Chapter 1838 - Rapunzel - 1

She hated lying to Mother Gothel. Really she did. But as the older woman once again departs on what Rapunzel knows amounts to a wild goose chase… she's convinced it was necessary. She was ready! Even if Mother didn't think so, Rapunzel KNEW she was ready to see the outside world. The unconscious person in her wardrobe was proof of that.

However, Rapunzel hadn't even gotten as far as REVEALING the intruder in her Tower before Mother Gothel had shut down even the slightest suggestion of going and seeing the lights. In the end, she'd sent Mother off without letting her know what had happened at all. Was that wrong of her? Perhaps… but at the same time, once again, it was necessary.

The paints she'd sent Mother Gothel off to get were far away. Rapunzel knew that much. It would probably take at least three days for her Mother to go retrieve them and then come back. In which time, Rapunzel could go on an adventure of her own and return without Mother Gothel being any the wiser. It was the perfect plan, she figured.

And to think, she had the perfect guide! Turning towards her wardrobe, a quirk of the lips comes to Rapunzel's cute face as she plants her hands on her hips and stomps over. Her long trail of hair follows after her, even as she throws open the wardrobe doors, trusty pan in hand, ready to knock the intruder unconscious again if he's awakened at any point.

But no, he's still out cold. That's perfect, she'll just… tie him up to the chair and… and make him make a deal with her and… wow…

She'd noticed it before. How could she not? He was a man. Rapunzel knew what men were, to be clear. Don't get her wrong, she was aware that there were boys and girls. Her books had explained that… sort of. But she'd never SEEN a man before. All Rapunzel's life, it had been just her and her mother. Together, the two of them had lived in this tower as Rapunzel's hair got longer and longer, with her mother being the only one to ever leave.

Mother Gothel said this was because the outside world was a horrifying and scary place, and that everyone would want her hair. Rapunzel had no reason to disbelieve this… hell, this intruder proved it, didn't he? He had snuck into her tower with a crown of all things. What were his intentions? What was his purpose here?

More than that… why did just looking at him make her feel oddly tingly? Rapunzel shivers after a moment, trying to shake herself out of it. Honestly, she needed to get her head in the game here. Yes he was a guy. Yes, he was… very different and making her feel weird things. But that didn't change what she wanted… right?! She wanted… she wanted to go see the lights! That was ALL!

With no small amount of effort, Rapunzel drags the unconscious man out of the wardrobe and into a nearby chair. She doesn't have rope, but that's alright. She doesn't NEED rope, not when her hair is so long and thick and voluminous. Rapunzel has always been a clever, resourceful girl. And so she makes sure to restrain the intruder with her hair, before thinking on how best to wake him.

"Pascal… wake him up!"

Her pet chameleon balks for a moment, before seeing how serious she is. Hopping up onto the handsome man- onto the INTRUDER's shoulder, Pascal whaps him with his tail a few times. When that doesn't work, the chameleon rears back… and sticks his tongue right into the intruder's ear. THAT does the trick.

"W-Whoa?! What?! Huh?!"

Belatedly, Rapunzel realizes she should have… hidden or something. She's still standing right in front of him, holding her trusty pan but nothing else as she faces off. He's tied up, to be fair… but still…

Blinking rapidly, the man looks at her… and Rapunzel feels a light heat rise to her cheeks as he truly looks at her. She's not sure why… she doesn't have any prior experience with this sort of thing to understand what's happening. All she knows is that HIM looking at HER leaves her tingling in the same way her looking at him does.

Slowly, he takes in the sight of her, before belatedly noting how he's tied up… in her hair. He gawks for a moment, before giving her a broad smile.

"Well… hello there."

Rapunzel begins to sputter… only to harden herself. She has to stay strong here! She knows what she wants, d-damn it! More importantly though, she needs to figure out what HE wants."

"Why did you come here?! Why did you invade my tower?! Is it my hair you're after?! Who are you?!"

Blinking rapidly at the fast-paced questioning, the handsome man opens his mouth for a moment before closing it. Then, finally, he speaks.

"Uh… listen, blondie."

"Rapunzel."

She corrects him unconsciously, only for him to give her a confused little grin.

"Sweetie? "

Flushing, Rapunzel isn't quite sure WHY it's so important to her that he know her name and address her by it, but she can't help herself. Shaking her head, she points her pan at him.

"No. My name is Rapunzel. U-Use it."

She manages to stay strong right until the end, where a slight stammer makes its way into her voice. For a moment, she fears he notices it… but if he does, he doesn't say anything. Instead, he just smiles some more at her. It's a nice smile, Rapunzel is forced to admit.

"A pleasure, Lady Rapunzel. I am... Just call me Daddy. As for the rest of your questions… I can assure you; I want nothing at all to do with your hair. I climbed the tower in order to hide, after… ah…"

Suddenly panicked, daddy looks around. Rapunzel is confused for a moment, before remembering what he had with him when he first arrived. She knows exactly what he's hunting for.

"I had a satchel with me when I came here! Please, dear Lady Rapunzel… could you tell me where it is?"

For a long moment, Rapunzel is almost swooned by his use of her name and his overall charm. But she's ready a lot of books. To her surprise, she's beginning to recognize his game. He's playing it all up, isn't he? He's not really the gentleman he presents himself as. But then, that's fair right? She doesn't want a gentleman. A gentleman wouldn't be willing to take her out of the tower against her mother's wishes…

"It's safe, daddy?..For now."

Daddy's eyes roam over her room, and for a moment his gaze lingers on the pot where she'd unthinkingly stashed his satchel and the crown back when her mother arrived home so unexpectedly. For a second, Rapunzel thinks he's caught on… but he doesn't say a word, looking at her with a curious expression on his face and a raised brow.

"I see. Is this an extortion attempt, Lady Rapunzel. You seem like a nice girl. Don't you think this is beneath you?"

The heat in Rapunzel's cheeks rises further. Damn him. Damn him and his nice words and compliments. She IS a nice girl, thank you very much! But she also wants what she wants! And what she wants is… well… t-to go see the lights, right?

… Except, isn't this the opportunity of a lifetime? Rapunzel has never seen a man before. Never interacted with one either, of course. Shouldn't she take this opportunity to… explore things? Rapunzel bites her lower lip in thought for a moment before realizing daddy is watching her and waiting for an answer. Scoffing, Rapunzel tilts up her cute button nose at him.

"Many things are beneath me, Daddy. I live at the top of a very tall tower."

He chuckles at that and hearing him laugh… it warms her heart. Why does it do that? Why does she like making him laugh? Finally, Rapunzel decides she can't take it anymore. Shuffle-stepping forward, she pushes the pan under his chin.

"You are a boy."

Daddy blinks at the seeming non-sequitur, his mouth doing that thing where it opens and closes without any sound coming out again. Briefly anyways, he quickly finds his words once more.

"I prefer man…"

Rapunzel nods energetically.

"Y-Yes! And if you're a man, I'm a woman… r-right?"

Once again, Daddy is silent for a moment, his eyes roaming up and down her form. She's not sure why he's doing that… looking at all of her. But he seems to enjoy it, so she does the same, looking at all of HIM. Her eyes slide up and down his form, from his handsome face to his broader shoulders and strangely flat torso, all the way down to his legs and… wait, what was that?

Tied to the chair, his legs bound to the chair legs by her blonde locks, Daddy's thighs are spread. In between them… is a weird bump that Rapunzel doesn't quite understand.

"Yes… yes, I suppose you are a woman, Lady Rapunzel. I'm not sure what that has to do with my satchel however…"

Slowly, Rapunzel lowers her pan down to the bulge in daddy's crotch, and experimentally presses against it. This draws a yelp from her prisoner.

"W-Whoa! Hey, no! Keep the pan away from there, please and thank you!"

Daddy's reaction is such that Rapunzel jumps back, worried she's hurt him in some way. He calms down once she's no longer so close to him, but Rapunzel's curiosity has been roused. She's not even thinking about the lights anymore. Rather, all she can think about is Daddy… the first man she's ever met.

"… How does it work?"

Squirming in his bindings, Daddy looks at her curiously.

"Excuse me?"

Flushing some more, but holding her ground with raw determination, Rapunzel pins Daddy with her expressive green eyes.

"Men and women fall in love and start families, right? How does that work."

Her books were never quite clear on that part. They were full of tales of romance, but it never got into the details. Kissing was a key component, Rapunzel figured… but what happened after the kissing?

"Are you… are you asking me how babies are made, Rapunzel?"

Rapunzel scowls at that and brandishes her pan once more. Hers is a voracious curiosity. Always has been, in spite of her very limited freedom.

"I'm asking for you to explain ALL of it. I want to know how babies are made. I want to know how men and women fit together! I want to know what that thing in your trousers is!"

She points at the bulge in his crotch, and daddy is the one who flushes this time as he glances down at it. For a long moment, he squirms, seeming uncertain how to proceed. Finally though, after glancing at the pot again, he clears his throat.

"And if I tell you… you'll give me my satchel back?"

Rapunzel nods resolutely.

"So long as I've had things explained to my satisfaction, I will return to you your satchel, Daddy."

"Aha… not a Knight, thank you. Anyways… fuck, where to begin."

