Daddy's Sweet Little Poppy

　　Poppy

　　"Poppy!" My foster mom yelled. "If you don't get ready right now, I'm leaving without you,"

　　My Stepdaddy's cock slid out of my mouth with a pop. I moaned when his grip tightened in my hair, greedily licking the air, wanting his cock back in my mouth.

　　"She's right, little minx," Sebastian said in his husky deep voice that always had me wet and aching for him. "You're going to be late for class."

　　His cock dangled in the air, thick and glistening with my saliva and his precum. I moved closer, latching my mouth to the throbbing shaft.

　　"Poppy," He hissed, watching me lick through the folds around the tip of his cock. Daddy loved it when I did that. His dark chocolate eyes would squint as he watched me. More precum seeped out the slit of his cock and I flicked my tongue over it. "You'll be late, Babygirl,"

　　I whimpered, pulling my mouth off him letting my lips drag wetly over him.

　　"Five more minutes," I begged, the taste of his cock filling my tongue. "Please. I just want to make you cum, Daddy,"

　　He chuckled in amusement, swiping my hair behind my ears, his wedding ring brushing against my skin when he did. "Your mom's going to be mad,"

　　His thumb brushed over my wet bottom lip, smearing spit over my chin. "Greedy little thing."

　　I moaned when his cock filled my mouth again. Daddy was so hard and thick, I could never take him all the way. He throbbed hot and hard against my mouth, feeding me his cock.

　　"Yes," He hissed, gripping my hair and pushing I obeyed, sinking until my lips met the base of him, and my lashes fluttered at the stretch.

　　God, he was so big and hot. My thighs pressed together as I licked him, slow at first, then faster, making little wet sounds that echoed obscenely in the bedroom.

　　"Slow down," he warned, his fingers flexing in my hair. "You're not sucking a lollipop, my little slut. Look at me while you do take Daddy's cock in your throat, mhmm, yess,"

　　My throat burned as his big fat dick pushed in, making me gag around him but Daddy held me in place. I loved staring up at him through my lashes while my mouth worked his cock. The way he was watching me with those intense eyes made me squirm.

　　Precum and spit ran down my jaw in ropes.

　　"Good girl," he groaned. "Fuck, that messy little mouth is mine,"

　　My whole body felt hot at his words. I wanted him to be proud of me, wanted him to come so bad and pour all that creamy cum down my throat. I was such a slut for my Stepdaddy and I loved it. I worked harder, sucking greedily, spit running down my chin.

　　"That's it. Don't stop," he hissed, flexing his hips. "Eyes on me. Show me how much you love it."

　　My eyes watered from how deep he was in my throat. He was so close, I could feel it. Then his whole body tensed, and he let out a deep groan.

　　Hot cum filled my mouth. I moaned around the dick in my mouth, swallowing every drop.

　　When I finally pulled back, my lips were shiny, my chest heaving and my tits almost falling out of my night dress.

　　Sebastian leaned down, brushing his thumb over my swollen lip before he kissed my forehead. "Good girl," he said, and those two words made me glow.

　　"Thanks, Daddy,"

　　"Now go get ready. You've got five minutes before I drag you to that lecture myself."

　　I giggled, breathless, scrambling off the bed. "Yes, Daddy,"

　　That's me, Poppy Anderson, nineteen years old, a responsible college student, except on days I was on my knees, sucking off my step Daddy's cock.

　　My mom, Victoria Anderson had adopted me when I was three and raised me all on her own until last year when she got married to Sebastian Wescliffe. It was more of a marriage of convenience. Mom needed a marriage certificate to get a promotion at work and Sebastian needed a bride so he could get off the list America's top ten billionaire bachelors and women would stop following him everywhere.

　　I had wanted him the very minute mom introduced him and said he would be living with us. What girl wouldn't? He was massive, a solid six foot four and I felt so tiny next to him. That only made my tits ache and my pussy throb every time I was near him. I was a virgin, but I pretty much had a porn addiction and just the thought of him ramming all that big juicy cock into me make me cum every morning.

　　Two months ago, Sebastian had caught me rubbing his boxers over my pussy, pretending and hoping it was his cock. He had pushed a finger in my tight little cunt, fucked me with it until I was cross eyed with pleasure, before smacking my ass and sending me off to my room. We had been getting very naughty since then, right under my mom's nose.

　　He wanted me in skirts and lace underwear, on my knees when he came home from work, and moaning his name when he tucked me into bed. And I wanted him just as badly.

　　I had a quick bath, slipped into the short-pleated skirt Daddy had picked out for me last week, and paired it with a soft cropped sweater. No bra, Daddy didn't like those. He liked easy access to me.

　　By the time I got downstairs, Mom was already waiting by the car, sunglasses on, glancing at her watch several times.

　　"Finally, Poppy what took you so long?" she said, giving me a once-over. "At least you look presentable. Get in."

　　I got dropped off at college and met up with my friend Riley

　　"Hey slut," she said cheerfully when she saw me.

　　"Hey yourself," I laughed, bumping her shoulder as we headed to our first lecture.

　　"Did you hear about what happened on the news?" She asked, tugging me into the lecture hall. "Another body was found last night."

　　"Seriously?" I gasped. Two murders had happened in New York in the past one month and the police were sure it was the same murderer. I usually didn't care for stuff like that. I was sure my step daddy would make sure I was safe anyway. He had all the money in the world to make that happen.

　　Classes blurred by, mostly because all I could think about was about Daddy's cock. We hadn't ever gone all the way and it made my pussy clench so bad for him. Juices leaked from my pussy as I imagined riding his mammoth cock, getting all that precum I loved licking over my pussy.

　　He hadn't fucked me yet and I wish he would but that didn't seem like it would happen anytime soon.

　　It was going to be a very long day.

　　By the time I finally got home, I was buzzing with nerves and excitement.

　　My stepdaddy was sitting on the couch when I walked in, his jacket off, shirt sleeves rolled up, looking so delicious. There was a glass of bourbon on the table, his phone in his other hand, but his eyes lifted to me immediately.

　　His burning hot gaze made me stop right in the doorway.

　　"Skirt," he said simply.

　　I smiled shyly at him. Mom wasn't home so that meant we could get as naughty as we wanted. "Wh-what about it?"

　　"Up. Raise it up and show me."

　　My heart kicked up as I turned around. I set my bag down and slowly lifted my skirt, exposing the damp panties I had been wearing all day.

　　Daddy grinned. "Good girl."

　　I felt my whole-body flush at the praise.

　　"Come here."

　　I crossed the room on shaky legs, until I was standing between his knees. He looked up at me for a long moment, then crooked a finger, silently telling me to climb into his lap.

　　I did, straddling his thighs, my skirt bunching around my waist. His hand went straight to my ass, kneading, then delivering one sharp smack that made me yelp.

　　"You sent me a picture of your panties while you were in class, little slut," He hissed. "Your mother and I aren't paying all those fees for you to be a dirty girl!"

　　My cheeks burned. "I'm sorry, Daddy,"

　　"Liar," he said, and his hand landed again, harder, spanking my ass.

　　The sting shot straight to my pussy, making me squirm, which only made me feel how hard he was under me. I bit my lip.

　　"You're getting five more," he said calmly. "Count them."

　　I did, my voice breathless, as each swat left me wetter and more desperate. By the time he was done, I had made a mess all over his thighs drenching his pants with my pussy juices.

　　"Look at me," he ordered.

　　His thumb brushed my bottom lip. "You've been wet all day thinking about me, haven't you?"

　　I nodded, too shy to say it out loud.

　　He smiled slowly. "Then I'll let you come. Only once, dirty girl. On my fingers."