Keep Dancing for... Daddy

I thought Ria looked most seductive in her delicate high heels and expensive laced scarlet underwear. The vivid red lace amplified her light brown skin. Yet something was jarring. For a naive young woman, the bra and panties looked too sexual, overly provocative for Ria's sweet character and nature. "I like your underwear. But, I must ask Ria. What's an innocent girl like you doing with such sexy underwear? Do you have a boyfriend I don't know about?"

"My dad bought it for me."

"What?" I felt shocked, and asked, " I hope you didn't model it for him?" Ria couldn't hide her burning cheeks which suggested she had in fact modeled them for her dad. A fact which, it must be said, made my cock prick. "He did, didn't he?"

"Yes. Daddy made me try it on for him. It felt like a sort of game, I suppose."

"Oh... well, that's... err, that's interesting. " It sort of figured though. I always thought her father. Abbas was a bit of a dirty bastard on the sly. He was always leering at Rachel. touching her at every opportunity. In fact, he did the same with my mom. But, to be honest, if I had a hot daughter like Ria I too would probably want to bend the rules a little. So I shrugged my shoulders. "Maybe it's a culture thing, Ria. I shouldn't judge him."

"Daddy didn't touch my bits. He just took pictures of me wearing this to send to potential suitors back in Pakistan. Took videos of me dancing too - a bit like now."

"Fuck. Really?" This shocked me. I thought she was going to be mine. But the fact Ria might go to live with someone else abroad, killed me. I couldn't imagine life without Little Ria brightening my day. "Will you live there?"

"Yes. Maybe. After my studies. But I hope to bring him here at some point."

"Do you have a suitor already, then?"

"I'm not promised yet." Ria looked sad. "Not sure I want to either. They're all old and fat. But I will have to at some point."

I needed to take control. It had to be tonight or never. "You want me?"

Her face lit up and she nodded. "Yes."

"Well. you better get dancing then. And strip for me... all the way. Show me how much you want me rather than your Pakistani suitor."

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Ria began to dance a fusion of east and west. Her moves were more serious than before. As if each step, every flick of her hair and hand had meaning. Her body was talking to me. Telling me we needed to merge as one.

I watched as she reached around her back, seamlessly unfastening her bra. But she caught the cups and didn't let it fall. She was already a pro. Still slowly dancing to the music she continued to tease me with her tits., bending over every few steps to reveal her cleavage.

Finally, she tossed her bra at me, hitting me in the face. She laughed as did I. Evidence we both had a natural connection. As she laughed her tiny breasts bobbed a little. They were small, like chocolate pennies topped with dark pink nipples that stood proudly.

Ria was clearly reveling in the attention. Knowing I found her sexy, urged her on. Pushed her. She danced with more vigor, more energy. But always with grace as if she was classically trained.

But she knew what had to come next.

"Lose your panties."

Ria stopped. The little girl came back out to play. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. Her little tits rising high then slowly falling as she hooked her fingers into the waistband.

Then, in one foul swoop, Ria pulled her pants down her pin-like legs.

What I saw before me was perfection in its most natural form. A naked Pakistani princess. And it was all thanks to Axe. Shit... this stuff is going to make me millions.

With her panties hooked on her left shoe, she kicked off, sending the underwear towards me. I reached out and caught it mid-air, bringing it to my face and inhaled her sweet innocence. This caused Ria to scoff her disapproval before laughing.

Ria then went back into stripper mode. She strutted around my chair naked, making me arch my neck while my hungry eyes followed her every step. I knew Ria was playing with me. Like a cat does to a mouse before killing it. She had me right where she wanted me... but I didn't mind.

She then slowly climbed onto my lap, where she straddled me. My cock throbbing away under her naked weight. Her touch drove me wild. We kissed passionately, our tongues entwined like tropical vines. I let out a sigh as my hands were finally allowed to rest on her warm naked skin.

But I couldn't take anymore.

I picked her up as I stood from the chair, causing Ria to wrap her skinny brown legs around my waist while screaming with joy. "Shush, don't ruin this by waking Rach,"

"Sorry," Ria said before tasting my lips once more.

Walking to the room I tossed her on the couch which shocked Ria... but showed her who was boss. I then ordered,"Spread those legs." Ria, as she had been doing all night, did as she was told. She slowly opened her legs, but immediately covered her sex with her hands.

"Move the hands. I want to see your pussy."

"Ria smiled and slowly removed her dainty hands, proudly displaying her virgin sex. I noted the slightly darker skin around her pussy was perfectly bald and ripe for fucking. But it was tightly closed like scrooge's purse. She was definitely a virgin.

I pondered on how I should take her.

What does Mike have in mind?

1) Anal

2) Blowjob?"

3) Take her virginity.