Daddy Needs Love Ch. 03

"Daddy...I want to have a baby. I want to have your baby. I've been thinking about it for a long time now, and there's nothing I want more. I want us to have a child together, a child born from pure, true love. I love you, Daddy."

Matthew looked at her and didn't answer, though she could almost hear the gears in his head working. This was sudden, but only for him. She had not stopped thinking about it since that morning in the kitchen. To her it felt like minutes passed before he answered her in his calm voice again.

"Amy...you understand why this is not an easy choice, right? You're my daughter, and that brings risks. I do love you, more than anything. I won't say I'm against the idea. Truth is, it has entered my thoughts more than a few times, but I didn't want to put any pressure on you. Part of me was afraid that you would tire of me in the future, and a child getting caught between that would suffer. I don't want to hurt you, sweetpea."

Amy watched him and her eyes started to fill with tears.

"I want your baby, daddy. Will you help me?"

Matthew stood up and walked around the table until he came to her. He looked deep into her eyes and then kissed her. She returned the kiss, all her tension melting away as she knew that they were bound together, for eternity. Nothing could break the bond between them, the love they shared. After a long moment he broke the kiss, reaching out a hand to her.

"I love you, Amy. I want to show you just how much."

She was still crying, but this time out of relief. She took his hand and stood up, resting her head against his large chest.

"I love you too, Daddy. So, so very much."

Her father smiled and picked her up in his arms, holding her like a princess, or in this case, a bride. Even if the ring wasn't on her finger yet, it didn't matter. They both knew that they were now husband and wife, joined together by a pure, passionate love. With steady steps he carried her to their bedroom, laying her down gently onto the soft sheets. Amy began to undress herself, her sex already burning with need. Their bedroom always had that effect on her, and now that they had agreed on their future, she couldn't be more excited. Even if this act wouldn't result in a child, she was sure it wouldn't be long after she stopped taking her pills.

"I'll never stop being amazed by how beautiful you are, Amy."

Despite herself she found her cheeks flushing bright red. As she unhooked her bra and let it fall to the bedroom floor she looked down at her flat stomach. For only a moment she imagined how it would look in a few months, when she would be carrying the most pure result of the love shared between her and her father. The very thought filled her with warmth as she worked her fingers down to the lining of her panties and slipped them off, now standing entirely naked in front of her father. Her nipples were already stiff, and the nectar from her sex was already starting to slowly make their way down her thighs. She had been excited about making love all the times before of course, but now, that their contract had been made and sealed? She was on cloud nine.

"Thank you, Daddy. I feel the same way."

It wasn't a lie by any stretch. Her father had unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it to the side, bringing his fuzzy, muscular chest into view. That strong frame that she had leaned against so many times as a little girl, that had brought her comfort when she was upset, or confused. As Matthew stripped down to his boxers Amy closed her eyes and imagined seeing their newborn child resting their head against the large chest of their father, just like she had done. She couldn't think of a better father for her very own child, and she knew it would happen, soon.

"Let me treat you right, sweetpea."

Amy let herself fall back onto the soft feather bed, her legs spreading almost immediately as her lips kept getting soaked in her juices. She left herself entirely open to her father and his loving touch.

"Please, Daddy. I need you."

Her voice was turning husky, lustful and needy. As her arousal kept rising, and the dreams of their future child stuck to the forefront of her mind, she only knew that she wanted him. With a soft smile on his lips her father bent down between her legs, his skilled tongue beginning to lick along her bare skin. Even that small a contact sent jolts through her, making her entire body shiver in excitement. As Matthew slowly made his way upwards he made sure to plant kisses and licks all over her legs and thighs, his moustache brushing against her soft skin to further add to the experience. By the time he had made his way to her drenched pussy she was practically begging for his touch on her craving snatch.

"Does my darling girl want her father's tongue?"

He was teasing her, punishing her slightly for having kept her thoughts and wants a secret from him. Now that she knew he had felt the same she did indeed feel like a fool for not trusting him from the start about the matter. She lay squirming on the bed, her hands gripping onto the sheets tightly. She heaved as her entire form ached for relief.

"Y-yes, Daddy...I want you to touch me...to let me feel good..."

Her amber hair was splayed out like an abstract painting around her face, and her chest was moving up and down rapidly, her fast breathing causing her to release small moans of frustration and need. Apparently pleased with her response, her father moved his face to her wet sex, his moustache sending tingles through her as it came into contact with her skin. Using his experienced tongue he gave her a single lick from the bottom of her velvet lips all the way up to her clit. The act nearly sent her into an orgasm as his teasing and words were putting her close to the edge.

