An old bar owner meets a dark-skinned MILF.
"Why are you dressed like that, Lauren." He didn't ask, but rather demanded.
"Well, my boyfriend, who you never had the chance to meet, by the way, cheated and broke up with me today. And since you didn't want to talk it out with me, like a daddy should, I'm going to find a new one." I said, turning on my heel to face away from him. It was childish, but damn it I was hurt, and when it came to him I would always be a child. I heard him sigh heavily, making my eyes start to burn with tears. I just wanted him to love me, to take care of me. I know my mom leaving was hard on him, but what about me?
I jumped slightly. I felt a warm hand slide across my belly, grabbing my side. Daddy spun me around until I was facing his chest, and held me tight. I closed my eyes instantly, nuzzling into the crook of his neck.
"I'm sorry, sweetheart. I haven't been a good daddy," He said, picking me up like I weighed nothing. It surprised me, I hadn't realized he was that strong! Sitting down on my bed, he sat me in his lap like I was still five. My head rested against his shoulder, while his hands gently stroked my back and thigh. I sighed softly, that's all I had wanted, was my daddy to care, and comfort me.
"I missed you, Daddy," I murmur against him, squirming in his lap to get closer against him. He started to clear his throat, as my ass squirmed against his crotch until I was comfortable.
I could feel his eyes drifting over me, from my curled hair, tits falling out of my shirt and pressing against his chest, to my barely clad legs, hanging off the side of his lap.
"I missed you too baby girl...I can't believe I missed you growing up so much," He said, his hand on my thigh drifting upwards slightly, grazing my ass. I smiled inwardly to myself, feeling his fingertips on the hem of my shorts. My daddy was finally paying attention to me. I squirmed in his lap again, resting my head far up on his shoulder so my breath hit his neck.
Daddy got braver, his hand now fully on my ass, rubbing it gently. I have a happy sigh, knowing he could feel my hot breath and hear me perfectly right by his ear. I felt him stiffen, in more ways that one. Sliding his legs, he laid down in my bed and pulled me on top of him so we were chest to chest. He placed both hands on my ass cheeks and began to knead and massage them, making my moan quietly. I could feel my pussy begin to dampen. I could also feel my daddy's semi hard cock grow against my belly. His hands dipped lower, and I know he could feel the heat of my pussy through my shorts. He groaned and rolled me over, kissing me deeply, keeping me pinned to the bed.
"Baby girl, I'll never neglect you again," He promised in between kisses, his fingers finding my hard nipples and giving them a tweak. I moaned against daddy's lips, squirming beneath him. I could already feel an orgasm building fast. He must have sensed it, because he stopped kissing and tweaking me, and instead kissed each of my breasts, lightly. He continued down my stomach, untying the shirt and letting it fall open. His tongue flicked over each of my nipples, sending electricity through my body.
"Oh Daddy," I moaned softly, running my fingers through his dark brown hair.