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A Dark & Creamy Night
    Eliza DeGaulle
     
    Copyright 2013 Darkest Secrets Publishing
    Kindle Edition
     
     
     
    " Daddy! Daddy! Your cock is way too big for your little girl, Daddy! " The seductive bemusement coated my words as I bounced wildly up on Roman's rod, his firm hands lifting me and driving me down onto him. He was relentless, the rising pleasure he gave me so wonderful.
     
    "And my little girl is just way too tight for me. I'm gonna blow, sweetie." He smiled before groans took his face again.
     
    I rode him a little longer, not wanting to shortchange myself of his cock, but I didn't want to deny myself his cum, either. That condom on him made it a gamble that if I took too much of the former I wouldn't get the latter. I loved everything about Daddy , his big strong chest, his kindness as a lover as he brought one of those hands towards my mound, a thumb over my clit as I rode him. Daddy was a man I'd never want to give up in a million years.
     
    My heart beat through my chest, and I saw him try to contain his climax. Guys only have so much control over that, so I pushed myself off his cock, and noticed how swift he was in filling my now empty slit with the care of his fingers. "Good, Daddy , you didn't waste your seed in this silly condom. I hate when you do that."
     
    "I do it all for you, little girl." He stopped fingering me for a brief moment to give me a playful spank.
     
    A snap as I tore that condom off his cock. I lusted for the day we could finally stop using them, but given birth control totally killed my libido – and therefore the entire point – they were something we'd have to endure until we wanted to make the family more than Daddy and daughter. His dick pulsed with his pre-cum, so ready to be taken over, and I took him deep into my mouth without hesitation.
     
    The leftover lube tasted vaguely of strawberries. Yum. I knew flavored condoms were good for something.
     
    Up and I down I bobbed my head, sucking him. And as frenzied as I took him, those fingers pumped over my clit and pussy. He was relentless, and perhaps the moans I had to let escape over his cock only helped me blow him. My fingers wrapped around his balls, massaging them, urging them to give up the real sweetness they sought, before, before...
     
    Like a sudden shock, a powerful orgasm shook my core. All over, making me cum as hard he wanted me to, just like Daddy always did. But that was the last thing he needed, too. His orgasm forced his cream to explode out of him, all over my face. Some landed in my eye. I squinted a bit. A worthy casualty of war.
     
    I let my muscles ride out the pleasure, my head resting on his quickly rising and falling gut, he too, recovering from his wonderful orgasm. I gained enough composure to rub the cum out of my eye, and claw back next to him, to be in his arms, which was always the best place to sleep. "Did I do good, Daddy ?"
     
    "You're the best, little girl." He brushed away my hair.
     
    I broke into laughter. Roman wasn't my daddy. He wasn't my stepfather, or any sort of father at all. I was a year older than him, for the love of God.
     
    "You always gotta do that, don't you?" He shook his head, a huge smile on his face.
     
    "It's fine Roman, really. I have no problem with calling you Daddy. It's what you want."
     
    "Nah, I love the way you laugh. I know it's ridiculous. I can't explain why it turns me on so much. But the way you flash me those puppy-dog eyes, it just makes me rock hard."
     
    I gave him aforementioned puppy dog eyes.
     
    "See? My cock is twitching already and I just came."
     
    I brushed a hand over his chest, going into my thoughts - it was ridiculous, no idea why it was sexy, but I loved him. Every single thing about him. In some obtuse way, calling him Daddy made it sexy just because it turned him on, even if I didn't understand why. "Anything for Daddy."
     
    "Hey, Caitlyn." He continued to pet my hair, almost as if he truly were a gentle father caring for