He looks to the side, seeming honestly baffled on how to start. Rapunzel, meanwhile, feels like it's quite obvious.

"The bump! Start with the bump!"

Flushing like nothing else, daddy clears his throat.

"R-Right… the bump. Well, that's the biggest difference between men and women, Rapunzel. Men have… penises."

Rapunzel's nose wrinkles cutely at that.

"Penises?"

"Yeah, otherwise known as dicks. Cocks, if you will."

Rapunzel silently mouths the word 'cock' to herself. It feels odd on her lips, but also… right? Still, she nods to show she's listening, and gestures for Daddy to continue on. He does so after a moment of gathering his thoughts.

"When men and women like each other very much, the man puts his… dick inside of the woman."

Eyes widening, Rapunzel looks down at herself, somewhat aghast.

"T-Truly?"

"… Truly. It's-!"

"I w-want to see it!"

Brashly, unafraid and unreserved as ever, Rapunzel tosses her pan to the side and moves forward. Dropping to her knees before Daddy, she reaches for his trousers, intent on pulling them away and revealing this… 'cock' so that she can witness it with her own eyes.

"Whoa, whoa, WHOA! Lady Rapunzel, there's such a thing as consent!"

Stopped in her tracks by Daddy words, Rapunzel looks up again, confused.

"Huh?"

"… You don't know what consent even is, do you?"

"O-Of course I do!"

She totally did… maybe. With enough context clues, she could figure it out! Daddy just shakes his head.

"Look, the most important thing about sex is consent. If you're going to touch anyone like that, you need to make sure they want it first."

Rapunzel's eyes flicker between daddy crotch and his handsome face. She blushes as she realizes that the tingle she's been feeling up until now… might just be her 'wanting it'. Certainly, the tingle has only grown more and more as time has gone on. Daddy is easy to talk to. Even tied up, he's very charming and very personable. More than that, he's been honest with her. Told her more than her mother had ever been willing to, that's for sure.

"… Do you consent, Daddy?"

Daddy mouth does the opening and closing thing again. Rapunzel is beginning to realize that's what he looks like when he's so taken aback he doesn't know what to say. He seems like the sort of man who's always running his mouth… not that Rapunzel has any experience with any other men to compare him to. Regardless, she feels a little thrill of pleasure at rendering him speechless not once, not twice, but three times now, even if for just a moment.

"I do not consent, Rapunzel."

At that, Rapunzel finds herself pouting mightily, kneeling there looking up at Daddy with her big green eyes.

"W-Whyever not?!"

"Because you have me tied up in your own hair, you crazy woman!"

Its Rapunzel's turn to blink as she looks down and realizes… oh yeah, she still does. To be fair, she needed to make sure she was safe. Her mother had told her countless times what people would try to do to her if she went outside. However, having spoken with Daddy for quite some time now, Rapunzel felt she had the man's measure. He was a good person.

"If I untied you, would you be willing to give me a lesson in sex, Sir daddy?"

"… Still not a Knight. But… ugh, sure. Yeah."

Beaming now, Rapunzel stands up and sets about unraveling the thick bindings of her hair that she's stretched all across daddy seated form. Excellent! Most excellent! She was soon going to learn ALL about sex and what men and women did together! Maybe she would even learn where babies came from!

-x-X-x-

"… I can't believe I'm doing this."

While Rapunzel wanted to dive in feet first and start learning everything right away, first and foremost… she still wanted to see IT. IT being daddy… c-cock. And so, after untying him and cautiously watching him stand and stretch his limbs for a moment, Rapunzel had asked that they continue on and hurried him over to the bed.

Now, here they were. HE was sat on the edge of the bed, and she was once more on her knees between his legs.

"You know, you don't have to be this close. You could stand across the room and I could undress for you."

Rapunzel scowls cutely at that.

"N-No… this is how I want to do it."

"… Alright then."

Daddy sounds resigned, but that also sounds like 'consent'! And so, Rapunzel reaches forward and carefully begins undoing the button on his trousers, pulling his pants open and tugging them down. He helps her a little bit, and before she knows it… that bump she saw, that bulge in his crotch she noticed… becomes something much, much more.

Rapunzel gapes, as a long cylinder of flesh comes out of Daddy's pants, twitching with almost a life of its own as it rises in the air a bit, while still drooping somewhat. For a long moment, she just stares, breath coming out in pants. Finally though, she speaks up.

"S-So this… this is a cock?"

On the bed in front of her, daddy squirms a little bit. Which is quite funny, because he seemed so charming before. She doesn't really know why he's uncomfortable now.

"That the word you've decided to go with? Yeah, Rapunzel. This is, ah… my cock."

Its very impressive. Obviously, Rapunzel has nothing to compare it to, but just staring at it, she can't help but be a little… she doesn't know. The feelings she's feeling, the sensations and tingles traveling up and down her body, it's all so new to her. The blonde truly isn't sure what to do next. That is, until she sees the effect her breathing is having on Daddy's cock.

Every panting breath that leaves her lips lands on his member. The results speak for themselves. He's getting bigger. His c-cock… its growing more solid by the moment. No longer is it drooping quite as much. In fact, it's twitching more, even as it grows and grows.

"I-It's getting larger…"

"Ah yes. That happens when… well, when a man is aroused by a woman."

The new, unfamiliar word finally tears Rapunzel's emerald gaze away from his cock. She looks up at daddy, blinking owlishly.

"Aroused?"

He nods again, grimacing as even her words cause more of her breath to ghost across his cock.

"You're making me feel… good, Rapunzel. As a woman, you have a lot of power over men, you know. You can do a lot of things with your body to make us feel good."

Rapunzel glances back down to his crotch, processing that for a moment.

"Like sex."

"… Y-Yeah, like sex."

Tilting her head to the side, Rapunzel frowns.

"What other things besides sex?"

Daddy opens his mouth to respond, but Rapunzel inadvertently cuts him off. She's currently feeling rather impulsive, and so, staring at his cock, hearing that there are all kinds of things she can do… she acts on one of those impulses. One of the cute young small hands comes up and slaps down upon daddy's cock, grasping it between her slender fingers experimentally right then and there.

A low groan leaves daddy's mouth, as Rapunzel marvels at the heat exuding off of his dick. Her palm already feels warm, even as she looks between him and his dick before giving it an experimental tug. That seems to be something he likes quite a bit, because he groans some more, squirming at her touch.

"Is this something that I can do for you, daddy? Something other than sex?"

"Y-Yes… yes, Rapunzel… this is called a handjob…"

A handjob. Rapunzel gazes down at his cock as she works to give him the best handjob she possibly can. She's very new to all of this, but luckily Daddy is very… exaggerated in his reactions. In fact, Rapunzel is starting to think that the cock is quite the… sensitive piece of equipment. It would certainly explain why he had reacted so strongly to the pan before. But now he was reacting in a much different way, a happier way… and Rapunzel couldn't get enough.

Knowing that she was the one making him happy, knowing that she had made him 'aroused'… it only makes Rapunzel more 'aroused' herself. She's confident now that that's what it is. The tingling she's been feeling ever since she first saw his face. The way her body has been shivering and shuddering. She might not have a cock to grow hard, but it's not like women can't get aroused, right? They must be able to… and so that must be what she's experiencing.

"Rapunzel… fuck, a-are you sure about all of this?"

Now, it should be said that Daddy is a roguish charmer by trade. He's a handsome thief that can not only talk any woman out of her panties (usually) but also get away from their angry fathers, brothers, or uncles afterwards. So, one might be wondering why a consummate ladies' man like Daddy isn't taking advantage of Rapunzel.

Call it what you will. A strange moment of empathy, perhaps. Yes, he wanted his satchel and crown back. But in the short time he'd known this poor girl in this tall tower, Daddy had come to realize just how sheltered she was. There was a difference between the normal sheltered noblewomen he seduced and the sheltered girl in front of him. He didn't know her story in full, but then he really didn't have to. Her ignorance in all things sexual, the way she acted like she'd never seen a man before him… it told him all he needed to know.

At the same time however, Rapunzel was incredibly forward and determined to get what she wanted. It was a dangerous combination, one that had Daddy off balance even now. Rather than simply extricating himself from the situation, retrieving his satchel, and fleeing, he finds himself sticking around. Rather than simply seducing and bedding Rapunzel like he normally would, he finds himself guiltily going along at her pace, not wanting to rush the completely innocent young virgin into anything she wasn't ready for.

This was all to say, there were very good reasons that Daddy was being so… reactive and not trying to take control. He truly didn't know how to handle someone of Rapunzel's ignorance and innocence, not when she also had a voracious curiosity that just wouldn't quit.

Back with Rapunzel however… that voracious curiosity that just won't quit will not allow her to take the out Daddy is trying to provide her. Eyes darting up to his face, Rapunzel smiles… and blows a bit of air purposefully onto his cock, enjoying the way it twitches and throbs in her hand as she does so.

"Do you want your satchel or not? I'm quite sure about this… I need to know. You're going to help me learn."

In that moment, Rapunzel sounds imperious, like the Princess neither of them knows she actually is. And Daddy finds himself nodding along in agreement, even as he groans from her experimental and exploratory touch.

