Rough Daddy Dirty

by Dick Daughters

  CHAPTER 3

  As soon as we were inside he slammed the door shut and came up beside me. He took me by the wrists and easily tore my hands apart from each other. And then he did something completely unexpected—he clapped his palms against my cheeks. Hard.

  “Don't make me abuse this ass,” he said to me through gritted teeth, squeezing on it with his large hands. “Is that what you want? To be punished?”

  I couldn't move and I didn't know how to process him touching me there. My plan was working and mid-way my seduction I was so shocked it was actually happening. It was completely taboo, and yet, sent a thrilling sensation coursing through me at the same time.

  I shook my head frantically. “No,” I replied, my voice oddly high pitched.

  “Good,” he said, giving me another pinch before letting me go.

  “Upstairs, now.”

  I hustled up the stairs, even faster than when I came home just about an hour earlier. Jared was right behind me the whole time and followed me into the bathroom, flipping on the light for both of us. There was already a pail and mop there filled with soapy water, just waiting for me.

  Jared hopped up on the counter. “Get to work,” he said with his arms folded across his chest.

  For a second I just stared at the pail and then back at him. “Are you confused? You’ve forgotten how to mop a floor?”

  “No, I just...”

  “You just what?”

  “Can you step out please? Until I'm done?”

  He shook his head and said, “No can do. I have to makes sure you do the job and do it well. You honestly brought this on yourself, Maddie.”

  I groaned as I grabbed the mop. “Drop the attitude,” he says, “otherwise I'll fulfill that promise I made to you downstairs.”

  I gulped. That was the only thing I wanted but for some reason now that it was so close to happening I was beginning to feel scared, maybe cold-feet, he is such a big rough overpowering man, I didn’t have any experience and for sure he had a huge cock.

  I sucked it up and took a deep breath, putting the mop to the floor. I bent at the waist and started to push, knowing fully that Jared's eyes were on me. And I gave him a good view of me; I was bending forward, showing off my cleavage in front and my ass and thighs in the back. I couldn't wait for him to grab my ass again.

  When I was finally done I wiped the sweat from my brow, slightly out of breath, and placed the mop back into the pail.

  “Now clean the tub,” Jared said. I let out a long, loud sigh. I wanted to ask him to just take me already, but I knew if I was that straight forward it might send him the opposite way. So I picked up the cleaner and sprayed down the tub. I grabbed a sponge and got on my knees beside it.

  I did it exactly how a slut seducing a sugardaddy would. I was bent over the side of the bathtub, in nothing but a thong, with my handsome manny sitting right behind me. I mean, he obviously could see everything, and I knew he was watching me as I cleaned. I didn’t want the tease or the night to end.

  I scrubbed as seductively as I could until it was sparkling white, then rinsed it off.

  “Done,” I said, pulling myself up to my feet.

  “Now are you happy?” I asked.

  He came over beside me and inspected the tub. “Surprisingly good work,” he said. “See what you can do when you just put your mind to it,” he added, ruffling my hair with his hand. I always loved it when he did that.

  He maneuvered around me and made his way to the top of the tub, turning on the water and testing it with the back of his hand.

  “What are you doing?” I asked confusedly.

  “You're all dirty now. You can't go to bed like that, you'll have to get clean.

  I hold up a hand, waving him off.

  “Its fine, I'll shower in them morning.” Knowing damn well I wanted nothing more than to strip down naked in front of him.

  “No, you'll take a bath. Tonight.”

  CHAPTER 4

  He put in the stopper and while the water continued to run, he moved across the room to close the door and lock it behind him.

  I watched him as he reached for something beneath the sink.

  “I'm not taking a shower with you in here, if that's what you think is happening?”

  “Like I said, you'll be taking a bath, and yes I'll be in here watching. Watching to make sure you actually do it.”

  “You aren't going to watch me bathe!” I shouted and immediately I felt my slit beginning to drool to the thought.

