Daddys Promotion

All characters depicted, are eighteen or above.

It was a big night for Peter Sylvester and his daughter, Sophie. His promotion to Partner in a highly successful law firm was imminent.

The husband and wife team, Charlotte and Steven Williams, were coming round for drinks and nibbles. Peter was pretty confident he would soon be on board the prestigious name of "Williams And Williams".

They said they were close to making a decision, but would like to get a sense of the man, out of the much more formal atmosphere of the office.

They also said, they were particularly interested in meeting his beautiful nineteen year old daughter, Sophie. They had, up to this point, only seen photographs of her.

They were due to arrive at eight o'clock. It was now, six thirty.

Peter had told her that Sophie was to wait on, serving drinks and canapes. She was, of course, to be polite, attentive, and charming.

He knew she was more than capable of carrying this out.

"You know I'd do anything to make you happy, Daddy." She continued.

"Do you think they'll want more than that?"

"Quite possibly,Honey. Are you okay with that?"

She had a dreamy smile on her face.

"Oh yes. I'll do everything to help you and your future success."

Her father smiled.

"You'll make me proud, I'm sure."

And so, at six thirty, Sophie entered the kitchen.

Canapes were ready, fine wines in the fridge.

"Well, how do I look?"

Peter gazed at his beautiful daughter. He had told her she must give the appearance of a waitress. To that end, he had bought her a white blouse, black skirt, and black high heels. He had also bought her a set of black silk panties and bra.

She was forbidden to buy her own underwear. Peter chose it all, and Sophie was more than happy to model it for him.

"Stunning baby."

She had dark shoulder length hair, brown eyes, and full red lips.

Her makeup was immaculate, and she smelled divine.

He approached her, and ruffled her hair a little.

"That's better Honey. Are you wearing your new black panties?"

"Of course Daddy."

As he had hoped, she slowly lifted her black skirt.

Peter took in the view.

"Why don't you feel them Daddy? They're lovely and soft."

Peter gently felt the silk covering her her beautiful buttocks.

He moved his right hand slowly to the front and cupped her, already, wet pussy.

He rubbed her gently. She breathed deeply.

"Keep going Daddy."

Her father kept rubbing. She walked backwards against the table.

Sophie was close to coming. "Go on. Finger fuck me Daddy. Be as rough as you like! "

Peter stuck two fingers into his daughter, whilst she, held the silk panties to one side.

She wanted it rough, he made it so.

She grunted as he quickly, and rhythmically rammed his fingers in, and out.

Sophie grabbed his other hand, and whispered in his ear.

"Stick your finger in my ass, Daddy."

He pushed his hand down the back of her panties, and his finger into her tight, welcoming hole. His right hand carried on pleasuring her.

"I'm coming!" she hissed.

And, so she did. She grabbed him, and forced her tongue into his mouth.

Her pussy walls, contracted, as her cum juice oozed over his fingers.

After a short while, her panting subsided.

Peter slowly, eased his finger out of her ass, and the other two out of her soaking cunt.

"Oh. That was so nice Daddy. Should I change my panties?"

"No Honey. Keep them on. They make you smell even nicer."

Once again, she gave her father a long, sexy kiss.

Peter moved away.

"I'm going to to take a shower. Just check everything's ready."

"Do you want me to wash your cock, Daddy?"

"Not yet Baby. Maybe later though."

He winked at his daughter, and she smiled back.

Eight o'clock arrived, and so did Steven and Charlotte Williams.

They were a very good looking couple, both in their early forties.

As always, Steven wore a very expensive suit.

Charlotte had a beautiful floral dress on, and red high heels.

She had gorgeous, long red hair, wore just the right amount of makeup, and, as always, looked hot.

Sophie welcomed them at the door.

"Please come in, Mr and Mrs Williams!"

Charlotte smiled.

"Please, call us by our first names. As you must know, my name is Charlotte, and this, is Steven."

"Thank you Charlotte."

Sophie led them to the lounge.

Charlotte looked around.

"Very nice indeed."

Peter called from the kitchen.

"Hi. I'll be with you in two minutes. Sophie, please serve our guests with drinks."

"Yes Daddy."

They both said they would like dry white wine.

She went to the kitchen and poured four large glasses. She knew her father would want the same. Both she, and her father entered the lounge.

Sophie carried the wine on a tray.

The guests took their wine, so did her father.

