"Yes, Daddy," I replied breathlessly.
"Do you want Daddy to play with your ass now?" His palm caressed my backside. "Do you want to milk Daddy's cock with this tight asshole?"
Not really, I thought rather glumly. The idea of having his big dick inside my ass scared me. Of course, I'd been afraid last night when he'd finally spanked me and that had turned out to be one of the most amazing experiences of my life.
"Tell Daddy what you want, baby girl." His lips ghosted over my shoulders. "Tell me, Maddie."
"Take my asshole, Daddy," I said finally, my tummy trembling violently. "Make me all yours."
He growled with excitement and moved off my back. I gasped when he smeared a dollop of cold lubricant between my ass cheeks. I hid my face against my arm, embarrassed by the thought of what we were about to do. It was different seeing it in porn or reading it in books. In those instances, I was the voyeur watching or reading about it happening to someone else. The actual sensation of having someone poking and prodding my asshole was nothing like I'd imagined. It felt dirty and wrong—and surprisingly good.
"Oh, Daddy," I murmured and gripped the pillow below me. "Daddy!"
He stroked my lower back with one hand and pushed his fingers deeper inside me. He stretched them wide as he thrust in and out, forcing my ass to take what he gave me. The fingers of his other hand stimulated my clit. He wasn't trying to make me come again. No, he was keeping me on edge, confusing my body with the mix of discomfort and pleasure. The clamps biting down on my nipples seemed to amplify those feelings. My breasts ached and nipples buzzed.
When he added a third finger to the two already buried in my ass, I gasped at the slight burn. I tensed and pulled away from him. He stroked my back and whispered soft encouragement as he pressed forward with his fingers. "Fuck my hand, baby. Push back on Daddy's fingers. You can take me."
I whimpered but did as told. Goose bumps spread across my naked skin as I pumped back and forth on his stiff fingers. I was amazed at the wild feeling of having my ass fucked by his big hand. I started to wonder what it would be like to take all five fingers and more someday. I'd seen that kind of thing in amateur porn clips before and had been flabbergasted by the sight of a fist disappearing in someone's ass. Now, it seemed like much more of a possibility, albeit very remote.
"Let's try the beads." He slowly removed his fingers. I breathed deep and tried to still my racing heart. The clamps on my highly sensitized breasts continued to torment me. When I felt the first silicone bead press against my tight rosebud, I consciously relaxed. One bead slipped inside me and then the next and the next. Each bead was bigger than the last one and separated by half an inch or so of silicone rope. Soon, I was curling my toes at the bizarre sensation of such deep penetration.
"Oh, Daddy! It feels strange." I wiggled my ass and clenched my thighs. "I don't like this."
"Well I do. Your ass is so beautiful. The way your tight little asshole is taking these beads makes my dick so hard, baby girl." He kissed my ass cheek and rubbed my clit a little faster. "How does this feel?"
"Oh!" The added stimulation made the beads sliding deeper and deeper into my ass feel much better. "Oh, don't stop, Daddy. I want to feel more."
He chuckled and gave my ass a playful swat. "I knew you were going to be an anal whore." He squeezed my ass cheek and kissed my lower back. "My anal whore."
His filthy words turned me on so badly. He strummed my clit as he shoved the beads inside my asshole. My pussy ached for more but I couldn't reach back and finger myself. "Daddy, please, my pussy needs some attention."
"Like this?" His two fingers plunged inside my dripping wet cunt. His thumb circled my clit.
"Yes! Oh! Oh! Daddy!" I went wild as he gave a gentle tug on the loop at the end of the beads and pulled out a couple of them. The sensation of my ass opening and closing while he finger-fucked my pussy drove me crazy. When the beads slipped back inside me, I groaned. His thumb moved faster over my clit. "Oh, Daddy! I'm going to come. I'm going to come so hard."
"Come for me, baby." He fucked my pussy even faster with his fingers. "Come on Daddy's fingers."
That did it for me. I screamed as my climax slammed down over me. When he yanked the beads from my ass in one swift movement, I nearly died. It felt so fucking good. I cried out again and again as I rocked on my knees and rode the waves of my climax.
