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Kitten Puss by MarkDouglas

  - Part 1 of 8 -
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[NOTE: The following is a work of fiction depicting entirely fictional
characters. This story contains graphic sexual material. Please be
aware
that this author does NOT condone these acts and that this is merely a
FANTASY for entertainment. You are welcome to republish this story as
long as all of the information in this file (this header included) is
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CHAPTER I


I have always been daddy's little girl in every
respect. Always made honor roll at school and
never got into any serious trouble. My father has
always been my hero and I wanted him to be proud
of my achievements. So on my 17th birthday I was
absolutely giddy when I came home to a surprise
party and a brand new convertible with a giant
ribbon on its hood. It was the second happiest
day of my life.


I danced and drank into the night and felt free
and relaxed. The end of my high school career was
in sight and the freedom of college was just
around the corner. My father beamed with pride
and proposed several toasts "to Susan, my
beautiful little girl." He was getting a little
maudlin after four or five scotches and I was a
little relieved when he finally said his good
byes and called it a night.


My friends and I continued to party late into the
night. And when I party, I drink. And when I
drink, I get a little horny. Well actually not a
little horny, but A LOT horny. What better way to
finish off the perfect day than with good sex. I
looked through the crowd gave my boyfriend Ted
our usual nod and knowing wink. He smiled and led
me back into the house and silently crept up the
stairs to my room as we had a hundred times
before.


I could already feel my juices leaking between my
thighs as we entered my darkened bed room. I have
a very strong libido and have always been
consumed by exploring ways to heighten erotism. I
consider myself to be an educated, modern women
who believes that sex (especially kinky sex) is
natural and healthy. So when Ted introduced me to
wonders of sexual role play I embraced it with
zeal.


"Are we going to tape tonight?" Ted asked huskily
as he lowered me back into my bed.


"Only if you can think of a really hot story
line. Otherwise I'm way too horny to waste time
being silly." I smiled into the darkness. Ted and
I started video taping our love making when we
first met. At first it was just an exhibitionist
thing. But when we experimented with role play we
found video taping to be incredibly hot. Over the
past eighteen months we have developed elaborate
scenarios, intricate plots and bizarre
characters. We now have over one hundred sessions
detailing our own privately depraved XXX soap
opera.


Ted turned on the small night light by my bed. In
the soft light he reached over and adjusted the
video camera.


"OK I've been thinking about a good one. Remember
that speeding ticket you got a few months back?
Let's play that you are the beautiful drunk
nymphomaniac coed and you're desperately enticing
the strong duty bound cop out arresting you for
DUI?"


"Too routine..." I sighed and started to diddle
myself out of boredom. "How about..." I smiled
picking up the pace of my masturbation. ..".I'm
the innocent coed and you force me into wickedly
depraved acts."


Ted smiled back and switched on the camera. The
little red light on the video camera came on
signaling the beginning of our play.


"Young lady, I noticed you were weaving a bit.
Have you been drinking tonight?" he said in his
best local sheriff drawl.


"Yes sir. But I'm not drunk, honest. Please let
me go..." I pleaded earnestly.


"Ma'am, step out of the car and walk a straight
line." I try to comply and sway slightly as I
walk the imaginary line. "Now close your eyes,
tilt your head back and stretch your arms out to
your sides."


I stood there motionless for several long
seconds, waiting in anticipation with my eyes
closed. My eyes opened when I felt his strong
hands push me to my knees. I blinked and tilted
my head in exaggerated confusion. Slowly he
unbuckled his pants as my gaze found his crotch.


"Keep your eyes closed and stay on your knees,"
he commanded as he withdrew his growing manhood.


"Oh god no oh please don't do this..." I started
to sob convincingly. "Please god help me don't do
this, don't rape me oh god..." My protests became
a desperate panic as he tried to force his hard
cock into my mouth. "No please don't....don't do
this." I turned my face away from his assaulting
member. After several minutes of unsuccessful
struggle he became highly frustrated.


Ted reached under the bed and retrieved a pair of
handcuffs from our secret box of props. He spun
me around and handcuffed me. With a strong grasp
around my waist he bent me over the bed and
spread my legs wide with his feet. He roughly
stuck his face under my raised ass and began
tongue fucking my swollen pussy from behind.
"Please god no...no...." I cried out over and
over for several minutes as he continued lapping
my slit. Then slowly my cries settled into sobs.
Then I grew silent and focused on the feeling of
the tongue lapping into my slit. Then very
softly, I began to moan.


