by Writing Shark
Elise is your big girl
After you bring Gemma home you find Elise Winters on the elementary school playground where you and your daughters spent many hours together in their former years.
“I thought you put a tracker on me or something,” you hear her voice from the climbing frame in the middle of the large sandpit. You quickly climb up and sit with her in the shelter of the covered tower.
“I don’t need a tracker if my daughters trust me.” This causes Elise to bury her face in her arms, which she rests on her drawn knees.
“I trust you too, Daddy,” she murmurs so quietly you can barely hear her. It’s a fortunate circumstance that the children at school just have classes right now, what you’re doing now would be very… unpleasant with witnesses around.
“I know, Elise. I know.” You sit down next to your daughter and pull her close, putting your arm around her slim shoulders and slipping your hand under her shirt. Her little nipples are hard and stiff and reach out to you greedily even when her body half-heartedly tries to withdraw from you. “You’re a cute girl,” you grin as your hands massage her breasts. “I can grope you anytime, anywhere, but when it comes to making you happy, you’re always as bratty as you were before.”
“Sorry Dad,” she murmurs and contracts even more, but does nothing to deny you her titties.
“Elise.” You pull her chin towards you. There is something about young woman looking at you with trust and a little bit of uncertainty. “You’re a Winters. I am your father.”
“But only my father…” You grip a little tighter, press her cheeks together and form a kissing mouth.
“Now listen to me carefully, you stupid little thing,” you growl, but make it clear that you support her. “I like it when you’re bratty and difficult, that makes you good to fuck. But I want you to be happy. Finally get this into your stubborn little head and be a good girl for your father.”
Elise blinks at you, then you let go of her. Her fingers feel the place where your hand was, then she looks at you with the fire that you like about her. There always is a solution for bad thoughts for Elise now.
“Fuck me, Daddy.”
It’s dangerous but you both don’t care. Dressed on top and naked on the bottom, Elise spreads her legs for you while you just have to unbutton your fly to release your monster. The girl looks around nervously but it’s too late to back down.
“Daddy is here honey” you whisper as you position yourself between her bare thighs. Her pussy is already dilated, wet and all ready, and her brain is too after your words. “I’ll take care of everything.”
“Put it in me Daddy” Elise begs, holding onto your shoulders. “Fuck the doubts out of me.”
“Ah… Hnnnnmah… Ah… Ha…”
“Are you in pain honey?”
“Yes,” she moans quietly. “Keep going…please…” You push her sore bottom across the sand-speckled floor of the play structure. While pupils are studying in the houses around you, you fuck your 20 year-old daughter quickly and efficiently but with love. There is always room for love, no matter how horny you are and you always want to fuck that hot body of Elise Winters.
“I want to see you happy,” you complete her thoughts and tell her the important part.
“Then fuck me Daddy… fuck me hard and fast and make me dare to…” Then she bites your shoulder as you lift her body up and impale her on your cock. You kneel together on the sandy wooden floor, she on top of you, and ride towards your climax. Then you lean against the wall of the small house on stilts.
“Ride me like a woman Honey,” you say and this time Elise is too obsessed with the good feelings to be afraid of the responsibility. Of course you know what’s going on with her, probably better than she does, since she’s a girl and you’re a man. “It’s okay honey,” you whisper to her as her wet cunt slides up and down on you and your hands go back under her shirt. “You are safe, no matter what you do or where you are. Whether here on the playground or somewhere else. Daddy is always there for you.”
“Daddy…” She almost chokes on her words as she rides you and her body begins to shake. “Yes daddy… I love you…”
“I love you too Elise.” You kiss each other lip on lip, no tongue, just a loving kiss. “And now come for me little bitch.” And her giggle is the prelude to the orgasm that is about to follow.
She came twice before you emptied yourself inside her and it’s good to see that despite her confusion she is capable of multiple orgasms.
“I don’t want kids Daddy…” she whispers in your ear as she lies on top of you, away from the sandy ground, her fingers on your body, still half naked.
“I understand,” is all you say.
“No,” she shakes her head and looks at you. “I am your daughter. James.” She smiles. “And I do what you tell me. Look at me.” She rises on top of you, her pussy rubbing against your stomach as she presents herself to you. “It’s all yours, Daddy. If you want to fuck it, then fuck it. If you want to beat it, then beat it. If you want to marry it, marry it. And if you want to get it pregnant… then get it pregnant. I’m your daughter and what I want doesn’t matter. I know you know what makes me happy. Better than me. But you asked and I’m not going to lie. I don’t want to get pregnant.”
“Then what do you want Elise?” Your fingers run through her hair. You laugh as she blushes.
“I want to continue going to school. I want to educate myself and… I want to go to university.” It*s obvious. With the lackluster upbringing of Amy, her slim chances of higher education, her suppressed dreams and the insights of corporate business she got from you in Japan, Elise wants to become successful. Normally you would beat those thoughts out of a girl’s head. Work and money have no place in a woman’s life, only her family. But in Elise you admire her devotion to the world you life in, your way of life and the acknowledgment of the sacrifices you make.
“And what do you do?” you laugh. “Dye your hair blue, get fat and hate men, money and power?”
“No!” she protests and lies on top of you again.
“What do you want to do?” you ask more gently. “I am on your side.”
“I want to be as smart as Alice,” she says. “But she has a purpose. She is perfect to work with you. I don’t know if I have one too. If you tell me what my purpose is then I will believe it.” She kisses you deeply. “But you’re too good a father not to give your little whores a choice. I thank you for that.”
“Okay.” And that settles the matter. “I support you in what you want to do. The only thing I ask is that you support your sisters.” You look at her for a long time.
For her to make me do this… clever girl.
“I’m going to get Gemma pregnant.” Elise’s eyes widen. “Maybe she already is.”
“Oh…” she just says. “I understand. Wow… Okay…” She giggles. “Dad, I promise I’ll help Alice keep us under control. I won’t cause you any problems.” Then she laughs and puts her face on your upper body. “Gemma is pregnant? She’ll freak out when she finds out.”
“And that’s why I need your help.” You rub her back. “And also…” She lifts her head and looks at you. “I’m not done with you yet either.”
“More surprises?” She smiles contentedly, if a little tired.
“At a given time.”
“You decide, Daddy,” she assures you. “And we follow. All of us.” You kiss her long and deeply, you hold her cheeks and caress her skin as she experiences safety and intimacy in this risky place. “And I promise to obey you, whatever you say.”
“Good girl.”
Then the bell rings and you jump. You almost don’t make it but then you sit in the car, panting slightly from the sprint and hoping that the elementary school kids are too young to recognize ass prints in sand.
“Daddy?” Elise asks next to you. You look at her. “A second time? in the car?” She smiles.
The best father is one who gets his way because his children enjoy obeying him. If Elise want’s an education, it’s okay with you.
Writing Shark 