  He poured a capful of liquid into the bath, resulting in bubbles. And lots of them.

  “Would you rather I bend you over the tub and give you a spanking?”

  For a moment I wasn't sure. But I wanted him to eat my pussy out tonight and I wanted to be squeaky clean for him.

  He turned towards me and asked, “So what will it be?”

  “Fine,” I said, with my arms crossed over my chest. “The bath.”

  “Good choice, since you'd end up there either way.”

  He pulled himself up to his feet and planted himself right in front of me.

  “Arms up,” he commanded.

  “For what exactly?”

  “Arms up. Don't make me say it again.”

  I had no idea what all that was leading to, but I willingly put my arms up high above my head. He reached around me and grabbed the hem of my bra, pulling it up over my face.

  “Hey! What the hell are you doing!?” I called out. My arms were all tangled up in the garment and my body was flailing.

  “Be a good girl and stop struggling,” he said, and I ignored, still fighting to get my bra back as he ripped it up over my arms. I wanted to make sure he desired me enough to go all the way. I covered my breasts with my hands and bit my lips looking straight into his eyes.

  “Is this want you want, you bad man? To get me naked.” My voice low and sultry.

  He looked me up and down and said, “What, did you think you were going to get in clothed?”

  I was confused and embarrassed. Does he desire me?

  He came back towards me and pulled my thong down over my thighs and down my legs. My small body felt like a child compared to his large body.

  He put his hand on the small of my back, rubbing me gently. “You don't have to hide yourself from me, baby. It's just me, Jared.”

  “I want you to want to see me naked, but I want you to really show me how much you want to.” I said.

  He chuckled and said, “I saw you naked plenty of times.”

  Yeah, and? I was grown now. Developed with hips and boobs, and also an ass that he had already taken upon himself to discover.

  He gently placed his hand on my arms, easing them down away from my chest.

  “See, nothing is wrong with letting me see your precious little body,” he said. His eyes dropped to my chest and he brought his thumb up to me and flicked my nipple with it.

  “You did a good job tonight. Now let Jared take care of you.”

  “Um, alright,” I said. He patted me lightly on the bottom, urging me towards the bath tub. I looked back at him nervously and he gave me a reassuring nod. He took my hand and helped me into the tub. The water was so warm and soothing, and it smelled like strawberries from the bubble bath. I sat down, letting the bubbles come up to my chest, concealing my nakedness.

  I look up at him to see him removing his clothes as well. “What are you doing?” I ask, as he rips off his shirt, followed by his jeans.

  CHAPTER 5

  “I'm a bit dirty too, so I'm going to come in with you. We can help each other get clean,” he explained, standing in only his boxers.

  “Are you sure you want this?” I asked.

  He smiled. “I’m pretty sure. I’ve wanted you for so long now,” he said. And then, he pulled down his boxers. My eyes went wide, and I told myself to look away but I ….couldn't. Sure, he was my manny, but he was still a man. And I'd never seen a man's cock up close and personal like that. He was large, and poking out towards me, li
ke he was already turned on a bit. Could he have always been this turned on by me?

  He climbed into the bath behind me, placing me between his legs. The water rose, bringing the bubbles up higher on my chest.

  “Mmm, feels good, doesn't it?”

  I nodded, nervously as I sat there. He took the soap and started lathering it with his hands. “Lean forward,” he said and I obliged.

  He scrubbed my back and my sides from top to bottom with the soap. Then he pulled me by the waist until I was pressed against his muscular chest. I'd never really seen him shirtless before so I had no idea he was this built. He took me by one arm, and then the next, washing them thoroughly and scrubbing both of my pits. Then he brought the bar of soap to my stomach and up over my breasts. He took extra time there, it seemed.

  “Oops,” he said, dropping the soap into the bath and letting his hand fall on to my breast. He cupped me with his palm, kneading my flesh between his fingers. “This isn't the soap, now is it?” he said with a jovial chuckle.

