Daddy's Girl - Happy Hour

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It wasn't like me to get involved with anyone when I was at the bar. To me, the bar wasn't a place that I went to so I could pick up chicks or to make a loud, obnoxious scene with the guys. It was where I went to have a moment of peace while I enjoyed a stiff drink.

Despite all of these reservations to butt into anyone else's space or put a spotlight on myself, I wasn't able to ignore the college age girl that was getting harassed just a few seats down from where I was nursing my whiskey and ice.

This girl had been as quiet as I was since she had sat down. So much so that I had barely given her a second look beyond my initial lingering gaze as I recognized her attractiveness.

Apparently I'm not the only one in this dump that can notice a pretty girl. I side eyed the guy that was leaning into the girl's space, causing her to shrink her top half against the bar while she kept her shoulders stiff against his advances. If only he were a little more quiet and respectful in his awareness...

"All I'm saying is that you should spend a little time with me before you make up your mind," this scumbag crooned down at the girl in a voice that managed to sound as greasy as he looked.

"No thank you," she replied briskly, just as I had heard her do at least half dozen times since the persistent slime ball had made his first move on her.

"Come on, baby," the creep pleaded in an amused voice, as if this was all a game of playing hard to get from the girl. "Gimme two hours and I promise I'll show you a new side of the world."

"I like the side I'm on, thanks," she said, her voice sounding completely unfazed to the advances of this ignorant asshole.

Her body language was a whole different story, however. It screamed out that she was uncomfortable and on edge and ready to bolt at the first opening she got.

"You don't even know what you're turning down," the scumbag growled and put a hand on the girl's shoulder.

This whole time I had kept out of the situation with every intent to stay out of it. Mostly it seemed that the girl had a handle on dealing with the creep so I didn't feel too guilty. But I also had my rule of not getting involved at the bar and that's what kept me from interfering more than anything. Seeing that asshole's hand gripping her shoulder assured me that I would soon be breaking my number one rule, however.

I wasn't sure why it upset me so much. Sure, there was the basic principle that guys--especially guys like that--shouldn't go laying their hands on women but it was more than that. It was as if his blatant disrespect for the girl's wishes offended me. This asshole had such a lack of honor that it was disrespecting me now.

"Hey, jackass," I said gruffly as I turned to glare at the rat faced man. "The lady said no about twenty different ways now. When are you gonna get a hint and take a hike?"

The scumbag stared at me in surprise for a few moments before he ripped his hand away from the girl in disgust and turned to face me.

"Who the fuck asked for your opinion, dick weed?" he asked me in a low voice that was anything but the intimidating rumble that he had surely intended.

"No one. I just like giving out free advice to clueless assholes," I said coolly, showing just how much his intimidation tactic had breezed by me.

The man ground his jaw in irritation and narrowed his eyes at me before he sneered. "Real smart guy, huh? Maybe I should take you out to the parking lot and teach you a lesson. What do you think about that you-know-it-all prick?"

I stood from the bar stool and unfolded my hunched over body to its full six foot four inch frame before I squared my shoulders at the little rat faced bastard.

"You really wanna try that?" I asked him in a growl, showing the first sign of my very real irritation finally.

The scumbag loser sized me up for a moment before looking over at the girl to give her a good one over with his eyes. Clearly he was weighing out what it would cost to take the prize he wanted. After doing this back and forth for nearly a minute, he scoffed and walked away, making sure to shoulder check me as he went. Obviously the thought of trying to fight me so he could keep harassing the girl at the bar wasn't worth it after all.

Fucking disgusting. I spat in my head.

When the asshole was gone I approached the girl cautiously. "Hey," I began in a soft voice. "You okay?"

She smiled at me, the mask of ease still firmly on her face, and nodded. "Yeah, I'm alright."

Without the irritation that had underlined her curt responses earlier I couldn't help but notice how warm and smoky her voice was. Hearing her voice for the first time, in addition to the soft, pleasant smile she wore, sent a rush of goosebumps over my forearms.

"You're sure?" I pressed.

She nodded again. "Mm-hm," she hummed and then patted the stool next to her. "But I'd love to buy you a drink as thanks if you'll let me."

"Oh no," I said and shook my head as I stepped closer to the seat next to her. "I couldn't possibly let you buy me a drink just because some asshole creep hit on you. If anything I should be buying you a drink as an apology for men in general."

