Daddy Dearest

Family (F)Law Pt. 3

"Kendra, can you come into my office please? I'd like a word." Kendra heard her father's voice through her speaker on her desk phone. She rolled her eyes and wondered what it was now. After a long week of work, all she wanted to do with slide into bed with her newly purchased rabbit vibe, courtesy of her father, after he ruined the last one.

"Coming," she said and smirked a little. How many times had she said that word in the past several months since starting to f**k her father?

Well, too many to count, that was for sure.

Kendra walked toward the closed door of her father's office and walked in without knocking. Whatever he could have been doing in there in any aspect would not be anything she hadn't seen with him before.

Jackson McCullough was sitting at his desk, staring out the window. When he heard his daughter's heel slicking against the hard wooden surface of his office he called out to her. "Close the door and lock it, baby girl."

His voice was low and lusty and Kendra's panties immediately became damp. She knew that voice. it was the voice he used right before f*****g her into oblivion.

After the soft click of the locking mechanism is heard, Jackson swivels his office chair to face his daughter. His pants are open and his d**k is at attention in his lap, his hands slowly stroking its length.

"C'mere, baby girl." Jackson's deep baritone stirs Kendra's groin and she knows she will need to change her panties-again. She had taken to bringing extra pairs of panties to work with her. Her father's s****l appetite was endless it seemed. Not that she minded. She craved his manhood like a desert nomad craved water to slake his thirst.

Kendra walked up to her father's side of the desk timidly, the way he liked it. It turned out he was quite dominant in the bedroom-and the office. Just the way she liked it. She was a strong willed woman, but loved her men to be dominant and she would play submissive to their will only in the bedroom.

Not that they were into b**m. They didn't play that way.

"Yes, Daddy?" Kendra asked, lifted her pencil skirt a little higher on her thighs so he could see where her thigh highs ended with a thick layer of lace.

"Come sit on Daddy's lap, baby girl." He patted his lap and Kendra moved in and sunk down on his lap, pressing his c**k against his stomach. She wriggled a little in his lap and he groaned, tipping his head back at the feel of her silky skin against his erection.

"What can I do for you, Daddy?" she asked as he nuzzled his nose into her neck, drinking her light perfume in.

"Mmmmm, Daddy needs his baby girl's tight p***y wrapped around him." Jackson growled in her ear and the sound made Kendra shiver in delight. She loved his dirty talk.

"How do you want me?" she asked, moaning as he lightly nipped at her neck, careful not to bruise her. They were after all, still at the office.

"Any way I can get you, baby," he said as he nuzzled his nose into her neck, placing soft kisses against the skin there.

He lifted her up as he pushed aside her panties. He tested her wetness with a finger and ran it up and down her slick folds, moaning in appreciation. He could always count on Kendra to be wet, willing and ready for him to slam into her at any hour of the day.

"f**k, baby. You are already so wet for Daddy," he licked and nibbled at her neck as she let out a satisfied sigh.

Plunging an already slick finger between her folds, he let her ride his hand for a few, getting her riled up just the right amount before plunging into her.

Letting gravity do its thing, he groaned as her slick channel enveloped his whole girth. She moaned as he bottomed out in her, letting the tip of his d**k brush her cervix.

Spanking her ass, Jackson looked into Kendra's eyes as he commanded her. "Ride this d**k baby. Make Daddy come."

His words were like pressing the 'ON' switch for Kendra. She immediately started to slowly raise her hips. She lowered onto his lap, grinding her hips along the way. It made his c**k hit different spots in her each time she came down upon him.

She moaned out as she rode him first slow, than faster as she sought out her first orgasm. She knew he was good for at least two before his d**k was ready to spit and she was planning on many as she could squeeze out of him.

Pretty soon, she was bouncing up and down on him, his hands on her hips. She would raise herself up and he would pull her back down, slamming up into her as she moaned with abandon.

"f**k, Daddy! Yes!" she cried out, glad that the walls in the office were thick. "You're going to make me come."

"Come for Daddy, baby," he growled out. "Drench my d**k with your sweet p***y juices."

"s**t, Daddy!" she cried out as her walls spasmed and clenched around his thick girth, massaging his entire length as she continued to ride him through her orgasm.

She looked down at her father and was a bit surprised to see he had unbuttoned her blouse as she had rode him to her completion. Her breasts were exposed as he had pulled her breasts out of her bra.

He took a moment to look at her before latching onto a n****e, biting it and rolling it around with his teeth.

