Playful Baby Girl

Stan was sitting at the table as he watched her walk into the kitchen. She had on a short spaghetti strap dress a rich burnt orange color that highlighted and showed off more of her pale skin then it covered. The skirt flared around her hips with the hem ending scant inches past the curve of her firm round ass. His eyes scanned down her bare back, over her barely covered ass. The view making him shift in his chair as he pictured those long pale legs with the strappy four-inch heels wrapped around his waist as he drove her slowly mad with pleasure. Stan’s eyes moved back up her body and he stared at her with a frown as she downed the first large glass of wine, and then poured another.

“And how was my Baby girl’s day?” he asked as she sipped the second glass of wine walking over to him

“It was a long day, no week Daddy.” Dara replied. Smiling when he slid his chair back silently inviting her onto his lap.

Stan groaned when she set her wine on the table and straddled his lap, sliding her wet bare pussy against his slacks that were tented by his thick hard cock. Dara began slowly rocking her hips back and forth circling his neck with her pale arms bring their mouths close. She smiled nipping at his lips when he slid his hands up her thighs, under her skirt to grip her hips holding her in places as he thrust his hips up grinding them closer together.

Moving his lips away from hers Stan kissed his way across her jaw, and down to her throat. Biting down hard loving the broken moan that escaped her lips. Stan groaned at her throat as her nails dug into the hair at the nape of his neck and she jerked her hips against the iron hold he had on her.

“Baby girl’s feeling playful tonight.” Stan laughed quietly into her ear feeling her shiver with need in his arms.

“Daddy likes it when I’m playful.” Dara purred in his ear trying to rock her hips again.

“That I do Baby girl, but Daddy thinks he wants you on your knees.” Stan nipped at her earlobe pushing her back by her hips.

Forcing her to kneel before him he opened his thighs pulling her in close with a fist in her hair. Dara closed her eyes purring as she rubbed her cheek against his inner thigh loving the slight pain from his hold on her hair.

“Now be a good baby girl and pull Daddy’s cock free and suck on it.” Stan released her hair as she reached up, freeing his hard thick cock.

Stan leaned back sliding his hips closer to where Dare knelt on the floor, watching her through half closed eyes as hers lit with pleasure as she took her first long slow lick from his base to his tip, flicking it oh so softly while gripping his shaft pumping hard as her tongue toyed with his seeping tip.

“Baby girl…” he growled a small warning deep in his throat.

Dara smiled up at him before sucking his full length deep into the back of her throat swallowing around him with a needy moan of her own. His eyes closing fully with a groan of pleasure as she began bobbing up and down slowly. Stan gripped her hair controlling her motions holding her down to swallow his tip as he got closer to the edge. Letting her up for a breath and lowering her slowly back down with that tight hot suction once again getting her to swallow around his leaking tip as his tightened his hand in her hair holding her there as he jerked against her losing his thick hot creamy load deep in her fiery mouth.

Stan gently pulled her off his softening cock, smiling as some of his cream dripped from the corner of her mouth.

“Baby girl likes her cream.” Stan commented with a smile.

Wiping the corner of her mouth with his thumb sliding it along her lower lip before thrusting it into her mouth. He groaned when she stared up at him with lust filled eyes sucking on his thumb hard, swirling her tongue around it. Then Stan laughed softly at her pout when he pulled it free with a little pop.

Stroking her cheek Stan tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear and combed his fingers back through her silky strands to grip. Pulling her halfway up he claimed her mouth in a hot hungry kiss. Standing he forced her to scramble up without breaking the kiss. Sucking on her lower lip as he broke the kiss Stan turned Dara to face the table bending her forward. He leaned over kissing her bare shoulder blade while taking the wine glass from the table so as not to spill it.

After setting the glass on the counter Stan indulged himself petting her back with slow teasingly light strokes. Watching as goose bumps rose on her flushed skin. Running both hands over her hips he gathered her skirt up slowly folding it over her low back. Stan lightly traced the words tattooed into her ass one letter at a time spelling out spank me and taking it to heart he pulled his hand back bringing it back down with a loud crack loving the red hand print it left as well as the yelp of surprised pleasure. Ten blows fallowed each one slightly harder than the last, and each one of her little noises making his cock harder and harder.

