by Skye Darrel
“Send him. Kill him first if you want.”
“Sorry, Caden. You don’t pay me enough.”
“Ha ha.”
After Harriet leaves, Daddy closes the door and runs a finger down my arm. “Hear that, little girl? Even Harriet thinks you’re spoiled.”
“She doesn’t know what I did for you last night, Daddy.”
“How ‘bout what I did for you, Princess?” Daddy reaches into my jacket and squeezes my breast. “I’ll deal with you later. Go on now. You can’t sit in on this meeting dressed like this.” He glances at my knee socks and growls. “Definitely not.”
I look at the big antique desk in Daddy’s office and I get a dirty idea. “I’ll hide under there, Dad.”
“I’m serious, Becky.” He pats my rear. “Go make yourself useful with Harriet.”
I spin out of Daddy’s grasp and skip around to his desk. There’s a big space under it. Perfect.
“Becky! I’m not kidding—”
Someone knocks on the door. Must be Glenn Lester. I scoot under Daddy’s desk.
Daddy growls again but I know he won’t kick me out. When Daddy opens the door an angry voice enters, huffing and puffing, accusing Daddy of cheating over some court case. Glenn Lester sits down and Daddy’s legs swing into view. His crotch is inches from my face and I stifle a giggle.
They start talking using big words I don’t understand, but I’m not here to eavesdrop.
Slowly I slide Daddy’s zipper down and I feel his legs tense. I lick my lips and bite down a giggle. Daddy tries to nudge me off but he won’t get away that easy. I reach in and pull that hard cock out of his briefs.
Glenn is raising his voice, and Daddy’s so very tense.
I run my finger around the groove of his cock head. Suddenly I’m very curious. It’s the only penis I’ve seen. Last night, I didn’t get a good look with Daddy in control. Now I take my time. I can smell him a little, and my belly squeezes at the scent of Daddy’s musk, faint under his body wash. It’s a handsome smell. Hot and manly. I run my nails down his shaft and watch a vein swell. I drag back on Daddy’s skin, stroking him softly, and I slide my tongue over the small slit at the very tip.
Daddy jumps in his seat.
“Excuse me,” he murmurs.
Glenn says something I don’t hear because I’m too busy rolling my tongue around that tip. I feel Daddy throbbing. Up close, I realize just how big his cock is. Thick and hard. I frown a little thinking this thing was inside me. And will be again if I know Daddy.
I reach into Daddy’s briefs and find his other boy parts. Curious, I roll his balls in my palms and feel them draw up.
Daddy’s voice tightens.
He reaches down and still talking, lowers his seat so that his cock touches my chin. His balls spill over the edge of his zipper. He beckons his fingers under the desk and I lean my head forward. Grabbing my hair, Daddy pulls roughly and guides my mouth onto his cock.
Heat crawls up my neck. Again I’m in Daddy’s hands.
They’re still talking.
His cock slides over my tongue, trailing his salty taste. I slide a hand under my shorts and rub circles around my clit, trying not to make a sound as his cock bumps my throat. I push my breasts against Daddy’s knees.
Soon he’s groping my chest with one hand, pinching and squeezing my nipples. He covers his arousal with coughs. A hand latches on to the top of my head and he rams his cock down my throat.
I nearly gag.
Daddy lets me off slowly. I’m dizzy with arousal and heat pools in my panties.
He brings down a sticky note: Keep my cum in your mouth. Don’t swallow.
Daddy grabs my chin and hauls me back onto his cock. He thrusts against the roof my mouth, dragging his tip back and forth. I have to hold his knees to keep steady.
His cock jerks and he cums, coating my tongue with cum. Daddy pulls his cock out slowly and wipes himself over my cheek. I press my lips together, closing my eyes, rolling my tongue in Daddy’s semen.
He zips up and pats my head.
I sit there on my knees, head bowed between Daddy’s knees, pussy moist and tingling. Daddy strokes my face with the back of his hand. Every few minutes he squeezes my breasts.
A long time passes. His cum mingles with my saliva and my breasts feel swollen from the constant squeezing.
When the meeting finally ends and Glenn Lester's gone, Daddy lifts me on his desk. He scowls.
