Date: Thu, 19 Jan 2012 08:17:11 -0800 (PST)
From: DanielleCD <daniellecdinnj@yahoo.com>
Subject: Danielle and Daddy

DISCLAIMER: This story involves sexual situations between one or more
cross-dressers and/or adult males.

**Also, this particular fantasy deals with consenting ADULTS(over the age
of 21) role-playing in a Daddy/Step-Daughter scene, and should NOT be
mistaken for real underage sex.**

If this offends you, please leave.  Otherwise, please enjoy this fantasy of
mine.  Please, no posting of any of my stories without my prior written
permission(this new disclaimer supercedes any and all previous
disclaimers).  All characters are fictitious except for me, so any
similarities are purely by chance.  Now read on, and enjoy.  If you like
what you read, tell me and maybe I'll write more for you all.  Thank
you... :)

I'd like to take a brief moment and dedicate this story to Red205...you
know who you are...thank you. :)


Part 03: "Danielle and Daddy"
by
DanielleCDinNJ@yahoo.com


	Danielle was leaning comfortably against the headboard of her bed,
pillow supporting her back, legs folded and pointing to her right, feet in
heels, hanging gently off the side of the bed.  That particular morning
Danielle was wearing black 6" stiletto high heel platforms and white
lace-trim ankle socks with a satin bow at the back of each sock.  Nude
thigh highs covered her legs to halfway up her thighs.  A pair of white
cotton panties kept her arousal snuggled firmly in between her legs.  A
blue tartan mini-skirt flowed gently over her upper thighs and slightly
onto the bed.  A white satin blouse, buttoned all the way up and topped
with a small black tie, was tucked neatly into the waist of the skirt.  The
shoulder-length black wig was styled into a pair of pigtails, each tail
sweetly tied with a white satin ribbon.
	Danielle was leaning comfortably against the headboard of her bed,
paging slowly through a magazine.  Nestled in her left arm, she cuddled a
teddy bear; one paw of the stuffed bear clutched in her left hand.  Her
right hand alternated between the turning of the pages and holding the
stick of the round, cherry-flavored lollipop she sweetly sucked on.  Her
lips glistened from both the wetness of the lollipop and the fire
engine-red lipstick she'd recently applied.  She withdrew the lollipop long
enough to draw her moistened tongue over her lips to taste the sweetness
left behind by the candy.  No sooner had she licked her lips than she slid
the lollipop back past her lips and into her waiting mouth.  Her tongue
traced circles around the broad sides of the pop as she looked at the
magazine.  She drew the lollipop out of her mouth again, but this time she
traced the contours of her lips with the edge of the sweet candy.
	Her mouth watered.  She wasn't sure if it was from the candy or
from looking in wanting at the pictures in the magazine.  She was so
engrossed into the magazine that she didn't hear the heavy footsteps
climbing the stairs outside her room.  But she did hear the door to her
room fly open and she slammed the magazine shut and shoved it under the
pillow that was next to her.  A second later her step-father was standing
next to her bed, at her feet glaring down at her.  A million butterflies
suddenly appeared in her stomach.  He had never seen her dressed like this
before.
	She looked up at him and watched him as he took in every inch of
her beauty.  She watched his eyes travel from her feet up her legs and
thighs, slightly peeking under her skirt, up over her blouse to her head.
There he stopped and stared at her face for what seemed like an eternity.
The revelation hit her like a ten-ton weight.  He was staring at her mouth,
the wet lollipop perched halfway across her closed lips.  She reached up
hesitantly and drew the pop the rest of the way out of her hot mouth.  A
string of her saliva mixed with a bit of melted candy connected the top of
the pop with her glistening lower lip.  The thin sticky tether snapped as
she lowered her hand to her lap, but his gaze never left her lips.  She
licked them nervously and realized her breathing had quickened, so much so
that her chest was heaving and her heart was beating furiously in her chest
and ears.
	He never saw her like this and she never expected him to come home
early from work, at least never this early.  Usually, once he left in the
morning, he was on the road until dark.  Her real father had split when she
was six years old.  Reed, her step-father, had shown up a couple of years
later.  Two years after that her mom was killed when the commuter train she
was on had derailed.  So for more than a half-dozen years since, Reed did
