Daddy’s Little Bitch Part 3 Daddy’s Friends

¬Daddy’s Little Bitch Part 3

Daddy’s Friends

Outside Flagstaff AZ

John stepped out of his rusting blue Chevy truck at the end of a long isolated gravel driveway in the northern Arizona foothills and closed the door with a clunk. He could hear Hank Williams coming from somewhere behind his buddy Ted’s single-wide trailer. The smell of charcoal and charring meat wafted through the air along with a whiff of the of dog kennels that always made themselves known in the summer months.

He was more than a little curious about Ted’s mysterious disappearance from their local watering hole last month. In Arizona August was a thirsty month. When the sort of guy that has his own bar stool suddenly goes absent, people talk. And the fact that his 18 year step daughter disappeared simultaneously had the small town gossiping more than usual. When Ted randomly dropped by the bar and invited a few guys over for a Sunday BBQ John couldn’t resist.

As John rounded the corner of the beat up 80’s era mobile home Ted saw him and waved. Ted was flipping meat on the grill. Mismatched chairs were set up in something of a circle on the dusty ground near the home’s back stairs. Their local bartender Marty was sitting in a folding camping chair next to the beer cooler with his back turned to him. John shouted to him for a brew but all he got was a grunt.

As he walked towards the two men he noticed something a tanned flesh color on the ground between Marty’s knees. Another step and he knew it was a curvy rump, the side of a girl’s bare butt. Dark wavy hair was bobbing up and down in his lap. John grinned as he continued to move forward. Had Ted gotten a whore for entertainment? Was it somebody’s birthday?

What John saw next would be forever burned into his mind.

It wasn’t just some town slut sucking dick… it was Ted’s step daughter. 18 year old Katie Spencer, the town cock tease and queen bitch was butt naked on her hands and knees, fat tan DD tits hanging down swinging in the warm breeze, round ass up in the air… sucking on fat old Marty, part owner of the second dirtiest bar in Arizona.

John froze dead in his tracks, his mouth hung open. Marty groaned again and gave a toss of the head acknowledging John’s presence. Katie glanced over at John briefly, her plump wet lips wrapped around a fat shaft, and then back up at Marty’s face, gazing at him almost lovingly with her big brown eyes as she continued to suck him off, bobbing her head deeply up and down, never breaking her brisk rhythm.

John felt his pants tighten and his mind whirl. This was the girl who nobody got to fuck, nobody even got a kind word from her and here she was giving a guy she had called a fat smelly old man on multiple occasion the ultimate kindness. A girl that would never be seen in anything but expensive designer clothes was now wearing nothing but a thick necklace. Wait, no, a dog collar!?

Just then Marty began to breathe heavier and setting his beer on the cooler, took Katie’s thick wavy hair in both hands and forced her lips to his groin. He let out a loud low groan and held her face balls deep. Katie’s eyes bulged as he held her there motionless. John wondered how she could breathe. Finally Marty sighed and slowly released his grip on her hair, letting her pull back slightly and take a series of deep breaths through her nose with half his dick still in her mouth. John watched fascinated as she gently sucked and licked her spittle off of Marty’s shrinking dick and balls. Marty patted her on the head and let her know she was a “good girl” as she finished and sat back on her heels in a kneeling position with her hands on the ground gazing happily at the man’s wet cock. Her breathing still hard, tongue hanging out, a dribble of spit running down her chin onto her heaving chest.

“John! Glad you could make it!” Ted bellowed out, breaking John’s trance.

“What?” was all John’s blown mind could manage.

“I’m glad you could make it to the BBQ. And great timing by the way! Did you enjoy the show?”

John could only nod. Ted smiled and held his gaze for a moment before turning to the girl.

“Floppy, come!” John stared as Katie crawled quickly and excitedly to her step father, seemingly not noticing the gritty dirt of the Arizona ground as she made her way to him. Looking up at him she began nuzzling his crotch with her face while swinging her round tan butt back and forth like a dog.

Katie received another “good girl” and a few pats on the head as Ted continued talking.

“John do you remember my worthless cunt of a step daughter Katie?”

John looked down at the waggling girl. She wasn’t reacting at all to the sort of insults that would have had the Katie he knew scratching eyeballs and throwing beer bottles. She just kept swinging her plump perfect teen ass and nuzzling her stepdad’s growing bulge. Ted leaned down to give one of her swinging nips a rough twist making her wince and squeal softly, the only sound other than quiet slurping that she had made since John had gotten there… a stark contrast to the near constant bitching and shit talk he was used to hearing from her.