THE DOCTORS VISIT
I sat in the waiting room with my daddy and it sucked that we could not hold hands. I was under age and daddy said that when in public we needed to keep our distance from each other. I knew that if he got caught, it would be bad, but that did not stop me from wanting to reach out and touch him.
“Moira,” a woman called my name as she opened the door leading back to all of the rooms. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves, but it did not work. I was still nervous.
Daddy and I stood up and followed the lady into the back. We stopped by the scale to get my weight. I weighed 122.7. I smiled, I was decently happy with that weight, though I knew that I was only going to gain weight on this journey, and I was okay with that.
“Right back here in this room,” the lady pointed, leading to a dimly lit room. There was two chairs and a bed and a machine. It looked like the machine in movies that they used to look at the baby. I smiled up at daddy knowing that I was going to get to see our baby, that we were going to get to see our baby.
The lady took all of my vitals and asked me a few questions and then left us to be alone. She said the doctor was still with another patient, so it would be about ten minutes, but he would be in with us shortly. We nodded our heads at her and she left the room.
“I am sort of nervous,” I said walking over to daddy who was sitting in the chair and sitting on his lap for a moment. I rest my head on his shoulder and he wrapped his arms around me.
“There is nothing to be nervous about,” he said as he ran his fingers through my hair and kissed my forehead, “We are going to get to see our baby and life is going to be great.”
I smiled up at daddy and he kissed my lips, holding onto them with his for what seemed like forever, before he began to let go of me.
“You should sit up on the bed baby,” he said with a worried look on his face, “just in case the doctor comes in okay?”
Just as I was climbing up onto the bed, the door pushed open. My eyes jumped up and a middle aged women walked through the door. She did not look like the happiest person in the world.
“So,” she said looking down at the chart and then back up at me and then over to my father, “looks like a baby is on the way huh?”
“That was kind of scary,” I said to daddy as we got back in the car. The doctors visit had gone just fine, but I was very nervous about it. Dr. Merian was nice, but she seemed to keep treating me like I was a baby having a baby. I hated that she did not talk to me like I was an adult. She kept asking my dad questions and when I was okay with that because he was the baby’s father, I would have liked to have been able to answer my own questions. “I wish though she would have let me answer for myself every now and again.”
“Don’t worry love,” He said giving me a smile as we pulled out onto the road and headed home. “She just see’s so many young ladies every day that end up pregnant with no clue what to do. She doesn’t know that you have a family and this is not just some mistake like the rest of them seem to be.”
I looked daddy’s face over. I was not sure what to think about what he said. So I decided to just let it go. I was having a baby and I did not care what the doctor felt about it. All I knew was that I was happy and I was going to be a mother.
“I am kind of hungry,” I said changing the subject, “can we stop and get some breakfast or something like that?”
“Sure thing,” My daddy said with a smile. He turned into the closest breakfast joint, it was called Carl’s. It was one of those privately owned breakfast places, not a chain like some of them. They tended to have the best kind of food in my opinion.
“How is this,” he asked pointing to the place. I smiled and nodded and he parked the car. Getting out of the car we walked side by side into the place.
The place was packed full and kind of dark. It looked like a bar more then a place to eat, but there was no bar in it. I thought it was very cool and I was sure the food would be great. There was a sign that said seat yourself.
Daddy and I walked to the back where there was a small booth. We ended up passing a bathroom and I began to to go in. They were single bathrooms, not specific for gender which was pretty awesome as well.
Before I could fully enter the bathroom, daddy pushed a little and we both ended up in the small area. He closed the door behind him and locked it. I turned and looked up at him with a curious face and he answered me with a kiss.
“I did not mean to just pull you in here,” He said pulling away from me, “I just have not got to kiss you in hours and it was driving me crazy.”
I smiled up and him and grabbed his shirt pulling him down into a kiss. I pressed my lips tightly against him and my whole body melted. I still had not gotten past the feeling I got when my dad was around. He made me feel so small and weak yet so big and powerful. He made me feel perfect, even though I was far from it.
