Carly Sneaks Out

Thanks to Allaboutne for editing.

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Summer was quickly coming to an end giving way to fall's bright colors and cool evenings. Little Carly was feeling lonely and bored. Daddy was away on business and she missed him. Desperate for some fun, Carly decided to break one of Daddy's rules and go out dancing alone. Surely it would be okay, daddy was out of town, it's not like he will ever know she was breaking any rules.

Carly put on a cute two-piece outfit, a small skirt, and tight top. She liked the way the low rise of the skirt showed off her hard flat abs and her tight little ass. To the outfit, Carly added black leggings with a white bow at the back of the top. The leggings showed off Carly's long shapely legs and ended just below her skirt. She finished the ensemble with an adorable black broad-brimmed hat and a pair of black pumps. Carly liked what she saw in the mirror. Too bad Daddy wasn't here to see her, he'd approve!

Heading out to the dance club Carly felt a twinge of excitement. She'd never disobeyed Daddy like this before. But it wasn't fair, she was stuck at home all alone and Daddy was away. What could a young, bored girl do but go dancing?

Carly arrived at the club and it was wall to wall people. The music was loud and thumping. The multi-colored lights were bright and moved to the rhythm of the music. The dance floor was full of bodies moving to the beat. 'This is more like it,' Carly thought as she took a seat at the bar. The bartender asked for her order, Carly decided on a virgin margarita instead of liquor. She wanted to keep a clear head since she was driving.

Sipping her drink, Carly watched the crowd. Swaying to the music in her seat at the bar Carly felt so naughty. 'What would Daddy do if he found out?' Carly thought.

It wasn't long before Carly caught the eye of a handsome man about her age. She stiffened as he approached. Carly considered leaving. After all, she was breaking the rules and she'd never done anything like this before. Daddy would be furious!

She didn't get up, instead she shyly half smiled as the young man introduced himself. His name was Ted and he worked at the cellular kiosk in the mall and so on... Ted was handsome but nothing he said was of any interest to Carly. That is until he asked if she wanted to dance. Did she want to dance? Of course she wanted to dance!! That was the whole reason for being at the club!

On the dance floor, Carly moved to the music. She loved to dance! Ted, however, moved like he was wearing cement shoes. He had no moves whatsoever. Separating herself from Ted, Carly found herself in the middle of the dance floor dancing alone. It was magical. The music, the lights, Carly felt as though she were the only one at the club!

Suddenly Carly became aware that someone was very close, matching her dance moves, swaying with her occasionally brushing against her. First her arm, then his hands were on her hips. She started to pull away but he just followed her moving in closer.

This wasn't Ted, this was a different boy. This boy could dance! He was tall and lean, edgy with a bit of scruffy beard. His dark hair contrasted with his piercing eyes. His tight shirt showed off his tattooed biceps. He wore snug jeans ripped at one knee. His model looks, hard body, and bad boy attitude had Carly captivated.

One dance became two then three. Carly lost track of how many songs she and this bad boy whose name she didn't know danced. Her anxiety over breaking Daddy's rules were fading as was her inhibitions. Carly was having so much fun!

Soon the music slowed down and Carly started to head back to her seat at the bar. But her mystery dancer reached out and took her by the hand. He pulled her in close. Holding her hand in his, with his other hand on her hip they started to dance to the music. Carly didn't resist, instead, she put her free hand on his shoulder and moved with him to the music. She wasn't sure when it happened but somehow both of his hands ended up around her waist and her arms were around his neck. She placed her head on his shoulder, they were very close now.

Carly was struck by her mystery boy's scent. It was a pungent fragrance not like Daddy's light citrus scent. This was more of a combination of patchouli, leather, and musky perspiration. His pheromones were hard at work. Carly found herself feeling a twinge of arousal building in her thin black panties. The music played on as her bad boy slowly slid his hands down her hips to caress her firm ass. His face was close to hers and she could feel his breath on her cheek and neck.

His scent filled her nostrils. Carly slid her hands down to hold onto his waist. She could feel him becoming aroused. His hardness pressing into her groin through her skirt. She reacted by slightly grinding her pelvis into his, rubbing the growing firmness trying to free itself from his jeans. Her panties were getting damp as the bulge in his jeans grew more obvious. He moved in to kiss her but Carly turned away. She was Daddy's girl and she didn't want to kiss this boy.