Panting some himself he gripped his cock fucking his length through her hot wet folds before settling his tip at her entrance. He paused briefly then slammed into her fast and hard stopping to let her adjust to the intrusion. Taking his hand up her back he gripped her hair lifting her upper body off the table as he began thrusting in and out. Over and over, harder, and harder the only sound for a time was the panting of their breaths and the slapping of his balls hitting her ass as he fucked her. Snaking his free hand around her hip he began toying with her clit causing her pussy to grip and pulse around his aching cock more and more. He fingered her to orgasm once, twice, and the third time she shattered around him he let himself go. Biting down hard on the curve of her shoulder he jerked against her filling her pulsing pussy with his thick hot load. Calming some he wrapped an arm around her waist pulling her with him as he sat back in the chair without pulling out of her quivering core.

“Is that what my playful Baby girl had in mind?” he asked nuzzling at her throat.

“Maybe.” Dara replied leaning her head back against his shoulder, giving him full access to her throat.

“Oh, such a teasing Baby girl, I might need to use the cutting board next time.” Stan nipped at her throat again.

Stroking his hands up her torso cupping her breasts kneading and pushing them together as he fingered her nipples loving the way she arched against him pushing her breasts more firmly into his hands. Pinching her nipples hard he bit her shoulder. Stroking her body again he pushed her up with a command to lay on the table.

Dara moaned from the pleasure of the pain as her Daddy let her go, and she whimpered as his still simi hard cock slid from her pussy that was still quaking with need. Gripping the edge of the table Dara took three deep breaths before turning to face Daddy. Stroking a teasing hand down the center of his chest she licked her lips winking at him as she shimmed onto the table laying back exposing her bare wet pussy.

Stan sat there petting his hand up and down her calf staring at the quivering folds of her pretty pink pussy that was still leaking his creamy cum. Smiling when he heard her whimper with need. Taking hold of her hips he pulled her forward so that her pussy was just past the edge of the table, and pushed her thighs open making her hook her ankles around the legs of the table leaving her open nice and wide for him.

Reaching his fingers out he petted and toyed with her folds. Fucking two fingers deep into her hot core for a bit teasing and massaging her inner walls making sure all of his cum leaked from her pussy before pulling them out only to go and tease her clit making her whimper, gasp, moan and beg incoherently for him to stop and continue at the same time.

When he saw the last of his cum seep from her pussy Stan groaned as he leaned in licking nice and slow from the hole of her ass to the throbbing nub of her clit. When she arched her back bringing her hands down gripping at his hair to hold him closer to her. Sighing against her hot folds Stan pulled back before she could cum, leaving her on that blinding edge.

“Oh no Baby girl. Daddy wants to play. Take your hands to the other end of the table.” His commanding tone left no room to argue so on a sigh Dara lifted her arms above her head to take hold of the opposite edge of the table.

Stan smiled petting her folds again causing her to whimper and moan once more, and when she was about ready to cum, he pulled his hand back slapping her folds lightly before setting his mouth there to fest. Taking his time Stan licked, sucked, and nipped at her soaked folds. When she screamed the first time, he fucked three of his fingers deep into her clenching cunt making her cum again, and her screams echoed off the walls of the kitchen as he went back to eating her pussy keeping her cumming harder and harder.

Stan felt his cock get harder and harder the more his Baby girl’s pussy pulsed around his fingers as he ate at her clit, and when his cock started getting painful Stan pulled his fingers free watching her convulse from the end of sensation as he stood. He stared at his beautiful Baby girl laying there with her eyes closed as she panted and whimpered coming down from her high.

Taking his aching cock in his hand once more he placed the dripping head at her entrance. Watching her face for any sign of discomfort he slowly slid into her gripping core, pausing when he was seated to his hilt briefly. When Baby girl whimpered trying to arch against him, her pussy squeezing him almost painfully. Stan groaned loudly as he closed his eyes and took his time fucking her sweet tight pussy.