I was still panting and shaking when I heard the telltale flip and snap of the lube tube lid. A fat squirt of cold lube landed on my asshole. A second later, the blunt tip of the anal plug pushed against the tight ring of muscle. Sure, Daddy's fingers and the beads had loosened me up but the plug was thicker and longer.
"Oh, Daddy! It hurts!" I hissed as the plug met resistance. He paused and rubbed my back. I shivered as his soft lips brushed across my skin. He played with my clit, his fingers swirling in the slippery cream oozing from my pussy. Slowly and over a few minutes, I relaxed enough to take the plug. Inch by inch, it slid inside my passage.
"Oh, baby girl. I wish you could see this plug sliding into your ass. Can't wait to replace it with my cock," he said hotly. "But first…"
I moaned as his fat dick penetrated my pussy. The sudden sensation of fullness made my eyes go wide and mouth gape. The cock in my cunt tapped my cervix over and over again. The plug stretched my asshole and awakened nerve-endings I'd never realized I possessed. Chance grasped my waist and started to fuck me at a leisurely pace. He reached around and played with the clamps dangling from my nipples, eliciting sharp twinges that made me gasp.
My first double penetration experience left me speechless. I panted and shuddered as he screwed me six ways to Sunday. "Daddy! Daddy! Ah. Ah. Unnnhhh."
"Take my cock, Maddie." He snapped his hips. His thick cock pounded my wet pussy. I could feel my cunt growing wetter and wetter with each second. "Take Daddy's dick."
And I did. I took everything he gave me. His fingers bit into my waist as he fucked me like a wild man. I nearly died when his hand followed the curve of my belly and dipped between the silky folds of my pussy. He found that little pink pearl that had already given me two knockout orgasms and flicked his fingers over it. My fists clenched as I pulled on my bonds and shrieked. It was too much, just too much—but I wanted it all.
"Daddy! Daddy! Oh! Ah! Ah!" I vibrated with excitement and pleasure. Every nerve ending in my body was on fire. He owned me in that moment. I realized that he was my first and no one—no one—would ever compare to him. He'd set the bar too high for any other man to vault.
"Oh, baby girl, milk Daddy's cock. Come on. Give Daddy that cum. Gush on my cock you little slut!"
I howled like a banshee as my orgasm exploded in my lower belly. My asshole clenched rhythmically around the plug seated firmly in my butt. My pussy squeezed Daddy's cock as I was rocked by spasms of ecstasy. I buried my face in the pillow and screamed as he pounded me harder and harder.
I was only vaguely aware of the plug being pulled from my ass. The moment of relief I experienced was short lived. In the next instant, Daddy's big dick slid home, his girth and length causing me to cry out in shock and discomfort. "Oh, Daddy! No. No, it hurts!"
He eased up a bit, pulling out until just the head of his cock remained in my ass, and slathered more lube on his shaft. When he pushed forward this time, it was with a little less force. Even after all the work he'd done, my asshole still resisted. Daddy's cock was just so big. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine what it looked like from his viewpoint. That long, fat cock sliding deeper and deeper between my ass cheeks and into the tight, hot cavern of my virgin ass.
"Fuck Daddy's cock, Maddie. Push back on Daddy."
I rocked on my knees, slowly swallowing more and more of his dick in my ass. The stinging fullness knocked the breath from my lungs. The clamps pinching my nipples felt almost unbearable now. He didn't thrust forward and instead let me control the pace. By slow degrees, I grew accustomed to the strangeness of a cock buried in my ass. My rocking motions grew bigger a
nd stronger as I took more and more of him, deeper and deeper.
"Do you like Daddy's cock in your ass, Maddie?"
"Yes," I answered honestly. I was starting to actually enjoy the deliciously dirty experience of being butt fucked.
He took control then and grasped my hips. I relaxed into his familiar warmth. He picked up the pace, his cock pulling back and slamming forward over and over again. I cried out as he thrust faster and faster. My poor virgin ass pulsed around his big cock. "Daddy! Daddy! Oh, slower, Daddy! I can't—oh, god."
He didn't care. I think he was too far gone at that point. His fingers tangled in my hair and he changed his position, placing his foot up near my elbow so he could slam his cock deep and hard in my virgin ass.
