Fiona
Smack.
Smack smack.
Smack, smack, smack.
Daddy spanks me again and again, but he's slower this time and gentler. My butt's still a little sore from earlier, but it doesn't hurt too much. I was naughty, and so Daddy has to punish me. It's not too bad. I kind of really like it, and I like that Daddy called me "baby" and I want to be Daddy's girl, no matter what that means.
I'll be your good girl, Daddy. Promise...
"Fiona?" Daddy says.
He hasn't spanked me for a little while, but I can feel his hand resting lightly on my butt. It's warm to the touch, and I'm not sure if it's because Daddy's palm is warm or if my butt is warm because he was spanking me.
"Yes, Daddy?" I ask him, being a good girl and looking straight ahead until he tells me he's done punishing me.
"Can you explain something for me?" he asks.
"What is it, Daddy?" I ask him.
"Baby, can you explain why you weren't wearing any underwear? What happened to your panties?"
Um... well... that's a good story...
"I... I didn't put any on to come to the restaurant," I tell him, honest.
"So you decided it was a good idea to go out wearing a cute summer dress that barely covers half your thighs and those strappy fucking sandals of yours, but no panties? Do you really think that's a good idea?"
"Ummmm..." I mumble. "No, probably not..."
"I think you're right," he says. "It's definitely not a good idea."
"I wore this dress and these heels for you, though," I tell him. "I know you like how my sandals have little heels and all the straps, Daddy. Remember how we bought them together and you said I looked very mature in them? And... don't you like the flowers on my dress, Daddy? You were there when I tried it on in the store, remember? You went shopping alone with me at the beginning of summer because I was embarrassed and my mom said she wouldn't help me get new clothes since I was eighteen already, but I didn't have a job yet. I didn't want to tell Emily, so you went with me and you helped me..."
It's silly, but I feel tears well up in the corner of my eyes. I know Grey isn't really my daddy, but he's always been there for me. He's more of a father to me than my actual father has ever been, especially considering I don't even know who that is. Grey's my daddy when my mom acts like she regrets having me half the time. I don't think she hates me, but I think she's glad I'm finally eighteen so I can move out on my own and she can try and forget the past eighteen years of her life.
Daddy comes close to me. He leaves one hand resting on my butt, but the other slides up and caresses my chin. He traces his fingers up my cheek to the tears that are threatening to come crashing down out of the corner of my eye. He wipes one away and kisses me softly on the neck.
"Why are you crying, Fiona?" he asks me. "We're all done, baby. That's it, alright. You're my good girl, right? You're Daddy's girl?"
"Uh huh, I know," I whisper to him. "You've always been there for me, Daddy. Grey. I... I'm not crying because of that. I'm crying because I love you. Not like... I mean... I don't know. Not like that. Maybe like that. I know you said we can't be together, Daddy. I understand that. Please don't leave me, though. I need you..."
"I'm here, baby," he says, kissing my neck, then my cheek, and then one soft kiss on the corner of my lips. "I love you too, Fiona. Not... I don't know. I don't know how I love you. Let's not worry about that right now, alright?"
"Alright," I say softly, nuzzling against his hand. He caresses my cheek softly, being so sweet and nice to me.
Daddy pushes closer to me so he can be as close as he can to me. It's cute and I like it, except...
"Daddy, you're hard," I say, squirming a little and teasing his cock with my butt.
He grinds against me, my bare ass and his pants-covered cock.
"I am, Fiona," he says with a careful grin. "I don't know what you do to me, but you do it really well, baby."
"Daddy?" I say.
"What is it, baby?"
"Can I--" But I don't finish my sentence.
"Can you what?" he asks, helping me.
"I've never... um... I've never done it with anyone before..."
"Done what, baby?" he asks me, a grin on his lips.
"I've never had sex," I say, blushing hard. "I've never had a man's cock inside my tight little pussy before."
"Do you want to try it?" he asks.
He tries to keep a steady tone, but I can sense the excitement in his voice. That, combined with the spanking from before, and I'm wetter than wet. I want Daddy so bad... I want to see if we can be together. I know that doesn't mean we can "be together" be together, but I want to know if we can be together like that. I want to know if Daddy fits inside me.
"Please, Daddy?" I ask. "Please. I promise to be a good girl for you. Promise!"
"Oh yeah?" he asks, laughing. "Alright, baby, but... I mean, I'm kind of big, and you've never done this before. I could barely get two fingers inside you earlier, so I don't know if--"
I know. I know I know I know. I really do! But...
I reach behind me and scramble with Daddy's pants. I unzip his zipper and I unbutton them. Daddy helps me and pulls his pants and underwear down, letting them fall to his ankles. I just want to know if Daddy will fit inside me. I need to know. I want his cock to be the first cock I ever feel inside my pussy. I want to know what it's like.