We kissed for a while. He pressed my back against the door and ran his fingers through my hair. We broke away occasionally to tell each other how much we loved each other. I felt like someone in a movie, where they were so in love with someone that they couldn’t keep their hands off of them. Even though the relationship was not just sex, we just couldn’t help ourselves half the time.
After a while longer of kissing, my hands began to wonder. I ran them down his sides and lightly rubbed the lower part of his back. He pushed up against me a little harder. A few days ago, I would have been afraid that this kind of pressure would hurt the baby, but I did some reading, and daddy assured me he would never do anything as to hurt the baby, and I believed him.
My hands made their way from his back to his stomach, right above his jeans. I smiled into his kiss and he smiled back, knowing what was about to come. He moved his body back a little bit to give me some room and smiled.
Moving my hands down, I began to unbutton daddy’s pants. He let out a slight sigh, letting me know that he really wanted this. I could not let daddy not get what he wanted now, could I? So after unbuttoning his pants, I slowly pulled down the zipper.
Daddy leaned forward and kissed me again as I hooked my fingers inside his pants and boxers and pulled them both down to his knees. I looked down at his half erect cock and smiled. I then pulled up my skirt and worked to slip my panties off. He watched intently the whole time, his eyes landing on my perfectly shaven pussy.
Reaching forward I grabbed his cock and felt it begin to get harder in my hand. It was warm and soft beneath my fingers and it made me want it even more.
“Fuck me right now daddy,” I said in a stern voice. He made a slight moaning noise and grabbed me by my hips. He loved when I was the one in control, he said it was hot when woman took power into their own hands. I did not do it often, but I knew what I wanted and I was going to get it.
“Whatever you say babygirl,” He growled as he lifted my ass up to the sink and set me down. I let out a slight whimper when the coldness touched my ass but quickly forgot about it when he ran the tip of his cock over my clit.
“Mmm” I moaned, wanting him to shove his hard cock deep inside of me. We had not fucked since the night before and it felt like to long. I needed to feel him inside of me. “Yes daddy, give your baby girl what she needs.”
Without giving it another thought, Daddy rammed his cock deep inside of me. I let out a scream of pure bliss as his cock fully entered me. He quickly began to fuck me, pushing his cock all the way in and then pulling it almost all the way out.
“Yes daddy,” I screamed, wrapping my legs around him. “Fuck me hard daddy.”
He rammed his cock as hard as he could into me, the pleasure was overwhelming. I could feel his cock pulsating and his balls slapping against my ass.
“I’m gonna cum babygirl,” My daddy moaned in my ear as he continued to thrust in and out of me. I wrapped my legs tighter around him, holding him against me the best that I could. “Yes baby, I’m cumming.”
He buckled over on top of me and I felt him shoot his hot cum deep inside of me. As soon as it hit the inside of my pussy, I was sent into my own orgasm.
“Fuck daddy,” I moaned as I came hard around his cock, my pussy squeezing out every last drop of cum that I could.
We held each other for a few minutes before daddy pulled out of me. I moaned when our bodies disconnected. I pulled him back to me and kissed him hard, our tongues dancing together.
“That was,” I began to speak, completely out of breath. “Amazing.” I finished. I had never had an orgasm so quickly with daddy. He knew every single spot to hit to get me to my orgasm. It was like we were one person and we knew just what the other needed.
“I love you Moira.” He smiled down at me. Helping me off the sink. “I love you more then you could ever know.”
“I love you too daddy,” I smiled at him. Our eyes locking with one another. I could feel the love he had for me by the way he looked at me.
“Will,” my daddy said in a shaky voice. “I want you to call me Will.”
I had not expected that. Daddy wanted me to call him by his first name. It felt a little strange but I felt like it meant something. I was not longer just his little girl, I was his girl. I couldn’t go around in public calling him daddy for the rest of my life or people would get suspicious. He was now Will.
“I love you too Will,” I said with a huge smile on my face. I felt like a whole new person getting ready to start this whole new amazing life with this amazing man. I could not be happier.
We put ourselves back together and got ready to go back out to eat. Before we exited the bathroom, Daddy pushed me against the door one more time and kissed me softly.
“Moira,” he said softly.
“Yes Will,” I asked with a smile.
“Will you be my wife?” he asked, making my heart skip a beat.
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