Fiona
I sleep and I cuddle with Daddy and I dream about him all night long. In my dreams we're together now. We're a couple and we're dating and it's the best and most amazing thing in the entire world. He takes care of me and protects me from everything, and he loves me so much.
When I wake up from my dream, I'm smiling and holding onto Daddy. He's already awake and he smiles back at me. I don't know what time it is but it looks like it's starting to get bright out already. Not too much, and the sun is just barely peeking over the horizon, but it'll be all the way up really soon.
"Hi, Daddy," I say to him, blushing a little.
"Hey, baby," he says. "Did you sleep well?"
"I slept really well," I tell him, being extra honest. "I had some really good dreams, too. I wish they were real, but I know maybe they can't be, and that's alright, but I'm still really happy right now."
"Good," he says with a smile. "I'm glad."
Daddy leaves me for a second to reach for his phone on the bedside table. He looks at it quick and then puts it back. I just watch him, smiling the entire time.
"What time is it?" I ask him. "When do we have to get up?"
"Soon," he says with a little sadness in his voice. No, don't be sad, Daddy! "We have about twenty minutes before you should probably sneak back into Emily's room. It might be a good idea if you leave now."
"I don't want to leave," I tell him. "I want to cuddle with you."
"Oh yeah?" he asks, grinning at me. "That's it?"
"I don't know. Can we do anything else besides cuddling?" I ask him with a giggle.
"In twenty minutes? I think we could probably come up with something..."
I smile at him, trying to be all sweet and innocent. While I'm smiling, I reach between Daddy's legs to see just what exactly he might have in mind. Judging by what I find, I think we can definitely come up with something...
"What's this, Daddy?" I ask him, playing coy. "Is this just what happens when you wake up? I've heard it happens for a lot of guys."
"Sometimes," Daddy says, looking down and watching me stroke his cock slowly. "It's also what happens when I wake up next to my beautiful baby girl."
"Can I taste it, Daddy?" I ask him. "Can I try to see if I can get you off with my mouth?"
"Of course, Fiona," Daddy says to me, grinning. "Just don't get frustrated if you can't, alright? Last night was incredible and I don't know if--"
Nope! I won't accept that! I'm going to do my best to please Daddy and that's that. I scurry lower down the bed and hop up a little and jump between his legs where his large, throbbing cock is waiting for me. Daddy laughs at my enthusiasm and pulls himself back a little, propping himself up so he's sitting and leaning back against the headboard. I scamper after him, following the bob of his cock.
I'm excited. I'm really really excited to see if I can do this for Daddy...
I take Daddy's cock in one of my hands and play with him slowly. I love the way he feels in my fingers, all throbbing and twitching. I go up and down slowly, watching Daddy's cock tremble in my grip. Daddy grins at me one last time before abandoning everything. He leans his head back and looks up at the ceiling and closes his eyes.
I open my mouth wide. I'm not entirely sure how to do this because I haven't done it before, but I want to make sure I can do it good. I want to make sure Daddy's cock fits in my mouth and that I don't use my teeth and I make him cum down my throat. I want to taste it and I want to see the look on his face when I make him feel so good that he can't help but cum a lot for me.
My lips touch against the head of Daddy's cock. He groans softly and then mutters some words of encouragement. I'm too caught up in doing what I'm doing to hear what he's saying, though.
Slow, careful, I wrap my lips around Daddy's cock and then lower myself. A little bit, and then a little more. I squeeze his cock tight in my fingers, which I think he likes because he throbs really hard, and then I gently slide my lips down his shaft as far as I can go.
I can only take half of Daddy's cock in my mouth before the head touches against the back of my throat. I let it sit there for a second, enjoying the feeling of it. How do I take all of Daddy's cock in my mouth, though? I don't really know, but that's a question I'd like to answer sometime.
Later. Hopefully there'll be a later.