"As long as we're agreeing to share a drink, I don't care who pays," she said and then smiled a little wider so I could see the top row of her sparkling white teeth.

I chuckled once at this response before I finally took my seat on the bar stool next to her.

"How about I play the gentlemen and buy the first round then," I suggested with a shrug. "And if you feel so inclined to cover a second round then I'll be more than happy to accept your generosity."

"I can agree to these terms," she said with a thoughtful nod down at the bar before she flicked her gaze back up to mine with a devious twinkle dancing in her eyes. "As long as you're just playing the gentleman."

I stared at her for a moment, wondering if she had intended to cover her words in honeyed innuendo or if it was merely a happy accident, before I turned my eyes away and adjusted my tie while I cleared my throat.

She flagged the bartender down while I composed myself and I was quick to give the young man the same order of whisky that I had been sipping on before all of these shenanigans began. There was an interested hum that left her when she heard my order but when I turned to look at her with a questioning stare she had already turned her face to look at the bartender with a pondering expression. After a moment or two of deliberation she settled on a rum and coke and the bartender went off to make our drinks.

"My name is Steven by the way," I said when we were alone again. "In case you were curious."

"I was," she said with an easy smile that made my chest fill with an odd, pleasant warmth. "It's so hard to do introductions in places like this though. Especially in situations where one party is running creeps off and the other party just wants to show their gratitude."

I chuckled and nodded in agreement. "Yeah, that does make things tough, doesn't it?" I motioned to her with my chin. "So what's this party called?"

"Harper, usually," she said with a giggle before shrugging nonchalantly.

"Usually?" I asked with a curious brow cocked.

The bartender swung around to drop our drinks off before Harper could answer my question. She was quick to greet and thank him for his service but I refused to look away from her. Something about the woman--a girl, really, since she looked to be at least a decade younger than my thirty four years of age--intrigued me and compelled me all at once, making it hard for me to not pay attention to her and her alone.

Once the two of us were alone again, I reached out to sip my fresh glass of whiskey before I looked at Harper. "You were saying?"

"About the usually thing?" she asked with a sly sideways glance shot at me.

"Mm-hm," I hummed.

"Well I'm not unfamiliar with being called a few other names from time to time," Harper said as she picked up her glass. "Sweetheart, princess, baby girl," she paused and took a long, thoughtful sip from her drink before her eyes met mine with that devious twinkle as she murmured, "Slut."

My brows raised at this completely unexpected comment before I cleared my throat and rearranged my features with a sweet smile. "That's a colorful list of nicknames," I remarked.

"Mm-hm," Harper hummed as she took another drink, all while holding my eyes with her sly stare. "Well you seemed like the kind of guy who would appreciate my aliases so I thought it was only right to share."

"I'm glad you did," I said, unconsciously pitching my voice lower as I leaned in closer to her. "Although now there's a little problem we have to deal with."

"Oh?" Harper asked as she cocked a curious brow up. "And what might that be?"

"Well now I'm wondering what lucky sons of bitches get to call you all those things," I said while I rubbed my chin thoughtfully. "And more importantly, what would I have to do in order to address you in such a way?"

This question seemed to tickle Harper's funny bone with the way her lips stretched up in a huge grin. "See, Steven? I knew you were only playing the perfect gentleman."

"On the contrary," I said before taking a quick, pointed sip from my glass of whiskey. "A gentleman is always willing to assist a lady in anything she might need. And if I'm not mistaken it definitely sounds like you came here looking for something you needed tonight." My lips upturned in a wicked grin as I stared at her. "Something I'm merely offering to help with if that's what you so desire."

Harper ran her finger around the rim of her glass as she let out a thoughtful hum. There was something in her eyes now beyond that devious twinkle. Something akin to recognition and possibly even relief.

I wonder what she could be relieved about with some random man propositioning her. I mused with another sip from my drink. At this point I'm no better than that creep earlier. Although unlike him, she seems to be enjoying my advances. Or at the very least, they intrigue her.

"I may have been," Harper admitted finally before she flicked her eyes away from me to stare along the bar idly. "And it's true that I may have been looking for a man of your," she looked back over to me and gave me the up and down quickly before she shrugged and murmured, "caliber."

"I was unaware I had such an appealing caliber," I said in a low voice as I shifted my body even closer to Harper.

