My Three Daddies are Brothers

Daddy

I was sitting in the club, in my favorite corner, on my favorite couch. It was dark back here. I sat in the shadows and watched everything that was going on around me, including the comings and goings of the clientele. I come here a lot because I like sex with strangers. And I don't like relationships. The last bitch I called mine was non-stop drama. I was too old for fucking drama. I wasn't old though. I was only thirty-five, but I hadn't found the one to make mine forever, I worried I never would, so one-night stands were the norm for me these days. Even those had been few and far between lately.

I sipped my drink and waited for someone interesting to enter the room. It was getting late, so it probably wouldn't happen tonight. Shit. That meant another night jacking off. That shit was getting old. I guess I was getting picky. It wasn't so long ago that I would have fucked any girl with legs and a pussy, but the women here tonight were boring the fuck out of me. Literally.

I started to stand. It was turning into quite the raunchy party, but without my own woman to get dirty with, it just left me feeling cold. Maybe I should find a new hang-out. That would be better than sitting here all night fending off a slew of sluts in barely there clothing and cheap perfume. Again, I would have fucked at least two by now a couple of years ago. Tonight I told them all to go take a hike.

I ran a hand through my hair. I was agitated. I was horny, but none of the action around here was getting me the least bit hard. Just as I thought that, from one moment to the next, that all changed.

A woman walked in the door and looked around the room. She, too, looked bored, but I could tell it was an act. She was dressed in a sleek red dress. It was cut to her mid-thigh and molded to her curves. And what curves they were. Voluptuous tits spilled over the top of the deep V that ran down the front of her dress. There was a bit of red mesh that held the two sides together, leaving nothing but the color of her nipples to the imagination. Her hips were wide, she wasn't runway model skinny, and I liked that a lot. There was nothing to hold on to while fucking a girl whose ribs showed. No offense, but that just wasn't for me. I wanted a woman with some meat on her bones.

I kept my eyes on the curvy lady as she walked a little further into the room. She was watching the couple on the opposite couch fuck, for all to see. Voyeurism was hot as fuck and I usually was into it myself, but tonight, I only had eyes for her. I watched her watch them before she continued scanning the room. I saw exactly when she noticed me. Her eyes stopped and roamed over my body, stopping at my face. She seemed startled when she saw I was staring at her. Then she took a deep breath that made her tits swell, threatening to spill out of the dress. Gathered her courage, she walked over to me slowly. She had on a pair of heels that matched her dress and made her legs look like a porn star's, long and lean. Just what I needed tonight. I was going to make it happen. Her. On my dick. Finally, something interesting was happening.

Someone interesting. I hoped to have her on my lap shortly.

As she got closer, I noticed how young she was. On the other side of the room she had just been a hot chick with a banging body. Now that she was almost to me, she looked like an innocent young girl. I know she got carded at the door, so barely legal or not, I thought, fuck, yeah baby, come to daddy.

"Hi," She said, sweetly. "Interested in some fun?" Her question made it seem like she had some experience, but I wasn't so sure. She seemed out of place here. This sex club was famous in these parts, mostly for being the only one in the area. Some just came out of fascination. Not everyone wanted to participate. Now that I knew which one she was, I wondered at her body count. Not that I cared exactly, but I was curious.

I waved at the seat beside me instead of speaking. She settled primly on the edge of the sofa with her body turned towards me.

"I'm Serena," she said in a soft voice. "I'm looking for a Daddy Dom."

My dick went fully erect in an instant. Holy shit, she was bold. Well, I could be bold too.

"I'm your new Daddy. Take off your panties," I ordered, my voice deep and husky, brooking no argument. If she wanted a Dom, that is what she would get. Plus, I wanted to see if she would obey. Did she really want a Dom? Some women thought they did, when they really didn't.

She stood and pulled her dress up her thighs just enough to reach in with her thumbs to drag her panties down her legs. I got a glimpse of her shaved pussy. My stiff dick kicked behind my zipper. The panties dropped on her feet and she kicked them off, leaving them on the floor.

"Straddle my thighs," I told her next. I reached for her, putting my arms around her as she sat.

Serena had no hesitation as she put her knees on either side of my thighs, causing her dress to rise higher. I could almost see her pretty pussy as she hovered over my hard length. Like a good girl, she didn't touch me anywhere else.

"You're so beautiful. I want to see your tits," I again waited for her to see what she would do. Her submission was so sweet.

She reached for the front of her dress and pulled the fabric apart so that it was on either side of her breasts. Fuck me. Her nipples were pretty. They were a dusky brown hue that sat high on her beautifully full breasts. I wanted them in my mouth in the worst way.

"Put your hands on my shoulders. I want to suck them," I said, as I leaned forward, so I could do just that. I sucked all of one nip onto my tongue.

Serena arched into me, throwing her head back. The moan that left her mouth had me sucking harder, giving a little bite to the tip before I moved to the next one. She was wanton. Knowing what she needed. Taking what she wanted. I'd give her anything, everything. I was already wrapped around her little finger. Was it only a few minutes ago that I said I didn't want a relationship? Mere minutes with this creature and I was hooked.