Daddy's Babygirl

Creeping in the dark towards her room, I know I shouldn’t, I must stay out of there. But I can’t, my control is lost like a dark horse in the night. It follows it’s on path, taking and guiding me to the place I need to be.  
 
The door slightly ajar as if inviting me, begging me almost to enter into her small little world. Closer now, I can hear her sleeping sighs and even those are magically musical to me, erotic in its own tone and drumming within my ears, or maybe it’s my heart beating with a profuse rapidness.  
 
Sweat seems to begin, first in my hands and then down my face, adrenaline pumping through my pulsing veins like a flooding river. Uncontrolled excitement building as never before, nervousness follows with the anticipation of the craving lust of her innocence.
 
I can smell her now, even that causes a deep stirring within my loins, every piece of her excites me, there is nothing that doesn’t. Her skin so very soft as my hand slightly grazes across her bare legs, electrifying like a bolt of lightning striking through my body.  
 
My trembling hands will not stop there, they can’t, it’s impossible now and they push up further, closer to where they must go. My emotions rampant with carnal expectations, out of control like a wildfire in a burning forest. Spreading faster and faster, hotter and hotter the blaze becomes as I keep pushing.
 
I can see her soft little smile in the dark, her lips so tender and inviting. It is time I think to myself, will she scream, will she be afraid or does she want me as I so desperately want her?
 
My hands continue to feel her softness, further and further until I reach her forbidden place. My lips so gently reach hers, for an instant I start to pull away. I should but I can’t, It’s too late. I can taste her now and she is just as I expected.  
 
Pressing harder on her lips, tasting more with each second. My trembling hands have now become steady I feel the wetness between her legs. I look at her beautiful little face and I see her eyes open, her hands pull me towards her and the whispering sighs of her voice tells me that she is truly "Daddy’s Babygirl"

As I continue to fondle, my desires become stronger. The bond unbreakable, the decadent perversions swirl in my head in a whirlpool of emotions. Strange feelings of wrongness but a deep wanting that only she can fulfill. I feel her legs part as my fingers probe inside her, her own lust obvious to me as her kisses become harder against my lips.

Her tongue so inexperienced yet so perfect as it penetrates my mouth, deep pushes of the soft flesh in a hurried rush. I can hear her breaths through the kisses, shallow at first and then faster with a rapid pace. I can feel her sweat as it trickles down her neck, the salty taste of her skin sends another wave of yearning through my body.

Images, thoughts and remembrances began to form inside my head, stacking like pieces of paper one after the other. Her sitting on my lap, squirming, teasing and playing, almost purposely as she makes my cock throb. Pictures of her running around in tight little shorts that barely expose her beautiful little ass. Her naked body dripping after a bath as she walks through the house in all her nakedness. Seemingly innocent touches of my cock as we wrestle around on the floor.

All these memories flood back to me and suddenly I realize, it is not I who has been in control, my sweet devilish Lolita has been all this time, just as she is now.

Her legs open even wider as I move on top of her, my cock barely inches away as I look at her, her eyes intense as she stares in mine. Hesitant I am but she quickly erases it with her words, “Fuck me Daddy, fuck me now.”

Her vile words coming from her angelic face sends me over the edge as my cock reaches her, slowly I push and I feel her open up, my cock escaping into her wetness and the feeling is just as I always imagined. The carnal lust too strong to resist and I push harder past her barrier of virgin hood. “Harder Daddy” I hear her say and I begin to pound her tight cunt. Her screams become louder with each thrust until I explode inside her.

Looking at her sweet face I see tears running down her cheeks, I can tell though, they aren’t sad tears but tears of satisfaction as she whispers to me, “Do it again Daddy, fuck your babygirl.”