By this point our shoulders were practically touching with the way that both of us had leaned in closer to each other but despite this nearness, neither of us made any move to separate.

Harper uttered a small chuckle and shook her head. "You must be completely unaware of yourself, Steven."

My brows furrowed at this response. "Why do you say that?"

Harper bit her lip while she searched my eyes for several seconds. I found myself incapable of looking away from Harper and her hypnotizing blue gray eyes while she stared at me. There was something about this that got under my skin a little bit, how this twenty year old girl was able to weave a spell on me that was impossible to deny.

She's just some thirsty chick. It doesn't matter what she thinks about me. I drew in a breath through barely parted lips before my tongue poked out to wet them. So why do I care so much?

"Come with me," Harper said suddenly as she jumped down from her seat and reached for my hand. "I wanna show you something."

Following blindly after strangers I had just met was another one of those things that I never did and yet I willingly let Harper drag me off my barstool and away from my half finished whiskey. I wanted to ask where she was taking me but suddenly there was an electricity in the air that surged through the place where our skin met and rendered me speechless.

I could just walk away right now. Turn around and go back to the bar where I could finish my drink. Or I could just walk out that door she's leading me toward now, get in my car and drive home.

My gaze flicked down to our clasped hands, where I couldn't ignore the cool, smooth touch of Harper's hand, before I let out a sigh. Or maybe it's too late for any of that now. Maybe it was too late from the moment I got involved...

"Where exactly are you taking me?" I asked as the cool night air hit me in the face, instantly sobering me up some.

"Just one second," Harper replied quickly as she led me down the sidewalk from the bar.

I had half an idea that the two of us were about to end up in the back of a car and for the life of me I couldn't find anything wrong with that situation. It had been a while since I'd gone out to get a piece of tail and now there was this cute, young thing dragging me somewhere to be alone. At least, I had to assume that she wanted me alone for such things.

The alternative would be that she was about to mug me and leave me for dead and for whatever reason I just couldn't pin Harper as someone like that. She seemed much more likely to spread her legs for a stranger than to stab someone for a bit of cash. It was a bit of a thin assumption since I had barely known this woman for an hour but it felt right to my gut and that's what I generally trusted the most.

When Harper suddenly tugged me down the alley next to the bar I had one more fleeting thought of being mugged but that was all erased when Harper got us into the shadowed parts of the alley and pushed me up against the brick wall. I blinked a few times in confusion at our abrupt stop while Harper smiled at me hungrily.

"Ever since I saw you standing there, tall and handsome with those big broad shoulders and square jaw, I've been wondering," Harper breathed as she got down onto her knees and reached for the fly of my slacks. "If there was a big meaty cock to complete this perfect package."

Just the mention of my cock had it twitching in my pants in response. Seeing Harper tug my zipper down before reaching in to fish me out made my cock react a lot stronger, however. I could feel myself hardening with every second that passed as I watched the girl on her knees with bated breath.

Getting felt up in a back alley. Shit. This isn't something I ever thought I'd do before.

"Ah," Harper exclaimed in reverence when she finally found my dick and eased it out of my slacks so she could see.

I could see how much I was still hardening with the way that my cock thickened and grew in her small hand until she could barely wrap her hand all the way around my shaft.

"There we go," Harper purred with a little wiggle of her ass. "That's the big daddy cock that I've been looking for all night."

Being referred to as daddy threw me off momentarily but if that was her thing then I was willing to go with it. And if I were being completely honest, I didn't mind her calling me daddy. It was kind of hot.

I thrust my hips forward into her soft grip and panted, "Just wait. It gets bigger."

"Mm, magic trick," Harper said with a smile and a bite to her lower lip before she leaned in toward my cock and whispered, "I wanna feel it in my mouth."

A sly, predator's grin rose to my lips at this admission from Harper. It wasn't a surprise that she would be so forward, given the things she had revealed to me earlier, but I found that I liked hearing these dirty words dripping from her lips even if they were expected.

"Go ahead, baby girl," I husked as I wove my fingers into her mahogany locks and urged her face closer to me. "Take as much of daddy's cock as you can handle."

Harper flicked her eyes up to mine, where I could see the flash of challenge dancing inside of her blue gray irises, before saying, "Watch me take it all, daddy."