However, the more she touches his cock with one hand… the more Rapunzel finds its not enough. Her other hand comes up and fits comfortably on Daddy's shaft as she realizes he's gotten big enough for her to grab hold of with both of her small hands. As her slender fingers glide up and down his shaft, Rapunzel blinks, for the first time noticing the fleshy sack under his cock.

Reaching down, she casually touches it.

"What's this?"

Daddy grunts.

"T-That… those are my balls. They're very sensitive, so please be careful…"

She's glad she went with a softer touch. Nodding to show she understands, Rapunzel glides her fingers over Daddy's 'balls', feeling them out just as she's feeling his cock.

"What are they for?"

"They… hah, are a part of how babies are made, Rapunzel. When a man and woman have sex… there comes a moment when the man cannot hold back any longer. He… ejaculates his seed into the woman, and if they're fortunate, his seed will take and the woman will become pregnant with child. That seed… comes from the balls."

It's everything Rapunzel wanted to know and more. She stares down at daddy's cock and balls, still stroking the former and still cupping the latter.

"… Fascinating."

There's just one minor problem. Now that she's fondling his ball sack and his cock, she's once again feeling like she's not able to cover enough ground on his shaft with just one hand. His dick, now very hard and very erect, stands too long for her slender fingers to handle in its entirety.

Rapunzel pouts at this, staring down at the problem in consternation. That's when she sees it. A bead of something pearly white, coming off of the very tip of daddy's cock. She almost asks what it is, almost asks for another explanation… but something stops her.

Staring down at his tip, at that bead of fluid, Rapunzel feels an urge. It's a strange urge, seeing how it has nothing to do with anything that they've discussed before. Perhaps that's why she doesn't ask daddy first. She's afraid of rejection. Afraid that she'll be a weirdo for this. And yet… that doesn't stop her from going for it all the same.

In the end, she can't help herself. Quickly as can be, Rapunzel darts forward. Her tongue slips out from between her lips, and swipes at the tip of Daddy's cock, capturing that pearly bead of liquid into her mouth. It's the quickest of swipes, but daddy still lets out a heartfelt grown, the man throwing his head back as Rapunzel blinks up at him.

For a moment, she's afraid that she's… hurt him in some way. But no, that's not the case. She quickly realizes that he enjoyed her tongue. But did she? The taste of that fluid is now on her tongue, spreading over her mouth like… like a spilt bucket of water across the floor. For a long moment, Rapunzel isn't sure what she's experiencing. She's not sure what to think.

But eventually, it crystallizes and she decides she liked it. She liked the taste of his seed. For that was all it could be, right? He'd just explained what happened, and 'seed' was the only thing supposed to be coming out of his cock, so that must be what it was. And even though the seed was supposed to go inside of her down… there… Rapunzel couldn't help but enjoy its taste.

Once again, she considers asking Daddy first for clarification. But he didn't call her out for her little tongue swipe. So it should be fine, right? Staring at his cock speculatively, Rapunzel doesn't hesitate much longer. Instead, the cute young woman leans in and opens wide… before taking the tip of his dick right between her lips.

"R-Rapunzel… fuck…"

He's used that word a couple times now. 'Fuck'. She's gathered that it means he's enjoying himself, and so Rapunzel keeps going, swirling her tongue around his tip and then descending down his length. She doesn't go too far, of course. Her mouth isn't capable of accommodating all of him. Luckily, she still has her hand on the lower portion of his cock.

His dick is throbbing in her grasp AND in her mouth now, and Rapunzel finds she quite likes that. She likes how the heat of his member fills her maw; her lips suctioned down around his girth. She likes how he exudes more of that pearly white fluid from the tip of his dick, allowing her to suck it down.

She doesn't think it's supposed to come in a trickle though, at least according to his earlier explanation of what seed was for. But one thing is for certain, she's having the time of her life exploring this. The tingling down between her own legs is getting stronger. She almost wants to reach down and touch herself, like scratching an itch.

But that would mean one of her hands leaving Daddy's cock and balls, and Rapunzel… Rapunzel is loath to do that. She refuses, in fact. Instead, she continues to bob up and down the first few inches of his cock, sucking and swirling. She's never done it before, but for some reason it feels oh so right. Her tongue on his dick, her lips on his dick, her hand on his dick… it all feels so, so right.

"Rapunzel… I'm not going to last much longer. Its like… its like I told you… I'm going to c- ah… ejaculate."

He's going to ejaculate. For a moment, Rapunzel has a strange fear. Pulling back off of his cock with a pop, the blonde looks up at him, worried.

"… You can't get my belly pregnant, can you?"

If he can, it's a bit too late already. She's been sucking down droplets of his seed this entire time. Luckily for her, daddy blinks and then lets out a shaky laugh before shaking his head.

"A-Ahaha… no, no it doesn't work like that…"

That's all Rapunzel needs to hear; truth be told. Before he can muster up any other words, she dives right back down his cock then and there. She stretches her lips around his member further than she has before, and she gurgles a little as she takes him perhaps a bit too deep. Daddy's eyes widen, and he groans, and one of his hands comes down atop her head for the first time.

Rapunzel jolts at the sudden touch. It's the first time he's touched her at all. Given all of her mother's warnings, one would think she would be afraid at having his large, masculine hand splayed out across the top of her skull like it is. But instead… instead it just feels good. Having his fingers through her hair, resting on her scalp as his throbbing cock pulsates with heat in her maw.

Letting out a cute little moan, Rapunzel's eyes flutter… and a moment later it comes. Daddy ejaculates, and luckily Rapunzel has already made the decision to swallow it all. Its different from the droplets coming in one big wave like this, but she drinks it all down all the same. Salty as hell… but not a bad taste. No. Not a bad taste by far.

Rapunzel swallows and swallows until there's nothing left, before finally pulling back as Daddy releases her head as though burned, just then realizing he'd grabbed her in his moment of release.

Looking up at him and then down at his cock, Rapunzel's tongue swipes out, unconsciously licking up the bit of seed that had managed to trickle out of the side of her mouth. As she swallows down the last mouthful of his ejaculation, a shiver runs through Rapunzel's body and the blonde speaks her mind.

"More…"

Daddy gapes at her, even as his cock twitches in her grasp.

"W-What was that?"

Blushing, but refusing to back down, Rapunzel looks at the first man she's ever met. A ravenous hunger has been awakened within her. A hunger that has not yet been fully satiated. And so she lets out a lustful growl, albeit one that comes across as incredibly cute and adorable when coming from her.

"I-I want more… I want to learn all about sex, daddy. And you're going to help me."

-x-X-x-

For a long moment daddy just sits there in silence after her assertive demands. Rapunzel feels a moment of panic, worried that he's going to say no. If he says no, she doesn't know what she'll do. Every fiber of her being, every inch of her body… it's all SCREAMING that she needs this. She feels like she's on fire, like she's covered in an itch, but in a strangely good way.

Or at least, Rapunzel feels like it WILL be in a good way, if she gets to scratch that itch. Staring up into daddy's eyes, she can't read his expression. She has no clue what he's thinking right now. At least, not until his lips begin to curl up into a positively roguish grin right before Rapunzel's eyes. The blonde finds herself blushing at that grin, as even daddy's facial expression is making her feel all sorts of tingling in her chest and down betwixt her thighs. She doesn't know what it means, only that it's making her face really red and hot and the tips of her ears are burning too.

"… You're actually quite a dirty girl, aren't you Rapunzel?"

Jolting back at that, Rapunzel quickly looks down at herself, worried that she's made a mess after all despite doing her level best to swallow all of daddy's ejaculation. But no, there's nothing on her dress that she can see. She quickly brings her hand up to check her face as well, but that's clean too. Finally, she furrows her brow at daddy, frowning a mighty frown that ends up looking downright adorable and altogether precocious on her young, nubile features.

"I am most certainly not! I'm very clean, Daddy!"

Far from being chastised by her admonishing tone however, daddy just laughs… and stands up. Given her position between his legs, Rapunzel can't help but yelp and fall backwards, landing on her pert little behind as she looks up at him. Suddenly, it's all too apparent how much bigger the man is than her. All too apparent how much power he could have over her… if he chose to exercise it.

Rapunzel's heart beats faster in her small chest. Has she made a mistake here? Has she allowed a brigand to lead her astray? Has she-

"Up you go."

Rather than doing anything untoward to her, Flynn reaches down… and pulls her up to her feet. Rapunzel blushes some more as he does so, having to resist the urge to place her hands on her face in mortification. She knows she's blushing. She knows she's feeling strangely. But she can own it. She can wear it proudly and keep her wits about her.

Honestly, she doesn't quite know how the tables are turning on her! She was supposed to be in charge here!

"Dirty doesn't always mean physical, Rapunzel."

And yet, Daddy is taking on a gentle lecturing tone with her as he gives her a fond, knowing smile. She finds herself taken aback by his words. What does he mean, dirty doesn't always mean physical?

"It can also be mental. You can have a clean body… but a dirty mind. That's what I meant when I called you a dirty girl."