"Look! you're startin' to like it you little
slut. I taste your juices." he said huskily
between laps my moans grew a little louder. When
he sucked my clit into his mouth I gasped a
barely audible "oOOooOo." His tongue darted on my
clit and I could feel an orgasm building. I
started to rock my hips ever so slightly. Then he
suddenly stopped.


He pulled me back onto my knees and stared down
into my eyes. He was breathing heavily and I
could see that his face was glazed with my
juices. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head
back forcing me to look up at him. His cock stood
erect close to my cheek.


"This is the situation young lady." He continued
to pull tightly on my hair. "I can tell you fancy
me a bit. I'm not a selfish man and we can both
have a really hot time here if you just stop with
you with your silly fussin'. If you want me to
continue lickin that lovely little juice box of
yours, I want you to show me that you want it.
Now what's it gonna be?"


For a long minute he held my gaze as he stared
down at me in silent expectation. His big cock
ever present near the side of my face.
Hesitantly, without breaking my lock with his
eyes, I opened my mouth and sucked his cock deep
into my mouth. His hips began to buck in rhythm
with my head movements.


"That's a good little girl. You like suckin'
cock? You want me to cum in your mouth?"


I moaned a little and picked up my pace.


"Answer me or I won't lick you down there again."


"Yes" I said and immediately went back to work on
his cock.


"Yes what? Tell me what you want." he forced me
to look up at him by pulling back hard on my hair.


"I want it. I want you to lick my pussy until I
come. I want you to come in my mouth and I want
to force me to swallow every last drop. Then I
want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me hard
from behind over and over again until your cum
runs down my legs."


We went through every one of those delicious
actions. After I was done sucking Ted's cock he
fucked me so long that I could feel the skin on
my legs actually start to tighten as the coating
of cum began to dry. All the while the video
camera captured our lust.


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CHAPTER 2


I awoke the next morning a very satisfied and a
little sore. A smile crept across my face as I
replayed the nights activities in my minds eye.
Ted left many hours ago but I could still smell
his sex in the room. I love that smell.


I got out of bed and took the video cassette out
of the camera. I began to write the details of
this particular session on the outside of the box
so I can add it to my collection: DOMINATE
COP/YOUNG GIRL includes forced slut seduction,
handcuffs, oral, cum shots, doggy style.


Deep in my walk-in closet I located the large
chest where I keep my secret tapes. I removed the
stacks of boxes I use to conceal my hiding place
and surveyed the hundred or so tapes. I placed it
in there amongst all those special intimate
recordings of my deepest fantasies. As I stared
at all the descriptions I smiled to myself. I
have it all: good girl by day and unabashed
psycho slut by night.


I closed the lid, dawned my a clean white cotton
robe and headed down to the kitchen to make my
daddy a gourmet breakfast fit for a king. I love
nurturing daddy. Ever since my bitch mom divorced
him and ran away with her therapist three years
ago, I've relished taking on the role of lady of
the manor. He's my hero after all and I want to
show him how much he means to me.


I doubt if dad will ever marry again. Hell, he
has a hard enough time just getting a date. It's
not that he's unattractive. Quite the opposite,
he has everything most women desire. He's
wealthy, clean cut professional, considerate and
strong. I think the slight graying at his temples
really makes him look distinguished and worldly.
But, he's a workaholic and seems to be too set in
his ways to start any serious romantic endeavors.


Coffee, juice, toast, fresh fruit pouched eggs
all laid out and awaiting my hero. "Daddy
breakfast is ready" I called out down the hallway.


"Morning kitten puss." He pulled up to the table
and began to read the business section of the
newspaper. Same morning routine as it's been
since I can remember. I love that about him, so
stable and always there for me.


"Thanks so much for the car and the party daddy.
It was the best day of my life."


"Sweetheart, you mean the world to me and I love
to make you happy. Just don't get any speeding
tickets and you'll make me even more proud."


"I promise daddy. Can I take the car to visit
Julia for the weekend?"


