The razor sharp blade cut through the panties as if they were nothing. Then Daddy pulled them away from me.
Next I heard Daddy's knife fall to the floor. Then at last Daddy's tongue returned. Only now it was on one of my legs, slowly moving up.
Then at last, his tongue reached my pussy!
Oh, God, the excitement I felt at that moment. I'd dreamed of having him lick my pussy.
Now it was about to happen!
But Daddy stopped. He didn't move. Don't ask me how, but I could feel his eyes on my pussy.
"You're a virgin." Daddy said. "I should have known. That explains a lot."
Then Daddy leaned back in. His tongue delicately danced around my pussy. The obvious experience with which he acted delighted me.
But even as I began to trust him totally, I suddenly felt his teeth on me. His teeth raked downward over my clit!
It frightened, exhilarated, and titillated me all at the same time!
Daddy next lapped upward with his tongue. Down with the teeth again, then upward with the tongue. He created a pattern and set a pace.
What was he doing?
I had no idea. I only knew it was driving me crazy. Pleasure points I didn't even know I had fired off, as my tension mounted!
Both his hands then spread my legs apart a little more. His tongue then lapped across my slit. He followed this up by stabbing his tongue in and swirling.
I was reaching a point of no return. Then delicately, with surprising gentleness, Daddy stopped.
"Daddy?" I said.
I dared to look out. Daddy was standing over me. He was undressing. He'd barely lost any of his clothes during the poker game.
His shirt came off first. He hadn't even been wearing a T-shirt.
He had a lovely mat of hair across his chest of solid muscle. He had a six-pack for a stomach.
And there were scars!
I sat up on the dining room table. When Daddy lowered his pants and boxers, his cock leaped out.
It had already been somewhat hard. But now free of restraint, it reached its full size and hardness.
The size of his cock was breathtaking!
I immediately thought about that massive cock slamming into my tiny pussy. Oh, how it would stretch me. Could I even handle it?
And this incredible urge came over me to touch it. Before Daddy had even finished kicking his pants aside, I was off the table. I was on my knees in front of him.
"Easy there, Tiger, what did you have in mind?" Daddy said.
I didn't tell him. I showed him. I grabbed his cock with my hands. I smoothed them all around it. Oh, to feel all that thickness between my fingers!
"What a beautiful cock." I said.
"Suck it," Daddy said.
And I did. I stretched my mouth wide. I was nervous, even scared. It was like jumping off the diving board for the first time.