by Hayden Ash
“I’m your bitch, daddy!” I say. “Now, let me focus on the huge cock in my mouth,”
I wrap my lips around Dominick’s big dick and go down, down to the bottom of his shaft. I can feel the head of his dick on the back of my throat, and my eyes are watering, but I want him to know I can do things for him that his girl can’t do for him. I’m competitive like that.
“Look at me. I want to see those pretty, fucking eyes, baby, while you suck daddy’s cock” Dominick says to me.
I look up, and he looks down at me in a way that Harley never has before. It feels like he really sees me, the real me, and it’s strange of feeling, but it’s so powerful that I’m somehow not even noticing the two dicks inside me, and instead, am only focusing on Dominick.
“Do you like when I deep throat it, daddy?”
“I love it, honey,” he tells me.
Harley, obviously feeling competitive as well, starts fucking my pussy like a jackhammer, which I admit, feels amazing.
“Oh yeah, daddy, that’s it!” I tell Harley. “Don’t stop!”
Chapter 5
Harley I
I grab Blair by her wide hips and pound the life out of her pussy.
I can feel every groove of her soaking, hot cunt. I hear the sound of her cum juice smacking against my body as she pops her pussy on me again and again. I know that I’m fucking her too fast for Micah to keep up, but I’ll be damned if I let Dominick steal my girl’s attention. It’s time for Harley to fucking perform. It’s my show now.
I grab Blair’s tits and start working my magic on her hard nipples, squeezing them just like she likes. I treat them roughly, knocking them back and forth with my firm, large hands, as I have her bouncing high in the air on my huge cock.
“Say my name!”
“What, daddy?”
“SAY MY NAME!”
“HARLEY, HARLEY!”
“Who owns this pussy?!”
“You do, daddy!”
“WHO?!”
“Harley owns this pussy!”
Out of some animal instinct, I throw Blair in the air, catch her in my arms and lower her onto the floor of the moving train car.
Then, I get on top of her slam my big dick in her tight pussy hole and start fucking her so deep and so hard, while Micah, Dominick, Kailyn, and Abby stare, confused.
We’re feeling each other so much, so connected at this moment that we don’t even register them, only each other. Our eyes are deep into each other’s, and the only thing that seems to exist is her and I fucking.
“Holy shit, daddy! Don’t stop, don’t stop!”
“I fucking love you, baby girl!” I say, then kiss her lips and slide my tongue deep on top of hers.
“I love you too, daddy!” She says as she grunts and moans.
As I continue to fuck my girl, I look up, and I see Kailyn standing timidly in front of us. She’s genuinely innocent—not like the other two girls who obviously just fake it to turn us on. I can feel it, her purity, and it makes me want to darken her, blur her, corrupt her.
Her face is so gorgeous—huge eyes and big cheeks. Her hair is long and several different shades of brown. Her ass is gigantic, and her tits are perfectly shaped. She looks so good that she doesn’t even look real.
“What’s wrong, daddy?” Blair asks me, noticing that I’m suddenly distracted.
“Nothing, but…”
“But what?”
“I think it’s Kailyn’s turn…”
Chapter 6
Kailyn II
I’m lying on my back on the floor of the train car, and Harley kneels in between my legs and starts kissing my pussy.
Dominick kneels over my head and kisses me furiously, swallowing me into him. He caresses my cheeks, fascinated by how they still have their baby fat.
Micah kneels over my stomach and starts massaging my tits. I grab Micah’s penis in one hand and Dominick’s penis in the other, which requires a lot of reaching, but luckily I have long, slender arms. I start masturbating their cocks, while I cum into Harley’s mouth and he swallows it.
Dominick moves over to one side, and Micah moves to another, and each of them takes one of my breasts in their mouth.
I look forward and see Abby and Blair watching, no longer turned-on, but angry. Angry that their men are here serving me as much as they’re servicing me. The way they’re fucking me is like I’m their queen, while the way they fucked these two girls is like they were merely their bitches.