With that declaration, Harper dipped her face down so she could wrap her pretty lips around my cock and proceed to swallow it all. Even when I was semi hard I had a decent size to me, so seeing Harper take all of me so easily was definitely a turn on.

Wonder if she'll really be able to take all nine inches when I'm completely hard. Never had a girl do it before but who knows? Tonight might just be my lucky night.

"You've got a pretty good magic trick yourself," I grunted while I watched Harper suck my whole length into her mouth before letting me flop out so she could lick up and down my shaft.

Harper continued to lick and suck and play with my cock until I was rock hard and standing at full attention for her. She eyed my full length with a look that could only be described as glee before she wrapped both of her hands around the shaft and looked up at me with her bottom lip between her teeth.

"This is where the real fun starts," Harper informed me with a little giggle before she dropped back down on my dick with a whole new level of enthusiasm.

"Fuck," I groaned and dug my other hand into the depths of Harper's chin length locks before gently pulling her deeper onto my dick.

Harper moaned in affirmation and even pushed her head further against my hands while she worked on swallowing more and more of me on every pass.

She likes to play a little rough. I mused to myself as I looked down at that angelic face working up and down my cock. The big blue gray eyes that stared up at me, the pretty pink lips wrapped around my cock, the way her brows pulled together as she forced herself to take just a little bit more of me down her throat.

Gorgeous girl that likes to suck off strangers in the back alley next to a bar? Yeah. I guess it makes sense that she'd like it a little rough. My fingers tightened their grip in her silky mahogany locks before I bucked my hips forward, forcing my cock further down her willing throat. Guess I'll just have to give her what she wants then.

I had never been one to get too kinky in my own personal relationships, and even when I did try something new, the experience usually ended up less than favorably. This whole scenario that I was in with Harper was something I had never really thought of but I was finding that I liked it now that we were in this deep.

Nothing like face fucking a twenty year old slut to bring your kinky side out, Steve-o.

I ignored that cynical sarcastic side of my brain and focused instead on pumping my dick deeper into Harper's mouth.

"Fuck, baby," I panted, "your throat can take my dick so good."

Harper moaned enthusiastically and pushed my hips back, forcing me against the brick wall once more, before she flicked her eyes up to mine deliberately. I halted my thrusts and stared down at Harper, curious to see what was about to happen next. Nothing could prepare me for what she did next though.

"Mm," Harper hummed contently as she lifted herself off of my cock completely. "Are you ready to see the real magic trick, Steven?"

"Uh-huh," I grunted and relaxed my hands in her hair so I could gently run my fingers through her silky locks.

Harper held my stare for another second before she looked down at my cock with a cute little smile. She licked her lips, as if she were about to devour something delicious, and then leaned in to kiss the precum oozing out of my head before she opened wide and started to swallow me whole. My eyes widened in amazement as she made her slow descent down my dick until my whole length was stuffed down her throat and her face was buried in my slacks. If all of that wasn't enough, Harper then tilted her head to the side slightly and looked up at me with an adorably coy expression which made the whole ordeal infinitely hotter.

"Jesus fucking Christ," I said in low amazement.

I don't know how it was possible with all nine inches of my thick cock stuffed in her mouth but Harper managed to smile at my awed remark.

She thinks she's cute, huh? I can show her something real cute if that's what she wants. Something that will knock that smug little smile right off of her face.

The grip that I had in Harper's hair tightened once again before I yanked her off of me completely. A look of surprise flashed across her face for a moment but it was quickly replaced with a playful smile when she saw me jerking my cock.

"Take your panties off and put your hands against the wall," I growled.

Harper smiled even wider as she reached up her dress to shimmy her panties down her thighs. She stepped out of them and then lifted her foot to kick them toward the trash can a short ways away from us but I quickly stopped her with a loud snap of my fingers. At the sound of my snap Harper froze up and looked up at me with a confused expression.

"Give me those," I said and held my hand out.

Harper glanced down at her discarded panties with a shrug before she picked them up and placed them in my outstretched hand. Once her delivery was complete she went to do as I had commanded by placing her hands on the brick wall and sticking her ass out for me. I let out a hum of pleasure and balled up her panties before slipping them into the front pocket of my sports coat.

A little memento from tonight. I mused as I came over to Harper with my throbbing dick in my hand.