"Sure kitten puss. It's your car but be careful.
And if you're going to spend the weekend at her
college I want you to promise me that you won't
drink and drive."


"I promise daddy." I was so happy. I had made
plans to visit my best friend Julia at her
college for the weekend. She is going to flip
when she sees my new wheels. Next year I'll be
attending the same college and I love to visit
and scout all the cute boys.


"Daddy, do you have any plans for the weekend?"


"I think I'll play a little golf on Sunday," he
answered absent mindedly from over his paper. I
worry about him and what his life will be like
without me in the house.


The rest of the day I spent preparing for my
weekend adventure at college. As usual, I over
packed bringing every sexy outfit and pair of
high heals I thought I might need to grab the
attention of cute college boys. It was so
exciting to think that this weekend will be a
taste of my life for the next four years. I
wanted everything perfect.


Late in the afternoon I set out for on three hour
drive to see Julia. I was so excited that I had
already driven an hour before I realized I forgot
my purse and cell phone back at the house. "Shit
shit shit!" I turned the car around and started
to retrace my route.


It was already dark by the time I returned home.
I went around to the side entrance door and was
relieved to find it unlocked. Straight up the
back stairs I jogged when sounds from the hallway
caught my attention. I stopped my ascent up the
stair spiral case and made a bee line for
hallway. "Daddy?" I called out.


I walked down the hallway to find an open door to
the master bedroom and walked directly to the
entrance. What I saw froze me in my tracks. My
daddy was naked on his bed. His head was turned
towards the television and was oblivious to my
presence. As my mind digested the situation I
realized that he was masturbating. His hand was
frantically pulling at his cock and he was
gyrating his hips.


Then I heard my own voice speak out. I realized
the source of my voice was coming from the
television in the room. Everything was in slow
motion as if moving in liquid. I stared at the
television that my father was watching and saw
myself naked with Ted's cock in my mouth. "I want
you to cum in my mouth..." I heard myself say. It
was the video I made last night. My eyes went
back to my father naked on the bed.


"Yes my beautiful slut angel. You want to suck
daddy's dick," he spoke to the television, his
hand rhythmically pulling at his hard cock. My
eyes went back to the television and I saw myself
deep throat Ted's cock. All the strength left my
legs and I slowly buckled onto the floor. "That's
my little cum slut. Suck cock and daddy will give
you a warm wet gooey surprise..." my father spoke
to my image on the television.


I could hear my heart beating in my ears. I was
paralyzed for several minutes. My father's
monologue continued, "You're beautiful and you're
daddy's little whore... you want daddy's big cock
jammed in your tight little cunt don't you...." I
could hear his hand slapping away at his cock. I
could hear myself moan on the television and I
could hear Ted's balls slapping into my ass as he
fucked me.


I was almost comatose with horror. I sat there
leaning against the wall hypnotised by the
horror. I slowly crawled out of the room. I
didn't regain my feet until I was at my car. I
just wanted to get away, far away. I started the
car and drove away into the night.


I was mortified. Tears ran down my cheeks as I
drove and it felt like I had a tennis ball sized
lump in my throat. How could he invade my privacy
like this? Why would he he go through my
belongings? How could I ever look him in the eyes
again? I will never again be Daddy's little girl.


The image of my father masturbating popped back
into my mind and I had to pull to the side of the
road for fear of crashing. There I sat reliving
the entire scene in my head. "You're beautiful
and you're daddy's little whore... you want
daddy's big cock jammed in your tight little cunt
don't you..." he said through grit teeth. Slap
slap slap his hand pistoned into a blur over his
rigid cock. It was so sick. But god help me, I
was getting wet.


I sat there by the side of the road and replayed
the scenario but with a different ending. This
time I imagined that I undressed and walked into
that bedroom as my Daddy was jerking off to my
videotape. This time I quickly climbed on top of
him and jammed his hard cock into my cunt. He
would probably struggle a little out of shock and
surprise but I would hold him tightly and hump
down into his cock until he gave in.


I drifted out of the fantasy to see my legs bent
up onto the dashboard of the car. My hands were
under my skirt with two fingers rubbing my clit.
As my orgasm approached I imagined my father
looking down into my eyes as he fucked me. "Yes
Daddy Yesss Daddy fuck me Daddy..." I yelled out
into the car as my finger tugged at my clit.


