u/dadstracted_again

Some time in the late evening, the reading lamp casts a warm dim light across the otherwise dark living room. Daddy is sat on the couch, shirtless in a pair of casual shorts, working through some post modernist book he thinks helps him understand the world better.

But I can see you from the corner of my eye. Walking out from the bedroom trying to look casual. The thigh highs and garter belt peeking out from under your big sweater betraying your nonchalance.

"Come join me baby girl" I tell you. Eyes not lifting from the pages...just a pat in my lap to show you where you're needed.

You feel that flutter move down your body..slinking on to the couch...laying your pretty head in my lap as my hand settles easily in the curve of your waist. A little sigh of content escapes your lips as the smell of your perfume settles over me.

And while I do exhibit some self control, keeping my eyes on the pages...the growing warmth where your pretty face lies and my hands slowly exploring the hem of your sweater and the straps underneath say otherwise...

But my hands seem to be moving on their own. Rolling you gently on your stomach so they can enjoy the feeling of your perfect ass. Fingers teasing the edges of your thighs, noticing you don't have any panties along with your garter. Slowly working their way towards your wetness as a moan echoes in the quiet room.

"Quiet baby girl. Daddy is reading" I growl, as my finger slides into you. Your face nuzzled against my growing bulge. Your little nails clawing at it instinctively while daddy stays glued to his book.

Another finger joins the first. The only way you can stay quiet is by teasing the hardness under my shorts with your mouth. Realizing you are completely under daddy's control as you melt into my strong hands, your back arching instinctively to feel me deeper.

It seems like an eternity until you feel my eyes on you, as I calmly mark my place and set my book down.

That mindless feral look in your eyes is far more engaging than any book could ever be.

"Stand up and take that sweater off darling"

My eyes don't leave yours until that sweater passes over your head. Taking in your perfect little body in the dim glow of the reading lamp. My shorts falling off with a muffler thwack as my cock springs free, baby still standing. Presenting herself for me. Her eyes glued firmly on my cock as I slowly stroke it, looking back at her.

"Is this what you want baby girl?"

Your response is part moan, part whimper, though not any kind of coherent thought. You're straddling me as soon as my free hand reaches for your hips. My hands exploring your perky nipples...down to your hips...before guiding you down on to my cock. On to your favorite seat in the whole entire world.

You're quivering before I can even start to bounce you. The weight of daddy's control over you lingers in the room, his hands knowing exactly where to go, knowing where you belong pushes you to orgasm. Biting into my traps to try and muffle your moans as I start to pump you harder from below.

Your putty in my hands now. No thoughts in your head except for the little fireworks that go off with every thrust. Your arms wrap around my neck instinctively as I suddenly pick you up. Gravity and my strong arms keeping you impaled on my cock.

The sound of your messy little pussy smacking against my lower abs reverberates inside. My cock swelling, your pussy tightening. The story ending in a mess of juices, growls and moans as we cum together. A mess of fluids dripping down my thighs.

We collapse back on to the couch. Enjoying the aftershock, still entwined.

"Sweet dreams baby girl"

It was a long day.

Where things seem to be expanding exponentially. Threads everywhere. Every one thinks their problems take priority. Rude and entitled.

And so I'm sat on the couch. Eyes starting at the wall (or through it?). Disassociating till the sight of you coming out of the bedroom brings me to.

My t-shirt is draped over your perfect little body. Some new hardcore band I've been listening to when I need to blow off some steam at the gym. Trying to look casual, but I see that you've done your makeup...your hair up how I like it. I'd wonder what lingerie you had on underneath, but your perky nipples poking out of the thin cotton betray part of the surprise.

You saunter over to my lap....straddling me as your nails run down my chest. The heat radiating from between your legs as you sit tells me that panties weren't needed either. Surprise surprise.

I can see a devious little glint in your eye. You're dressed for my gaze but you want to make me work for it. No words are shared as your hands crawl under my shirt. Pulling it up and over my head as you kiss down my chest...slinking down to your knees as you kiss down my abs, one by one.

But then you stop; a bratty grin peeking through as you start to tease my waistband with hands and lips. My bulge straining against my slacks.

Something snaps in me. You're mine. And tonight is not a night where I tolerate your games.

"Up."

I'm on my feet in an instant, my arms reaching to pull you with me. Grabbing your hips to push you against the wall I was staring through earlier. Practically ripping my shirt as it flies off you. Your nails instinctively wrapped around my back...digging in. Holding on for the ride.

That bratty little glint in your eye is gone now. Replaced by something far more feral. Those pretty little hands manically clawing at my belt to get my pants off. My arms wrapped around your little waist as I lean down to hungrily suck your nipples as you grind against my thigh pressing you against the wall.

I flip you around to face the wall. Bent over to present to me what's mine. That glistening tight little slit. You feel a sharp sting as a smack rings out in the room. A sharp moan escaping you as you instinctively bend further, hoping for another one. Baby always looks better with my handprints on her.

My free hand grabs a fistful of your hair, done up in the perfect handle. Firmly holding you in my grip as I oblige you with another smack. But that wet little mess is too enticing...grabbing your hip and thrusting inside you, anything but softly.

"Mmmm fuck" I growl. There's no words needed between us. Our animal brains have been switched on.

The sound of my balls slapping your wet little clit ring out in the room....both hands on your hips as I start to lift you...as you try your best to balance against the wall.

I'm always curious which one will melt first...your brain or your pussy. Given the incoherent cock drunk ramblings coming out of your mouth, I'm inclined to choose the former.

But then you tense. Your pussy gripping me like a glove as my thrusts become frantic. The way you quiver and shake as you cum for me is like an earthquake. Pretty pink fireworks going off in your brain, knowing this is what you were made for.

