Princess Controls Daddy’s Fantasy
By: Crimson Penguin
Tags: Short Story, Fiction, Erotica, Red Curtain Erotica

Photo by Maru Lombardo on Unsplash

Babygirl walked into Daddy’s study. She leaned over his desk, her ample tits quite exposed through the neckline of her tight t-shirt.

“What are you working on, Daddy?” she inquired coyly. “It’s Saturday.”

“I am working on a writing project, Babygirl,” he replied directly, without looking up.

“Are you writing me a bedtime story?”

“Not today, Babygirl. Daddy needs to finish this erotic poem for that poetry book he told you about. ” He looked over his glasses at her and gazed into her eyes, only a little distracted by her tits that sat at his eye level.

Babygirl pouted.

“Babygirl, please don’t pout, you know what that does to me…”

She sighed, stepping around behind Daddy to hug him and deposit a gentle kiss on his cheek before walking over to the chair in the corner.

He had created this space in the corner just for her. It’s surrounded by windows that let in the optimal amount of light and if there isn’t enough light, a Tiffany floor lamp stands next to the crimson arm chair. It is a little big for her, but she likes it that way. She feels small in it, she could sit cross-legged and still be comfortable. Babygirl like to work on her crocheting quietly, while Daddy writes. It really is her favorite place to be. Well, almost. She absolutely loves when he places her on his lap in that chair and reads to her. He sometimes reads her literature or the Bedtime Stories he composes for her. He would also read his erotic poetry and stories to her before they had playtime.

She sat in the chair, kicked off her shoes, and picked up the afghan she had been crocheting. She could still see Daddy at his big mahogany desk. She loved how big and sturdy that desk was. It matched the red walls in the room quite nicely. He leaned back in his office chair, closed his eyes and she could tell he was deep in thought. It was an erotic poem he was writing for a publisher. It must have been a very steamy poem because she noticed he was aroused when she leaned over his desk. Her mouth watered. She wanted to taste his salty cum. She felt a strong need to smell the muskiness of him. Her crocheting became quicker as she tried to burn off her sexual tension. Dirty thoughts began filling her mind. She wondered if she could crawl under his desk and help relieve some of his tension. His eyes were still closed. She quietly put down the afghan and slowly moved from her chair.

Her barefoot steps were so modest she could barely detect them. As she approached the desk, she carefully got on all fours and crawled underneath. While sitting on her heels between his legs, she made her presence known by running her delicate hands up his calves to his knees, then with a gentle but firm touch, she caressed his thighs. He let out a gasp.

“Babygirl, I told you I had to work.”

“But, Daddy….”

“But, nothing. I need to work.”

“I wanted to help relieve some of your tension.”

“I need this tension in order to work through my ideas. How about if we play afterwards? You can be the Princess and be in charge. Whatever you want to do, however you want to play, we will do it.”

“Anything?” she asked with big eyes.

“Anything.” he affirmed.

“OK, Daddy. I will go back to my chair and wait until you’re done, as long as you promise that we will play after.”

“I promise.”

He backed his chair up so she could get up off the floor. She smiled at him as he gave her a swat on her ass. “You are my very good girl.”

She beamed and gave him a butt wiggle as she walked back to her chair.

“If I hadn’t put you in charge, I would have taken you over my knee later for that butt wiggle.” He winked at her.

She giggled in response. As she returned to her chair, she picked up the afghan and eased herself back into a cross-legged position and continued to crochet. He gave her a little smile before starting to type again. She wasn’t sure, but she might have motivated him.

While crocheting, she pondered what she desired to do since she would be in charge. There were so many things that she loved doing while fucking him. Mostly she liked it when they fucked in his chair or on his desk, because both exuded so much power. They left her feeling small when she needed to feel small. However, this time she would be in charge. She looked at the grandfather clock and noticed that it was almost lunchtime. Maybe they could make lunch together, and dance in the kitchen, then end up in their living room on the couch. They lived in a remote area, but that room had a wall of windows. She loved the thought of possibly getting caught while fucking in their living room.

Time passed quickly. She had finished a skein of yarn while he had finished the poem and sent it off to the publisher.

“So, Princess, what are we going to do now?”

