Daddy Andy

I was gliding my fingers over the walls as we walked to his study. It felt like scratchy grass. The room looked like a dungeon. The only light was the little lamp on his desk with a mountain of trees on it. His keyboard and bass were still in the same spot begging to be touched. All of a sudden I had an urge to dance. I twirled under his arm and tried getting him to sway with me. I heard him chuckle a bit but then he stood me directly in front of him. No more dancing. I started playing with his face. In my mind I was molding clay. "Ugh, there is just no way to make you ugly!" I twirled away from him and fell on the couch. It made the most normal sound but to my high ears it was a completely odd sound so I kept doing it. Until I laid down with my head off the cushion staring at my fathers shoes that looked quite funny walking to me.

"Baby, what is wrong with you? You're scaring me." She just giggled and swating at my shoes like a kitten. Oh god what if this caused a tramatic event in her mind and shes gone? In the mist of her 'delusions' something fell from her pocket. She didnt even notice. When did my daughter start taking drugs? Oh god, I did this. I ruined her. I dropped to my knees and bent over her smiling face on the ground. "Baby?" Her eyes connected with mine in the most dull yet vibrant blue. Her eyes were dilated but so distant. I wonder who I was talking to right now. "Lyrik?" She smiled but still remained silent. "Babydoll?" My fingers traced her jawline. She licked her lips and bit her tongue still smiling up at me. If it werent for her current state I would be so turned on right now. Her hands grabbed the back of my thighs as she pulled her body up to my face. "Join me daddy. Theres no worries here." She breathed into my ear. She trailed kisses over my jawline taunting the gesture I was doing to her. She flipped over and back crawled onto the couch staring at me. "I think we think too much when it comes to us dont you?' she was now sitting in front of me, one leg on each side of me, reaching for the baggy that was in my hand she took the last one out and placed it on her tongue, 'Come get it daddy." Her eyes dark, lust filled. She was daring me. "I promise you can tell me whatever, later. You can punish me if you feel you need to for my actions." Her legs spread wider and leaned back on the couch as I inched closer. I dont know if I could trust myself on whatever drug was laying enticingly on her tongue. "What if something happens we both regret?" My breath falling on her lips and her body arching into me. "I'd regret not taking the chance, especially with you." Sincere voice. Lyrik was in there. Babydoll was just someone she was hiding. I could only imagine who would come out once I succumbed to the state she was.The electricity I felt when our skin touched sent me into her lips. Pushing past her tongue to get to the prize in her mouth. She surprised me when her tongue pushed past mine gaining control and delicately helping me take the mystery pill. I liked in a sick, bad way the way this pill brought her out of her shell. I’m just glad it was with me instead of Leon. She smacked me in the face. “Stop thinking. Just us right now.” The high didn’t hit me yet but it was so funny how she thought she was pulling off a serious face when she was smiling.

When it finally hit she seemed to glow. Is this what I should be seeing? I wish I could see what I looked like to her. Oh yea, molding clay. I started laughing at the memory. Suddenly she stood up and trailed a finger across my shoulder. I watched in slow motion as she left the room. Like a lost puppy I followed. Her fingers played with the hem of her shirt as she lifted it over her head discarding it on the chair. Coyly she looked back at me shyly motioning for me to follow suit. I was still walking towards her as I stared intently at her removing me shirt and placing it on top of hers.

He was a marvel to look at while he mimicked my actions. It made every atom in my body explode. Everything was slow motion as he walked by me trailing his fingers over my hip bones. My head slowly followed him, some of my hair falling in my face. His trademark smirk making me weak in the knees. I used the chair for balance as I turned my whole body to face where he was walking. Oh in all his glory leaning on the post of the stairway, a hand in one pocket while the other laid lazily at his side, one leg bent crossing ankles with the other, smirking at me. I swear I was floating. I bit my lip his smirk turned evil. His hands met at his waistline, unbuttoning each button slowly. His fingers gliding down his pelvis opening them up, cockily he beckoned me with one finger. I don’t think I could walk. I couldn’t lose my edge now. Releasing my lip a strutted to his nimble finger. “Your skin feels so soft. But you smell so sweet.” I couldn’t control the moan that slipped from my mouth as I licked up his neck. He tasted so intoxicating. My fingers snuck into his waistband I as yanked them down further. His boxer briefs were restricting. I was in the moment as I closed my eyes and licked over the fabric that concealed his weapon. If this was the night I lost my virginity at least I lost it in the most erotic and romantic, in-tune to each other way. As I left his pants a pool at his feet I rose and grabbed his fingers and looped them into my yoga pants. His thumbs pressing into my hips. His other fingers sprawled out against my skin as he pushed them down my legs. I stepped out and away from him and started the journey up the stairs. His eyes following me. It could’ve been the drug but nothing made me feel more free or sexy right now. My hands wrapped around to unclasp my bra as I neared the top of the stairs. Looking over my shoulder I dropped my bra at my feet.

