didn't get to eat Daddy cum on my cereal this morning."
Oh, the guilt trip. I smile, even as I feel bad.
Ever since I came on her birthday cake before she ate it on her third birthday, my wife Chloe decided to make it a family tradition to have Kaylee eat my cum with her breakfast every morning. She beams up at me, holding her cereal bowl in her hands, kicking her legs while she watches me stroke my long, hard cock until I groan and make it spurt all over her breakfast. Oftentimes, the first shot misses her bowl entirely, and she just giggles in delight as she feels my hot semen splatter her little face. She opens her mouth and closes her eyes in anticipation. But in the rush to get her off to her first day of school, we ran out of time this morning, and she had to settle for a granola bar on the way out the door.
"You're right, babygirl. That's no way to start your first day of school."
I pull the car over into a Starbuck's. I know they have individual bathrooms where I can take her in and not have to worry about somebody in the stall next to us.
"When we go in, hold your pussy like you've got to go pee real bad," I say, turning to look at her in the back seat and reaching between her thighs to unbuckle her from her booster. The touch of her soft, bare skin under her skirt against my knuckles thrills me. "That way nobody will question a father dragging his daughter into the bathroom."
"'Kay, Daddy," she says, smiling at me with pursed lips. Her little dimples melt my heart and make my cock ache even more.
We rush into the store, holding hands. The barista, a ditzy-looking college girl with a septum piercing sees Kaylee holding her cunt. She glances up at me and nods to the bathrooms, and I drag Kaylee with me. For just a heartbeat, I wonder if that girl's father ever made her eat his cum the way I do with my daughter, the way Chloe's dad does with her. Although I doubt it, I've discovered that you can't always tell a person's perversions by how they seem. I mean, none of my co-workers would ever fathom that I cover my four-year-old's pussy in my jizz before I kiss her goodnight.
I lock the door behind us and double check it before I turn to look at Kaylee standing there in the harsh fluorescent light. She's looking up at me, holding her hands behind her back, swaying back and forth, making her skirt swish. She has lust in her eyes. I swear to god, no joke, my little preschooler is gazing up at me with bedroom eyes as she waits for me to unzip my pants.
"You need this, don't you?" I ask, as I walk toward her, pulling down my fly. She licks her lips as she watches me pull my dick out. She doesn't reply, so I slap her lightly across the face. "Answer Daddy, Princess," I order her.
"I need your cock, Daddy," she whispers. "I don't like it when I don't get to eat your cum for breakfast."
"I know, Baby," I say, putting one hand on top of her head, tilting her gaze up at me. With my other hand, I rub the head of my dick across her cheek, leaving a streak of precum glistening under the harsh lights. "But you didn't get a proper breakfast this morning because you were taking too long getting dressed."
"But I needed to find my best skirt," she protests.
I smack her on the mouth with my dick.
"You talked back to Daddy," I chide her, "so I'm going to have to slap you again."
God, why does it thrill me so to slap her pretty, little face? I love how her cheeks get red. I love how her eyes water. It's like the only thing that I love as much as molesting her is abusing her.
"That hurts, Daddy," she whimpers.
"You deserve it," I tell her. "Now open your mouth. It's not for talking. It's for sucking your father's cock."
My little Kaylee opens wide as she looks up at me. Her lips shimmer with the raspberry lipsmackers she put on this morning. I know my cock is going to smell like a fruit smoothy. And I know her breath is going to smell like jizz.
"Suck it," I tell her. "And watch the teeth. I'll smack you again if I have to, to remind you how a good girl sucks her daddy's cock."
She pulls her lips across her teeth. She wants to be my good girl. She longs to please me. She really gets off on making her father happy.
"That's a good princess," I say as I shove my dick into my daughter's mouth. She's so beautiful as she stretches to take my shaft. I feel her wet, little tongue underneath my dick. I know she can feel every throbbing vein as I feed my cock past her baby teeth. "You're a good, little cocksucker, Kaylee," I moan.
I grab ahold of her pigtails and start fucking my daughter's mouth. She's even more beautiful than her mother was the first time she sucked my dick back in college. God, if I'd only known then that I was going to marry into the most wonderfully perverted family, I'd have pissed myself with glee.
"You're prettier than your mommy, do you know that?" I croon.