  He sunk his hands deeper into the water to search for the soap but all he seemed to find was my thighs. “Is this the soap?” he asked, his hand wandering between my legs and fiddling with my folds. He slipped a finger between my thighs, finding my mound and rubbing it. I flinched, but he only held me closer in his arms.

  “This doesn't seem to be it either,” he said as he circled my sensitive spot.

  I could feel the soap near my feet. In a panic I grabbed it, thrusting it toward him. “Here.”

  He seemed a bit disappointed when he took it from me. “Yeah, thanks,” he said. “You should turn around for this.”

  “For what?”

  “Just turn, okay darling?”

  I sighed as I brought myself on to my knees. Now I was kneeling between his legs, and my body upright facing him. My body was barely hidden by the foam that was quickly sliding off of me. I yelped when he pulled me against him, my chest pressed tightly against his. He washed each of my cheeks, and then stuck the soap between my crack and washed me there. I stiffened against him.

  “Don't you feel so much better now that you're clean?” he asked. I wanted to let him know that horny was what I felt, but before I could say so he said. “We're not done yet.”

  Suddenly the soap was gone and all I could feel was his hand. His finger was circling my puckered hole, and then he pushed the tip inside.

  “Mmph!” I called out, feeling him invade such a private space.

  “Relax, baby,” he said, my chest heaving against his. He pushed deeper inside of me.

  “Take it out, please,” I begged, clenching my muscles around him.

  CHAPTER 6

  “First, give your manny a big kiss.”

  It was music to my ears. I’ve yearned to kiss this man so long, but I wanted him to beg for me to kiss him with his finger up in my ass.

  I groaned, squirming uncomfortably but that didn't make things any better. It just made his finger being lodged in my ass go deeper.

  As he pushed deeper into me, I dug my fingertips into his shoulders.

  “Give me a big kiss and I’ll take it out.”

  I leaned in closer, pressing my lips against his like he asked. Giving him a peck, teasing him. But what he wanted was far from a chaste peck. He pulled my head closer, deepening our kiss. His lips pressed against mine and his tongue slipped in between. Now he had two things inside of my body, and the more he moved against me, the less awkward it felt. I felt something else stir between my legs as he fucked my mouth with his tongue. I wrapped my own tongue around his and suckled it.

  “How does that feel?” he asked, pushing his finger inside of me and then pulling it back. It was an odd feeling, but it didn't hurt like it did initially. “How would you like me to put his fat cock there?”

  I shook my head, my wet locks spinning around my face. “I would like that very much.”

  “And you want to make you manny happy, right?” I nodded.

  “Okay,” I replied tentatively, my voice small and weak as I doubted myself if I could withstand is thick long cock in my ass.

  “Good girl. Now sit on my lap.”

  The water sloshed around us as I moved to straddle his thighs, holding on to his shoulders for balance. He then took my hand in his, plunging it under the water and wrapping it around something hard and thick. I was confused at first, until I finally realized what I was holding. It was his cock.

  “I’ve never touched a cock before,” I said in a shocked whisper.

  “It's okay if you touch it. I need you to stroke me, just move your hands up and down and hold on tight.”

  “I...I don't know If I can.”

  “You'll do just fine, baby. See, like this.”

  He laid his hands over mine, guiding them up and down his smooth shaft. His eyes shut tight and his chest expanded—I could tell I was making him feel good.

  “Mmm, yeah, just like that,” he sighed, leaning back against the tub wall and letting go of my hands. He was hard as a rock between my small palms as I pulled on his member. I tightened my grip around him and he just seemed to need it even more. His hips moved and his cocked twitched in my fist.

  “Just a little bit more, baby,” he said with a low, guttural groan.

  “More. Jerk my harder, baby,” he said, and I did, pulling on him faster than before. He tilted his head back and practically howled.

  “Fuck, darling. You're so good at this.” He looks at me suspiciously.