“I love you,” Micah says to me.
“I love you too,” I tell him.
“This is going to sound strange, but…” Dominick says softly, then takes my nipple back in his mouth for a moment before finishing his sentence. “I think I love you, too.”
“That’s fucking crazy!” Harley says, lifting his head up from in between my legs. “Because, I was just about to say I’m in love with you, Kailyn…”
“What?!” I ask, really confused.
“I don’t know…I know it makes no sense, but I just gotta’ say it ‘cuz it’s true!” Harley says. “Be mine!”
“No, forget that music DJ fuck-boy, be with me! I can be your daddy. I can protect you, provide for you, teach you things,” Dominick interjects.
“I’m a fucking music video director!” Harley growls.
“OK, you guys are really pissing me off,” Micah barks.
“Guys, don’t ruin this, OK?” I tell them. “If you’re angry, take it out on my pussy..”
“I can do that!” Harley says exuberantly, then puts his big dick into my wet pussy. It feels fucking fantastic, so long and thick. He strokes it just right inside of me.
Micah stands over me and puts his dick into my mouth, moving my head up and down on it like he’s cleaning it with my lips and tongue.
I grab Dominick’s dick, spit all over it, and start masturbating it again.
Feeling each of their dicks inside different parts of me, I control each daddy as they each control me. I’m sucking them dry, swallowing each of their offerings in different ways. They are all better than anything I’ve ever had before, anything I knew even existed.
“I love you all!” I scream as they fuck me. “FUCKKK!!!!!”
And, then, I pop my pussy as hard as I can on my daddy who’s dick is in between my legs, and I rub the life out of my other daddy’s dick that’s covered wet with my cum, and expertly stick my tongue inside my third daddy’s dickhole, while I rub on its shaft with my other hand.
I do this all in unison and so well that I feel their big dicks all swelling at once, ready to explode onto me and into me. I want all their semen, I want to be destroyed by it and reborn in it. I orgasm again and again, and on the third orgasm, I bring them all to climax with me, and I smile when I see that I’ve left their dicks limp and more than satisfied.
Chapter 7
Micah I
The orgy is finally over, and I have to say I’m pretty happy that it is.
Abby and Blair are such sexy little kittens, but I can’t help but only really feel anything for Kailyn. She’s my angel, my everything, my little girl and I just want to hold onto her and protect her—even from these men who I’ve let defile for both her and their maximum pleasure.
“Alright, let’s go, babe,” I say, grabbing Kailyn’s arm a little too rough and handing her clothes to her.
“You’re hurting me!” She tells me.
“Hey, I was serious, Kailyn…” Harley says to my girl.
“So was I!” Dominick adds.
“OK, hold up, what the actual fuck?!” Blair screams at all of us. “Harley what are you saying? I thought I was yours? I thought I was your little girl? I thought you loved me?!”
“Blair, I…” Harley says.
“Oh my fucking God this is not happening!” Abby says and starts sobbing.
I notice that Dominick is doing nothing to comfort his girl—he’s just staring at Kailyn, totally enamored with her beauty and her innocence.
“Kailyn, who do you choose?” Har
ley asks.
“What the fuck? That’s not even a question, and if you try to ask it again, I’ll fucking smash your face in, do you hear me?!” I bellow at Harley, then look over at Dominick so that he knows that I’m talking to him too.
“Neither of us is the sort of bitch-boys you’re used to intimidating. I don’t get scared, and I don’t back down.”
“Smash your face in it is then!” I say and get into an attack stance.
“WAIT!” Kailyn screams. “Micah…”
I suddenly stop, frozen in place, and turn to Kailyn softening my expression so that she’s not afraid of me.
“I don’t know…”
“You don’t know what?!”
“I don’t know who I want to, you know, choose.”
“Are you fucking kidding me, Kailyn?”
“No!” Kailyn pouts.
“You have to pick. You don’t have a choice.”