It doesn't take long for me to join. That vice grip does things to me that I can't truly put into words. A final swollen thrust as I fill you deep, setting off a second wave of shivers..not sure whose juices are dripping down us.

We lie against the wall pressed together. My cock still slowly pumping you. My hot breath on the nape of your neck; my breathless chuckle.

"And how was your day princess?"

When the taxi finally pulls up in front the emotions are hard to place. Relief mostly...but a hunger lurking in the back of my mind.

Through the door I toss my bags aside...trying to make a mental note of everything from the week...a Monday Daddy problem.

I creep upstairs, knowing it's late, that you're probably dead asleep as I strip out of my stuffy work clothes. Passing into the dark bedroom in nothing but my boxer briefs.

But the light from the bathroom illuminates your perfect little naked body, the sheet draped tastefully over you. Accentuating your curves...the soft rise and fall of your breasts...and your pretty little pussy peaking out just a bit.

It must be my tired eyes playing tricks on me because I swear it's already glistening for me....

And as I saunter over, leaving my briefs on the floor as I climb into join you, my hands are drawn to you , peeling away that sheet and replacing them with my strong hands.

Even in your dream state your body can't help but melt into mine. Your nipples perking up, your legs unconsciously spreading to make way for my exploring hands. Confirming my suspicions as my fingers slide slowly down your wet lips.

It doesn't take long before your back is arching...are you dreaming as daddy enters you? Feeling how his cock stretches you. How he's molded to him in every way. Your brain, body, and pussy all fit just for him.

Of course, you're not dreaming at all. When I want my baby girl I get her. And her sweet little lips gripping me help melt away a long week of work.

My grip starts to tighten, strokes getting stronger as your eyes flutter awake. Your pussy quivering all over me as you realize this is better than any dream. My hot breath on your neck. Each stroke awakening you, bringing you to where you need to be.

I can feel you fucking me back now, the way our bodies move in sync. Long slow strokes as one hand finds your clit...the other placed firmly around your neck. Making sure you remember you belong to me.

"Up late baby girl?" I whisper in your ear, feeling the smirk in my voice.

Only desperate little "mmmhm" escapes your lips as youre too focused on pleasure, but a sudden feeling of emptiness elicits a desperate moan.

You finally turn, eyes meeting mine. Seeing me relaxed on my back. Hard cock in the air, already covered in baby's sweet juices.

"Show daddy how much you missed him"

And just like that baby is wide awake and impaled on my cock. Where she looks best. Daddy inside her, his hands able to explore her curves as his eyes drink her in.

Knowing daddy likes a show you start riding with reckless abandon. Riding back and forth before you bottom out on my cock. My strong hand pressed against your clit. Overcome with pleasure as you cum for daddy the second time.

My hips lift. Elevating you in the air as I start to fuck you from below. Enjoying how easy my little toy can be put wherever I want. My hands grip your hips tighter. The strokes becoming more frantic.

Your practically floating as we finally climax together ... Your hands falling to my chest to try and keep some semblance of balance. My strokes deep. Holding you in place as we pulse together. Milking every last drop until you collapse on top of me.

Our breathing heavy as we stay entwined, minds wandering to a naughty week ahead.

You knew you were in trouble as soon as you caught me in the mirror. Not bad trouble of course. Just the trouble a good girl gets into when her brain gets turned into putty by a very naughty daddy.

Putting the finishing touches on your makeup as you felt my hands slid slowly around your hips. Enjoying the view of daddy dressed smartly in a knitted shirt that's tight in all the right places. Slacks that cover his strong legs and baby's favorite toy.

My hands running up the curves of your skintight dress bring you to. Your legs already going weak.

"Almost ready baby girl?" I ask you, desire dripping off every word. My hands slowly playing at the hem of your dress as my hands crawl underneath it. Peeling off the pretty lavender panties you had picked out for daddy. A string of wetness already trailing along with them.

"You won't be needing these tonight"

Daddy runs a finger between your thighs, feeling how warm and dripping you are for me already. Your legs buckling as your hands grip the counter. Slowly placing my finger in your mouth as you mindlessly suck your juices off me.

"Don't smudge your lipstick just yet baby girl, we don't want to be late"

The light is slowly spilling into the room...we left the shades up last night. The neighbors must have gotten quite the show.

The lines of the blinds splayed across your perfect little body...in nothing but those pretty red panties from the set you wore last night.

I roll over and wrap my arms around you..feeling your curves, the way your nipples perk up at my touch. Knowing who they belong to.

You're still in a dream state as you instinctively arch your back. Your hand subconsciously drifts to pull your panties to the side. Exposing a needy little slit still a little drippy from the treat I left you last night.

It doesn't take long for me to slide in. By now your pussy is carved in the exact shape of my cock. The perfect fit.

Slow at first while one hand plays with your nipples and the other strums your clit, melting you deeper on to me...giving yourself to my touch.

But I'm hungry this morning. The thrusts become more forceful as that gentle hand on your nipples slides up to your throat. My hot morning breath on the nape of your neck.

You're close now. Everytime my grip tightens your pussy loses a little more control. My cock swelling with every stroke as your eyes flutter open with a soft moan...quivering and cumming on my cock as I pump you full, in perfect sync.

You feel my nibble on your ear before whispering:

"Good morning baby girl"

The way your hungry eyes sparkle when you look up at me.

Your face fitting perfectly in the palm of my hand while I caress your cheek.

Your lips mindlessly sucking on my thumb.

The fog rolling into your pretty little head, knowing this is where you belong.

All for that moment when I tilt your head up by your chin.

That look of approval.

And the way your pretty little hands claw greedily at my waistband when I tell you:

"Go ahead baby girl, you earned it."