Make Daddy Cum

Kudos to the Internet for the comedy.

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Make Daddy Cum

I was flying home through Dallas. It was a long day, a long flight. I hate connecting through any airport especially Dallas Fort Worth in the spring, Way too many severe weather events risking a good connection. As we landed, looking out my window, I was a spectator to a magnificent lightning show off to the west of airport. It was 10 PM, the connection to LA at 11 PM. I have a bad feeling about this to quote Han Solo.

We parked at the gate.

“Ladies and gentlemen, this is your pilot. It is not official yet, and you didn’t hear it from me, the airport will shut down for the night. My recommendation — call your travel agent to book a room and flight right now. The airport will probably open back up in the morning.”

Everyone scrambled to pull out their phones. Competition for close hotels began.

I called Julie my trusted assistant. She answered on the first ring.

She jumped right into it.

“There are no good options.”

“Why is that?” I asked.

“There are three huge conventions sucking up all the hotels. The hotels that you like.”

I really didn’t need to get out in a timely basis. It was Friday night. I had family here.

“Ok, get me the best you can. Plus, a rental and fly me out Sunday evening or Monday morning.”

“Got it, I will forward all the confirmations to you.”

“Thanks Julie, I love you.”

“Yeah right, you love my pussy and blowjobs you dork.”

“Once a dork, always a dork! Kisses!”

I hung up. She does such a great job handling the talent I represent. Lots of arrogant or moody actors, actresses and comedians she handles. She does most of the work to book them. I give her a generous salary from my take on the gigs. She is happy.

I am even happier with our sex life. We are truly just fuck buddies. We don’t live together with no plans to do so. We are not emotionally tied. When we can, we take turns staying at each other’s homes. Last weekend she pulled a new one on me at her home. She tied me to the bed after she took off my clothes, then she teased my cock.

She stripped for me. She had spent a buck or two to enhance her breasts and face. She was a knockout. I love her tits as well as her pussy. I was already hard from the cock tease but now standing straight up. She turned away fumbling with something, I realized it was a strap on. She has never done that before. She told me I needed something different. I had never been fucked in ass by anyone.

Then to my surprise, she moved on top of me and eased down, the head of my cock touching her anus. She pushed down a little at a time controlling the acceptance of my dick head. We never had anal sex before, it was exhilarating. So tight. I loved it. Once she was comfortable, the motion began. She asked me to grab her strap on cock. I got it! She needed something different, her fantasy was that she was shemale!

I loved it. I stroked her ‘cock’ and then sat up trying to take it in my mouth. I could only lick the head so I continued the stroking. Gosh, she was so tight. It had been awhile since my last anal adventure with my ex-wife.

She picked up the pace. I was only thinking about cumming but I was enjoying it so much, I had to control myself. Then she begged me to cum inside her. Thank you I let loose pumping my good stuff into her. She reclined back on me as I emptied my balls into her.

I was still in my seat thinking about Julie when the confirmations hit my email. Cool! A Tesla rental. Five Star hotel, out in the ‘burbs.

I texted out to my nephew and daughter my situation. Immediate response from my daughter. My nephew typically ignores me.

“Come on out to my club! If you hurry, you can catch the start of the last show.”

Not surprised with the late show. Nothing good happens before 10 PM.

She included the maps location. It was close to my hotel.

“Be there as soon as I can.” I texted back.

Thumbs up emoji back to me.

It took me an hour to get to the club. I parked in a lot across the street. It was a cool looking building with a something special vibe going on inside.

“Twenty dollar cover please.” the huge gentlemen at the door requested. I dug into my wallet, I don’t carry much cash. I was short.

“Sorry dude, there is an ATM down the street.”

I started walking that way.

“Daddy! Come back!”

I turned around. My daughter was running after me. I stopped. She almost knocked me down when she grabbed, hugged, and kissed me.

“I should have let Billy know you were coming. I got busy getting the talent lined up. So sorry!”

“No problem. You know me, I roll with the punches!”

“Come on, you will sit with me for the show, I will make it up to you.”

We walked arm and arm back to the club. She looked amazing. A shimmering white dress that needed a brightness control. No hose on her tanned legs, high manageable heels. Her blond hair tousled around her beautifully made up face accented with sparkling diamond earrings. She set the standard on how a club owner should look.

Back to the club door.

“Miss Zoe, I am sorry. I didn’t know he was your Dad. My apologies boss.”

“Billy, I screwed up, I got busy and didn’t let you know you, your good, just doing your job. Keep it up.”

