Daddy came home one evening with something special to give his baby girl for her 19th birthday. None of her friends were there thankfully--and bag in tow, he came around the hallway corner and knocked on her door. He really was a gentleman, after all.
The door opened after what seemed to be an eternity of seconds, and immediately all of that disappeared. The only thing he could feel was waist down right now; she was dressed up obviously to go hang out somewhere with her friends.
"Where are you off to young lady?!"
"The mall, dad-dy!"
Her bright blue eyes flashed through her semi-Gothic makeup and he grinned from ear to ear. Goddamn she looked good in dark lipstick. Her hair was blonde and straightened, but there was a streak of purple hair spray which ran down the front of her face. Daddy's' eyes ran down her body noting her more than questionably short jean skirt with black Gothic string tights and hardcore heels. As if that wasn't bad enough, she wore another yet impossibly tight (decidedly not goth) dark purple top which left nothing to the imagination, whatsoever.
"Oh! C'mon now!"
Her shoulders hung out of it and you could see her bra straps--the long sleeves covering her arms and halfway up her hands. A sweet flowery perfume wafted from her body up to his nose, and he thought she had good taste in perfume for being so young and not having had a mom to teach her.
"WHERE did you get this outfit!?"
He was going to enjoy this. It wasn't every day that she got a wild hair and changed her appearance. She smiled incredibly bright but it was reserved enough to know she was very pleased that he liked it while she unassumingly acted sultry as hell at the same time. How does she know exactly how to hit a nerve with him, he wonders.
"My friend Shasta. Do you like it?"
Daddy pushed his way through the door and closed it behind him almost too eagerly--he dropped his bag softly on the floor before he stepped closer to her, yet not near enough to touch her. If he was that close, he couldn't help himself and he wanted to mess with her a little.
"Well, you're not going to wear it out anywhere! But, daddy likes."
His eyes mind fucked her while she felt her body shudder at the sight of his equally big blue eyes looking her up and down with voracity. Even though they weren't blood related, no one could tell as they looked it. Her smile widened. She definitely knew she wouldn't get caught dead going out of the house in this number--especially when he was the one who would have to take her to the mall in the first place.
"Well if you want it off, I'm not going to do it." Her hands hugged her stomach and he could tell she wasn't completely comfortable--but her body begged for him. He could tell she was conflicted between trying to be her envisioned version of a temptress, and his childish baby girl. A smile broke his face when he saw that her eyes turned down to the side, almost begging the question of whether he would take her.
"Oh that girl," Daddy thought to himself how this sweet little 'innocent' girl had just turned the tables on her all powerful Daddy.
"Are you going to suck my cock baby?"
"YES! Please and I would like, Daddy?!"
Her eyes glittered, twinkling in the light with glassy beauty. Oh this drove him up the wall and she knew it. Stepping into her reach, his hands ran down her curvy hips gingerly before he took them and tapped the insides of her arms with his.
Knowing what he wanted, Ariana lifted her hands above her head and he wrapped the her long sleeved skin tight dark purple top up and over her head with ease, without her gaze breaking eye contact with his.
"And what's THIS?!"
His sweet innocent daughter was wearing a corset!? A fifty ton block hit him in the face while his mind soaked up this unbelievable visual while his pants tightened on his crotch. She was definitely too young to be wearing THAT!
Scooping her up to carry her, he dropped her onto her bed with enough force to make her giggle. Oh how she loved to do this to her daddy. Ariana had been planning this all week. She wanted to be as grown up as she could for him.
Secretly she'd hoped he'd pull it off of her telling her she's not allowed to wear it-- instead, she could hear her bangle bracelets chime when he jumped onto the bed on top of her; straddling her. He unbuttoned her leather gauged belt which was holding up her tight little jean skirt--the sounds of her zipper coming down making him as hard as he could be already.
Pulling down her skirt he groaned as he watched her creamy little legs--decked out in hooker tights mind you--slipping out of her skirt with his help. He didn't even pause as he slid his pants down.
"Daddy, I've wanted you for so long!"
Ariana was unbelievably wet--she couldn't hide the creamy stain that had formed on her thong. At least he knew she wore thongs before tonight, or this would've been too much for him to handle.
"Daddy?"
Just before he was about to just bury his cock inside her pussy, she got up onto her elbows--her bare hairless pussy just begging to get it.
"Yes, kitten?"
"May I?"
Now Ariana knew that this was like putting icing on top of the cake. She was sexually very, very aware of what she could do to him and she used her innocent facade to give the illusion that she didn't. But they both knew that based on her actions--she knew exactly what she was doing. Arianas' dark purple stained lips cracked a smile and the eyeliner around her eyes lit up her face like she was a goddess of some sort.
She scooted up the bed with her back up to the wall--her naked legs folded up to her chest and her delicious little pussy showing through between them.
Pushing up to her closer as he did, her Daddy spread her legs slowly and he pulled her bra off of her, too--flinging it across the room as he wasted no time finding her hot little snatch with his lips. He held off everything he had, just barely tease her little pussy instead of ramming it.
"This will let her know whose in charge here," he thought.
Blowing his hot breath and slight vibrations onto his little girls' clit--he watched for wetness seep out from between her pink little lips. Then the glistening sweetness showed itself for him and he couldn't help but taste it. He could hear her cooing up above him, her arms gliding around her body and her legs spread wide eagle now for him.
