Happy Father’s Day, Daddy
neighbor/dbf! joel miller (40) x female reader (20)
warnings: 18+ smut: age gap, dirty talk, hair pulling, un protected p in v, oral m receiving, daddy kink, sneaking around.
summary: it’s the annual father’s day cook out in jackson. joel, your neighbor and dad’s bestfriend who your secretly hooking up with looks so good so you treat him to a nice father’s day present.
A/N: happy father’s day joel miller 🫶🏻🫶🏻 wrote this super quick so sorry if it’s terrible.
It was the annual Father’s Day Cook-Out in Jackson, the whole town gathered at each other's houses to celebrate the fathers, uncles, and grandparents.
The smell of barbecue ribs and grills took over your entire street.
Every household cooked food for the whole town; it was sort of a huge potluck.
You were currently sitting outside in your front yard, people watching. Your dad chose to grill some burgers and hot dogs for the cook out, so he was beginning to prep the grill for the long night ahead of him.
Next to him was his best friend, Joel Miller.
He was your next-door neighbor and a father to his thirteen-year-old daughter, Sarah.
You babysat Sarah a few times now that you were back from college for the summer. Joel paid you well, and in many different ways.
What your father didn’t know was that you were fucking his best friend behind his back.
Those nights you stayed the night at Joel’s house because you ‘fell asleep on the couch after putting Sarah to bed’ was all a lie.
Joel was actually just pounding you into his mattress all night long.
Last night was no different.
“That’s my girl, taking my big cock in her tiny little pussy.” He grunted into your ear. Joel was railing into you from behind, his hands holding your wrists behind you against his chest.
“Fuck, Daddy! Feels so good!” you whined. His hand came over your mouth to shut you up.
“Quiet, if you wake Sarah, we stop.” He released your wrists, causing you to fall forward into the comforter. “Moan into the bedding, baby.”
Tingles go straight to your pussy at the thought of last night. Fuck you wanted him again. You wanted him right now.
You walk up to your dad and Joel.
“Happy Father’s Day, Daddy!” You say to your dad with a hug. While your face is over his shoulder, you make eye contact with Joel. His eyes are dark at the sound of the name you call him in bed, coming off your lips.
“Thank you, sweetheart, you tell Joel that yet? He’s a father too, ya know.” Your dad says.
You smile at Joel, “Happy Father’s Day, Joel.” He nods as a thank you. You fake yawn while looking at him, before looking back at your dad. “I think I’m going to take a power nap, I am just so exhausted from last night.” Joel coughs.
“What happened last night? Weren’t you just babysitting Sarah?” Your dad asks curiously.
“I was, she’s just a lot at bedtime, really wore me out.” Your dad lets you go with the agreement that you come back out in less than an hour to help plate people's food.
As you walk to the front door, you sway your hips a little in your cherry dress you had worn just for Joel. Cherries were his favorite.
Before closing the door behind you, you look over your shoulder at Joel. He was already staring at you, so you smirked at him before going inside.
Once you made it to your bedroom, it’s not long before Joel is walking through the same door and locks it behind him.
Joel had told your dad he was going inside the house to prep the food, and he’d back out once he was finished. He left out the part that he was about to go fuck his daughter under his own roof.
“Jesus, baby. What were you thinking, teasing me in front of your old man?”
“I just want you so bad, daddy.” You whine as you sit at the edge of your bed starting at him with doe eyes.
“Your pussy misses my cock already? The pounding I gave ya’ last night just wasn’t enough?” He walks up to you and brings his hand up to your chin.
“Need it.” You tell him. “Use me how you want. It’s my father’s day gift to you.”
“Oh, sweet girl, how thoughtful of you.” He flips you over, so you’re bent over the end of your bed, on top of your pink ruffled bedding. “You wear this for me, sugar? You know how much I love cherries.”
“For you, daddy, only you.” That perks his cock right up. He’s fully hard in seconds from grinding against your ass.
“I’m all achy.” You cry as you dry hump the bed in a desperate attempt to get some friction against your clit.
“Oh, my baby is needy. It’s okay, I’m gonna fuck you so good, daddy will take care of ya.” He tells you before hiking your dress over your hips.
You wore the tiniest little lace thong for him. You wiggle your butt against his hard on. Joel is sure he could come from that alone.
“My god, baby.” He says, and you giggle.
He quickly takes his leaking cock out of his pants before spitting down your ass. His fingers rub his spit down to your pussy, which is already extremely wet.
“Mmm, put it in, please, want you inside of me.” You say, at the feeling of his finger prodding your entrance.
He slaps his hard cock on your pussy a few times before entering.
“Fuck, Daddy!” It feels like the wind got knocked out of you from how big and girthy he was. You don’t think you’d ever get used to it. “It’s so big!”
“Take it, baby, just take it.” He moans before grabbing your hair to create a makeshift ponytail around his wrist. Your back is now against his chest as he fucks into you.
This angle allows him to hit parts so deep inside of you.
“I think this pussy was just made for my cock, baby. What do ya think?” You nod in agreement. He was like your missing puzzle piece, you felt so empty without him. He pulls your hair for your lack of words. “Say it.”
“It was made for you!” You cry. You feel your pussy clamping around his throbbing cock, so you start rubbing in circular motions on your clit.
If anyone were to walk outside your door, they would hear the sound of your wet pussy taking Joel’s cock. You’d hope your dad was still outside.
Just a couple of more thrusts, and you were coming on Joel’s cock.
“There it is, baby, come all over my cock.” He says as he lets go of your hair and fucks you through your orgasm.
You whine from the feeling of him still in you, your legs shaky, and you feel like you could fall over on the mattress if he weren’t holding you up by your hips.
He kisses your shoulder before slipping out of you and flipping you back over to sit on the bed.
You make eye contact with his bright red cock in your face, his tip still leaking.
Your mouth starts to water, so you lean forward and place a soft kiss on the head of his cock before looking up at him. “I want to make you come, daddy.”
“Go ahead, baby.” He encourages you, and you lick up his length before taking him into your mouth. “Shit.” He cusses.
You take him all the way in the back of your throat, your nose hitting the hairs at his base, causing you to gag on him.
You loved hearing the noises he made when you gave him blow jobs; it was your favorite thing to hear.
Your head bobs up and down in his cock, slobber spilling out the sides of your mouth. You looked like pure sex, and he couldn’t keep his eyes off of you.
“Just like that, baby, I’m gonna come.” He moans out.
That only motivates you to get him to his end. You speed up in your movement, gagging a few times.
“Come in my mouth. I want to taste it, Daddy.” You tell him, and that’s all he needed to hear.
Warm spurts of his come shoot straight into your mouth. It fills your throat; you have to swallow to not waste any of it. He’s a moaning mess above you.
You swallow the last drop and open your mouth to show him.
“You’re so good to me, baby,” He moans at the image of you below him, looking completely fucked.
“Happy Father’s Day, Daddy.” You say.
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