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This blog is by adults, for adults, and about consensual fantasies between adults.

She had become so frustrated with how little attention Daddy had been giving her! She couldn't understand what was wrong. Daddy used to tuck her into bed almost every night. When he did, he'd feel her all over, his big hands caressing her tits and thighs. Even on nights he wasn't there at her bed time, she'd sometimes wake up during the night to find him grabbing her ass and spreading her hairless cunt. She loved it. It made her feel so special. Not every little girl got special touches from her Daddy. 

She especially loved it when Daddy would get bold in the night and spread her open so he could lick her. God, it was incredible. Her Daddy's hands would grasp her ass, spreading her bubbling cheeks apart, as he sank his tongue in her puckered little asshole. She'd bite the pillow in ecstasy as she pretended to be half-asleep, but when he dragged his tongue down to her juicy snatch, she'd push her hips back so he could really punch his tongue up her. She wiggled and whispered "Lick me, Daddy, lick your princess!" Feeling Daddy's beard as he feasted on her was the best thing in the world. 

But now it was like all he did was work and spend time with his ​girlfriend. ​​​​"I'm so much prettier than her," she pouted to herself. To be sure, Daddy's new girlfriend was young and pretty (she even found her pussy getting wet sometimes looking at her), but so was she! Her tits and ass had only gotten more luscious, and unlike Daddy's ​girlfriend, ​​​​who wore plaid skirts sometimes in the house as a costume to flirt with Daddy, she actually was a schoolgirl! Why wouldn't Daddy take what was right in front of him like he used to? 

So she got bolder. She started hemming her skirts higher and tailoring them to show off her round ass, all plump and strong from dance and skating. She felt her Daddy's eyes on her as she walked away. She'd look over her shoulder and say "Have a good day, Daddy," and blow him a kiss as she swayed her delectable body out the door. When she bent over to pick up something she had "dropped," she hoped Daddy could see the thongs she wore to expose her body to him better. 

But still nothing! He hadn't molested her in forever, it felt like, and she was getting desperate. That's when she had the idea to post herself online. She'd wear her cutest skirt and show off her body. She even got a dildo to plunge up her horny asshole. 

The comments on the videos were so hot. "Love how young and sexy u are," one said. Another: "sexy rapebait slut." And another: "if u were my daughter I'd rape u everyday." She loved it.

She exposed herself more and talked nasty on the videos. "Stroke your cocks for me while I rape my schoolgirl asshole. It's so good. I wish my real Daddy would rape me. I want to be his molested fuckdoll. See how my schoolgirl asshole takes it? I'd gush on his balls no matter how hard he fucked me." All she wanted was for her Daddy to come across the videos and confront her. She was practically on the front page of pornhub, and she knew Daddy and his girlfriend looked at it sometimes (she'd caught them fucking in front of pornhub videos in the living room before when they thought she was upstairs asleep—it made her jealous and angry, but she rubbed her cunt to the sight of Daddy's cock destroying his girlfriend's pussy). 

What she didn't know was Daddy didn't need to find her on the internet. Because Daddy had already set up his own cameras in her bedroom when she wasn't home... 

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