The idea made me wet, the thought of someone watching as my daddy Dom took me, used me, like only daddy could.
I loved and obeyed my daddy as any good little should so when he suggested we let someone watch I almost cam, I didnt, but almost.
I had been a brat lately...Ok so always, but he always knew when I came and my spanking list was already on the, shall we say, long side.
Daddy works alot and hadn't had time to administer the punishment I deserved, so I figured this might get me back in his good graces.
I had run to the store to get daddy a soda and some candy like a good girl and had no idea what was waiting for me when I got home.
I walked in the front door and found him in the living room watching t.v with a girl from his work.
I should tell you my daddy is a d.j. at a strip club and his dancers would do anything for him, and I was about to find out how true this was.
I recognized the girl with him. She was a beauty, a real blast to be around, sweet, and with a body and face that had won her many accolades in her career.
Nothing out of the ordinary here as he always took great interest in their well being and often had them over to unwind or just talk about thier problems.
Daddy didn't do anything with them besides flirt and that always turned me on.
Daddy held himself to high standards and made me weak with his commanding voice and stature.
"Do you want me to leave you two alone daddy?"
I asked as I walked in.
"No baby girl. Sit on the couch with daddy we have company."
I sat next to him and snuggled close as we watched one of the adult themed cartoons he watched.
I felt his hand rubbing my back, sides and ass.
Daddy had the best hands and I was getting wet from his attention.
His slow leisurely stroking was driving me closer than I wanted to be.
I knew better than to cum without permission and I wasn't going to ask when we had guests.
I decided to just close my eyes and try to keep my wits about me.
I must have dozed off under the soothing touch of his callused hands and when I opened my eyes I swore I was dreaming.
Daddy had two of his fingers in my "his" pussy while his thumb rolled , pinched, and put constant pressure on my clit.
Through sleepy and half closed eyes I saw the dancer, her eyes starring, mouth slightly open, as her hand disappeared into the unbuttoned waistband of her tight jeans.
Was I dreaming?
I hoped not.
My head was in his lap and I felt his cock growing under my cheek as his fingers stroked me with increased need.