"And what sort of girl is that then?" He asked.
"Don't be angry, but I've got a real thing for older guys."
"How much older?" He asked wriggling his finger around in my asshole.
"The youngest guy I've ever been with was 29, but he told me he was 32."
"Wow, and the oldest guy?"
"He was 57."
"You do have a thing don't you? Just so I know how many guys have you been with?"
"Over thirty" I looked down slightly embarrassed, "But I was good, I waited till I was 18 promise."
Daddy looked a bit stunned, he thought for a minute before saying anything.
"So in just over eighteen months you've had sex with more than thirty guys?"
"Yeah, but like some of them overlapped and a few were just one time things." I blurted out without thinking.
"Sarah, that is quite a lot of guys."
"But, like, I'm totally careful. I'm on the pill and I never let a guy cream pie me on the first date, well except that one time."
Daddy looked really shocked.
"Daddy, do you hate me now?" I asked, fuck I was almost in tears. Was Daddy going to be cross just cos I liked older guys and was kinda easy?
"Of course not baby, thank you for being so honest with me."
He leaned in and kissed me deeply, I drew him close tears of relief running down my cheeks. He pulled away slowly and wipped the tears from my cheeks.
"There's one more thing I gotta show you. Please don't be mad."
I pulled myself off Daddy's finger and turned over on the coffee table so my ass was presented to him, doggy style. I could feel more of his thick cum drip out of me as I moved round. I found a napkin on the table, moistened it with some water and rubbed the spot on my ass cheek, slowly the concealer came away and there was my tattoo.
A bright red heart with a banner across it saying;
Daddy's Girl
I lay there silently as Daddy admired my ink. Again I felt really nervous, what would he think of me, Would he be mad? I felt his finger tips brush over my tat, tracing the outline.
"Daddy's Girl What's that all about then?" He asked.
I took a deep breath knowing I was going to confess to him.
"I always called the guys Daddy."
"All of them?"
I looked over my shoulder and nodded at him.
"You're a very bad girl aren't you?"
"Yes Daddy." I whispered over my shoulder at him, "Very bad indeed."
I could feel the tip of his dick against my cum filled pussy, he was hard again. He pushed the tip of his dick into me and swirled it around, it felt so good I moaned out loud. Then he withdrew I glanced back at him wondering why he'd taken it away, then I felt it on my asshole, slowly, he pushed the fat head of his dick into me. I love anal and he penetrated me easily. I could feel him rest against me, his dick deep in my bowels. I looked round at him as he enjoyed my ass.
"I didn't even know the names of three of them, I just knew they were over forty."
Daddy started to fuck my little ass, full deep strokes, stretching my hole wide open. I knew it wouldn't be long till I would cum again.
"One guy thought I was a hooker and paid me $100 to fuck me."
Daddy gripped my hip hard. I think he likes that I'm easy.
"Did you take the money?" He asked driving himself as deep into me as he can.
"It seemed rude not to."
Daddy slammed back hard into me, making me groan with pleasure as he buried himself deep in me again.
"That's not the first time I've made a porno either."
Daddy ground his dick into me hard, gripping me round the waist.
"But most of them just like me to pose for photos"
"What kind of photos do they like to take?" Daddy asked breathing hard.
"Lots of them like photos of me with cum on my face and tits, or with me playing with myself."
Daddy slammed into me hard, losing control completely he pounded my ass hard I knew he was seconds from cumming, and I let myself go and as he came deep in my ass I came too, feeling my sphincter clamp down on his dick as we both came together.
After a few seconds Daddy slid his dick out of my ass, I knew I was gaping open, the way I always did after anal.
"Some of them like to take a photo of me like this, gaping and full of cum."
I turned round and sat again on the coffee table admiring my sweaty Daddy, with his now spent dick hanging limply as he caught his breath.
"I've wanted you for so long. I'll do anything for you."
"You might regret that when you find out what a pervert I am."
Replied Daddy.
"I won't mind, I'll do anything you want, do you want to share me with all your friends?"
"Maybe."
"Would you like to see me with another girl?"
Daddy grinned wolfishly.
"Now that is a very good idea, you're a bad little slut ain't ya?"
"Yes Daddy, I'm your bad little slut."
With that we both went back upstairs, me first so Daddy could admire my ass and the cum oozing out of me, and we showered before slipping into bed together for the first time.
I woke up before Daddy and snuck out of bed to get changed so I could make him breakfast before helping to clean up the den.
A few minutes after I got down stairs and started the breakfast I heard Daddy getting up, he appeared at the kitchen door just as I poured the coffee. His jaw hit the floor as he stared at me, all done up in my sexy French maid's outfit. My long legs clad in sheer nylon, the short skirt of my uniform not covering the tops of my thigh highs revealing my garter belt. My waist cinched in with the tight laces pushing even more of my ample boobs right up and the low cut top barely covering my nipples. My long blonde hair piled up all sexily with little ringlets dropping down and a thin black choker at my neck, with my five inch stripper heels setting the whole outfit off to perfection.
"Good morning Daddy." I said handing him the coffee.
"Holy fuck! You look, amazing! But why?"
"Don't you remember Daddy, I said I'd help tidy up the den and these are clothes for cleaning."