Daddy's hard, too. He's incredibly hard, at least as hard as he was before when he spanked me on his bed and came all over my back and my ass. I hold Daddy's cock for him at first, sliding the head up and down my slit so he can feel how wet and ready I am for him. I don't know if that matters, though. I know I'm wet enough for Daddy, but I'm worried I'm too tight.
I've never done anything like this before, not even by myself with a vibrator or anything, so...
"Alright, baby," Daddy says. "I'm going to go slow. Be a good girl for me, alright? If it's too much, you can tell me, Fiona. I'm just going to--"
I feel the head of Daddy's cock slide past my slick lower lips. He tries to guide himself inside me with his hand, but my pussy clenches instinctively, blocking him. Daddy rubs his cock up and down my slit, teasing me until I calm down a little. Once I'm not clenching as hard, Daddy lines the head of his cock up with my pussy and pushes slowly into me from behind.
It doesn't work at first. I scrunch up my face and grab the sink in front of me.
"Harder, Daddy," I say to him. "You can go harder. Just... just slow, alright? It doesn't hurt, so you can push a little harder. You can be a little rougher with me, Daddy. Please, Daddy, please... I want you inside me..."
Daddy reaches around in front of me while pushing in from behind me. He lays one hand on my hip, pulling me back against him. The other palm rests on my pubis, fingers reaching lower. He slowly strokes my clit, gently easing me into ecstasy. It feels good and I clench tight around the head of Daddy's cock without thinking about it. As soon as I start to clench, Daddy pushes a little harder inside me. He pulls my hip and pushes from behind and plays with my clit, and...
Inch by beautifully agonizing inch, Daddy's cock fits inside me. He's halfway in now and I feel like I'm ready to burst, but I want more. I want to see if Daddy fits all the way inside me.
"Fiona," Daddy says, a rough whisper in my ear. "Baby, I... I don't think we should do this. It feels fucking amazing, but... we can't, baby. I don't want to get you pregnant. I could cum any second. Seriously, Fiona, your pussy is incredible. You have no idea what you're doing to me."
"You feel so good, Daddy," I purr. "You don't have to worry, alright? I'm on birth control. My mom made me start it when I first got my period, so it's fine. You can cum, Daddy. You can cum inside me if you want..."
Which is exactly where this story ends. At least that's what it feels like. Happily ever after? Nope.
Someone knocks on the bathroom door. Yes, with Daddy's cock half inside me, Daddy ready to burst, his fingers expertly playing with my clit, there's someone outside who needs to use the bathroom. Am I the luckiest girl alive or what?
"Fiona? Are you in there?"
Oh shit. It's Emily.
Daddy panics. I panic. He pulls out of me with a popping sound. My pussy stretched to accommodate him, and now I suddenly feel completely empty and like I'm missing something. Which I am. I'm missing Daddy's cock and his cum inside me. I'm missing it so bad!
Daddy's already pulling up his pants. He looks at me, then to the bathroom door, and back at me.
"Yeah, um... hold on!" I say. "I'll be right out!"
"Sure," she says. "Hey, do you know where Grey went? There's no one in the men's bathroom."
"I... nope! I have no idea whatsoever!" I say, looking right at Emily's older brother. "He's not in here, for sure!"
"Well, yeah, Fiona," Emily says, the eye roll obvious even just by hearing her voice. "Why would he be in there?"
"Ummmm..." That's a really good question and I don't know how to answer it.
"Hurry up, alright? I really need to use the bathroom. I'm going to go see if the guy up at the front has seen Grey quick. Make sure no one comes in the bathroom before I get back. I really need to pee!"
"Sure thing!" I say.
And that's it. Kind of? I mean, I don't want it to be it.
"I need to leave before she gets back," Daddy says to me.
"We can go in the men's room," I say to him. "Don't leave me, Daddy. We can go in the men's room and we can finish in there and you can cum inside me."
"Fiona..."
"Please?" I whimper.
"Listen, baby... I..."
Daddy froze while me and Emily were talking. He has his pants mostly on, but his erection is still throbbing and looks like it's barely going to fit back in his pants, if it even does fit. Might as well keep it out then, right? I know where Daddy can keep it so it'll be all nice and cozy...
"I'm glad that you were my first," I tell him, truthful. "Thank you, Daddy."
He thrusts his cock back into his pants, wincing. Forceful, he buttons and zips his pants back up. Then he pulls me into a hug. He squeezes me tight and holds me close.
"I care about you so much, Fiona," Daddy says, his words soft and nice. "I don't want to ruin our relationship. I liked that, and I love you, but I don't know if I can give you what you want and what you need. It's not just because of Emily. I shouldn't have come in here, Fiona. I think we both know that, right?"
I nod and hold him. My bottom lip quivers and I want to cry, but I need to be strong for Daddy. He's not wrong or anything. It hurts, and I know what I want, but Daddy's not wrong about this. I don't want to lose him, either. And I don't want to hurt Emily.
I just want to be with Daddy...