“I mean, if you’re forcing me to pick than I pick…Dominick.”
I stand there, speechless. I can’t hear anything—not the loud clank of the train pulling into yet another station, not Blair and Abby’s frantic crying, not Dominick making promises to be Kailyn’s knight in shining fucking armor. Something in me breaks that I didn’t even know was there and that I know is now irretrievable.
I grab Kailyn and pick her up, then make my way to the end of the train car. While Harley, Dominick, Blair, and Abby scream, I kick the door wide open with a mighty stomp and take Kailyn out in between this train car and the one ahead of it.
Outside the car, I’m now standing on a long metal bar connecting the two train cars together. Kailyn is sobbing and screaming, wholly terrified about what’s about to happen next—as she should be.
“I love you too much. It’s a sickness. And, because of that, if I can’t have you, then I can’t allow you to live. I can’t allow you to live without me! I love you too much!”
“MICAH NO! PLEASE, I’M SORRY!”
“WHY DID YOU DO THIS US?! I LOVED YOU!!!”
But, none of that really happened. The men never asked to be with Kailyn after we finished the orgy. In fact, they just said that there were caught up in the moment, and Kailyn said she understood and kissed them both on the cheek. Then, we all put our clothes back on, got off at the next station, and went our separate ways.
But, that vision, that vision of what could happen. That terrified me. It still terrifies me to love someone this much. This…this Superlove shouldn’t exist—it’s too powerful. I’m too afraid to lose her. I’m incomplete without her perfect soul in my life.
I know one day she’ll have to move on. I can’t be her daddy forever, and she can’t be my little girl. She will change. She will grow. But, I’ll always keep this fantastic image held firmly in my mind.
Perhaps, this is not such a bad thing. After all, what is sex but the ultimate experience of the final emotion of our beings? In fact, I’m one of the lucky ones. I’m one of the rare people on this Earth who can say that they’ve genuinely experienced Superlove.
BOOK 13: Video Games With Daddy
Chapter 1
Leighton I
I’m so excited for this fucking trip!
I haven’t seen Amber in forever—since she moved to Miami, actually. Even though she’s been my best friend since we were like five years old, and I very much consider her a sister, more than my real sisters, who are bitches. This is the hugest deal, and I really don’t want to blow it like I almost did before…
My Lyft pulls up to an enormous gate and tells the security guard that he’s here to drop Leighton Levin off for Ms. Amber Green. The guard smiles and waves us in as the gate slowly opens in front of us.
I’m nervously digging my acrylic nails into my palms as we drive past beautiful, five-story houses. I’m really not comfortable in this kind of setting—around these kinds of people. I know that I don’t fit in and that they look down on me. Shit, maybe this trip was not a good idea.
The Lyft parks at one of the houses at the very back of the gated community. It’s also the largest and even has a fucking fountain in front of it. An entire team of sweating gardeners work tirelessly all throughout a huge garden and maids run in and out of the house like they’re on an assembly line.
“Damn, they must be preparing for a wedding here or something!” The Lyft driver speculates, impressed.
“Nope, my friend’s dad is like some rich techie-genius or something.”
“Fuck me…Guess Silicon Valley really is where it’s at these days. Revenge of the Nerds! I love it!”
I get out of the car, and the Lyft driver carries my luggage bags through the garden and to the front door. Before I even reach the door, however, Amber opens the door and jumps on me.
“What the fuck?! Were you waiting by the door or something?!” I ask.
“No, bitch, you don’t see that huge-ass camera right there?” She says and points to the camera above the door, which really is super big. “Well, c’mon! Daddy’s really excited to meet you!”
Amber gives me a grand tour of the house, including both her indoor and outdoor pools, her theater room, her arcade, and her bowling alley. She seems a lot different, somehow. Not like a spoiled brat, but more like a childish one. Like she’s regressed into how we were when we were like ten years old.
Eventually, we make it to the dining table where Amber’s dad is sitting alone, finishing his lunch.
