Alex Ch. 01

Alex is sitting on a crate, ankles crossed. She can see some of the guys who work for her father talking quietly in the corner, every once in a while glancing over at her. Alex smiles softly in their direction and fiddles with the edge of her short skirt. One particularly bold man, maybe 30, slowly eyes them up and down. Alex tilts her head back in invitation. The man steps around his friends and approaches Alex, ignoring the whacks from his buddies. The man stops in front of her.

"Alex, right," the man asks. Alex nods. "The boss' kid."

"That's me. And what's your name," she asks.

"Alejo."

Alex smirks and hooks her fingers in his pants, slowly tugging the shocked man forward. "Alejo. Short for Alejandro?" The man nods. "Hmmm. Most white people probably call you Alex, huh," she asks. Another nod. "What? Cat got your tongue," she teases.

"Fuck, kid, you are so jailbait."

"Nope. 18."

Alejo breathes in deeply and puts his hands on Alex's thighs, creeping his fingertips up under her skirt. "Fuck. Then you're gonna be the death of me." Alex spreads her legs for him and he swears, stepping close to her. Alex can feel him, hard against her.

Alex grins and gently reels him down until they're a hair's breadth from kissing.

"ALEX!" She knows that tone intimately. She grins slowly. "My office! Now!"

"Uh-oh," Alex sing songs. "Daddy's man."

Alejo curses as Alex doesn't let him back up, instead letting him feel every inch of her as she slides off the box.

"Bye," Alex says, walking off. She steps into her father's office and he shuts the door behind her. "Hi, Daddy."

Her father grits his teeth. "What are you doing?"

"Enjoying myself."

"You know I don't like you doing that with the guys."

"But it's so much fun."

Her father slowly approaches her until he has them pressed up against his desk. Alex squirms in delight. Chris slides his hands up her thighs and lifts her onto the desk. "Do I have to show you who you belong to?"

Alex leans in. "Only if he gets you to fuck me after you do."

"After?"

"After."

Chris grabs Alex's thighs and drags her to the edge of the desk. "As long as it's after," he growls.

"It will be, Daddy," Alex purrs, wrapping her legs around his waist. He reaches under her skirt and pulls down her panties. She spreads her legs and lets him take them off. "Always let you have me first."

"Fuck yeah you will, Alex." She leans her head back and he bites her neck hard. She moans softly. He slides his hand under her skirt and rubs the skin just by her cunt.

"Daddy," she whines.

"Say please, sweetheart."

"Pleeeease."

"Please what?"

"Please fuck me, Daddy."

"There it is." He slides his fingers into her and he grins into her neck. "Mmmm. So wet for me."

"Always."

He drops to his knees and she puts her knees over his shoulders.

"You're so good to me, Daddy."

He puts his mouth on her instead of answering. He licks inside of her, listening to his daughter moan for him. He's hard in his pants and thinks of how he'd like her. On her back, on his desk? Bent over the side like his own little whore? On all fours on the floor, slamming into her as she pants and whines like a bitch in heat? He closes his lips around her clit and lashes it with his tongue, and she tightens her thighs around his head. He slides his tongue deeper inside of them and slurps, and she sobs and cums. He straightens and wipes his mouth. "Ready, sweetheart?"

Alex spreads her legs in answer. He unbuckles his pants and pulls himself out. Do you want me to suck you off, Daddy?"

"Not today, sweetheart."

"Aww, do you just want to be inside me?"

"Don't be a brat," Chris snaps.

"Why not? Are you gonna spank me if I'm bad?"

"Alex," Chris warns. She pouts and props her hands behind her. He comes close and teases her by just barely brushing her. "Ask nicely, baby."

"Daddy, will you please fuck me?" He grins and sinks in slowly. "Harder." He ignores her.

"Are you gonna be a brat for poor Alejo," he asks. "Or are you gonna be good?"

"Gonna ride him so good, Daddy." She grins. "After he eats me out." Chris moans, slamming home. "He's gonna taste you Daddy." He grabs her hips and pulls her to him, grinding in. She mewls. "Do you think he'll come back here, to your office," she pants. "Get on his knees, under your desk? Suck you off?"

"Fuck, Alex," Chris pants. He pulls back and thrusts hard. She arches and pants.

"I can probably convince him to. Say that I'll let you fuck me before and not let you cum, so he can taste me on you. I think he'll like that." He snarls and slams into his daughter. She writhes on his cock, and then ripples around him. He grinds deeper. She laughs and wraps herself around him, grinding down against him. She puts her mouth to his ear. "I think I'd like that, too. I know you'd make me come, Daddy, but I think I'd like watching him swallow your cock. I think it'd get me so wet." She giggles. "I think I'm getting wet just thinking about it. That and you're fucking me so good." Chris grins. He loves to hear that. He fucks her in earnest and she cums on his cock. He groans and follows her.

