by Hayden Ash
I watch her glistening body as I fuck her and then I look her directly in the eyes. Man, she’s so god damn beautiful—so tender and innocent. This is real sex 101 and I’m the god damn headmaster.
“You love me?”
“Yes, daddy, yes!”
“Say it!”
“I love you, daddy, I fucking love you!” She screams so loud, I’m sure the building entire hears her scream it.
“You’re never leaving,” I tell her.
“No, I’m never leaving you, daddy,” she tells me. I kiss her on the lips, which seems to surprise her.
“Thank you, daddy. Thank you for this dick!”
I grab both her big, sweaty tits and bounce them together.
“This is mine. All mine.”
“It’s all yours!”
I jump on top of her, and now I’m crouched over on the desk fucking the life out of her pussy, making sure that I touch so deep that she feels like it’s her stomach.
“Cum exactly when I tell you!” I instruct her. As my final lesson, I’m going to teach her the perfect way to orgasm.
“Yes, daddy!” She says.
I keep fucking her, letting my dick get even harder, reaching the perfection of my sexual energy. I feel like my dick is reaching into her very soul. Her pussy is so soaking wet, her entire body is covered with sweat, and her eyes are so far in the back of head that she can barely even tell what’s happening.
Then, I pull my big dick out of her tiny pussy and yell “CUM!” and she and I cum at the exact same time pooling into one, and we finally lie down next to each other soaking in juices of our ecstasy.
Chapter 5
Blair III
I pick my clothes up from the floor and dress slowly and stare at his giant, throbbing dick that’s still fully erect.
“This was the best audition of my life!” I tell him.
“Mine too…you, you’re a good girl,” he says.
Then, he gets up from the desk and kisses me on my forehead.
“You’re a good girl, I’m a take care of you like you’re mine.”
“I am yours, daddy!” I smile.
Then, I get on my tiptoes and kiss him passionately on his lips that are so rough and masculine and feel so good on mine.
As I walk out of the room, he yells over at me:
“Oh, by the way, you go the modeling job!”
Epilogue
Blair IV
My eyelids open and there he is, my man, my daddy
I kiss him awake, and he rolls on top of me, then slides his head down to my pussy. I wrap my legs around his neck and enjoy the feel of his big, sharp tongue thrash my pussy rough.
“They’re almost here!” I warn him.
“I don’t give a fuck,” he says in as he starts to suck on my clit.
“Me neither…” I say, moaning.
Then, the doorbell rings. We ignore it the first few times, but, realizing that they will never give up, we force ourselves out of bed.
I follow daddy out of the bedroom down the stairs of the foyer and to the front door of our penthouse apartment. He looks annoyed, but he’s doing this for me…because I begged him and threw a fit ‘till I got my way.
The door opens and in steps my father and his eighteen-year-old girlfriend. Her name is Abby or something stupid like that. It’s the first time I’ve seen her in person, and she looks really fucking like me…like scarily so. Here I was feeling self-conscious that my daddy looks like my real dad, but it’s nothing compared to this. It kinds of turns me on…makes me feel like all this make-believe is real somehow…
“Nice to meet you,” Harley, my daddy says, extending his hand out to my real father. My dad shakes my man’s hand respectfully, and there’s a weird look in my real dad’s eyes. I expected him to come in ready to fight Harley, but instead he almost seems…friendly. It’s kind of annoying, actually. My real dad is a fucking asshole and I hate him. I was kind of looking forward to pissing him the fuck off.
His daughter is glaring me like she wants to fight. I’ll fight her if that’s what she wants, but that will probably piss daddy off, so I try to just smile and try to remain calm.
Other than the fact that she’s got brown eyes instead of blue and her hair is blonde, while mine is black but other than it’s like looking in a fucking mirror and this kind of calms me. I feel like I could never harm someone who looks just like me as narcissistic as that sounds. Hopefully, she feels the same way.
We hug respectfully but warily.
“Jesus fucking Christ, how old are you?” His daughter asks me.
“I, well…” I begin.
I’m searching for the right words to deflect this instant aggression, but they don’t come to me. I know they’re somewhere, but they’re not popping up so I just answer honestly.
“Eighteen,” I tell her.
“Fuck…so am I.”
“Weird…” I say.
My daddy and my real dad just keep staring at each other. I think my real dad might actually be smiling. It’s so fucking weird.
“Hi, name’s Dominick,” my father says.
“Harley, really great to meet you, man,” my daddy says to my real father. “This…this is going to be interesting…”
BOOK 11: KAILYN ALL OVER
Chapter 1
Kailyn I
Neon lights are making a blur as I wipe the tears out of my eyes.
I’m standing here crying like an idiot, while he he has the balls to check his phone for the time. I feel like snatching it out of his hand and breaking it, but I don’t. I just keep crying for some reason, while he watches uncomfortably—hoping not too many people are noticing.
It’s the county fair in our little town, one of the few events I look forward to, because it’s just that sad where I live, and this asshole has to ruin it for me by cheating on me with my fucking worst enemy in front of everyone.