"Your throat felt pretty good," I husked as I laid my hand on her ass and felt it's perfect tight curve against my palm. "But I really can't wait to sink my cock into your tight pussy, baby girl."

Harper wiggled her ass in excitement against my hand before shooting me a look over her shoulder.

"Please, daddy. Stretch my pussy with your big cock," she practically moaned as she humped her ass back against me. "Fuck me. Use me. Fill me up."

I'm gonna fill you up alright. I muttered to myself as I grabbed the hem of her dress and teased it up her thighs. Fill you up with this big dick before I shoot a nice, warm load of cum inside. I grinned at my thoughts. Your own little memento to take home.

With that image in my head, I flipped Harper's dress up. Her ass was so unbelievably cute when it was bare to me. Perfectly toned and soft to the touch. It was an ass that was just begging to be spanked.

Maybe I'll test out how good it is to spank once I sink my cock in her... I mused to myself as my hand crept down the curve of Harper's ass before sneaking underneath to feel her up. My fingers didn't encounter slick, wet pussy lips, however. Instead they bumped into a small and incredibly stiff cock.

I blinked in surprise as I stared down at her ass, thoughts whirling wildly in my head while my hand reached out to wrap around the slim shaft unconsciously.

Harper is...huh. But I would have bet everything I had that... I shook my head. It didn't matter what I thought. Obviously I had been wrong.

Hm. Well... It's been a long time since I fucked someone's ass. My hand slipped away from my cock so I could rub along Harper's ass.

Between the attention I was giving to her ass and my gentle tugging on her appendage, Harper was starting to wiggle and whimper and hump gently back against me. I was barely aware of her subtle demands for more attention through the thick cloud of my thoughts though.

It was really only that one time in college when me and Dan got drunk. It had always been a joke between us since he was gay and I was a little bi curious but that's when it finally happened. God. I can still feel how tight and hot he was wrapped around my dick. Well, what he could take of it at least.

My gaze followed as my hand dipped lazily between Harper's cheeks to rub gently against her puckered hole with my thumb. A low moan of want pulled out of her so suddenly that I felt the precum oozing out of my dick in response.

Unlike Dan, Harper would be happy to have my whole cock buried in her. She seems like the kind of girl that loves to have her pussy pounded while someone plays with her, uh, hm...

"Steven," Harper breathed suddenly, breaking my musings apart at once.

"Hm?" I hummed.

"Please," Harper whined and reached back to grab my arm. "I need to feel you inside me."

I didn't talk to strangers. I wasn't impulsive. I wasn't kinky. And until about an hour ago I was sure that I would stay safe and steady for the rest of my life. But that was before I met Harper.

Now, looking into her desperate eyes staring at me from over her shoulder while she bucked her cute ass back against my hand, I had to admit that I liked this side of me that she seemed to coax out. Having a random fuck was fun. The possibility of getting caught was fun. And the idea of this cute young thing offering herself up to me was fun.

It didn't matter what package Harper presented herself in, I found that I was incredibly attracted to her no matter what. In fact, something about the way that she felt in my hands--so unfamiliar to the feminine bodies I usually handled--while I stared at her beautiful face was so damn arousing to me I was afraid that I might just cum early if I didn't get my head together.

"Do you have lube?" I husked finally.

Harper snaked a hand between her legs and wiped her palm over the head of her member before reaching back to spread the precum she had collected along her asshole.

"That should be good," Harper said breathlessly.

I could tell by the way she pulsed in my hand that she was close already but I wasn't going to let her cum until she felt my cock inside her. Still, being the gentleman that I was, I tested her with my thumb first to see how ready she was to take me. To my surprise the digit slipped right in and was swallowed up by her.

"You really wanna be fucked, don't you princess?" I said with a low chuckle while I fucked my thumb in and out of her nice and slow.

"God, yes," Harper mewled and pushed her ass back against me. "I wanna feel your cock inside me daddy."

"Mm-hm," I hummed in a noncommittal way while I slipped my thumb out before replacing it with one finger and then two. I fucked her with those fingers for a few strokes before I began to scissor the digits inside of her to get her ass good and ready for the stretching it was about to get.

With everything I added inside of her Harper panted and whimpered and moaned more and more. If people weren't already aware that someone might be fucking in the alley, Harper's noises were making it very apparent.