“Daddy…” Dara moaned so softly he could barely hear it over his pounding heart.

That soft sound was his undoing. Stan bowed his head, his hips jerking in and out as he came hard long and deep inside her. When Stan calmed he helped Dara release the table. Gathering her into his arms he sat back into the chair holding her close for a time.

“Are you doing okay Baby girl?” Stan asked kissing the top of her head.

“Hum, I’m doing good Daddy.” Dara sighed snuggling closer against his chest.

“Good girl.” Stan kissed the top of her head again.

“How about a bath before ordering some dinner?” he asked quietly.

“Sounds like heaven.” Dara smiled into his chest.

Stan laughed low in his throat vibrating his chest against the side of her face as he stood with her in his arms. Carrying her up the stairs he laid her out on the bed and disappeared into the bathroom. He turned the bath on letting it run till it was hot, pouring in the dark kiss bubble bath his Baby girl loved, and some Epsom salt to help their sore muscles. As the tub filled, he circled the room lighting the candles to give the room a soft golden glow. Returning to her he took her hand helping her to stand. Turning her so her back was to him he grasped the end of the bow at her low back pulling the bow out that released the corset style lacing up her back that allowed the dress to slither down her body to pool at her feet. Next, he stroked his hand down her side as he knelt to help remove her heels. Before he stood again, he kissed the redden skin of first one and the other ass cheek. Standing behind her he walked her into the bathroom where he guided her over to her vanity and picking up her hairbrush, he gently worked it through the tangled strands before pinning her hair atop her head.

Placing his hand at her hip he turned her towards the tub and led her over, taking her hand to help her into the slightly hot water. Helping her lean back against the edge of the tub he then stood watching as she closed her eyes on a sigh of pleasure. Leaving the room, he headed back to the kitchen retrieving the bottle of wine and her glass as well as a second glass for himself and he returned to her. Setting the bottle and glasses on the table by the side of the tub Stan then removed his clothing touching her shoulder gently to get her to lean forward so he could slip into the water behind her and wrap her in his arms.

Stan held his Baby girl for a time as they both let the hot water ease the aches of thoroughly used muscles. Sliding his hand down her body between her thighs pulling them apart to hook them over his thighs so she was open wide for him. Brushing his hand back up her inner thighs he continued across her hips and up her torso to knead and squeeze her breasts together circling his thumbs over her peeked nipples. Nuzzling at her throat he pinched her nipples as she arched into his hand moaning.

“Daddy…” Dara whimpered when he bit lightly at her throat.

He smiled against her skin as she lifted her hands to cover Stan’s pulling them away as she shifted. Pulling her legs together she sat his hands lightly on her hips as she wiggled herself onto her knees. Bracing her hands on his shoulder as she moved her legs to straddle his hips settling her hot folds over his thick hard cock smiling down at him with lust in her eyes. Keeping her eyes on his she reached for one of the glasses of wine, taking a deep sip she set it back on the table leaning in to take his lips in a deep kiss feeding him some of the wine.

Stan groaned into her mouth swallowing the rich flavor of the wine as he took the kiss deeper wrapping his arms around her and holding tight. He felt her moan against his lips in response slid her hands up his throat and into his hair to grip tight grinding her hips deeper into his. Growling into her mouth he ran his hand down to grip her hips holding her in place. Breaking the kiss Stan stared deep into his Baby girl’s eyes.

“What does my Baby girl want?” he asked

Stan watched her close her eyes as she groaned with need working the fingers, she had gripped in his hair several time. He felt her hips roll in his hand trying to get what she wanted.

“Use your word Baby girl.” He teased nipping at her chin.

“Daddy…” she moaned trying to move again.

“All your words Baby girl.” He commanded.

“Fuck me Daddy…” she begged. Opening her eyes to stare at him.

“How Baby girl?” he asked.

He watched her take a deep breath.

“I want you to slam my pussy onto your cock and let me fuck you until we both scream our releases.” Dara demanded.