She blew him a kiss. He blushed, I think. He was black.

“Zoe, your club is very impressive. I am proud of you. So much accomplished in two years. I read that your place is a now a destination club for local, and national talent.”

“Thanks Daddy but you know this would not have happened without your investment in my dream.”

“Money doesn’t get it done. It only enabled your drive to build a successful business. You did the work. You should be proud of creating jobs, entertaining people, and putting a dent in the universe.”

“I love that, thank you Daddy.”

She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me on the lips.

“Sorry!! Target for cheek, missed that!”

Made me wonder. Of course, I always found her attractive, but in a Dad kind of way.

I blew it off. Stupid thought.

Zoe’s table was front and center to the stage. The server brought me a meal and drinks for us.

“When Mary sees either of our glasses are low, look out! Here comes another!”

Zoe sang out, “When I find myself in need of alcohol, server Mary comes to me, bringing drinks of alcohol, let it be.”

I loved her singing and laugh. She had the singing gene. She was so full of life. Looking at her made me smile. She was the spitting image of her mother. Plus when seen together, people mistaken them for sisters. Her Mom was a singer, I was her agent until she started sleeping with one of her band members. Clean divorce, Zoe the adult only child was off already doing her own thing.

“Time to work!” Zoe said placing her hand on my thigh to boost her up. Another accident?

She left me alone at the table and made her way to the stage to the center microphone.

“Hi everybody! Thanks for joining us tonight. We have an awesome show tonight with comedy and singing talent for you. Mostly dirty comedy but great singing talent!”

The audience enthusiastically applauded. Someone yelled out, “Yeah! Bring it on!”

“Before we bring it on, we have a special guest here tonight.”

Uh-oh.

“My Daddy, the majority investor behind this club. A round of applause for my Dad — yeah, my Dad.”

Applause.

“Daddy, please stand and address your paying customers!”

A titter of laughter.

Shit! I didn’t expect that. I have delivered impromptu and planned speeches for hundreds of audiences in my business dealings. Always weaving humor throughout the speeches. Never have I worked a club, although I have been in hundreds of them. Never have I been surprised like this. Seemed like they liked dirty jokes. I will give that a try.

“Thanks Zoe. I really the appreciate the opportunity to be put on the spot.”

Laughter from the audience.

“This reminds of the time I threw a surprise bukkake party for my ex-wife. She was so excited when everyone came! You should’ve seen her face!”

Hilarious laughter. I was rolling.

“My wife is so smart, she really surprises me! I went golfing, and forgot to bring my phone, so I used my friend’s phone to call her. She answered: “What’s up, honey?” What a smart girl! She knew I was the one on the phone!”

Slight pause, then laughter. Slow developing joke.

I sat down. The audience kept clapping. Someone yelled “one more!” Others joined in. I stood up.

“OK, OK. Here we go, last joke.”

“Who’s the most popular guy at the nudist colony? The one who can carry a cup of coffee in each hand and a dozen donuts.”

“OK, I am done.”

Laughter then applause.

I can’t believe they like these corny jokes.

Zoe was standing at the microphone and was clapping as well.

She said, “Well thanks for coming tonight. Enjoy the show. Please come back tomorrow.”

“Now, please welcome Jan Wiggins!”

Zoe joined me back at the table. She placed her hand on thigh.

I nearly jumped.

“Just a warning, she has a dirty act too.” She smiled at me.

Loud applause, the crowd was ready. She must be a regular.

Jan entered confidently. She was dressed opposite of Zoe dressed in a black dress with a short hemline with a hint of lace on the top of her black hose. Black hair pulled back in a ponytail. I liked her right off, very sexy.

She moved to the center of the stage, grabbed the microphone and started pacing back and forth on the stage.

“Thanks, Daaaddy, for warming up this audience! I thought I was the opener tonight. Asshole!”

The crowd loved it. I loved it. She was looking right at me.

“I should have bent over and let you shove your jokes right up my ass. I know I would like that better.” She turned around and bent over, the short skirt revealing a hint of her cheeks.

The crowd erupted. She straightened up.

“Seriously Daddy that was great. Stand up and take a bow.”

I did.

“Please keep standing I actually have some nice things to say about you.”

Uh-oh.

“Look at this guy! He should be on the cover of GQ. Or maybe Playgirl — is that still around? I only read Playboy, for the stories of course. So handsome. What a build. He should really be working as a Chippendale dancer.”

The crowd was loving it. I heard one girl in the back shout, “I would like to see him dance, dance naked!”