Tag: distraction

The long hours were not enough to keep on top of my workload, I started bringing it home with me too.  You were understanding, supportive, although the frustrations slowly built.  You went to bed most nights alone as I burn midnight oils, you knew it was for us but how can there be an US if we don’t take time to share ourselves.  You lay in bed wrestling with your needs vs my responsibility.  Tonight your needs were winning the mental battle as you slipped out of bed and put on your stockings and high heels.  

I didn’t hear you open the door but when you lifted your leg and set you foot on the small table across from me I noticed the movement.  I was about to ask if everything was ok but there was no need for that.  I could tell by the wicked little smile and the way your hands moved over your body exactly what brought you into the study.  You were so damn beautiful, I sat there and watched as you played, seduced.  My cock growing stiff as you teased your body for my arousal.  Your hips started to rock against your touch, your nipples extended and obviously aching with every little tug.  I could feel your need as well as my own.  I had neglected my love so I stood up and walked over to you.  I took your face in my hands and kissed you with passion, then scooped you up in my arms to carry you to bed. 

“Baby what are you doing?”  Turning on the tv as you walk in blocking my view of the big game.

“Nothing..” as you kneel down on the carpet looking up at me.  

“Baby?  Do you need something?”  I flip the channels to find the superbowl pre game.

“Mmm yes Daddy……” a litttle smirk

“And is that need of yours the reason you have only your bra and panties on?” giggles spill out as you nod and look at my lap.

“Baby the game is going to start soon, just tell Daddy what you want.”

“I want a snack.” your hands move over my bulge as you unbutton my jeans.

“Mmmmm and does daddy have the treat you are looking for?” I feel you reach in my briefs and pull out my soft thick cock.  Your tongue teasing the tip as you lean over it and gently suck on it.  My eyes rolling as I lean back as watch you sucking wildly like you are starving for it.  “Fuck baby go on then….just like that, take what you need.” I groan as my hips rock against your mouth.  I hear and feel the POP of your wet lip coming off my cock as you stand quickly and yank your panties to the side.  You turn and sit down as my cock slips in your soaked little slit.  “Baby have you been playing?” I knew you had but I loved to hear you say it. “Yes Daddy, I know you want to watch the game but can you do it like this?” You start to lift and fall on my raging hard cock.  I growl a bit and cup your ass and tit.   “Oh damn you babygirl, you know I can’t resist your sexy little body on me….” I feel you hold my knees and slam your little cunt harder and faster.  “I know Daddy….and I just need to feel it in me sometimes” 

The game started but all I was watching was your bottom rocking on my stomach.  The only thing I could hear was your whimpers and moans over the cheering crowds.   The only thing I felt was the wetness of each orgasm spill on me as you kept fucking me.  “Daddy pleaseeee, I have to feel it in me, fill me Daddy.” and with a heavy burst I empty my seed deep as you push down and squeeze my cock in your womb.   “Holy fuck baby yes!” a slow rocking of your hips as you claim it all.  “Who’s winning Daddy?”  

“Daddy is baby, Daddy is winning!”

You had watched me playing over the years with my buddies in the man cave for years.   Most nights you curled up in my lap.  The boys never minded as you had sexy dripping from you.  Then one night my brother began giving us crap about you joining the game.  “High stakes-not for little girls.”  I could actually feel you getting warm in my arms as you leaned over the table “I’m no little girl and I am going to empty that wallet of yours”  I covered your entry as you stood up and slipped out of your clothes.  I knew your game so I offered you my chair and pushed it in for my lady.  I whisper to your ear and you lay your panties in the middle of the table, “Any of  you boys beats my girl can have her tonight.” you giggled and looked up at me.   The cards were dealt and the chips shifted on the table.  It wasn’t long before the last man fell to your skill or maybe it was the distraction?  They never questioned you playing again.