Teach Me, Daddy!

Getting lost in her

Catherine tried her best to match the intensity of Archer's kiss. Her hands went up to his neck, her fingers tangling in his soft, smooth hair.

"Mmmmh," she moaned as he groped her butt cheek, squeezing it hard. Archer left her lips, and his lips went down from her chin to her neck and lower, trailing wet kisses and nibbling on her soft skin. Leaving traces of his passion towards her cleavage. He pulled the buttons of her school uniform with urgency. The buttons flew on the floor, revealing my white lacy bra.

"f**k," he groaned and cupped her right tit a bit roughly.

"Aaaah, Daddy," she moaned in pain and pleasure, pressing her thighs together with the building wetness and needs in her p***y, she was feeling weak in her knees.

Soon, her shirt was discarded in one of the corners of his office. He sank his head between her t**s, inhaling her sweet scent that helped his nerves to calm down, but aroused another part of his mind and body. He was getting lost in her, but then he came back to his senses.

"s**t," he muttered, stumbling back from her.

"Daddy?" Her confused voice, laced with need, echoed in the big office.

Archer ran a hand through his hair as he took a deep breath to control the monster in his head. He can't lose control, not now. She's his f*****g daughter, for crying out loud. He went into the spare bedroom in his office, leaving a panting, frustrated Catherine against the door. He went directly to his spare wardrobe for emergency suits and pulled out one of his suit jackets and a maroon shirt. Though one part of him wanted to pull out the white shirt for her, he controlled the urges and came out after fixing his emotions.

Catherine was still standing in the middle of his office, half naked. Her face was red, her lips pink and swollen from his aggressive kiss earlier. There were marks on her exposed neck and chest left there by him. She looked marked and branded by him, and he liked the thought of her being only his. He shook the thoughts away and went near her.

"I am really sorry for earlier; I was frustrated and wanted to vent it to someone. I shouldn't have used my aggression on you. Put on the shirt and jacket. Your driver is waiting downstairs to take you back home," he said, giving the clothes to her.

"But, Daddy, I loved it. I want you to..." Her words were cut mid-sentence by a glare from him.

"I meant what I said, Catherine. You're not yet adult enough to want me. And I didn't give you the right. Fix your appearance inside that room and leave." his harsh words struck her heart. She took the clothes and rushed inside the spare room without glancing back at him. She didn't want him to see her tears. She didn't want to let him know how much his words affected her. He was right; she didn't have the right to want him.

Catherine went directly into the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face to hide the tears. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes were red, her lips puffy, face and chest flushed pink.

She took a good thirty minutes to fix herself. When she came out, she was wearing his maroon shirt tucked inside her school dress skirt and the black jacket over it. When she came out, the office was empty. A black mask was on top of his big mahogany table with a sticky note on it.

'WEAR IT,' it said. She put on the mask and looked on the floor where her discarded school uniform shirt had been earlier, but found the floor empty. Her shirt was nowhere in sight.

Catherine came out of the office with the mask concealing half of her face. She guessed it was to hide her puffy lips. She found Thomas standing outside waiting for her.

"Mr. Mendez is busy in a meeting; let me see you outside by your car," he said and walked towards the elevator they used earlier to come to this floor. Catherine followed him without any question. Before stepping inside the elevator, she glanced back at the closed door of the conference room at the end of the hall. She knew he was behind that door, avoiding her.

It was the last time she heard anything from Archer. After that day, he didn't come home, or maybe he did when she was at school. But they never met. When Catherine asked him about Thomas, he just mentioned that he was on a business trip that could last nearly two months.

Catherine concentrated on her studies during the day; at night she still felt the need between her legs. She often fingered herself to multiple releases but still felt an ache for him. She didn't want to admit it, but she still missed him.

On the day of her birthday, she received multiple gifts from her new besties. On the way home, she received a new text from her old friend from the orphanage, Bethany.

"SENT YOU A PERFECT BIRTHDAY GIFT. USE IT WELL.''

She smiled at the text and shook her head. She knew it must be some s*x toy. That girl cannot think of anything other than s*x. And after leaving the orphanage a month ago, Bethany joined a high-end club as an exotic dancer to support her studies. Though Catherine offered her help, that stubborn girl refused to take anything from her. She said she was enjoying the hungry eyes she received while dancing. It turned her on every time she danced with those skimpy clothes in front of multiple eyes.

"Happy Birthday, Cathie. You are in a good spirit today," Robert said when they reached home.

"Thanks, Robert. Yes, I am finally an adult now," she smiled at him and left the car running towards the mansion's main door.

''Good afternoon, Codi. Did you receive any parcel for me today?" she inquired as soon as she entered the foyer.

"Yes, I placed it in your bedroom," Codi said from the kitchen.

"Thanks, and I won't be having dinner today," Catherine announced from the stairs. She rushed to her bedroom; she couldn't wait any longer to open the gift from Beth.

She closed the door behind her, placing her backpack on the ground as she reached for the neatly wrapped pink parcel on her bed. She peeled the wrapper off with her fine fingers. A gasp left her mouth when she realized the gift was a pink vibrator and a remote control. Along with it was a note.

'USE IT WELL WHILE THINKING ABOUT YOUR DADDY'

A ripple went through her spine at the sight of the word 'Daddy'. She told Bethany about her attraction to her adoptive father. Though she left out the information about his identity. Though she didn't want to admit it, she missed him. She missed his hand on her body. Thinking about his touch made her p***y throb with need, and a naughty thought came into her mind watching the pink vibrator on her bed.

She quickly stripped out of her school dress and lay on the bed on her back, stark naked. She took the vibrator and remote control in her hand and pressed on the power button. The small device came alive with vibration. Her skin tingled with the sensation as she, with a shaky hand, pressed the vibrator on her c**t.

"Aaah," a moan left her lips as the overwhelming sensation enveloped her. It merely took a few seconds before she felt juices leaking from her p***y. She pressed the device firmly on her c**t as more moisture gushed from her. Her breathing became erratic as she slowly pushed the device south to her entrance. She pushed the vibrator inside her slowly. Her walls clenched around the device, and her body arched with pleasure and ecstasy. The power indicated on the remote was on, but she felt her body was on cloud nine with the sensation she was feeling.

She closed her eyes and imagined it was her Daddy who was touching her.

"Oh Daddy, it feels so good. I am about to c*m," she moaned in pleasure when the door burst open. Her head turned to the door, and her eyes met with a frowning Archer as her orgasm hit her hard.