The Next Thursday

Dad and I messaged each other several times throughout the week, I sent him suggestive shots, nude shots, shots of my nipples being linked by a fine gold chain, it was fun. I hadn’t had this kind of suggestive flirting in a few years.

But soon enough it was Thursday.

About 7am on Thursday I got a message from Dad saying he was taking Mom to the airport. I felt a little horney thrill, was looking forward to tonight.

Julie Mark and I had discussed what to wear and which nipple charms to wear. Mark wanted me to wear the one’s which said ‘breed’ and ‘me’ Julie and I thought that maybe we should ease him into it, or me as the case might have been. I so I ended up wearing a pair which said ‘Daddy’s Girl’, I also attached a short length of leather to each hoop, which meant I couldn’t wear a bra. Instead I wore a white button up shirt and a plaid skirt, really playing up the little girl aspect.

I got to my folks house about 6:30 and let myself in, I had brought a couple of bottles of wine and a new bottle of scotch. I thought Dad and I could spend a day drinking and fucking.

As soon as I opened the door Dad came round to hug me, he took in my look and smiled, “Evening Kimmie. I see you came prepared.” He said with a smile.

I nodded, “I’ve been looking forward to this all week.” I said.

“Kimmie, you know this is all wrong don’t you?” He took a breath, “I shouldn’t be taking advantage of you like this.”

I couldn’t help but laugh, Dad looked hurt, “I did this Dad, not you, I hit on you, I pushed for this, I sucked your cock. You haven’t taken advantage of me at all.”

He sort of paused and then suddenly his arms were around me and his mouth on mine, we kissed passionately a his hands reached under my skirt and grabbed my arse. “No panties, you naughty girl.” I felt his mouth kiss down the side of my neck as my fingers fumbled at his shirt, then his hands were there to help me.

As soon as my hands touched his chest his hands went to my shirt and I gasps as he pulled my top open without any attempt at undoing the buttons. I heard the clatter of my buttons as he leant back and looked upon my chest. He then gently grabbed the leather cord between my nipples and pushed it downwards, “I like the little tags on your nipples.” He said as I knelt in front of him.

“Thank you Daddy.” I said as I reached for his belt, “I have others as well, which I would be happy to show you.” As I reached into his fly and pulled out his thick cock I licked my lips, “I have ones which say ‘Cocksucker’ and ‘Slut’ if you prefer.”