Daddy Daughter Date Part 1 (Valentines Day Special)

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I'd really like that! ***Extended Disclaimer: All of the characters in this story are actors in a play that are consenting adults over the age of 21. None of the characters are related to each other in any way and anything contained in the performance depicted below fall under the Roleplay and Fantasy Kinks respectively. *~*~*~*~* Beginning of Story *~*~*~*~* It was getting close to Valentine’s day and I knew exactly what I wanted to do not only for my wife, but for our sweet baby girl Silvia too. It was going to be our first Valentine’s together and I was going to celebrate the occasion with some extra special Daddy/Daughter time. I of course had to spend the actual day with my wife so I decided to have my fun with Silvia on the weekend before, when my wife was out of town for the entire weekend to visit with her father in Illinois. I was beyond excited on that Friday night when I kissed my wife and assured her that we were going to be fine for the weekend without her. Reluctantly my wife kissed our baby girl and spoke out loud, “You’re right. It’s only two days. What could possibly happen?” It was a rhetorical question of course, but we waved as she left in her car for her road trip. Silvia was too young to understand what was going on, so I used her arm to wave to Mommy. When Mommy was good and out of sight, I turned and made my way back into the house. “What could possible happen Silvia?” I cooed at her as we went through the door and locked it. Both locks and the chain since I had no plans on leaving tonight. I had plans… but they did not involve leaving. Plans for the rest of the day. Plans for during dinner. Plans for bedtime. Maybe even plans for in the middle of the night… I was already getting hard just thinking of everything we were going to experience together. Not just tonight but also tomorrow morning! And tomorrow afternoon! And tomorrow night! I could barely contain myself as I was already getting ahead of myself. Should I make these next two entire days one long Daddy/Daughter date? Quality time? I was holding her and my hands were already in places they shouldn’t be. Places that I don’t touch when my wife is around. Places I try not to touch when we are out in public. I did not need to hide here, I just needed to make sure that all of the windows were drawn and the door was locked. I was safe here. She was safe here. I rubbed the outside of her diaper. It felt larger than normal and that usually meant that she needed a new one. I never passed on an opportunity to change Silvia. That was my way of seeing her naked… catching the glimpse of her naked folds. I needed her so badly… and so often. I took her into the changing room and laid her down on the table. Opening up both latches of her diaper, I unwrapped what was mine. It would never get old seeing her naked. Having her kick her legs up in the air as if displaying her tiny baby butt hole for me. She was still clean so I wiped her gently with a baby wipe. I controlled myself since I had big plans for our dinner date, it being our first Valentines. I did however rub my thumb across those puffy lips of hers. Soft as cake they felt. Getting her up, I took off what she was wearing and took out something I had purchased behind my wife’s back. It was a Halloween costume of sorts. A kind of 1920s Flapper costume for a baby. It came with a dress and stockings as well as a fake necklace of pearls. It was exciting putting these stockings on her, like I was already doing something naughty with her even though all I was doing was changing her. Maybe I was just anticipating what I was going to do later. Getting her in the dress was much easier as it only had thin spaghetti straps that covered her shoulders. “Let’s see, what should we do next?” I whispered to Silvia as she sat there looking up at me with those beautiful blue eyes. I looked over to the side and noticed my wife’s makeup. Maybe we could make the night even more daring by applying some eyeliner and lipstick. I have to admit, I had no idea what I was doing as I only knew that eyeliner goes on her eyelids and lipstick goes on her lips. I carefully held down one of her eyelids and applied some eyeliner followed by the other eye. I knew I wasn’t doing it right, but all I needed was to put on one thick layer. Maybe I could try the mascara a little? That goes on the eyelashes right? After getting some mascara on her eyelashes and running red lipstick across her, I stood up and looked at her… ...she looked ridiculous. I laughed a little bit and decided to try and get the makeup off of her later during our bath time. It was getting later and I had the night planned out. Dinner was next followed by our romantic bath and then we could go to bed together. I placed her down in her high chair as I got my dinner and hers, her dinner being a bottle of warm formula of course. She took the bottle up into her hands and greedily began to feed from it. I ate a little of my food as I made small talk with her, knowing full well that she was not understanding me at all. As the bottle came down, I decided to slide in a little closer to her. Kissing her on the cheek gently, my hand went underneath to her knee. Rubbing the inside of her thigh, feeling the fabric of the stocking, knowing that my finger tips were edging their way towards my prize. This is when I noticed that I forgot to put on a new diaper before putting on her stockings. My finger tips made contact with her baby cunny lips with only a thin film of cheap fabric in between. The surprise instantly got me aroused as I began to gently rub those lips in circles, both of us looking into each others’ eyes not saying a word. Not only the lewd