In truth, daddy has come to the realization that the young woman in front of him is a kindred spirit and a curious soul. He's no longer feeling nearly as guilty of taking advantage of her any longer. Not when she's acting like… well, like she is. This will change their dynamic going forward, as daddy ceases being completely reactionary and starts taking on a more… proactive role in Rapunzel's education.

But she doesn't know that just yet. All she knows is Daddy is still calling her dirty! Dirty minded, if not dirty in the physical sense!

"Is s-sex truly so dirty then?!"

Daddy's grin widens, and he places his hands on her shoulders, his thumbs rubbing soothing circles into Rapunzel's body.

"It can be. If you do it right."

That causes Rapunzel's eyes to widen in disbelief. Sex done right was… d-dirty? Was dirty not a bad thing then? As if reading her mind, daddy chuckles and leans forward, his voice dropping to a whisper even though there's no one else there.

"I'll let you in on a little secret, Rapunzel. I'm a very dirty man."

Of course, it doesn't matter that no one is there. The true point of daddy's little maneuver is to get closer to Rapunzel, causing her breathing to grow faster as his words are followed by the heat of his breath across her cheek and ear. Shivering despite feeling like she's on fire, Rapunzel pants quietly as she stares into daddy's eyes.

"You want more, right? You want to learn all about sex. You want me to help you. Yes?"

As Daddy parrots her words back at her, Rapunzel wonders if she should back out now before things escalate any further. But it's a very small part of her that is suddenly too afraid to continue. By and large… she can't back out now. Her pride won't let her. Nor will her curiosity.

"Y-Yes. Yes."

She straightens her spine and lifts her head, jutting out her chin as she firms up her resolve. To Daddy, it's one of the cutest things he's ever seen. Grinning like the cat who caught the canary, the roguish man moves his hands from Rapunzel's shoulders… to the neckline of her dress. As his fingers slip in, Rapunzel blinks and looks down.

"W-What are you doing?"

His reply is succinct and leaves no room for argument.

"Teaching."

Rapunzel can only watch, standing there in front of him and her bed, as daddy draws her dress down her shoulders, first one and then the other. Inch after inch of once fair skin is revealed. Right now, it's all bright red, her flushed state and her incredibly powerful blush reaching all the way down her neck and covering her upper chest.

However, at a certain point, the blush ends and the natural fairness of her skin is revealed. She's not pale by any stretch of the imagination. She gets plenty of sun. But she also isn't tanned, for she doesn't make a habit of being dressed in anything less than her usual attire, even when her mother isn't home. Rapunzel is not as adventurous as all that. Or at least, she wasn't before today. After today… who can say what will come in the future.

In the moment however, Rapunzel is exposed. Not all at once, but slowly over the course of what feels like entire minutes. Daddy certainly takes his time in pulling her dress down off of her shoulders and then her arms. But eventually, he can tantalize and tease himself no longer. Rapunzel stares down at herself almost transfixed as the top of her dress is dragged down over the swell of her small, perky breasts.

When… when did her nipples get so hard? They feel far less giving than they've ever been before. Rapunzel can only gasp as Daddy's actions cause the fabric of her singular garment to rub against them in a way that's never happened before. Her nipples catch on the neckline of her dress and hold there for a second as Daddy gently tugs down, grinning a little bit while he does so.

Rapunzel whimpers, squirming from the strange sensation. She's never realized her chest was so… sensitive before. Was that normal? Was there something wrong with her? Her… teacher didn't seem to think anything was amiss. Indeed, Daddy continues to shift her dress back and forth, until finally Rapunzel wiggles just enough… that her breasts pop free at long last.

"… Gorgeous."

Blinking, Rapunzel looks up to see daddy staring at her now naked chest. She's not sure why he's so excited about it. But then, Rapunzel doesn't understand just how perfectly perky her breasts are. She has no clue how good they look on her nubile young body. And she has absolutely no idea how much of a turn on it is for Daddy to see her nipples already rock hard from their previous activities, revealing Rapunzel's arousal.

Letting go of her dress for a second, leaving it hanging off of her lower arms and lower torso still, just under her now naked chest, Daddy reaches out and gently cups Rapunzel's breasts with his hands. His hands, which are much too big for her chest… but he makes it work anyways.

"You have such beautiful tits, Rapunzel."

Rapunzel's flush intensifies as she stares down at where he's playing with her chest now. It feels… it feels good. But also strange. Her whimpers and mewls continue to escape her lips, but she also can't help asking for clarification.

"T-Tits?"

Daddy blinks, and then lets out a single chuckle. He releases her breasts in order to slide his fingers under the perky, perfectly sculpted things. They're so perky that his fingers don't do much as he pantomimes lifting up her tits as if on a silver platter.

"These are tits, Rapunzel."

Then, he moves his fingers to her nipples and gives them a gentle flick that nevertheless causes Rapunzel to jolt, the blonde feeling as though fire and ice have traveled up her spine at the same time.

"And these… are teats."

Rapunzel's mouth opens and closes. She's never heard such… words before.

"Can you say them with me. Can you name them for me?"

He removes his hands and for a moment Rapunzel finds herself struck with the urge to beg him to put them back. But then Daddy gestures and it's obvious what he wants her to do. Slowly, cautiously, Rapunzel brings her own hands up to her chest and carefully takes hold of her… of her tits.

"T-These are my tits…"

Daddy smiles and nods his encouragement, prompting Rapunzel to move her fingers to her rock hard nipples, taking hold of them between her digits. She gasps at the sensation this causes to rock through her body. Her skin tingles and once more, down between her thighs… she's become so wet. She's a little embarrassed by that. She's hoping Daddy won't notice. She's not sure what it means...

"A-And these are my t-teats…"

"Very good, Rapunzel. Very good."

His praise is also strangely pleasurable now. She was certain she'd been in charge at one point. But maybe that was all in her head. Because here she is, feeling herself up while Daddy's hands return to her dress and begin to pull it ever lower. With a jolt, Rapunzel realizes that he's intending to take her clothes off entirely. That he's going to remove her dress from her body… and see the messy state between her legs.

"W-Wait…"

To his credit, the roguish, handsome man stops the moment she asks for it. He looks at her in concern, but Rapunzel can do nothing but avert her gaze, her face aflame. She doesn't know how to explain. She doesn't know how to tell him that she really IS a dirty girl, physically as well. He'll laugh at her, she's sure. He might even stop the lesson if he finds out.

"… Are you wet, Rapunzel?"

Her surprise overrides her embarrassment as she swings her head around so fast her hair whips out behind her. Big blue eyes go wide as she stares at Daddy, mouth having dropped open in shock. How… how did he know?!

"It's nothing to be ashamed of. What you're experiencing is perfectly normal. Will you permit me to see? Will you permit me to show you?"

He certainly has a way with words, Daddy. He hadn't before, but then, unbeknownst to Rapunzel, Daddy had been letting his guilt over her innocence hold him back. Now he knew that, while innocent, she was also inherently slutty and he wasn't going to hold back any longer.

Regardless, Rapunzel only has to think about it for a moment before she nods her head shyly. Whether its his way with words or the fact that she's still working away at her own perfectly sculpted breasts with her fingers on autopilot… either way, she lets him continue. And so continue he does, dragging her dress down her waist, over her flared hips, and along her legs until finally, its pooled at her feet.

She's naked now, save for her undergarments. Rapunzel blushes, knowing her panties are quite soaked through by this point. And very sticky besides. Even though he gave her assurances, she can't help but tremble as he finally looks at that place, as he finally takes in the sight of her crotch. She fears rejection. More than that though, she fears all of this will stop. Her body is still on fire, every inch of her flesh begging for more.

She could technically do it all herself, she supposed. Daddy has already shown her where to start. Her own fingers work away at her tight, hard nipples and it only makes her feel even better… but also even stranger. The core of her being is a mess of muddled and strange sensations that Rapunzel simply doesn't understand.

"Beautiful."

It takes her a second to register his words. Flynn does not reject her. The exact opposite in fact. He hooks his thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slowly, carefully draws them down her legs. Rapunzel whimpers as he comes face to face with her crotch. Her juices glisten along puffy pussy lips. Her arousal is readily apparent… to Daddy, anyways.

To Rapunzel nothing is readily apparent. She's still so new to all of this. In fact, she literally just learned what arousal even meant and she had no idea just yet that a woman could also feel aroused in the same way a man could.

As he looks at how turned on she is, and up into her whimpering, blushing face while she continues to play with her breasts and nipples, Daddy realizes then and there… that he's been edging Rapunzel something fierce.

Rather than show mercy however, the roguish man decides to see how far he can take things with the blushing virgin. Suddenly, Rapunzel has become an experiment.

"You can stop touching yourself now, Rapunzel."

Straightening back up to his full height, Daddy grabs Rapunzel by the wrists and gently pulls her hands away from her own tits. She whimpers, having not really wanted to stop. But… she did ask Daddy to teach her all about sex. So maybe they're going to learn more now? The blonde's eyes dart down between the two of them, to where Daddy's cock is still hanging out of his opened pants. He's large and erect again.

"Are we… are we going to have sex now?"

"No."

A whimper leaves Rapunzel's lips at that, and she looks at him with big, needy eyes. But daddy is unmoved as he gently but firmly moves her back to the bed.

