Madison loves her daddy’s cream, Part 3
Introduction:
I’ve decided not to state the ages of the young girls in this story. This is to allow the tastes of the reader to fill in the blanks with their own preferences. As I wrote this, I found myself re-editing it several times, but eventually you need to just accept that a piece is finished, and share it. This chapter has alot more speaking and less actual sex than the first to parts did, but I think it builds nicely on what has already happened, and sets the scene for part 4. enjoy.
Becky rushed to the door to answer, knowing her best friend, Madison, was supposed to be coming over. Becky had needed to rush to get cleaned up and dressed before she arrived, as she had been getting throat fucked by her daddy only 15 minutes ago. She was wearing a pleated mini-skirt that barely covered her bubble butt, a spaghetti strap top, socks, and a pair of sneakers. She never wore panties if she could get away with it, because she liked to feel the breeze blow across her cunny lips when she walked. She had quickly learned that if she tried that at school, if the wrong teachers saw that she wasnât wearing any panties, they would send her home to change at best, or sheâd get suspended if she was caught too often. And if the right teachers saw, they might give her an easier time in class, or even give her a better grade in a difficult subject. But since it was summer vacation, she could always get away with it around the house, but if she was heading out her mommy would remind her she needed to wear some to keep the perverts away.
When she opened the door, the feeling of the breeze across her cunny felt nice, and she was happy to see Madisonâs smiling face. Madison was wearing a blue flowery print sun dress that, while it was longer than Beckyâs mini-skirt, looked incredible when put together with Madisonâs flame-red curls, and freckled cheeks. âCome on in. Mommy and daddy will be down soon. I was thinking that maybe we could try and talk them into taking us to see that new movie everyoneâs been talking about.â
Madison smiled, and said âThat sounds like fun, but do you mind if I raid your cupboards? I was so distracted by⊠well letâs just say that, I havenât had breakfast yet.â
âOf course not, I was just about to grab something myself when you arrived.â
By the time Beckyâs parents came downstairs, the two of them had finished their breakfast, and been discussing various topics for a few minutes. Madison had related the story of the morningâs events with her father to Becky, and in turn been told, quite casually, as though it were completely normal, that Becky had been enjoying her daddyâs cream directly from the source, every morning, right in front of her mother, for nearly as long as she could remember. To the two of them, it now seemed that the odd behavior was with Madisonâs daddy trying to hide his cream in the ice-cream he made her, rather than just asking Madison to suck his âmorning woodâ till she got his cream straight from him, not to mention that she seemed to be behind on her cock sucking education. Perhaps it was since her parents divorced when she was so little, so he didnât have her mommy there to help explain things to her and help her learn properly. So rather than make them both feel awkward and clumsy, he instead got the cream for her. And it would have been a difficult conversation to ask her to try his cream, so instead he tried to hide it in her treat. And since he now knew she liked it, he should be more comfortable letting her get it from him herself.
So, when Beckyâs parentâs came down stairs, it was to hearing Madison exclaim, âBut if daddy is so worried about not having my mommy there to teach me how to do it right, how will I convince him to even let me try?â and Becky responding, âWell I bet heâd feel more comfortable about it if you had seen it done before. That way you would just need to have me there to give you proper pointers.â
âThis sounds interesting, what are you girls up to?â asked Marie.
âWell mommy, Madison was just telling me that her daddy is so uncomfortable without her mommy there to help teach her how to properly get her daddyâs cream, and talk to her about weather sheâd like to try it, that she caught him hiding it in her ice-cream instead. And I was thinking that if daddy and I were to show Madison how to get a daddyâs cream properly, then she could make her daddy more comfortable by just having me there to give her pointers.â
Richard and Marie immediately looked to each other with surprise written all over their faces. Then Marie, realizing that both girls still seemed to be under the impression that what they were asking was typical to all households with young daughters, decided it was time to explain a few things to them. âBecky, while I think itâs good that you want to help Madison and her daddy to get more comfortable with her trying to get her daddyâs cream herself, you do realize that what weâve been doing every morning, and what Madisonâs daddy did this morning, could get us all into a lot of trouble if the authorities, or even Madisonâs mother ever found out?â Both girls now looked very confused. âBut, I donât get it. Why isnât it okay? I love getting daddyâs cream every morning, and you said the extra protein was good for a growing girl.â
