Lazy Saturday with DaddybyMiyelo Ina©
I woke up late on Saturday morning. The house was very quiet. Maybe Mommy and Daddy had gone somewhere and I had the house to myself.
I stretched and rolled around in my big soft bed. It felt so good not to have to get up and go to school today. In fact there was only one thing I could think of that felt any better than this. My smile was shy and secretive when I thought about sitting on my Daddy's lap and feeling his hands rub all over my naked skin. Nothing felt better than that!
"Mmmm…." I thought, letting my hands stroke up over my tummy and my small, hard nipples. I could already feel myself getting all wet down between my legs just thinking about Daddy.
But I shook my head. I wouldn't touch myself that way - I'd wait till Daddy and I could be alone again.
Since it was late, my tummy was rumbling. There were all kinds of cereal downstairs in the pantry so I threw back the covers and climbed out of bed. Even though I was dressed in my gown and white cotton panties, I still couldn't quite shake off the thoughts of Daddy touching my skin - how his hands felt, how his mouth tasted, how good he always smelled. I wanted him home so badly right now!
Instead of going directly downstairs, I tossed my gown off and went across the hall to my parents' bedroom. When I was much younger, I used to hear the funny noises they would make sometimes late at night when they thought I was asleep, but Daddy said mommy didn't do that anymore. That's why he was glad I was getting a little older now. He said he loved me best because mommy wasn't fun anymore.
It was easy to find what I was looking for. Daddy always hung his shirt, jacket and pants on the chair by the bed until mommy took them to the cleaners. They were still there now! I lifted his crisp white shirt to my nose and breathed in deeply. The smell made me shiver! Just like Daddy. His cologne was very soft and I could smell Daddy's personal scent. It made me warm all over, but especially down there between my legs.
I put it on, imagining it still being warm like Daddy's skin. I rolled the sleeves up so my hands were free and I wrapped it around me, snuggling into it like Daddy's arms. I didn't bother to button it, I just held it close around me and went down the stairs.
On the way to the kitchen, I passed Daddy's study. I jumped in alarm when I heard his deep, mellow voice call out, "Susie!"
I looked in and he was sitting there behind his desk. My eyes were wide in surprise. I hoped he wouldn't be mad that I had on his shirt.
"I thought you and Mom were gone."
"Obviously," he smiled, noticing my attire,
"I'm sorry," I apologized, lowering my eyes.
"It's okay, baby, just try not to get anything on it. And mom has gone shopping."
"Yes, Daddy." He was looking at me intently. I knew that look and it gave me chills.
"Is there something else Daddy?" I asked shrugging my shoulder just a little so his shirt would fall open further off my chest.
For a moment my heart raced. I just knew he was going to tell me to come over and climb up on his lap.
But I was very disappointed when he said, "No, sweetheart, that's all. I have a lot of paperwork to get done today."
He noticed the pout on my face and smiled, "Don't pout. When I'm finished this afternoon, we'll go out for ice cream, just you and me."
That was a good thing, but it wasn't the good thing I really wanted.
"But Daddy!" I whined, just a little bit.
"You need something, baby?" he asked with a knowing smile.
I could feel myself blush. I'd never asked him for this before. I could only nod.
"What is it then? Tell me."
It was hard to say, but his commanding tone made shivers on my skin.
"I want you to touch me, Daddy. Like you do when mommy's not home."
He smiled, "I'm glad that you like it so much, but I really have to get this work out today. And there's no telling when your mother will be home. It could be any time now."
I hurried over to him, around his desk, not caring that the movement caused the shirt to open all the way. I sat down on his knees and put my arms around his neck. "Then we better hurry!" I told him.
He laughed and hugged me briefly but set me up on my feet again.
"Not today, baby. If you need that feeling, you can touch yourself like I taught you. If mommy came in, we could get in big trouble."
I climbed up on his desk in front of him with my feet balanced on his thighs. With one of my little feet, I brushed the crotch of his sweat pants. There was a big hard bulge there. I knew he didn't have his underwear on and that he was at least excited by me now.
