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Krysten's Corruption Chapter 2

Copyright of The Lady Adrianna 2011

Krysten once again stared at her father as she was kissed. Unsure of how he expected her to respond, or really act, she lay a passive partner, parting her lips for his rough tongue to explore her mouth again. He purred a little, vibrating against her lips in a ticklish, pleasurable sensation as she closed her eyes a little. She felt herself tilting her head slightly to fit her mouth better to his, her tongue lightly lifting to taste his. The purring growing louder in return for her actions and she kissed back even more, encouraged. Though she couldn't help but wonder if he'd ever explain what was going on with her. Or what had just happened between them. But, she didn't dare pull away to ask, afraid she'd get punished again. Finally though, he pulled back and looked her over, seeing the confusion in her green eyes and understanding the source.

Taking her hand, he guided it once more between her legs, pushing a finger against her still messy sex, right against her clit. Her hips arched and a low cry fell from her, cheeks filling with a blush. "That is your vagina, or pussy or cunt. And that little bump beneath your finger is your clitoris, or clit. Rub it for me Krysten and see what happens," he instructed, stepping back to watch her with those gray eyes. Hesitantly, unsure of the order since normally all self touches were forbidden, she rubbed. Her eyes widened and legs splayed unconsciously as the pleasure started to rise again inside her. Far stronger then it had been when she played with her breasts before. Her finger moved and tried different angles, different pressures, until finally finding one that felt the best. But, before she could get too far with it, her hand was tugged away again. Whimpering, her eyes closed and hips danced in a demand for more.

"Good girl. Your body is very responsive," Dante noted; his length already mostly hard again from the sight of her busy hand. Desperate for her touch now, he guided her slick hand to his length, still sticky with their juices. "This is a penis, or cock. When a man finds a woman beautiful, it grows hard and he wants her to touch it, or kiss it. Sometimes, put it inside her, like I did earlier," he explained, careful to avoid the fact that fathers didn't usually do that with their daughters. She nodded a little, fingers exploring the long length that had caused her such pain. She seemed to be entranced by it, the smell, the feel, the look.

"D...does it always hurt daddy?" she asked finally, looking away from his thick feline girth to meet his gaze with her timid one. Watching as he blanched and shook his head. He actually looked ashamed of himself, something she'd never seen from her strong, in control father. Then, his head shook slightly and he pulled away from her paw.

"No sweetheart. It doesn't. I didn't take care that it was your first time. I didn't make it special for you, and I'm sorry," he murmured, moving down to take her into his arms, pressing a kiss to her forehead. She moved to snuggle trustingly into his arms, like she used to do when she was a small child. Never mind the fact that she was completely nude, leaking his cum and his erection was pressed tightly to her rear. Finally though, he pulled her back and laid her on her bed, smiling down at her. "I'm going to make sure it feels better this time" he promises before he knelt between her legs, his hand sliding up one thigh to cup her sore battered sex. Knowing he should give her a break, but unable to pull away just yet

His fingers found her clit, teasing it with a practiced touch, long unused but quickly remembered. She gave another of those sweet husky cries and pushed up against his touch. It felt so much better when he did it then when she herself did. Her eyes closed and head pushed back into the mattress, hands moving restlessly over the bed before she stretched them up above her and curled her fingers around the underside of her headboard. Just riding the waves of pleasure he brought to her, the pain fading to a now distant memory.

Then his hand moved, two fingers slowly pushing inside her. She braced for the pain that had happened last time, but other then a slight discomfort, her walls stretched easily, giving her a pleasantly full feeling. Though not near as full as she had felt before. She compared the difference with a part of her mind not wrapped in sensation, marveling at this world she had never known existed. But, as Dante's fingers slowly thrust, her rational mind slowly faded into the background. Small creamy hands curled tighter around the headboard and her hips arched and moved to meet his touch as she couldn't stem the moans and whimpers that fell from her parted mouth. There was that build up again. And this time, her father didn't seem to want to pull away before she could see what it led to.

Arching her back up, one small hand slid to a breast, cupping it herself and making her father groan softly at the sight. He had his free hand around himself, stroking in time with the fingers curling and thrusting inside her. Feeling her walls fluttering, tightening convulsively and knew she was close. He wanted to watch her have her first climax, knowing it was his hand, his touch that brought it. So he didn't stop, pushing his fingers deeper and hitting that rough upper wall expertly. That was all it took as with a loud breathless scream of pure pleasure, his little girl exploded into ecstasy. Her already tight little sex clenched around his fingers, hurting them with the grip, and her body convulsed in time with her rhythmically spasming walls.