I had masturbated myself to three orgasms after I
allowed myself to be excited by the prospect of
having sex with my Daddy. Sitting in that car I
worked my pussy into a wet lather. All the time I
kept my mind fixed on the image of my father
fucking me. All my conflicting emotions did an
instantaneous flip flop. The depravity of the
situation fueled the fires of my lust into an
explosion. I now knew that nothing could stop me
from tasting Daddy's cum.


I drove back onto the road and started to plot
the ramifications of my destiny. Would this act
ruin our relationship? How would I even manage to
become his lover? Simply because Daddy was
masturbating to a fantasy doesn't mean that he
would ever actually pursue it in real life.


I would need a plan that would allow me to both
embolden his lust as well as assure him that he
would be doing me no harm. Further, I wanted to
be a true lover to my father. Perhaps it's even
possible that this act could bring us closer than
we have ever been before. Lust and love mixed
into one, and I began to form a plan. I turned
the car back home once again.


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CHAPTER 3


After a half an hour of driving I made several
phones calls. I called Julia to tell her I
couldn't come up this weekend. I called Daddy to
tell him I changed my mind about visiting Julia
and that I was returning home. And I called Ted
to tell him to be available for a role play
session tonight. As I realized that the pieces of
my plan would lead to my Daddy's cock, I began to
diddle myself to yet another orgasm.


Finally I pulled into the driveway for the second
time tonight. I turned the car off and sat there
staring at the front door. I ran through each
step of my plan in my mind:


Videotape a special session with Ted that
features a Daddy/daughter story line. Ted doesn't
need to know what this is all about. I'll simply
tell him it's just another of my twisted
fantasies. At the end of the tape I will tape a
monologue to my Daddy. I will tell him that I
know he wants to make love to me and that I want
this too. I will try to assuage any fears but let
him know that this must happen. For if it
doesn't, I will be unable to live in that house
knowing that he wants me sexually. Then I'll
leave the tape in the same hiding place where he
retrieved my last tape.


I walked into the house making a concentrated
effort to act normal. "Hiya Daddy," I yelled down
the hall. "Hiya Kitten Puss," came back from the
same room where my father was yanking his cock
earlier. It was soooo delicious to secretly know
the lust in my Daddy's heart. "Act normal," I
repeated the montra to myself as I walked down
the hall and into his room to greet him.


I stopped just inside his door. There he was
lying on top of his bed, in his robe,
nonchalantly reading a book. A tall glass of
scotch was on the night stand and a lit cigarette
was in the ash tray. My Daddy relaxing after his
imaginary fuck session with his precious little
girl. To know that my daddy wants to cum in my
mouth and treat me like a slut. My knees got a
little weak and a warm tingle flared in my pussy.
God this was soooo delicious.


He looked at me from over his reading glasses.
"You ok Kitten Puss?" I ran over and playfully
hopped into bed with him.


"Hiya Daddy," I said, snuggling up to him.


"What's the matter baby? Why didn't you go to
Julia's?"


"I'm just a little tired after my birthday party.
I made plans to visit her next week." I was hyper
aware of the sound of my own voice and my heart
pounding as I lay against his side. It's a good
thing I didn't have a buzz or I would have raped
him right then and there. My juices were flowing
and my pussy felt as if it was vibrating.


I lay still next to him for several minutes
feigning innocent relaxation. And Daddy went back
to his book pretending to read. I was struck with
the urge to do a little teasing. I climbed across
his chest and reached out to his night stand for
the glass of scotch. I took a long drink and was
aware of my breasts pressing against his chest.
Then I slowly replaced the glass and daintily
pulled a cigarette out of his pack.


"What's got into you?" he chuckled.


"I just feel like indulging a little bit tonight
Daddy."


"I don't approve of you smoking and I if you want
to drink I don't want you driving anywhere."


"I won't Daddy," I responded. My voice was
slightly husky and I thought I caught a glimmer
of knowing in my father's eyes. I defiantly lit
my cigarette and slowly retreated from the room.
I could almost feel his gaze on my ass. Had I
gone too far?


