At Home Meeting

At Home Meeting

When Dara got home Stan was in the living room, with three other men discussing something while having at drink. She quietly walked over to him, giving him a kiss before going to change. Stan caught her wrist, holding her in place.

“How was baby girl’s day?” He asked rubbing the inside of her wrist.

“It was fine Daddy.” She replied with a raised eyebrow.

“Good I want you to go put on what I have laid out for you, and crawl back out here like a good girl.” He smiled releasing her wrist so she could fallow his instructions.

When Dara got to the bedroom she found a collar, a pair of cat ears, a small bag, and a note. She picked up the note and read.

Baby girl,

Time to play kitty, Daddy wants you to remove all your clothes. Put on the collar and ears, then place the bag around you neck and crawl out to the living room and kneel beside me like a good kitty.

Dara smiled to herself as she set the note aside and began removing her work clothes. When she was naked, she slowly caresses her body, closing her eyes she imagined what tonight would bring. When she gripped her tits, pushing them together she hummed in her throat and gave a little gasp when she pinched her nipples. When her phone beeped, she opened her eyes, and pouted just a little, then fluffed her hair before dawning the ears, and collar. Slipping the bag over her shoulder to sit cross ways on her body she left the room. When she was almost to the living room she knelt and crawled to Daddy.

Once in the living room Dara made her way to the side of Daddy’s chair and waited on all fours with her head bowed causing her hair to fall in a curtain over her shoulder. Stan reached down to stroke her back, traveling down to grip her ass before speaking.

“Sit up and give Daddy the bag.” Dara slowly came up to her knees, removing the bag from her body.

“I had to text you to get you back out here, you know Daddy doesn’t like repeating himself baby girl.” He chided taking the bag from her.

“Forgive me Daddy.” Was all she said, placing her hands on his thighs bowing her head again.

He gripped her hair, forcing her head back so she could look at him.

“Maybe next time you will remember naughty baby girl’s that disobey get punished.” His grip on her hair was hard and staring into her eyes the way he was he could see the start of tears in their corners.

“Now I want you to crawl onto the table and position yourself on your knees and elbows. Put your ass on full display for my colleges.” He released her hair and watched her obey as he calmly sipped his drink.

“Spread your thighs baby girl.” Stan commanded when she had settled with them closed.

Dara slowly opened her thighs, closing her eyes on a low moan when the cool air hit her hot folds. Stan smiled and rose from his chair. Setting his drink aside he placed the bag out of Dara’s line of sight. He then slid both his hands over her rounded ass before parting her cheeks to rub her back opening, turning to one of the other men.

“Would you be so kind as to get the bottle out of the bag?” He asked with a sly smile.

The man smiled setting his drink down to get the bottle.

“Do I get to work it into that pretty hole?” He asked holding up the bottle of oil.

“Oh, be my guest.” Stan laughed moving his fingers to spread her cheeks wider.

The man came up stroking two fingers over her hole, opening the bottle he poured a good amount of oil into her crack. Slowly rubbing it around before starting to work one oiled finger in and out of her ass, fucking it slowly making her start to pant. When he worked a second finger in Dara moaned into her arms, and Stan chuckled gripping her ass harder. when she began to whimper and rock back Daddy spoke.

“Pull out and get the tail out of the bag.” Stan said.

The man stopped, pulling his fingers out very slowly to reach for the tail. Pulling out a medium length fox tail attached to a large stainless steel anal plug and smiled devilishly as he set the plug into his palm, coating it in a thick layer of oil before placing it at her entrance. With a nod from Stan the man gently worked the plug in, pausing a few times as she adjusted to the size. When it was all the way in Stan released her cheeks, smacking both with a hard crack getting Dara to scream in pleasure. When he slid his hand through her wet folds, she moaned trying to rock against them. He stopped, reaching for her hair, pulling her up to her knees. Biting her shoulder where her throat met it getting her to whimper. He then dropped her back down with a command to stay.

Stan had Dara stay posed on the table while the men talked for a bit, and he could see all three of them were staring at her. Finally, one of them spoke up.

“Can I taste her?” He asked.

“Yes, you can.” Stan said with a wolfish smile. Then to Dara.

“Roll onto your back for Daddy baby girl.” He watched as Dara rolled slowly to her back, opening her legs.

The man who had asked knelt between her thighs, inhaling deeply before spreading her folds. Starting at the plug he licked long and slow getting her to arch her back on a moan. The man smiled against her folds nipping at them lightly, when she yelped quietly the other two men took it as a cue. Kneeling on either side of her chest. Taking her breasts in hand they began to knead, suckle, and tease.

Stan watched in pleasure, taking his cock from his pants to stroke it as the man at her pussy slowly made her scream in pleasure. When he finished, he sat back on the couch, and one of the others took his place. He ate Dara’s pussy over and over making her cum once, and twice. Then went back to his seat as the last man took his place between her thighs. He fingered her folds as she whimpered and moaned. When she began to beg he set his mouth to her folds eating her like a melting ice cream cone, making her scream three times. He then left her panting as he sat back on the couch. Stan smiled giving Dara a command to sit on his lap.

When Dara settled onto Stan’s lap, he stroked her sweat sheened skin as she placed her hands on his shoulders. Leaning in for a long deep kiss, and he moved his hands down to grip her hips rocking against her still pulsing pussy, breaking the kiss when she whimpered.

“Grip Daddy’s cock baby girl.” Stan said nipping at her lower lip.

Dara braced against him with one hand while reaching for his cock with the other as he lifted her up so the other men could see. He then positioned her directly over his highly engorged cock and lowered her oh so slowly onto it loving her panting breath. When she was all the way down, he gripped her ass while she moved her hand back to his shoulder. Moaning and jerking slightly orgasming as he rocked inside her. He then stopped letting her calm some, then lifting her so she was almost off him, and slammed her back down grunting at the contact. He did this six more times before he slammed her down the last time holding her there as he rocked and rocked, the friction from his pants making her cum again. Stan then let himself cum biting her throat as he shot his thick load deep into her clinching pussy and she came again screaming before sagging against him spent.

When Stan calmed, he gently eased her off his used cock, gathering her into his arms as he stood.

“If you will excuse me for a moment gentleman.” And he left the room, carrying her their bedroom laying her onto the bed to sleep.

“My meeting is almost done, and then we can have some fun in the tub.” He brushed her hair behind her ear, kissing her forehead then lips before draping a blanket over her, leaving the room as she drifted off.