He waited until she started to come down from that peak before he pulled his fingers from her. Dropping to his knees by the side of the bed, his hands tugging her down until her hips were perched on the edge of the bed. Looping his arms around her legs, he pushed them over his shoulders then licked his way down a thigh, tasting the heat spiced juices that poured from her. Dimly aware of her dazed confused murmurings above his head, of her hands pushing at his head as he grew closer to her pouting swollen sex. It flowered open for him as he spread her legs wider, his gray eyes devouring the sight of the pink weeping passage he had so recently invaded. He could still see a bit of his cum leaking from her, but that didn't stop his rough tongue from sliding along her outer folds, from base to clit then pushing inside her. His flavor was only a salty additive to her overwhelming spicy sweetness. Feeling a sensation like he was drunk, he thrust his tongue inside her then moved out to circle her clit with the tip. Satisfied when she stopped pushing and instead grabbed him closer reflexively and her little mewls of pleasure resumed once more above his head. Her juice flowed generously, soon matting his black fur with them, soaking the bed beneath him. He attempted to lick up all he could, but it was a fruitless effort he so enjoyed.

She started to climb again, once more reaching for that sublime pleasure that had just overwhelmed her body mere moments before. Shame filling her at the knowledge her father was licking her so privately. That's where she used the bathroom from! Why was he licking her there? It felt good, so good, but so embarrassing too. Her hips alternated between thrusting up towards his mouth and pulling and trying to twist away. Wanting the pleasure, needing it as the burning heat returned once more. Before long, she found herself crying out to him, begging him for the pain again, to feel him easing that need once more. "Please Daddy, punish me, hurt me. It burns so bad..I need it so much," she mewled, tugging at his tousled hair as she sank once more into pure need and lust. A chuckle vibrating against her as her Daddy's tongue slid inside her one last time then pulled back and moved over her. Cupping her hips, he nuzzled her gently and purred.

"You beg so sweetly baby girl. But it won't hurt this time, I promise," he assured, his thick length nudging against her entrance once again. And despite his word and her utter trust in him, she still tensed, whimpering low in her throat. He paused when she did, kissing her forehead and cheek, down to her lips before kissing her deeply. She responded even more then last time, quickly forgetting her worry as she enjoyed the sweet pleasure of the kiss. When she was fully relaxed beneath him once more, he started to push inside her, spreading her open around him once again. He savored the way the tight silky grip of her walls gave way for him, then molding to fit him perfectly, like no other ever had. And as he broke the kiss to stare down at her lovely face, her eyes opened in bewildered surprise as the pain she had expected never came, instead replaced by pleasure that surpassed what even his fingers and tongue had given her.

Her muzzle parted and a low soft cry fell from her parted lips as she lifted her hips up to meet his, walls clenching to bring him deeper inside her, toward the source of her heat. He grinned a bit and pulled his hips back, making her shake her head in denial. But a slow thrust back inside her had her crying out again and legs curling around him tentatively, trying to keep him inside her. "D... don't do that again Daddy," she pleaded, earning another chuckle from him as he easily pulled back and almost out of her. Her legs' loose grip didn't offer much resistance for him, his strength far superior than hers. This time, he didn't linger after sliding back into her, starting a slow steady pace that had her panting and writhing beneath him. Her body clumsily trying to meet his to increase her pleasure as she was driven into her second orgasm. With a scream of bliss, hurting his ears, she fractured once more, this time milking his length for the cum that would ease her need once more. Her walls clenched tightly, rippling pleasurably around him and he grunted softly. His hips now thrusting with animal ferocity, slamming hard against hers as his hands cupped her hips and lifted her up to allow him to push even deeper. This kept her cumming longer than she had before, making her wonder if it would ever stop, and if it didn't, would she really complain?

He watched her cum as he drove hard and fast into her. Her back was arched, breasts thrust up to the sky and nipples hard. Eyes closed tightly and the long length of her hair pooled on the white cotton sheets beneath her, contrasting beautifully. She was divine and truly gorgeous and he couldn't stop himself from filling her small body once more with his cum, pulsing with each wave of seed that splashed into her womb, sending her into another climax before the first even ended. Her walls tightening even more, drawing every drop from him and deep into her body. Finally, neither had anything left to give and they both collapsed onto the bed, panting raggedly in exhaustion. His dark body blanketing her smaller creamy body before he rolled to the side and tugged her into his arms, already falling off to sleep. "Good girl," he praised before he was lost to the waking world.

Krysten laid there awake for awhile longer, despite the fatigue tugging at her mind and body. She hadn't seen her daddy this happy in so long. He hadn't looked so relaxed in even longer, and the fact that she had caused that caused her no little pleasure and satisfaction. She wanted him happy and smiling again. And if it caused her the same pleasure it had tonight, it was definitely something she was willing to do. She'd even take the pain to make him happy again. But she didn't think her daddy liked hurting her. Despite all his strictness and rules; she knew he only did it because he loved her and wanted the best for her. She wanted him to know she loved him too. Every way she could let him know that simple fact. Whatever this was, it seemed to help, and she was so happy to be able to share this with him. Her special daddy...