act of touching my daughter in this way, but the strange feeling of the fabric being pressed into her folds. I leaned in for a kiss as both of our lips met, my hand being more forceful now and sliding up and under her… grabbing all of her most private parts in the palm of my hand. She of course being too young to know what a kiss was, just allowed me to have my fun as I pulled my cock out from my pants to give myself a head start. Getting up, I pushed my cock into her face and watched as she too took root on the head the way she did her bottle. Pumping it in and out of her mouth, I knew that I had more than hours at my disposal… I had literal days with her to enjoy this. I could if I wanted to, fuck her tiny mouth until she passed out from sheer exhaustion in the early AM. This was when I noticed something extraordinary! The makeup that I had so sloppily placed on her was beginning to run as small tears began to flow from her eyes. Probably from the occasional gag she made while trying desperately to hold on to my cock. I had to rock pretty hard in order to work myself up to even remotely having a climax. There under me in this flapper girl costume with runny make up was my baby girl Silvia. My biological daughter looking up at me with those beautiful blue eyes. I changed up the game we were playing and picked her up out of the high chair. Laying her down on the dinner table, I allowed my eyes to see exactly how she looked in this dress and stockings now that I knew she wasn’t wearing a diaper. Her legs were open as the fabric was thin enough to allow some light to pass through. Even thou she was covered, I could still faintly see her chubby baby cunny. Getting down on my knees, her cunny was at the exact height for my mouth to eat her without needing to bend too much. It felt like we were sharing a Valentine’s day desert as I closed my eyes and savored the taste. Licking and eating her cunny from over the stockings was on another level. It made me feel both ravenous enough to not remove her clothes but also as if I wasn’t worthy of tasting her directly just yet. As if she was in some form of dominance over me, teasing me with it. Not allowing me to take off her clothes just yet until I have given her what she needed. Of course this was all in my head as the roles were perfectly clear between the two of us. I was her father and she was my baby. But fantasizing was what made our relationship so special. All of the things that were assumed and also all of the things that were left unsaid. It was getting more and more difficult for me to control myself as my cock was at complete attention. I got up and grabbed her soggy crotch and pulled. The stockings pulled up in a squish as her bottom was lifted from the table. Sliding my cock forward, I pressed against her lips and forced them to open. There I watched as her lips spread open to make way for the head of my cock and then back down toward her tiny baby bum. Back up and back down I watched as I stroked it up and down her baby slit. Just seeing how incredibly smooth her cunny was and how it moved with my cock was enough for me to work up to cumming. I gripped the ball of stocking in my fist as it formed a winch around her knees. The perfect handle as I began to hump into her while pulling her close. She wasn’t able to move anywhere since my strength kept her where I needed. I wanted to be inside of her so badly that I just couldn’t take it. I let go of the stockings and felt them snap down into place, forcing my cock down on to her belly. I took a second to right myself as I placed down both hands on the dining room table. The stockings were tight enough to hold my cock down on to her. My cock was stuck in a way between her baby cunny and belly and the wet fabric of the stocking. How fortuitous as I now was able to pretend I was actually fucking her! I moved my hips back as my cock slowly pulled out of the little fuck toy I had… Then back in… I could feel the warmth and smoothness from her skin but also all of the wetness from my saliva that had soaked into the stockings. In and out I moved, slowly at first as to not pop out and lose this. Holding down the table I started to move forward and backward a little faster. A little harder. Gaining momentum I felt my climax coming in. I had saved this one up all day and had been waiting for this moment ever since my wife was getting ready for her road trip. As my orgasm came, I switched my hands from the table to grabbing my baby girl by the hips and holding her up in the air. There I was fucking her into oblivion as my cum began to pour out of me and all over her belly and down to her cunny lips. The climax just wouldn’t stop as I repeatedly fucked and came on her, switching one of my hands to her throat in order to hold her better. One after another, the rolling bursts came. One after another, the shots covered her, some even making it as far as hitting my hand on her throat. I was running out of steam as I laid her back on the table. My cum was actually dripping out the bottom of her and dropping to the floor, I was cumming to much. Placing her down I felt the last of my climax leave me as the last three spurts made it on to her face and some of it into her open mouth. I had completely covered her as I looked down at her laying there, completely used up. Stockings pulled up showing both of her baby holes… Cunny and belly covered in my cum… Face covered with both cum and runny make up… Good thing that I had already planned to have a nice and relaxing, romantic bath with her after dinner. Remembering that we were going to get completely naked and take a bath together with absolutely no one to bother us or interrupt us made my cock twitch. I could feel that this Daddy Daughter Date night was far from over.