the best he could to bring up young Danielle.  She wasn't the perfect
step-daughter, but she was good.  She always tried to listen to him, follow
all his instructions.  He never hurt her, but she was still unnerved by his
gaze.  She could only sit there and stare at him.  She even found it
difficult to look in his eyes.  So she focused her eyes downward.  A minute
later, her thoughts were broken by his deep, commanding voice.  The one he
always used when he was serious about the situation.
	"Danielle, I asked you why you were home."
	"I don't know, sir."
	That was another thing. When you were in trouble you addressed him
as 'sir', no questions asked.
	He sat down on the edge of the bed, his pants-covered thigh pressed
against her stocking-covered legs.
	"You don't know?"
	She knew it was a lame thing to say, but it had been totally by
reflex. But what was she supposed to do? Tell him that she was waiting for
a boy from school to come over? What then?
	"I'm speaking to you, young lady."
	Uh-oh. A million more butterflies fluttered in her stomach.
	"Why are you dressed like that and home from school?" he asked,
raising his voice a bit, making the headboard vibrate from his deep
resonance.
	She swallowed to try to moisten her dry mouth and throat.  She was
only partially successful.
	"I, um, I was going to have a friend over, sir," she whispered.
	"I see."
	He reached over to her left and pulled out the magazine, flipping
nonchalantly through its contents.  He knew what was in there, it was his
magazine.
	"And is this friend a girl or a boy?"
	She swallowed again, then whispering, "Boy, sir."
	"And what were you and this boy going to do, Danielle?"
	For this, she swallowed but could not answer.  He glanced from the
magazine to her and back again, grinning slyly.  He knew.  After all, he
wasn't an idiot.
	He flicked through the magazine again, but this time slower, more
deliberate.  Almost halfway through the magazine, the book popped itself
open to a page that Danielle had earmarked.  It was a picture printed where
he had to turn the book like a Playboy centerfold to see it properly.  Reed
gazed longingly at the two-page spread.  Danielle saw his hand rest softly
on the front of his pants and then rub gently a few times.  She looked at
his face then felt the hot touch of his hand on her right leg.  Even though
Reed had never made any advances toward her in the past, she felt herself
start to get wet.  She swallowed hard this time as he fixed his gaze on her
face.
	"Was this what you were going to do to you boyfriend?"
	She did not hesitate, "Yes, sir."
	He moved his hand up her leg, over her thigh, past the lace-top
band of the thigh high and onto the front of her cotton panties.  She liked
the contact that he was making with her, and began to get hard.  She even
opened her legs reflexively, to allow him more access, if he chose to
pursue it.
	"Have you ever done it before?"
	Danielle was so tuned in to his hand that she didn't hear him.
	He snapped her back to reality by repeating his question louder,
but also calling her a name she'd never expected.
	"Have you ever done it before, slut?"
	She finally was able to make prolonged eye contact with him.  She
felt wetness started flowing as she replied, "One time, sir."
	He dropped the magazine on the floor and it stayed open to the page
Danielle had marked.
	"Did you enjoy it?"
	"Yes, sir," she said, a bit more audible than her previous
responses.
	"Of course you did, slut," he said as he got up off the bed.
	He took a standing postion next to the foot of the bed, an imposing
figure he was.
	"Get over here in front of me, slut, on your knees."
	"Yes, sir."
	Danielle threw her legs over the side of the bed and placed her
high-heeled feet firmly on the floor, deliberately opening her legs and
flashing Reed, showing him the large wet spot that formed on the front of
her panties.  Instead of standing, which would have given Danielle a good
four inches in height over Reed, she crouched down on the floor and crawled
to him.  On her knees, resting back on her heels, she looked up at him
demurely, locking her gaze with his.
	"You know what to do?"
	"Yes, sir."
	"Then get to it, cock whore."
	She tingled all over when he called her 'slut' and 'whore'.  She
reached up and brushed her hands lightly over the front of his pants,
feeling his hard cock through the denim.  She took her fingers and traced
the outline of the seven-inch hardness.  He moaned, but she knew he wanted
much more than to be rubbed.  So she grasped the waistband and unbuttoned
his jeans, lowering the zipper to loosen the pants.  Pulling the pants down
to his knees, she discovered he wore no underwear and was immediately
