Haley.
Tonight was her party to celebrate her graduation, her becoming a woman, but those big blue eyes looking up at me, with all the need and want of a young girl, tell me she isn’t as inclined to grow up as her father would like to think. No, Haley is innocent, pure, untouched, and everything inside me wants to own her. My 20-year friendship to Roger be damned.
In one night I’ve cast aside all my morals, along with the trust of her father, to bathe in my own darkest desires. I went to her party to watch over her, to celebrate her passage into adult life. A life that doesn’t include playing board games and late-night bedtime stories. But what I witnessed was her total ignorance to the danger right in front of her.
I keep patting myself on the back for saving her from the piece of shit kid who drugged and almost raped her. Watching him follow her around all night had me on edge, but her seeming to like the attention made me livid. I wanted to pick her up and throw her over my shoulder like a Neanderthal. Every time I tried to get close to her, just to hear what they were talking about, that Jane bitch would only cackle in my ear, adding to the headache her perfume had already given me.
I cheer myself on for beating his punk ass to within an inch of his life and having him hauled off to jail. Hell, Roger actually did pat me on the back for that one. In fact, convincing myself that Haley needed to come home with me to be watched over was harder than convincing Roger. He trusts me with his little girl. Probably because she has always been my little girl too. Only Roger and I have very different views of how we want to treat our little girl.
I made my deal with the devil the moment I brought her back to my home.
I stripped her naked and tied her to my bed. What the fuck did I think was going to happen? I said goodbye to all my morals the moment I saw her bare for the first time. Juicy. Her whole body was just so juicy. Wide hips and thick thighs that led to the most perfect cunt I’d ever seen. Barely any hair and totally natural.
I knew she was a virgin, and it took all the power in my body not to spread those delicious thighs and look at her hymen. I needed to see the evidence of her innocence, but I wanted her to be the one to show me.
Instead, my eyes went back to the huge breasts that overfilled any top and bra she’d ever worn. Rosy nipples taunt me, making me angry that, after all these years, I couldn’t cum without thinking of them. I’d seen them once two summers ago when her too-small bathing suit top came off after she jumped into the pool. For two goddamn years I couldn’t so much as let loose a single drop of cum without seeing those perfect nipples in my mind.
Today I completed the fantasy and marked what was mine. I unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants. I pulled down my boxer briefs just enough to let the monster out of the cage. This beast was too wild to let loose on her just yet.
I straddled her stomach and knelt, positioning myself above those perfect tits. I licked my palm and stroked myself hard in a punishing rhythm. I looked into her sweet face, and at that moment, she licked her fucking lips. It was like she was sending me a sign and telling me to mark her as mine. To claim her virgin pussy for whatever my dick desired.
I beat my cock harder as pre-cum wept onto her chest. This was no gentle jerk-off session, this was an angry stroking for all those years I couldn’t touch her. I looked at her sweet lips and I swear I could hear her say “Daddy” in that shy voice. I could almost see that pink tongue peeking out, begging for a drop of what only Daddy’s dick could give her.
I came with a heavy grunt all over her nipples while my hips kept thrusting like a rutting animal trying to mate. I even ran the tip of my dick around her areola, rubbing out the last of my orgasm against her skin, not wanting her to miss a drop.
My pact with the devil was complete. I climbed off my beautiful little girl and stuffed my still rock-hard cock back into my pants. I smiled as I tied the blindfold on Haley and left the room. She was finally mine.
Setting my tumbler on the low table beside me, I know it’s time to wake Haley. I’ve been checking on her every hour since I brought her to my home. Now it’s time to explain our new relationship. Daddy William needs his little girl.
I open the door to my bedroom, and I can feel right away that Haley is awake. She is lying on my bed, tied and completely naked. I can practically see her heart beating from across the room. I note that her breathing is rapid and she’s trying to keep calm. My sweet little girl is so brave.
“Haley.”
She stiffens for just a moment before responding.
“Da…W-William. Is that you?”
It breaks my fucking heart that I made her stop calling me ‘Daddy William’, but it was for her own good. For both of us, really.