"Aw, just one, Daddy," she teases him. And she's right- most of the time, he makes sure she cums once or twice on his cock before he lets himself cum. He swats at their thigh, just enough to sting.

"I already gave you one," he points out. "Now it's Alejo's turn." He pulls out and fastens his pants, watching her sit back. Instead of pulling up her panties, she reaches down and sticks her fingers in herself, pulling them out wet. She sticks them in her mouth, licking and sucking them clean. "Alex," he moans. "Baby, I can't go again that quick."

"I know," she says, standing up and picking up their panties, slowly putting them on. "I just wanted to taste you since I didn't get my treat." She looks at him. "Where should I fuck Alejo?"

"Go out the front and circle around back to the storage room. I'll send him back there."

She shifts her skirt back into place. He looks her over carefully. She looks fine. "Bye, Daddy," she blows him a kiss and walks out of his office. She walks down the stairs and waves at the guys, walking out the door. Alejo goes to follow her but doesn't get two steps towards her before Chris comes out of his office.

"Alvarez. Get in here."

"Busted," Alejo's friend sing songs. Alejo flips him off and goes to his boss.

"Sir?"

"I need you to put something together back in the storage room," Chris says, sitting behind his desk. "A custom engine pipe fit for a motorcycle. Parts should be back there somewhere."

"Yes, sir," Alejo nods. He's not a dumb man. He knows this is punishment for touching his daughter.

"Go."

Alejo leaves, to jeering from his friends. He ignores them, heading to the back storage room. It's messy, and a little unorganized. This will take a while. He sighs and starts to look. He stops dead. Alex is sitting on a clean table, legs crossed. He glances down despite himself, but her panties are blocked by her legs. But she's still quite a sight. "Hey," he greets.

"Hey," she smiles. "Fancy meeting you back here."

"Uh, yeah. Your dad sent me back here to build a pipe."

"How long will that take?"

"Depends on how fast I can find the parts. What are you doing back here?"

"I like it back here. No one's usually in here. It's quiet." She grins and slightly spreads her legs. Alejo sees a flash of red. She drifts her hand between her thighs. "Very...private."

"And what do you do with that privacy?"

"Mm. All sorts of things."

"Like?"

"Liiiike," she draws out. "I hide stories here. Stories I don't want me dad to know I have." Alejo looks and there's a book next to her.

"Is that one of them?"

"Mm-hmm. Wanna see?"

"Fuck yeah, kid."

She pouts. "I'm not a kid, you know. I know what I want." She picks up the book and extends it to him. He takes it and looks at the cover. A bare chested man holding a woman in a tight red dress close.

"Hmm. Dirty stories, huh? And do you enjoy there?"

"A lot." He looks at her, and her hand disappears under her skirt. Alejo watches as she throws her head back and moans. He takes a step towards her.

"Do you need a little help?"

"It would be nice." He touches her thighs and she lets him slide his hands under her skirt. She smiles and slides forward, letting him feel her like she did before. She walks away, hips swaying. "You coming?"

"Hopefully soon," he mutters to himself. He follows her to a nicely hidden spot. There's a nest of pillows on the floor and she lays down and settles in. She puts both hands under her skirt. He gets down and kisses her. She licks eagerly into his mouth and sucks on his tongue. He slides his hand under her skirt and pulls her panties down and off. He goes to slide his fingers in, but she stills his hand.

"Can you lick me out," she asks sweetly.

"Yeah, I can do that." He slides down her body and puts his head under her skirt. He licks her and pauses, frowning. "Uh," he says, intelligently, pulling back his head from her skirt.

"What's wrong, Alejo? Hope you don't mind I let someone else fuck me."

"Who," he wonders aloud. Unless she fucked the man with the least amount of stamina in the world after she left the building, or... he moans. "Chris?"

"Uh-huh. Daddy." He gasps and licks into her, pulling out Chris' cum with his tongue. She drags him closer with her legs. "Mm. I told him you wouldn't mind."

"Mind? Your dad's fucking hot." He pauses. "Could I watch?"

"Mm. No. But if I let him fuck me and don't let him cum, you can lick my taste off of him." Alejo reaches down and adjusts himself. Alex laughs. She uses her legs to roll them and sits up. Alejo supports her with his hands on her thighs. "I'd watch. I've never seen him with anyone else."

"Would you touch yourself?"

"Yeah. Maybe I'd even use one of my toys. Fuck myself on a dildo and wish it were one of you." He rolls his tongue and she moans and rocks onto him. "Do that again," she demands. He smirks and does. "Fuck."

"Did your daddy ever do that?"