She took the tray back to the kitchen to retrieve her own glass.

Prior to this, she took an extra large swig out of the bottle, picked up her glass, and rejoined the little party.

"Cheers everyone, and welcome." said Peter.

Steven replied, "Yes cheers, and especially to the exceptionally beautiful waitress!"

Everyone laughed.

Sophie smiled. "Oh, I'm not really a waitress, but I just love to serve!"

"Well you can serve me, anytime you want!" said Steven.

She looked him in the eye and said, "I'd be honored. "

This time, Steven smiled, and so, did Sophie's father.

Charlotte just sighed, then she too raised her glass.

"To the future!"

In unison, they chimed, "To the future!"

All four of them, drained their glasses.

Peter turned to his daughter.

"Darling, please fetch more wine, and bring out the canapes."

Sophie did so. She opened a fresh bottle, poured out four more large glasses, and, once again took another swig out of the bottle. She could hear the three of them laughing and talking, so, took her time.

After a minute, she took the tray and politely, handed them the wine.

It wouldn't be long before the alcohol worked its magic.

She was Hell bent on securing both her's, and her father's future.

Whatever it took.

She brought out the canapes and laid them out on the coffee table.

She positioned herself in such a way, that when she bent, everyone could get a good long look at her perfect ass.

"My God" said Steven. It was meant to be under his breath, but everyone heard it, and burst out laughing.

She pretended she had no idea of what was going on.

She asked to be excused, and went back to the kitchen.

She wanted to give them time to talk.

Thinking twice about this, she opened a fresh bottle, and took it into the lounge.

"Please help yourselves. I can tell you're all a little thirsty!"

"That's more like it," said Charlotte. "But please join us as soon as you can."

Sophie smiled at her, then went back to the kitchen.

She sipped her wine, smiling to herself. She could pretty much hear all that was being said, especially now the booze was kicking in.

She listened to Charlotte.

"What an adorable girl, Peter, and so compliant."

"Hmm, I would say " submissive" was a better description."

"Oh really?"

"Definitely. She would do absolutely anything I'd ask of her, and by extension, she would do the same for you."

"Anything?"

"Anything. Why don't we play a game with her, and I'll prove it to you?"

Both Charlotte and Steven nodded their approval.

Peter continued. "Don't hold back. It's what she enjoys. She loves to be used, and humiliated."

Peter called to his daughter.

"Sophie, come back in here. And bring some more wine "

"Yes Daddy."

Sophie laid the bottle of wine on the coffee table. Once again, she made sure they had a clear view of her ass.

She stood before them.

Her father spoke.

"Kiss Charlotte."

Sophie approached the red head, and pecked her on the cheek.

Now it was Stevens turn.

"Give her a real kiss, Sophie."

She didn't hesitate. She put her arms around Charlotte, and gently licked her lips.

Charlotte responded by forcing her tongue into Sophie's mouth.

The women kissed passionately for at least two minutes, then gently pulled away from each other.

"Mm, nice," purred Charlotte.

"Yes it was lovely. Thank you for allowing me. I'm available for anything else you want. I just want to please my Daddy, and when I do, he buys me lovely things."

"Why don't you show our guests what I bought you today?"

Her father felt like this was all going in the right direction.

"He bought me this lovely outfit and heels."

"And what else, Honey?"

Sophie lifted her skirt, revealing her black, and, extremely wet, silk panties.

Charlotte gasped.

"My God. Someone's been having naughty thoughts, unless of course, somebody else had, shall we say, intervened?"

Sophie glanced at her father. He nodded his assent. She had the all clear.

"I was a little nervous about meeting you. Daddy wanted to make me feel better, so he played with me. He made me come, after that, I was okay."

Charlotte laughed.

"Well you're both, very naughty people, but don't worry. Steven and I are very open minded."

Sophie still had her skirt pulled up.

Charlotte approached her, and slowly, pulled her panties down to her thighs.

She glanced down, into the crotch, and took a deep breath.

"My my. Come and look at this, Steven."

They were both amazed at the amount of glistening liquid.

Sophie obediently, stood perfectly still.

Charlotte slid two fingers into her soaking vagina. Sophie opened her legs slightly wider, and closed her eyes.

She loved what was happening to her.

Steven moved towards her, grabbed her hair, and kissed her, whilst his wife began sliding her fingers in and out.

"What a lovely cunt your daughter has, Peter" she said.

