by Haley Monroe
“What else?” She begged on a whisper.
“I want to put you over my knee and spank your ass red every time you roll your damn eyes. I want to bring you close to orgasm and deny you for as long as it takes before you start begging me to let you come. Until you’re sweating with your need and desperately controlled by the desires of your cunt.”
“Noo,” she moaned. “That doesn’t sound fun.”
“Oh, but it will be.” He grinned. He opened his jeans and pushed them over his ass, his dick jumped free, so hard and swollen that his tip was purple and leaking fluid. He fisted his cock and ran the slippery tip around her wet and ready clit. Jade’s back bowed and her hands came flying free from under her head. She grabbed his shoulders and moaned.
“Now, now. Fuck me now!” She wailed.
“Put your hands back, Jade.” He barked. She moved slow but obeyed with a scowl on her face. “Good girl. That’s my sweet baby girl.” She closed her eyes and when they opened next her scowl was gone. He pressed the crown of his cock between her soaked lips and both of them groaned.
He let his hands slip up her sides, teasing the outsides of her breast gently and then shoved his hands under her shoulder blades. “Look at me.” Her green eyes swirled with dark lust. “Tell me who owns this cunt.”
She licked her lips before the corner of her mouth ticked up. “Daddy does.” He’s waited so long to hear those words from her lips that his hips jerked upward of their own accord. Sliding his cock between her hot lips and spearing into her core. “Yes, oh God, David. Yes,” Jade’s head tipped back and he leaned down to suck and kiss at her throat and up her neck.
“You feel,” He struggled to find the words to describe how perfect his cock felt sheathed in his little girl.
“I know.” She sassed. He felt her biceps flex under him as she pulled on her own hair to keep her hands in place. His hips withdrew and he pumped forward again. Jade’s mouth grew slack and a gasp of pleasure blew from her lips.
“I love you.” He grunted against her jaw. He was picking up the pace now. Slamming his cock into her hard enough to feel her heavy tits ripple against his tight chest. He wasn’t hurried in anyway. He watched her face, moving slowly but so hard that even he gasped as his cock found the surface of her cervix. “I love you, Jade.”
“I -I,” He watched as her eyes close and her eyebrows draw together. “I,” She bit into her lip and her pussy drew into a tight fist around his cock. Trying to squeeze his orgasm from his body before he was ready. David lowered his mouth and bit hard into her shoulder, just above her collar bone. Her orgasmic moans turned to a sharp squeal of shock and then dragged out into sheer bliss as he fucked her all the way through her orgasm.
He didn’t release his teeth from her pretty pale skin until she was relaxed but still shivering with aftershocks. “Holy fucking shit.” She wheezed and lowered her arms to push on his shoulders. “That was incredible.” David pushed himself up on his hands to look down at his Jade. Her legs curled up to rest over his hips.
“You came without permission.” His face was pulled tight, his own need was burning at the base of his spine and causing his balls to draw up.
“You can’t be serious.” She laughed.
“And you moved your hands.”
“So?” She half shrugged as her fingers drew across the ligaments in his shoulder. David shook his head and sat back on his heels. He reached back and pulled Jade’s ankles from his hips. He pushed her legs forward up near her own shoulders, her knees pushing against her tits.
“No,” She resisted him moving her. “No, I’ll look fatter in this position.”
“Stop.” He growled. “Look at me.” Her thighs relaxed a little as her gaze met his. “You are beautiful and you disobeyed.” He leaned his weight against the hold he had on both her ankles and settled his cock deeper into her pink pussy. Her hips opened up, allowing him even more depth than before. Jade gargled a sound as he rolled his hips. “I’m going to fuck you hard now.”
“It wasn’t hard before?” She gasped and watched a wicked smirk morph over his features.
“Hold your legs with me, Jade.” Her hands wrapped around her calves and when he saw her fingernails digging into her own skin he pulled his cock back and slammed forward. He fucked her so hard her eyes rolled back and the bed make terrible squeaking noises. She didn’t even have time to consider whether or not the thing would break under David’s force. “Say it, Jade.”
