Divided with Daddy

Caught up

The sun was just starting to brighten and rise as Melanie woke. Melanie was the early bird of the family, and always awoke before everyone. It was only five o' clock and the girls had to be at school by seven and eight. Kiara was the only one who had to be at school at seven o' clock because she was in middle school, whereas the other two were only in elementary. Melanie was ten and Paris was eight. Melanie yawned and stretched before hopping out of her bed. Melanie rose from the bed and started making it up. Jameson and Karie had always taught the girls structure. Although not as skilled as Kiara with the whole structure thing, she was very well good at it and took it seriously. Melanie was the mama's girl, although she resembled her dad strongly. Melanie was lean like her father, with dark, bold shining eyes rather than her mothers eyes who were mid toned brown. Her hair was longer and finer than Kiaras and her mothers due to the curly pattern she got from her dad. She had her dads dominant attitude, in which that is why her and her dad didn't get along much which made her a mamas girl.

Melanie neatly pulled her covers up onto the bed and stacked her pillows neatly as well. Melanie had noticed Kiara wasn't in the room, but payed it no serious attention. She opened the door and exited the room headed for the kitchen. As Melanie trotted toward down the stairs, she hit something and fell. THUMP! Melanie tripped while her upper body leaned downward in the air. She quickly grabbed the railing as she saved herself from a more serious falling. Melanie looked back with anger and saw Kiara lying in the middle of the staircase crawled up like a little rodent. Melanie headed furiously back up the two stairs and pushed Kiara against the staircase," I could've killed myself dumb freak!" She silently, but yet loudly screamed. Kiara awoke and stared at Melanie with fire in her eyes. Kiara got up and pushed Melanie on the shoulder. Melanie dashed back a couple of stairs, but caught herself. " Have you lost your mind!" Melanie screamed as she darted for Kiara. Melanie grabbed a handful of Kiaras hair and yanked her down the stairway while yelling. " Get off of me Melanie, let me go before I really give you something to scream about! Let go of my hair!" Kiara hollered as she tried to fight off Melanie.

Being just like her dad, Melanie was the toughest and stronger of them all. She had a more shorter temper than the other two girls and had always been physical about situations when she became mad. Melanie dragged Kiara off the last staircase as she flapped her hands everywhere trying to get Melanie off of her. With one last powerful jerk, Kiara got up and pushed Melanie off from her. " Get off me you bitch," she screamed as Melanie darted to the other side of the room. Kiaras face was red with fire. "What in the hell is going on," Jameson hollered as he ran towards Kiara and Melanie. Melanie teared up and said," I don't know daddy, I was coming downstairs every morning how I usually do. As I was coming down, Kiara was on the staircase and just started pushing-". Kiara cut Melanie off and fired back and she looked at her dad, while pointing at Melanie," SHE IS LY-". Jameson cut her off just as quickly as she did Melanie and yelled," Kiara Davis get your ass up in that goddamn room and get ready for school, and today your riding with me since you have lost your goddamn mind!" Kiaras mouth dropped open as Jameson went over and picked Melanie up. "Daddy's got you," he said smoothly as he rubbed on her bruised arm.

Kiara just stood their frozen with her mouth wide open. As Jameson turned around with Melanie in his arms and saw Kiara there, he grew mad. " Kiara now I can go get that belt I handled yo' mama with last night, or you can get your lil ass up their how I told you to the first time. Kiara turned her back and started for the stairs. "I didn't get a yes sir, " Jameson yelled boldly. Before turning around, Kiara rolled her eyes with anger. "Yes sir," she said as she looked back and faced him. Jameson walked away while staring at her with mean eyes. Kiara darted up the stairs. She yanked her school clothes from her closet and entered into the bathroom. She threw her clothes to the side as she grabbed her toothbrush and put the put the toothpaste on. As she started to brush her teeth, she heard a loud bang on the door.

She bit down on the toothbrush as she held it in her mouth. As she opened the door, she saw her mother standing in the doorway. Her mother placed her hands on her hips, and busted open into the bathroom." I don't know when you started learning such golden words, but that better be the last time, until you are grown and out of my house, that I ever hear you use that language," she said while pointing her hands in Kiaras face. "Do you hear me?" "Yes mam," Kiara replied. As a hour passed, Karie stood downstairs and called out for Paris and Melanie to get ready to go. Kiara lay in her bed as she heard the two of them pass her door. She couldn't believe how the morning had went and how Melanie sat there with a fake cry and lied on her. Then again though, Kiara could not believe she used such foul language. I mean of course her dad always used foul language, but it had never influenced her, by no means. Was this sexual situation she was dealing with making her have mood swings? Did it have any role in making her aggressive. Thinking of anger, she thought back to how her dad got highly aggressive with her this morning.

It had made her angry at first, but as that hour had passed, there was no more anger. Instead, the anger was turning into pleasure. Pleasurable thinking. As she continued to think back at how he yelled at her and looked at her with those mean eyes, she started lightly, very lightly shake. His face was so handsome when he grew mad. His face, so dominant, so serious. Mama was so lucky, Kiara thought. Kiara knew mama liked that by the way she would would sway and tease her lips as he approached her with the dominant attitude. Kiara wanted him to get more aggressive with her just as how her mother wanted too. This wasn't right, and Kiara knew it, but she couldn't control the urge. Kiara could feel the orgasm slowly forming. "How can I get him mad with me?" She thought anxiously. As she thought hard and long, her dad opened her door. She froze as the orgasm sped up, not to fast, not to slow, but at average pace. She tightened her legs together because it felt so amazing and good. She needed something to bust out her orgasm, and that was her dad who was standing their with a light mad presence. She couldn't have sex with of course, but him getting aggressive with her made her overly excited to the point where his aggression would bust out her orgasm.

Kiara could tell this orgasm was powerful because it felt outrageously amazing and hot. She has to bust this one out. Kiara started to sweat and shake even more as the adrenaline of the orgasm shook and ran through her body. The longer she held it in, the harder she was going to shake and sweat. Her juices dripped hot and far from Inbetween her legs as she looked at her dad. "Be ready in five minutes Kiara," as he walked away from the door. "No," she said boldly and fiercely. Jameson stopped, completely stopped not wanting to believe the disrespect. He slowly walked back to his door and into the room. He stared her in her eyes, " excuse me little lady." I said no," she blurted boldly. " You don' lost your damn mind," he said as he whipped the belt from his pants and charged at Kiara. Her fluids rushed out hotter every bold step he took at her. She voluntarily pulled down her bottoms as the belt slammed against her bottom. The first hit pushed her closer to her orgasm. "More," she thought. She yanked at the belt. " Kiara don't make me," he yelled as he grabbed her hands into one of his hands and tore her bottoms off and threw her onto the bed. " Yesss," Kiara thought. She wanted to moan, but couldn't dare give her dad the signal she enjoyed this. Her thighs slipped together as her wet fluids dripped down. "Just one more hit, please, one more daddy," she screamed and begged for desperately in her head. She bit her lip as it turned red and grabbed the bed tightly and desperately as she started to cream herself. Was Jameson going to fulfill her without knowing and give her the last hit to release her orgasm or not?