"If you want my cock then you're gonna have to be a good girl," I husked against her while a third finger came up to join the first two in her ass. "And good girls have to be quiet when they're getting their pussies fucked in a back alley like a whore, don't they?"

"Yes," Harper whined helplessly as her ass humped back against my pumping fingers.

"There you go," I cooed and then stroked my hand along Harper before collecting the crazy amount of precum she had been leaking onto my fingers and bringing them up to her mouth. "Have a treat for listening so well, baby girl."

Harper was quick to take my fingers in her mouth with a moan. She really was a dirty girl and, to my utter delight, I found that this piece of her drove me absolutely wild the longer we spent together. So much so that even in my infinite patience I couldn't hold back from entering her any longer.

"Do you know what else good girls get?" I muttered as I pulled my hand from her ass so I could grip the base of my cock.

"Mm?" Harper moaned around my fingers.

I nudged the head of my cock between her ass cheeks and wiggled it against her before I growled, "A big, thick cock in their pussy."

Harper moaned in affirmation and reached back with one hand to pull her ass cheeks apart so I could get better access to her hole.

I fucking love it when a girl is eager. I sighed inside my head before easing my cock toward her cute little puckered asshole. With one push my head was inside and both of us were moaning loudly.

I had never felt anything so tight, so hot or so hungry for cock until I dipped into Harper's ass. It was like feeling pussy for the first time all over again and yet, somehow, it was even better than that.

"Fuck, daddy," Harper moaned as she jerked back against me erratically. "You're so big."

"You haven't felt anything yet, baby girl," I chuckled and thrust forward, burying more of my cock inside of her.

Harper cried out at the feeling of my thick cock stretching out her tiny ass to accommodate me. It was so loud that I was sure that I heard some people on the street muttering about something they heard. I tried to ignore that as much as I was ignoring the cum that was trying to burst out of my balls and continued my descent inside of Harper.

"You've gotta be quieter than that, princess," I said in a scolding tone as I fucked deeper inside of her with little pumps of my hips. "If you can't then I'll have to shove something in your mouth to keep you quiet."

"Fuck, do it," Harper breathed. "Gag me. Wrap your hands around my throat and choke me. Treat me like your little whore."

Fucking A this girl is filthy...

Without much thought I reached into my jacket pocket, took out the panties Harper had given me earlier and reached around to shove the material in her open mouth. Harper took this makeshift gag with an eager moan and shoved her ass back on my cock hard.

She really likes it rough. I thought with an astonished little chuckle to myself. Likes to be controlled and dominated too. Definitely something I could get used to...

"Now that I've got you quiet I guess I can fuck you as hard as I want, huh?" I asked as I sunk the last few inches of my cock inside of Harper, causing her to let out a muffled cry around her panties. "Yeah, that's what I thought."

Once my cock was bottomed out inside of Harper I began to really fuck her like the she wanted to be fucked. Like the slut she was trying so hard to portray. Hard and fast with rough strokes of my cock that completely rearranged her guts.

Harper loved the rough fuck I was giving her. She was reduced to nothing more than drooling and moaning unintelligible sounds around her panties while I fucked her mercilessly and rubbed her in my palm. As far gone as she was she still gave as good as she got by humping back against me on every thrust. Even when I felt her pulse and tighten in the tell tale sign that I was so familiar with in my body she kept up with my tempo.

"You gonna cum, pretty girl?" I murmured against her ear as I rubbed my fingers along her head and spread her wetness all over her shaft. "With how wet and hard you are I know it's gotta happen soon."

Harper moaned helplessly and nodded her head while she pushed back against me harder, as if she were trying to give me the best she could in order to hold off her own cum. It was cute how much she wanted to service me instead of feeling her own pleasure but I wasn't going to deny her. I wanted her to feel as good as I was going to when I filled her up with a hot load of cum.

"It's okay to let it out, baby," I cooed as I ran my thumb along her slit while my fingers continued to pump her small shaft. "I wanna see how cute you are when you cum."

Harper looked at me from over her shoulder with the hottest expression. Brows furrowed, desperation in her eyes, nostrils flared and her cute mouth stretched with her saliva soaked panties. And then it hit. Her eyes rolled back in her head and her jaw unhinged with a moan that almost had her panties tumbling out of her mouth.

"That's right," I grunted and fucked her ass harder as I chased my own cum. "Cum all over daddy's cock."

