Hesitantly agree

No restrictions. No new email update. You can't help but feel like the blackmailer is testing you. However, it's hard to say no after everything you've experienced with Ashley tonight and how close you feel to her. "Of course," you say getting up from your computer and walking with her down the hall. She brushes her teeth first and beats you to bed. After you freshen up you find her already under the covers and smiling at you. You've spent nearly a week in bed with Ashley, frustratingly aroused, yet tonight you feel more nervous than ever. It's like getting in bed with your high school crush for the first time. It doesn't help that you're hard as a rock and have no way to hide it. Ashley doesn't seem to mind. She slides the covers aside for you as you slip in next to her.

You lay on your back and Ashley snuggles up against you. She places her head on your chest and your wrap an arm around her. "I-I enjoyed making out with you at the club, Daddy," she whispers.

You turn your head and kiss her on her eyebrow. "Me, too, babygirl. You're a very good kisser." You squirm in shock as you unexpectedly feel Ashley's fingers grip your cock. "Ash..." you say, but she cuts off your weak protest by placing her lips against yours.

She moans words into your mouth as you find yourself parting your lips to meet her kiss. "He said no restrictions, Daddy." And her tongue meets yours.

It wasn't a lie! The blackmailer said no restrictions tonight. You expected to find an email when you returned home, but there wasn't one. So, Ashley must have decided that means the "no restrictions" command continues. You're so consumed with desire you find yourself agreeing, especially once she breaks the kiss and starts working her way down your collar bone. Her hand gently strokes your cock. Her eager assertiveness has you in suspense and wondering what she's going to do next. As she starts to kiss down your chest it becomes clear.

"Do you remember the first time in the gloryhole, Daddy?"

Stroking her hair. "Of course."

She works her way down to your bellybutton. "I was so shocked when you came in my mouth. I mean, when the stranger who turned out to be you came. I spit it out and panicked." She kisses the tip of your cock. "But later, when I learned it was you, I kept playing it out in my head. I didn't run. Instead, I swallowed all of it and asked you through the hole in the wall if you were proud of me." She takes your cock between her lips. She moans as she does. Her tongue twirling around your head before she slides down your shaft.

"I would have told you I was so proud of my little girl for not letting a drop spill." You tell her keeping your hand on her head as she bobs up and down. She keeps her eyes locked on yours, clearly looking for approval. "And you're doing such a good job right now." She smiles and picks up the pace. Ashley's inexperienced but what she lacks in skill she makes up for by being sloppy. The drool spills freely from between her lips coating your shaft and balls. It provides lubricant for when she grips the bottom of your shaft and her hand slides up and down in rhythm with her mouth. She pops off the end and grins. "I want you to teach me to be a good cocksucker, Daddy."

As much as you're enjoying the blow job, the weeks of teasing has you hungry to for more. "I want to teach you to please me in every possible way, babygirl. Get up here."

She bites her lip. "Really?"

You grab her sides and pull her up so she's straddling you. She gasps. You kiss her passionately. Your cock slides between her pussy lips and she groans into your mouth. She grinds against you as she tries to line up. Your tongues dancing together. And then it happens. The head of your cock starts to push inside her. You break the kiss. "You're sure you want this?" you ask.

Her response is to press down and whisper, "I love you so much, Daddy." A tear falls down her cheek as she returns to kissing you. Her young body pushing against you until you're balls deep inside her cunt. You bounce her on your lap briefly breaking the kiss to reply "I love you, too." And you do. You love her deeply and passionately. Beyond the father/daughter bond. You love her like you did your wife when you were younger. You kisses are hungry and her downward thrusting is fierce. She feels experienced but you know the only other time she's been fucked was by you through the gloryhole.

She moans loudly and throws her head back. "Mmmm....do me like a dog, Daddy..."

