Saturday morning was looking up as Monica woke up to the sounds of birds chirping outside her bedroom window. She rested well for once. It had been an exhausting week at school. Her antics had gained a following. She had played matchmaker. Had multiple orgasms in school. Even seduced her History Teacher. Just last night she had sex in of all places a Mattress store. The only thing that could have made it better is if she had gotten to go as far as she wanted to. Her friend Dave had other ideas. She didn't hold it against him.
Future connections were made in her mission to be the exhibitionist supreme she desired to be.
As she laid there at 8:34 AM she heard her cell phone ping next to her on the bedside stand. Plugged in to charge she carefully handled it.
Blurred vision at first she read the text, "Are you awake?"
"It's from Brock next door." She wrote back saying, "See for yourself Daddy Perv." She crawled from bed nude and stood in front of her window to let her neighbor see her. She shook her boobs to be mean.
He texts back, "Looking perky this morning."
Giggling she types, "I need a shower."
"My shower is hot. Come on over. Ryan's gone."
She knew Ryan had to go help set up the Pizza parlor for Prep. Still she frowns, "I can't. Parents are home."
"Saw your Mom leave twenty minutes ago. Only Aaron's at home."
This piqued her curiosity. It had been nearly two weeks since her shopping trip with her Father. Usually he was up hitting the gym by now. Fidgeting she texts back, "Raincheck Daddy?"
"Sure. Oh by the way. I have the news you've been waiting for." He writes.
Her pulse quickens, "Good news?"
After a long wait he returns with, "Tonight if you want."
The news makes her dance in step. Even though her ass was still tender from Morrison's hand and the guys from the Mattress store she was eager to reach this particular goal. She opens her screen and sticks her upper body out of the window. She waves up at Brock looking down at her. He loved her zest for life.
Quietly Monica calls Brock and whispers, "I'm too excited to type. So, your friend Holly gave me the go?"
"Sure did. On conditions."
"What conditions?" She whispers looking over her shoulder for shadows under her door. Just in case her Dad was near.
"Nothing good. He said he's put the word out about a young hottie wanting to strip for the bar. Sounds like a packed club if you can handle it."
Dancing in step she bites her knuckle, "I can handle it."
"Once you enter Holly locks the door. You don't leave until Dawn."
"Okay."
"Everybody gets to touch you. Turn anyone down he boots you out."
"You know I love being touched."
He sighs, "They're allowed to get a lil rough but he forbids violence."
"How rough?"
"You really gotta ask that?"
"Sexually? You know before I worried about that. I've had time to think differently. I'll deal with sex if it gets wild. I'll mostly just dance and flirt and let them paw me up."
"Monica. You know damned well a bunch of drunk horny men will take full advantage of a sexy young girl like you."
Her heart skips a beat as she tells herself, "God I hope so."
"Still there?" He worries.
"Yes. I'm not worried as long as you're there."
"That's just it. I have to wait outside. I'm just your ride."
"Seriously?" She was glad to hear of that condition. She was stressed that Brock might interfere.
"Yeah. On your own Kid. Not too late to back out."
"Nope. Just tell Holly to enforce condoms."
"Holly's an old Biker. He won't obey your wishes. It's one hell of a Russian Roulette Monica. You sure?"
A grim reality sets in, "I'm on birth control at least."
"That doesn't prevent STD's."
"Quit trying to scare me. I'm prepared mentally. What time do you want me to meet you out back?"
"I'll text you when I'm ready. Probably around Midnight."
"Hopefully my parents leave town. I'll go out and grill my Dad and see what their plans are."
"Okay. Talk at you later."
"Bye Daddy." She hangs up and blows him a kiss. She watched him jerk off looking down at her. Through his opened bedroom window he shot cum down into his yard. She clapped at his performance.
Closing her window she races to her bathroom and grabbed a ten minute shower. She needed to clean herself up. She reeked of sex. Perfume concealed only so much.
Draped in a short towel tied around her tiny body she opens her bedroom door and steps out. Shuffling to the Kitchen she discovers her Father Aaron reading the morning paper. She lays her cell on the table beside him without a thought.
"Wow. You're home still? Where's Mom?"
Aaron lowers his paper and leers over his shoulder at his daughter.
"Had to drive over to Princeton. There's an Antique Auction tonight. She offered to help the Owners."
"Sounds fun. What about you? No golf with clients? No mountain climbing in the Swiss Alps?"
She opens the refrigerator to grab a bottle of juice. While bending over her towel declined to hide her bare ass. She knew her Father was staring.
He hadn't said a whole lot since their sexual encounter awhile back. She didn't really push it. There was a part of her that felt guilty of betraying her Mother.