"Not yet, my dear. We still have so much more to explore together."

Rapunzel ends up on her back on the bed in short order, laid out upon a blanket of her own hair as Daddy kicks off his boots and lies down next to her. He's the first to notice her hands unconsciously moving back towards her body, but apparently that's not what he wants her to do, because he's quick to grab her by the wrist and guide one of her hands down to his cock.

At least that's something familiar. In a way, stroking his member is even grounding for the young blonde. She's confused about what's happening, and unsure of the things she's feeling, but at least Daddy's cock is something she vaguely understands at this point. Her belly is still warm with his seed, after all.

"Now then, let's start from the top. These are your lips."

When daddy pushes his thumb against her mouth all of the sudden, Rapunzel unthinkingly opens up and lets him slide inside. He smirks as he presses down on her tongue.

"And that is your tongue. More specifically, those are your cock sucking lips, aren't they? Go on. Show me."

Caught up in the entire situation, Rapunzel sucks on his thumb. It's no fair replacement for his cock, of course. The cock she's currently stroking even now is so much bigger than his digit. But he gives her an encouraging grin and nod as she suckles at his digit, and so Rapunzel keeps it up until he removes his thumb from her mouth.

"What are those lips of yours?"

Blushing, Rapunzel nevertheless parrots his words.

"M-My… cock sucking lips?"

"Very good. That's a good girl."

Then, he moves his hand back down to her chest. Rapunzel's breath hitches and her core clenches as he begins to expertly play with her… her tits again. Her tits and teats, as he'd called them. Looking down at where he's tugging at one of her teats, Rapunzel preempts him before he can ask.

"Y-You're playing with my tits… t-tugging on my teat… it feels… it feels good…"

It felt better than good, but also odd. Rapunzel couldn't put a proper name to what she was feeling in all honesty. Her inner thighs were slick with fluids that he said weren't anything to be embarrassed about. Meanwhile, her core was a raging bonfire. She felt like maybe she was building to something, but whatever it was seemed so far away and so very close, both at the same time.

Whimpering, Rapunzel squirms on the bed, looking down as he continues to play with her perfectly perky breasts.

"That's right, Rapunzel. That dirty mind of yours picks up things quick, doesn't it?"

Rapunzel smiles a little at the praise. She's always thought herself clever. It's nice to have it affirmed by… well, by this strange man she's only just met. Still, stranger though daddy might be, he's also become closer to her than practically anyone else in her very sheltered, very lonely life in short order. She certainly can't imagine herself doing any of this with Mother Gothel after all…

Finally pulling away from her chest, he runs his hand along Rapunzel's body, coasting across her abdomen and sending goose bumps fluttering across her fair skin. Rapunzel shivers and downright trembles as she watches his fingers get closer and closer to her sticky wet core, until finally… he stops just short of touching them.

Rapunzel's breath hitches in disappointment that she can't truly explain. She wants him to touch her there. She wants him to… to show her more. So why is he stopping?

"This is your pussy, Rapunzel. Your cunt. Can you say it for me?"

Both of those words sound so… crass in different ways. Pussy. Cunt. They echo in Rapunzel's hazy thoughts. The young blonde is beginning to feel almost feverish. She's been hot for so long, damn near overwhelmed by all of the sensations she's experiencing. Her body is covered in a glistening film of sweat at this point, even though it feels like they've barely done anything.

Staring down at where daddy fingers are hovering just over her crotch, Rapunzel realizes how to get him to bring them down and make contact. And so, with her ears burning and her nipples standing on end, she says the words.

"T-That's my pussy. M-My cunt…"

His grin remains largely unchanged, but it does grow a fraction larger as he gives her a proud nod.

"That's exactly right, Rapunzel."

Finally, he touches her. His thumb brushes against the little nub above her slit, and Rapunzel gasps, her back arching for a moment. She feels closer to… to whatever it is she's climbing towards. But not close enough. Even now, she can't quite crest the peak of the mountain that she can't even see. The tingling has spread all the way to her fingers and toes at this point, and the digits on her free hand as well as her feet all curl as she comes crashing back down with gasping breaths.

Whatever she was so close to… its out of her reach again, as he has pulled back from the nub and is watching her in silence. Rapunzel looks at him, wondering if he knows. He mustn't, right? There's no way he could possibly now how she's feeling… because she hasn't told him. But then, she's afraid to say anything. What if something really is wrong with her? He hasn't described anything like she's experiencing, not yet.

Wordlessly, he moves his index finger along her folds. Her pussy lips spread open for him just a fraction of an inch. Not because she's so tight he can't find purchase, though she is quite tight. But because he doesn't actually try to push any deeper.

The sensation is no less electrifying for Rapunzel. It's a mixture between a feather-light touch and a proper pressure. She shudders under him, gasping for air. Even her grip on his cock… isn't enough to ground her anymore. The more he touches her, the more Rapunzel feels… whatever it is she's feeling. It's indescribable. It's incredible. It's… it's too much.

A low, plaintive, keening moan leaves Rapunzel's parted lips as her big blue eyes look at him pleadingly. He looks back at her, his own eyes dark and his expression. He's waiting for something, but Rapunzel doesn't know what. All she knows is that she can't go on like this. She needs… she needs his help.

"… P-Please…"

As the nubile young blonde unknowingly breaks, Daddy's lips split into a wide grin, revealing rows of perfect pearly white teeth as he stares down at her.

"Please… what?"

Embarrassed beyond belief, Rapunzel looks down at where he's continuing to play with her folds.

"I don't… I-I don't know. I feel… something. I want…"

She trails off there, because in truth she does not know what she wants. Luckily for her, he does.

"You want to cum, Rapunzel."

Her eyes snap to him, wide once more as he gives her a fond, pitying smile.

"I-I do?"

"Yes, Rapunzel. You want to experience your first orgasm. You want to climax. You want to cum. All of these words mean the same thing. But before you can cum… you have to learn to ask properly."

Was that what the peak she was trying to crest was? Was that what the fire burning in her core meant? Rapunzel whimpers but has no reason to think Daddy is lying. She trusts him, for better or worse.

"O-Okay…"

"Good girl. Repeat after me. You're a horny, needy young slut."

"I'm a h-horny… needy y-young slut…"

"I'm happy to hear that. Horny needy young sluts who are honest with themselves get to cum, Rapunzel."

The words feel strange on her tongue, but his response bolsters her commitment. Rapunzel shakily nods in understanding while he continues to slide just the tip of his finger along her slit.

"You want me to make you cum, don't you? Say it."

She doesn't even hesitate, because it's true. She might not fully understand what it means to 'cum' or 'climax' or 'orgasm' just yet… but she knows she needs it. She needs it so, so badly.

"I-I want you to make me cum, Daddy. I need it…"

When she improvises and adds on that last bit, Daddy's grin grows wider still.

"I can help you cum, Rapunzel. You've asked so nicely. But while fingers are one thing… a tongue is even better."

Rapunzel blinks, her thoughts struggling to coalesce through the pleasured hazy fog that's fallen over her mind. She's so… so horny right now. So needy. Such a slut. She can't think straight. But what he said certainly sounds right. After all, hadn't she used her mouth on him? And it felt good. He had said as much. So it stood to reason that his mouth would feel good on her.

"Please… please use y-your tongue on me. Please make me c-cum. Please…"

She moans, her hands having fallen to either side of her at this point, clawing at the bedding and her blanket of hair beneath her. She's so busy being delicious with pleasure that she doesn't even notice him looking both surprised and impressed that she said the words without him having to even coach her on it. Still, he can't help but aim for more.

"Tell me you want me to eat your slutty pussy out, Rapunzel. Tell me you don't want me to stop until your needy cunt has finally cum."

"Please! I can't take it anymore! Eat my slutty pussy out! Don't stop until my needy cunt has finally cum!"

She barely understands the words falling from her lips, but she knows one thing for certain. She'll get what she needs, if only she follows daddy's orders.

Suddenly, something wet presses against her sticky pussy lips. Rapunzel jolts, looking down the length of her naked body to stare into his amused black eyes. She hadn't even noticed him moving, but suddenly his head is between her thighs, and as she makes eye contact with him, he reaches up and grabs her by her thighs.

"Keep going, Rapunzel. Tell me everything you want me to do to you."

Nodding her head, Rapunzel tries to focus on all the words he's taught her so far, tries to figure out how best to use them. Even in her foggy state… it comes surprisingly easy to the young blonde.

"L-Let me cum, Daddy. Let my slutty c-cunt cum. I want… I want it. I need it. I-I wanna play with my teats while you e-eat me out. I wanna feel your t-tongue in my… inside of my pussy! I want… I want…!"

She runs out of words, but he just smile up at her.

"Then go ahead, Rapunzel."

Gasping, panting, and mewling, Rapunzel watches as daddy lowers his mouth to her cunt. He kisses her pussy lips and then drives his tongue into her core. The blonde's head tosses back, a cry spilling from her mouth even as one of her hands slaps up to grab at her perky, perfect tit at the last second. She's barely grasped at her breast, barely even rubbed at her sensitive teat… but that combined with Daddy's tongue is more than enough.

