2017 Trisha Treat
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by my Daddy's Band
was so excited that Daddy was going to get to go to Daddy's band
practice tonight. Daddy had been playing guitar in a rock band that
played around town for years, but he would never let me hang out at
practice and watch them play in the bass players' garage where they
met up once a week. Whenever I begged him to bring me, he always said
that it was no place for a young girl to be hanging out on a
weeknight, and he refused.
though, he had no choice but to bring me. He had grounded me for
sneaking out of the house last week to go see my boyfriend, and he
refused to leave me at the house alone until I was off of punishment.
I would have pointed out that it was ridiculous that he was still
trying to punish me even though I was 18 years old and technically an
adult - but today there was no use in arguing since I was going to
finally get to go to band practice with him like I had always wanted.
are you almost ready? I am leaving in five minutes! You'd better have
your happy ass down here!" Daddy bellowed from downstairs.
expertly applied my lipstick and smoothed down my hair. The guys in
Daddy's band were hot, and I wanted to make sure they'd notice me. I
had picked out a low cut top, a plaid skirt, and tall heeled boots to
wear. I had laid the makeup on thick, and I looked fucking awesome. I
batted my long dark eyelashes in the mirror, making sure I looked
knew that that was probably not going to happen, but if there was any
chance of being taken by any one of those men, my Daddy included, I
would spread wide and let them fuck me hard, and I would love it. I
was already growing horny just at the thought of being fucked by
Daddy's sweaty, long haired band mates, so much so that I sat at the
edge of the bed and reached my hand under my skirt, pushing my thong
aside and dipping a finger into my pussy. I was slick as can be
already, and I had to rub my clit a little bit to find some relief
from the burning desire I was feeling.
My dad screamed again. "Get down here right fucking now! You're
not staying here! I will drag your ass down here if I have to!"
Daddy was getting pissed. There was no time to get off, I had to go.
I bounded down the steps, and Daddy took one look at me, looking
in the fuck are you wearing that for?" He asked me, shaking his
shrugged my shoulders. "It's just what I put on. I always dress
there is no time to change. Get in the car. The guys are going to be
fucking drooling all over you when they see you, I don't know why you
had to dress so slutty." Daddy said, glancing at my cleavage and
letting his eyes linger for a moment before he got into the car.
we arrived at the band practice, I could already hear the guys
warming up in the garage. I followed Daddy inside through the house
and into the garage. The garage was full of music equipment and band
posters, and I looked around curiously. When we walked in, all four
of the guys stopped what they were doing and stared at us. Well, they
were mostly staring at me. I could feel four sets of lustful eyes on
my body, looking me up and down hungrily.
guys," I said sweetly, and waved while standing cooly next to my
didn't tell us you had a girlfriend, Dan," the guy holding the
mic said with a snicker. He had long black hair, and was wearing a
ripped muscle shirt that showed off his thick biceps. I wondered if
his cock was thick and sturdy just like his muscled arms were.
my daughter, Candy," Daddy sneered at him.
your daughter?" Another man that was tuning his guitar stopped
what he was doing at looked me up and down, "She's fucking hot,
dude." He said to my dad, as if I weren't in the room. "Good
smirked at him, and then looked to me as he began pulling his guitar
out of the case. "Just sit over there and try not to be a
distraction." He motioned to an uncomfortable looking chair that
was sitting in the corner.
sat down and watched. Just then, the drummer, who was probably the
most ripped of all, offered me a beer. I happily accepted. I knew
Daddy wasn't going to make a big deal about it in front of his
friends, so I decided to take advantage.
watched as they all practiced, and to my surprise, they sounded
pretty good. I was bobbing my head back and forth, and had helped
myself to a few more beers out of the mini fridge that they kept
were all drinking and ripping on each other, having what looked like
a pretty good time. I was getting tired of sitting down in the
corner, and I was feeling pretty loose from the drinks, so I decided
to get up in front of them and do some dancing.