He Loved Watching Her Beg Another Man To Make Her Cum

Daddy’s good girl loved to cream all over herself, just for him

I bit my lip and lifted my ass off of my seat. Furtive look around the restaurant and I waggled out of the drenched purple lace.

“Come on. They’re mine.” Hand out. Fingers wiggling. Jacques gave me a stern look. Face flushed, I passed them over to him.

“Good girl.” He put them to his nose and breathed deep. “Fuck, you smell delicious.” He sucked the crotch into his mouth, moaning as my taste hit his tongue.

I slipped my heels off and put my foot into his lap, a gush of cream coating my thighs when I felt his hard ridge.

“Naughty girl.” Hips shifted, I kneaded his cock with my toes. “You know what to do, Penny.”

This was my favourite part.

I widened my legs and closed my eyes as my fingers hit my clit. Slow, then faster, I rubbed and fondled my little nub. Taking me closer and closer to orgasm.

Whispers at the next table caught my attention. I glanced at Jacques, who smiled and nodded, his hand now massaging my foot.

Lip between my teeth, I tilted my hips, pushing my fingers down into my cunt. I looked up at the three guys sitting at the next table. Binders open in front of them, I was interrupting a business meeting.

Head back. Eyes fluttering. Chest heaving. I pulled my large, creamy breast out, kneading the soft flesh. Heavy with desire, I teased the nipple. Pulled it. Twisted it.

Quivered as an orgasm rocked through me.

“Fuck. Me.” All three businessmen licked their lips. One palmed his cock through his slacks.

“Cum for us again, baby girl.” Jacques nodded, agreeing with the silver fox who’d whispered to me.

Staring into his stormy eyes, I touched my tongue to my upper lip and whimpered, edging myself along.

“That’s it, baby girl. We want to see how beautiful you look cumming for us.” His silky voice wrapped itself around my pussy, pushing and stroking me with his words.

Ball of longing rolled in my belly. Bigger and heavier with every gasp. I leaned down. Flicked my nipple with my tongue. Licked it. Eyes on the silver fox as my fingers squelched in and out of me.

He groaned and pulled his cock from his slacks, stroking himself in time with my gasps and mewls of pleasure.

“Holy shit, this is fucking hot.” His stablemates rubbed themselves through their expensive suit-pants, too shy to bring their friends out to play.

“It’s like they’re fucking each other and they’re not even touching.” The one grunted and shuddered, blowing his load into his pants.

“Gotcha.” I whispered, blowing him a kiss.

The other bit out, “Fuck!” He hunched his shoulders as he came, creaming his thighs.

My silver fox and I continued our stand-off. His angry, purple cock made my mouth water.

Sound of my fingers pounding my pussy echoed between us. I needed to cum. I could feel it… right there… but couldn’t reach it.

I looked at Jacques, eyes pleading, “Please, sir.”

He smiled, then spoke over his shoulder. “She is beautiful when she begs, isn’t she?”

My silver fox grinned.

“Yes, you are, baby girl.” He blew me a kiss and put his other hand on his balls, squeezing them as he stroked himself. “But you’re begging the wrong man.”

My chin hit my chest. Mouth open. Body shuddering. A flood of my sweet cream dripped onto the floor. Hand moved faster. Rub clit. Glide between my wet lips. Dive into my convulsing pussy.

Over and over.

“Please… Daddy… please.” Eyes glossing over. Orgasm creeping closer. “Please, Daddy.”

“Do you want to be my good girl?” Sound of his fist jerking his cock filled my ears. “Are you ready to cum for Daddy?”

Unable to speak, I nodded, arousal shocking my body. I quaked with the effort of holding it back.

“Go on then, my good girl.” He swallowed hard, nodded, and ground out, “Cum. For. Daddy.”

I threw my head back. A monstrous orgasm slammed into me.

His neck tensed with his impending release. We roared, shaking with the effort of keeping quiet. Spent, we each collapsed in our seats.

I pulled my fingers from my cunt and tucked my breast back into my dress with a grin. Then, gaze locked on my silver fox, I slurped them clean.

Still panting, I looked at Jacques and dove my fingers back into my pussy, scooped up some more of my cream and offered it to him. He wrapped his fingers around my wrist and sucked them clean, smacking his lips in delight.

Jacques toasted me with his single-malt scotch.

“Holy fuck, baby girl. That was fucking amazing.” He tipped his head to my new lover and took a drink. “Absolutely fabulous.”

I lifted my red wine, my silver fox had his bourbon in hand.

“Thank you, my good girl.” He blew me a kiss and sipped his drink.

“I love being Daddy’s good girl.” Suddenly shy, I blew him a kiss back and enjoyed my Australian Shiraz.

Waiter appeared, placed the bill in front of Jacques, and asked, “Will that be all, sir?”

My silver fox snatched the billfold from our table and told the waiter to add it to his bill.

“It’s the least I can do for such a beautiful good girl.” He lifted my hand and kissed my knuckles. I smiled back.

Jacques winked at me. I giggled. We got more free meals that way.