“First, I want to make lunch. I want grilled-cheese sandwiches.”

“As you wish, Princess.”

They made their way to the kitchen. She grabbed the bread, a pan, and turned on the radio. He grabbed the cheese and the margarine. She placed the pan on the stove, the bread nearby on the counter, and started to dance seductively. While moving her hips in time to the music, danced her way toward him.

“Princess, what are you doing?” he laughed.

She continued to sway her hips, then moved towards him. She took the cheese and margarine from his hands and placed them on the island in the center of the kitchen. She spun around, so her back was against him and wriggled her ass against his crotch. It was still rock hard. She grabbed his hands and placed them on her tits.

“Daddy, I want kisses.” she demanded.

“As you wish, Princess.”

He started to kiss her neck and nibble on her ear. She let out a moan. Her pussy started to throb. She wanted him now, but she knew she needed to tease him a little, for making her wait. Her hands grabbed at his thighs. She loved how they felt beneath her hands since he started working out more. He began moaning into her ear and massaging her breasts. He started to push them beneath the t-shirt.

“We should prepare lunch.” she said, distracting him from what he was doing.

“Hey…” he protested.

“Nope. You said I’m in charge. You made me wait, now I will make you wait. We are making lunch now.” She picked up the margarine and cheese from the island next to them and made her way over to the stove.

“Teasing Daddy, hmm? I like it. You are Daddy’s good little teasing Princess.”

She looked over her shoulder and gave him a smirk as she went back to making the grilled-cheese sandwiches. When she was almost done, he walked up behind her with two plates. He put them on the counter and gave her a gentle grab around the waist before pulling her in close and nibbling his way down her neck.

“Someone’s hungry” she purred. She could feel his hard cock against her ass. ‘Fuck, he was so hard.’ She could feel her pussy start to drench her panties.

She put the sandwiches on the plates and offered him one. They walked over to the kitchen table and sat down. She knew this would be the perfect time to tease him. He took the first bite of his sandwich.

“Princess, these are the best…hey…mmmmmm” She’d taken her foot and gradually moved it from the inside of his calf, to his knee, his thigh, and stopped at his crotch, wiggling her toes. He let out a growl, as his eyes closed while his head fell back. “Fuck, Princess. Are you going to tease me like this all through lunch?”

“I might…Daddy.” she cooed, without looking up from her plate. She liked playing coy with him. It kept him on his toes.

When they’d finished their lunch, he took their plates to the dishwasher. She made her way to the living room and opened the curtains. The sunshine streamed in through the windows. It had recently snowed and the trees sparkled in the sunlight.

Daddy walked into the very bright living room. “I can’t believe how bright the sun is today. Everything was so dark during that snowstorm yesterday.” He noticed how the sun shone through her hair as she stood in front of the ceiling to floor windows, it sparkled like gold. Awestruck, he once again asked himself, ‘how did he get so lucky, to be with a woman this beautiful?’

She turned around. “Sit on the couch.” She instructed. He did as he was told, after all, she was in charge. The music still played in the kitchen, as she walked towards him like a tiger on the prowl. Reaching him, she stood between his legs, spinning around so her back is faced towards him.

She started to sit on his lap to grind against him. He growled.

‘Fuck, he’s still so hard,’ she thought.

He went to put his hands on her hips and she slapped him away.

“You aren’t allowed to touch.”

She stood back up, turned and straddled him. Grinding her pussy on him, her tits swayed dangerously close to his face. He started to lean in to take one of her nipples into his mouth through the t-shirt.

“You are not allowed to touch,” she repeated. “Even with your mouth.”

She pushed him back onto the couch. The song ended and she got up, dropping to her knees between his feet. His cock was throbbed from being teased so much. She knew this, but she continued to tease him. She ran her hands slowly up and down his calves and thighs. After a few torturous minutes of this, she grabbed his hips and looked up at him, her eyes smoldering with lust.

“Princess, may I unbuckle my belt for you?”

“Yes, Daddy.” She replied, watching intently as he unbuckled his belt.

“Princess, may I unbutton and unzip my jeans for you?”

“Yes, Daddy.” He did as she allowed.

“Princess, may I lower my jeans and boxers so you can suck my cock?”

