Chapter 14
by 
Yelawolf
I see
A couple flirting on a sitcom TV show
I watch the couple flirt with each other on the sitcom. The woman had a seductive smirk as she rubbed the man's chest while he had his hands on her waist.
I was sitting on Daddy's lap, his hard cock poking my ass. I felt his hands on my waist, slowly sliding up my shirt. I bit my bottom lip as he touched my nipples.
"They are acting like sluts, Stevie." He whispers to me, licking my neck. I bit back a moan as I felt his lips on my neck. His tongue, teeth, and lips ravaged my smooth, pale skin.
He started to kiss my chest, my stomach, and my navel and stopped at my crotch. He looked up at me with a lustful smirk before slapping my underwear-cladded cock.
"You want this little crush of yours. You have to man up and make her desire you. You don't dress like a whore to get someone, Stevie." He says I am pulling down my pants as my mother cooks dinner in the room a few yards away.
I blushed as I felt Daddy groping me. His heavy hands were firm on my bubble butt.
"How can you even get a girl when you are dressed like a slut? A fag boy? That bitch won't even look at you twice if you continue dressing up like that." He says, slapping my ass as I whimper.
"I understand, daddy." I say, looking down in shame. He smirked as he pulled my underwear down and fondled my cock and balls.
"Touch yourself for Daddy." He commands me. I blushed heavily as I took my member into my hand and started stroking.