“You’ve been a very bad girl.”
Daddy’s cum sloshes in my mouth. All I can do is mumble.
“Swallow,” he commands.
I gulp and gasp. A bead dribbles down the corner my mouth.
Daddy swipes it up, rubbing it into my chin. He locks the door and comes back, taking his jacket off. “Bend over the desk.”
“But—”
“Ass up,” he growls. “You want to be a bad girl? I’ll show you what happens to bad girls.”
Pouting, I get on my elbows over the big wooden desk and raise my bottom. What’s he going to do? I stare at the door. On the other side is an office full of people with no idea that Daddy is rubbing my bottom and pulling my shorts off. He yanks them to my knees and moves behind me.
“Beautiful,” Daddy mutters.
He peels my panties down. He slides two fingers into my pussy as his thumb rubs the rim of my asshole.
I squeeze my buttocks in reflex.
Daddy grabs my hair in a ponytail. He fondles my privates as I writhe over the desk, and I can feel his hard cock against my hip.
Sharp slaps jiggle my rear.
“Ow!”
“Bad girl,” Daddy growls.
He drags his tongue along my ear as he spanks me. Quick smacks that make my skin glow. Then I hear his zipper open. With his hand fisted in my hair, he pushes his cock into my tight pussy.
I twist under him and gasp. Daddy forces himself in until his sac touches my clit. He pins me down and kisses the back of my neck.
Daddy tears gasps from my throat every time he thrusts, his big cock dragging on my walls, squishing in my heat. His hips slap against my flesh. He fills me with sharp pleasure as his cock head bumps over my spot.
It’s all I can do to hang on.
Daddy muffles my mouth as his pace quickens. My breasts fly out of my tank top as my body jerks back and forth under the force of his thrusts. Daddy pulls out and flips me around.
He lifts me onto his cock, hands palming my ass. His mouth smashes against mine. I wrap my legs around his hips as Daddy makes me squeal with vicious upthrusts.
He sets me down again, his cock buried deep, and he slaps my breasts through my flinches. Then he crushes my tits in his grip as he suckles my nipples. His cock pumps into my sopping pussy again and again.
I squeeze my eyes and bite my teeth to keep from screaming.
Daddy seals my mouth with a hard kiss. My body convulses and I arch in orgasm as he grinds against my clit, our bodies pressed together. Daddy groans as he floods me with cum.
I’m breathless, flushed and aching and dazed.
Daddy leans back. “Learned your lesson, slut?”
“Yes.” I touch my sore breasts and moan, my pussy throbbing. “Thank you, Daddy.”
“I know just where to put you, baby girl.”
Daddy makes me sit under his desk on my knees. He puts a cushion on the floor so I don’t hurt. My shorts and panties are bunched around my ankles. My top pulled down to bare my breasts. Every once in a while Daddy reaches down to squeeze them or pluck my nipples. Every once in a while he pulls out his dick, even if there’s someone in the room, and I would stroke him and put my mouth on his head.
At noon, he locks the door again and makes me straddle his cock. With his finger in my asshole, Daddy fucks my pussy until we cum together.
By the end of the day, I’m heady with orgasms. Eager to obey Daddy’s commands. Eager for the loving ahead.
But after a quick dinner at home, Daddy drives us to the pool.
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“Do you still want to make the swim team next year?”
“Yeah.”
“Good girl. Daddy’s not going to let you fail.”
But he can’t resist temptation, and after a few miles Daddy tells me to pull his cock out. I stroke him obediently.
At the gym’s parking lot, we wait until it’s empty. My stomach flutters as I wonder what other dirty ideas Daddy has in mind. He has his hand under my panties and he strokes my pussy, getting me warm and wet as I wrap my fingers around his shaft.
Daddy checks his watch. “Time to swim.”
And at first, we do just that. I’d changed fast in the locker room. Daddy had me wear my old one-piece swimsuit from high school. I’m very self-conscious as I step into the pool. The lifeguard gives me a long look before he dozes off again.