“Oh, Amber, you said your friend wasn’t coming until much later in the day!”
“Oh, I think I read her flight itinerary wrong or something!” She apologizes. “Daddy, meet Leighton! She’s my best friend in the whole entire fucking world!”
“Amber, what did I tell you about using that kind of language? People won’t take you seriously if you don’t clean up the way you speak!”
“Oh, right, shoot. Sorry, daddy!”
“It’s ok, baby,” he says and kisses his daughter on the forehead.
“Daddy, Leighton is like my sister, so I guess that makes her your other daughter!”
“Oh she is, is she?!” He grins warmly and gives me a hug.
Amber’s dad is nothing like what I expected. He dresses very clean-cut, but I can tell he’s got a lot of muscles under that button-down. He’s tall, and his skin is bronze, I guess from all this sun down here. He also smells incredible. Suffice it to say he’s really fucking hot.
“I can’t believe we haven’t met before this!” I tell him.
“Yeah, I…was a much different person back when Amber’s mother and I were living in Connecticut. I was barely around and definitely didn’t know who she was hanging out with. I was putting all my time in my business. If I could go back and do it differently, then I would in a heartbeat. Nothing is worth missing your daughter grow up not even all millions of dollars…”
“It helps soften the blow, though, daddy!” Amber smiles.
“You’re too much!” Amber’s dad says, grinning. “Well, I’m so sorry we can’t chat for longer—I have to do some work that can’t wait, but tomorrow let’s do something fun, yeah?”
“Work, daddy?” Amber says. “He’s going to his bedroom to play video games.”
“Video games are what pay for all this stuff, young lady!” Amber’s father scolds her.
As he walks away, I can’t stop staring at him. I know that Amber notices it, and it seems to make her uncomfortable. She should be used to it, though. Her dad is the most gorgeous fucking man to ever live.
Chapter 2
Tanner I
I put the game disc into the PS4 even though I’m so tired that I can barely keep my eyes opened for more than twenty seconds. I can’t really complain, though, since I’m a thirty-eight-year-old man who gets paid six million dollars a year to run an indie game studio where ninety percent of my job is just playing games and saying “we should do that!”
I hear a loud, banging noise coming from my daughter’s room. Filled with nervous adrenaline, I immediately throw down the contr
oller and run towards her bedroom, which, thankfully is right next to mine.
When I get to my daughter’s bedroom, my daughter’s friend is standing in the doorway and has the door closed behind her. She’s got her eyes stretched out like she’s trying to block me and she has a strangely mischievous smile on her face.
“Is everything, ok? Sounded like something fell!” I say, worried.
“It’s totally fine! My luggage bag just tipped off the bed while I was unpacking is all…” she giggles.
“I, uh, well I’m just going to check on Amber.”
“She’s sleeping! We had a little too much wine…sorry,” she tells me.
“Really? Amber knows I don’t like when she drinks inside this house. It’s one of our rules…”
“Yeah, she said that! But, I kind of pushed her to drink since we haven’t seen each other in so long. Again, I’m so sorry!”
“It’s fine, I guess. Well, you should get to bed soon too,” I say, then start to leave back to my bedroom to finish stealing ideas from one last best selling video game before heading to bed.
“But I can’t sleep!” She yells as I walk away. “I have a hard time sleeping in any bed other than my own…”
“Oh, well…you can come watch me play video games if you think that’ll be fun.”
“YES!” Amber’s friend screams.
“Really? I have to say, I didn’t peg you as a gamer!” I tell her, realizing too late that that might be a little inappropriate to say to any eighteen-year-old, let alone my daughter’s friend.
“Oh, really? What did you peg me as?” She asks.
I look her up and down, noticing her small, slender frame and big, glowing blue eyes. She’s a frat boy’s fantasy—the exact type of girl I wish I could have hooked up with back in college, but couldn’t because she only had eyes for the jocks. Just thinking about it—finally being able to live like a jock for a night—gets me a little excited. Shit.