You were never much for making much fuss over holidays. Valentine’s Day was no exception. You asked for just a simple dinner at home, and that’s what I had planned. I enjoyed cooking something that you liked, something comforting that let you know how I cared about you. The uncomplicated joy I felt when I saw a smile instinctively race across your lips as I gently placed the plate in front of you–it made me want to wrap my arms around you.
But you seemed giddy on the phone–an effervescence to your speech that caught me slightly off guard. My mind turned that over, letting it tumble around lazily, not knowing why a sudden excitement shot through our conversation. Once home, you were no less excited. There was a happiness pulled taut across your demeanor. At the table, you could hardly sit still.
When the doorbell rang as we were mid-way through our meal, you jumped and quickly ran to it. I was still a bit confused when you turned around with another woman standing next to you. “Daddy, this is Katie. I met her at the gym a couple months back. We’ve been talking, and, daddy, she’s my Valentine’s Day present for you.” Your smile beamed at me as you were excited for the evening. I’m sure you saw surprise erupt and then settle in my eyes. I relished how excited you were for doing something so special for daddy.
The rest of the meal would wait. We headed back to the bedroom, where you haste melted into the rolling undercurrent of lust. I took in your slow, measured movements as you stripped her for me. Your eyes locked on me as the buttons gave way between your fingers. The shirt. The skirt. The bra. The panties. Each in turn undone until Katie was naked before me.
You moved behind her, your hands tracing up her body. cupping her breasts. “Daddy, doesn’t she look so pretty. I know how much you love perky little nipples. Ever since I saw her in the locker room, my first thought was how much you would love these tits. Daddy, I want to see you get them all slick with your tongue. Please daddy…” I slid my hand around Katie’s waist and pulled her closer, kissing down from her neck to her chest. Her breath rose, spurred by my warm lips on her skin. I kissed her nipple, running my tongue across it, feeling it start to stiffen against my mouth. I briefly sucked it into my mouth, pulling it in deeply before letting it slide between my pressed lips. As I moved to the other, your hand awaited my departure, massaging and pulling on her slick nipple. “Daddy, you treat me so well. I know how Katie feels so good right now.”
You came around from behind her and gently nudged her back toward the bed while I shed my clothes. As she lay on the bed with you beside her, your hand ran up to her knee. The slightest pressure parted her legs. With a renewed eagerness, your hand raced to her pussy. “Daddy…doesn’t this pussy look so good. So soft and tight and wet for you.” I couldn’t look away from your graceful fingers playing up her lips to her clit. The light circle you made as her hips subtly moved against your hand. I stepped forward, my cock already hard. You took me in your hand and stroked my shaft as you teased my head up and down Katie’s beautiful pussy. You gave a deep thrust down and then forward as you slid me into her. Katie’s sudden gasp was met with my own moan as I felt myself filling her. Your eyes were intent on mine, so deeply invested, so expectant, and so honestly happy. I let out another moan as my cock sunk wholly into her. I met your gaze again and “Good girl” tripped from my lips.
That flash of pride when you hear those words will always stay with me. Knowing that you are, indeed, a good girl. As Katie’s hips rose to meet mine, my cock sliding deep into her, you put an arm on my shoulder and leaned closer to whisper, “Daddy, I love making you happy. Use her daddy. Cum in her, daddy.” You kissed my neck before lowering back down to the bed, kissing her neck while you pinched her nipple. Her moans suddenly punctuated with a sharp whimper. Her hips rose quickly as I thrust hard and deep into her. My hips slamming against her, causing her tits to bounce out of your grasp. Your excited “Yes, daddy, please, daddy” was joined by Katie’s “Fuck, yes. Don’t stop.”
My pace quickened. Your eyes focused on my cock, slick from her slit. Katie’s moans broke into “Yes yes yes yes yes” as her hips rose sharply. I felt her clench around me as she uttered a deep moan, her hands twisting the sheets between her fingers. I felt my cock twitch in her, pressing deep, filling her as her pussy milked my cock, pushing me over the edge. As I unloaded, I nearly doubled over, my hips jerking against her. I held myself there, feeling ever pulsation, the bliss crashing over me.
As if across a distance, I heard your soft voice repeating, “Yes daddy. I love you so much, daddy…” As my breathing slowed, I knit my fingers between yours and said, “You’re such a good girl.”
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