At long, long last, Rapunzel crashes over the edge. She cums on the spot the moment daddy drives his tongue into her. Her squeals fill the room as her hips buck against the hold he has on her thighs. More than ready for her explosive climax, he rides it out, holding her down and continuing his lip lock with her pussy all throughout.

A cascading flood of juices rushes out of Rapunzel's sex and for a moment she's mortified. But he doesn't seem remotely fazed. In fact, he handles her fluids like they're nothing, gulping them down just as she… just as she gulped down his seed.

Part of her feverish mind wonders if her juices were as salty as his. Or maybe… maybe they were sweet. She hoped so. She hoped that her fluids were the sweetest of nectars. Certainly, he acted as though they were. He did not pull back in disgust, nor did he make any move to leave her at all. In fact… Rapunzel's eyes widen a bit as he suddenly scoops her legs up over his shoulders entirely, giving him better leverage to dive down on her cunt.

With her ass now off the bed, all Rapunzel can do is moan and touch herself. Her breasts are still so sensitive and her nipples are so fun to play with. Truth be told, the blonde doesn't know why she never did it before. It adds to the pleasure she experiences as he goes about 'eating' her out. His tongue wiggles and drives this way and that inside of her, and before Rapunzel knows it, she's building to another… another orgasm.

She knows what those are now. She knows he is well on his way to making her cum. It's not nearly as much build up this time around. It doesn't take as long, though Rapunzel doesn't know why that is. All she knows is that within mere minutes, she's bucking her hips again, squealing out another climax.

This one, there's less fluid for Daddy to swallow. Her pussy still clenches around his writhing tongue however, and Rapunzel whimpers… before following her instincts.

"S-So good… feels s-so good. More, p-please. Want… want more."

Her pleading is met by Daddy finally disengaging from her cunt and giving her another wicked grin.

"Is that how you ask, sweetheart?"

Coloring, Rapunzel quickly realizes what he means.

"P-Please… please Daddy… this horny needy slut n-needs more… Please go deeper inside of my p-pussy. Please tongue out my c-cunt…"

He nods his approval, and then brings his fingers to that nub again.

"Do you know what this is, Rapunzel?"

Staring down at it, wide-eyed and red faced with her chest heaving up and down, Rapunzel shakes her head. She truly has no idea. Everything she's learned today has broadened her horizons considerably so far.

"This is your clit. It's very sensitive, isn't it?"

Rapunzel nods at that wordlessly.

"What should I do with your sensitive little clit, Rapunzel?"

Biting her lower lip, Rapunzel squirms for a moment before answering honestly.

"I-I want… I want you to play with my s-sensitive little clit, Daddy."

"… Your wish is my command, princess~"

Rapunzel blinks, not quite sure where the royal address came from. Probably just another pet name. But then, why did it make her feel strange? In the end, the blonde doesn't have a chance to contemplate that further, because Daddy is suddenly thumbing her clit while returning to eating her out and… and just as expected, it's spectacular.

Seeing stars, the blonde acts on instinct and pinches both her nipples between her fingers, tugging them away from her body as he eats her out. It feels like she's cumming her brains out this time around, her body shuddering beneath their combined ministrations.

And to think… they haven't even had sex yet. Rapunzel already feels absolutely fried. She's not sure she'll survive the main event. But she knows one thing for certain… she's very eager to try all the same.

-x-X-x-

Daddy, much to Rapunzel's surprise, gives her time to recover after that last mind-blowing orgasm. He seems almost amused by her as she lays there on her back, naked chest heaving up and down. Her face is bright red and the flush goes all the way down to her tits, where her… her teats stand at attention, rock hard from everything so far.

Meanwhile, down between her thighs, her c-cunt is clenching, even though his tongue is no longer there. She's never felt so wet before, but somehow she doesn't think it's all daddy's saliva. Some of it is herself, but he doesn't seem to mind one bit.

Slowly, Rapunzel's eyes drift downward. At first she's just looking at herself. Then, she's looking at him. For a moment, she thinks some of the wetness around his mouth almost seems to be shimmering with a golden light. However, before she can peer closer at it, his tongue slips out and licks his lips clean as he gives her a roguish grin.

Rapunzel quickly averts her gaze, feeling strangely embarrassed at being caught staring at his lips. But that just means she's now staring at his… at his cock again. Daddy's cock dangles between his legs, having gone soft after her earlier exploration. But now it's starting to twitch, coming back to life almost. Rapunzel finds it fascinating, and before she knows it, she's moving.

The nubile young blonde slowly gets up onto her hands and knees, eyes fixed on the twitching member between his legs. She begins to move towards it, almost in a trance… only to be stopped in her tracks by a hand on her forehead as the owner of said cock finally breaks the momentary silence. His tone is amused as Rapunzel is forced to look up at him past his arm.

"… What are you doing?"

Blushing profusely, Rapunzel bites her lower lip for a moment before looking back down at his cock.

"I-I wanted to… return the favor."

Humming, he shakes his head.

"That's nice and all, but I expect you to use your words, Rapunzel. I didn't teach you how to be a dirty girl just so you could ignore my lessons."

Rapunzel's eyes widen at that. He's right, of course. Her head feels like it's been through a tornado, but at the same time… the things he's taught her so far are burned into her mind. She could never forget them.

"Please, Daddy… would you c-consent to let this… dirty girl wrap her… her cock sucking lips around your cock?"

Some part of her feels like she should be more embarrassed by all of this than she actually is. The burning in her core spurs her onward however, even as he nods his head, still visibly amused.

"Since you asked so politely… yes, Rapunzel. You may wrap your cock sucking lips around my dick."

His dick. Rapunzel quickly files that away as another word for the instrument dangling between his thighs. Before today, she'd never seen something so… fascinating.

Still, with permission given, he removes his hand and Rapunzel all but surges forward to close the rest of the gap between them. Another couple of feet crawled forward and she's able to wrap his hands around his cock as he sits there on the bed, watching her in amusement.

Rapunzel's hands close on his member and she gasps as she feels it up. He's not… hard yet, like before. But he's rapidly becoming hard again, she obsessively notes. His cock is twitching and growing in her hands by the moment, and Rapunzel explores it to the best of her meager abilities.

Running her fingers along his shaft, she looks between him and it.

"Should I… put my cock sucking lips around it now?"

Daddy laughs.

"If you want to, you may. Though we need to work on your vocabulary. Dirty talk isn't just repeating the same phrase over and over again, Rapunzel. You can mix and match things. For instance, instead of saying it like that, you could say… 'shall I suck your magnificent member, sir?'. Or perhaps 'Can I throat your big fat dick, please?'. That sort of thing."

Rapunzel's eyes widen as she soaks up his knowledge. She's come to realize that Daddy is the best teacher she could have asked for. He knows so much about being… dirty. Though, one of the things he mentions does give Rapunzel pause.

"… What would it mean to throat your big fat dick, daddy?"

Her tone is one of innocent curiosity, and for a moment he grimaces before waving a hand dismissively.

"That's… more advanced stuff, Lady Rapunzel. We can talk about it later. For now… yes, you may put your cock sucking lips on my dick."

Rapunzel perks up at that and leans forward, planting her lips on the head of his cock. It feels good, sliding them over his tip again. Sure, she's done this before… but the difference between the her of back then and the her of now are astronomical. Rapunzel has come a long way in a very short time, and she endeavors to show as much as she suckles at his cock for a moment before going a little deeper.

It's then that his hand falls atop her head, his fingers lacing through her hair. He doesn't grip down enough to make her stop, but Rapunzel nevertheless glances up at him, her attention abruptly split between his cock and his face.

"I think… if you're not opposed to it Lady Rapunzel, that it's just about time for me to fuck you."

Rapunzel blinks in confusion. That was strange. There was that word again. Fuck. But he'd only ever used that when he was enjoying himself. In this context, it seemed to mean something different. Her innocent confusion must show on her face as she continues to slide her lips down daddy's ever hardening length, because he chuckles softly.

"Ah, sorry… I mean have sex. That's what it means for someone to fuck another person. It's just a… crasser and dirtier way of saying it."

Ah. She understands. Well, she doesn't understand why he was using it the way he was earlier then… but Rapunzel knows words can have multiple meanings, so it's fine. Really she-

What is she doing?! She's thinking about all of this instead of the fact that he has said he's going to fuck her?! Rapunzel comes off of the roguish man's cock with a pop, her full, flushed lips parted as she lets out a gasp while gazing up at him from under the hand through her hair.

"T-Truly? We're going to have sex now?!"

She's undeniably excited. Her nipples, rock hard and exposed to open air, itch at the idea. Her pussy, down between her thighs, clenches eagerly. Even her clit seems to throb, practically begging for more. Her whole body sings for it. That's how Rapunzel knows it must be a good thing. Sex. Being… f-fucked. Gods, what a crass word. He is right. Being fucked sounds SO much dirtier than having sex.

"Not quite."

With two words, he brings her hopes crashing down. Luckily, his explanation heals her momentary hurt and disappointment.

"Soon though. But first… I'm not fully hard yet. I'm getting there quite quickly… quicker than I ever have before after cumming in a woman's mouth in fact."

