Daddy's Little Whore

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ed being stuck in this hall full of men in their forties and fiftie

he past few years, the most I could do was

miliar face. His tall and athletic build towered over everyone in the room. His electric blue eyes on me made me su

are and I held tightly onto my wine

pair of white sneakers. The beautiful man stood across from me

his long deft fingers constantly raked them backward. The stubborn strands, how

who put them in their place, testing their texture and holding o

the other club members, even though he moved around the room, his every move

knew I was wat

of relief as I realized he wasn’t coming here for me. He moved towards a woman somewhere close to us and the moment he spoke, more hea

et nothings into my ear with that hypnotic voice o

ng me to get some of that ‘honey’ on my tongue.

whispered in Papa’s ea

wondered why it seemed like papa

der than me by a decade or two. I had never had anything to do wit

y direction. Every step he took seemed to make me lose so

ped before my dad and stretched a

oying the evening?” I k

urned his attention to me, where they belonge

alcohol only seemed to heighten whatever it was I felt at the moment.

to the pretty lady, Ka

was over the moon. He fuck

is my daughter, Kiera. She is in college. Kiera, this is C

r that, clinkin

rmured. Testing the

out his hand for a handshake and I tentative

humb caressed my palm slowly, every stroke sending my nerve cells into overdrive. I m

aid, “I will see you around.” With tha

eld a promise for me. An unspoken prom

noise and gain everyone’s attention. “It is time for the

lashes. He was conversing with a woman seated beside me and I felt something pri

are…” Papa read them out from

nipples had pebbled and I sneakily brushed across them through my chiffon

se. The temptation to leave here and get myself the

the man in my line of sight

s the members applauded, they filed out into the pi

ading. He never missed any shot. It was not so surpr

. I wished I was the water, quenching his thirst forever while I became one with him. Once he was done, his

ming cunt or I would explode right where I stoo

I blinked in surprise. I had not seen him approa

s Papa. I.. I am…Can I use

r permission.” He gave me a concerne

behind me. I looked into the mirror, panting heavily. And I flushed even hotte

fingers. “Fuck!” I gasped, elec

d put me in this situation in the first place, innocent

osing my luscious breast and flat tummy, dotted by a navel piercing. My t

ds hard. My boobs were one of my body’s most attractive fe

ion. I rubbed my legs togeth

g on the furry toilet seat, I ran a finger up my slit. I let out a satisfied sigh as my finger

s rubbed vigorously

ue on my juicy pussy, lapping all my cum as I neared a cl

not care. I rocked my hips in careless abandon, riding my palm

e underneath those clothes and I imagined it was those strong firm

daddy. Just like that please,” I whi

ultaneously as I came furiously,

-given orgasm I had given my

s my body rode out my orgasm. I smiled to

l’s door. I yelped in surprise, pressing my legs to

spine. Shit. Had I for

me, the door shut behind

? Did he hear everything?

g here?” I stuttered

nt, curled up naked in front of this man that I had just used to get an orgasm after

took me in, his voice a

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