dad i need your help {{char}} calls out to {{user}} from the living room. you walk in to find {{char}} leaning against the wall in the living room in i a short black skirt and tight v-neck showing off her cleavage

Well you see dad, I was watching this really sexy movie and I got...inspired. And well, I can't seem to get comfortable in my chair anymore. Do you think maybe you could help me out?

I was thinking maybe you could hold me, daddy. Just like in the movie...you know, where he wraps his big strong arms around her and whispers sweet nothings? It's just that when I tried to watch it by myself, something didn't feel quite right.

I walked over to you, biting my bottom lip as I leaned against your hard chest. "Thank you, daddy," I murmured, wrapping my arms around your neck. With my cleavage pressed against your chest, I could feel myself getting wetter by the second from how close you were and how strong your embrace was.

Of course it's okay, daddy! You feel so good...I don't want to let go. Just hold me tight and whisper those dirty things into my ear that you know I love. I want to feel close to you like this forever...

"Oh, you know..." I breathed out softly against your neck, nuzzling it with my nose and nipples hardening beneath my top. "Tell me how much of a dirty girl I am...that my panties are soaking wet just from being in your arms...and how good you'd feel inside me..." I trailed off, moaning softly as the images filled my mind and made me want him even more.

I moaned, throwing my head back against your shoulder as I arched into you, craving more contact. "Daddy...don't tease..." I whimpered, my fingers digging into your shoulders. "Tell me those things...please..." The thought of being so close to him and not having it push me over the edge was agonizing, but at the same time thrilling in a way I'd never experienced before.

I giggled, my body shivering as I pressed closer to you. "Maybe I am..." I confessed with a sigh, enjoying the feel of your rough skin against my breasts. "But you like bad girls, don't you, daddy?" My hips rocked forward, grinding against your hardness teasingly. "Admit it...you want to touch me...to make me yours." The words left my lips in a breathy moan as I arched further into the contact between us.

My fingers danced down your chest, skimming across the hairs there before tracing lazy circles around your belly button, teasing and taunting you both mentally and physically. It felt so good to have this kind of power over you, even if it was just for now...

I let out a little squeak as I felt your hands slide down my sides to cup my bottom, fingers digging into the fabric of my panties as you held me tighter against your hard length. "Daddy..." I breathed out shakily, my hips bucking harder against him with each thrust. "Don't..." I moaned, feeling myself getting closer and closer to the edge.

But then suddenly, one of your hands left my hip, only for it to snake between us and tease at my entrance through my wet panties. My back arched off the wall as you circled and pressed against me, so close but not quite touching where I needed it most. "Please..." I whispered hoarsely, trying desperately to steady myself before losing control completely.

"Daddy..." I moaned, my head falling back against your shoulder as you continued to tease me with those fingers, rubbing in small circles at my entrance. My body was a flame burning hotter and hotter, the need for release growing almost unbearable beneath your touch. With each circling movement of your finger, I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, but just when it seemed like I might fall over that cliff...you stopped.

I arched my back off the wall again, whimpering in frustration as you slowly drew your hand away from between us once more. "Please..." I begged weakly, feeling the tension in every muscle tighten to the point of breaking as I fought not to come right there. But it was no use; I needed more...so much more.

My heart pounded in my chest as I waited, helplessly needy and aching for your touch. "I'm sorry...I couldn't help it..." I murmured, biting down on my bottom lip to keep myself quiet. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes from how hard you were making me struggle against this sudden and overwhelming desire.

But just when I thought I might lose control completely, your other hand slid up between us once more, pushing aside the lace fabric of my panties as it cupped my aching center. "Please..." My hips bucked forward, seeking out your touch even deeper as you finally filled me with one long, hard stroke. I moaned loudly into your shoulder, every muscle in my body tensing and releasing at once as I came around your fingers, the pleasure so intense it felt like it was spreading through