Thread: Never Enough (FatherFigurexLostLamb)

Nothing felt quite as rewarding as the great surge of comments rolled into the chat room. Without having to read a single word, Brooke knew they liked what she was doing. In the safety of home, tucked into her bedroom, she felt truly invincible. The panties fit like a glove tailored just for her. Keeping her measurements up to date on her separate blog had really paid off this time. Who was the sweetheart that sent these to me? Cooing to her laptop, several anonymous strangers claimed to be the most thoughtful of the bunch. The mindless clamoring for attention earned another grin. She didnt really care who gave them to her they were hers now. Sadly, the outfit would likely never see the light of day. Brooke had no boyfriend and was also far too young in appearance to ever pass off as an adult in person. The majority of her viewers could probably tell that she wasnt of the proper age required to register in the first place. They just feel like heaven, trailing off to a purr, her thumbs casually hooked at the shimmering ribbons and tugged upwards. The lace dragged up along her hips and strained against the soft flesh of her ass. Bending over, small palms grabbed at those soft cheeks and spread them apart to fully reveal the lace cupping her feminine flesh. Brooke peeked around her ass at the screen of her laptop. The crowd went wild yet hadnt truly hit its crescendo. Returning to the panties, a single hand tugged the hem of the undergarment half way down her ass. The ribbons created delicious divots in her skin. Another hum of joy was offered as her hips wiggled once more, gently teasing the fabric lower and lower. Just as her soft lips were to come into view, there was a crash at her door. He was met with little resistance. It was against the rules to lock her room the knob turned effortlessly. There was minimal friction from the towel that had been stuffed along the bottom of the door to catch any excess light that might have seeped into the hall. Brooke offered a yelp of surprise and spun about to face her Father. The nearest object to cover herself was nothing more than an oversized teddy bear, one that he had actually bought for her on Valentines day. There she kneeled, underwear hardly clinging to her ass in the dull glow of her computer that now sat between them. If the sudden entrance wasnt startling enough his tone certainly shook her down to her core. A painful silence roared through the room as the girl proceeded to gawk like an idiot. His eyes she couldnt look away from them. She feared the worst by choosing to let him out of her sights. The more excuses she tried to think of the worse they became. Clinging to her bear for dear life, all she could offer was the next thing that came to mind. I-I was showing some friends my outfit Maybe it was the camera, or the fact that shed been interrupted in the middle of her show, but it was certainly worded in an attempt to keep her out of trouble. After finding her voice, she also seemed to recover her sense of observation. Noting his lack of clothing, a deep crimson spread over her features. She hadnt been noisy, shed been caught red-handed. Brooke tried to ignore her Fathers prominent erection. Sure, the shows and pictures that were curated on a daily basis likely aroused hundreds of men or women every day, but shed literally never been face to face with one before. Daddy, your pants There was a small chance he could be distracted maybe bring him down to her level of embarrassment.