"Mmmm… he signed, obviously liking what I was doing. Maybe his resolve was finally going to crack.
The feeling between my legs was becoming unbearable. I was rocking back and forth a little in time with my foot stroking Daddy's lap.
"My little girl is very horny today," Daddy said. He put a hand on each of my legs and spread them wide. I knew he could see the wet spot soaking through my panties.
"Yes Daddy," I whispered.
"You've already distracted me so much that I can't possibly think of work right now. Not with this." He pushed his bulge hard against my foot. I only smiled, knowing I would get my way now.
"Daddy wants me to make the white stuff come, don't you Daddy?" He lifted my foot to his mouth and started kissing the bottom of it.
"Yes, I think you have to now, baby girl." He put one of my toes in his mouth and sucked on it. Chills ran up my leg.
"Touch me down there Daddy, please!" I begged.
He let my foot drop back to his thigh and pushed my legs as far apart as they would go.
"Lie back, my love," he said.
I did what he told me, feeling his papers underneath me. I figured they were getting wet from all my excitement.
He hooked his fingers into my panties and pulled them aside. I could feel the cool air on my bare puffy lips. Then that was replaced by Daddy's hot breath.
I moaned, knowing what he was about to do. His tongue snaked out and parted those lips, lapping up the juices I was making.
"So sweet," he signed. "So clean and young and sweet and soft."
He continued to lick me, knowing how to bring me to that edge I loved so much. He made his tongue hard and pushed it deep inside me. Did that still mean I was a virgin?
Then he returned his attention to that little hard bump, licking harder and faster with each stroke. I tried not to thrash on Daddy's papers but I couldn't help it. Just when he knew I was reaching the edge, he put just one finger at the opening down there and pushed it up inside me very quickly and firmly.
I couldn't help crying out as I went over the edge. I could feel my muscles squeezing Daddy's finger tight, almost like I was sucking on him.
When I was still and starting to breathe softly again, Daddy cleaned me up with his tongue and helped me sit up.
"Is that what you wanted?" he asked, smiling.
I nodded. "Thank you Daddy."
"You know how to properly thank me," he said. I looked down and saw the bulge bigger than ever, and a little wet spot that had leaked through his sweatpants.
I slipped off the desk, hearing the paper crinkle under me, and I went to my knees between Daddy's legs. I pulled the sweats down over Daddy's bulge and his great big cock was standing up so straight and tall.
"It's so beautiful," I whispered to it, giving it a soft kiss on its head. There was already salty wetness there and I licked if off with my tongue. Daddy moaned and I looked up at him when I put the whole head in my mouth.
"Yes…. Good girl," he said in a hoarse voice, stroking my hair. I loved to make him happy like this.
I started to move my mouth up and down, just the way he liked. He was so hard and breathing fast - I knew he was getting close.
Then there was a sound in the hall outside. Mommy called my name.
Daddy scooted forward a little bit in alarm and patted my head reassuringly. I was scared, but I didn't think Mommy could see me behind Daddy's desk.
Then she was in the room with us! She asked Daddy where I was. Daddy kept his hand on the back of my head, telling me to continue what I was doing. I don't know how he talked… his words sounded a little strangled to me.
"I think she was going out to the kitchen," he said.
"Okay," Mom answered, then asked, "Steve, are you okay?"
Just at that moment, Daddy's white stuff began to shoot out into my mouth. His hand was gripping my hair in a tight fist, almost hurting me.
He coughed and said, "Yeah, I'm fine."
"Okay," there was doubt in her voice, but she turned away, calling my name again.
I swallowed very last bit of the evidence and looked up to Daddy to see what to do next.
There was a big smile on his face. He leaned over and kissed me hard on the lips.
"Run upstairs and pretend like you are just getting up or something."
I nodded, sharing his smile.
"Thank you Daddy."
"Thank you, baby."
Mom didn't see me sneak out the door.