Please enjoy this short story formulated via twitter last Friday. I have copied all my tweets to tell you my very own Daddy / Babygirl tale.

Daddy’s Home…. #FucktoyFriday

Standing alone on the rooftop garden she watered the lilies. Bending over she felt the breeze as it cooled her exposed cunt.

Immersed in her fantasy, his hands taking her roughly here in her hidden oasis she let her fingers trail into her bare slit.

The evening sunshine licked her skin as she fingered her clit, in the warmth of the dying sun, heat ignited within her core.

Sinking onto the sun lounger she writhed under the pressure of her fingers losing herself in the momentum her orgasm took hold.

The heat evaporated from the air as her breathing calmed. She felt his presence before she saw him. Opening her eyes he loomed over her.

‘Did you seek permission for that orgasm?’ His voice hard. She spoke softly, ‘No Daddy, I’m sorry.’ ‘You know what happens to naughty girls’.

She stood up slowly allowing him to sit on vacated chair. Leaning across his thighs he lifted her skirt to reveal her pert bottom.

He trailed a finger lightly up her slit before squeezing her arse cheeks in turn. She squirmed, his hand landed firmly *smack*.

‘Ouch Daddy’ she whimpered, *smack, smack, smack* his tempo increased with every complaint.

Her crimson bottom radiated heat as he spanked her. She couldn’t help but cry out but her cunt tightened with every handprint.

She begged him to stop, tears streamed down her cheeks, her arse burning. The spanking ceased. She was truly sorry.

He pulled her onto his knee and held her, calming his babygirl until she regained control of her raged breathing.

Whispering sweet things into her ear his hand stroked her thigh, fingers edging towards the hot wetness between her thighs.

Sliding his fingers over her smooth mound he gently rubbed her engorged clit.’Daddy’ she moaned pressing her face to his chest.

Bringing her to the edge of her climax he withdrew his fingers. ‘Do you want to come babygirl?’ She nodded. ‘I didn’t hear you’.

‘Please Daddy can I come?’ she pleaded as he toyed with her nipples making her squirm in his lap.

‘Of course you *can* come, the question is whether you *may* come’ he smirked, as she pouted.

‘Please Daddy may I come?’ She begged. He slid 2 fingers into her wet cunt, ‘hmmmm, we will see, on your knees treasure’.

Unzipping his fly his hard cock bobbed free. She licked her lips, greedily taking in his length. ‘Now, ask me again’ he grinned.

She mumbled her desperate question as he pushed his cock harder into her throat. ‘Speak clearly girl’.

Droplets of rain began to fall as he fucked her throat. He roughly grabbed her hair, she moaned around his cock, he shuddered.

His orgasm took her by surprise, hot salty liquid pumped down her throat. She licked him clean, looked up and smiled, ‘Thank you Daddy’.

The rain fell more heavily, somewhere is the distance thunder rolled. Her shirt clung to her erect nipples as she remained kneeling.

He helped her onto the sun lounger, all fours, arse high, knees spread. Her silky slit desperate for his caress, he waited.

She wriggled with nervous anticipation as he stroked the still inflamed skin of her buttocks. He dipped a finger into her willing hole.

The heel of his hand rubbed rhythmically against her clit whilst his fingers delved deep inside her juicy cunt. She wriggled.

He brought her to the brink, her cunt squeezing around him, he removed his fingers, slipping them easily into her tight ring.

She squirmed against the invading digit before the unrelenting sensations encompassed her and she came shouting for her Daddy.

He held his babygirl tight. She squeezed into him, nuzzling his shoulder as he stroked her hair. She could smell her scent on his hand.

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