Daddy's Naughty Princess - S01 E02

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Daddy's Naughty Princess - S01 E02

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Chapter 2

Mark closed the door behind him and did not look back, well if he did look back then he was not really sure that he would be able to unsee what he had already seen. The baby that Rhonda had placed in his lap when he had first come to the house to meet had really grown up. He had been noticing this quite a few days but Mark had never considered anything else about her except her daughter.

When he had first met Rhonda, he had found a beautiful strong woman who was raising her daughter alone and that strength of her soul was the first thing that had attracted him to her in the first place. Then after a few dates Rhonda agreed to take him home to meet her daughter who was staying at the neighbour's with their kids and playing with them.

The first he had seen her blonde hair and cerulean blue eyes with a guileless smile on her innocent baby face seeing her mother at the door and his heart had absolutely melted. He had felt a connection with the baby and he did not want to ruin it at all. After almost a year he had asked Rhonda to marry him and she had only one condition for that. That he would never ask her for any more children for she always wanted to put her Vignette first and Mark had accepted that. After all, he had never been the fatherly type but as the years passed and he found Vinni growing up he had felt this different kind of pang and he had understood that it was the one he had to grow used to but the sight of Vignette sitting on her bed in her night clothes which consisted of a tank top and who knew if she even wore a bottom or not. Her n*****s were visible under what she was wearing and she was behaving like she always did but strangely it had a weird effect on him.

He was hard and as hard he had never been in the last few years. sx with Rhonda had been awesome till it had lasted for a decade but then It had become a routine and both had slightly lost their interest in any kind of s***/ relationship. Mark had never paid that much

heed to it since he was getting his s*x and he could take care of himself some times but today after seeing Vignette he wanted to rip off every single thing from her body and then he wanted to take her on her bed until she screamed and cried and begged for release.

My goodnesss....what the f**k was he thinking???

It was his own daughter he was fantasizing about

Not daughter, your own step-daughter.

There is a big difference, she is not your own flesh and blood and she is just a young teenager who is making you horny with her exposed skin and flesh. She is beautiful and gorgeous, the younger version of her mother and that made a huge difference. With that thought blood surged in his organ and his hard c**k pulsed and throbbed painfully in his own grip. He just hoped that his wife did not wake beside him who was sleeping deeply and snoring softly.

There was not much difference in the ages of Rhonda and Mark but Rhonda had grown older faster than him. She worked hard to get away from the situation that she was in when she had Vignette and the church had helped her get back her life on feet. And for that she would be eternally grateful but Mark was feeling increasingly isolated and left out as Ricky spent her time at the bakery and to the process of expanding her business and the rest of the time to Church and to the upliftment of the community.

Mark groaned at the thought of Vignette looking at his ck with her soft and beautiful blue eyes, hunger painted on her face with her eyes glazed up a bit at the s**l frenzy that they were having. He would press those babies and she would further press up her soft lithe body towards him and he would clutch her ass with his other hand while pulling her blonde hair in his fist and then wrapping it in a pony tail and pushing her head down to his throbbing d**k which she would tentatively take in her mouth and lick the tip.

"f**k baby girl," softly muttered Mark as his hands started moving up and down his shaft even more furiously.

The thought of f***g her throat with raw abandon and making her his own and marking his daughter to be hers was more than enough to erupt out high and furiously. It was....holy st...Mark looked down upon his hand and on his boxers and found that he had cm like a sleeping volcano and made a mess almost everywhere. Some of the spurts had even landed on the carpet and his hand was covered with a sheen of cm. He opened the night stand and pulled out a fresh set of tissues to wipe his hand and other things with.

After fifteen minutes of thorough cleaning up and then dropping the tissues in the waste paper basket Mark sighed. This was really getting out of hand fast. What on earth was he getting out of hand fast. What on earth was he thinking jerking off to the thoughts of his step- daughter in the middle of the night and then cumming that hard. Mark could very well understand that this was not something which could undermined that easily or swept under the rug.

It was close to almost three in the morning and Mark opened the bedroom door to check Vignette was still awake or not. He might be thinking about her naked and seeing her pretty little body writhing underneath him but he definitely did not forget the duties of being her father. There was no light coming out from under her bedroom door, so it was pretty safe to open her door and check on her. Mark, for the first time in his entire married life felt like a pervert for going in her bedroom unannounced and checking upon her. Although he had done this countless times in all these years yet something was different about it today.

He found her sleeping on her side with the laptop kept beside her on the bed. He smiled and softly picked up the laptop and placed it on the table so that it did not fall down by chance. He looked carefully at the Sleeping beauty. She smiled innocently in her sleep, her hand in her hair and she was moaning softly. It was like as if it was dreaming something.

"Yes Daddy, like that," she whimpered softly and Mark stood there fixed to the floor, at that spot.

His daughter was dreaming about him and he was seeing it. There was no movement inside the covers but he could not take the risk of removing the covers from her body so that he could see her bare skin. But he did know something that there were chances of making his fantasy a reality and he was not going to get any problems or face any resistance regarding that.

Just the planning now needed to be perfect so that he could make this sweet little baby girl his forever.

And not just her body, he wanted her everything to be his. And he knew that he needed to be patient in order to do that.

Mark was certainly not one lacking in that.