Please, Daddy Fuck Me

(Lila's pov)

The professor’s voice droned on endlessly at the front of the lecture hall, but I barely registered a single word. My mind was completely consumed by memories of last night — Daddy’s tongue devouring my pussy on the couch, then his thick cock slamming into me from behind while Mom moved around upstairs. I kept squeezing my thighs together under the desk, my panties soaked through and my clit throbbing with need.

“Miss Lila? Lila!” Professor Reynolds’ sharp voice finally cut through my daydream. The entire class turned to look at me.

I blinked rapidly, heat flooding my cheeks. “Yes, Professor Reynolds?”

He sighed, adjusting his glasses with clear annoyance. “Since you seem so distracted today, care to share with the class what I just explained about the economic impacts of the industrial revolution? Or were you somewhere else entirely?”

A few students snickered. I swallowed hard. “I’m sorry, Professor. I didn’t sleep well last night. It won’t happen again.”

“Come up to the front of the class and summarize the key points from the assigned reading,” he ordered. “Perhaps that will help you focus.”

My face burned with embarrassment as I walked to the front in my short pleated schoolgirl skirt and white blouse. I stuttered through a weak, half-remembered summary while my mind kept flashing back to Daddy’s cum leaking down my thighs. When the bell finally rang, I grabbed my bag and practically ran out of the building, heading straight to his office instead of home.

Mark opened the door, his eyes darkening with hunger the moment he saw me in my full uniform. He pulled me inside and locked the door.

“Princess, you came straight here looking like a naughty schoolgirl?” he growled, his hands already sliding under my skirt and grabbing my bare ass. I had left my panties at home on purpose.

“I couldn’t focus at all in class, Daddy,” I whispered, pressing my body against him. “Professor Reynolds caught me daydreaming about your cock. I need you so fucking bad right now.”

He kissed me hungrily, his thick fingers finding my dripping pussy. I dropped to my knees, pulled out his massive cock, and sucked him deep into my mouth. “Mmm, Daddy… your cock tastes so good,” I moaned between slurps. “I love sucking you at work. Fuck my throat, please.”

“Harder… yes, just like that,” he groaned, guiding my head. “Oh fuck, right there, princess. Faster. Take me deeper. Yes… oh there… your mouth is perfect.”

I gagged and drooled on his thick shaft, sucking eagerly until he pulled me up, sat in his leather chair, and guided me onto his lap. I sank down onto his cock with a loud moan, riding him desperately.

“Fuck me, Daddy,” I begged. “Harder… please fuck me harder. I need it so deep.”

Just as I was bouncing wildly on his thick cock, his office phone rang. He glanced at the clock and cursed.

“Fuck… I have an important client meeting in ten minutes, princess,” he said, still thrusting up into me. “You’re going to have to wait for me.”

I whimpered loudly, grinding down on him. “But Daddy, please… I’ve been aching for your cum all day. Don’t leave me like this. Fuck me and fill me before you go.”

He lifted me off his cock with a wet pop, his shaft glistening with my juices. “Be a good girl and wait quietly on the couch. Daddy will fuck you properly as soon as the meeting ends. Do not touch yourself until I get back.”

I pouted, sitting on the small couch in the corner of his office. “That’s not fair, Daddy. My pussy is throbbing. I don’t know if I can wait.”

Mark straightened his clothes, kissed my forehead, and left, locking the door behind him.

I tried to behave. I really did. But after five minutes the ache between my legs became unbearable. “Fuck this,” I whispered. I reached into my school bag and pulled out the thick, realistic dildo I had started carrying with me lately — just in case the need for Daddy became too strong.

I spread my legs wide on the couch, pulled my skirt up around my waist, and rubbed the fat head of the dildo along my soaked slit. “Mmm… Daddy… I wish this was your big cock,” I moaned softly to myself as I pushed it inside. The stretch felt good, but it wasn’t the same as him.

I started fucking myself with it, pumping it deeper and faster. “Oh god… harder, Daddy. Please fuck your little girl harder,” I whispered, my voice breathy. My free hand rubbed my clit in fast circles. Juices coated the dildo and dripped onto the couch as I plunged it in and out.

“Fuck me deeper… yes, right there,” I panted, imagining Mark’s rough hands on my hips. “I need your thick cock stretching me. Harder… oh fuck, Daddy, don’t stop. I’m your dirty schoolgirl slut.”

I fucked myself faster, the wet squelching sounds filling the quiet office. My tits heaved under my blouse as I chased my pleasure. “Please come back soon, Daddy. I need you to fill me with your hot cum. Breed me while you’re supposed to be in your meeting.”

I was so lost in it — moaning, fingering my clit, and pounding the dildo into my dripping pussy — that I didn’t even hear the door unlock until it clicked open.

Mark stepped inside and froze, eyes locked on me with my legs spread wide and the dildo buried deep inside my cunt.

“Naughty little girl,” he growled, locking the door again with a dark smile. “Couldn’t even wait five minutes for Daddy?”

“I tried, Daddy,” I moaned, still slowly fucking myself with the toy. “But I needed you too much. Please… take it out and fuck me properly. Harder than this. I want the real thing.”

He crossed the room quickly, pulled the dildo out with a wet pop, and replaced it with his thick, rock-hard cock in one savage thrust.

“Yes, Daddy! Fuck me harder!” I cried out as he started pounding me over the desk, finally giving me exactly what I had been begging for.