Daddy walks along the pool edge staring at me as I do my laps. He’s in those tight Speedos that look like they could fall apart any second from the heavy bulge out front. A few women on the benches check him out, but Daddy’s focused solely on me. With every turn, I feel his eyes. As I churn through the water my pussy pulses, my heart hammers, and I blush intensely.
By closing time, Daddy pulls me out.
“Go shower,” he says in my ear. His voice is tense.
“Yes, Daddy.”
I realize he’s following me and I spin around. “What are you doing?”
We’re just out of the lifeguard’s view.
He jiggles my ass with a hard slap. “Go.”
Daddy follows me into the women’s locker room, and I’m so embarrassed I can’t lift my eyes. The place is empty thank god.
“Smells a lot better than the men’s,” Daddy says.
“You shouldn’t be here!” I hiss.
“I know. But I can’t wait.”
I get into a shower stall and he’s right behind me. Daddy turns on the shower head to max and steam swirls in the air.
“Strip.”
I peel off my suit, shy and flustered, and when I look up Daddy’s naked too. His cock is hard and an angry shade of red. He glares at my shaved pussy.
Daddy growls. He pushes me against the wall and kneels, his tongue parting my folds as his thumb rubs my clit.
I moan under Daddy’s touch.
He kisses his way up my navel and finds my mouth, filling me with my own taste.
“Good girl,” Daddy says. “You did great tonight.”
I pout. “So this is a reward?”
“This is me taking what’s my mine, baby girl.” He pulls my hands over my head. His tongue swirls over my throat and his other hand cups my pussy. Two fingers scoop into me. “Turn around,” he grits out.
“W-Why?”
“I’m going to fuck your other hole, Princess.”
A bolt of heat shoots through me. “Daddy I—I don’t know.”
He rubs my clit and pinches my nipples until I’m yearning to feel his cock inside me. Anywhere. Everywhere. Moisture slicks my inner thighs. It’s not water.
“Turn around. Now.”
I obey as Daddy lets go and I brace my hands against the wet tiles and rear my ass, spread my feet. Yesterday I was a virgin and now he wants to fuck my bottom. I’ve made him cum so many times today I thought he would be satisfied. My stomach flips and I feel almost sick until his tongue slides between my cheeks and a quivering sigh escapes my throat.
“You like that, baby?”
I clutch the tiles. “Yes.”
Sparks pop off in my asshole as Daddy licks me there, tracing his tongue over the puckered skin that pulses from his touch. My pussy is dripping as he flicks my clit at the same time, his face buried between my buttocks. He slaps my rounded cheeks and I press flush against the wall, gasping.
“Tell me what you want, slut.”
“I want . . . you to fuck my ass,” I whisper.
Another smack lands on my buttock. “Louder!”
“Fuck my ass, Daddy!”
“That’s a good girl.”
His cock punches through my anal ring in one thrust. A shrill cry leaves my throat. My asshole burns as Daddy invades my tight passage, straining deeper, forcing his thick cock between my cheeks. His hands dent the flesh of my ass as he pushes.
I whimper.
“So tight, little girl.” He thrusts again. “Take me in all the way. I want you to feel how hard you make Daddy.”
“Oh god!”
“All the way, dirty girl.” He leans into me and grabs my breast with one hand and his other roams all over, touching me in tender spots I didn’t know I had. Then he settles on my clit. His fingers whirl.
I cry out and buck back as Daddy shoves forward, plunging deeper. Fire stitches my walls and an aching pleasure swells inside. The pressure makes me dizzy. As his cock sinks in, splitting my depths, I rock back on Daddy’s hard cock, shaking and moaning.
His sac touches my pussy.
I feel every inch of him in my asshole.
“Good girl,” Daddy growls.
He drives into me, pounding my ass hard and fast in deep thrusts. Not even the shower can hide my cries. He fucks me up the wall. He fucks me face flat against the tiles. He swats my ass between frenzied thrusts.
There’s a gnawing in my belly. A ringing in my ears. Every part of me burns and sizzles and my asshole quivers in waves. He sends me over the edge. Past it. And when his fingers push into my pussy and his thumb presses my clit and his cock angles down in my ass, I shatter in waves and scream.
I claw against the wall as my asshole flutters and my pussy clenches.
