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She was wearing Daddy’s white shirt. She always liked wearing Daddy’s clothes. That and a little skirt that showed off her legs. Even though she knew she should, she didn’t wear a bra, she liked to show off for Daddy. She put on one of his business shirts over her to hide her nipples from everyone else.
She walked into the bar, holding the shirt closed so no one could see she was being naughty. She saw Daddy over across the room sitting in a booth waiting for her. She grinned and bounced over to him, allowing the shirt to open on the way so her saw her luscious boobs bouncing just for him.
Her dark nipples showed right through the thin white fabric with ease. He was grinning and shaking his head as she came up, her hard nipples waving hello to him. He was smiling and patted his lap as she got up to him.
She grinned and plopped down on his lap and threw her arms around him. “Missed you Daddy,” she hugged him and began kissing him with big, wet, sloppy kisses.
He laughed and kissed her back. “Missed you too, baby girl.” He slid his arm around her waist. “You been good?” he asked.
“Uh huh.” She nodded and her hair flitted all around her face, coming to rest hiding her eyes. He pushed it back and kissed her.
“You have?”
“Uh huh,” she said again.
“That Daddy’s shirt you are wearing?
“Uh huh.” She nodded again and then stopped...uh oh . . . she forgot to ask him. “Ummmm I fergets to ask you Daddy . . . can I wears ya shirt?” She grinned at him.
He looked at her and kissed her again and then pulled her down so that he could whisper in her ear. “And. . .did you fergets something else, baby girl?”
“Ummmm” she thought a moment. “No bra?” She was so happy to have figured it out.
“Mmmmhmmmm. I sorta noticed.” He smiled.
She threw back her shoulders and looked down at her huge tits and hard nipples. “Ooops...you can tell?”
He nodded.
“Uh oh.” She bit her lip. “I thought I was bein sneaky.” She grinned.
“Did you now?” He smiled. “Or maybe . . . maybe you just wanted to be a lil slutty for Daddy?”
She nodded.
“A lil naughty?” His hand slid up her skirt under the table.
She nodded.
“Maybe just a lil dirty for Daddy?” His fingers found the lace edge to her panties.
She nodded.
“Hmmmm. Well, then that’s OK I guess. Cause Daddy likes you a lil slutty sometimes.” His fingers slid under her panties. She gave him a mock look of surprise.
“And sometimes he likes you a lil naughty.” His fingers found her slit and opened her up. She was so wet that his fingers were easily able to stroke her under her panties.
“And Daddy definitely likes you a little dirty.” Two fingers slid into her without warning. She grabbed the table for balance as he began to finger fuck her under the table. Her legs were facing in so no one could really see him fingering her but she knew her face would be a bright neon sign to anyone that looked.
She was biting her lip to keep from moaning as he slid both fingers deep in her and wiggled them. Her juices were soaking her panties through and running down the crack of her ass.
She felt his cock rock hard under her through their clothing. She knew he really did like her a little slutty. As his fingers fucked her nice and slow, she fought to regain composure and not let everyone know what was happening.
Daddy kept smiling and making it harder and harder not to scream, his thumb rubbing her clit in time with the finger fucking.
She grabbed his shoulder and pressed her face against his neck, moaning softly as he brought her closer and closer to cumming. “Ooooooh Daddy.”
“Be a good girl. Be a good girl. Don’t you scream baby girl. Be a good girl for Daddy.” His voice seemed to wrap her up in itself. Soothing and exciting her more.
“Oooooh Daddy. I’m a good girl.” She cooed in his ear. She spread her legs a little more, allowing him room to slide his fingers in and out faster.
“Mmmm such a good girl. Daddy’s good little slut.”
“Yes, Daddy. . .Daddy’s slut,” she whispered in his ear. She loved being Daddy’s lil slut.
His fingers made a wet sloppy sound as he fingered her fast and hard. She knew she was going to cum soon; she couldn’t hold back long. She was trying so hard to hold back until he told her, trying to be a good girl for him.
“Now. . . Baby girl. . . I want you to be a good girl. I want you to cum for Daddy when I tell you.”
“Yes, Daddy . . . all for you.”
“Mmmm I know baby girl. . .all for Daddy.” He kissed her neck.
“Oooooooo.” She was shaking all over, trying so hard to hold back. It was like trying to hold back the waves in the ocean. . .so hard. She was trying so hard.
His other hand grabbed her hair, pushing her face into his neck and holding her there, grabbing her hair so hard it hurt. “Now. . . Baby girl. . .Now. . .come for Daddy!”
She didn’t need to be told again. She bit her lip so hard she thought it would bleed. She kept the scream inside her and tried to control her body shaking and jerking as she came. She was not breathing, trying to stifle her moans that way. The fire in her washed over her and she came hard for Daddy.
He was stroking her hair and kissing her. Subtly playing with her nipples, each touch making her tremble. He was whispering what a good girl she was. She smiled and snuggled into him, she was a good girl.
“Now baby girl. Give me the shirt,” he said in a sweet whisper. She obediently took it off and handed it to him. He took it and kissed her. “Time to go,” he said.
Together they stood up and Daddy dropped money on the table to pay for his drink. She walked beside him, proud when people stared at her big tits and hard nipples. She was Daddy’s good girl. . . a lil naughty. . . a lil slutty. . . Daddy’s good baby girl.