Suddenly, inexplicably, Carly felt like she was being watched. The club was full of people, many watching the handsome edgy boy intertwined with the beautiful lithesome young girl on the dance floor, but this was different. It was like there was one pair of eyes taking in every move she made. Carly continued to dance to the slow music and grind into her partner's fully erect manhood. She even let him discretely squeeze her butt. That alone almost sent her over the edge. God, she was wet and she was being so naughty.

Meanwhile at home, Daddy came home from his trip a day early. He hadn't called, he wanted to surprise his little Carly. Only Daddy was the one surprised. When he came home Carly was nowhere to be found! Calling her cell phone, he got no answer, only voicemail. After making a few calls without success, he decided to head out for a drink. It had been a long trip the work had been grueling and he was tired. All he wanted to do was cuddle in front of the fireplace with his little girl, but a drink at the bar would have to suffice. Carly would turn up, she was probably over at her brother's house visiting her nieces.

Daddy pulled into the parking lot and parked. Getting out of the car he thought he should find a quieter place than the dance club. It would be loud and crowded and Daddy didn't like crowds. But, the club was close and convenient and there was something to be said for all of the eye candy that would be gyrating on the dance floor.

Carly was his baby girl and he loved her to the moon and back, but he also appreciated watching the pretty girls trying to get the boys attention. Daddy enjoyed reading the menu but he planned on getting his dessert at home! Once inside the club, he found a booth in a dark corner away from the crowd but with a clear view of the dance floor. Sipping a bourbon he surveyed the dance scene.

There was a couple that caught his attention. They were in perfect sync with the music and danced as though they were the only two people in the club. The young man was about 6 ft. tall, lean and muscular. The boy was attractive, he had an edginess and a cocky air about him.

His dance partner was tall and slender with a petite build. She had legs for days and the cutest ass. She totally rocked the outfit she was wearing. That outfit seemed familiar, Daddy swore he had seen it somewhere before but just couldn't place where.

No matter, Daddy couldn't take his eyes off of the young man's dance partner. She moved with the grace of a ballerina. She was captivating. Her skirt moved with her, hugging her firm ass and showing off her flat abs. beneath the hat, she wore her dark blonde hair swirled. It's pink highlights catching the bright dance floor lights. Her face was that of an angel. Her bright green eyes, her smile, her... Wait... is that Carly? That beautiful girl on the dance floor with that cocky boy was Daddy's little girl, Carly!

Carly was having a great time. The music, the crowd, the dancing, it was all like a fairy tale dream. She even liked this stranger she'd been dancing with. He was holding her and she was holding him. His cheek on her head, her head on his shoulder. His sexy aroma had her head spinning. She let her hands slide down his hips and she could feel his muscular ass beneath his jeans.

He moved his hands from her hips to her ass, tracing the curve of her sweet little ass he discreetly ran his fingers up under the hem of skirt. Carly was aching to be touched. Daddy had been gone for so long and her little purple vibrator just wasn't as satisfying lately. Carly was enjoying the moment. Still, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched.

Daddy sat there dumbfounded. There was his little Carly dancing with a man! Not only that, but she had her hands on his ass and it looked like he just slipped a finger up under her skirt! Daddy started to get up. Looks like this guy is about to get an ambulance ride tonight. This bastard is definitely a dead man walking, or dancing or... Daddy was so angry he couldn't see straight.

As he started to slide out of the booth to confront Carly, Daddy stopped short and realized that he had a raging hard-on! He was actually aroused by watching his little girl flirt with this young stud. Daddy sat back down. There was always time for an ass whooping later. For now, he wanted to see how far Carly was willing to go. She is definitely breaking all the rules.

The slow song ended and the music picked up the pace. Carly and her soon to be cadaver weren't locked in an embrace anymore but were dancing and swirling to the hard electronic dance beat of the DJ. Daddy loved watching Carly dance. More than once Carly would turn her back on the boy and let her firm ass bump into his groin. Even from where Daddy sat it was apparent that her dance partner was sporting his own erection. Daddy wasn't the only one that liked Carly's moves!

