The Shy Brat: First Time Taboo with Man of the House (Bad Boy Daddy Book 3)

by Cherry, Lulu

  I began to orgasm then. Oh, such a hot wonderful orgasm. Did my cunt gush over Daddy's finger?

  And even as I was just finishing my own orgasm Daddy began to come in my mouth.

  I didn't want to resist. I wanted to swallow it all. Right away. But what fun would that be?

  I pretended to resist. I tried to shift my head up so that I wouldn't have to swallow Daddy's cum.

  Daddy shoved me down hard.

  "Swallow it." He shouted. "Swallow it!"

  And I did. Oh, I swallowed every last bit of it. I loved it.

  Daddy convulsed and shot wad after wad of cum into my mouth. There was so much of it. I drained all of it.

  After Daddy was done, he kept my head pressed down on his cock for long tense moments.

  What was he doing? Mommy could come in the door at any moment. Why the delay?

  At last, I felt Daddy's cock soften in my mouth. I couldn't resist the urge to suck the last bits of cum that came out of it, swallowing.

  "Good girl," Daddy said.

  Then he finally pulled his cock out of my mouth.

  Daddy stood up. He put his penis back into his pants. He tucked his shirt in and zipped up. Just as if nothing had happened.

  He looked at me. Saliva and bits of cum dripped from my mouth. My hair had become somewhat muffled.

  I just sat there. I stared forward as if paralyzed in fear. I loved how nervous Daddy looked. This was such fun!

  Daddy straightened my hair as best he could with his hands. He then took a tissue and dabbed it around my lips.

  He looked at it. Sniffed it. Then shrugged and threw it in a nearby wastebasket.

  Daddy then studied me carefully. He looked worried.

  What? Were my lips a little swollen?

  Then taking me totally by surprise, he asked me a question.

  "Did you like it?" He asked.

  I said nothing.

  Daddy's head leaned to one side. He was contemplating me. Finally he shook his head as if giving up.

  He picked up the TV remote. He switched back on my little girl cartoons. He put the remote in my hand.

  Then as if on cue, the front door opened. Mommy was back.

  When she entered the room, she looked at the two of us. We were suspiciously close to each other.

  How did I look? Could she tell something was amiss?

  "Hello, Mommy," I said. "Did you get the sugar?"

  For the next few days Mommy was so careful. Did she suspect something?

  She never left us alone for more than a couple of minutes. Barely enough time for Daddy to cop a quick feel.

  And this went on for so long!

  I began to grow desperate. I wanted Daddy's cock in my mouth again. I wanted his hands in my pants.

  And I wondered. What would Daddy do if he had even more time?

  I needed a plan. It took me a few days of thinking but finally I had one.

  I was at home watching TV. The phone rang.

  I turned and watched as Mommy picked it up.

  "Yes?" Mommy said.

  She said it again and again as she listened to the person speaking on the other end of the receiver.

  I knew just who the other person was. I knew what they must be saying. I'd told my shrink at school that day a few lies. I knew she'd be calling.

  Mommy's face grew pale. She looked mortified.

  Don't worry, Mommy. None of it's true. My teacher never really laid a hand on me.

  I just made that up so I could get back at you and my shrink. And have some alone time with Daddy.

  Finally mommy hung up the phone. She looked at Daddy.

  "What is it?" He said.

  "I have to go." She said. "One of the teachers at Katy's school. They..."

  Mommy had to catch her breath.

  "Are you okay?" Daddy asked.

  "No. But Katy said something to her psychiatrist." She said.

  "About what?" Daddy said, casually, but nervous.

  "About one of her teachers." Mommy finally said.

  Daddy looked relieved.

  Mommy was shaking.

  I didn't feel guilty. All mommy and that shrink wanted was to change me. Only Daddy really loved me for who I was.

  Payback is a bitch. I did feel sorry for the teacher I'd informed on. But I could come clean about that later.

