Nabiki's daddy, Soun Tendo, kissed her as no daughter was supposed to be kissed! His mouth over hers, his tongue reached inside and caressed hers. He was Frenching her!
Nabiki knew she should bite, but couldn't. Emotionally, habitually, and by conditioning, she could not bring herself to hurt her daddy.
He broke off from her mouth to blaze a trail of kisses down her throat and towards her breasts. As he nuzzled them, he lifted her up in his strong arms, and carried her to her bed as if she were a little girl again.
Only it wasn't the bed she'd left this morning. It had a frilly and satiny coverlet of pink and purple, with a similar, more translucent canopy. Its headboard and footboard had a white filigree. The same colors and same adornment, in fact, was repeated throughout the room. It was like some terminally kawaii nutcase had broken into her room and redecorated it, girly-doll style!
That was her opinion and she was going to stick with it. She rejected the urge to take childish delight in its nightmare of a childhood. When she was a kid, she had never been girly! She wore overalls and sneakers, for frikin' sakes!
Her daddy set her down in the overly soft and comfy bed top. The moment was coming...She fought off the Cupy Doll grin that almost formed on her face when she looked up at Daddy.
He loomed over her as he played her body like a maestro, making her body sing with rapture. She became so incredibly horny her rationality was threatened with being lost in the sympathy of sensations.
"Whoo is Daddy's Little Girl? Whoo is the sweetest Honey Pie in the world? Whoo does Daddy love the very most? Whoo? Whoo? Answer Daddy, or there'll be no yummy for Nabiki's tummy..."
That was the older Nabiki's life ring. To save her sanity, she had to focus on how inanely stupid he was talking.
But a giggle got out. ---And more, mixed with the moans, mewls, and cries of carnal pleasure.
"That's what Daddy loves to hear from his Honey Pie," he praised, rewarding her with his manly cock pushed into her tight, little love hole. His arms controled her legs as his lover deliverer sent its messages to her starving sex. She was so completely under him. Perhaps she, Nabiki, could be happy submitting to the will of another. If he was Daddy.
The thought of humbling herself made her cum--intensely!--even before Daddy deposited his goodness in her body. She was such a naughty girl.
Fri Aug 20 20:14:24 2004
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