Daddy Makes Me Cum in front of Strangers.

I met him on the internet. After months of chatting, I was convinced we were in erotic love. He liked it when I called him Daddy, so that's all I called him. I just wanted to please him. When he asked for photo, I buried my faltering and sent him exposure of me. In some of them I was at to the lowest degree wearing underwear, but they were all very compromising. I just wanted to please him.

Finally the day came that we would fulfill. pop asked me to play him at his oeuvre, because even though I was 18, I still lived with my parents. He worked in some office building on the 26nd floor. The lift ride up seems to last an eon. I find him easily enough, in the open plan office. He was one desk shop clerk lost in a sea of many. He greets me with a kiss straight away. I stand awkwardly as his natural language licks my back talk. I have never kissed anyone before. He asks me to tiffin, and so we leave.

We step into the elevator. The present moment the doors close, he is on me. His hands grasp in my hair, his lip are hot on mine. The lift slows down and he pushes away from me abruptly. A mathematical group of 4 men in patronage suits step on, conversing with each other casually. They stand in presence of us, seemingly oblivious to our front. Daddy slips his arm around my shank and pulls me secretive. His hand slides down my body slowly, over the curve of my ass, down my thigh. He trails his fingers up and down my bare leg tantalizingly. My breath catches as his hand slides high and gamy, until it is under my bird. I try to surreptitiously shift away, but he steps with me, and the crusade draws the care of one of the business men. I try desperately to proceed an oblivious face. Daddy's finger tips are just grazing the seat of my panties now. He presses more than firmly into the lovingness of my fork, and I bite my lip.

I make to push away again, but Daddy leans down and says more quietly than a whispering into my ear"I have all the photos you've sent me. Don't think I won't send them to your parents ”. Keeping press, he begins to saw his hand back and forth between my legs. My back talk theatrical role, and daddy leans down to puzzle out my temple and nestle my fuzz. I thought he loved me ? Why would he jeopardise me with those photos ?

The businessman's eyes ware trained on the front of my skirt, where I am sure he can see movement. I feel a hot blush ascending from my chest to my cheek. The man's gaze face lifting to mine, and he smirked at me knowingly. Why was daddy doing this ? Couldn't he tell we'd drawn individual's attention ? I elbowed him, and he gives my pussy a illume spank in warning. I clench deliciously, and to my chagrin, can feel wetness get down to ooze through my panties. Daddy pulls my panties to the side, and now his finger are on bare flesh. I can't control condition my whine, and the businessman's smirk only grows. A fingerbreadth lot my clitoris lightly, then puts slight air pressure against my hole. pop slowly pushes in until the second metacarpophalangeal joint. I look helplessly up at him as he begins to steadily thrust his finger in and out of my vagina. I am being fingered in an elevator wide-cut of strangers, by a man twice my age. One of the unknown is watching as I struggle to hold still, to keep quiet. A 2nd digit joins the first, and struggles to ram its way into my taut kitty. I am throbbing, aching, panting with demand. I didn't want it to palpate this well, but my organic structure is betraying me.

The businessman, from now on let's outcry him Chris, won't tear his oculus from my skirt. I think dada finally realised we have a looker, because his finger are slowing, and he finally stops fucking my tender pussy. My succour is tangible, until daddy's early hand goes to my battlefront, and slowly starts to raise the hem of my skirt.

"No.."I groan softly, as his finger's breadth fucking pickes up footstep again. Nobody but pa and Chris seem to hear me. papa's fingers pull out for a consequence, and he quickly yanks my step-in down to just over my knee. My shock ! Chris, a total stranger can see my pussycat ! My heart are welling up at the indignity, but I couldn't aid my pelvic girdle slightly thrusting to meet daddy's hand as he pushes two digit up me again.

Chris takes a streamlined step back towards me, and none of his champion notice. He turnes to face up me, his smirk becoming devious. Crowded between two walls and two men in the corner of the elevator, I can do zip as Chris brought a finger to my clit, and rubs. I am making soft grunting noises, jerking into the two bridge player pushing me so close to orgasm.

Daddy is letting a alien rub me ! It feels so expert, and as I grow closer to that glorious culmination, I can't contain my groan. The remaining three men all turn around and star at the scene in shock. Chris leans down to bite and lick into the malefactor of my neck. I let out a shriek as I cum juicily all over the sets of fingers on my pussy. Chris immediately removes his mitt and suck my juices off his finger's breadth, his sultry gaze not leaving mine. Daddy's fingers stay inside me as he leisurely take reward. The remaining men ware absently rubbing their bulges as they take in the batch of me. step-in pulled down, annulus pulled up exposing a untested kitty absolutely drenched. Tears of humiliation roll down my cheeks but my pelvis save thrusting wantonly back onto my Daddy's hand. He slowly pulls his fingers out, and I feel relieved. There is a pressure on my lips, and reflexively I open my sassing to the two fingers Daddy is pushing at me, and suck off my juices.

"That's a good missy"I hear Daddy say.

I hear a ding, and the lift door finally open. Briskly, pa drops my chick and pulls up my step-in. Everyone silently steps out of the elevator. I shamefully keep my gaze down .