Daddy leaves to go to the bathroom while I get up to go look for food. I start dancing around the kitchen. I don't know why, I just find it very therapeutic. I'm debating on pasta or chicken nuggets. I'm just finding it hard to focus. That whole time we were making out, I could feel Bear get harder and harder beneath me. It drove me absolutely fucking crazy.
I hear the door close behind me, but I keep dancing. I sway my hips just a little to tease him. I'm also not wearing a bra which helps too. I know we said we'd wait, but I trust him more than I've trusted anybody else, besides Lil. I wish he would've just pounded me on the couch.
I feel hands snake around my waist as Bear starts dancing with me. I lightly grind against him as we sway together. He spins me around and kisses my forehead.
"Did you decide on something, beautiful?"
"I can't decide between pasta or chicken nuggets."
"Hm. . . I like both of those options. How about we make both? Mac 'n' cheese and nuggets?"
"Sounds good to me."
"Alright, you get the water boiling, I'll put the nuggets in the oven."
"Okie dokie."
I find a decent sized pot and fill it up with water. I put it on the stove and set it on high. Bear preheats the oven and puts the nuggets on a pan.
"Um. . . Do you mind if I use your bathroom?"
"Of course not, sweetness. Go ahead."
"Thank you."
I give Bear a kiss on the cheek and walk into his bathroom. I take off my pants and underwear and sit down. I notice I'm still soaking wet from making out with Bear. It's evident how wet I was from just looking at my underwear. I lift up my shirt and start squeezing my breasts. I don't mean to brag, but I've always liked how round and full they are. I feel like Bear would enjoy them too.
I start pinching and twisting my nipple while bringing the other one up to my mouth to lick it. I wish I could feel Bear's mouth on my nipple. I moan softly as the pleasure builds. I keep thinking about Bear calling me a good girl over and over. God, he's so sexy.
I feel my wetness start to drip down my leg. I move one of my hands down while I still play with my nipple. I rub circles on my clit slowly and moan slightly louder. Part of me wants Daddy to hear me. I'd want him to barge in here and eat my pussy and make me cum until I can't take it anymore.
I start to rub my clit faster and bring my other hand down. I put one finger inside of myself and pump it slowly. I start moaning over and over. I try to be quiet, but I'm feeling so much pleasure. I speed up with my clit and put another finger into my pussy. I speed up with my fingers as well, going as fast as I can with both.
This feels amazing. I'm so close to cumming. I picture Bear's lips on every inch of my body and his tongue ravishing my pussy. All that keeps playing in my head is Bear saying, "Good girl." It drives me wild. He's so seductive when he says it.
I feel the tingling feeling in my pussy and a ball form in my stomach. I focus on my clit and rub it faster and faster. I lean my head back and let my high take over me. I keep rubbing my clit until it's over. I feel my cum on my thighs. That's when I look down and see how much of a mess I've made. I clean myself up with some toilet paper and wash my hands. I take my underwear and set them aside, but I put on the pants.
I leave the bathroom and put my underwear in my bag with the rest of my clothes. I walk out into the kitchen and see Bear cooking away. I hope I didn't take too long.
"I'm sorry I took so long. Do you want some help?"
"It's no problem at all, sweetheart. You don't have to help. I said I'd cook. You just sit that cute butt on the couch and pick out a cartoon for us to watch."
"Are you sure, Daddy? I don't mind helping."
"I know, baby girl. I'm sure. Daddy's got this."
I give him a kiss and sit down on the couch. I scroll through cartoons to see which one catches my eye. I decide on Adventure Time, it's always been my favorite. Daddy finishes cooking and makes our plates. He puts mine on the coffee table in front of me. It looks delicious. I know it's a simple meal, but it looks divine. It's even better that my Daddy made it for me.
"Do you want something to drink, princess?"
"Just some water, please, Daddy."
"Of course, my good girl."
There he goes again. Saying those two words that make me go weak in the knees. I think he knows what it does to me and he's doing it on purpose. That, or I really am his good girl.
Bear sets my water down on the table and presses play. I sign along to the theme song and Daddy chuckles at me. I look over at him and stick my tongue out. He does it back to me and I giggle. I like that I can be silly with him.
"You wanna stick that tongue out at me again, you little bitch?"
"N-no, sir."
I feel a sting come across my face.
"What was that? I couldn't fucking hear you, whore."
"No, sir. I'm sorry," I say as tears roll down my face.
"Hey, is everything okay, baby? You look like you're about to cry," Daddy's sweet voice brings me out of my thoughts.
"I'm going to be honest. You're my first real Daddy. My last one wasn't very nice to me."
I could see Bear's face get red with anger. Did I say something wrong? Does he think it's my fault? He takes a deep breath and looks at me. His eyes soft and filled with worry. He pulls me into his lap and plays with my hair.
"What do you mean he wasn't nice to you, baby girl?"
"He would say mean things to me and sometimes hit me."
I could feel Daddy get angry again, but it didn't scare me. I could tell that he was worried for me and he was hurting for me too. I know he would never do anything to hurt me, unless I wanted him to.
"I'm so sorry, baby girl. Was he your first daddy?"
I nod my head. I feel Daddy's grip on me get tighter. He wasn't hurting me. He was comforting me and showing me who my protector is. I rest my head on his chest and let him hold me. I feel a tear hit my arm. I look up and see that Daddy is crying.
"I'm sorry, Daddy. I didn't mean to upset you. I shouldn't have said anything."
"No, baby. It's not you. I just look at you and see this smart, adorable, loving, kind, down-to-earth girl and can't imagine how somebody could hurt you. It breaks my heart to know that somebody did."
I give Daddy the deepest, longest, most passionate kiss. I really think I'm falling for him. Tears form in my eyes as I'm kissing him. He's my Daddy, my boyfriend, my protector, my viking. I wouldn't mind if it stayed that way. I hope it does.
"Did you have a little before me, Daddy?"
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My Viking Daddy - Completed
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