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slide between my lips.
    He parted me and began circling my clit with a single
fingertip. I groaned and began to raise my hips in time with his movements,
trying to meet him and tease more pressure out of his touch.
    “Heh. Someone is eager. And you’re so very wet.”
    “Yes Daddy. I’m so wet for you. I want it so bad. Please
make me come Daddy.”
    My voice was perhaps a little too childish and petulant as I
milked it for all it was worth, but Max didn’t seem to mind. He didn’t seem to
mind at all. I think I’d been too caught up in my own needs to notice how hard
he was. His cock, jutting into my ribcage, was like an iron bar. An awareness
of the effect I was having on him, created another rush of pride.
    At first I resisted the finger he tried to force inside me.
But I was so wet and well lubricate it was impossible. I felt myself stretch to
accommodate him and soon he was able to slide his finger in and out of me in
time with the rubbing of my clit.
    This was enough to push me over the edge. I had had orgasms
before but nothing like this. This was something else. I felt it in my whole
body. My muscles tensing and then being flooded with warm gooey ecstasy as that
knot in my stomach unraveled and sent tendrils of pleasure worming their way
through my young body.
    As it passed I felt myself trembling uncontrollably. My
breath coming in irregular gasps of air as I tried to regain control of my own
body. That was... that was... Oh God that was sensational.
    He wasn’t finished yet though. His hand remained firm
against my pussy as I rode out several little waves of post-orgasm tremors. And
once I was still he started again. His fingers flat against me, applying
pressure in a smooth and constant circling motion.
    I was still sensitive but the motion felt so good. Too good,
within seconds I found my body being rocked by another orgasm. Not as powerful
as the first, but more raw and intense. I could feel the aches in my body now,
the dull throbbing pain in my poor ass and these sensations mingled with the
jagged waves of pleasure that rocked my body.
    By the time he was done I was a mess. Everything was sore
and my body ached, but I felt like I was wrapped in a cocoon of bliss. Daddy
pulled me up and turned me around. Allowing me to curl up in his lap and cling
to him.
    I reached towards his crotch. Maybe I could return the
favor, maybe Daddy would like that. But he intercepted my hand and placed it on
his leg. Not now. Not tonight . I understood and just  lay still in his arms. Content and smiling.
     
    - X -
     
    The next morning I slept late. When I got out of bed every
movement set off explosions of pain in my ass. My mouth dropped open when I saw
it in the mirror. The red of the previous night had turned into two matching
purple bruises on each cheek. They were huge and ugly and I wouldn’t be able to
wear a swimsuit for a while, but I felt ridiculously proud of them.
    Max was already up. He was cooking breakfast. I made a grab
for a rasher of bacon and he swatted me across the knuckles with a spatula.
    “I don’t know what time of day you call this, but we have to
go pick your mother up from the airport later and I want this place spotless
before she gets home. You need to start treating her with a little more respect
and that’s going to mean doing more chores and pulling your weight around here
OK?”
    My first instinct was to respond with something glib and
obnoxious. I mean it was kind of my thing. But as I went to open my mouth I
felt a twinge of pain in my ass and flashed back to the wonderful orgasms of
the night before. Maybe I should try not being such a brat for a while. At
least until my ass wasn’t so sore.
    “Sure... M... Daddy.” I beamed up at him, giving him my best
little-angel smile.
    He smiled back and handed me a plate of bacon and eggs,
“That’s my girl.”
    And I was. I was his girl. And that made me so happy.
     
    - X -
     

I Can’t Believe He Shaved Me!
     
    “We should