
From the moment you hit puberty I have struggled with how a single father should answer your questions. At first it was why there was hair growing down there, then it was why your breasts were budding and tender. Always making me choke on my answers with your big innocent eyes and smile. As you got older you continue to ask things just to get a rise out of me. I know damn well you know why your sheets are wet sometimes in the morning but I couldn’t bring myself to tell you I could hear you touching yourself. Now I sit here watching football as you study with your legs stretched out over me. I try to ignore it but when you shift up on your elbows and look back at me I can already sense your playfulness. Then your toes began to tease my thick cock through my jeans. “Daddy………what’s that?” I can hear the giggle in your voice and its frustrating not knowing what to do with such a naughty little girl. “You know what that is! Now do your homework.”
I watch your teeth graze your soft lips as you bat your eyes at me. “Is it your Daddy toy?” I laugh at that one, daddy toy? “What? come on stop being so….daddy toy…ha right.” I put my eyes back on the game trying to take my mind off the fact your socks were rubbing me hard. “I like Daddy toy.” I smirk at you. “It’s not a toy…” giggles “Yes it is, you play with it don’t you?” I shake my head knowing this conversation is going way wrong, fast. “Don’t you have friends to play with?” “No, I want to play with Daddy?” Your voice growing younger by the minute. “Well I am watching the game.”
“Can I play with your toy while you watch?” I push your feet off. “No, you need to stop being a dirty little girl or you are going to get it.” Sitting up and bouncing up next to me “Good Daddy! I want to *get it*” Now your hand is on my throbbing bulge. “Baby you don’t understand what you are talking about. Go play.” Childish grumbles “But I wanna play with you…” my zipper yanked fast and a little hand slipping inside to grip me makes me forget about the game quickly. “You can’t do that.” Your fingers pull me out and wrap around it. You gently stroke it. “Baby seriously this is wrong.” But I watch how you look at me, then I feel how wet your lips are as you take a taste. “Shit……..” I leaned back as you sucked slow and deep. You knew, you absolutely knew what you were doing. You hand moved down between your legs. Head bobbing slow as your soft eyes looked at me in pleasure.
“Baby you have to stop, I’m gonna…fuck please you have to…” It just made you devour it. I gripped your hair and closed my eyes as I burst in your mouth. I couldn’t look at first knowing what just happened, but I felt your tongue swirling around to clean me. “Mmmmm daddy I wanted to play so bad, thank you for the treat.” As I opened my eyes you were pulling your fingers out of yourself. “See how bad I wanted it.” glazed fingers dangled in front of my face then brushed over my lips. I opened them and cleaned them, so sweet, your taste. Then you flipped over on your stomach and went back to studying like nothing happened. I tucked my wet cock back in and as I zipped your feet returned to tease. I stared blankly at the tv wondering how that just happened but with the way you were still teasing, I know it would not be the last time.








