Page 14 of My Big Fat Daddy Issues

"You like that?"

"Yes, Daddy."

My cock twitches beneath her.

"You’ll be feeling me for days, baby. I like that. Like knowing you’re carrying the memory of me in every step you take. All Daddy’s hot seed making you a sticky mess under your panties."

She whimpers as I slide a forkful of eggs to her mouth. She opens like a good girl.

"Daddy..."

"Hmm?"

"What happens now?"

I pause.

Then I cup her jaw and tilt her face up as she chews slowly.

"Now you stay right here where you belong. In this house. In my bed. My cum deep inside that tight little teasing cunt of yours. Then, soon enough, you’ll be wearing my name."

Her eyes widen as she swallows.

"Name?"

"I’m putting a ring on your finger, baby. The moment the courthouse opens. I fucked that virgin pussy of yours raw. You’re going to have my baby. Daddy’s baby is going to be inside you. And you’ll be my wife and I don’t care what the world says."

"But—"

"No buts. You think I’m letting anyone else look at you again? You think anyone else gets to hear your little sounds? See that perfect body when it twists and squirts and makes a big mess?"

She shakes her head.

"That’s right. You’re mine. You’ve been mine since the day you moved in. You just didn’t know it yet."

"I know now." She leans in and I crush our lips together shoving my tongue deep, teaching her that her mouth will receive whatever I want to put inside it from now on.

My hand slides to her belly. I palm it.

Flat now. But not for long.

"You like feeling Daddy grunt and spurt inside you?"

Her breath catches. “I loved it. I love you kissing me, all the funny feelings it makes. Your big cock pushing inside me, the way you look when you feel good.”

"Gonna keep you knocked up, barefoot, and milk filled. You'll be Daddy's good little creamy wife. Always waiting in my bed. Legs spread, tits squirting."

She moans.

I slip a hand between her thighs.

Sticky and hot.

"Say it."

"I want it. I want to be yours. I want your baby, Daddy."

"Good girl."