  When it was convenient. But first I needed some alone time with Daddy. And that's what I got.

  Mommy was out the door. She left me with Daddy. Too worried and frantic to even worry about the two of us.

  I felt so exhilarated then. Daddy and I were alone. I had to do everything I could to not leap up and just run to him.

  I had to play it cool. I had to maintain the role.

  I just sat watching the TV. I pretended everything was completely normal.

  Then at last, Daddy stepped in front of me. He looked down at me.

  "What did you say to your psychiatrist?" Asked Daddy.

  A smile played on my lips. Damn. A dead giveaway. I fought it back.

  But Daddy had seen it.

  "I see." He said. "Interesting."

  Then he didn't do anything physical at first. He just got down low and tried to catch my eyes. I wouldn't let him.

  Without moving my head a fraction, I moved my eyes away from him.

  "You're inscrutable to me." He said.

  I blinked but only as I usually do. I gave away nothing.

  "I don't think I've ever been so attracted to someone before." He said. "What is it about you?"

  I just sat there, disinterested.

  Daddy sighed. He reached for my ponytail. He pulled me upward until I was standing.

  Then he looked at me again.

  "Well, we have plenty of time. The question is what shall I do with you given all that time?" He said.

  I felt thrilled. But I showed nothing.

  He reached for my blouse. He unbuttoned my top button. Then the one below that. Finally he lifted my shirt off.

  He might as well have been undressing a love doll for all the reaction he got from me.

  Then his hands went to my bra. He undid the fastener. My breasts fell free. They weren't massive. But they were a handful.

  Little girl breasts for dirty old men. Me and my daddy. I felt wet.

  Daddy moved his hands onto my ass. I could feel one of his big hands sliding down my curve. His other hand found my skirt's clip.

  Daddy unfastened it. My skirt fell to the floor.

  Daddy's other hand then slid down my ass over my panties. Then both his hands slid up. And together they pulled my panties down until they were on the floor.

  Daddy's hands then found my calves. He touched them thoughtfully. His hands slid up my legs. One went to my ass, the other my crotch.

  The hand at my crotch smoothed itself over my pussy. I trembled slightly.

  He looked at the naked trembling little girl before him.

  He looked carefully at my breast, my ass, my pubic hair, everything. He could have been a doctor or an art connoisseur.

  I just stared forward. I shook a little. For all Daddy knew I might be petrified with fear. A Deer in the headlights.

  Did Daddy know better?

  Daddy was still fully clothed. He hadn't taken off a single stitch of clothing.

  One of Daddy's hands at last came back to me. He laid it on one of my breasts. I did nothing about it. Absolutely nothing.

  His hand shifted until he was pinching the nipple. I shuddered and caught a breath. My nipple stiffened.

  I hated my body. It felt like a betrayal. I didn't want to give away anything.

  I had to make this harder for Daddy.

  "Don't." I suddenly blurted out.

  These were my first words to Daddy ever. In their own way they were a command. But they
meant the exact opposite. Don't meant do.

  But Daddy froze. His eyes went to mine. He looked right at me.

  I just stared forward. Deer in the headlights. Utterly frozen.

  "Did you just speak to me?" He said.

  He had a malevolent smile on his face now. He was so evil. My knight of perversion.

  Tears began to stream down my eyes. I blinked just to clear them.

  "Don't." I spluttered.

  Oh, but please do!

  Daddy chuckled. He straightened up.

  He was still wearing his work clothes.

  He reached for his suit jacket and casually took it off.

  I stood there naked and crying and protesting. His naked little girl. But he was in no hurry.

  He reached for his necktie. He loosened it then pulled it off. He laid it on the sofa next to his jacket.

  And so it went. Daddy slowly undressing in front of me as I cried and trembled.

  And at last he was naked.

  The temptation was too strong. My eyes darted toward his hardening cock.

  I blinked and then looked back up. But not fast enough.

