"Time to get up Babygirl," Daddy threw something at me and left. I sat up and let out a yawn. The floor was cold as my feet lightly scooted across it. "Daddy," my voice was crackly as I screamed down for him, no answer. Instead, I picked up the clothing Daddy had thrown at me, a summer dress that was just barely finger tipped length. Daddy had a strange way of wanting me to dress but I didn't care whatever made him happy. I hurriedly changed when I saw the time; it was almost eight am which meant not much time before church and Daddy hated to be late. I ran downstairs accidentally running into Daddy. He was in his best suit and he looked handsome as always. My heart started to race when I smelled his cologne, "Babygirl are you ready?" I nodded and threw my shoes on.
In Daddy's truck, the music blared and I found myself staring at him. He was clean-shaven and his suit fit him just right. I wanted to attack him but knew better; he grinned as we pulled into the parking lot. I climbed out and attached to his arm. As we walked in he scooped me up into his arms and whispered in my ear, "Now if you're a good girl I'll give you what I can so clearly tell you want." I felt my heart drop and my tummy tingle.
The upstairs was usually empty because no one cared to be up that high and Daddy wasn't too fond of it himself but today Daddy said we should try. I was confused but I knew better than to question him. When we got to the top he sat me down and we found ourselves a place in the front by the railing. The choir was already beginning to sing and Daddy said to join along. I did as was told, I wasn't going to mess up today, not for anything. The songs ended and the preacher came onstage. He was a short fat man who was normally very loud. Today was a special day. He said we were going to learn about loving children. I was so happy, something I could relate to. I sat to listen and Daddy's hand found its way to my thigh, my tummy tingled again and I smiled and he traced up. He stopped when he reached my now wet honeypot, I hadn't worn underwear which was new for me and it took Daddy by surprise, "What's this princess?" his whisper brushed against my ear and tickled, "How naughty of you not to wear anything underneath such a short dress." I stifled a giggle that was beginning to form in my throat.
We began with prayer. Only Daddy sat behind me as I stood up, my dress hiked up as I bent forward against the railing. I knew Daddy could see everything which only made me wetter. As I began praying I felt a finger run along my thighs, I could barely stand, it felt so good. Daddy's finger found my entrance and it slipped in with ease. I wiggled my hips as he slipped in two more. I wanted him inside me now. He held still as prayer continued. I could feel my wetness dripping down my thighs and blushed at the thought of what Daddy must have been thinking of his little girl.
The prayer ended and I sat on Daddy, his fingers still inside me. He smiled and kissed my forehead, "Such a good girl. Now get on your knees." Opening my mouth to protest I was met with a hand cupped over. "Princess, are we going to have to go home early? You know how I feel about that." I shook my head and immediately fell to my knees in front of him. I sat straight waiting for his next order.
The preacher bellowed out below us startling me out of my daze, Daddy's hand was resting in his lap rubbing his cock through his pants teasing me with each move. I wanted to taste Daddy's candy, it had been a week since I was last allowed and I was craving him more than ever. A low whimper rolled out of my now gaping mouth, drool dripping from the tip of my tongue as I watched. He chuckled and unzipped his pants letting them fall open, "Now," he leaned down closer to me, "These are my good pants don't mess them up little bear okay." I nodded and scooted as close as the pew would let me.
I looked up at him, my eyes begging for his approval, a grin and nod were all I needed. My hands flew to his boxers, reaching in I pulled out his already hard cock. My smile widened as I stuck my tongue out gliding it gently from base to the tip in a slow motion. His pre-cum was sliding down the side. My tongue found it with ease as I licked it up smacking my lips together, "Mmm, yummy Daddy. Can I have more?" I bit my lip hard and whimpered, I wanted him to use me.
I felt his hands grab a handful of my hair entangling his fingers so as to not lose grip, "Tell Daddy what you want Princess." His cock rested against my lips taunting me, I slid my tongue out and licked the tip a few times. POP. Daddy's hand smacked against my ass, "No, I said tell me what you want." His grip tightened and he pushed the tip of his dick past my lips. Naturally, I began to lick and suck, only to have him pull back out, I frowned and whimpered again. He sighed heavily and pulled me up to meet him face to face. His breath tasted sweet on my lips and I felt myself growing wetter.
"I want…Daddy to use….use me" my cheeks grew red and I looked down. Daddy's chuckle in my ear sent chills down my spine. "I don't think you want it bad enough, do you, Princess?" He let go of my hair and let me fall backward. I sat and stared as his hand immediately wrapped around his dick and he began to rub. I wanted him and he knew it. His eyes closed as he leaned back continuing to tease me with what I needed. I could see more pre-cum and crawled back to him. My tongue wrapped around the head of his dick and I licked it up. He moaned low under his breath as my tongue traced up and down and twirled around every inch of him. His hand fell to his leg and I slipped him back into my watering mouth. "Mmm, little bear that feels so good."
