Caring For Daddy

Stan was sitting on the couch with his head back and eyes closed when Dara got home. She smiled from the entryway. He looked so calm and peaceful, but when she approached him, she saw the fine lines of stress etched into his handsome features, and the glass in his hand that rested on the back of the couch. A very full glass of scotch. How crazy had his day been? She wondered as she put her purse, keys, and briefcase down. Then walking to him quietly she gently stroked his cheek as she leaned in to kiss his slightly parted lips, tasting the scotch on them. When she pulled back his eyes were open, and he was staring at her.

“Long day Daddy?” She asked still stroking his cheek.

“Oh, you have no idea baby girl.” Stan reached up to grip her wrist tightly stroking the inside with his thumb.

She then reached for his glass bringing it to her lips for a sip, before going in for another kiss dribbling a small amount into his mouth getting a low moan from him. When she pulled back this time, she set the glass aside and stroked his chest, tugging on the wrist he still held gently so he’d release it, because she wanted to use both hands to start unbuttoning his shirt, watching him watch her.

“What’s going through that pretty head of yours?” Stan asked picking up his drink to sip again.

“I just want Daddy to feel better.” She said nipping at his lips, caressing his now bare chest.

“Is that right now?” He smiled up at her.

“Yes Daddy.” Dara replied gently kneading his shoulders.

“Well, if you have that in mind undress for me. Nice and slow baby girl.” He chuckled into his glass as she trailed her fingertips down his chest as she stood.

She smiled coyly stepping back as she straightened. Making a nice little strip tease out of it she stroked her hands down her body, and over her hips. Sliding her hands under her shirt to push it up, pausing she teased her hands across her bared middle before continuing to push it up and over her head. Tossing the garment onto the couch beside him. Sliding her hands across her rib cage, then up to cup and play with her breasts. Teasing her nipples through the sheer silk of her bra. smiling wickedly as Stan shifted on the couch with a groan. Removing the bra Dara tossed it so it landed on his chest with a wink. Chuckling at that Stan left the bra there as he took a sip before speaking.

“Do a little turn baby girl, show Daddy that gorgeous ass as you remove your pants.” Stan commanded.

Dara did a slow half turn stepping out of her heels as she did. Peeking over her shoulder mischievously as she smoothed a hand over her hip to her ass, spanking it lightly making Daddy laugh out loud. Smiling she rolled her hips slowly as she worked her pants down, bending at the waist to show off her ass and lace thong.

“Does Daddy like the view?” She asked innocently when she heard his breath catch as she rolled back up to her full height.

“Oh, you are a naughty little girl…” Stan chided playfully.

“But Daddy likes his baby girl naughty.” Dara replied sliding a finger from hipbone to hipbone under the band of her thong as she turned to face him again. Starting to push them off.

“Leave them on.” He commanded.

“And bring that naughty ass back over here and roll those hips on Daddy’s lap.” He leaned back stretching his arms across the back of the couch giving her full access to his lap.

Dara sauntered back to Stan placing her hands on his shoulders as she straddled his lap. She stroked her hands down his bare chest leaning her breasts against him as she kissed his throat lightly. When she pulled back, she teased her fingers back up gripping his shoulders, and with a slow sensual grind of her hips she teased him. He groaned as she felt his hard cock twitch through his slacks.

“That’s right baby girl, make Daddy nice and hard.” He rolled his hips against her getting a low purr from her.

Laughing Stan set his drink aside to grip her hips keeping her still as he rubbed them harder together. He watched her face as the friction on her clit brought her closer to the edge, but he wasn’t ready for her to cum just yet. So, stopping their movements he pushed her off his lap.

“On your knees baby girl.” He commanded.

Dara stood there panting for a moment before kneeling before him. She smiled when she saw the wet spot on his pants that was her arousal, then placed her hands on his knees looking up at him expectantly.

“Oh, such a good girl for Daddy.” Stan praised.

Stan just stared down at her; his beautiful baby girl was kneeling there waiting like a good girl. But he wanted to take tonight, seeing her swollen slightly parted lips made his cock even harder. He wanted to be greedy tonight and take.

“Daddy’s feeling greedy now baby girl.” Stan said picking up his drink again.

“Greedy for what?” Dara asked coyly sliding her hands up and down his thighs.

“For my baby girl to suck her Daddy off in that special way of hers.” Stan said sipping.

