Letting Go

“Dad?” You hear Stella call out to you.

“Yeah, baby?” You ask back, with your eyes remain closed.

“Can I ask for a favor?” Stella asks, and the question makes you open your eyes to look at her. Stella’s staring at you intently, waiting for your answer.

“Anything, baby. What do you need?” You answer with a reassuring smile, but instead of keeping eye contact with you, Stella looks away as if the favor she’s going to ask for is embarrassing to ask.

“What is it, baby?” You ask her.

“Make me happy.” Stella says pleadingly.

“I don’t und—” You try to say, but Stella presses her lips against yours, as she palms your cheeks with her hands. You instinctively reciprocate her show of affection, accepting her aggressive tongue and letting her lead its sordid dance.

“It still hurts.” Stella says as she breaks away from your kiss.

“What does?” You ask her in concern.

“I know you’re right. Cassie and I both did the right thing.” Stella prefaces. “But it still hurts. Not being able to be what she wants me to be.” She adds, unable to look you in the eyes as she does.

You start rubbing the side of her waists trying to comfort her, not really thinking how she could misinterpret your move as possible foreplay. Your hands were already there, and you didn’t stop to think that gliding your hands up and down her torso could be interpreted as you firing her up. Because before Stella says another word, she grabs your hands and directs them to grope her tits instead.

“I know being honest with her was for both of us to be happy in the long run. I know I’ll be happy later… but I’m not happy now.” She tells you, staring deep into your eyes this time. “Even if it’s just to make me forget for the time being. Even if it’s just fleeting. Even if we both know it won’t fix anything…” Stella starts to build up to her point.

“Make me happy, Daddy.” Stella pleads with you.

You look into your daughter’s eyes as well. You see the tiredness and lack of sleep in them. You see the weight of the world that’s burdening her behind her eyes. But you also see the genuineness of her request.

She needs this. This will make her happy. And if you’re being honest, you want nothing more than to take the pain in her eyes away.

Even if it is just temporary. Even if it is just fleeting. Even if it won’t fix anything.

You choose to make her happy.

…

You’re the one who palms her cheeks this time, guiding her lips towards yours. Once your lips meet, you move your right arm to wrap around the back of her waist tightly, forcing her whole upper body to lay flat on yours. With her body flat on yours, you move the same hand below the hemline of her dress before gliding your fingertips along her lower back all the way up her spine, sending shivers throughout her body. Her body tenses from your touch at first, but as you start to repeat the motion downwards, her body acclimates and begins to relax.

With Stella’s body relaxed, allowing you to freely carry her weight, you lessen the tightness of your arm’s grip around her waist and focus on pleasuring the rest of her body. You move your lips away from hers and start pecking at her cheek, moving closer to her ear. You suck on her earlobe lightly, extracting a pleasant moan from your daughter. You let the tip of your tongue hit the back of her ear, before nibbling on her earlobe with your teeth afterwards. You then coat the inner folds of her ears with your saliva, moving your tongue around it and even teasing her ear hole with the tip of your tongue.

Stella tries to answer your foreplay in kind. Moving her hand to your chest to try and harden your nipples with her fingertips. However, you reject it by moving her hand away.

“Don’t worry about me, baby. Let Daddy handle this.” You tell her.

“Let go.” You whisper sultrily to her ear, and you feel her slightly shiver from your words.

You move your lips towards her jawline, leaving kisses as you move downwards along the side of her neck. You suck on the muscle of the base of her neck, kissing her shoulder and her collar bone for variety, while your left hand slides the strap of her sundress to the side, freeing her right breast from its confines.

You cup her right breast with your left hand, and brush her erect nipple with your thumb. Meanwhile, you finally decide to do something else with your right hand aside from caressing the skin of her back. You move your right hand lower, your palm sliding all the way down her back until your middle finger is sandwiched between her buttcheeks. You feel the moisture that’s coated her panties slightly with your fingertip, teasing her lower lips with a circular motion, before pushing the fabric slightly into her sex.

Stella gasps as you penetrate her slightly with your finger. You restart the circular motion of your fingertip, but along her inner walls this time, with only the fabric of her panties preventing you from penetrating her deeper. Stella tries to protest your teasing, as you can tell from how wet her panties have become that her pussy is more than lubricated for penetration, but you silence her with another kiss.