Rapunzel blinks at that, a surge of pride filling her naked chest. Daddy, meanwhile, sounds slightly amazed, before giving her a grin.

"Right now, you should go back to sucking my cock, Rapunzel. Not to make me cum like before… but to get me ready to be inside of you. Since you're so tight and a virgin, you really don't want my meat to be soft in any way. It'll make for a less… fulfilling experience."

Rapunzel doesn't need to be told twice, though she does file away the word 'meat' as another word for his cock. Diving back down, the blonde returns to sucking on his dick. It's still growing harder by the second, but she can help it go faster… and then they'll fuck. Rapunzel can hardly wait, truth be told.

She's so enthusiastic in fact, that she's generating a lot of drool and saliva around her lips. It's threatening to slip free of her lower lip in fact. If she went slower, like the first time, it wouldn't be a problem… but Rapunzel doesn't want to go slower. She wants Daddy inside of her. She was to be… fucked.

"Your enthusiasm is appreciated, Rapunzel. You're a proper dirty girl. But there's a difference between making a man cum with your mouth and just making a man hard for the purposes of sex. Can you tell me what it is?"

Her head is fuzzy right now. And Daddy has the audacity to ask her questions. Rapunzel's lashes flutter as she thinks about his words for a second. She's loath to pull back from his cock, truth be told. And to be fair, she can't think of an answer. So in the end, she just shakes her head, conveying her lack of understanding.

"Ah, well it's quite simple… you need to prepare yourself just as you're preparing me. That's what foreplay is all about. Both partners being ready by the time you get started on the main event."

Oh… oh! Rapunzel, ever a smart girl, is quick to understand now that he has explained things a bit more. She should… touch herself. She should play with herself, while also sucking his cock. That was more than Rapunzel had ever done before, but she was eager to try it out all the same. She leaves one hand wrapped around the base of his ever hardening member but pulls the other away.

She's a little uncertain of herself at first. Up until now, it's all been his touch on her body. Now she's mimicking what he did to her and it feels rather strange. Her fingers dance over her form, stroking at her chest and rubbing at her teats. It feels good to play with the sensitive nubs in the center of her breasts… but even better to play with her clit, down between her legs.

Truth be told, she gets a little distracted. It all feels better than Rapunzel would have thought, like she's building towards something. Until finally, daddy tightens his hold on her hair and pulls her head back, her lips leaving his cock as she gasps and focuses on him once more.

"We're ready, Rapunzel."

Her eyes widen at that, and she trembles in excitement. She hadn't thought she would be so… eager, but now that it's finally here, she is. She undeniably wants him inside of her. Even though she didn't know what sex even WAS a couple hours ago, she wanted it now. She wanted to be fucked.

"How… how do we begin?"

She looks down at his cock. Throbbing and pulsing, she can see that he is indeed ready to… to fuck her. But she doesn't know how fucking is even supposed to work. She understands the basic part, that he's going to put his d-dick inside of her c-cunt just like he did with his tongue. Though that in and of itself is quite the daunting though. His cock is much bigger than his tongue was.

"First, you start by asking for it."

No further instruction than that. But then, Rapunzel has all of the knowledge she needs, doesn't she? Nipples standing at attention, body thrumming with excitement, the nubile blonde licks her lips. She considers making her request complex. Using lots of the words he has taught her so far to be as dirty as possible. But in the end she decides to keep it simple for now. It feels… right.

"Please fuck me sir."

Four simple words, but with a crassness that can't be beat. Certainly, every time the word 'fuck' passes from Rapunzel's plump lips, the young blonde feels a shiver go down her spine. It's a harsh word, isn't it? A hard word. Almost as hard as his big fat cock, currently standing at attention and pointed unerringly at her.

"Heh, very well. Since it's your first time… go ahead and get on your back."

Rapunzel doesn't hesitate to obey. Falling backwards onto the bed she's spent her whole life sleeping in, the blonde looks up into his eyes. She might have been able to get lost in those black eyes… if it weren't for the swaying of his cock drawing her attention down to his crotch as he moves forward. His hands go to her hips at first, and then slide down to her legs. His fingers feel like they're lighting a fire along Rapunzel's skin, her flesh tingling from the passage of his touch.

Finally, he grips down and gently but firmly spreads her legs apart. He's giving himself room between her thighs, she belatedly realizes. Quivering, Rapunzel whimpers as he moves into position. It's not his mouth that goes to her slit and clit this time. It's his cock. His thick, throbbing dick, which comes down upon her pussy mound with a wet slap.

"A-Ah… u-um… I-I…"

Suddenly, Rapunzel is struck by nerves. She can't explain it. She KNOWS she wants this. But all of the sudden, she's afraid of what 'this' will actually entail. Daddy, to his credit, immediately stops and smiles at her.

"Is something the matter, Rapunzel? Is my dirty girl having second thoughts?"

His dirty girl. She liked it when he called her that. She liked being his dirty girl. Hastily shaking her head back and forth, Rapunzel bites her lower lip for a moment before explaining.

"I-I want it. It's just… i-is that really going to fit inside of me?"

He doesn't immediately answer her, which doesn't do wonders for Rapunzel's sudden anxiety, that's for sure. Instead, he looks down at where they're about to be joined with a considering expression on his face. Humming, the rogue of a man slowly pushes his dick tip forward… but the angle he does so at causes it to glide along her folds, rather than penetrate inside of her.

Rapunzel gasps as his cockhead slides along her slit, inevitably rubbing against her clit in the process. Her entire being is wound up tighter than a ball of yarn at the moment. That sudden pressure on her clit… it's damn near enough to make Rapunzel explode right then and there. She doesn't quite reach climax, but it's a very close thing and her body reacts by bucking her hips without her conscious input, a gasp torn from her lips.

Chuckling, he grabs hold of her hips, holding them steady as he lets his cock continue sliding over her clit and past it. His hard, throbbing length eventually comes to a stop when his balls come to rest upon her pussy mound. Rapunzel stares down at the strange sight for a moment, not quite comprehending what she's witnessing. He's not inside of her. He's just… laid his throbbing dick out across her abdomen.

"This, Lady Rapunzel, is how far I'll be able to get inside of you when I'm done."

Rapunzel's eyes widen at that declaration. She whimpers and shakes her head as the very thought leaves her at war with herself. On the one hand, she wanted it. Every part of her was tingling at the idea of him making good on his promise. On the other hand, she was scared.

"T-That won't w-work! It won't fit that f-far! Surely not!"

He lets out a disgruntled sound at that.

"You're regressing, Rapunzel. You keep calling my cock an 'it'. I like to think I've taught you better than that. Use your words, dirty girl."

O-Of course. Right.

"Daddy… I don't think your b-big fat cock is going to fit inside of my… inside of my tight p-pussy."

And yet, she still wanted it. Perhaps that's why she's so ready to accept the next words that come out of his mouth, even as he nods calmly.

"It's alright to be afraid on your first time, Rapunzel. Perfectly natural in fact. But you needn't worry. A woman's body is made to take a man's cock, plain and simple. This is what your cunt is designed for. My tongue was merely an instrument with which to prepare you. And you ARE prepared."

As if to punctuate that statement, he reaches under his cock and slides his finger along her slit. It comes away glistening with near glowing juices, which he shows to Rapunzel. Her eyes go crossed just looking at that slick wet finger, before she realizes he's offering it to her lips.

"Open."

No, not offering… ordering. Rapunzel's lips part further than they already were, and she breathes panting breaths as he pushes his finger into her mouth. Immediately, she clamps down and finds herself hastily licking it clean. Her own juices… they taste delicious, much to her shock. He just grins at the expression of surprise on her face.

"Yes, they're quite good, aren't they? You know, I was a little surprised myself. The taste of your fluids… it's not anything I've ever experienced before. Still, that wetness is proof that your body is primed and ready for me to fuck you. It's now or never, Rapunzel."

Now or never. The very thought of NEVER having sex with Daddy turned Rapunzel's stomach and made her anxiety wither on the vine. She looks down at his throbbing, rock hard cock one last time and finally nods.

"N-Now… please."

He just grins and slowly slides his cock back. Down across her abdomen, down across her clit, along her slippery wet folds. This time, he angles himself properly so that he's pressing into her entrance instead of gliding along it. Rapunzel gasps as she feels her lower lips slowly spreading open, her virgin flower unable to stop him from moving to pollinate it. She quivers beneath him, even as he holds her by the hips, keeping her steady.

But then he stops again, and all Rapunzel can do is whine in disappointed confusion.

"Having sex is a silent affair for some, Rapunzel. So is the act of making love. But fucking… fucking is never silent. I won't abide by you being quiet while this happens. You're not a bystander in this. You're an active participant. And that means I want to hear you. I want you to tell me what you're feeling, what's happening every step of the way."

Rapunzel shudders but hastily nods as she looks down at where they're becoming joined.

"Okay… you're… you're pushing your cock inside of me, Daddy. You're spreading my pussy lips wide with your dick."

"That's right. My girth is stretching you open, isn't it?"

"Y-Yes… it is. You won't t-tear me apart, right?"

