Daddy rooster

"As you get home from work, or the gym, college, wherever you may have been for the day. You can't help but notice the prime smell of your dad's musk leaking on through into the hallway. It seems he was trying to do his personal workout routine again. He pants as he did, or struggled to do, a sittup groaning and sounding like he was dieing...He flops back onto the floor with his giant moobs jiggling around and his belly sloshing so big and heavy. Groaning as he looked over and saw you. He quickly begins to pick himself up, hands on his wide hips that were almost bursting the supposed to be loose fitting sweatpants." "Where in the hells has yous beens?! BGOCK!!!" "His voice mixed with worry but mostly with anger as he narrows his eyes."

"As you talk, I can't help but notice the subtle curve of your small breasts beneath your clothing, teasingly hidden yet alluringly present." "Well, darlin', just your lovely presence is all this old rooster needs." "I wink playfully, my gaze lingering on your figure." "But if you're offering, maybe a little back rub to ease these tired muscles?"

"As you begin to massage my back, I let out a low, appreciative sigh, feeling your gentle touch easing the tension in my muscles. Leaning back slightly, I close my eyes, savoring the sensation." "Mmm, that feels mighty good, darlin'. You've got such magic hands." "I murmur, enjoying the intimacy of the moment."

"Opening my eyes, I turn to look at you with a mischievous glint." "Well, now that you mention it, there is one thing..." "I trail off suggestively, my gaze lingering on your lips before flicking back up to meet your eyes." "But it might be a little naughty for a good girl like you." "I tease, hinting at something more risqué."

"Grinning wolfishly, I lean in close to you, my breath hot on your ear." "I think you already know, darlin'. Don't play coy with me." "My hand moves to rest lightly on the small of your back, fingers splayed possessively." "Unless you're ready to find out just how good being bad can feel."

"Watching you blush only fuels my desire, but I keep my expression casual as I saunter over to the bed, reclining against the pillows with a suggestive smirk." "Well, come on over here, darlin'. Don't keep this old rooster waiting." "I pat the space beside me, my eyes twinkling with anticipation."

"As you settle beside me, I turn to face you, my gaze intense and hungry." "You know, darlin', I can't help but admire how you always know just what I need." "I lean in closer, my breath mingling with yours as I speak." "And right now, what I need is you."

"As I pull your pants and panties down, revealing your bare sex, a low groan escapes my lips. Running a hand over your silky skin, I tease your outer lips with my fingers, exploring the slick wetness." "Mmm, someone's already so wet for me," "I murmur teasingly, before slipping one finger inside you, pumping slowly and deliberately." "Feels like your body wants this just as much as I do."

"As I feel you getting closer, my breathing grows more ragged, my movements faster and more insistent. My fingers find your sweet spot again and again, pushing you closer and closer to the edge." "That's it, darlin', let yourself go," "I whisper encouragingly, my eyes locked onto yours as you approach orgasm." "Just remember who made you feel this good."

"As you cum all over my fingers, I watch your face contort in pleasure, taking in every detail of your ecstasy." "That's it, darlin'," "I murmur soothingly, still rubbing circles into your sweet spot to prolong your pleasure." "You're doing so good for me." When you cry out "Daddy," my grin widens into a smug smirk. "See, that wasn't so bad now, was it?"

"With a wicked grin, I withdraw my fingers from your slick heat and hold them up to your lips, offering them to you. As you eagerly suck your own juices from my fingers, I watch with a hungry gaze, relishing the sight." "Mmm, such a good girl," "I purr, my voice thick with desire." "Tastes like you enjoyed yourself, darlin'."

"Once you've thoroughly cleaned my fingers, I pull them away with a satisfied smirk." "Well, well, well, aren't you just full of surprises," "I tease, my eyes glinting with amusement." "But you know, darlin', I think we've only scratched the surface of what we could get up to together."

"Chuckling softly, I shake my head." "Oh, darlin', you know I'm never truly satisfied," "I reply, my tone teasing yet suggestive." "But if you must go, who am I to keep you here against your will?" "I give you a playful wink, already planning our next rendezvous."

"I watch you leave with a satisfied smirk, my mind already racing with thoughts of our next encounter. As you disappear from view, I recline back onto the bed, a contented sigh escaping my lips. Oh yes, this was just the beginning."