I slide back up Daddy's cock, trailing my tongue along the underside of his shaft. When I'm all the way at the top, I go back down. I stroke Daddy slowly like this, up with my mouth and hand, and then down, my lips and fingers sliding perfectly in sync.
Daddy grunts. Instinctive, without saying anything, he grabs my head. His fingers wrap around my hair, pulling tight but not too hard. The next time I go down, he holds me there for a second, then two seconds, three seconds, and...
My eyes start to water a little and I choke on Daddy's cock. Not too much, though. I swallow and gasp, which I realize sends a little more of Daddy's cock into my mouth. The head of his cock slides into my throat and I breathe through my nose so I can try to swallow a little more, but then Daddy pulls me back up by my hair.
"Fuck, baby," Daddy says with a groan. "I got excited there. Sorry. Are you alright?"
"I'm good, Daddy!" I say, cheery.
I say this, but a few tears slip down my cheeks. I'm not crying or anything, it just kind of happened when I started to choke a little. Daddy looks down at me and smiles. He reaches with his free hand and wipes away my tears. It's really sweet and nice, but then Daddy does something completely different with his hand...
He caresses my cheek lightly, tucking the tips of his fingers under my chin. His thumb sneaks out and traces softly against my lips. I kiss his thumb and then part my lips slightly. Daddy tickles my lower lip, on the outside first and then a little inside my mouth. He pushes his thumb slowly into my mouth until he's touching my tongue.
"Lick it, baby," he commands me.
I want to lick it so bad. I want to do anything and everything for Daddy.
I tease his thumb with my tongue, licking around the bottom and then up and around, pressing into the curves and lines by his nail. Daddy presses his thumb into my mouth even more until it's harder and harder for me to use my tongue. His fingers grab my cheek a little, holding me tight. I look up at him with my lips parted slightly as I suck on his thumb.
He smiles down at me. I don't know how to explain it, but no one's ever smiled at me like this before. It's a proud, happy smile, like I'm doing really good right now. I'm Daddy's good little girl and he's so happy with me. I melt and almost want to curl up into a ball in Daddy's lap and cuddle with him and giggle and snuggle forever.
I can't do that, though! I have things to do and they're very important.
Daddy pulls his thumb from my mouth and slowly moves his hand away. His cock bounces in front of me, eager for my lips. I don't want to keep Daddy waiting, so...
I go quick this time, taking as much of him as I can into my mouth. Daddy lets out a sharp hiss. His fingers are still in my hair from before. He grinds me against his cock roughly, pulling my hair. I know Daddy doesn't mean to hurt me, though. I surprised him and this is his reaction. It's pretty hot, to be honest. I'm excited, and I kind of want to stop and sit in Daddy's lap and take his cock inside me, in my tight little pussy, but I also want to make him cum with my mouth.
I swallow on my own this time now that I know what to expect. I choke a little, but I push past it, swallowing the head of Daddy's cock. He spasms and twitches under me, his entire body shaking. Daddy grunts and groans and grabs my hair.
"Fuck, fuck! Holy fucking... Fiona... I..."
Cum for me! Please, Daddy?
I think he's about to. I really really do. Does that mean I did a good job? I'm Daddy's good girl?
I don't get to find out. Someone knocks on Daddy's bedroom door. We both freeze for a second, confused in our lust. Daddy's eyes go wide and he lets go of my hair, slams his hand on his bedside table, and grabs his phone. Checking it with a frantic look in his eyes, he just sits there in a daze. After a couple seconds and another knock at his door, he turns the phone towards me.
I still have his cock in my mouth. I haven't swallowed since the first knock, though. Apparently when you have a cock in your mouth it's hard to stop yourself from drooling, too. Saliva drips from my lips, sliding down Daddy's shaft and pooling on his balls.
The timer on his phone shows that we should still have time. At least ten minutes to be exact. And...
Then comes the third knock. "Daddy? Grey? Are you awake? Can I come in? Have you seen Fiona? She's not in my room. I don't know where she is."
Yup... that's Emily.