Stan groaned pushing her up by her hips he took his cock in hand. Positioning it at her entrance.

“Now.” He commanded.

Dara smiled down at him stroking her hands from his hair down to grip his shoulders as she slammed her hips back down to his incasing his thick hard cock sending a wave of water over the edge of the tub that both ignored. Stan groaned closing his eyes as Dara began to move fucking him harder and harder making waves around them. She rocked her hips against his faster and faster chanting yes over and over. When she stopped thrusting to grind her clit against him finding her release with a whimpering scream Stan took hold of her hips again holding her there as he jerked against her spilling more water over the edge of the tub, cumming deep inside her fiery core filling it with his creamy load. Clutching at each other they sat there both trying to catch their breaths. Finally, Dara spoke.

“I think we made a mess.” She laughed softly.

“I think we did.” Stan agreed.

Stan gently pushed her back seeing her wince a bit as his cock slipped free of her still pulsing pussy. He then rose from the tub carefully walking through the water on the floor he grabbed a towel coming back to the tub to help his Baby girl out drying her off and leading her to their bed.

“Face down on the bed baby girl.” Stan commanded pointing at the bed.

Dara smiled up at him before laying down as instructed and waited.

Stan leaned down close to her ear. Stroking her back he whispered.

“I’m going to go order dinner, and then I’ll be back.” He kissed her temple, smacking her ass swiftly before heading downstairs.

Stan called in their order paying with a card and returning to his baby girl he grabbed the warmed lotion from the bathroom. Skimming his hand lightly up her calf as he returned to her, he straddled her hips and drizzled the warn lotion down the center of her back. Setting the bottle aside he began massaging it into her soft skin. Kneading the used muscles of her back he listened to her moan and groan with pleasure. He slowly worked his way down kneading her ass that was still red from his spanking, and down her thighs and calves. As he reached her feet, he stood at the foot of the bed circling her ankles with his hands.

“Roll over now baby girl.” He instructed helping with his hands at her ankles

As she rolled onto her back arching towards him in desire. He clucked at her pulling at her legs in reprimand. When she stilled, he began working his way up kneading and rubbing her legs, skimming over her still needy pussy. Circling her tummy, he spanned her ribcage before kneading at her breasts, but not playing. Stroking at her throat he then teased up her jaw and over her cheeks. With a long stroke he ran his hands down to her hands as he climbed off the foot of the bed, he pulled her to a setting position.

“Stay.” Stan nipped at her lips before disappearing into the bathroom.

Stan came back out of the bathroom with a hairbrush and two rubber hairbands. Climbing behind her on the bed Stan began unpinning her hair. Once all the pins were removed, he slowly began combing out the silky strands, then parted her hair down the middle securing her hair into two pig tails that made her look like the baby girl she was to him

Just as he finished putting his baby girl’s hair into pig tails there was a knock at the door. Climbing off the bed he walked over to his wallet. Pulling out a ten he held it out for her.

“Go get the food baby girl.” He said with a smile.

She smiled standing up and heading for her rob on the back of the closet door.

“No baby girl. Just as you are.” He said.

“Yes Daddy.” She replied kissing his cheek as she took the cash heading to the stairs.

Dara walked down the stairs with a smile on her face, she did love when Daddy was playful like this, but she was always apprehensive when he wasn’t there with her. Reaching the door, she opened it with a shy smile.

“Hi, is that dinner?” she asked innocently.

The delivery man stared with the bag in his hand.

“Hum…yeah.” The young man swallowed hard holding the bag out.

“Awesome. Thank you.” Dara smiled holding out the tip while taking the bag with her other hand.

“Hu yeah thanks.” The delivery boy stuttered as she closed the door in his face.

Dara giggled to herself as she shut the door and headed for the kitchen.

Dara found her Daddy in the kitchen waiting naked for her. Stan took the bag from her hands setting it on the table with a light kiss to her lips.

“Sit baby girl.” He said.

She sat quietly as Stan laid out dinner, and they enjoyed a quite Friday night dinner naked in the kitchen.