face-to-face with his hot cock, sticking straight toward her, hard and
throbbing, wet with a drop of precum.
	"Kiss it."
	"Yes, sir."
	She licked her lips and tenderly placed a soft kiss on the head of
his cock, making sure to get that drop of precum on her lips.  He moaned
again and pushed his hips slightly toward her, sending a message that he
wanted more than just a kiss.  So she hotly stuck her tongue out and licked
all around the large mushroom of his cockhead while gripping the hard
muscle at the base.  Her other hand slid softly around to one of his ass
cheeks, squeezing and caressing as she licked his cock.
	"Yeah, that's my little girl."
	She stroked and licked at the same time.  Running her wet lips up
and down the underside caused a considerable amount of precum to ooze its
way out of the head and down toward her lips.  She hungrily sucked it up
and moved her mouth closer to the point where the precum was emerging.
Twirling her tongue around the head, she gripped the shaft and drew her
hand up one time, forcing whatever precum that had gathered inside his cock
to come dribbling out onto her fingers.  Lust won out over taste and she
sluttishly rubbed the fluid all over her lips, coating them with sweet,
sticky wetness.
	"Oh, you're gonna be Daddy's cumslut, aren't you, Danielle?"
	"Oo, yes, sir," she said, rubbing a bit more fluid on her lips.
	"Suck my cock, you whore.  I wanna feel your hot slut mouth on me."
	She didn't answer him this time, no response was needed other than
for her to plunge his hot rod into her waiting mouth.  He moaned loudly as
her lips closed around his shaft and the head of his cock rubbed over her
tongue to the back of her throat.  She loved it.  She loved the feeling it
gave her to know how much pleasure she was giving him.  She was actually
giving herself pleasure because she enjoyed it so much. As he moved in and
out of her mouth, she twirled her tongue all around.  She tasted the slight
sweetness of precum and became so hard she had to pull the top of her
panties down to free her throbbing cock.  She sucked and stroked Reed, all
while slowly rubbing herself.
	"Did I tell you that you can do that, slut?"
	She quickly removed her hand from her hot hardness and placed it
back on his ass, drawing him further into her mouth.  She felt the cum
start to build in his shaft and felt his balls draw closer together.  She
knew he would cum soon.
	"Oo, you fucking little slut...I don't know what I want more, to
spray your face with my cum or to shoot it in your mouth."
	She'd never swallowed cum before.  Tasted it, yes. Spread precum
endlessly on her lips, yes.  But swallow?  She enjoyed the last time she
had a cock.  Her lover popped it out of her mouth a second before he spurt
and it landed all over her lips, chin and cheeks.  She had been so turned
on by it that as soon as the cum hit her lips, she exploded in her panties,
smearing cum all over the inside of her new cotton whites.  She loved the
feel of those wet panties that she wore them all that day and even to bed
that night.
	"That's it, whore, oh yes."
	"Mmmm," she moaned on his cock.
	"You want Daddy to cum for my little cock whore?"
	"Mm hm," she moaned in response.
	It was as if he could read her mind and picture her going to bed
with cum-soaked panties.  He grabbed a pigtail in each hand and began
thrusting quickly in and out of her mouth, fucking it relentlessly.  She
loved how the head felt as it rubbed on her tongue and how the shaft made
her lips tingle from the friction.  Precum and saliva were building up
inside her mouth but since Reed was fucking her face so fast, she couldn't
swallow.  Thin threads of fluid leaked out the corners of her mouth and
down her chin.  She still had a good grip on his cock, so his thrusting
wasn't gagging her, and she was in heaven.  She wanted this moment to last
forever.  She would always crave the feeling of a hot cock in her mouth.
	"Get ready you fucking whore, Daddy's gonna cum!"
	Reed thrust powerfully one last time then quickly withdrew his
raging prick from her mouth.  The pool of saliva and precum that she was
unable to swallow spilled out and dribbled down her chin.  A second later
she saw and felt the first shot of his hot sperm erupt from his cock and
land directly on her lipstick and precum-smeared lips.
	"Oh, Daddy!," she moaned loudly, threads of cum dripping from one
lip to the other.
	She reached up to rub the hot jism around, but her fingers got in
the way of Reed's next few spurts of cum and the sperm splashed in between
her fingers and on her cheeks and down her chin and neck.  She moved her
fingers over her cum-coated cheeks, leaving her open mouth exposed for the