Kaylee loves it when I compare her to Chloe. I know that she can always tell how much it embarrasses her mother to be compared to a four-year-old. And it makes my daughter's pussy wet to know that I'm choosing her.
"But you're not as good of a slut as her just yet." I shove my dick deeper, making Kaylee choke. She puts her hands on my thighs to push away, but I slap them free. "I need to gag you to make this go faster or we're going to be really late for school," I say.
Kaylee drops her hands.
"Put them behind your back. Show me that you trust me to make you gag on my dick."
She puts her hands behind her back and looks up at me with tears in her eyes.
"Good girl," I say as I push deeper into my daughter's face. She gags. I pull back to let her breathe, then I push in again. "Swallow when you feel me at your throat, Honey." Tears stream down her face, but she never tries to push away again. God, it's heavenly to fuck your daughter's mouth her first day of school. I grab ahold of her pigtails again, and I start roughly fucking her mouth. It feels incredible, but what really gets me off is how obediently she's taking my dick as she gags and sputters. Her submission is what finally makes me cum.
I pull back to make sure that I coat her tongue. She looks up at me with those big, wet eyes as she stands there, mouth open, being filled with my cum.
"That's Daddy's little cocksucker," I say. "You're my little slut, aren't you?"
I pull my dick out, and Kaylee nods carefully, keeping her mouth open so I can see my cum pooled there.
"Eat it," I tell her, and she never breaks eye contact as she swallows down my jizz.
"Did I do good, Daddy?" she asks, her little voice rough from the coughing.
"You're a good whore for Daddy," I say, wiping the tears from her cheeks with my thumbs. "Do you feel better now?"
She nods and smiles at me.
"I love your cum, Daddy."
"I know you do, Princess. Is your pussy wet from being mouth fucked?"
She nods.
"Good girl. Remember, no touching yourself at school." She nods. "But when you get home, I'm going to lick your baby slit until you cum all over Daddy's face. Okay?"
"'Kay," she smiles and rocks up onto her tiptoes.
"I love you," I say, leaning over her to kiss her little mouth. She melts into my kiss. My daughter is in love with me. She worships the ground I walk on. "Now let's hurry. You're probably already late."
Fortunately, we're not the only family late to the first day of class. Her teacher greets us with a smile, bending down to shake Kaylee's hand. She's barely out of college, I'm sure. Young and dumb and full of the conviction that she knows everything in life.
"Her eyes are red," the teacher whispers as she stands up next to me after greeting Kaylee and directing her to join the other kids for playtime. "It can be hard the first day. How are you holding up, Dad?"
"I'm good," I say. "The two of us are getting through it together. She was nervous this morning, but we had some father-daughter bonding time, and that helped."
"Well, I can tell she adores you. The way she was looking up at you as you led her in here." She sighs and put her hand over her heart. "I can tell you're a really good dad. Trust me, I'm going to look after her. Is it just the two of you?" She lays a hand on my arm just above the elbow. I haven't been in the dating scene for years, but I remember the universal sign for a girl being into you. Sorry, honey, I think to myself, you're just not my type.
"Me and her mom. She's our first. Maybe our only."
"Well, I know I can't love her exactly the same way you do." she tells me. I smile as though in gratitude, but really it's to stifle the laugh that would be so inappropriate right now. "But I'll keep her safe, and we'll have so much fun learning together."
I thank her and then catch Kaylee as she runs from the toys to the books. I swing her up into the air and bring her mouth to mine and kiss her on the lips.
"I love you, Daddy," she gasps as I pull her into a hug. The teacher looks on with her hand over her heart again.
"I love you too, Princess. Be a good girl." I whisper in her ear, "Remember if you get in trouble at school, I'm going to spank your pussy for it when you get home."
I set her down, knowing her little cunt is probably dripping into her panties and soaking her leotards.
"'Kay, Daddy. I'll be good."
I want to pull her back to me and kiss her passionately on the mouth. I want to make out with my daughter. I yearn to feel her tongue against mine. But I have to let her go. I walk out of there knowing that she'll have the taste of my cum on her lips all day. And when she gets home, I'll eat her out and then make her slide her dripping cunt up and down my shaft until we cum together. But right now... I know I'm going to miss my little girl.
To Be Continued