Her mouth opened to answer him but his strokes stole her breath, leaving her mouth hanging open with no words to be found. “Tell me you love me, too.” He demanded. Sweat dripped from his forehead, making its way down his temples but he kept pushing.
His orgasm was too close but he focused on her face and waited. Pumping in and out, harder and harder. He needed to hear her say it one more time. One time while he was balls deep in her pussy so that he knew it was true. He wanted to know it was real. This. Them. Here in a hotel room after they’d appeared on their favorite TV show.
“I love,” She arched against him. Her sweet green eyes opening and settling on his. Her pupils were so wide, the lust and love inside of her shining through clearly. “I love you, David.”
Fuck. His brain short circuited as she struggled to give him what he wanted. He jerked into her, his cock swelling and twitching before exploding inside of her. He held still as her body gripped and clenched, coming around him as he filled her with his love.
He allowed his weight to pin her folded up legs down and his lips covered her face. Kissing her all over. “Thank you. Thank you for loving me. God, I love you too, baby girl.”
The end.
A note from the author,
Hello my friends,
First, I want to thank you for reading A Little April Fools! I hope you enjoyed this fun little short and would love to hear your feedback in the form of an Amazon or GoodReads review.
Second, amazon has an issue with Page Flip. When you hit the end of this book, and it asks you to go back to the first page PLEASE, PLEASE DO NOT! Especially if you are reading on Kindle Unlimited. If you go back to the beginning none of the pages will get counted as read. If it is asking you to go back to the beginning, please close out of the book at the page you are on or keep flipping the pages as there are bonus chapter for my other DD/lg book after this.
Page Flip seriously kills pages read not only for me but other authors on the Kindle Unlimited program, I want to thank you in advance for taking the time to borrow, read, and hopefully review my book.
Much love and thanks to you, my readers, for taking a chance on me and hope you enjoy the story!
All my love,
Haley
Sneak Peek of
Dirty Racing – A DD/LG Outing
Daddy starts my engine.
Anticipation for today’s outing has me bouncing in my seat. I’ve waited all month long for this weekend to finally get here and now that we’re close enough for me to almost smell the gasoline, traffic has us at a standstill. My wide eyes move around, searching for any sight of the track but all I can see is the tree line keeping my desires hidden from me and the three rows of vehicles all pointing in the same direction as we are.
“We’re almost there, pretty girl.” Daddy chuckles lightly and adjusts the setting on the air conditioner. “It won’t be long now.” I offer him a full smile and shift in my seat to lean my elbow on the console between us, my head laying against his firm shoulder.
“I’m just excited.” I sigh, so much energy is bubbling under my skin that I can’t understand how he can look so calm and collected. With my head on his shoulder, I can feel the forced air blowing my hair back from my face and close my eyes. Daddy lifts his hand to pet my jaw, and the single touch soothes me in ways I couldn’t have managed myself. A soft moan settles in my chest as the heat of his hand offers me a glimpse of his steadiness.
The car edges forward, and my eyes pop open. One inch closer to being near the track. I sit upright agai
n and press my upper body into the passenger side window. Daddy’s chuckle fills the car again, and I shoot him a quick glance over my shoulder. I’m glad my ping ponging back and forth in my seat makes Daddy smile, but it isn’t releasing any of my built-up energy. I feel like a puppy being taken to the dog park and the idea makes me laugh. It’s almost the same concept really, an owner taking his beloved pet out for a day of play.
See, Daddy isn’t really my Daddy at all. He’s my boyfriend but that title doesn’t suit him. He isn’t a boy in any sense of the word. He’s tall and dangerous, kind of. In the way that chocolate cake is dangerous. You always tend to over indulge but it never sates your hunger.
His blue eyes are always intense, but sometimes they burn with a fierce kindness, and sometimes they sparkle with playful giddiness. While other times they fill with the deep, dark things inside of him that call to me. His body is tight and toned, giving him the ability to easily overpower and use me for his sexual desires. All of these things are only a part of why I’m attracted to him, while his body is built for lusting over, it’s the mind games he plays with me that make this relationship special.