Daddy grunts out his release as his cock jumps and spurts out hot cum.
I’m still trembling when he flips me around and holds my face and kisses me hard. His cock is pressed between us. I loop my arms around his neck.
Daddy bites my bottom lip and finally pulls away. “I love you, baby girl.”
“Daddy,” I whisper. I’m shocked, churning. His cum streaks down my thighs. “You—I can’t believe you—”
“Fucked you like a dirty little whore?”
I shake my head. “You were rough.”
“Yeah.” He pecks my lips. “Come on. Time to leave before they lock us in.”
I’m silent on the drive home. And so is Daddy. As the road stretches out I feel more and more upset. I’ve never cum so hard but like Daddy said, he fucked me like a whore.
He senses something wrong by the time we get inside. Daddy takes me to the kitchen and makes us hot chocolate.
“You okay?”
I cross my arms. “I’m your daughter. You can’t treat me this way.”
“Like what?”
“That rough.”
He strokes my hair. “You didn’t like it?”
“You followed me into the women’s locker room!”
“You played with my cock all day, baby girl.”
“You put me under your desk!”
“You put yourself there first.” He runs his thumb along my lip. “Bad little girl.”
“I’m not that bad.”
“I’ll make it up to you,” Daddy says. He puts his cup down. “Come on upstairs.”
I glance at the bulge in his pants and I roll my eyes, blushing. “You mean you want to have sex again?”
“I mean I’m gonna make that naughty little pussy cum. Nice and sweet.” He growls. “Come on.”
I let him drag me upstairs to his big bed. Daddy lays me down and kisses me all over. My anger fades and I pretend to pout, but he has me boiling again as he licks my tender clit, coaxing fresh moisture from my pussy.
“That’s a good girl,” he says.
Daddy tries to push a finger into my sore asshole and I nudge his hand away. “Not there.”
He growls. “Princess . . . ”
“I said no, Dad.” I comb my fingers through his hair. “My pussy. You had your way. Now listen to your little girl.”
Daddy peels open my folds and lifts up my clit with his tongue. He swirls over me until my breathing turns shallow and my spine arches. He slides his tongue under, licking at the edge of my spot.
“Right there,” I moan.
“You’re so wet, baby girl.”
“Don’t stop.”
His tongue brushes back and forth until I’m buzzing with heat.
“I need you,” Daddy groans. “I need my little slut.”
I gulp. He’s trembling, and as he crawls up I see his hard cock dripping strands of cum that trail over my tummy.
“Okay, but be gentle.”
Daddy locks his arms around mine and slides his cock into my pussy. He rolls his hips slowly as I close my legs around his back.
Better.
As my walls adjust, Daddy picks up his pace. Lust seizes him as his cock squelches in my body. It feels good. Pleasure streaks my spine to the pit of my belly as Daddy’s cock pumps in my pussy. The mattress starts to creak. Sweat lathers me.
“Harder,” I whimper.
“Harder?”
I bite my lip. “Yes.”
“Little slut.”
I clench his cock. “Just fuck me.”
“You don’t like getting fucked in the ass, baby girl. That’s all. But your cunt needs it rough. Isn’t that right?” He snarls. “Tell me.”
“Fuck me harder!”
Daddy swings his hips down and pounds my pussy in deep thrusts. He takes over as I twist and thrash. He throws his weight into me. He bites my breasts and hooks a thumb into my mouth. I suck him greedily as Daddy’s cock slams hard.
“Such a tight little pussy,” he grunts.
“Oh god! Oh yes!”
“Cum for me,” he commands. “Cum right now or I’ll bend you over on all fours and punish this pussy all night.”
I scream into his shoulder as my orgasm rips through me, and sparks fly in my vision. Daddy seizes up as my walls strangle his cock. His cock shudders as he buries himself in me to the balls, and I feel his sac draw up as he pumps cum in my pussy. We writhe together, locked together.
“Fuck, baby girl.”
“Oh Daddy.”
He wipes away the hair plastered across my forehead. He says in a soft voice filled with love, “Daddy’s little slut.”
I smile dreamily. “When you put it like that . . . ”
He holds me in his arms. “I’m gonna fuck this pussy every day.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
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