“I’m sorry, Kailyn, I feel like I’m just…I’m figuring shit out.”
“You’re fucking twenty-nine years old. You’re too fucking old to still be figuring shit out!”
“See, that’s the type of crap that made me cheat on you!”
“FUCK YOU!” I scream, losing any bit of composure and dignity that I have left.
“Look, let’s get you cleaned up, and I’ll drive you home,” he tells me.
“Don’t you need to drive your bitch home?” I say, defiantly.
“She’ll be fine…you’re my girlfriend.”
“No, I’m not, Daniel,” I say. “I’m really done this time.”
“You say that every single time, Kailyn, just shut up and get in the car.”
“No!” I scream and start crying all over again.
“You know what? Whatever, bitch. I’m not going to keep arguing. I just don’t care anymore. It’s been too many times, we’ve had this same…”
“YOU CHEATED ON ME, AND NOW YOU’RE DUMPING ME?” I scream at the top of my lungs at him. “FUCK YOU!”
All of a sudden, I feel a strong hand press softly against my shoulder. I turn around to see my mom’s boyfriend, Micah, standing over me. His body language is super aggressive as he stares Daniel down. I can even see a thick vein popping out of his neck. Micah is insanely protective of me. He won’t let anyone disrespect me—ever. It’s ironic because my own boyfriend could care less and does much of the disrespecting himself.
“What’s the problem here, son?” Micah growls at Daniel.
“Nothing…no problem. Kailyn is just being dramatic…”
“The fuck did you just say?!” Micah yells angrily.
“Jesus fucking Christ, forget this,” Daniel says, throwing his hands up in the air. “Kelly, let’s go!”
I start crying again as Kelly, the girl he cheated on me with, runs over and gets into his car. Micah wraps his arm around me and starts stroking my hair.
Daniel makes a face like he’s weirded out by the sight of Micah comforting me. Then, he shakes his head and opens his car door to ge
t inside.
“Hey Danny, boy…”
“What?” Daniel says, turning back to face us.
Micah balls his massive hand into a fist and punches Daniel so hard he falls over and immediately passes out. Kelly starts screaming, as do some of the people around us. Micah, twice Daniel’s size and his age, looks like an angry gorilla, all of his enormous muscles pulsating at once.
“Have a nice night, son!” Micah says with an evil smile.
He turns to me and hugs me again—holds me really tightly. My head moves up and down as his big chest pounds in anger. He strokes my cheek, which makes me feel really good.
“Thank you…” I say.
“I’m so sorry about that asshole, sweetheart. I won’t let him or anyone else hurt you ever again. You understand?”
“Yeah,” I say. “I guess we should find my mom?”
“She went home. She wasn’t feeling well.”
“Oh, ok. Did she take the car? Do you need a ride back to your place?”
“That would be great, actually,” Micah says, suddenly smiling like the gentle giant I know he is deep down.
Micah takes my hand as we walk through the crowded parking lot to my car. I know it looks bizarre, and that people are probably judging us—assuming something weird is going on between my mother’s boyfriend and me. I don’t care, though. I don’t find it strange at all. Micah cares about me, and unlike anyone I’ve dated, he’s actually a real man. He’s big and strong, but more importantly, he cares so much about me and about keeping me safe, and it makes me feel really special to him.
“Keys…” he tells me.
“What? It’s my car! I’m driving!”
“Keys, young lady! What kind of man would I be if I made you drive?” He laughs and opens the passenger seat door for me.
“What a gentleman!” I smile back.
“Hey, what about a quick bite to eat to cheer you up? I know a good spot by the beach that’s opened late.”
“Nothing is opened past ten in this fucking place,” I tell him.
“This place is…” he winks confidently at me.
Chapter 2
Micah I
We drive down a freeway that seems to go on forever. This town is unreal—like something out of a fairytale. I know the locals think it’s dull and too quiet, but I love it. It’s just what I need in my life right now.
I look over at Kailyn. Her cheeks are still puffed up and red from crying because of that little fuck head. I should have broken his face into pieces. He’s lucky I only knocked him out. I was taking it easy on him.
Kailyn is the most gorgeous creature that I’ve ever seen. I remember the day when her mother first introduced us, I felt like the biggest idiot. I realized I had made a horrible mistake. I should have gotten together with this woman—not her mother. I could just tell in some strange way that she was the one for me. She’s only eighteen, and I’m forty-eight, but I just love her so much. And, she’s had such a hard life so far. I just want to be the one to take all her pain away.
I park the car and manage to get out of the car and around to open Kailyn’s door for her before she opens it. She giggles in that sweet little way she does. Then, I extend my hand out to help her out of her seat. I can tell she’s not used to this kind of treatment and that it makes her a little uncomfortable, but in a good way.
The valet boy runs over to us and bows his head a little as I hand him the keys to my car.
“Good to see you again, sir!” He says quickly with a polite grin.
I take Kailyn’s light, tender hand in mine and lead her into the restaurant. I feel her grip my hand tighter as we walk inside the dark, barely lit room.
“Good to see you again, sir!” A woman says from behind her counter. “Just two this time?”