âIt is sweetheart, but there are a lot of people who think that a young girl shouldnât even know about the cream her daddy makes, and most certainly shouldnât be helping to get it to come out, or be drinking it. And itâs these people that have been making the rules and laws. So they think that if they knew about us, and they stopped us from doing what weâve been doing, theyâd be protecting you from us. Even though we all know that you could have decided you didnât want to do anything at any time and it would have been okay. And thatâs why Madisonâs daddy thought he had to keep it a secret that he was giving his cream to Madison, even from her.â Then after exchanging concerned looks with Madison, Becky asked âDoes that mean I have to stop coming to get daddyâs cream every morning?â after smiling and letting out a chuckle, Marie says âOf course not. I could never get in the way of the bond between my daughter and her daddy. I just want you girls to realize that you shouldnât be so casual about who you tell these things to, or where you talk about them.â At that the girls seemed to relax again and smile, âGoody. Does that mean we can help Madison with her daddy?â
Then Richard speaks up, âThatâs up to Madison. Your mother and I donât mind, but now that Madison realizes that getting caught could get her daddy in a lot of trouble, does she still want to take the risk?â After giving it a momentâs thought, Madison says âIf it means my daddy will be happier, and I still get to have his cream, then Iâm definitely willing to risk it. And I promise, I wonât tell anyone elseâ
âObviously, when he thought you didnât, and wouldnât, know, he was willing to sneak his cream into your ice-cream, but we still donât know how he feels about actually having you suck and stroke his cock to get more. You may have your hands full trying to get him comfortable enough to let you try.â
âWhy donât you, Becky, and I, give Madison a demonstration of how to properly stimulate a manâs cock and swallow all his cream? And afterword, Iâll talk with the girls privately on how to seduce a reluctant daddy, which is something I know a lot about, and then they can arrange a sleep over at Madisonâs house for a day or two?â
At the suggestion, Becky jumped up from her seat, and started to hop up and down while patting her hands together. The action caused her mini-skirt to repeatedly rise up and reveal her bald, little cunny. âUsually I only get to do this right when we get up! I canât wait!â She then grabbed her daddyâs hand and started to lead him towards the stairs. Her parentâs then stop her and say, âWe donât need to go back to bed to do this, you can get your daddyâs cream right in the living room.â And Marie gestures towards her fatherâs favorite seat, an old recliner that has nice soft cushions. Becky loved to sit on her daddyâs lap in that chair when they watched movies, because she could always feel her daddyâs cock get stiff in his pants under her, and that felt really nice against her cunny.
Richard stood in front of his chair, waited for his wife and daughter to kneel in front of him, and for Madison to get into a position affording a good view of the action. Then he let Marie unbutton and unzip his pants, letting them drop to the floor. She then looked to Becky, who with a smile pulled down his boxers, revealing his semi-hard cock. âWhy isnât it hard already daddy? Isnât it supposed to be hard before we start?â Then Marie explained that, already having throat-fucked his daughter that morning, and then while Becky was in the shower, fucked his wife, his cock would need a bit of stimulation to get stiff enough for their demonstration. And she pushed her husband back into a sitting position, saying âI have an idea of how we can get him really hard, really fast. Itâs something Iâve always wanted to see, and Iâm sure your daddy has fantasized about for quite some time.â Then she smiled, and looked deep into his eyes. âI know youâve always enjoyed the peaks you get at Beckyâs cunny, because of her dislike of panties. And I know you love to let her sit in your lap, knowing she isnât wearing anything under her skirt. SoâŠâ And she looked to Becky, ââŠwould you like to sit on daddyâs lap, and rub his cock with your little cunny?â
Becky felt her cunny get damp at even the suggestion of putting her daddyâs cock against her cunny. She had been discovering the pleasures that came from rubbing her cunny with her fingers, especially the little stiff bump at the top of her slit. And she had been rubbing herself to sleep each night for quite a while. She climbed onto her daddyâs lap, facing him this time, and let her mother adjust the position of daddyâs cock, so it rested against his stomach, before lowering her cunny so that it rested against the warm shaft of her daddyâs cock.
She immediately felt a wave of pleasure wash through her cunny, and up into her chest. She also heard her daddy let out a deep breath of air that he had been holding in, and saw him smile as he looked into her eyes. âOh, my god! My little girl is pressing her naked cunny against my cock, and her mother not only allowed it, but it was her idea!â Becky could feel his cock getting harder and harder between her thighs. And as Madison looked on in awe, she noticed that Marie had her free hand up under her own skirt, apparently rubbing her mommy cunny.
âOh, wow, this feels so good! Can I do this again later?â cried out Becky. âAs long as your daddy doesnât mind, I love seeing your cunny pressed against your daddyâs cock like that. If we werenât about to give Madison a lesson in cock sucking, Iâd ask if you wanted to try getting it inside your little cunny.â
Suddenly Becky looks a bit surprised, and is actually speechless. She looks to her daddy and says âWell?â And when her daddy says, âIâm defiantly ok with it.â Then Becky looks back at her mommy and says âReally? Youâre gonna let me put daddyâs cock in my cunny, the way Iâve seen you do?â And she continues to rapidly caress her daddyâs shaft with her cunny the whole time she says this. It was clear that her daddy was completely hard by now, and she was reluctant to get off the ride. But as her mother promised she could do it and a whole lot more later on, she wills herself to climb down from her daddyâs lap, and tells Madison âYou should come closer. You wonât want to miss this.â As she takes her daddyâs cock into her little hand and begins lightly stroking it.
End Part 3