The music played and the couple danced. But it soon became obvious that Carly was distracted. She wasn't looking at the boy dancing in front of her so much as she was scanning the room. Daddy wondered what it was she was looking for. Carly liked that she had this boy super aroused. He wanted her, that much was obvious. His erection was definitely showing as it strained against his jeans. Carly too was aroused. Her panties were thoroughly wet now.

She almost gave in and let the boy kiss her when they were slow dancing. But she didn't, she belonged to her Daddy. Daddy owned her and there were rules that Carly absolutely would not defy. God, she missed her Daddy. What she wouldn't give to feel his lips pressed against hers right now. She wanted to feel Daddy's hands on her, caressing her, exploring her little girl bits like only he could.

Then, as if a homing beacon had locked onto her. She saw what had been right in front of her. She didn't know how long he'd been watching or how much he'd seen, but there was her Daddy watching her! 'Oh shit! Oh shit! I am so busted!' thought Carly. But instead of looking angry, Daddy was smiling!

Their eyes met and now they were both aware of the other's presence. Daddy saw that Carly was now looking straight at him with a deer caught in headlights look on her sweet face. Carly looked like she was about to make a run for the door. She had every reason to be worried. She was out at a club alone, she was dancing with a boy, she had this boy believing he was getting somewhere with her and, knowing Carly, she was probably wet with excitement.

Carly knew she was in big trouble and didn't want to consider the punishment for all the rules she had broken tonight. Should she pretend she didn't see Daddy and leave the club? Should she go to Daddy and try to explain her actions? Carly could feel the anxiety building, her mind was swirling with the consequences of her actions tonight.

As she danced and was looking at her Daddy he did something totally unexpected. He smiled and raised his drink to her. Then he gave a wink and nodded his head in approval. Daddy wasn't angry at all! Carly was awash with relief and at that moment she climaxed while dancing. Her orgasm was so intense she almost collapsed. To keep upright she threw herself into the arms of the boy. Surprised, he responded by catching her but not without slyly copping a feel of Carly's petite breast. The sensation sent electric shock waves through Carly. This was so confusing yet exhilarating!

Here she was dancing with a stranger and, as if that weren't enough, she was letting the stranger grope her. Carly liked the taboo feeling of another man caressing her, wanting her, hungering for her while her Daddy watched. Daddy couldn't believe his eyes.

There was his Carly dancing with someone else. Instead of being angry or hurt Daddy was aroused. There was something about watching his little girl dance with another man, arouse another man, and even let another man touch his little girl! However, Daddy was confident that his little Carly was his and only his. She loved him and Daddy loved his baby girl. Even if she was breaking his rules.

Maybe Daddy wouldn't need the shovel in his trunk tonight. Carly's boy toy was clueless that he was being watched or by whom, let alone being played. So, with Daddy's approval, Carly danced on. Now with a new purpose. She was showing off for her Daddy. Just how excited could she get her suitor and how far would Daddy let her take this affair?

Eventually, the bad boy got a little bolder, a little more confident. After all, he had this naive ingénue in his control. He was in charge, or was he? He began to touch Carly more often becoming more assertive. Brush her breast, slap her ass, run his hand down the front of her skirt to her soaked groin. He continued to try stealing a kiss but Carly would not relent. Instead, she flipped her hair in his face.

Grind her wet panties against the bulge in his pants, run her fingers through his hair. All the time Daddy sipped his bourbon and watched and got harder and harder until he thought he would explode right there in his pants. Soon there was a break in the music. Daddy could see the boy whisper in Carly's ear. She smiled and nodded. Carly glanced over her shoulder at Daddy as the boy took her hand and headed to the exit at the back of the club.

'Grabbing a smoke?' thought Daddy. 'Or did Carly have something else in mind?' Swallowing the last of his drink, Daddy headed toward the exit. Once at the door, he hesitated. What if they were standing right outside? What should he say, what should he do? Slowly, cautiously Daddy opened the door and stepped outside.

The door led to an alley in back of the club. It was lit by a single flood light over the door. Daddy looked around. Carly and the boy were not in sight. Daddy stood there silent, waiting. Just as he was beginning to panic Daddy thought he could make out a low moan. Not a moan born from pain but a moan that Daddy himself had uttered many times in the past. The unmistakable moan of pleasure. Not just any pleasure but the special uncontrolled throaty moan that comes from having his cocked sucked by Carly. Daddy's little girl was sucking her dance partner's dick!