next volley of hot love juice.  His final two spurts flew directly into her
mouth and slid down her tongue to the back of her throat where she
swallowed hungrily.  It was her first real taste of cum and she loved it.
She loved it so much that she plunged his softening cock back in her mouth
and sucked and licked it clean of every drop of cum.  When she was done
with his cock, she sat back on her heels and fingered the cum that was all
over her face and neck, occasionally licking some up.
	"That's my little girl!," he said proudly.
	She blushed through the cum and said, "Mmm, thank you, Daddy."
	Sitting down in Danielle's rocking chair to catch his breath, Reed
told her, "Now get up on that bed and clean yourself off as best you can."
	Danielle rose shakily to her feet, as she had been on her knees the
whole time.  Steadying herself, she turned and climbed onto the bed,
stretching her legs and feet, pointing her toes as far away from her body
as she could.  It felt good to slink on the bed and she knew it would
arouse Reed.  She turned over and laid on her back, skirt riding high on
her stomach.  She opened her legs wide, bending the at the knees and
bringing her heel-clad feet as far up to her as she could.  The white
cotton panties did little to hold in her hot cock.
	"Sexy little slut," he muttered, smiling.
	Danielle paid only a little attention to her own pleasure as she
pumped her cock against the band of the panties.  Laying there, humping the
air, she began to scoop the cum Reed has blasted on her face and neck.
Drawing a finger down her nose, she gathered all the cum that had landed
there and let the fluid drip off her finger and into her mouth.  She then
took two fingers and wiped up as much as she could collect off her left
cheeks and sucked her fingers like a cock.
	"Play with your cock, slut."
	She didn't need to be told twice.  While sucking Reed's cum off her
fingers, she grabbed the top of the panties and shoved it under her balls,
wedging the panties in place, freeing her raging cock.  She took hold of
herself and furiously stroked, already lubricated by the oozing precum that
had soaked the top of her panties.  Her attention alternated between the
eating of Reed's cum and her pistoning fist.  She gathered up the last gobs
of cum from her neck and shoved her fingers in her mouth, sucking hungrily
and moaning loudly.  With just a few more strokes, Danielle began pumping
spurt after spurt of her hot cum all over her cock, her jerking hand and
her crumpled miniskirt.
	"That's my little girl," Reed whispered.
	Danielle lay motionless, except for her heavy breathing.  Her left
hand, two fingers in her mouth, rested on her chin.  Her right hand,
cum-covered, still clenched the semi-soft cock that was the center of her
magnificent orgasm.  She lay there, thinking about what had just happened,
feeling tingles and shivers all over her body, deciding that wherever she
and Reed ended up, she was going to be his personal suck slut forever.  She
withdrew her fingers from her mouth and her hand fell onto her chest, still
rising and falling with her rhythmic panting.
	"Now clean it up," he commanded.
	"Yes, Daddy," she whispered.
	She held the head of her cock with a few fingers, pointing the
semi-hard muscle towards the ceiling as her free hand began wiping and
scooping all the white gobbets of sweet cum.  Danielle alternated between
wiping the fluid on her cum and lipstick-smeared lips and licking and
swallowing the sticky sweetness.  The only cum that she left behind was the
thin film of stickiness that she was unable to scoop up.
	"Get up and take off your blouse and skirt."
	Danielle rose off the bed obediently and shed the two pieces of
clothing she was commanded to remove.
	"Throw them on the chair," Reed said, getting up out of the rocker,
partially fastening his pants.
	She gently put the clothes on the chair and Reed grabbed her hand
and led her into the bathroom that was just outside her room.  The cold
fluorescent light gave Danielle the look of a used, wanton hooker.
Lipstick smeared, bra straps off her shoulders, panties stained with cum,
thigh high stockings mussed.  She saw herself in the mirror and saw how
used she looked.  She loved what she saw and grinned to herself in the
reflection of the glass.
	"Get in the tub and sit, just like you were on the bed when I
walked in on you."
	"Yes, Daddy," she said, climbing carefully into the tub.
	"Hurry, I can't hold it."
	Danielle mimicked the pose of the one she was in when she was on
the bed looking through Reed's porn magazine.  She looked up sweetly at
him, locking her eyes with his.  He stood at the side of the tub and
swiftly undid his pants and whipped out his semi-hard member.  In no time a
