Daddy

Pea spreads her legs to let Dadda touch her FooFoo and put a finger inside. Dadda slips his finger inside your FooFoo and I feel the moan as I stretched your FooFoo before breakfast.

I rub your button as you keep sucking on my worm. Your moans while sucking cause me to moan because of your humming on my worm tip. This causes me to rub your button even faster, causing more moans.

Before getting too close to making special sauce, I take my finger out of your FooFoo. I sense a whine because I stopped rubbing, but I tell you, “Hunny, would you like my worm inside your FooFoo?”

You stop sucking but hold onto my worm. You look up at me and say, “Yes Dadda. Worm inside my FooFoo.”

I pick you up and sit you on my lap facing me. I scoot my hips towards the edge of the couch. You reach down and grab my hard worm. I lean forward and kiss you on the lips and whisper in your ear, “Ready Pea?”

“Yes Dadda!”

I lift you up and hold your FooFoo just above my hard worm. I lower you onto my worm slowly. I can feel your FooFoo stretching and stop. “Are you okay hunny?”

“It hurts Dadda. Will I be okay?”

“Yes hunny. It will only be sore for a few seconds. When I’m all the way inside you, I can rub your button for you, and I know you like when I rub your button.”

“Okay Dadda”

I lower you a little more and stretch your FooFoo some more. I hear a little whimper from your lips and stop once more.

“Dadda it hurts so much!”

“Want me to stop? We can try again later hunny.”

“No Dadda, I want your special sauce inside my FooFoo.”

“We go quickly, and get the sore over with quickly, then I can rub your button and make your FooFoo all tingly again.”

“Okay Dadda.”

I hold your body steady on my hard worm. I can feel your FooFoo relax, and then I lower your body all the way onto my hard worm. You start crying, and I say, “The worst is over hunny.”

I take one hand off your hip and start to rub your button. Your FooFoo squeezes my worm again, and I can feel your FooFoo relaxing slowly. The longer I rub your button with my worm inside you, your crying slows down and finally stops and I can start to see you starting to enjoy yourself. I pull you closer to my body to hug, but as I do that you put your mouth on my nipple and start sucking on my nipple like your bottle.

With my free hand, I wriggle your hips so my worm moves around inside your FooFoo. Your wetness starts leaking from your FooFoo and down my worm and balls. Your sucking on my nipple causes me to moan and I can feel my special sauce getting ready to fill your FooFoo.

Before I fill your FooFoo with special sauce, I want to make my little girl orgasm. I keep rubbing your button faster and faster. Your legs start to tremble and your FooFoo starts to squeeze my hard worm tight, then loose, then tight, and loose over and over. I know you are about to orgasms when your FooFoo does that.

I keep rubbing your button, letting your suck my nipple, and wriggling my worm inside your FooFoo. Your FooFoo squeezes my worm and with one last rub of your button, your FooFoo squeezes tightly, and I can feel some of your wetness leak from your FooFoo.

I stop rubbing to let your body rest, but you continue sucking on Dadda’s nipple and it causes me to moan. Your sucking has made my worm really hard and ready to make special sauce. I put both hands on your hips, and then I start lifting you up and down on my worm like you are my worm toy.

Up and down I lift you, and you do your best to keep sucking on my nipple. Your wetness makes your FooFoo very slippery for my worm and your tight FooFoo has me on the edge of making special sauce.

One last time I lift you, almost all the way to the tip, and slide you down one last time. I lift my hips against your FooFoo and I fill your FooFoo with my sticky special sauce. I fill your FooFoo with my special sauce, and keep moving you on my worm, mixing my special sauce with your wetness.

I can feel it starting to leak from your FooFoo, and before we make a mess, I stand up and I take us to the bathroom, hoping we didn’t leave any special sauce and wetness on the couch.

I lift you off my worm, and start to run the shower to clean both of us up. I put you on the floor and you hug my leg. You reach up to my sticky worm and touch Dadda’s special sauce mixed with your wetness.

As soon as the shower is ready, I pick you up and we jump in the shower together to wash off and get clean for the rest of our day together.

Once we are upstairs and back in the hotel room. I take off your clothes so that we don’t get sand in the bed or on the lounge. I then check your diaper, to make sure there is no sand caught in there either. To save the hassle, I take off the diaper and you are lying on the bed naked.

Dadda then takes off his clothes as well, and picks up Pea to give her a hug. Dadda and Pea are naked as Dadda starts dancing around the room.

I can feel your foot brushing against my worm. I stop dancing, and you keep brushing your foot against my worm. I thought you might had forgotten that you wanted Dadda’s worm when we were at the beach. But you have not.