Curious, Daddy quietly sought out their hiding place. There was a doorway next to the club. It wasn't totally dark, being partially lit by the single flood light over the club's exit and Daddy could make out the young couple. There, with his back against the wall, was the boy. His jeans were unzipped and gaping open. His head lowered watching Carly work her oral magic. He had a hand on either side of her head unnecessarily guiding her mouth back and forth over his hard cock.

He was maybe 9 inches in length and somewhat thick, Carly was taking in all of him. Gagging slightly when he was fully in her mouth. She had one hand holding tightly onto his ass while the other hand cradled his scrotum. His cock going in and out of Carly's mouth, her saliva glistening on his shaft in the dim alley light.

Daddy could make out the boy's encouragement between his moans, "That's it, baby. Oh God! Suck it, suck it! Ummmfff."

Daddy couldn't be prouder of his little girl. She was in total control of this poor chump. He was putty in her mouth! Her mouth came off of his dick only to take in his scrotum and roll his balls around in her mouth. Then Carly would start at the base of the shaft and run her tongue up the underside to the glans where her lips would slowly part taking in the tip. Daddy could hear her sucking above the boy's moans of ecstasy.

Soon, almost uncontrollably, the boy's hips began to move in time with Carly's rhythmic head bobbing. In and out. In and out! Faster and faster. Louder and louder! Until suddenly he began to shake, his knees buckled slightly. Drawing back until only the head of his cock was in her mouth Carly stopped moving. I could see her cheeks pull in as she sucked. She sucked hard without moving. But Daddy knew, even though her head wasn't moving, that her talented tongue was giving that boy's cock the ride of his life!

Then, as expected, he let loose. With a gasp of relief, the boy unloaded all of his hot cum into Carly's eager mouth. Carly continued to suck until she had swallowed everything he had to offer. Even after the boy was spent and was starting to soften, Carly continued to suck the flaccid penis. His hands still on her head, moving with her.

It was then that Daddy stepped from the shadows and said, "She prefers that you pull her hair." Carly had been aware that her Daddy was watching and did not react.

The boy, however, was taken by surprise. He jerked back, hitting his head against the brick wall with a thud. "Who the fuck are you old man? What are you doing here?" The boy exclaimed angrily.

Carly stood up, smiled at her conquest as she wiped a little stray cum drop from her lip with her finger and said coyly, "That's my Daddy and he's come to take me home."

Daddy took Carly by the hand and led her back into the bar leaving the boy looking stupid with his limp dick still glistening from Carly's saliva and lipstick on the shaft. His pants having dropped to his ankles.

Walking through the club and out the front to the car Daddy said, "You are in big trouble little girl, you know that, right?"

"Yes, Sir," Carly replied. They got into Daddy's car. Carly and Daddy sat in the car for what seemed an eternity without speaking.

Finally, in a quiet tone, Daddy spoke, "Are you as turned on as I am?"

To which Carly simply replied in a demure voice, "More."

Daddy reached over and removed Carly's hat, tossing it into the back seat. Pulling her close by her hair he kissed Carly. Hard, passionate, deep, they kissed. He could taste the fresh cum still on her lips. Instinctively Carly moved her hand to caress the bulge in Daddy's lap.

"It's Daddy's turn, Kitten." With that Carly turned to suck the one cock that she'd been wanting all night.

As Carly worked her way around Daddy's erection he ran his hand down her back and over her ass to her soaked panties. Giving her ass a quick sharp smack Daddy pulled the thin fabric to the side before plunging his thick fingers into her silky wet pussy. As Carly's head bobbed up and down on his rod he moved his fingers in sync in and out of her quivering little girl bits.

Putting the car in gear Daddy headed home. "We'll come back for your car tomorrow, Kitten." Daddy said.

Road head and finger fucking didn't seem like punishment to Carly. Daddy continued to finger fuck her swollen pussy. It was now Carly's turn to moan. The more she moaned the harder Daddy's cock seemed to get until he couldn't take it anymore. His ass tightened as his cock started to pulsate. Increasing the pressure of her sweet lips on the head of his dick Carly took a deep breath in anticipation of his hot seed. Then it happened, Daddy unloaded. Carly swallowed all that his loins had to offer.