God, she was playing a goddess right now. Shyly covering her breasts from my view as she disappeared down the upstairs hallway. I sprinted up the stairs and came to a complete halt at the vision in front of me. Her underwear were making a trail to my bedroom. I was getting nervous. Why was I nervous? She should be. Is this where I leave my boxers and just walk in the bedroom? Well, that’s what we’ve been doing thus far. I slipped out of them in one swift movement. I was now standing outside my bedroom staring at a silhouette on my bed. As I took in one huge breath I entered slowly shutting the door behind me. I could hear her giggling. It brought a smile on my face. Even in darkness. She flicked on the light and I fell forward tripping over my bed frame. She was curled into a ball laughing. I took her in. The light bouncing off her skin. The curves of her body. The way her laugh coursed through her body. She stopped as she took in, me. Sitting up on her ankles, she was hiding bashful very well. I copied her stance. It was very sixteen candles without the birthday cake. She crawled over to me and sat in my lap. Just gazing at each other, this drug whatever it was, was making every fiber in my body sensitive. I could see the same effect on her skin in goosebumps. Her hands went into my hair massaging my scalp, my hands we kneading her back. This is defiantly more intimate than I have ever been. I could proudly say I was on the verge of being oversentimental. My lips trailed feather light kisses over her collarbone, the sound of her accelerated breathing made me want to give her everything and anything. My erection was throbbing as it was gliding through her juices that leaked out of her. It took every bit of self control to not just thrust in and take her. Her lips found mine in a slow intense kiss. Her hips rocked back and forth, my hands ached to touch as much of her as I could. We stopped to breathe looking into each others eyes, “I see you.” We both said at the same time. Smiling as she pulled me back with her against the bed. My thumb rubbing slow small circles into her hip, my dick touching the inside of her thigh. The contact of our skin made us both feel like we were breaking through something. It was like a wave, pulsating from both of our centers. She was kissing over my neck, collarbone, and shoulder, anywhere she could reach, each spot she kissed seemed to be burning. I hissed in a breath each time. I focused on her rapid heartbeat through her neck, her ribs. When her eyes came into view, the shine that shown in her eyes made me tear up. She brought her lips up to my cheek catching the tear. “Don’t close your eyes, just keep looking at me.” She nodded, her eyes focused on mine and let go of a shaky breath. I angled myself at her core and slowly pushed past her outer folds. Her breath hitched. I pushed further breaking the barrier of her innocence. She hissed and went to pull away but I gripped her hip tighter, “Relax it’ll pass. Keep your mind on the completeness and this,’ I placed her hand over my heart, ‘Keep looking at me. Just us remember?” I said in a husky voice. God, she was so tight, it was mind-blowing at how restricting it felt. I slowly pushed into the hilt. She was throbbing around me. Our breaths fell on the others face. Her hand that was on my heart cupped my face and brought her lips to mine. She reflexed to roll her hips and I about burst she about yelled.

I wanted him completely. I didn’t know he was completely in me. He went to retract little bit then slowly push back in. Moved back again a little bit more than the first and back in. I could feel every ridge of his member gliding through me. Our highs were gone. I could tell although my skin still burned at his touch I was no longer seeing a glowing light around him. I was around him. I replaced his high. He replaced mine. Just to make sure he wasn’t regretting this for my own state of mind, “I still see you.” As he thrusted into me completely he kissed me gently, “I still see you.” Truth be told I saw something I don’t think I was supposed to. It was very mystical, he seemed to have wings that were see through. Almost, imaginary. It was a second thought that vanished when I felt that familiar ache inside. I held on tighter and went against his thrusts. I clenched and unclenched at each contact. When he thrusted in one last time he just stayed there rolling his hips with me gliding his pelvis against my clit. My moans were getting louder by the second. He pulled out of me as I was on the brink and replaced it with his mouth. I lifted completely off the bed. His other hand was stroking him to his. I don’t know why but I felt cheated. I was palpating under his mouth as his tongue flicked on last time, “Andy!” His voice was muffled. As my orgasm started to fade I looked to him, his hand still stroking slowly up and down. My juices shining making it glisten in the light like a trophy. “What’s my nickname?” I was bewildered. The blood hasn’t made it to my brain yet. “What?” I asked out of breath. He leaned his body back into mine, “Ash-Bash, X, Jok…whats mine?” Now I blush. I bit my lip until he took in his and bit it for me. I moaned into his mouth. “Please Babydoll. Tell me.” His dick was swirling at my entrance it was hard to think. He slammed into me. Gripping the headboard he kept there. I don’t know if I could tell him. He was flexing his pelvic making the head of his dick tap my g-spot over and over again. I had to be moaning like a whore. “Cigarette.” A throaty answer as a moan comes out with it. “I think I should be called,’ I stopped him, “I’m not calling you Batman.” He pouted but didn’t stop his assault on me. “Seagull, cause all im going to want to tell everyone is your mine, mine, mine.” We both burst into laughter at that one. “I want something that you can call me all the time without raising suspicion, and something you can scream later.” I had nothing. Smirking at him I brought his ear to my lips, “How about Daddy?” I seductively suggested. I saw the tremble down his back. “It’ll do for now.” He rushed as he connected our lips once again and started round two.

How could he? I wasn’t going to just give up on this. I needed to find some way…

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