“Yes, just the two of us,” I say.
“Wow, what a beautiful, young girl. You all make a beautiful couple!” The hostess says, smiling.
“Oh, um…” I begin.
“Thank you!” Kailyn interjects before I can explain that she’s my girlfriend’s daughter.
“Have you ever dined with us before?” The hostess asks Kailyn.
“Um, no…Honestly, I’m shocked you’re open this late!”
“We only serve a…certain type of clientele that prefers to eat later than most. You don’t have to worry about the kitchen closing. We’ll be open until six a.m.”
“Wow…” Kailyn says, looking impressed.
“So, at this restaurant, we offer a rather unique dining experience. The dining room is entirely unlit.”
“But, there’s like windows and stuff, right?” Kailyn asks uncomfortably.
“No, it is completely dark. There will be no way to see while inside the dining room. We have our waiters outfitted with glasses that allow them to see, however, and they can escort you to your seats and help you further should need it.”
“Oh…” Kailyn says nervously.
“It’s OK, I promise,” I tell her.
“OK, you’re here, so I guess I don’t mind…”
Two waitresses arrive out of the darkness and take us by our hands.
They take us into the dining room, and soon we’re completely submerged in blackness, our sight gone, but our other senses so much stronger. I can hear the smallest sounds. I can smell the most subtle scents.
After we’re seated, I reach my hand slowly along the table and find Kailyn’s hand. I love to hold her hand, I don’t know why.
“I’m glad to be here with you…” I tell her and lean over to kiss her cheek, but she turns her head and kisses me on the lips.
Chapter 3
Kailyn II
He bites against my soft lips.
I kiss him again, but, this time, I put my tongue in his mouth. Our kissing is so slow, so passionate—like nothing I’ve ever experienced before now. I have no idea why I’m doing this, but it just feels so right. I think it’s the first time I’ve actually wanted to kiss a man.
Finally, I withdraw away from him, even though it’s really difficult to stop kissing him.
“I’m…so sorry,” I tell him.
He doesn’t speak for a while, just keeps holding my hand and rubbing the back of it with his thumb. I listen to his heavy breathing—slow and powerful. Though I can’t see a thing, I can sense his eyes are on me—holding onto me, holding onto this moment between us.
The waitress pours champagne into our glasses, and then I hear her footsteps trail off. He leans over again and kisses me. I can feel his massive arms sliding down my body from across the table.
As I hear him slowly getting to his feet, I get to mine, and now we’re both leaning over the table kissing so passionately, our tongues deep into each other’s mouths, our lips sucking on one another’s
I jump on the table and get on my knees so that I’m leaning over him.
He grabs me tightly against his body, squeezing my big tits against his hard chest. Then, he grabs my ass, while he bites my neck and I moan softly.
Then I kiss him again, slowly. He caresses my cheek, while his other hand plays with my ass, reaching underneath my tight jeans and the pink lace thong I have on right now.
I feel his big dick getting harder through his jeans as he pulls me in even tighter against his body. I bite his neck while he uses his long arm to reach under my ass and into my pussy, which is dripping wet.
“We should stop…this is wrong,” he whispers.
“I don’t care…” I whisper back and hold his arm firmly as his hand plays with my soft pussy.
“I want you so bad,” he tells me.
I start unzipping his jeans. Then, I start rubbing his cock over his underwear as we continue to kiss. It’s way bigger than Daniel’s tiny penis. Maybe, that’s why Micah is so much more confident, so much stronger, so much more of a man than Daniel. B.D.E. Big Dick Energy.
“Are you going to put that big thing in me?” I ask cutely—as if I’m five years old.
“Do you want it?” He
asks.
“Yes…”
“I’m not going to hurt you…”
“I know you won’t, daddy…” I whisper in his ear and then kiss wet inside it.
He gets on the table, and I get on my back. I’m surprised this table is sturdy enough to hold up his big body, but even if it breaks I hope he won’t stop because I bet it’s going to feel fucking fantastic when he’s fucking me.
Chapter 4
Micah II
“Please don’t tell me that I’m dreaming…” She says softly into my ear as I take down her thong.
I find her wide hips in the dark and grip onto them as I slide my big dick into her small, tight pussy.
“Holy shit,” I say as I put it into her. She moans like it hurts, and I feel a little bad because I doubt she’s ever had a dick this big. “You’re never going to forget this…”
“I know, daddy.”
“We’ll take it slow…at first.”
I pull out slowly, letting my thick dick rub slowly against each and every groove of her pussy. Then, I push it in again, and she moans in both pain and pleasure. I pick up the pace, and it’s hurting her, but I know the pain will be replaced with pleasure really soon.
I take our shirts off because I want her to feel my naked, raw body on hers. When I’m back on top of her, she grabs my back and digs her nails deep into my skin, gritting her teeth as she takes my big, fat dick into her tiny pussy.
“Fuck!” She yells out as I start going deeper with every stroke. “This feels too good…”
“It’s going to feel even better…” I say and start going fast into her pussy, beating it up like I’m tenderizing it.