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Good Girl

"What about the other one?" Laura pouted.

I chuckled again, before bending down to kiss her other soft buttock, my hands steadying myself on her hips.

"Thank you, Daddy," she whispered.

"You're welcome, Sweetheart. Now go give your mum a call."

She skipped off into the next room, while I retreated to the bathroom to wash my hands and make sure my pre-come wasn't soaking through my clothes. I splashed some water on my face to try and regain my composure, then looked at myself in the mirror. I couldn't help but smile, complete with raised eyebrows.

When I came out, Laura was chatting to her mother in the next room, a notably more respectful tone in her voice than usual.

"...okay. I love you too, Mum. Here, I'll put him on." Laura held the phone out and whispered to me, "She wants to speak to you."

I fought the urge to roll my eyes and took the handset from Laura, noticing that she still wasn't wearing any panties. My cock immediately stiffened again. "Um...yeah, hi, Karen."

My ex- waffled on, gushing about how well Laura had behaved on the phone, even offering to pay for the carpet and table. As she continued, Laura padded past me, about to turn into the kitchen and continue with dinner.

I pressed the mouthpiece to my chest and whispered, "Hey, go put your panties on." And with that, I gave her a playful smack on the ass.

Laura yelped as she jumped up, throwing her hands to her sensitive ass to protect it. She spun around and wrinkled her nose at me. I gasped, holding my hand over my mouth, my eyes wide with shock. I mouthed the words, "I'm sorry." She realised it was an accident and broke into a big, beaming smile. Then she shook her head at me and skipped into the bedroom.

"I'm sorry," my ex-wife continued over the phone, "I shouldn't have said what I said. You're a good father..."

Blah, blah, blah. I didn't care what she had to say. I just wanted her to stop. When I finally got rid of her, Laura was ready to dish up our dinner.

"You want some wine with this?" I asked, reaching for a bottle of red.

"Sure," she smiled, using tongs to dish out the spaghetti. "How about we eat on our laps and put on a nice movie?"

"Sounds good," I replied, sliding my hands around her waist and kissing her shoulder.

I fired up Serendipity in the DVD player as Laura brought our dinner over and placed the bowls on the coffee table. I watched her gingerly sit down, wincing as her ass made contact with the suede. I winced in sympathy, then sat down next to her. We ate our pasta, drank our wine and watched our movie.

With our empty bowls back on the coffee table, Laura nursed her second glass of wine and snuggled into me for the rest of John Cusack and Kate Beckinsale. It was one of her favourites, and we'd often chat about what was happening on screen during the movie. It was always lovely.

"I love this part," I offered, as John Cusack distractingly goes through the rehearsal of his wedding to Bridget Moynahan.

"Oh, I hate this part," she replied.

"It's so beautiful," I rebutted, "She knows him so well. He's always looking at that book. And she knows he doesn't have a copy, so she gets it for him."

"Then he leaves her," Laura cried, reaching for a tissue from the box on the table.

I kissed the top of Laura's head as she blew her nose. She looked up at me and kissed me on the lips, still clutching her dirty tissue.

"I love you, Daddy."

"I love you too, Sweety," I smiled down at her.

As the movie reached its climax with John Cusack laying on the ice rink and Kate Beckinsale turning up, Laura started to cry again. "Oh, I love this. When they find each other."

"What about the girl with the book?"

"Oh, fuck her," Laura spat, reaching for another tissue.

I laughed, and held her close to me as the movie finished. We watched another, Love Actually, and snuggled the rest of the night away. When it was over, we brushed our teeth together, and I tucked Laura into my bed with another soft kiss on the lips. Then I went back out to the living room and folded out the sofa bed.

Just in boxers, I reached for the lamp to turn it off, when the bedroom door opened. Laura stood there biting her lip, still in her singlet and panties, and glasses and ponytail. She was holding the bottle of moisturiser.

"Daddy, my bottom's really starting to hurt again," she pouted in a little girl voice that immediately stirred my cock. She bit her lip, then asked, "Would you please put some more lotion on for me?"

"Of course, Sweety. Come over here." I swung my legs off the sofa bed and sat on the edge.

Laura came and stood in front of me, her panty-clad pussy right at my eye level. She handed me the bottle and turned around. The soft light from the one lamp in the living area made her look even more beautiful, if that was possible.

"Okay, Sweety, you want to pull your panties down?"

