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Lunchtime with Daddy	By : quinnfabraysmut Category: G through L > Glee Views: 39496 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Lunchtime with Daddy
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“Hi, Quinn,” Russell’s secretary, Joan, greeted the fifteen-year-old girl, “Brought your father some lunch?”
“Yep,” Quinn said.
Quinn had an hour for lunch and then a study hall after lunch.
And, since she was Head Cheerio, she could easily get away with skipping it.
She had well over an hour to devote to her father, and she was going to take full advantage of it.
The bag she held did have food from their favorite fancy restaurant in it, but she would put it in his office mini-fridge for dinner…much later.
“Go right in. I think he’s about to call Japan, but I’m sure he won’t mind if you’re there,” Joan smiled.
“Thank you,” Quinn returned the smile and entered the office.
She turned to lock the door, then leaned against it.
“Hi, Daddy,” Quinn purred.
“Hi, Princess…Mmmm, have I ever told you that you look delicious in that cheerleading skirt?” Russell flirted.
“A few times, yes. Um…I hear you have a call to Japan?” she smirked.
“Yes, I do, why the sly smile?” Russell asked warily, with absolutely no wariness behind it.
“Well…” she moved to the fridge and put the bag inside, “I was thinking…I’d have a little fun while you were on the phone.”
“What kind of fun?” Russell asked.
“Tasty fun…” Quinn said.
“I have no problem with that,” Russell replied, “Let’s see if you can keep me going all the way through.”
“Mmm…you know I don’t want to waste any of your sperm. How long do you think it’s going to take?” Quinn asked, moving to lean on his desk next to him.
“Oh, about 20 to 30 minutes,” Russell said.
“Mmm…that’s not long enough,” she pouted.
Russell chuckled.
“Well, then we can do some more fun stuff after. Will that make you feel better?” Russell asked.
“No, because we were going to do that anyway. You know why I’m here. You know why I’ve been taking extra risks to jump you every possible chance,” she pouted.
“I know, honey,” he pulled her down onto his lap, his dick twitching and poking at her ass, “I’ll get you pregnant soon. I’m sure of it. Today may even be the day. We’re going to try really hard. I promise.”
“Okay, Daddy,” she gushed, “You make your call. I’ll have my fun. And, it’s okay. That’s enough time to have a lot of fun.”
Russell smiled down at his daughter as she slid off his lap and down to the floor.
As Russell picked up the phone to dial, Quinn worked on his belt buckle.
By the time the call connected, Russell’s pants and boxers were around his ankles, and Quinn was stroking his dick.
A second later, she went to her real work.
She attacked his balls with her lips and tongue.
She almost moaned deep and loud because she loved tasting her father’s balls.
But, she couldn’t let the person on the other end of the line hear her through the phone.
So, she limited her sounds to small gasps, whimpers and smacking lips.
It helped that her mouth was occupied by her father’s ball sac, so when she did moan it wasn’t loud.
She licked wide swaths between his balls then lifted his dick to suck just below its base.
She felt him jump a bit, and she giggled.
But, really, she wasn’t trying to distract him. She just loved having her father’s big, round testicles in her mouth.
Finally, after she had a little fun for a few minutes, she decided it was time to settle in a little for a little delicious teasing.
She had at least another fifteen minutes, after all, and she needed her father to last until he hung up…or at least that was her goal.
So, she scooted forward as close as possible to her father’s chair and took one of his testicles into her mouth.
Then for the next several minutes she worked it.
She held it in her mouth and rolled it on her tongue.
Then, she sucked on it for a good two minutes.
Then, she went back to rolling it on her tongue.
She finished that one off with a minute-long flutter of her tongue that had her unable to hold back her moan.
It twitched in her mouth, and her pussy gushed even more than it already was at that.
She simply loved her father’s balls, and she moved to the other one.
She repeated the treatment on the second testicle.
Once she finished doing that, she was delighted to realize her father was still on the phone but wrapping the call up.
She released the testicle in her mouth and simply nuzzled his scrotum with her nose, intoxicated by the feel and smell, until he hung up.
As soon as he hung up, she stood and kissed him deep and hard, shoving her tongue down his throat.
She pulled away and quickly shed her cheerleading uniform, leaving it on the floor.
“God, I love doing that. It gets me dripping for you,” she breathed.
“Mmm…you do love my nuts, huh?” he squeezed her ass as he put a hickey on her neck.
Quinn didn’t care. Most people would assume it was Finn’s handiwork, and she'd let them.
She never let him touch her.
“I need to call your mother and tell her I won't be home this weekend. Do you think you can be quiet for a little longer?” he asked.
The room was soundproofed to the rest of the building, so Quinn could be as loud as she wanted when he got off the phone.
“Absolutely. I'll have a little more fun.”
She was genuinely excited at the chance to mount her father’s dick like a horse while he talked to her oblivious mother.
Judy always suspected Russell of having an affair, but she had no idea that the reason Russell wasn’t interested in her anymore was not that he’d fallen in love with his secretary or met some lithe yoga teacher at the gym.