I go to the lounge room, and sit you on the couch. I turn on the TV and put on Bluey for you. I then turn back to face you and I kneel on the floor. I spread your legs for you, and I touch your button. I rub it gently and then get a little faster. You start to moan from my rubbing.

I then lean down and kiss your FooFoo. I then lick your button with my tongue and you moan some more.

“Dadda, I want to suck on your worm like my paci.”

“Okies hunny.” I say

I stand up, and sit on the couch next to you to watch some Bluey with you. You lie down on the couch, and put your head in my lap. Instead of looking at the TV, you lie and face towards me. You grab Dadda’s worm, and put the tip in your mouth. You start sucking on Dadda’s worm, like a paci.

I lift your leg, and rest my hand between your legs right next to your FooFoo. You wriggle trying to rub your FooFoo against Dadda’s hand while sucking on Dadda’s worm.

I start moaning because your sucking is causing my worm to tingle.

Dadda stands up, and puts Pea’s diaper back on to contain her wetness. Dadda puts Pea’s skirt on, and lifts her hips to slide the skirt over her diaper. I then sit you up, and put your shirt on over your head before putting in your arms. I then put a jacket on you and zip it up to keep your warm.

I then kneel down and put on your shoes and socks. A cute pink frilly pair of socks, with some shoes that have lights on the bottom that glow as you walk.

I stand up and grab some clothes for myself. I get myself dressed and ready to go and get some breakfast for both of us.

Once I’ve packed a bag of things for you, change of clothes, bottle, paci, diapers, and a couple of small toys, I pick you up, pick up the go-bag, and we head off to the restaurant in the foyer of the hotel where we are staying.

Once we get down there, I sit you down in your chair, and pull out a toy or two for you to play with. I fetch us some breakfast, some Cornflakes for you, and some Weetabix for Dadda. I eat my breakfast while you play with your toys, and when you finish your mouthful, I give you some more.

Once we have finished breakfast, Dadda pays the bill, and then I pick you up, and ask reception to bring my car up from the basement. They bring it up and park it ready for both of us.

I carry you to the car, and put you in the back seat, buckling you into the car.

I jump in the car, start the engine, look back at you and say, “Ready for a car ride Pea? Where do you want to go?”

“Sandcastles!!”

“Okies hunny, we go find a beach to sit on.” I tell you.

“Yay Dadda!!”

I pull away and go and find a parking spot near a beach. I park the car and hop out of the car myself. I grab your go-bag, then unbuckle you and lift you from the car.

I carry you through the sand dunes and onto the beach. When we get onto the soft sand, I take off both of our shoes, and put you on the ground. You feel the warm sand on your fingers and toes, and start digging a hole in the sand. I put our stuff down, and sit down next to you.

You grab a handful of sand, and then drop it on my shorts with a giggle. You do it a few more times just exploring the feeling of sand. After 10 minutes, you try and stand up to come sit on Dadda’s lap. You walk over and sit in my lap and continue play with the sand using your feet and hands.

After sitting in my lap for some time, you try and give me a hug because you want to kiss and hug Dadda. I let you, and return the favour.

I then put you down next to me, and I start to build a mound of sand like a sandcastle. You see me and start to help me bringing over sand. We build it almost as tall as you when standing. Once we are finished, you reach out to hold my hand. I grab your hand and you start to climb the sandcastle. You make it to the stop, and let go of my hand. Proud of yourself for making it to the top.

When you’ve had enough standing there, you reach both hands up like you want me to pick you up and say, “Wee wee, I need to go wee wee.”

I grab our stuff, and carry you into the sand dunes quickly, I take off your diaper, and then stand you up, spreading your legs so you can go wee wee on the sand away from everyone’s eyes. You go wee wee, and then I use the baby wipes to wipe you clean, before putting back on the diaper. I put the wipes in a small plastic bag and tie it up.

You reach both hand up again, and say, “Dadda, I want your worm in me.”

“Did Dadda wiping you feel good? You ready to go back to the hotel?”

“Yes Dadda, I wanna touch your worm, you made me tingle,” you tell me.

“Okies hunny.”

I pick you up and I carry you back to the car. I sit you on the bonnet, and brush all the sand off your hands, legs, feet and between your toes. I put you in the car seat and buckle you in. I then brush the sand off my body, put my shoes back on, and then jump into the car and we drive back to the hotel. I drop my keys off so the hotel staff can park our car and I carry you back upstairs to the hotel room.

Dadda takes the hint, and removes your diaper once more so you are naked on the bed.

You keep saying “FooFoo” over and over until I reach down and spread your legs for you. You reach down and touch your FooFoo, pointing to it saying, “Dadda, my FooFoo.”

I kneel on the floor and pull you closer to the edge of the bed. I spread your legs and inspect your FooFoo. I reach and press my thumb against your FooFoo. Your body shudders a little bit, and I sense you are happy I am touching your FooFoo.