Laura stuck her ass out as she hooked her thumbs into her waistband and slid the white cotton down over her hips and down her toned thighs. She bent right over, pushing her panties past her knees and giving me a spectacular view of her asshole and delicate folds. I sniffed at her deeply as she let her panties fall to the floor.

She stood up straight in front of me as I squirted a big load of lotion into my palm and spread it between my hands. I grabbed her perfect pink ass, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from Laura.

"Cold?" I smiled.

"Uh-ha," she almost moaned in response.

I massaged her shapely ass, breathing in deeply through my nose. Although the smell of aloe overpowered my little girl's natural aroma. I applied another generous squirt, for no other reason than my own selfish gratification. My thumbs dipped deeper into the crack of her ass with each stroke, pulling her soft cheeks apart in the process.

"Is it easier if I bend over?" she asked, looking down at me over her shoulder.

I felt that lovely warm flush again, and managed to reply, "Um...yeah. That might help."

"Okay," she beamed, bending over at the hips and supporting her upper body on the coffee table that I had moved to the side of the sofa bed.

It was the perfect view of my daughter's sex. The solitary lamp bathed her glistening folds in a beautiful warm glow. The way her inner labia protruded so sweetly from her outer lips, right in my face. I have never seen anything so beautiful. It was the perfect heart-shaped vision.

I must have squeezed the rest of the bottle into my hand for the third application, with thick gooey moisturising cream spilling over the sides of my palm. As I slathered on the lotion, enjoying her softness and her most intimate area, mere inches from my face, her breathing gradually transitioned into gentle moaning.

"Oh, Daddy, that feels so good. The way you're blowing on me."

I furrowed my brow, confused. It took me a second to figure it out. My own breath had become ragged, and that's what she was feeling on her backside. I smiled, then blew long, cool breaths onto her lovely cheeks. Laura moaned in response, and I continued, angling my soothing blows all over her rear.

I made sure I blew right across her puckered little asshole as I crossed from one cheek to the other, then slowly over her glistening pussy on the way back. Each time I crossed that sensitive centre, she breathlessly moaned. She was enjoying the attention.

I was conscious of the wet sensation in my boxer shorts, as the pre-come from my throbbing cock all but flowed out. I was out of my mind. I had to push this further. But I couldn't do this to Laura.

Oh my God! What the fuck am I doing?!

The frictionless slide of my hands over Laura's ass eased, and the incredibly sexy sheen of the lotion on her skin dulled in the lamplight. I leaned forward and planted a lingering kiss on her right buttock. She let out a contented little hum. And I kissed her again on her other cheek.

"How does that feel?" I gasped between kisses as I continued pressing my lips to her soft flesh.

"Uh-ha," was all she moaned.

Spurred on, I kept kissing her perfect ass, alternating between cheeks, and blowing on her pussy and asshole on the way back and forth. My kisses got closer and closer to her seam, to her treasure.

"Oh my God. Yes."

"You want me to keep going?"

"Oh, yes please, Daddy. Please keep going. That feels so good."

With all the bravery I could muster, my next kiss found her perineum, causing Laura to let out a trembling moan. I kissed her there again, to the same reaction. And again.

I gradually let my tongue make contact with her taut flesh. First, just the slightest of touches with the very tip. Then more and more with a larger area of my tongue, until I was unabashedly licking her.

My heart thundered in my chest. The sound of my pulse hammering away in my ears was deafening, so much so, that I couldn't hear Laura's reaction. Instead, with my hands on her hips, I felt for any sign at all that she didn't want me to proceed.

There was none. No flinch. No pulling away. She held herself there, rock steady, bent over in front of me.

I took my cue and moved down, kissing the glistening lips of her opening, lingering longer and longer with each soft kiss. Her delicate inner labia met my lips perfectly. I gently sucked each fold into my mouth as I went, then trailing the tip of my tongue along the edge of each petal. My kisses became hungrier. Greedier.

I licked and sucked at my daughter's sex, tasting her. Savouring every delightful sensation. I licked around the rim of her opening, spiralling my tongue in deeper and deeper with every lap. Laura's horny cunt squeezed around my tongue as I probed it into her as deeply as I could. She was so incredibly wet.

I buried my face in her, to the point my nose painfully squashed against her asshole and my jaw strained to get my tongue farther inside her. Even with Laura swivelling her hips in my face, I could not get in deep enough.

