“You can come in now, Daddy.” I called out sitting back down in my computer chair.
My door slowly opened and there was my father, wearing a pair of weathered jeans and no shirt, his muscles bulging and his cock clearly outlined in his jeans. At that point I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that my online Daddy was also my real Daddy. But I was going to see what he was up to first.
“Just wanted to see what you were up to my dear. It’s late you know.” he said softly, in his deep scratchy voice. I never realized just how sexy my father was before. And now that I knew what his bulge really looked like I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I turned to face my chair towards my father, letting my thighs spread a little bit so he could see up my skirt.
“Oh, I’m just looking around online. Talking to some friends, you know. Why? Is something wrong Daddy?” I asked him in my sweetest little girl voice. I watched Daddy’s eyes travel up my legs to my slightly spread thighs, I knew he could see my hot pink panties and the wet spot he had caused.
“Well, that depends. Are you going to be DaddysGurl or a fucking tease?” my father asked me harshly walking closer to me and grabbing me by the arm and pulling me out of my chair and up against his hard body.
“Oh my god! Daddy that was you? Oh, No! Daddy I’m so sorry I was so naughty.” I cried burying my head in his chest and pressing my body against his.
“Why don’t you show me how sorry you are baby? Do what you like best you little cocksucking whore.” Daddy ordered me, pushing me to my knees and freeing his long, thick cock from his jeans. “And pull that shirt off, let me see those big tits you love to play with so much. Pinch your nipples for me while you suck my dick darlin. Be a good girl for Daddy and he’ll forgive you.”