  "Did you just look at my cock?" Daddy asked.

  I sniffed.

  Daddy looked around. He found the tissue box. He grabbed two tissues. He put them to my nose.

  "Blow." He said.

  I didn't.

  "Blow!" He said in a low menacing voice.

  I did. Then he wiped my nose clean. He tossed the dirty tissues into the small waste basket.

  Then he got on his knees. This made him level with me. Either he was that tall or I was that short. Or both.

  I didn't move. He leaned in with his mouth. He placed it on mine. I didn't move a muscle.

  His lips moved across my lips. I gave him no response. I yielded no ground.

  Then his tongue came out and licked across my lips. It pushed toward my mouth's opening. Then almost violently Daddy stabbed his tongue in.

  And I let my lips relax just enough to let it enter.

  Daddy pulled me closer to him. My nipples pressed up against his hard chest. My breasts squashed against his iron muscles.

  It was a long kiss. All him.

  Me? I was just the damsel in distress. But however frightened I wanted to appear, I was desperate to be ravished.

  Daddy pulled his lips away. I suddenly felt cold. I nearly followed his lips with my own, as if not wanting him to stop.

  Daddy caught this. A wicked smile briefly passed his lips.

  I saw my error. I returned to my standing position. I barely moved.

  Daddy's huge hands came to my sides. They rested on my hips. Daddy let them slide down over the curves of my ass.

  He looked at me thoughtfully again.

  "So beautiful." He said. "So delicate. You're so utterly feminine. Everything a man could want. Whether he'd ever admit it or not is another matter though."

  Just like before Daddy slipped a hand between my legs. The sides of his forefinger went across my pussy lips.

  I nearly staggered. Oh, God! The utter betrayal of my body.

  I had to resist. This wouldn't work unless I resisted.

  I took a single step backward.

  "Don't. Daddy, please don't." I whined.

  Daddy looked at me. That strange expression on his face. He looked proud of me!

  "Daddy." He said. "I like the sound of that. Daddy's little girl. Yes. You're Daddy's little girl."

  He smiled.

  "Come here, Daddy's little girl." He said. "Daddy needs you to do some special things for him. Can you do that?"

  I felt wet inside. My resistances were totally breaking down. I moved toward him trembling.

  He gave me a gentle fatherly hug. He kissed me on the forehead.

  Then he guided me to the sofa. He sat me down. He spread my legs. He gazed at my sweet cherry.

  For you Daddy. All for you.

  Daddy moved his hand around it appreciative. His thumbs played with my pussy lips. His forefingers teased my clit.

  I was wet. Sopping wet.

  This was too easy.

  "Don't do it, Daddy," I whined like a brat. "I'll tell Mommy. I will."

  I cried. Wonderful tears. Sweet tears. My face as wet as my cunt.

  Daddy smiled at me.

  "Don't worry," He said soothingly. "Daddy promises not to hurt his little girl."

  I felt drunk. I wanted him so bad at that point. I wanted his massive cock crushing through my cherry and filling me totally.

  "It's so big Daddy," I said. "It'll hurt, Daddy. I'm scared. Please don't do it."

  But hurry! Stop making me wait!

  My legs were spread and waiting. Gooseflesh crawled across me. Was my pussy actually dripping?

  Daddy put his own hands on his cock. It was huge and hard and hungry. He brought it to the edge of my pussy.

  And then he thrust it in!

  The whole world stopped. My breath caught in my throat. I thought I would never breathe again. I held myself so tight. So tight.

  "Breathe." Daddy said. "Breathe."

  And I did. I breathed. And Daddy's cock began to move inside me. To slide even deeper in. And then to slide out. And then back in.

  I'd heard of what drugs could do to a person. In school I'd studied about the effects of opium, heroin, and cocaine—but none of that could have compared to what I felt now.

  My whole body shook. The world shook. It was an earthquake. My body was turning inside out with pleasure. Deep desperate taboo pleasure.