I’m twenty-eight and Daddy is in his mid-forty’s, giving us a hearty age gap but it works for us and that’s all that matters. He takes care of me, and in turn, I ache to please him in all ways. We’ve been dating for a few months, a few wonderful months. I’d been in and out of relationships before him but nothing ever felt right or stuck for very long. At my age, I’m beginning to want things like marriage and the possibility of children, but wasn’t sure if I would find someone who understood all the parts of me that even I can’t figure out. It’s still early yet, but knowing that Daddy can fit into all aspects of my life makes it seem like the things on my wish list could one day be possible.
Daddy and I met at a BDSM Munch, which are parties where likeminded kinky people gather for meet and greets and sometimes play time. A mutual friend had invited me, and even though I had been to a few other Munches before, knowing I would be meeting a Daddy Dom had me overly excited and kind of nervous.
Like Daddy tells me now, I worried over nothing. His easy smile and confident hand won me over quickly. After that night, we shared coffee together once a week for three weeks, with phone calls and texts in between, and then he asked me to come over to his home to play out our first scene. His home is just like him. Intimidating and comfortable all at the same time. Once I sunk to my knees and offered him my submission, I haven’t once considered taking it back.
If you haven’t gathered yet, I’m what people like to call a ‘little’, a submissive person who enjoys age regression. I’m a functioning adult with a busy job and lots of friends, but when the time calls for it and in the safety of Daddy’s arms, I like to let all my stresses slip away and pretend to be a little girl again. Daddy brings me coloring books and stuffed animals to play with, which makes me really happy but the fact that he understands my needs makes me the happiest. He isn’t afraid to discipline me when I step out of line and is always there to kiss away the ouch-ies he’s caused. Our special little kink is hard for some of my friends to understand, but since we are both consenting adults, they can kiss my little ass and carry on with their own business.
Recently, Daddy found out I have a love of fast cars and race tracks. There is just something about the rev of a super powered engine that makes my girl parts get all squishy. Where we live in New Hampshire, a very popular race track isn’t all that far away, and he offered to take me to the next race, in July. I’ve never been to a race of this size. My friends and I have been to many dirt track races, and even a few drag races here and there, but this is the big leagues. The best of the best in racing.
It took forever to get here, but finally, today is race day!
Although it would make me happier if this bloody traffic would move the hell out of the way, so we could get on with it. My knees curl up to my chest and I rest my chin between my kneecaps with an aggravated snort.
“I thought we were working on your patience?” Daddy tsks me from the driver’s seat. His deep tone is always pleasing to my ears but I can’t control the roll of my eyes. I keep my spinning eyes facing the window so he won’t catch me and once they’ve finished the tour of the back of my head then turn to him again.
“I am being patient.” I pout and sulk down further into the passenger seat. Daddy laughs and his hand lands on my thigh closest to the gear shift. My legs lower to place my sneakers back on the floorboards of Daddy’s car, and my lips tilt in a half smile as he touches me. I’m wearing tiny denim cut off shorts and his fingers play with the frayed hems. I watch his big hand move against my pale skin and begin to get anxious for a whole other reason.
“I’m sure you’re trying.” He moves us forward as the lane begins to shift a fraction of an inch, but it’s too soon before we are stopped again. I check the clock on the dash. It’s only ten a.m. and the race doesn’t start till one in the afternoon. There is no way we’ll be late but I’ve heard there is so much to check out before the race begins and I want to discover it all.
The July sun bakes the pavement under us, making the line of cars ahead shimmer like they are getting lost in the invisible waves of the summer heat. “Do you think we’ll get to see the drivers?” I ask, tracing my fingers over the veins in the back of his hand. “I mean like up close?”
His bright gaze meets mine and he smiles. “If you’re a good girl, then maybe.” My tongue wets my lips as I nod slowly, like I need to convince myself of my next words before I speak them.