“Oh…” Dara rose off her heels inching her way between his thighs.

“Yes baby, open Daddy’s pants.” He commanded.

Dara smiled softly reaching for his zipper. Opening it slowly she freed his thick hard length bringing her mouth close. Taking a deep breath, she inhaled the scent of both their arousals, stroking her hand up his engorged length. Giving him a wicked smile, she placed her lips on her fingers incasing his tips, sucking gently before sliding her hand down fallowing it with her mouth swallowing the full length of him. When his mushroom head bumped the back of her throat she stopped, holding him there as she stroked her hands up his chest as she swallowed sucking harder.

“Yes baby. Do that again for Daddy.” Stan groaned gripping the back of her head holding her on his cock.

Dara scratched her nails on his chest as she suctioned and swallowed again. Then he loosened his grip letting her pull back almost releasing him. As he groaned again, she oh so slowly took him all the way in again. She swallowed and sucked once, twice, and gagged some when he gripped her hair once more holding her on his thick cock, and she dug marks into his chest.

Stan groaned low in his throat the sound more like a growl as he gripped his baby girl’s hair tighter. Holding her just there he jerked against her mouth spilling his thick creamy load deep down her throat. Panting heavily Stan pulled her head up and back just staring at her as she panted open mouthed, with her eyes closed, and saliva and cum running down her chin. She was such a precious gift he had found.

“Now I want you to go get dinner ready for us.” Stan commanded releasing her hair.

Dara smiled standing on shaky legs, watching Daddy stroke his spent cock. Turning she stumbled some as she made her way to the kitchen.

Stan gently fondled his spent cock as he watched his baby girl leave the room, and he finished his drink. When he finished it, he stood putting his cock away and zipped his pants. Leaving his shirt undone he went to get something from their bedroom before joining her in the kitchen. Seeing her at the counter chopping veggies he walked up beside her making sure she saw him before he brushed her hair aside to fasten the collar around her neck letting the leash slid down between her breasts. He then poured a glass of wine from the bottle she had opened and sat at the table to watch her finish prepping the meal. After a bit she put all the ingredients into a pan and slipped it into the oven, setting the timer before turning to face him.

“How long do we have baby girl?” He asked.

“About twenty minutes Daddy.” She replied.

“Come here.” He ordered pushing the chair back enough for her to stand between him and the table.

Once there she waited. Stan leaned over placing his glass on the floor and started stroking her thighs lightly admiring her pussy through the silk of her panties, smiling when he saw it quiver from his light touch. Tracing two fingers along the band of her panties pulling them down and off. Standing he forced her back, and he caught her hips to help her sit on the edge of the table. Taking hold of the chain leash he pulled her to him for a long kiss. Then pushed her back to the table, keeping tension on the leash spreading her legs wider. With his free hand he began playing with her wet folds.

“So, fucking wet for Daddy.” He praised, playing with her folds with light little flicks and rubs that had her wiggling and whimpering with need.

Pulling back, he slapped her pussy hard getting a startled cry from her.

“No moving baby girl.” He commanded.

Going back to playing with her Stan slipped two fingers deep into her pulsing pussy while rubbing her clit with his thumb. Bringing her close to the edge but not letting her fall.

“Daddy…” Dara begged so sweetly.

Stan chuckled softly pulling his hand away, allowing her time to clam down. As her panting slowed Stan let go of the leash, he used both hands to part her folds, bending his head down to start licking, nipping, and sucking lightly making a meal out of it. Right as Dara started to shake with need again the timer went off, causing him to laugh against her folds. Nipping at her inner thigh her released her and sat back.

“Go see to our dinner baby girl.” He picked up his wine sipping it as her juices dried on his chin.

“Be careful not to burn yourself.” He commanded as she wobbled a bit on her way to the oven.

They ate their dinner in a comfortable silence, with Stan smiling each time he saw Dara squirm with need. When they finished Stan rose moving around the table, he gathered her leash and pulled her from the chair. Only to point to the floor silently commanding her to kneel, and he tugged on the leash making her crawl as he led her up the stairs to their playroom. Leading her over to the hip high table he pulled on the leash getting her to stand before he bent her over the table. Keeping the leash in one hand over her shoulder, he opened his pants with his free hand pulling out his hard cock he fucked into her quivering pussy taking her fast and hard. When he felt his balls tighten, he jerked cumming deep inside her then pulled out without letting her cum.