Despite you not allowing her to protest, you don’t prolong your tease. This is for her to be able to let go of her troubles, not replace those troubles with sexual frustration. So you pull her panties to the side, and allow your middle finger to feel her now exposed pussy raw. Stella’s moan is stifled by your makeout session, but you can tell she’s starting to relax even more as her body feels like it’s melting on top of you with how relaxed it's become.

When you free her mouth from kissing, she begins to breathe heavily but steadily. You notice it's actually following the rhythm of your finger penetrating her lips down there. You introduce your ring finger to the mix, now penetrating her with two digits, hoping that it slowly builds her up to climax, but Stella doesn’t seem to want to wait.

“Daddy…” Stella breathily whispers, as she momentarily raises her head from its relaxed slump next to yours. “I want you.” She begs seductively. You nod in understanding, and nudge her head with your left hand to rest next to yours once she understands you won’t make her wait for what she wants.

You pull down the waistband of your shorts and boxers with your free hand, and free your cock from its captivity. It’s not fully erect at this point, but with how wet and relaxed Stella’s pussy has become with your fingers, you’re sure it won’t have any problems entering her.

You take out your fingers from inside her and instead rub your palm on her exterior lips, coating it with her wetness. You transfer her natural lubricants onto your cockhead with your hand, before finally directing the tip of your penis to her awaiting entrance.

As soon as the tip makes contact with her outer lips, Stella shudders in anticipation. She begins to move her hips, rubbing her pussy lips onto the tip of your cock to entice it to go inside her. But like you’ve been determined to do, you don’t want her to do anything but ‘let go’ for this. You wrap your arms around her waist tightly, hugging her into you so she can’t move her hips to tease your cock any further.

“It’s coming, baby. Just…” You whisper into her ear, pausing mid-sentence to build up what’s to come.

“Relax.” You say, just as you finally penetrate her pussy with your dick.

“Ha~...” Stella moans, as soon as she feels you entering her. She stares into your eyes while biting her lower lip, as you slowly inch your cock deeper inside her walls. Once you’re fully inside her, Stella just gives you an accepting nod, before resting her head on your chest once more and closing her eyes.

She’s trusting you to take care of what happens next.

She’s trusting you to take care of her.

She’s finally letting go.

A few minutes later…

“Sorry it took so long.” Celeste tells you as she and Hal enter your apartment again.

“I told her we should still go back to our hotel to get the tea for Stella. That’s on me.” Hal explains, as he hands over a pint of ice cream and a fancy looking tin box of tea.

“Don’t worry about it.” You assure them both. “And, thanks for getting these. I’m sure it’ll help her immensely.” You add.

“Where’s Stella?” Celeste asks.

“She’s sleeping.” You answer. “I didn’t want her going to Viv and Becca’s opening without some rest. Thankfully, she listened.” You add.

“That’s good to hear.” Hal replies. “I guess talking it out with you helped ease her mind.” Hal adds. You give Hal an awkward knowing smile while scratching the back of your head in embarrassment of what you actually had to do for her to calm down. Celeste doesn’t fail to notice this and just raises her eyebrow in suspicion.

“This is a bad segue, but speaking of doing things before going to Viv’s opening tonight…” Hal says, even mimicking your awkward back of the head scratch.

“He wants your permission to allow him to see Viv before their opening tonight.” Celeste cuts right to the chase.

“Woah! Not permission… just, I’d like to know if you think it’s wise for us to see her beforehand? So that we can talk out our issues too?” Hal asks. Though he denies his intention being one of asking for permission, his way of asking makes it sound an awful lot like one. He continues to state his reasons why he thinks it’s wiser to do it now, instead of during the Grand Opening, but you don’t need to hear them for you to have an answer.

“Celeste was right earlier. I may be Viv’s boyfriend, but I don’t have any right to make decisions for her.” You say. “She invited you guys for a reason, and I should trust and support her judgment.” You add, causing Hal to give you an appreciative smile.

“I think you all deserve a chance at finally ‘letting go’.”