Hissing with pleasure, she felt the sting of the bite all the way down to her groin, like a lightning bolt from one tender bud to the next. She jerked a bit as the sting lessened as he laved away the pain with his tongue.

He suckled one n****e and then the other as she grinded down on him, his shaft still fully erect. He knew she was sensitive after coming and he wanted to wait just a moment so he could bend her over and f**k her hard on the desk.

After paying careful attention to both n*****s, he smacked her ass yet again, a little harder this time. She yelped out at the intense pleasure it gave her and the yelp made its way into a moan.

"Get up and bend over my desk, little girl." he said. "I'm going to f**k you til you can't stand."

"Mmmmm, yes Daddy," she replied and got up off his d**k. She let out a soft whimper at the absence of him in her and bent over his desk in a hurry, anxious to feel his c**k in her again.

Jackson placed one hand on her back, keeping Kendra flat against the desk. The other gripped his d**k as he centered it at her entrance.

He teased her a bit, rubbing his head up and down her silky folds.

"I'm going to give it to you fast and hard, baby." he said, his low voice becoming gravelly in lust. "And you're going to take this d**k deep within you until you feel it in your stomach."

"Mmm, yes, Daddy! Yes!" she cried, her hips wiggling closer to his, trying to get him to enter her already.

He smacked her ass again. "Be still, little girl and let Daddy f**k you."

With that, he slammed deep inside her, setting a punishing pace.

He watched her ass jiggle as he pummeled her tight p***y, sometimes slapping her when the pace got sloppy due to her jerking and squirming.

"Stop wiggling little girl!" Jackson commanded. "Take this d**k like the good little slut you are."

His naughty words had her insides clenching and she was close to her next release.

"Mmmm, yes!" Kendra cried out. "f**k me like the little slut I am!"

Her insides clenched again as she chased her orgasm.

"s**t Daddy! I-I'm going to come." Kendra was close, so close and she just needed a slight push to go over the edge,

"Come for me, slut! I want to feel you come apart under me and strangle my dick." He smacked her ass as he demanded her release.

It was all that she needed to plummet over the edge.

"Yes!" she nearly screamed out her pleasure. It was only muffled in the scattered paperwork that littered his desk.

Jackson f****d her slowly through her orgasm, holding her tightly as her legs jerked and swayed in pleasure, the soft flesh between her legs quivering.

After she had come down from her high, he smacked her thigh before pulling himself from her wet warmth.

"Over to the couch," he told her and she walked over to it, bobbing and swaying as she did so. Her legs were jelly and Jackson held her arm to keep her from swaying too much.

As soon as they made it over to the couch, he tossed her roughly onto it's leather cushions before sinking down onto it himself.

Pulling her left leg up against his chest, he slapped his rigid c**k against the moist flesh of her silky lips before centering it upon her entrance again.

He teased her a bit saying, "You want Daddy's c**k your tight wet hole again? Want to make Daddy come?"

"Mmm, yes Daddy-please!"

He slammed into her, drawing out a loud moan from her as he swiveled his hips as he thrusted. The punishing pace he set earlier was nothing compared to this. He was f*****g her with everything he had, the wet sounds of their s*x and the slapping of their flesh together making the symphony of their moans merely background noise.

"s**t, this p***y's so tight," Jackson gritted out as he slammed into her. He was close to coming. His daughter's p***y never failed to get him coming like a freight train.

"Only for you, Daddy. Only for you," panted Kendra as she felt her walls starting to clamp down again at his dirty words.

"f**k, baby. You are going to get Daddy to come." he slammed even harder into her, if possible.

"Yes, Daddy. Come in this tight p***y! I want to feel you coat my walls with your come!" Kendra felt her body tighten as her orgasm creeped closer to her.

Another few minutes of his pounding and Kendra was a goner.

"Yes, Daddy! I'm coming." she cried out, her walls gripping his member tightly, strangling the s**t out of his d**k. "f**k!"

"s**t, baby. Daddy's coming!" Jackson groaned out and with a final thrust, he felt his d**k twitch and jerk as it painted her inner walls with his seed.

They laid there, panting and shivering as their orgasms faded away slowly.

Pulling out of his daughter, he smacked her ass one more time before walking over to his desk and cleaning himself up.

"Daddy's got to get back to work, sweetheart," he said to her. "And so should you, baby girl."

"Yes, Daddy." she said demurely and she went about cleaning herself up and fixing her clothing.

Getting back to her desk she pulled out her bag and grabbed a fresh pair of panties before heading to the ladie's restroom.