With the pain in my jaw too much, I moved even lower, tracing the folds of her outer labia to her engorged clitoris. Done with teasing her, I lapped at her button like a dog dying of thirst.

Laura began moaning uncontrollably. Although she'd been making a lot of noise the whole time, I only then became aware of the racket. The sound of my little girl in the throes of ecstasy, particularly at my own touch, was the sweetest thing I've ever heard.

I swirled my tongue around her clit, flicking at the sensitive nub and her labia as I went. Her pretty little cunny gaped at the end of my nose, the slippery opening sending me cross-eyed. Leaving my left hand on her hip, I eased the index and middle finger of my right into her.

Laura's moan was pure guttural pleasure. I sawed my fingers in and out of her, applying pressure on the front wall of her vagina until I found that tell-tale change in texture that betrayed her G-spot. At the same time, I shifted angles to suck her clit into my mouth. Holding her button tightly between my lips, I flicked my tongue wildly across it.

Laura moaned like I've never heard anyone before – an incoherent, tortured rapture. Her whole body swayed stiffly. I held onto her desperately with my left hand, my fingers digging into the soft flesh on her hip. The whole time, frantically working her clit furiously and plunging my fingers in and out of her gooey core as fast as I could.

She stilled. She stopped breathing and her spastic moan halted.

I sucked harder, my fingers a blur.

Laura screamed, deeply from her diaphragm, unable to hold back the torrent anymore.

My face was splashed with a warm, rich fluid. I instantly knew what was happening, and ripped my fingers from Laura's gushing cunt. Opening my mouth, my lips tingling from their assault on my precious little girl's clit, I hungrily dove for her opening.

She squirted again. This time, without my fingers in the way, the translucent liquid poured out of her pussy in a single thick stream. I caught it all in my mouth, hastily swallowing it down to ready for the next spurt. I revelled in the taste of that familiar sweet, almost tangy earthiness.

The third wave was much smaller, only half as long and thick as the previous. But I still caught it all, delighting in the rich flavour. And the fourth was little more than a heavy trickle, which I lapped from her pretty flower. I plunged my tongue back inside her sopping wet cunt to eat the rest of her.

Unable to hold herself up anymore, Laura collapsed to the rug on her knees, cruelly denying me the pleasure of devouring the rest of her precious fluid. Her body heaved with deep gasps as she steadied herself on the coffee table. I was puffing heavily from the exertions myself.

She looked over her shoulder at me, lifting her head to peer at me through those cute black-framed glasses. She panted through a huge, open-mouthed smile, that ran from ear to ear. I smiled back at her, and we shared a breathless laugh.

Without speaking and holding my gaze, Laura spun around on the rug and reached for the waistband of my boxers. She tugged them down forcefully, flicking them hard over the end of my cock. I lifted myself slightly to allow her to get them down over my ass, as she settled herself comfortably on her knees between my legs.

She broke eye contact with me briefly to look down at my exposed erection. Her smile broadened, then she reached out with both hands, clasping them tightly around the base of my shaft, leaving the head and another inch or two poking out the top. The entire end was slick with pre-come.

Laura bit her bottom lip as she looked back up at me. "Stand up, Daddy," she breathed. "I want to look at you while I suck your cock."

The words nearly caused me to pass out.

I leaned forward, holding the sides of her face, and kissed her softly on the mouth. Our tongues found each other and swirled gently. I sucked tenderly at her lips, and she at mine. When I pulled back, she licked her lips slowly and hummed contentedly. It was then that I remembered that my face and chest were still wet from her orgasm. She had enjoyed the taste of herself on my lips.

Oh my God!

I pushed myself up off the sofa bed, realising that Laura had been gripping my cock the entire time. She held on, bringing the engorged head an inch from her lips. She looked up at me over the rim of her glasses and smiled sweetly. Then looking down at my cock, she gently kissed the head, her soft lips lingering on the slippery tip, before she sucked them free.

She smiled up at me again, then opened her mouth and extended her tongue out to take my entire head between her lips. She held my gaze while she sucked and swirled her warm tongue around my glands.

"You are such a good girl," I gasped down at her.

She pulled herself off my cock and smiled up at me, "You really think so, Daddy?"

"Oh, Laura, I love you so much."

"I love you too, Daddy," she smiled with twinkling blue eyes, before sinking back onto my cock.

