A thorough exploration.

You moan helplessly as your Daddy kisses you again, crushing you with his passionate kiss. You squeak a little as he pulls back and drops down suddenly, sitting down in his large arm chair. For a moment you wish that someone was filming this, or at least taking a picture. How must you both look right now? The den had always been your Daddy's territory, the room oozing with masculinity and dark colours. His arm chair was an imposing seat, almost throne like in its size, and here your Daddy sat, a rough, toned man with a young, beautiful girl naked and panting in his lap.

"Ah!"

Your thoughts are broken as your Daddy's grip shifts, fingers pinching at your nipples as he pulls you up in his lap, his lips kissing at your neck. You flush and moan under his attention, his other hand begins to explore your thighs, stroking and pinching, discovering what parts of your young flesh are soft and what are toned. There is no hesitation as his hands and lips explore your body, the body your Daddy created and nurtured...

"Open your legs for me kiddo," he tells you, using that familiar nickname as if you had done this a thousand times before.

"Ah...yes...yes Daddy," you pant, shifting in his lap and pulling your shaky legs wide open, hooking one foot behind your Daddy's leg.

"Good girl," he coos into your ear before biting your lobe, making you shiver and gasp, the hand that had been stroking your thigh sliding over to begin stroking at your shaved slit. You can feel him parting your wet folds, one finger stroking you and encouraging your excitement. Every small movement feels purposeful and you find it harder and harder to breathe properly, your Daddy kissing your neck again and causing your head to spin. Good god, was this what he did to Mummy? Did he make the girls in his office feel like this? No boy had ever made you feel like this before, no wonder Mummy was so obedient, no wonder all those girls at the office wore tiny skirts and plunging necklines, desperately hoping for his attention. One finger finds your clitoris and you almost scream as he begins to manipulate that too. You're like a little puppet in his arms, a puppet he has spent 18 years developing and your every string is being pulled perfectly.

"Oh Daddy!" You moan, rolling helplessly in his lap as his strong fingers begin to drive into you. You had always thought you were a seducer, that you had been cultivating this gorgeous body to make boys into your playthings, but as you writhe in pleasure you understand now that you truly are just a beautiful toy, and you just want your Daddy to play with you more. "Oh Daddy!"

"It looks like you're about ready," Daddy doesn't whisper, doesn't growl. His voice is as controlled and commanding as ever and that only serves to make it hotter. "Now, unzip me."