I gently rub my thumb along your FooFoo, and you start making little moaning noises. I press my thumb against your FooFoo hole, and it opens up enough to put the tip of my thumb inside you.

I sense some pressure, and I pull my thumb back out. I say to you, “Its is okay Hunny, you wanted Dadda to touch your FooFoo, Dadda will be really gently and make it feel really good for you.”

I press my thumb against your FooFoo hole again and it goes in a little more. You squeeze my thumb and I hear you wince in some pain. I stop and let your body relax while my thumb stays inside you. I tell you again, “This may hurt until I’m fully insdie you. Would you like me to go quickly or slowly?”

“Quicky Dadda, make it not hurt me!”

“Okies Pea, this might hurt for a few seconds, I will do it in 1 … 2 … ” then push my thumb inside you.

You cry for a few seconds, but I keep my thumb still until you stop crying. I reassure you, “I’m all the way in no hunny. There should be no more sore.” I leave my thumb still inside you, letting your FooFoo get used to the feeling of being stretched.

I feel your body relax around my thumb, and then I use my fingers to rub your button. You start making quiet moaning sounds as the rubbing makes you feel good and somewhat relaxed. I keep rubbing your button making your FooFoo get all wet inside and listening to your moans get louder and louder.

I can feel your wetness getting more and more. I lean down and lick your button. I hear you ask, “Why are you doing that Dadda, isn’t that yucky?”

“No Pea, Dadda likes to lick buttons and taste your FooFoo. It also helps your body relax when my fingers and worm go inside you.”

“Okies Dadda, you can lick me now.”

Dadda leans forward, and continues licking your button. Your moans get louder as I lick your FooFoo button faster and faster with my thumb inside you.

I can feel your legs starting to tremble and your FooFoo starts to squeeze my thumb inside you, and then I hear one last moan from your lips. I stop licking as I feel like Pea just had her first orgasm of the trip.

I lift my head, and say, “How’s your FooFoo now hunny? It feels like you had a good time.”

“Yes Dadda. I’m glad you helped me get past the sore in my FooFoo. I want your worm in me Dadda.”

“Soon hunny, very soon, but Dadda needs to get some food first!”

Dadda wakes up early one morning, Pea is still sleeping on the bed. Dadda goes to the bathroom and does his morning routine as quietly as possible to not wake up Pea.

After my morning routine, I sit on the bed next to Pea, and I rest my hand on her, patting her gently. Pea slowly stirs in the morning sunlight, and stretches her arms above her head. Dadda just sits there watching her body move, before heading to the kitchen to make a bottle of milk for Pea.

I come back to the bedroom and set the bottle on the bedside table. Pea is still stretching and moving around in bed, her eyes not yet open. I sit on the bed, grab the bottle, and rest the bottle nipple on her lips. Her hands reach up and grab the bottle from Dadda’s hands. She starts to suck on the bottle drinking the warm milk. Dadda pats Pea as she drinks with her eyes closed.

As she gets close to finishing the bottle, her eyes open up widely and she see’s Dadda sitting next to her. she is confused whether to finish the bottle or hug Dadda. Dadda pulls the blankets back, and helps Pea sit up on the bed. She continues sucking on the bottle as Dadda picks her up, and put her on his lap. As soon as she finishes the bottle she throws it to one side and reaches towards Dadda with both arms asking for a hug.

Dadda picks Pea up, put her head on his shoulder for burping, and starts to pat her on the back. After a large burp, Dadda then sits with his legs cross, and places Pea in his lap facing the TV. She points to the TV, but Dadda suggests she go potty first.

Dadda carries Pea to the bathroom, stands her on the floor and kneels down. He then unbuttons her onesie, takes her diaper off, and lifts her onto the toilet. She goes tinkle on the potty, then says to Dadda, “I’m finished wee wee now Dadda!”

I grab some toilet paper and wipe away the wee wee and help Pea off the potty. I put the diaper back on, and button up the onesie again.

I pick you up again and we go back to the bedroom. I put you on the bed, and turn on the TV for you. I grab some clothes from your bag for you to wear today. I grab a pink shirt with hearts, a short denim skirt, some socks and shoes for you. I bring them back to the bed, and lay them out ready to get you dressed.

I undo the onesie buttons, and take off your onesie. You’re laying there with just a diaper on. You starting saying, “FooFoo, my FooFoo.” I’m not sure what you are suggesting, but you grab my hand and pull it towards your diaper saying, “FooFoo … FooFoo … FooFoo!”

I grab the shirt, and start to put it on you, but you wriggle and stop me putting it on over your head. You push my hand to your diaper and start to try and pull it off you.

I think you are hinting that you want Dadda to touch and play with your FooFoo.