My hand was covered in Harper's sticky deposit but I didn't even care. I simply continued to stroke her in time with my quick, hard thrusts until I felt my balls tighten up, signaling my own impending release.

"Fuck, Harper. Fuck. Fuck, I'm gonna cum," I growled and wrapped an arm around her middle while I humped into her with shallow strokes as the orgasm built up inside of me before the explosion hit.

"Cum inside me, daddy," Harper said in a breathless, raspy voice as she bucked back against me hard.

Hearing that smoky, cum drunk voice slip from Harper's lips got me so high that I couldn't help but unload my balls inside of her. It felt so good being squeezed tight in that warm place while my dick twitched and spit out every bit of cum I had inside of me until I was spent. If we weren't in a dark alley in the middle of the night I would have been more than content to simply linger inside of Harper until I got soft and slipped out.

We weren't in a more convenient location, however, so there was no time or place for all the niceties of post cum care. I wasn't one for casual hookups like this but even I knew that if I didn't step away from Harper, put my dick away and zip up my slacks soon that things would end up getting awkward.

So that's exactly what I did. I gave her ass one hearty smack when I pulled my cock out--mostly to satiate my curiosity--but beyond that I followed protocol to the letter by making myself presentable once more. I even went as far as straightening my tie back up before Harper turned around and pulled her dress back down.

"Well," Harper said with a soft chuckle and a flap of her arms. "That was really something."

"That would be one way to describe what we just did," I muttered.

Harper lifted a brow up and pursed her lips. "And how would you describe it?"

The corner of my lips tugged up in a smirk. "Fucking mind blowing," I remarked.

Harper laughed at this response with a big smile of her own. "I'm glad you think so," she purred before stepping closer to me to put a hand on my chest. "I know that I had a good time," her smile widened, "daddy."

I let out a bark of laughter and shook my head at the silly roles we so easily slipped into when we were fucking. "So did I, baby girl. Oh and by the way," I held my hand out to her, "I'll be taking those panties back now."

Harper's eyes twinkled as she raised her hand to show me the panties that were nearly soaked through from being in her mouth. "Are you sure you want these?"

"Oh yeah," I said and nodded. "I need something to remember this night." My grin widened. "And you, of course."

"Mm," Harper hummed and slipped the panties into my outstretched hand. "You really think you could forget me?"

I shook my head and pocketed the skimpy garment. "Never," I assured her. "But a memento would be nice."

Harper's grin turned sly as she reached under her skirt before bringing her fingers up to her mouth and sucking them inside. "I have my own memento. At least until I get home."

"Shame I couldn't give you something more long lasting to remember me," I sighed and shrugged.

Harper grabbed me by the front of the shirt and pulled me in for a deep kiss suddenly. I was so surprised that I barely registered her slipping her tongue into my mouth until I tasted the salty residue of cum against my own tongue. I moaned deep in my chest at this sudden, fascinating taste while Harper kissed the life out of me until she was out of breath.

"Trust me, Steven, I won't be forgetting you anytime soon," Harper assured me in a breathless murmur.

"Oh yeah?" I asked, panting and out of breath myself.

Harper nodded with that sly smile on her face again. "I can guarantee you that I'll be touching my clit and fucking myself later, wishing it was you and your big dick while I do."

"Fuck," I groaned and dragged her back in for another deep, passionate kiss.

When we parted again I knew that this was the end of the magic that Harper and I made together. There was a part of me that was aware that I could invite her back to my place or ask to go to hers--and she might have even agreed to go--but it didn't feel right to. Somehow that would have taken away from the magic we made together in the moment, and the last thing I could fathom doing was ruining such a beautiful thing.

So instead of continuing where we had left off in that back alley, I walked her back to the front of the bar and waited with her until her ride showed up to take her away from me forever.

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Alright then! I hope everyone had fun meeting Harper and Steven and reading about the first of many encounters that these two will surely have. This is a little side project that I've been working on in my free time for the last week or so and it's a story that I want to try to tell through scraps alone if I can. Mostly because I've never done something of the like before but also I want to be able to provide quality content for all of my lovely patrons more regularly as I'm getting things in order. Especially since I may have a full length story right around the corner that I should be posting soon... 

Okay everyone, you all have a good day and I'll see you again next time!