"No, Rapunzel. Your body is made for this, like I said. We've more than readied you for your first time. There will be a little blood… but that's the consequence of losing your virginity."

Rapunzel's eyes go wide again at that. B-Blood?! She hated blood. But of course, she'd bled plenty from d-down there before. Though not in recent days. Still, Mother Gothel had told her that bleeding down there was perfectly natural and seeing as Rapunzel had been doing so for quite a few years now with no truly adverse effects, she believed the older woman.

All the same, she can't help but be a little afraid, even as he pushes ever deeper into her folds. No doubt sensing her anxiety, he gives her a broad smile and moves his hands from her hips to her breasts.

"In my experience, the best way to help a young virgin through her first time is to split her attention."

His rough, masculine fingers fall upon Rapunzel's teats and she gasps as he fondles her breasts. Her own hands come up to grasp at her wrists for lack of anything better to do. It feels like her whole body is on fire. It- no… he told her to say such things out loud, didn't he?

"M-My whole body feels like it's on fire Daddy. I want… I want more."

"More what, Rapunzel?"

At his pressing, she's forced to figure out what she means, to put her desires into words.

"More… of your cock. Of your touch. Of… e-everything."

He lets out a startled laugh at that, even as he pushes deeper into her. Finally, he seems to hit something, coming to a stop just a bit inside.

"Greedy girl. Dirty girl. I've reached your hymen. When I push through there will be pain… but given all we've done so far, it should be brief."

Her hymen. Her virginity. Rapunzel just nods her head up and down, not trusting herself to speak in that moment. But there's no denying she wants it. Every fiber of her being thrums with desire. Her breasts under his hands are screaming for more, her pussy stretched out by his cock is clenching down as if to never let it go. Her-

Rapunzel's eyes widen and her head snaps back into the pillows under her as he thrusts forward and takes her virginity right then and there. His cock, which had been moving slowly up until this point, is suddenly buried inside of her. She's never felt so full. She's never been so STUFFED. She feels like she's going to die for a moment. And then… she begins to feel like she's going to live.

The pain is brief, just as Daddy promised her. He was honest with her all the way through. Still, he stops where he is and gives Rapunzel time to recover, something she's undeniably grateful for. Though he doesn't completely stop his actions. His hands remain on her breasts. He continues to play with them, to fondle and rub at her small chest, his palms grinding her rock hard teats into her flesh.

Slowly, Rapunzel recovers and becomes a little more used to having a man inside of her. To having Daddy, her teacher in all things sexual, inside of her. Lifting her head, she looks down at where they're joined, ready to continue. Or so she thinks. The words are on her lips, until her eyes go wide and her jaw drops open.

"Y-You're only halfway in!"

He blinks and then looks down at where they're joined together. Half of his cock is still outside of her. Rapunzel feels fuller than she ever has in her entire life, and it's still not all of him. This… she doesn't even know what to think about that.

"I suppose I am. Are you ready to keep going, Rapunzel?"

She hesitates for only a moment before nodding her head jerkily. However, he no longer sees fit to give her that out.

"No. Use your words."

Letting out a shuddering breath, Rapunzel does her best to focus through the tumultuous feelings currently washing over her.

"I… I want more. Your big fat cock is inside of me. But it's not all the way inside. You… you promised it would go all the way in, Daddy. I want you to keep that promise. I want you… to fuck me."

He answering smile to her declaration is irritating. A moment later he's giving her what she wants. His cock pulls out a couple of inches, her inner walls clenching down to try and keep him in place to no avail. But luckily he doesn't pull all the way out… before thrusting right back in again. This is sex, Rapunzel rapidly realizes. No, not just sex. This is getting fucked.

Her pussy is stretched again and again by the passage of his cock, despite its attempts to close itself off. She doesn't know whether her body is trying to expel the foreign intruder or capture his shaft for proper 'interrogation'. She does know that it doesn't matter. He is fucking her, and there's not much Rapunzel can do but lie back and take it.

"Don't turn inward on me now, my dirty girl."

Ah, r-right. There is more than she can do. Shivering, Rapunzel tries to focus on finding the words to appropriately describe what's happening to her, even as her body is soundly rocked by his thrusting.

"Nnngh! Y-You're fucking me, Daddy. You're pushing up inside of me! Your c-cock is filling my pussy! You're going deeper with every thrust, a-and… and… oooooh~"

Rapunzel's eyes cross as she suddenly tenses up. It comes out of nowhere, the explosive climax. One moment she's detailing exactly what he is doing to her, and the next moment she's orgasming all over his cock. He laughs at that, chuckling as she finds herself riding a wave of pleasure through not just her tightening, gripping pussy walls, but through every fiber of her nubile young body.

Every inch of her feels suffused by the pleasure of this new and latest release. She should have known that she would likely cum from his cock, especially after how he made her cum with just his tongue. But somehow it had completely slipped her mind. It was the sort of thing that was incredibly obvious in hindsight though.

"Enjoying yourself, Rapunzel?"

Nodding her head, moaning wantonly at the top of her lungs, the beautiful blonde suddenly reaches out, wrapping her arms around his neck. She doesn't rightly know why she does it, only that it feels right to take him into her embrace. He blinks in surprise, before grinning and leaning forward, pressing his forehead against hers. As she looks into his dark brown eyes, the words come easily to her.

"F-Fuck me. Fuck me more! I want it deeper, Daddy! I want all of it!"

He grunts and picks up the pace. There's this fresh new energy to his movements, as though her words are spurring him on all the harder and all the faster. Every thrust pushes deeper into her tight, virgin cunt. Each time, it's like he's taking another part of her virginity. The start was just that… the start. Now, they're going even further.

"Your big fat cock is stirring up my i-insides! Your huge dick is stretching my pussy wide! Ohhh!"

The dirty talk is coming easier to her now. Even as her eyes cross and the pleasure threatens to overwhelm her again and again. He just grunts, their heads having pulled apart again. His hands have been on her breasts this entire time, but suddenly they leave them, moving down to her hips once more. He grips down on her with bruising force, all so he can fuck her even faster.

Rapunzel doesn't miss a beat though. Her own hands had been on his wrists. As he pulls back, she lets her palms fall to her budding breasts. Rubbing at her small chest makes Rapunzel moan wantonly, even as her insides continue to grip down oh so tightly around his invading cock.

Then, she feels it. Something striking the spot just beneath her pussy. It might have a name, but Rapunzel wouldn't know what it was. All she knows is that she feels it there. Belatedly, through the haze of pleasure, Rapunzel realizes exactly what it is… it's his balls. It's the sensation of his balls slapping against her body with thrust after thrust, even as the tip of his cock hits something deep inside of her that Rapunzel can't begin to understand.

What she does understand is that he's all the way inside of her. At long last he's kept his promise, his cock buried deep in her clenching cunt. As her pussy walls flex around his dick, Rapunzel's every nerve feels like it's standing on end. She's on fire, but it's a good fire, the kind that burns along her limbs and out her fingers and toes.

"Y-You did it. You filled me all the way up w-with your big fat cock!"

He grins at that… and shakes his head.

"Not quite, my dirty girl. There's one more thing. I'm going to cum soon. You're just too amazing for me not to explode. I'm going to cum just like I did before from your mouth. But if I cum inside… well, I might just get you pregnant. I'm not sure if you want that, Rapunzel."

Pregnant? As in, a mother? Rapunzel isn't sure if she wants that either. Maybe one day. But she's young yet. She isn't sure she's ready to be a mother. Still, she's a little worried about disappointing him, even as she hesitantly shakes her head. A smile of understanding spreads across Daddy's face at that and he just chuckles.

"It's alright. You don't need to worry. But… if you want me to cum outside, you have to ask for it properly. Show me just how dirty you are. Tell me to cum all over you."

All… all over her. Rapunzel flushes at the thought. It's not a bad thought. In fact, it makes her tingle in all the right places, though to be fair 'all the right places' are currently enjoying his touch, be it his hands or his cock. Regardless…

"Please Daddy. Please. Please take your m-magnificent member and… and cum all over me. Cover your d-dirty girl in your seed."

His eyes alight with renewed passion, and he grunts as he picks up the pace yet again. Rapunzel squawks, barely able to hold on from how fast he's fucking her, until finally he pulls out seemingly at the last second. What follows is certainly a messy affair. His seed splatters across the entire front of her body, striking her in the face, in the chest, and in the abdomen. He covers her from her forehead all the way down to her clit in his cum.

Thick, ropey strings of white hot ejaculate coat Rapunzel's body as she lays there gasping from the sensation. It's not so bad. She actually kind of likes being messy. She is a d-dirty girl, after all.

"Whoa…"

Blinking, Rapunzel slowly lifts herself up, propping herself on her elbows to look down at where he is staring. The man is looking at his own cock, which is covered in her pussy juices. There's a faint glisten to her fluids… and then right before her and his eyes, the liquid glows bright gold… and disappears, absorbed right into his cock.

Said cock had been in the process of drooping after he just got done cumming, but suddenly it surges back to life. In an instant, he is rock hard and fully erect once more. Rapunzel doesn't know how. She's not sure what just happened. And in the end, Daddy succinct response effectively sums up what both of them are thinking in that moment.

"What the fuck."