“I am good.” I remind him firmly.
“Are you?” he asks, with a deepness crawling into his voice that makes my lower belly tingle. One of his eyebrows has cocked up in an unbelieving way and his eyes glitter dangerously.
“Yes, Daddy.” I sigh, as his hand curls around the upper part of my inner thigh, his pinkie finger brushes past the knotted seam in my tiny shorts. The gentle caress causes my pussy to prickle with need, and my knees part enough for him to grab what’s his. He gives me a groan of approval and allows his hand to rub up and down the center of my shorts. Just the outside of his hand strokes my body confidently, because he knows it’s his to touch as he pleases.
“Is Daddy’s girl wet already?” I watch as his eyes scan my flushed face, he doesn’t have to ask that question. He knows my body is always ready and willing for him. The A/C is still on high but the heat is coming from inside of my body and he knows just how to make me burn.
“I’m always wet for Daddy.” I whisper teasingly.
“Is that so?” he asks. “Show me.” He looks back at the road lazily and then at me. My lips are parted as I falter.
“Here?” My head swivels around to take in the cars and people beside us. No one is really looking into our car but it would be easy for them to do so. With just a perusal of the vehicle next to us I can see grown-ups of different sexes talking in their cars. Some are even drinking from blue beer cans already, even though its highly illegal to drink and drive. How unsafe, my mind giggles. I don’t see any children or minors in the cars around us however and decide to give into Daddy’s orders.
“Slip your finger into your tight cunt and give Daddy a taste, please.” he commands politely. I inhale a deep breath and suck in my belly to allow my hand to slid between the fabric of my shorts and my skin. Inside my panties, my hand molds over the shaved mound of my cunt and slips deeper to brush my fingers over my puffy pussy lips. My middle finger dips between my slick folds and sinks as far into my willing body as I can reach while still wearing my tight shorts. A tiny gasp slips from my mouth, and my hips lift to give my finger better access. “Good girl, let me taste you.”
Our eyes are locked together, and my breathing picks up just enough to give notice of my tits rising and falling. Everything around me fades away, and he is my only focus. I allow my finger to curl as I drag it backward. My thighs clench, and my pussy contracts.
I pull my hand free of my shorts, already missing
the full feeling of my finger inside my starved body and lean over to offer my wet finger to Daddy’s hungry mouth. His tongue tickles my digit as he sucks my finger clean, and his lips vibrate against me as he moans over the taste of my pussy. Knowing that he loves my flavor makes me even hotter.
I shift in the seat as I tug my finger free from his thin lips. His hand clenches on my thigh, grabbing my soft flesh tightly. His eyes are a darker blue now with the taste of my juices in my his. I’m drawn into his body by the demand in his gaze.
The look on his face has me leaning against him again, pressing my tiny tank top against his bicep and my hand flattens against his stomach. My lips press to his and his mouth opens for me to lick my taste off his tongue. His hand grows tighter over my thigh until the squeeze is too much for me to bare, and I let out a soft wheeze of pain into his mouth. He releases his hold and rubs the reddened skin.
A smile breaks our kiss and I look back and forth between his eyes as his hand rubs my skin, warming it after he held it so tightly. My tongue darts out to lick over his lower lip, and Daddy’s hand slaps the flesh of my inner thigh quickly. The sharp sting of the slap makes me yelp, but I cover my mouth and a giggle fills the car. “Ow.”
“It’ll be a while until we reach the main gate and then a while after that before we are finally parked.” His hand moves from my leg to grab my hand that’s clutching his tee shirt at his abs. He shifts my hand down so that I can palm his erection through his jeans. Another smile steals over my lips when I look down at my hand. He uses my hand to stroke up and down his growing length.
“I understand.” I grin and take control over my own hand again. Undoing the button at the front of his jeans and tugging the zipper down. He pushes his shoulders into the back of his seat and shifts the car into park. While he adjusts to a more comfortable position, I pull his cock from his pants. I love how hard he gets for me.