Teach Me, Daddy

"Hello, I am Catherine," she said in a stuttering voice. A soft chuckle left Archer's lips that sent goosebumps through Catherine's spine."Your room is on the second floor first room. Apart from your room, living room, and kitchen do not wander around or enter any other room. If you do not like the decor or need anything else just let Thomas know," his voice wasn't strict but serious. He was drawing a boundary and Catherine knew not to meddle with his rules."Thanks, Mr. Mendez," Catherine said after thinking for a while. She lost all her words the moment she walked into this villa. Just last night she was soaking wet thinking about the great Archer Mendez and his big chocolaty monster and now he was sitting in front of her like a fucking sex god. Shame engulfed her; how could she form any word in front of this man?"From now on, call me Daddy. If someone heard you calling me Mr. Mendez they might misunderstood our relationship," Archer said frowning. He watched the teenage girl stan

In the morning........Catherine stretched her body after waking up from sleep. She sighed in her mind for not having a dream about Archer last night. The fact that she wetted herself twice because of her erotic dreams with her now father haunted her. She hadn't seen him since their last lunch. As Codi mentioned, he didn't come home for dinner. So, the wet dreams only haunted her when she watched him or met him. She could escape from this or that she thought she could as long as she avoided him.After finishing her morning routine, she put on her new school uniform: a white button-down shirt, a blue checked plaided short skirt, and a tie. As she stood in front of the mirror, she had doubts about her body. Her breasts were naturally big, and her new uniform complimented her voluptuous figure. But she looked more like those naughty daughters in the adult films. Didn't these schools realize how short their uniforms were? She sighed and put on the uniform jacket, then left the room with

Catherine rushed back to her room with a flushed red face. She threw her body on the bed. She still can't believe that she was able to escape before embarrassing herself. She was this close to getting caught by Archer. With a deep breath, she closed her eyes and scenes of Archer's big shaft moving in and out of a wet pussy played in her mind. What if it were her instead of that woman? How would it feel to have him buried deep inside her?Subconsciously, her hand moved inside her cotton shorts. She wasn't wearing any panties, so it didn't take her long to reach her wet pussy lips. She dipped her finger further down, and soon her finger brushed over her pleasure button, making her gasp in pleasure. She never touched herself like that. So she never knew her clit was this sensitive to touch. Additionally, it was wet and slippery due to her overflowing juices."Hmphhhhh," a whimper of pleasure left her mouth as her finger travelled down and stopped right on top of her entrance. For a momen

"It will hurt a bit at the beginning, then you will feel nothing but pleasure, I promise," Archer whispered to her ear and slightly bit her sensitive earlobe."Uhmm, Daddy," Catherine moaned as she enjoyed what her Daddy was doing with her pussy. She was sitting on top of the kitchen counter with her tank top pulled down to her belly and her denim shorts discarded on the kitchen floor. Fortunately, she forgot to wear any underwear, and her Daddy complimented her for that. Archer took her moan as her consent and pushed inside her pussy.Earlier......"Would you like me to fuck you, Catherine?" Archer asked since she was at the age where she could give her consent. Catherine's eyes went bigger in surprise, hearing the forbidden words from his lips. Was she hallucinating? Did he mix something in her spaghetti. "W-what do you m-mean?" she asked; her voice shook in astonishment. Never in her wildest fantasy had she imagined something like this would happen to her."I mean, if you want to

Catherine stood in front of a skyscraper, in the middle of the business street in Manhattan. She hadn't visited this side of the city for a long time, since the death of her parents. She pushed the thought of her parents back and turned to look at Robert."Why are we here?" she asked."Mr. Mendez asked me to bring you here. Thomas is waiting at the reception area for you," Robert said, showing her the entrance of the skyscraper. The logo of Mendez Corporation came into view. She took a deep breath and got out of the car.As she pushed through the revolving door, a marvelous reception area welcomed her. It was both lavish and aristocratic. One could easily understand how big the Mendez Corporation is only by the number of receiptionist was posted there. There were at least ten receptionists in the big reception desk area, and to her surprise, all of them were busy either on the phone or talking with the visitors and employees."Welcome to Mendez Corporation, Miss Mendez," Thomas greete