stream of hot yellow liquid shot out of his cock.  At first he pointed the
end of the flow onto Danielle's neck, urine streaming down her chest, belly
and soaking her panties.  Reed slowly lowered the flow of urine down to
drench her panties, turning the white fabric to yellow.  He moved the
stream down her stockinged legs and soaked her socks and high heels.  As he
relieved himself on Danielle's body and lingerie, he felt himself getting
close to being empty.  So he pointed the head of his cock and sprayed the
last of his hot piss right at her open mouth. It splashed loudly in her
mouth and she had no choice but to swallow the pungent liquid. When he was
finished emptying his bladder on his step-daughter, he grabbed her head and
wiped what urine was left on the head of his cock all over her face.
	"Get out and get dressed, whore," he said, yanking her out of the
tub, making her heels slide on the slippery surface.
	"Yes, sir," she said, leaving the bathroom as Reed's cold urine
dripped out of her panties and down her legs.  He could hear the wet
swishing of her feet in her heels as Danielle hurriedly made her way to the
chair to retrieve her clothes.
	"Make it quick, you fucking whore, I wanna fuck that sweet ass," he
said as he removed his pants.
	Danielle dressed as quick as she could.  As she adjusted the
buttons and zippers, she noticed Reed leering at her, stroking his cock to
complete hardness.  Seeing him in that position gave her an electric tingle
in the base of her cock.
	"Get on the bed, on your back."
	"Yes, Daddy," she said, hurrying to comply.
	In no time, his cock was in her mouth, pistoning in and out.
	"Get it wet, slut."
	She worked on his cock, top to bottom, over and under, soaking it
with her saliva.  When he was satisfied she'd done as commanded, he mounted
the bed. Pulling her panties just far enough away from her ass, he wiped
the head of his rock-hard pole over the entrance to her asshole.  Then he
wasted no time shoving himself into her love channel.
	"Daddy!," she screamed, the pain searing through her body,
centering on her once-virgin asshole.
	"Take it, slut!"
	He pulled out about three-quarters of the way then rammed back into
her, causing Danielle to bump her head on the bed's massive headboard.
	"Uh...Daddy!"
	"Shut up, you worthless cunt!"
	He fucked her relentlessly.  In and out he pumped her ass, a froth
building up from the precum and her spit, dripping onto the bed.  She
finally felt no pain, but felt the tremendous pressure that he was exerting
inside of her body.
	"F-fuck me, Daddy!"
	Words he loved to hear.  His arousal grew as well as his hardness.
Pumping harder, Danielle's ass-cheeks shook like jello with every thrust.
Her legs, lewdly up in the air, swung back and forth in rhythm to his
pistoning member.
	"Fill me with your c-cum, Daddy!"
	"You want it, don't you slut?"
	"Oh, y-yes, show me you love me, Daddy.  C-cum inside me, Daddy!"
	It was about as much as he could take.  Between the tightness of
her ass and her slutty talk, Reed felt the hot flow of cum start to course
through his cock.  He grabbed Danielle's thighs and plunged his cock all
the way into her hole with such force, she smacked her head on the bed.
They both felt the cum stream out of his cock like the piss he'd just taken
on her.  He lost himself in the orgasm he felt deep in his balls, she lost
herself in the feeling of his hot cum coating the inside of her love
channel.  In doing so, she gripped the sides of the mattress, her cock
spewing a load of cum in her piss-soaked panties.  He spurted more inside
her, she spurted more in her panties, her fluid mixing with his.
	"Oh..my..God..Daddy!...uh!..Daddy!"
	He couldn't spurt another drop and collapsed on top of her.  She
didn't have a drop left either and brought her arms up off the bed to wrap
them around Reed.  They lay there, arms wrapped around each other, panting,
catching their breaths.  He planted soft kisses on her lips and cheeks,
telling his step-daughter how beautiful she was and how much he loved her.
She returned his kisses and told him how much she loved serving him.
	"You're so beautiful, Danielle.  Get yourself cleaned up and
changed, and I'll take you out."
	"Yes, Daddy," she said, basking in the glow of the best orgasm
she'd ever felt, then deeply kissed him.


End of Adventure #3.  :)

Enjoy! I hope to keep you all interested!  I have more story ideas planned,
so we'll see how things go from here.  Thank you all so much for your words
of kindness and encouragement!

Danielle

Here are the other stories in the "Danielle" series of Adventures:

Part 01: "Danielle's First Meeting"
Part 02: "Danielle at the Office"