Daddy fucked me like some primal beast. His cock pistoned in and out of my asshole with such speed it left me breathless and shaky. Our bodies slapped together noisily. Our grunts and groans and cries of pleasure ricocheted off the walls. He pounded my asshole and slapped my fleshy cheeks. "Take it, Maddie. Take Daddy's cock."
"Love Daddy's cock," I moaned through the growing haze of ecstasy. Those clamps were starting to feel really good. My pussy clenched and clit throbbed. "Love Daddy's fat cock in my ass."
"Oh, that's it, baby. There's the dirty little whore Daddy loves so much."
The bed shook beneath us, the headboard rattling against the wall. I relaxed into him and submitted myself completely to his desire. And I loved it. Loved every second of our feral coupling.
When he roared and slammed deep, I cried out his name, his real name, and closed my eyes. I could feel hot jets of cum filling my ass. It was a strange, soothing warmth that spread through me and left me feeling oddly satisfied and sleepy. He collapsed against my back and didn't even bother to pull out. For a second, I was sure he'd passed out but then I heard a loud, rough inhalation.
"Hell, Maddie!" He groaned and pulled out of my ass. I mewled like a kitten and then sucked in a sharp breath at the sudden feeling of emptiness. My rosebud pulsed and stung but I found it strangely exciting. I'd always heard people toss around terms like "good hurt." I finally understood what they meant.
Chance uncuffed my wrists and rolled me onto my back. He claimed my mouth in a sensual kiss that left my toes tingling. His tongue swiped the roof of my mouth and swirled around mine. He sucked the tip of my tongue even as his fingers slid down to my breasts.
I cried out in pain when he removed the first clamp. The second removal followed quickly and elicited an even louder whimper from my throat. Blood rushed back into my formerly compressed nipples. It was a burning, pulsing throb but Daddy soothed them with his tongue, licking and sucking and kissing my nipples until I was purring under him.
His fingers threaded through my long hair. He caressed my face and gazed into my eyes, his expression so serious and sober. "Are you all right, Maddie? Did I go too far, too fast?"
I shook my head. "I'm fine. Really."
"You're not in pain? I know first-time anal isn't comfortable but it shouldn't hurt badly."
"I'm not going to be tap-dancing after this but it's not too bad."
"How bad? On a scale of one to ten?"
Annoyed, I frowned at him. "I'm not crying am I?"
He smiled and kissed the tip of my nose. "You're stronger than that. I've seen you deal with some seriously rough shit, emotionally and physically, without ever betraying an ounce of that pain on your face." He kissed my forehead and held my gaze. "Be straight with me. No lies between us. Are you okay?"
My gaze never wavered from him. "My ass is aching but it's not painful. It's kind of weird but okay."
He kissed me again, his lips lingering on mine as he stroked my breast. "I should have left it at the plug but I lost control. You make me crazy, Maddie."
I grinned. "Good."
He laughed and rubbed his thumb across my bottom lip. "You would consider that a compliment."
We smiled at one another and engaged in another long session of kissing and touching. It felt so natural to lounge naked in his bed, our sweaty bodies pressed tightly together, and kiss like this. Yesterday morning, he treated me like I had the plague at the first sign of flirtation. Today, he had me trapped between his mattress and hard body.
"So….what happens now?" I'd never been the kind of girl to beat around the bush. I figured this was as good a time as any to broach The Talk.
Chance cupped my cheek and trailed his fingertips over my skin. "What do you want, Maddie? Did you just want this? One romp in the sack? Do you want more? Do you want the summer? Do you want this to stop when you go start college in the fall? What do you want?"
"Everything," I confessed. "I want it all, Chance. I want it with you."
His mouth curved. He looked happier than I'd ever seen him. "Good."
I snuggled closer to his chest and closed my eyes. We could figure out the ground rules of our burgeoning relationship later. For now, I was cool with just this, just holding one another tight. Soon, the slow thud of his heartbeat lulled me to sleep. My poor overworked body deserved some more sleep. I'd been such a bad, bad girl but it was so worth it.
The End.
TEASE EXCERPT
TEASE coming May 2012
She was the dirtiest little cock tease he'd ever known. Mack watched Jolie climb out of the lake and gingerly step onto the boat. Droplets of water glistened on her tanned nubile body. He watched the glimmering beads ride her curves. They followed the swell of her pert breasts and dripped down her lean belly. He took a good, long look at that sweet little ass of hers before it was hidden by the beach towel she wrapped around her wet body.