"You taste delicious, Amy. I'm going to take all you can give me..."

Amy screamed out loud as her father then dove straight into her snatch, his strong tongue hitting all her weak spots while his fingers massaged her tenderly. The attack had been so sudden she started squirting into his face, but it did nothing to deter him. With an apparent greed he began to lap up all of her juices, his lips sucking onto her folds to make sure not a single drop was wasted. While she was still recovering from the abrupt climax, her entire body quivering on the now stained sheets, Matthew continued his treatment, pinching her clit hard with his thumb and index finger. The scream she let out was of pure lust as she came again, more of her nectar flooding out of her pink pussy as it cramped furiously.

"Oh god, Daddy, yes! Please, more!"

"As my sweetpea wants..."

Her father smiled and inserted one of his fingers into her dripping cunt, starting to feel around inside her warm walls as they squeezed back hard onto the thick digits. His tongue did not let up for a single moment however, as he continued to give her long, slow licks all around her soaked snatch. Amy was in heaven, the sensations flowing through her even sweeter than the previous times she and her father had made love over the course of nearly a year. However, as good as his tongue and fingers felt down in her pussy, she needed something more. Something bigger.

"I'm ready, Daddy. Please...give it to me..."

It had only been a few minutes since he started pleasing her but without any complaints he lifted his head from her pink pussy after giving it one last kiss. Matthew got off the bed and pulled down his boxers, letting his fully erect member free. As he approached the bed again, his hand stroking the thick length, Amy couldn't help but lick her lips. She was going to get what she so desperately needed. She was going to get filled up with all of the seed that her father could give her. And she would love every moment of it.

"Here it comes, Amy."

Her father's voice was soft and gentle as he placed the large head of his manhood at the entrance to her love canal, her pussy already cramping as it craved to engulf his cock. When he pushed forward, the tip of his shaft spreading her lips wide, she moaned loudly, loving the feeling of getting penetrated by her father's stiff rod. The instant the crown of his cock slipped inside her, the warm walls tried to squeeze back onto the fleshy member as hard as they could. Amy was so worked up that her body was not going to give her lover any pause. She needed to get fucked, now.

"I beg you, Daddy, just give it to me!"

Her moans were getting louder and almost by reflex she locked her legs around the back of her father, keeping him from pulling out. With all the strength in her limbs she pushed him further into her, her cunt craving the sense of fullness she was about to experience.

"I love you so much, Amy."

With those words and the added pressure from her legs pushing, he thrusted into her hard, bottoming out and hitting her womb, sending more jolts of pleasure through her already quivering body. She screamed out loud again as she was at last complete again. With her father's thick cock inside her she started to convulse in small spasms of ecstasy, her mouth not closing as more and more expressions of pleasure escaped her throat.

"Yes, Daddy! Give me all of it, I beg you! Make love to me, make love to your daughter!"

Matthew smiled and began to slowly piston his shaft in and out of her, settling into their favourite rhythm without much effort. They both knew how they liked it, and there was no reason to tease any more. His large hands roamed down to her full breasts, cupping them and starting to massage them lovingly. The two-pronged attack was almost too much for Amy, but she wanted to excite her father even more.

"Imagine what they will be like when I'm pregnant, Daddy... they'll get even bigger, and they will be full of milk... do you want that, Daddy?"

She was meeting his every thrust as she spoke, her round bottom bouncing against his body, meeting the full balls that hung below the rapidly pumping shaft that bottomed out inside her with every thrust.

"Sweetpea, you're already gorgeous, but I don't know how much I will be able to restrain myself when you're expecting."

He spoke with absolute love, and care, but also need. Amy understood him perfectly, and she lifted her head from the sheets to look into his eyes while he continued to fondle her chest.

"You won't have to, Daddy. I'll be on maternity leave, and we can fuck whenever we want..."

Even if it should've been possible, Matthew's strokes became faster, and harder with every word that came out of her mouth. Amy smiled, please that she could excite her father so.

"There will be no stopping our love-making, Daddy. I will always want you..."

To emphasize her point, she let go off the sheets with her hands and reached up to pull him down towards her, locking him in a passionate kiss as her tongue wrestled with his. Matthew abandoned her breasts and threw his arms around her, picking her up off the bed, letting her bounce on his cock as he pumped into her at a hard pace.

When she released the kiss she gave him a warm smile.

"Lay down, Daddy. I want to be on top at the finish line this time."

