SMOOTHIE [JENLISA ONE SHOT]

The Godmother (2)

JENNIE

I've only been here 30 minutes and I'm already beyond bored. On top of that, I don't know how she expects me to be good when she has every skank in this room all over her. To her credit, she doesn't act interested in any of them.

This unfortunate situation has been a normal occurrence since her divorce. It's fucking annoying, and I'm about to go tell her so until she finally breaks away from some blonde chick and makes her way over to me. She smirks as she says,

"Don't pout, baby. We don't have to stay much longer. You're being such a good girl Daddy's proud of you." I feel the heated blush spread across my face at her praise. I can see the desire burning in her eyes as she says,

"You've always had such a pretty blush, baby," I smirk as I notice the tent in her pants. I get as close as I can without getting appropriately and whispering.

"That looks uncomfortable Daddy. Meet me in my old room and I'll take care of it for you." I don't wait for a reply.

Instead, I turn and walk away. Once I'm far enough away from the party I start walking quickly up the stairs and down the hall to my old room. It's pink and frilly and awful and I was never allowed to change it. That's one of the many reasons I moved out as soon as I turned 18. I also know it's the last place anyone will look for us.

I feel my pussy clench with need as I hear her footsteps coming down the hall. She comes in, locking the door behind her, before turning to frown at me.

"Being a tease is not good girl behavior, baby." She practically growls her words. My panties are soaked at the stern tone of her voice. I try pressing my thighs together to stave off the aching need growing in my core.

"I'm not a tease." I pout her face is serious as she speaks again.

"Come here. Jennie." her command is rough, and I don't hesitate to obey. I walk towards her until I'm directly in front of her.

"On your knees." she snaps. I drop to my knees in front of her. I can't seem to fight this control she's got over me. My pussy is completely soaked just from her commanding tone. I've never liked being told what to do before. It's almost scary how much I want to do everything she says without question.

I reach for her belt, but she smacks my hand. "No, Jennie." She snaps again.

"Put your hands behind your back, and don't move them until I say so. If you disobey I will tie them together. Do you understand me?" Her tone makes my pussy clench with need.

"Yes, Daddy." I pout, but my voice is breathy with need, as I put my hands behind my back. She runs her hand down my cheek as she says,

"Good girl, baby" Her praises bring another blush to my face.

I watch from my position on my knees, as she undoes her belt, then her pants, freeing her large cock. It now stands at attention almost level with my mouth. I almost reach for it. Luckily I remember just in time that I'm not allowed to do that. I watch her start to stroke herself as she says,

"Here is what's going to happen, baby. First, Daddy's going to fuck your pretty mouth. When I'm done we are going to go back downstairs to say our goodbyes to your parents and our friends. When we get home, we're going to talk about exactly what it means to be Daddy's baby." She pauses and I clench my thighs together again. The need to touch her is almost overwhelming. Finally, she says,

"Now, you are going to open your mouth and suck my cock. You may use your hands if you wish to." She's never spoken to me like this before. Nobody has ever spoken to me like this before. I'm self-aware enough to know that I'm your quintessential wealthy teen socialite.