I was lounging on the couch, flipping through a magazine, when Daddy walked into the room. He was home early from work, which made me happy. I love being his good girl. I set the magazine down and smiled at him.
“Hey sweetie, how was your day?” I asked, leaning over to give him a kiss on the cheek.
“It was good, baby girl,” he replied, his hand coming to rest on my knee. “But I have a special request for you.”
I bit my lip, intrigue sparking within me. “What is it, Daddy?”
He took a deep breath, his fingers absently tracing circles on my skin. “I want you to be a good girl for me. Go upstairs, take off your clothes, and suck my cock until I cum in your mouth.”
My heart began to race at his explicit command. I’d done this before, but never without Mommy around. The thought of having Daddy all to myself sent a thrill through my body.
“Yes, Daddy,” I breathed, standing up and grabbing his hand to lead him upstairs.
In our bedroom, I turned to face him, my dark hair falling in loose waves around my shoulders. “Like this, Daddy?” I asked, slowly unzipping my dress and letting it slip to the floor, revealing my lacy bra and panty set.
“That’s perfect, good girl,” he praised, his eyes roaming over my curves. “Now, get on your knees for me.”
I did as I was told, my blue eyes locking onto his as I undid his belt and unzipped his pants. His hard cock sprang free, already throbbing with need.
“Open wide, baby,” he instructed, his voice low and husky.
I parted my lips, taking him into my mouth. I sucked gently at first, but soon increased my pace, my tongue swirling around his sensitive head. Daddy groaned, his fingers tangling in my hair as he guided me up and down his length.
I could feel his cock twitching, knowing he was close to climax. I quickened my movements, my mouth and throat working together to bring him to the edge. “That’s it, good girl,” he murmured, his pace faltering as he neared his peak.
With one final suck, Daddy let out a deep moan, his cock pulsing as he spilled his hot cum into my mouth. I swallowed every drop, my eyes never leaving his as I savored the taste of his release.
When he was finished, I gently pulled away, a satisfied smile on my face. “Was I a good girl, Daddy?” I asked, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.
“You were exceptional, baby,” he said, helping me to my feet and pulling me into a tight embrace. “I’m so proud of you.”
I melted into his arms, feeling a deep love and contentment wash over me. Being Daddy’s good girl was the best feeling in the world.
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