My tongue traced up and down the underside of his dick as I bobbed my head back and forth slowly then faster. My honeypot had started to make a small puddle under me as I sucked Daddy deeper into my throat. "Such a good little bear, mmm take it as deep as you can baby I wanna see how much you can take." I relaxed my throat and pushed my head into his lap pressing him past my tonsils down into my throat and held him there as I ran my tongue side to side on the underside of his dick. His hands gripped my hair again and he began to pump in and out of my mouth pulling almost all the way out then slamming back in hard making me gag with every thrust. Tears ran down my cheeks as I let Daddy fuck my throat. My honeypot began to tingle and I could feel my thighs drenched in my juices making myself hornier. His grip tightened as he moaned louder and thrust harder. He quickened his pace and I could feel him throbbing deep in my throat causing me to moan. My eyes closed with his last thrust as I felt his warm cum run down my throat. I milked him dry making sure to not lose a single drop. He sat still looking down at me as I giggled and smiled, licking my lips clean, "Oh, aren't you a happy little girl." He laughed and leaned down kissing my forehead.
The Preacher was still going at it getting louder with every AMEN. Daddy pulled me into his lap, his hand brushing between my thighs. A smirk began to form as his finger met my lips, my honey was sweet and made my mouth start to water again.
"Now Princess, why don't you stand the way you were earlier. That way you can hear the Preacher better." Daddy stood me up on the pew in front of him spreading my legs far enough apart that I could feel the air against my slit. I leaned against the railing intently listening to what everyone was saying. Everyone was yelling so loud no one had even noticed what just happened with Daddy. I giggled and felt my cheeks turn pink as I thought about how the taste of him was still on my tongue.
A suddenness of warm breath on my thighs caught me off guard and made me jump slightly. The closeness of Daddy's face to my bottom caused me to turn red. His hands gently lifted the hem of my dress and laid it on my back leaving the back of me open for view. His hands ran over my bottom gently patting it here and there. I could feel the intensity of his eyes on me and did my best to stand as still as possible.
The Preachers' voice continued to boom throughout the church echoing loudly around us. "Now Princess I want you to keep quiet no matter what or you are going to get pow pows."
My hands clenched the railing as I felt his little kisses along my thighs trailing up to my bottom. A loud moan startled the crowd below and I leaned backwards away from seeking eyes. The Church was quiet for just a few moments before the Preacher began his ramblings once more. A nibble on my bottom caused me to lurch forward looking back over the railing down at the crowd below. I did as Daddy asked and kept my mouth closed all while trying to hold in the moans I felt forming deep in my throat. His lips were soft against my skin and the feeling of his breath was amazing. His tongue found its way to my slit and pressed ever so gently POP. He pushed deeper until his face pressed up against my bottom moving his tongue deep inside me I could feel every movement. My body wanted nothing more than to feel him deep in me, his throbbing cock pressed deep inside.
After what felt like forever Daddy stopped causing me to stumble back and into his lap. He had a grin from ear to ear and his eyes were wild. I could feel him beneath me warm and throbbing, begging to be inside me. I turned to face him and leaned into his neck. He kissed my head gently and positioned my hips above his; a wicked smirk crossing his lips now. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath as I felt the tip pressing into my soaking wet honeypot.
"Baby girl, are you...ready?" he asked as he slowly pressed deeper. His eyes closed and his head fell back," Oh my god Princess you're so tight."
I winced in pain but was suddenly taken over by pleasure as he slid the rest of the way in. His hands grabbed my hips tighter and he began to move me up and down pumping in and out slowly then faster. His moans rumbled deep in my chest as he pulled me closer and closer.
"Little bear...ugh… you're so wet...I want you...to beg me...to come." His words sent a shiver down my spine as my head fell back.
"But...Daddy," I was in such pleasure I forgot to be quiet. The crowd once again was quiet and Daddy stared at me with frustration as he stopped moving his hips. I whined and looked sorrowful at him as the Preacher yelled out, "Is there anyone up there?"
Daddy shook his head and shushed me quietly. It was silent for another moment or two then the Preacher started up again. His hands tightened around my hips again as he thrust deep and hard into me. His hips rocked back and forth while pumping me up and down my cunt squeezing tighter and tighter around him. "Daddy...I need to…" my words were whispers as he got faster and faster with each breath. "Please...Daddy...I need to come," he smiled and moaned in a gruffled voice. I felt his cock get harder and could tell by his face he was getting close if not ready to blow now.
"My little cum slut needs to wait her turn," he gripped me tighter and rolled us onto my back. He began to quickly pump in and out of me faster and faster, his eyes slowly starting to roll to the back of his head.
"Now Princess," my cunt squeezed tightly around his cock as he pushed in one final time and we both came. He pulled out and placed himself back inside his boxers and pants. My legs fell to one side and I felt exhausted. Daddy giggled and picked me up.
"Now we can head home early. I think it's time for a bath."