“Daddy will bring you to heel.”
She swallows hard.
“Anytime you’re not studying, making yourself better, then we’ll be having our secret playtime.”
“What happens in secret playtime, Daddy.”
“We play games, tesoro mio.”
“What kind of games, Daddy?”
“Baby girl’s honey-coated sticky hugs,” I say, cupping her cunt yet again. “Quiet time where Daddy’s inside you, going as deep as he can go without you making a sound because maybe your father is in the other room.”
“We can’t tell my father?”
“Nooooo. No, no, no, no, no. Father can never know. Only Daddy can know about what his little girl does when her father’s not looking.”
“Will I be Daddy’s girlfriend?”
“You’ll be so much more than that, princess. You’ll be exactly that, my principessa, and one day you’ll be Daddy’s queen. Daddy will always put you first, and always keep you happy and safe, plain and simple. You’ll belong to Daddy, all of you. And whenever Daddy wants to play games, like cowgirl, then we’ll play…no exceptions.”
“What game is cowgirl?”
“That’s when you ride Daddy’s white horse until Daddy’s horse can’t stand up anymore.”
“Daddy has a pony?”
“No, baby girl. Daddy has a mustang, a wild mustang at that. But Daddy can get you a pony one day.”
“Yay! I want a pony, Daddy.”
“Then a pony you’ll get, little one. But right now Daddy needs something.”
“What Daddy?”
“Your first orgasm smeared all over my face.”
“But Daddy…wouldn’t you rather have it smeared all over your hard white mustang?”
“That’s where it belongs, but not here. This place isn’t special enough, it’s not fit for a principessa…my principessa. But Daddy knows you have a needy pussy that needs attention now, and Daddy’s thirsty. He hasn’t drunk a drop of alcohol, but he’s ready to get drunk in another way.”
“How can you get drunk if you don’t drink alcohol? That doesn’t make sense. You’re silly, Daddy,” she says, tickling me, but I grab both her wrists and lock them down behind her back.
“Daddy can get intoxicated on your special drink, yours, and yours alone. See, little girl, you have the fountain of youth between your legs, and drinking from it will always keep Daddy young.”
“Really?”
“Really. It’s that special, and it’s only for me. Capisce?”
“Yes, Daddy. I never want to share what we have or tell our secrets.”
“Good, because if you share our secrets Daddy will get angry and he’ll have to destroy anyone who knows because then they won’t be secrets anymore. Right?”
“Right, Daddy! That’s how secrets work.”
“Now let me show you how this works,” I transition, my need too great as I give her mound a firm pat just before I spin her in a way that would make figure skaters jealous.
And just like that, her hamstrings are on my shoulders, her sopping wet pussy in my face as her hands grip my hair from above as she’s positioned in a reverse of me carrying her on my shoulders. I’m going to carry her all right…right through to her first orgasm.
My fingers dig into her globes as I push her middle into my face, licking straight up her folds before taking her nub in my mouth, twirling it, sucking on it, and then releasing it only to repeat the process over and over and over again.
She cries out and I damn near bust, the texture of her sex on my tongue too much to take especially when mixed with the hoarse sounds escaping her lips.
“Fuck, piccolina. Your pussy is even sweeter than I imagined,” I say, my tongue diving inside, pushing deeper and deeper to the point my jaw bone is grinding against her pelvis.
“Don’t stop, Daddy,” she moans.
Who knew my best friend’s daughter would be so game for me, so ready, so willing, so fucking delicious.
“I’m close,” she whimpers.
“You don’t come until Daddy says so,” I growl into her center.
“I…I’ve never come before.”
I smile into her sex as I continue to lap at her opening. I’m about to give her something no one else ever has, nor ever will, but me.
Mine.
“This hot cunt is mine, you understand me, little girl?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
I feel my balls pull up and know I’m close, but I can’t let this happen here, now, for multiple reasons. But that’s just me. When it comes to her there’s a need that can’t go unfulfilled. A taste even greater I need to savor. An earthquake I need to feel.
“I can’t hold on much longer,” she confesses.
“Let go, principessa. Daddy’s thick tongue is here to drink up your first orgasm.” I reach one hand around and strum my thumb on her clit as I continue dining on her cunt. “You can do it, angel. Make Daddy proud and come all over his face. Do it now,” I growl.
My little virgin queen explodes on my face, giving me everything her pussy makes as she releases completely. I extend my tongue like a red carpet, her juices sliding right down my throat. Swallowing hard to make sure I don’t drip a drop, I squeeze her ass even harder, tilting her hips like a bowl while Daddy drinks in her warm, tasty, wetness.
“Oh my, God. Oh my, God, Oh my, God,” she coughs in-between attempts to catch her breath.
My heart is slamming into my chest just as hard, like a piston on a Lamborghini that’s redlining.
Suddenly there’s a loud knock on the door.
“What the hell’s going on in there? Why are the cameras disabled? Open up, you little tramp.”
I ease Gabriella off my lap, fuming with rage.
“It’s the club owner.”
“The one who wanted you to…?” I can’t even say the words.
She nods, confirming all I need to know.
“Get dressed. Now.”
She reaches for her panties, but they’re torn. I take them from her, balling them up and bringing them to my nose where I sniff them hard, my eyes rolling back in