No, a year before, Russell had found out that his sexy 14-year-old daughter had given her virginity to some football player who wasn't her boyfriend, and he was secretly ecstatic because it meant she wasn’t pure anymore and could be completely defiled if she want4ed to be.
So, he followed her into her bathroom one morning, and, as she stood in front of the mirror, he came up behind her, put an arm around her waist, stroked her hipbone and whispered the dirtiest things in her ear.
When her answer was, “Fuck me, Daddy” he unzipped his pants, ripped her panties off and shot his load deep inside of her. Quinn didn’t have an orgasm that morning, but they were both satisfied.
Russell had given her plenty of orgasms since then.
And Quinn hadn’t come close to getting enough of her daddy’s big dick cumming inside of her.
Quinn didn’t wait for the phone call to connect this time. As soon as her daddy began dialing, she sank down on his cock.
He had to stop dialing as they both groaned.
“You should always be inside me, Daddy,” Quinn murumured in his ear.
Russell chuckled.
“Well, then you wouldn’t be able to suck me,” he teased.
“Oh, yeah,” Quinn stopped her grinding down on his balls to really consider that, “Well, when your balls aren’t in my mouth, you dick should be in my cunt.”
“How would you ever get through school that way?” he asked.
“I’d quit to serve your every sexual need. I’d only stop to eat, sleep and bathe, and sometimes I wouldn’t have to stop for that last one,” she said dreamily.
In her mind, in an ideal world, this could happen.
“I’d love that, Princess,” Russell wrapped his arms around her and kissed her with love and passion.
“We’ve got it pretty great anyway, Daddy,” Quinn said when they pulled back, “I get to have my big, strong studly father fuck me every day. I’m not complaining."
With that, she began to rock back and forth on his dick with purpose.
“Go ahead and call Mom. I want you to cum inside me while you’re talking to her,” Quinn said.
Russell dialed and finally the call connected.
And Quinn bounced on her father’s dick, hard, as her father told her mother he’d be working all weekend and would just sleep in his office.
Then, as they were winding up the call, she resumed rocking back and forth, rhythmically pushing down on his balls to coax his orgasm.
“Give me your load in my cunt, Daddy,” she husked close to his ear while he talked.
He felt his teenage daughter’s satiny, wet walls dragging on his dick while he lied to his wife about why he wouldn't be home.
It had his dick so hard it hurt, but it also meant that when he heard his little girl’s sexy voice say such dirty things, it set off one of his largest orgasms.
Thick waves of his semen poured out of him and spread inside Quinn’s pussy.
He quickly said goodbye and hung up the phone.
“Shit, Quinn…you’re such a good, naughty girl,” Russell said before he kissed her again.
“I love your cum, Daddy,” Quinn said when they came down, “I need you to go again, and I can tell you’re still hard. I want you from behind.”
He couldn’t help it. He loved how depraved his little girl was, and he had an idea how to sink them both deeper into their beautiful depravity.
He helped her off his dick and pushed her over to the wall of his office.
He was in what passed for a high rise in Lima, OH.
All the walls in the building were made of thick, clear glass.
On a sunny day it was hard to see inside, but he knew it wasn’t impossible.
The building only had ten floors, and he was on the fourth.
But, he didn’t care if anyone would see that two people were fucking against the wall. In fact, it turned him on even more.
He pressed Quinn flat against the wall so her breasts were squashed against the glass, pushed her legs apart and shoved his dick up, deep inside her, using his hands on her hips for leverage.
“Oh yes, Daddy. Take me. Fuck me for everyone to see. Show everyone out there how you fuck a baby into me,” Quinn grunted as her father slammed into her, loudly smacking his pelvis against her ass.
He drove into her and stayed for a few seconds, moving his hands around her stomach to pull her tightly against himself.
“I can’t wait, Princess. I can’t wait to see you walking around with a round belly knowing I impregnated you,” he began to move again, this time with short, hard thrusts.
“Mmph…” Quinn was overloaded with pleasure at how hard her father was pounding into her. “Me neither, Daddy. I’m coming!”
She squeezed his dick hard, and it was already so tight inside of her that Russell couldn’t hold back.
He slammed into her until she was completely pressed against the glass, not even holding herself up.
At that moment, the parking lot was crowded with employees coming back from lunch, and if they looked up they could see Russell Fabray shooting a huge load of cum into his underage daughter’s cunt.
“Fuck, yes, Daddy. Your cum feels so good,” Quinn was breathless at how so very thoroughly ravaged she felt by her father.
He pulled out and turned her around. He pressed her back against the wall, ass pressed to the glass, and kissed her for all she was worth.
“You’re such a good lay, Princess. I can’t wait to do that again,” he whispered against her lips.
“Tonight…did you book the hotel?” she asked still breathing heavily.
“Yeah, the usual place. I’m registered under Donald Harper as usual,” Russell replied.
“And we’ll have all night to fuck?” Quinn asked.
There was no game that night.
“Yeah…all night and all day tomorrow too. In fact, I won’t take my dick out of you except for blowjobs and nourishment breaks between tonight and Sunday morning when we go to church,” Russell promised, "How does that sound?"
“Sounds like heaven…can’t wait.”
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