You're so caught up in the moment it takes your brain a minute to translate that she wants it Doggystyle. You don't need to be told twice. You push her off you and bend her over. She buries her face in the pillow and pushes her ass up and out. It's still bruised from the night's flogging and she shows light impressions from the rope harness. You bite your lip looking down at her tight teen ass.

"Babygirl, do you give yourself to me completely?" You lean over and open the nightstand drawer already knowing her answer.

"Yes, Daddy," she wiggles her butt seemingly knowing what you're thinking. "Every bit of me."

You squirt lube on your hand and stroke it up and down the length of your cock. "Beg me to fuck your ass, Ashley."

She reaches back and spreads her cheeks displaying her rosebud. She must watch a lot of porn. "Please Daddy, take your little girl's virgin ass. Fill it. Own it. Show me I'm yours to use in any way you need. Please fuck my ass, Daddy."

Your cock presses against her asshole. The head pushes itself in and she releases a whimper. "I'm just going to hold myself here," you say, "if it goes in farther is up to you."

"Yes, Daddy," she replies in a ****, breathy voice. And she starts to push backwards every so slowly. "unf..." she groans and whimpers as she slowly slides her ass over your cock. She pauses as it goes deeper but soon continues. Soon, her cheeks press against your pelvis. "Oh my gosh," she says.

"Good girl," you say giving her a gentle slap on a cheek.

She slides forward almost coming all the way off before pushing back again. "Oh, Daddy, it's...it's intense." She slowly slides up and down the length of your cock. "mmmm...I'm ready for you to help."

Placing your hands on her hips you push into her as she pushes back against you. "Play with yourself, babygirl."

Ashley obediently puts her hand between her legs and begins rubbing her clit. She lets herself collapse so her ass is up but her face is in the pillow. She moans loudly as you pick up the pace and pump her ass. "My dirty little girl," you say. "Taking it up your ass and loving it. Daddy's little slut."

She mumbles into the pillow, "yes, your little slut, little anal slut, use me, daddy, use me however you want. I love you so much. Ohmygod I want to cum daddy."

Taking a hand off her hip you grab a handful of her hair and pull back. She squeals and starts pumping faster. "Not yet, little slut, you only cum when I tell you."

"B-b-but I neeed toooo," she whines. You respond by tugging her hair harder and slapping her ass cheek.

"Almost, baby, hold off a little longer."

She whimpers and squirms both trying to get away from your cock so she doesn't cum and also desperately not wanting to stop. "I-I-I...unf...I....ohhhh....DADDDYYYYYY!!!! I'm s-s-sorrrrryyyyyyy!!!!" You feel her asshole clenching on your cock and you grin. She disobediently orgasms on your cock just as you hoped. You can't hold back yourself. Your balls clench as they rocket your seed deep into your daughter's ass.

"Keeping going, babygirl, ride it out," you say feeling your cock squishing into her cum filled hole. As she loses strength and collapses your cock pops out with a slurp. You grab her shoulder and flip her over, pushing your body down on top of her. Your lips meet and your kiss is hungry and passionate.

"I'm sorry for...disobeying..." she gasps in between kisses.

"I'll teach you self-control, my love."

She grins and growls. "My Daddy. My Master. My lover. Your sex toy. Your slut. I love you."

The blackmailer is forgotten as you roll around together in the sheets. All of the taboos fade. It's just two bodies pleasuring one another for hours. You lose track of the orgasms she has but are surprised that you manage two more: one down her hungry throat and a third of the night on her face and chest. You hadn't experienced multiple orgasms in a single night since your first year of marriage. It's after that third orgasm you fall asleep, exhausted trying to keep up with your teen daughter's stamina.

You sleep better than you've slept in weeks. When you wake up in the morning you look over at the other side of the bed and find an empty spot. You smile thinking about the beautiful, intimate night you spent with your daughter. All of your hangups about whether or not what you were doing with her was right or not have melted away under the afterglow. You're in love and no one can take that away from the two of you.

And then you hear the sobbing coming down the hall.