Daddy Did It First

Chapter Four

"You'll drill a hole in my face if you don't blink already", said Joe.

Allison immediately became weak in her knees at the sound of his voice.

"Uh... Good morning... How was your night?" she managed to say.

"Come here. Were you going to run off on me?" Joe asked, as he slowly sat up.

"No. I mean, yes. No, not actually run, but...you know? Just...," she stuttered, still embarrassed from the vivid memory of the previous night.

"I wasn't going to run off with your coat. We sort of ripped my cloth apart when we...last night...so I was just borrowing your coat to cover up my naked...ness,"

Joe softly patted the bed, gesturing at her to come sit next to him. Her legs kept shamefully bumping into each other as she walked up to him.

"Uh... about last night," she began nervously.

"Last night was wonderful. I had the most amazing night in years, thanks to you", Joe said, shifting a few strands of hair off her face. "I enjoyed, really enjoyed f*****g you. I loved every bit of it while it lasted. Mere talking about it is making me hard...see," Joe said, showing her his protruding c**k.

Allison sat breathless, not able to take her eyes off his pretty huge manhood.

"I...I don't know what to say,"

"Well, things you cannot say with your mouth, will you like to say them with your p***y?" Joe teased, licking his lips seductively. Allison was immediately jealous of his tongue, they got to lick his lips very often while she didn't. She blushed at the realization of how naughty her thoughts had gotten.

"I...I," she began to say.

Joe snuck his hand under her skirt and clamped his palm over her p***y. He pulled her panties together until they thinned out and fit in between her v****a lips. He was, all the while, maintaining eye contact.

He soon shifted her panties out of the way completely and stuck a finger in. Then two. And she was so freaking wet that she took it in without wincing. Her lips parted of its own accord as her breathing grew ragged.

He twisted both fingers inside her, then had them facing up. Still inside her v****a, he moved them as if to gesture at a person to 'come'. He continued to make the gesture for a while until he gingerly pulled them out of her.

He raised both fingers to her face and separated them slowly, showing her her slimy wetness sticking across both fingers even as he separated them.

"Your p***y says it all, loud and clearly. I also want to go again".

And before she knew it, he yanked her off the bed and stripped her naked. She loved how authoritative he got.

He spun her around, rested her hands on the bed and from behind, he rammed his entire length into her, making her raise her face towards the ceiling as she cried out aloud.

He stayed put, not moving an inch, his full length still within her. Slowly, he began to pull her by her waist, drilling even further into her.

His head spiraled out of control as he hit her cervix and this had him groaning with utmost pleasure.

He leaned against her back, grabbed her full breasts, and massaged it seductively.

"Don't stop! f**k me. f**k me hard," Allison screamed at him.

“Call me Daddy”

“Daddy”

“Louder”

“Daddyyy”

“Say, f**k me, Daddy”

“f**k me, daddy!”

And at that, he plunged hard into her core and furiously pounded her hard, spanking her ass at regular intervals.

Allison tightened her grip on the bedspread as she wailed and gasped, almost dying from the satisfaction of how hard he was f*****g her.

She bent her back even lower, giving him expanded access to hit her cervix continuously.

They simultaneously screamed with immense pleasure as they both climaxed and Joe streamed his wetness into her.

Allison's eyes remained crossed as she visibly vibrated from the crazy s*x experience she just had.

Joe was not over it himself, his mouth remained open as he depended on it for air. She was the best one he ever had.

Minutes later, Allison was entirely spent and had passed out in bed while Joe was all dressed up and ready to go.

He looked over at the beautiful naked girl in bed one last time and ran his tongue hungrily through his lips. She was breathtakingly gorgeous.

He had been worried about her after dropping her off at the club, so worried that he had to go back for her as though she was his business. She'd been skimpily dressed and did look like an escort and already, he had caught some rough-looking guys eye f*****g her. He was afraid she'd be taken advantage of.

In that adrift state she had been, he knew she was about to drink herself to a drunken stupor and any guy could f**k her after. In the end, he hadn't been wrong. He was any guy and he'd f****d her.

He pulled out his phone from his back pocket and took pictures of her. He hated so much to leave without her phone number but consoled himself that the pictures were enough to remember their great experience by. He was, after all, starting a new life with his new wife the same day.

Allison woke up to an empty room. She hurriedly searched for his coat and found that he'd been kind enough to leave it for her.

She looked around the room, hoping to find a paper on which he had dropped his phone number or anything with which to find him again.

After half an hour of searching, she painfully admitted that she had just been a one-night stand and nothing more to him.

She felt pained. The hurt from the previous night enveloped her anew and she couldn't hold back the hot tears that fought their way through her tightly shut eyelids. She shoved them off her face as they freely ran down.

She fished out her phone from her bag, just to avoid the cameras as she made her way out of the hotel. When she found it, she found also that her mother had called a little over fifty times. She started to feel panicky and bash herself.

'What have I done? What have I done? What have I done?' she questioned herself over and over.

It was way past noon and she was supposed to be home to help out in the preparation to welcome her stepdad home. Her mum had literally begged for her cooperation. Her stepdad ought to be moving in that morning and she was supposed to be home to help in the kitchen and also receive him. She had planned to go home early from Alec's. Yet, it was way past noon already, and now, her mum would think she was throwing a fit by not showing up.

At times like this, only Dahlia could save her. Many times when she'd spent the night out at Alec's, she always told her mum she had been at Dahlia's, and Dahlia always did well to cover up for her.

She genuinely hated to turn to Dahlia again, especially not after last night, but it really was her last resort.

She would put her anger aside and show up in front of her mum with Dahlia, that way, her mum wouldn't make too much of a fuss.

Allison raced down to Dahlia's house from the bus station. Her stomach began to churn from how hard she ran, coupled with the excessive alcohol in her system. She badly needed to throw up.

In her frantic state, she barged into Dahlia's house, and then she hastily made her way to the guest bathroom.

She flung the door open and immediately dashed inside it, but the sight that met her almost made her jaw drop to the ground, and her eyes pop out.

Her best friend's dad was right in the bathroom, one hand holding a phone to his face and the other hand dutifully stroking his c**k.

He was stark naked.