Note: This story contains very mild D/s elements. I posted it as an exhibitionism story because that is the main element. If you take offense to girls calling their man Daddy then you won't want to read this, but otherwise there shouldn't be anything to turn you off.
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As I drove home that night I couldn't help but agree with Cynthia, the video was indeed very hot. I could feel my cock swelling down the right leg of my slacks as I thought about it. I was even tempted to pull over and watch it again, but realized that I had the real thing waiting for me at home. Knowing my naughty little Samantha, our earlier adventures in my office would have done nothing but increased her nearly insatiable appetite for sex.
Sure enough I had barely opened the door before I was almost knocked off my feet. A naked Samantha, accompanied by a squeal of excitement, had leaped into my arms and wrapped her legs around my waist. She covered my face with kisses and her hands shoved at my suit jacket as I stumbled and grabbed the wall to steady myself.
"Did you show it to anyone Daddy?" she asked between kisses. "Did you show people at work your naughty little slut swallowing your yummy cum?" She ground her needy little cunt against my shirt as she spoke, her heat searing my skin through the white fabric.
"No little one," I said as I grabbed her perfect ass in my hands, kneading and squeezing. My cock swelled and my hunger increased as I carried us to the kitchen table. "Cynthia did ask if she could watch it though."
A shiver ran through her body and she clenched her legs around me and bit her lip. A moan escaped her and I felt my shirt grow wet and hot. As I laid her on her back on the table she looked up at me, her cheeks brightened by a pink blush.
"Did you just cum little slut?" I asked in mock seriousness. "Did you just cum at the thought of my secretary watching a video of you sucking my cock under my desk?" Reaching down I grabbed one of her nipples and twisted just enough to make her whimper.
Samantha nodded and bit her lip. "I'm sorry Daddy," she said with a sexy whimper. "I couldn't help it. Just thinking about her watching me..." She trailed off and another shiver ran through her sexy little body.
Looking down at her I couldn't control myself anymore. Pushing her farther back onto the table I leaned over her, kissing down her body. As my mouth closed around her nipple I spread her legs and drove two fingers into her dripping pussy. Her back arched off the table as she moaned loudly. She came twice before my tongue even made it to her slit and I lost count of how many times she came on my face. Her ability to cum again and again never ceased to amaze me, but this time was even more than usual. She was so hot and needy that the slightest touch seemed enough to send her over the edge.
Finally I stood and looked down at her body, drenched in sweat and trembling. "Please Daddy," she whimpered. "Please give me your cock. Your tongue is so good but I need to feel full. Please Daddy!! She continued to writhe as she watched my hands slowly pulled away my clothes until I stood before her naked, my thick cock standing out straight from my body, pulsing up and down with my heartbeat. "Yes Daddy," she whispered at the sight. "Use your needy slut. Give me what I need."
Stepping up I pulled her to the edge of the table and shoved my cock into her soaking wet cunt. She was so wet that I was able to push inside her with little effort, despite the tightness of her walls. Leaning over her I thrust deep again and again. She moaned in relief as I filled her and closed her eyes, pulling her legs back. Slow and steady wasn't in the cards tonight and I pounded into her hard and fast, a red haze of desire clouding my eyes. Her moans quickly turned to screams as my thick member stretched her open more and more with each shattering thrust. Suddenly she went quiet, gasping for air as her body tensed. I felt her cum around me, my body drenched in hot juices and watched her eyes roll back as her mouth opened in a soundless plea of delicious agony.
I continued to hammer into her deep and fast as she came and came, finally feeling my balls tighten under my driving cock. Leaning over I growled in her ear and bit down on her lobe as I came. The room darkened around me as I came explosively, pouring my hot load into her ruined cunt. My body continued thrusting mindlessly as I came and came, her quivering walls milking ever last drop into her hungry hole.
Finally recovering I picked up her limp body and carried her to bed where we collapsed together. I don't think she even recognized the pillow under her head before she was out and I stayed conscious just long enough to think that I was the luckiest man in the world. "Nothing could ever top today," I thought to myself. Oh how wrong I was.
Samantha was still asleep when I left for work the next day, sleepily mumbling a goodbye as I kissed her cheek and left her there, naked and beautiful in my bed. The morning was great and I felt more relaxed than I had ever been in my life. Every thought of her brought a smile to my lips and every memory of the previous day made me shake my head in amazement. Those feelings continued throughout the week and Samantha and I enjoyed the longest sex-free span we'd had since our first night together. It seemed like I had finally satisfied that seemingly endless hunger that fueled her desires.
Until Friday morning that is, when I could see the light of arousal in her eyes as she kissed me goodbye at the door. That look seemed to remind me of my own desire and my shaft immediately began to swell in my slacks as I looked forward to that night when I could once again feast on her irresistible charms.
It's a good thing it was a slower day for me at work because I spent the morning almost constantly distracted by thoughts of my Samantha. It seemed like she was having a similar struggle because my phone kept pinging as she sent message after message, which quickly became dirty and naughty as her fantasies fueled her insatiable fire.
I was eating my lunch in my office and considering pulling up a few pictures of her on my phone to help me take the edge off and allow me to get through the day. Hell I had a few even from that day that I could pick from, pictures of her teasing the camera in her professional yet slutty secretary outfit, her bare smooth pussy peeking out from under her skirt. Just as I pulled out my phone and reached to undo my belt there was a knock at the door.
"Come in," I called, suppressing a growl of frustration. I expected Cynthia to pop her head in and remind me of some meeting or other that I had forgotten, but it was Samantha's head that peeked around the door, followed by the rest of her delicious body as she slid around the frame and closed the door behind her. He eyes flashed with desire as she put on her playful little voice. "Hiya Daddy," she said with a smile. "I just needed to come and see you. I know you're working but don't even mind me. I'll just sit here and watch you."
I seriously doubted that she had any intention of sitting there silently so I decided to play along. "Come on little one, you know Daddy can't have visitors in his office while he is working. What if someone comes in and sees you?"
She pouted a little before suddenly brightening. Walking around the desk she smirked at me and slid down to her knees. "I guess I'll just have to hide down here then Daddy." Without another word she crawled under my desk and made herself comfortable.
"Are you serious?" I began but she put her finger to her lips and hushed me.
"SHHHH Daddy I'm not here remember?"
Shaking my head in amusement I simply accepted the fact that she was going to do whatever the hell she wanted and I'd be happy with it anyway, because I loved her and loved making her happy. Scooting my chair closer I went back to work, occasionally looking down at her. She spent a few minutes playing something on her phone before putting it down and looking around. I could tell she was getting bored and wondered what she might do. Suddenly she spoke.