"No." He smirks. He curls his tongue inside of her and slowly licks, learning her channel with his tongue. He finds her clit and carefully covers it with his tongue, sucking it. She whines and rocks against his face, hands coming down to tangle in his hair. He rolls his tongue again and she cums. He licks it up.

"Want another one," he asks, smug.

"Yeah. But on your cock."

She gets up and helps him take his pants off. She sighs happily when she sees him. "Good," he asks, smirking. He knows he's a good size.

"Yeah." She grabs him and sinks onto him in one smooth motion. He moans and grabs her hips, giving a tiny thrust up into her. She rocks on him, leaning her head back and grinning. "Yeah," she whispers. Alejo growls and grinds up into her. She pants and starts riding him, her hands splayed on his chest. If he thought she was a sight before, he had to reconsider. She looks absolutely perfect grinding back on his cock, panting and focused.

"So fucking pretty like this," he says. "Is this what your daddy sees? Hmmm? Does he like it when he sinks into you?"

"Yeah."

He slams up and she pants, rocked by the thrust. "Good girl." She moans and circles her hips. "Fuck, you're good at that. Do you fuck your daddy this well?"

"Yeah," she nods.

"Yeah? Do you ride him like this," he asks, fitting one hand against her waist and holding her still as he grinds up into her. She moans and nods. He lets her start riding him again. "Shove his cock deep inside you and fuck his cock into you until he cums?"

"Yes, yes!"

"Do you cum on his cock?"

"Yee-ees," she yelps. He had thrust up into her in the middle of her response.

"Will you cum on mine?"

She pants and smirks. "Only if you're good enough."

He snarls and rolls them so he's on top. She wraps her legs around his hips as he fucks her hard and fast. She rocks with the force, holding onto him for dear life. Her tits move with every thrust and he slides his hand under her crop top, trying his damndest not to rip it off. She sits up as much as she can and takes it off over her head. She then unhooks her bra from the front and lies back down. He gets his mouth on her, suckling. She holds his head there and pants, rocking down against him.

"Daddy does this too," Alex tells him. "Loves to get his mouth on my tits. Sometimes I even let him slip his cock in between. I like to lick it as it comes up. He sometimes cums on me and then holds me down as he licks it up. Sometimes he doesn't and makes me go outside with it dripping on me. But I like it best when he lets me ride him before school. Let him fill me up and then go to school with him dripping out of me. I like to rock in my chair and feel him, like he's still inside." Alejo whimpers and his hips stutter. He switches breasts and starts to suck on that one. She hums and pets through his hair. "He's such a good Daddy. Lets me suck his cock whenever I want. Sometimes I want to just crawl under his desk and suck him off there. But he doesn't like to share. Doesn't want anyone to see us fuck. But maybe if I beg so pretty he'll let you suck him off." Alex tears away from her hands and swears, reaching down to her hips and yanking her onto his cock roughly. She sobs. He rocks into her to give her a chance to breathe. "I think he'll like that. I think he'd like it if I told you exactly how he likes it, whispering in your ear as I fuck myself on my fingers. Do you want that, Alejo?"

"Yes, yes, God yes."

"Good." With that, she kisses him and takes one of his hands, pressing two fingers inside her, right next to his cock. She cums and he follows her, her milking him so sweetly. He devolves into Spanish, chattering at her quietly. She smirks and keeps talking. "Want him to hold you down by the back of your neck, bent over his desk. Want to watch him prep you so slowly you're crying for him but he ignores you and just licks you out. Want to watch him wait until you're sobbing and dripping before he finally gets his cock into you." Alejo's head reels, imagining it. His dick twitches inside her and she grinds against him.

"Fuck, Alex, I can't go again." Maybe if he was ten years younger, but not anymore. He pulls out and moans as he watches his cum slip out of her. He reaches for it but her fingers beat him there, shoving it back inside herself. She slips her fingers out wet and trails them up her body before she sucks them into her mouth. She licks them clean and Alejo moans.

"Yeah, Daddy liked that too." She keeps doing it and Alejo is finally forced to tear his eyes away and fix himself. He looks back at her, naked and lounging on the pillows.

"You should get dressed, kid."

"Why? Maybe I should wait for someone else to come by." Alejo snarls, feeling possessive. Alex giggles and starts getting dressed.

"Two men not enough for you?"

"What can I say," she laughs. "I like getting fucked. Maybe I should get a guy my own age. One that could keep up with me." Alejo lunges and pins her down, roughly shoving three fingers into her. She moans and rocks down on them.

"Think a boy could make you cum like your daddy and I can? Think he'd be even half as good?"

"Noooo," she admits.

"Thought so." Alejo pulls his fingers out and licks them clean. He knows it's just in his head but he would have sworn that he can taste all three of them. He walks away and Alex leaves. From his office, Chris smirks.