Laura worked my bulbous head with her lips and tongue, licking at the seam where it met the shaft, every so often sliding herself off the end with a kiss on the tip. She stared up at me the whole time. I couldn't look away. Nor did I want to.

She bobbed down on my cock, taking more and more into her mouth. First, her lips met her left hand, and when she took that away to steady herself against my hip, she stroked my shaft with her right in time with her mouth.

The slurping sounds grew, along with our breath, as she wanked my cock into her mouth. I held my hand over hers on my hip, causing her to lift her face off me to give me an affectionate smile, before resuming her fantastic blow job.

I ran my fingers through her dirty blonde hair as she bobbed, releasing more and more strands from her ponytail. But Laura was undeterred, staring up at me and increasing her tempo until I was fucking her mouth with lusty abandon.

"Oh..ahh...Laura, Sweety, I'm going to come," I groaned, the pressure of the ecstasy throughout my entire body building to the point where it was no longer bearable.

Laura's grip around the base of my cock tightened, and she pumped my length with her fist with a newfound intensity. She sucked the head of my cock even harder, staring up at me with those big blue eyes, and snorting through her nose. I began to moan. Losing my composure, I held Laura's shoulders and buckled over slightly. She moaned back at me in rapid, erotic grunts.

I came in my beautiful little girl's mouth with a roar. My body flushed with splendid warmth, and a torrent of semen gushed up the full length of my cock.

The force of my orgasm caught Laura by surprise, causing her to pull back from my erupting cock, coughing and spluttering. Cum dribbled from her lips as she fought for air, but she kept jacking my cock with her hand.

My cock kept spurting, sending a thick ropey stream splashing onto Laura's face, across her glasses, nose and cheek. She gasped at the contact with my hot seed, but was powerless to do anything about the third jet that struck her in the forehead and splattered into her hair. She lunged at my cock with her mouth open, catching another thick spurt. She quickly swallowed it down before clamping her lips around my head.

I spasmed uncontrollably with the remainder of my blissful release. Laura looked up at me while she pumped my shaft and sucked on my head. Her face was covered in cum, and it was honestly the sexiest thing I've ever seen in my life, before or since.

"Oh, Honey, I can't..." I breathed, pushing her back and falling back onto the sofa bed. I was way too sensitive for Laura to continue working my cock the way she was.

She sat on the floor, wiping the cum off her face and glasses with her fingers, and then seductively sucking them clean. As she watched me, she made sure I saw her tongue dart out and flick across her fingertips every time she brought them to her mouth.

"Did I do good, Daddy?"

"Uh-ha," I laughed.

"Mmm," she purred, climbing up onto me. She sucked my still hard cock into her mouth again, and bobbed up and down a few times, before letting it pop free. "I love my horny daddy."

I let my head fall back onto the mattress of the sofa bed, unable to cope with the visual sensations of Laura staking her claim to me anymore. She crawled up along me, straddling me as she went. Holding my cock beneath her, she lined herself up, ready to impale her own horny cunt on my cock. But as she put her knee down in the final position, , she screamed out in pain and toppled off me.

"Ahh fuck!" I cried out as her weight in that part of the bed caused the bar in the sofa bed to dig into my back.

"This bed is so shit," Laura laughed, trying to clamber off. "Oww!"

"Yeah, it's definitely only for one." I sat up.

"Well, come on," she smiled as she rose to her feet, holding out her hand. "Let's finish this off in bed."

I took her hand and followed her into the bedroom. Even after everything we'd just done, I couldn't help but sneak a peek at her spectacular naked ass right in front of me. I sniffed a laugh, noticing that it was still a little pink from the spanking I'd given her earlier.

"Hey, perve," she smiled over her shoulder with mock admonishment.

What could I do, but smile and shrug my shoulders?

"Naughty, Daddy," she said playfully, pushing me back onto the bed.

I scooched backwards until I had my head on the pillow, kicking the doona out from under me as I went. Laura followed me on her knees, staring into my eyes through her streaked glasses. She settled over my groin, lowering herself so that she was pressed against the underside of my cock. Her hot, wet labia felt so wonderful against my shaft.

"Staring at your little girl's bare bottom." She bit her bottom lip, then let it flick out in a smile. "Do you want to see my little boobies too, Daddy?"

I opened my mouth to speak, but I couldn't make any sound come out. All I could manage was a nod.

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