Pulling on the leash he silently brought her up, tugging her over to the spanking bench forcing her onto it. He slowly strapped her down watching her shake and pant. He usually didn’t take like this, but after the stress of this week he wanted to be a greedy bastard, and he loved her for taking his rough treatment. Walking over to the rack of spanking implements he selected a studded paddle, returning to her he lightly traced the edge of the paddle from her shoulder to her hips. Stroking it over her ass before pulling back, and the spanking began. Over and over, he paddled her ass increasing the intensity as she began to whimper, cry, and beg incoherently. With twenty swats in or maybe more he felt his cock twitch when she screamed Daddy. Dropping the paddle, he came to her head, gripping her hair he forced his cock deep into her throat. Fucking her mouth as she gagged around him until he came again. Pulling out of her mouth he watched his cum drool from her mouth as she panted, and he circled her to release the straps.

Gripping the leash again he tugged until she stood, and he led her to the bed. Laying her out he reached for the warming lube and a large plug, squirting a large amount of lube on her asshole before coating the plug and slowly working it into her waiting ass.

“Daddy.” Dara begged.

“Easy baby girl.” Stan soothed reaching for a string of four ben wa balls.

Stan slowly worked the orbs into her pulsing pussy, when the last one was deep inside, he knelt between her thighs. Holding her open wide he slowly began eating her. Licking, nipping, and sucking at her heated intoxicating flavor he feasted over and over, bringing her to one orgasm after another. When she screamed her third orgasm he leaned back, taking a hold of the string, and pulled the orbs out quickly sending her into another shock wave of pleasure.

“Daddy…” Dara gasped panting heavily, gripping at the bed sheets.

“That’s it baby girl…So ready for Daddy.” Stan stood gripping his cock before fucking into her quivering core.

Dara screamed again locking her hands onto Stan’s forearms as he pushed her thighs up and out. He fucked her so hard and good, she couldn’t think, just feel exactly how she liked her Daddy to treat her.

Stan gripped bruises into Dara’s thighs to match the nail marks she was digging into his arms, and he slammed into her oh so tight pussy.

“Fuck yes baby. I love how you let me use you so hard.” He grunted slamming into her harder.

“Yes Daddy. Use me harder…please.” Dara begged mewling softly.

Stan slammed into her, and paused, savoring the way she squeezed him so tight. Once, twice, and a third time he paused as she screamed another orgasm, causing him to jerk and cum hard shooting his cream deep inside her fiery core. Breathing heavily, he made shushing sounds as he pulled out, and gently as possible removed the plug. Moving quickly, he put the plug aside, grabbing one of the washcloths and wetting it in the bowl of water they kept in the room he returned to her. Still making soothing sounds he cleaned her up before cleaning off his spent cock then tossing the cloth aside, he climbed into bed with her, softly petting her sweat sheened skin till she drifted off to sleep.

Dara woke some time later to an empty space next to her in bed. She slowly rose on shaky legs, feeling every thoroughly used sore muscle, and stretching a little went looking for Daddy. Her first stop was their bedroom, not finding him there she grabbed her short purple robe dawning it as she went downstairs to find him.

Dara found him in the same place of the living room she had found him when she got home, but now he was staring into a roaring fire with another drink in his hand. He had changed into a pair of black silk pants and he was sipping aimlessly.

“Daddy?” she stated it as a question softly. Coming up beside him stroking his arm lightly.

“Hi baby girl.” He moved his hand from the back of the couch to stroke her thigh.

“Are you doing, okay?” He asked pulling her onto his lap.

Dara winced slightly as she settled onto his lap, but found the cool silk of his pants, and his arms soothing on her still tender ass.

“I’m fine Daddy but was concerned about you.” She kissed his throat and snuggled closer.

“I’m good baby girl.” Stan said kissing the top of her head. Stroking her hair as he sipped his drink continuing to stare into the fire long into the night.

Several hours later. Well after midnight, Stan gently woke Dara. Leading her to their bedroom, slowly removing her robe. Laying her out on the be he removed his pants and incased her body with his. Kissing her mouth with long drugging kisses he slowly fucked his hard cock into her hot welcoming pussy, taking her slow and deep. When he felt her tighten around him, cumming gently he jerked fallowing her into bliss. Rolling off her, he pulled her into his arms, and they both drifted off to sleep.