"As you wish, my darling daughter."

Using his considerable strength and body mass her father spun around to place himself on the bed, still keeping his stiff manhood inside her. Amy grinned as she positioned herself to sit upright, letting his member reach as deep as it possibly could, pressing against her womb. Without waiting too long she began to bounce up and down on his manhood, her love-juices spilling out and onto her father's body.

"So many names and titles for me..."

She lifted herself up, leaving only the tip inserted. She then dropped herself down hard onto the stiff pole, timing it with her words.

"Amy..."

Her father groaned as he felt himself bottom out again, his eyes locked with hers.

"Daughter..."

With another pump she moaned loudly, her smile growing wider as she worked him.

"Lover..."

She impaled herself again, and this time those large hands of her father found her bouncing breasts, moving to knead them expertly.

"Sweetpea..."

Another loud groan as her father now began to slowly thrust himself into her, meeting her movements. Amy held back a scream as she prepared for the finale, the words that would send both of them over the edge and into ecstasy.

"Future mother of your child!"

Matthew's eyes lit up and she thought that she could feel him grow even bigger inside her, his cock pulsing and twitching. As it turned out, she had underestimated her father's desire and lust. With all of his strength he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her down onto his chest, holding her there as he started to pound her pussy with a force and energy she had not yet experienced. She screamed out loud as her cunt did all it could to please him, to accept him, but it was not enough. The passion that her father now fucked her with was something else entirely, but she loved every moment of it. His rock-hard cock kept pounding her womb hard, and she felt herself reaching climax again, as an orgasm overtook her. Then another. And another. Without stopping, her father brought her to the brink half a dozen times as he continued to pound her with the same furious energy. By the time that Amy thought she would faint from the exertion she could feel the familiar tingle inside her of the approaching eruption.

"AMY!"

Her father cried out in pleasure as he exploded inside her, filling her with a larger load than he had ever given her before. As she was filled up entirely, her quivering body could do nothing else other than take what he had to give her, her convulsing walls milking the invader for all it was worth. As his seed spilled out inside her, flooding her womb and gushing out onto the now drenched sheets, the only sounds she could let out were moans of ultimate pleasure. As his thrusts grew slower, the last strands of semen shot out of his cock, leaving her entire love canal filled to the brim with sticky, creamy cum.

It took almost an entire minute before either of them spoke after their intense love-making. They were both heaving, and Amy's body was still trembling in the aftershocks of her chain orgasms. Matthew brought up a hand to gently caress his daughter's face.

"Amy...I love you more than anything."

Amy looked into his eyes and smiled weakly.

"I love you too, Daddy...though you could've warned me...I feared I would break..."

Matthew kissed her gently and held her close, their bodies pressing against one another.

"I'm sorry, sweetpea. I'll try to control myself better."

She shook her head, resting it against his warm chest.

"I liked it. Just, some warning would've been nice. It did feel amazing though."

He smiled warmly and kissed her again.

"I understand. I'll give some warning next time."

Amy nodded and closed her eyes, listening to the heartbeat of the man she loved more than anything else. It was the most comforting sound she had ever heard.

***

Amy was pacing in the bathroom, her hands shaking. She knew that her father was waiting outside in the kitchen, expecting news. She couldn't help but to glance over at the small stick that rested on the small sink, the harbinger of her future. She almost resorted to biting her nails in her nervousness, her amber hair draped around her face like a messy curtain. At last, she finished counting inside her head and walked over to the sink, lifting the small stick with trembling hands. She had closed her eyes, dreading the possibility of the result not being positive. Once she did open her eyes though, nothing else could've averted her gaze. She felt her heart nearly stop as she stared at the small symbols.

As Amy exited the bathroom and entered the kitchen she saw her father, his hands firmly holding onto his cup of coffee. His expression revealed nothing, and after a few tense moments he opened his mouth.

"Well?"

Amy looked at him and a smile started to spread across her face. Her heart was beating faster than ever as she looked into the deep blue eyes of her father.

"We're going to have a baby."

Matthew immediately let go of his cup and ran over to her, picking her up and spinning her around before locking her in a tight, loving embrace.

"Oh, Amy..."

She giggled and kissed him lovingly. Their dream was coming true. They were going to have a child of their own. She would have a baby, with the man she loved about all else, her father.

"I love you, Daddy. Thank you so much for being my father, and my lover."

They kissed again, and even if the future was uncertain, they knew their love would overcome any obstacle placed in their way. They were going to have a baby.

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