The Sweetest Dessert (Short Story/ Paragraph)

A Beauty and Her Beast

I sit on the couch, my nose stuffed into an old tale of a beauty and a beast. As I dive deeper into the romantic tale, Daddy walks in. Sweat glistens on his abs, trailing downwards to his prominent v. I lick my lips, itching to sweep my tongue along the trail the sweat leaves.

Daddy catches me staring, and chuckles, "Where is your mind at, my little angel?" I grin, enjoying the hungry stare my daddy gives me as his eyes roam my body. "Thinking about my dessert daddy. Can I have it yet?" I say with a mischievous glint in my eye. Without waiting for his reply, I set my book to the side, now long forgotten.

Now standing before him, I trail my fingertips down his chest, to his abs and finally to the band of his basketball shorts. I slip my fingers under the band of the mesh fabric, bringing it to his feet as I fall to my knees. His cock springs out, ready and at attention; a drop of precum already seeping out. I lick it gingerly, as a kitten would with milk. I earn a groan of approval, encouraging me onwards. I lick his shaft, starting from the base and up to the tip. I open my lips, taking his tip into my mouth and swirl my tongue around it. Tasting the sweet and salty dessert, I begin to relax my throat and push his shaft farther into my mouth, pressing my tongue against the side. I bob my head, moving my lips up and down his length; sucking and swirling every inch of my daddy's hard shaft. I look to him for him approval and am spurred to bob quicker from his low moans and pants. He grabs my ponytail, setting a pace to his liking. I moan, liking the way he thrusts into my mouth. He thrusts faster, thoroughly fucking my mouth; claiming it as his. I massage his smooth and soft balls with one hand; using the other to rub my now thoroughly wet and swollen bud. Daddy starts thrusting faster and I know soon I will taste the sweet and salty dessert I love.