“Yes Daddy, but I am not going to suck your cock.” she replied with a smirk. “Take your jeans and boxers off. Take your shirt off, too.”

She stood up and took off her t-shirt and jeans. He sat there, dumbfounded. ‘What exactly did she have planned?’

“Daddy, you know I am not the bravest when it comes to showing off my body. I know it has been a fantasy of yours to fuck me in front of a window.” She started to walk over to the windows and he followed. “I want you to fuck me here, pin me against the window so I can’t move or hide. I want to face the outdoors while you fuck me.”

“Princess….”

“You said we would do what I wanted, and this is what I want. I want to make one of your fantasies come to life.”

“I am just surprised that you want to do this.”

“I need to get used to the body I have. I am actually kind of excited to be doing this. Someone could snowshoe on the trail behind the house and see us. Well, see you fucking me so hard that I can’t react to seeing them. I won’t care.”

She faced the window, feeling the sunlight warm her pale skin. He walked up behind her, grabbing her tits to pull her close to him and bending down to bite at her neck. She gasped in response as her pussy started to throb.

“Mmmm…Princess, you taste so fucking good.”

He released her left breast to take her chin and guide her so she was near his mouth. He kissed her, hard. Their tongues intertwined, and he swallowed her moans into his mouth. She reached with her hands and grabbed the sides of the window frame, to brace herself. He was so rock hard against her pussy. He released her chin and reached down to grab his cock and tap it against her pussy. She moaned again.

“Two can play at this teasing game. You are still my good little girl even though you are in charge. Oh…are your legs starting to shake? You are really turned on, aren’t you?”

She whimpered. At that, he slowly thrust into her. Fuck she is so tight. When he was all the way in, she let out a gasp, shocked at how full she felt.

“Princess, you are so hot and wet for me aren’t you?”

“Yes, Daddy. Now fuck me. I want you to take me however hard or gentle you want to. I am in charge and that is what I want.”

“Oh, Princess, you have no idea how long Daddy has wanted to do this to you.” He pulled all the way out and thrust back in hard and fast. “I have wanted to fuck you like this since our first date.”

He grasped her neck, firmly, but hard enough for her to know he held her fate in his grip. “I wanted the world to see how beautiful you are and how lucky I am to be fucking you.” He fucked her hard and fast. She was so turned on, she came hard, soaking his cock and balls.

“That’s my good Princess, cumming all over me. You have no idea how hot you look right now, I can see your reflection in the window. Your mouth is open, eyes half closed, just a whimpering mess for your Daddy. And what would happen if someone happened to see you like this?”

She turned her head toward him so she could see his face and she was blushing. She turned back to look out the window at the sparkling winter landscape. In the distance, there were pine trees and a walking trail, where she thought she could see two hikers. Could they see her being fucked like a slutty Princess?

He kept fucking her hard. She might be blushing, but she wanted this so bad. His cock always felt so good in her pussy. He grabbed at her heavy breasts again and pinched her nipples. She mewled.

“You are my brave Princess. I am so proud of you.” He kissed her neck. “You are so beautiful, Princess.” He started to rub her clit. He wanted her to cum hard again.

She whimpered, “I need to come Daddy, please…may I come?”

“You are in charge, you don’t need to ask, just come” She exploded all over his cock again. Her body shaking, she was screaming in pleasure. “That’s my beautiful and brave Princess. Now, Princess, may your Daddy come, too? Inside your sweet pussy?”

“Yes, Daddy, come for Princess. Fill me with your cum. I want your cum, Daddy!”

He clutched her tightly against him, burying his cock in her and emptying himself into her as he came. After seemingly endless spasms on both their parts, they were both satisfied and a little exhausted. He withdrew from her pussy, picked her up, and carried her to the bathroom, setting her back on the floor.

“What are we doing, now?” she asked.

“We are going to do the same thing we do after every playtime. Take a bath together. I want to wash you.”

“Can we have a bubble bath? The lavender kind? That is my favorite.”

“Anything for my Princess.” He drew the bath water and put the bubbling bath oil beads in. She held him, he picked her up, placed her into the bathwater and slowly sank in behind her. This was his favorite place to be. Taking care of his Princess.