"Are you sure you're ready for tonight Kitten?" He asked softly as he watched her pull off her running shoes. Even though her stomach felt like the inside of a mixing bowl she gave him a reassuring smile as she threw her socks into the hamper.
"Yes Daddy, I'm sure... I've wanted to do it for so long." A thrill went through Alyson's body as she looked at the bed next to her and saw the outfit she'd be wearing that evening when Daddy's friends would be coming over to watch the football game. She knew that the black micro skirt would barely cover her ass, meaning anytime she bent over she would be very much on display for Daddy's friends as she served them drinks and snacks during the game.
The thought of her bare little pussy peeking out from under the skirt sent her pulse racing with excitement. Random people seeing her, being aroused by her, wanting her, had always been a secret fantasy. Daddy was helping her realize that her fantasies could be a reality. She could feel the flush rising up her chest as she thought of Daddy's handsome friends getting hard as they watched her parade around in her skimpy outfit.
"I'm going to go shower Daddy," she said as she stood and pulled off her t-shirt, standing before him in just her shorts and a sports bra. If she started her shower know, she figured she could probably use the shower head to take the edge off before they arrived. Daddy nodded at her, his eyes locked on her body as she continued to pull off her clothes. She heard a growl of arousal when she pulled the bra over her head, letting her heavy breasts fall back down, bouncing slightly before they settled high on her chest.
She smiled to herself as she turned around, and grasping the top of her shorts she bent at the waist dragging them and her panties slowly down her legs. She could feel Daddy's eyes locked on her pussy which was now starting to drip from all of the thoughts running through her head. She loved teasing Daddy, making him hard and growly and needy until he finally burst and just took what they both knew was his anyway. She looked over her shoulder with a smirk seeing the lust in his eyes, then pranced naked to the bathroom and started the water.
She had just ducked under the water, and was reaching for the shower door when she saw him enter the bathroom, naked and powerful, his thick cock hanging heavy and hard between his legs. She took a step backward into the shower, intimidated by the raw sexuality radiating off of him as he crossed the floor. By the time he stepped into the shower, she was standing against the far wall, her hands behind her back submissively, looking up into his burning eyes.
Alyson could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in gasps, filled with excitement, lust, and even fear, though she knew he would never hurt her. Her pussy nearly gushed with her arousal as he looked down at her body and reached for her. His hand slid between her legs, two of his thick strong fingers slipping between her already swollen lips. She watched his eyes widen as he felt the proof of her excitement coating his fingers.
His free hand moved to her neck, his fingers extending up to her jaw and tilting her face to the side as his face lowered to her exposed neck. His scuff scraped over her sensitive skin just before his growling voice sent shivers down her spine and straight to her already quivering cunt.
"So wet already my little pet?" he asked her, his voice thick with lust, "Is it possible that you are excited about tonight?" His teeth nipped over her neck as she gasped and whimpered in acknowledgment of his question. "Do you like knowing that Jeff and Steve will be here, watching every move you make, hoping for another glimpse of your body?"
Alyson felt her knees going week as she again imagined their looks, their arousal growing under their pants, for her. She whimpered again, nodding breathlessly as his fingers continued to probe deeper into her. She felt as his fingers curled within her and began rubbing over her most sensitive spots, seeming to beckon her higher and higher. Those beckoning fingers pulled a moan of pleasure from her and she grasped at his wrist while fighting back the waves of pleasure already threatening to pull her under. "Oh Daddy," she whispered, another bolt of pleasure rocking through her from his expert fingering.
His teeth sank into her neck, the pain turning into pleasure as her back arched and her legs trembled even more violently. "You like showing off what Is mine little slut?" He growled in her ear, his words wrenching another moan from her suddenly parched throat. Her pussy gushed, her cream coating his fingers and running down his hand, mixing with the steaming water pouring over both of them.
She looked back up into his eyes, silently pleading for release, begging him to let her cum. Her nipples felt like bullets as she attempted to rub them against his chest, desperate for more stimulation, anything to push her over the edge and give her relief. As if he could read her mind Daddy lowered his head and took one of her big swollen nipples into his mouth. She barely had time to register the pleasure of his tongue sliding over the nub when pain flashed through her entire body. He had bit down into the sensitive nipple, sending pain coursing through her. The sensation was so extremely intense that it stole her breath and she arched her back in agony. In an instant her body seemed to explode, her orgasm blasting its way from deep inside her and sending shock waves through her.
He held her up as she quivered and shook, moaning softly as the pleasure receded and her strength returned. "Daddy," she whimpered as she looked up into his face. "That was so deep, so good."
"You know how to thank me little one," he said, his voice still a low growl as he fought his own urges to allow her time to recover. She smiled in anticipation and willingly sank to her knees before him, her hand curling around his iron shaft, the soft and smooth texture of his shaft and foreskin giving way to the throbbing hardness beneath. Her touch brought a bead of precum to his tip and she eagerly extended her tongue to lick it up, whimpering at his taste, masculine and salty and perfect.
She needed more and opened her mouth, pulling him deep into her waiting mouth. She gagged slightly as his uncut tip brushed against her throat but relaxed and let him push even deeper. She sucked and licked and caressed and stroked with practiced ease and care, knowing she was driving him even crazier with each passing second. Finally his fingers tangled themselves in her hair and he held himself deep in her throat as he came, shooting ropes of his creamy load down her throat.
His roar of release filled the shower as he came, her mouth soon filling with his delicious spunk. As his pulses diminished she pulled her mouth away and looked up to show him the load she had stored. As he watched she swallowed his load, enthralled by the feeling of being so naughty for him.
Eventually he recovered and his grip loosened on her hair and she stood up, pressing her body against his as he took deep, steadying breaths. "Mmmm that's my good girl," he whispered, and she smiled at his praise. Loving that she had made him proud. Reaching for the soap he gently washed her body, and hair before she did the same for him.