Peter was enjoying the spectacle, and relished the thought of how much money his daughter could be making him.

By now, this had to be a done deal.

He watched as Sophie came. She yelled out in ecstasy.

Steven broke away from her. Charlotte slid her fingers out, licked them, then kissed her, their tongues sharing her cum juice.

When they finished, she took Peter's hand, and led him to the sofa.

"Take your cock out, Peter. "

He did so, then she sat next to him, and began gently, stroking his very hard shaft.

"Let's enjoy the show, shall we? You can put your hands up my dress, if you so wish."

Sophie and Steven stood before them.

Peter put his hand up Charlotte's dress. She pulled her panties to one side, and he began to massage her. He loved the wetness, and the heat.

Charlotte smiled, and said, "Sophie, suck my husbands Dick,"

Sophie knelt in front of Steven, unzipped his fly, and began licking the end of his erection.

She unbuttoned her blouse, so that everyone could enjoy the sight of her tits.

"Don't make him come though. I have further plans."

Peter smiled as he watched his daughter suck Steven with the expertise she had demonstrated to him, on so many occasions.

Stevens eyes were closed, he was clearly, in Heaven.

Charlotte whispered in Peter's ear.

"Now it's time for a little M C A."

Peter looked puzzled.

"Mouth, cunt and ass" she purred.

"Sounds good to me" said Peter.

Charlotte knelt before him, and began sucking his cock, as he watched his daughter giving the performance of her life.

Charlotte continued for a couple of minutes. She began to taste his juice, and pulled away.

She stood up, and told Peter to pull her panties off.

This he did, as she held her dress up.

She turned her attentions to Sophie.

"Move to the other sofa. It's time for my husband to fuck you."

Sophie did as she was told.

She sat on the edge of the sofa, opened her legs, and allowed Steven to insert his huge cock.

She grunted as he rammed it in her to the hilt.

Charlotte knelt to one side of her, and began to kiss her, whilst her husband began to slowly fuck Sophie.

She lifted her dress up and Peter slid his shaft into her soaking pussy.

In between kisses, in the midst of hot breath, and saliva, she whispered to her.

"Oh Sophie. Your naughty daddy's fucking my pussy. I bet you're jealous, aren't you?"

Sophie gasped. She was loving being fucked by Steven, and kissed by this beautiful red head.

"Yes I am, but I love your husbands cock too!"

"Your daddy is a good fuck though, isn't he?"

"Oh yes, I let him fuck me, whenever he wants!"

Charlotte came, and the other three were very close.

Peter stopped, and Charlotte told him to put his Dick in her ass.

It was so wet, it slid in easily. She grunted, and kissed Sophie.

"Now he's fucking my ass. Does he do that to you?"

"God yes, and I fucking love it!"

Sophie came, very noisily and panted heavily, as Steven rammed her, even harder.

"My husband is about to come. Where would a dirty slut like you, want his juice?"

Sophie gasped.

"On my face!"

"Ah. Just as I thought. Steven, please oblige the young lady."

Steven did as he was told. Sophie closed her eyes, and smiled as the spurts of warm cream, covered her face and hair.

He grunted and shook the rest of it into her open mouth.

It was all too much for her father.

He came in Charlotte's tight ass, as he watched his daughter, lick the sperm off Stevens cock.

They were all panting.

After a while, they all stood up. Charlotte put her panties back on. She liked the feeling of the warm cum dripping in to them.

She also liked the fact that Sophie wasn't bothered about wiping the sperm off her face.

Charlotte spoke.

"One more drink, then we must go."

Sophie poured the wine, and Charlotte raised her glass.

"Well, Peter. You've got the job. Welcome on board, and I mean that, in every sense!"

Everyone laughed, and finished their wine.

"Before I go though, I'd like a photograph."

Charlotte took her phone out and took a closeup of Sophie's sperm covered face.

Peter looked proudly on.

They agreed that this would be a regular event, and Steven and Charlotte left.

Peter handed Sophie his credit card, and told her to treat herself to anything she wanted.

Sophie thanked him, sat on the edge of the sofa, and opened her legs.

He fucked her, pulled out, and showered even more cum, onto her beautiful face.

From then on, things went amazingly well, both in the office, and out of it.

They met up regularly for drinks, and extreme, sexual adventures.

Sophie would literally do anything anybody wanted, and loved, every minute.