"Have you eaten breakfast?" She closes the refrigerator door and turns to face him.
Thinking with a vivid expression he closes his paper neatly and sets it in the chair next to him. He then rotated in his seat to grab her by the waist.
"I was just about to do that."
Caught off balance she squeals as he drags her towel off of her and brusquely hoists her on to the table in front of him. He pried her legs wide and eyed her beautiful snatch.
"I was thinking more of eggs and bacon." She giggles as he rubs the insides of her thighs.
"I was just recalling how tasty you were awhile back."
"I'm all yours Daddy. I told you that before."
"I know you did." He kisses her left foot which he poises before him. Sucking her toes made her giggle and try to get away.
"That tickles soooo much."
"I remember making you laugh as a baby by doing that." He chuckles then growls, "Dammit! That sounded all pedophile didn't it?"
"Yeah. But I know what you meant."
"Okay. Memory lane is closed. I'm going in."
He rubs his chin then collides his tongue with her clit. The lapping made her toes curl and she whimpers to his delight.
"Oh my God, Daddy. That feels ssoooooooooo good."
He slows up to murmur, "Miss me?"
She reaches for him trying to set up but he had her pinned, "Very much."
He notices the rosy tint to her ass cheeks, "Who's been spanking that bottom?"
"Who hasn't?" She giggles rubbing her foot along his bicep.
Aaron Gift rears back suddenly.
"Still swear never to get mad at me?" She rubs her clit to keep his interest.
Shaking his head he grunts, "I don't wanna know do I?"
"I will tell you anything and everything as long as you don't punish me."
He considers her offer but knows he's already made his bed of roses by sampling his kid. How could he be cross with her?
"Fill me in while I eat."
He draws her closer on the table and devours her pussy. His tongue dipped inside her making her squirm and tense up.
Whimpering and moaning she goes into details.
"I had a vibrating egg inside me during History class. I had an orgasm."
He mumbled with his mouth full, "Sounds interesting."
"I got Detention for it. Our secret from this point onward?" She quivers.
Nodding he flicked her clit like a lizard.
"I fucked Mr. Morrison in Detention. It was sooooooooooo HOT!" She rubbed herself above his forehead as he ate her.
Aaron surprisingly didn't pull away. This made her continue.
A finger teases her anal cavity making her squirm and lube up before his eyes.
"I went out of town and sunbathed nude at a big park. Talked to lots of guys there. Fucked a few."
Each time she added more Aaron ate her harder. She was quickly feeling his attentions.
"Fuck! Ohhh Daddy."
Fingers slide inside her pussy as he nibbles her clit. Twisting and turning.
"Do you hate me Daddy?" Guilt struck her for telling him her hijinks.
"No." He races his fingers in and out of her until he heard a sloshing sound of how wet she was getting.
"I'm becoming a slut."
"Somehow I knew that."
"I can't stop driving men crazy. I love to make them want me. Even girls in school like me."
He chuckles, "Maybe you should have a slumber party sometime."
She tenses and squeezes her tits firmly, "All boys or all girls?"
He shakes his head nuzzling her tiny triangle of pubic hair.
"Girls of course. Invite your blond friend Lisa."
Monica lifts her head, "You want to fuck Lisa?"
"She was pretty sweet. Married though right?"
"So are you."
"Don't remind me. You can't get mad at me if I'm not allowed to give you hell."
"Give my pussy hell Daddy."
Aaron winces at her then smirks, "Wanna see what your ole Man's got?"
"Yes." She hisses.
Aaron stands up placing her right knee under his armpit then vengefully finger fucks her like a madman. The rhythm was so fast that her head began to spin. In and out he blessed her with the God of Speed. She screamed and covered her mouth as her juices flowed. With an insanity crying within Monica gushes like a fountain drowning the table cloth and the floor below.
Admiring her mess Aaron leans over his daughter and bites a nipple.
"Owwww! Shit! Shit! Shit! That was incredible."
"Didn't know your Daddy had some tricks in him did you?"
He lifts her up to sit on the table and cradles her in his arms.
"I love you Daddy."
"Love you too. Even if my baby girl confesses to be a slut."
Laughing she looks up at him, "Fuck me?"
He sighs, "Not this time sweetheart. Lil here and there but not this round."
She pouts and reaches low to grab his erection behind his sweatpants. She refused to take no for an answer.
Dropping back into his chair he pats her legs, "Now! Now! I said no."
Whining she kicks her feet like a baby.
Finally, she stops and accepts his wishes.
"I have a busy night anyway. I need to conserve my energy."
Aaron sits back and eyes her, "Meaning?"