I had two drinks in me when Ted finally showed
up. I needed the buzz to make me brave for the
life-altering plot I was about to hatch. I
explained every elaborate detail of the session I
wanted to tape tonight. ..".Oh yeah I almost
forgot. Be sure to call me Kitten Puss," I added.
Ted tilted his head like the RCA dog and stared
at me.


"What the hell is with up with this?" he asked. I
stared back at him and crossed my arms showing my
resolve. "OK OK whatever turns you on. If I
didn't know any better I'd call you a sex freak,"
he giggled.


He flipped on the camera as I position myself on
the center of the bed. I was dressed in a red
silk teddy, garter belt, and high heels. Ted
climbed in bed next to me. He put on a pair of
reading glasses, took a sip from a glass of
scotch from beside the bed, and read a book. I
snuggled up next to him and we remained like that
for several minutes.


I became very aware of the camera. I knew my
Daddy would be watching this tape. My Daddy would
be pulling at his cock as he watched his little
girl act like a slut. He would surely know that I
was reenacting the way I had laid next to him in
his bed. I felt radioactive with lust. My Daddy
would soon know that I wanted to be his lover. My
Daddy was watching me and that camera was his
eyes.


I leaned over Ted's chest and reached for the
glass of scotch just as I had with my real Daddy.


"What's got into you?" he asked.


"I just feel like indulging a little tonight
Daddy."


"Does my precious girl want Daddy to fuck her?"


"Yes Daddy." My hand went down into Ted's robe
and slowly stroked his cock. Ted rolled me over
onto my back and slid his cock into my mouth.
Back and forth my eyes alternated between Ted's
gaze and the camera. I slid two fingers into my
pussy and adjusted my position so the camera
could get a view.


"That's Daddy's baby girl. Suck my cock. Suck
Daddy's cock and he'll give a special treat right
in your mouth." My pussy was making a loud
sloshing sound as I started stabbing my fingers
faster into my wet cunt. Ted had a handful of my
hair and was pulling my head into his cock.
"Isn't it fun to play grown up Kitten Puss?"


After several minutes of this action I removed my
mouth from Ted's cock and slowly turned my head
towards the camera. I continued to finger fuck
myself and started slowly stroking Ted's cock.
With a low voice I spoke directly into the
camera: "Daddy I want it too." With that Ted came
on my face. Without blinking I kept staring into
that camera as gooey cum shot all over my face.
"I want it too..." I repeated.


I flipped off the camera and gave Ted a long
kiss. "Thanks. I'll call ya tomorrow."


"That's it? Just wam bam, thanks?"


"I just wanted a quicky and now I want to get
some sleep. I'll make it up to ya I promise." I
gave an apologetic smile and pout. "You sex
freak" he giggled and gave me a peck on the
cheek. He gathered up his close and made his way
out.


There was a lot of work ahead of me. I had
another scotch and smoked a cigarette as I
contemplated my next step. I cleaned up and
reapplied my makeup. With a little trepidation I
flipped the camera back on and began the hardest
part of my plan. I spoke directly into the camera:


"Daddy? I know you are watching this. I know that
you found my private tapes. Daddy, I saw you
masturbating while watching my tape. I heard you
call me your little slut. Daddy, I want to be
your lover very very much. I have given this a
lot of thought. I want you to know that could be
something beautiful that we can share. I want you
to know that this could bring us closer together
and that we can still continue to have our great
father and daughter relationship.


But Daddy, if you don't take me, if we don't
follow through with this, I will not be able to
stay in this house. I will not be able to remain
your little girl with this...this unfulfilled
sexual tension between us. It would make me
miserable to live like that. We can make this a
wonderful experience. Please take me Daddy.


As you watch this I will be waiting for you. I
lied about going to Julia's. Daddy, I'm right up
the stairs and very horny. I waiting for you in
the guest bedroom."


I flipped the camera back off and retrieved the
cassette. On the box I wrote "OUR BEAUTIFUL
SECRET" I walked it back into my closet and
placed it on top of all my other tapes.


The week crept by. I kept busy avoiding all but
the most casual conversations with Daddy. It
seemed like it took forever for Friday to arrive.
Several times I questioned my decision to follow
through with this. There was so much at risk.
Would I ruin our relationship? Would I hurt my
daddy? The memory of my father masturbating to my
tape answered my questions. After all, I probably
inherited this wonderfully warped libido from him!

-END PART ONE
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