Swallowing hard, he glanced away and busied himself with turning the boat around and back toward the docks. All day she'd been parading around in progressively skimpier clothing, tempting him with things he couldn't have. He silently berated himself for lusting after the eighteen-year-old daughter of his best friends. God, he was such a filthy fucking pervert! She called him Uncle Mack, for crying out loud! And here he was dreaming about that tight, teen pussy of hers sliding up and down his cock.
His balls ached at the very idea of Jolie's wet cunt squeezing his dick. He could just hear the naughty sounds she'd make, the squeals and moans of joy as he pounded her pussy until she came. He'd fill her up with his cum while she screamed his name.
"Mack?"
Jolie's sweet voice interrupted his salacious thoughts. She stood close enough that he caught the coconut scent of her sunscreen. Her fingertips scorched his wrist. That megawatt smiled made his stomach flip-flop. Her green eyes seemed even brighter this afternoon.
"Yeah?" He finally found his voice. He consciously ordered his cock to behave, demanding the erection he sported to deflate before someone on the boat noticed.
"Can I drive back to the lake house?" She rubbed her fingers over the wheel. The sight of her hand moving over the gleaming wood sent shivers right through him. He wanted that hand on another piece of wood he owned.
"No." The word was gruffer than he'd intended. Her face fell and he hurried to explain. "The water is busy today, Jolie. You've never driven a boat. Some other time when it's not such a big risk."
"Promise?" She turned those doe-eyes on him and stroked his arm.
He gulped down the arousal threatening to choke him. "Promise."
She grinned and sidled closer instead of moving away from him. She unhooked the towel wrapped around her body and dabbed at her skin, wicking away the last bits of dampness. He'd never seen a simple white bikini look so damn hot. It was criminal, really, for any girl to look that good and be untouchable.
"What's on the agenda tonight?" she asked as she finger-combed her long black hair.
He tore his gaze away from her breasts and back to navigating the lake. "Barbecue, I suspect. You know how your dad is about grilling when he's out here."
"It would be nice if he actually knew how to grill." She bent over and dug around in the ice chest. Her heart-shaped ass wiggled as her fingers slosh
ed through the ice. Heat streaked through his groin and made his dick throb. "Want something?"
Oh, he wanted something all right. Instead, he cleared his throat and nodded. "Soda's fine."
She grabbed a bottle of water and a can of soda and flipped the lid shut. She used a corner of the towel she'd discarded to wipe away the water clinging to the can so it wouldn't be slippery. He was surprised by her considerate gesture. As an only child, she tended toward the spoiled end of the spectrum.
Their fingers touched as she handed him the soda. The electric spark zinged up his arm and across his chest. He fought the urge to rub her knuckles with his fingertip. His gaze skipped to her face. Did she understand the effect she had on him? That mischievous smiled told him all he needed to know.
Jolie opened the bottle of water and took a long, slow drink. She glanced back toward the other end of the boat where her parents were sipping beers and petting one another. "I wonder if they're going to play 'bridge' with the Hendersons tomorrow night."
He didn't miss the way she drew air quotes around the word bridge. He wondered when she'd figured out that her parents' bridge games weren't actually bridge games but swingers parties. Barbara and Derek were very open with her—too open, for Mack's taste—so she'd probably figured out her parents' love of swinging and cuckolding at a way too early age.
"Did you ever swing with Mom and Dad?"
Mack choked on a mouthful of soda. He swallowed the fizzy fluid and tried to clear his throat with a loud cough. "No."
"Really?" She frowned at him in disbelief. "You're sure."
"Yeah, Jolie, I'm pretty sure I'd remember having sex with your parents."
"Jeez!" She put up a hand. "No need to shout."
"I didn't shout." He looked over his shoulder to make sure Derek and Barbara hadn't heard him. That was the last thing he needed. The happy couple seemed totally oblivious. He focused his attention on Jolie. "Your dad and I have been friends since basic training. There was no way in hell I was crossing that line with my friend."
"Is that the only line you have?" She turned those earnest eyes on him. Was she really asking what he thought she was asking?
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