  “You haven't been practicing have you?” I shook my head and he smiled. “Good. Because I want to be your first.”

  He sat upright, cupping his hands under my ass and lifting up my hips. He adjusted himself under the water before lowering me down on to him, with his dick right at my entrance.

  “It won't fit,” I said balancing myself over his lap.

  “It will fit, you have to trust me. Do you trust me?”

  I bit my lip, nodding slowly.

  “Then say it. Say you trust me.”

  “I trust you, Jared.”

  CHAPTER 7

  He brought my face down against his, kissing me on the lips. His tongue spurt out and brushed against mine before he broke the kiss. And then he lowered me on to himself by the hips, the thick head of his cock breaching my entrance and spreading me open wide. I whimpered as he impaled me, slowly, latching on to his soft brown hair and neck. He was being as gentle as he could with me, but my body wasn't used to being stretched to lengths. He lowered me down on to him deeper, filling me more and more as I go, until my thighs were tight around his hips and he's completely buried inside.

  He pulled me even closer to him, the water splashing around us, our bodies wet and slippery. I held on to his shoulders as he kissed my forehead and the bridge of my nose, and then my lips.

  “You have to do the work, sweetheart. Make me feel good. Fuck me, fuck me good, you naughty little angel.”

  But I didn't know what to do. I'd never been that close to man before, and I certainly never had one inside of me.

  “W-what do I do?” I asked, my voice shaking.

  “Rock your hips, like this,” he said, sliding me forward with his strong hands. The movement made me clench around him. His hand stayed on my lower back, guiding my movements as I ground my hips against his, feeling his cock move deep within me. The pain of being stretched dulled as pleasure took over. It felt better and better the more I began to move, rolling bucking my hips against him and taking all of him in.

  He pulled me back with him, laying me on his chest as he thrust his large cock deep into my tiny core. It was too much for me to handle and I let out a high pitched moan to match his gravelly grunts. He cupped his hands beneath me again, holding on tight to my cheeks as I began to pant uncontrollably.

  Just like he did in my hands, he began to jerk inside of me. And then I felt something squirt as he released in me. I could no longer control my body, clenching him tight before coming to my own climax. My first ever climax.

  I coll
apsed on his chest, breathing hard. My mind was fuzzy and I had no idea how to contemplate what had just happened. How could my manny for so many years make me feel like this?

  Then he lifted me again, pulling himself out of me, leaving me disappointed. He could see the look on my face and touched my cheek with his fingers. “We're not done yet, baby. Turn around,” he instructed.

  I did it without hesitation. He took me by the neck and pushed me forward until my hands were underwater and touching the rough floor of the bathtub. Before I could even compose myself he was kneeling between my legs, pushing them wide enough to touch the edge of the tub. My face was barely out of the water when he pushed himself inside me.

  “Aaahh,” I moaned loudly as I took in his entire length with one long stroke. I bit my lip at the pain, still sore from the first time.

  “Move your hips,” he told me, with his fingers gripping tightly into my soft flesh. He pulled me back against him as he pushed deep inside, much deeper than before. My lips quivered and yearned for every inch of him. He lowered his body against my back, holding on to my breasts and suckling my neck as he fucked me hard. The water splashed, stinging my eyes just a little but I didn't care. He was good to me, wracking my body with pleasure.

  “What do you want me to do now, Jared?” I asked him.

  “Stay right there, just as you are.” He pushed my legs together and said, “This will make it tighter.”

  He planted one foot beside me and kept his knee on the opposite side. I felt his cock against me again. He trailed the head of his cock down between my cheeks, over my slit, and dragged it back up again. It was like torture. I never imagined I’d crave for his cock like this.

  And then suddenly he stopped and circled my rosebud. For a second I panicked, wondering if he was going to try and put it in there. His finger alone was almost too much to take, how would his massive cock even make it all the way? I would soon find out, because in a split second later he pushed into me.