Anything for the Man of the House: Ten Brats who Learn how to Behave (19 page)

I continued to stare as his belt
was undone, his pants unbuttoned, his zipper pulled down. The
slacks piled on the floor beside his shirts. He must have already
tossed his socks and shoes off before I came down to the basement,
as he stood before me in just his gray boxer briefs.

Daddy crossed the room, until he
was standing beside me. Turning to the side, he grabbed my hand and
pulling me up so that I was sitting on the edge of the couch.

“Pull out my cock, Lexie. It’s
time you learned how to suck.”

I wasted no time getting his
erect manhood from beneath the thin fabric of his underwear. Maybe
I’d get points for my enthusiasm!

As I gripped Daddy’s dick in my
hand, I couldn’t get over how huge it was! It felt like I was
holding a large, thick sausage. The red, bulbous head was inviting,
and I leaned down to swirl my tongue across it as if it were a
lollipop.

“Mmm, no teasing. Cock in your
mouth, NOW,” Daddy commanded, gripping the base of his shaft and
pushing the cock against my lips. I opened my mouth to invite the
stiff rod inside, feeling it slide along my tongue until the head
was almost down my throat. Daddy pushed a little more, causing me
to gag on his fat member.

“Ummph!” I muttered around his
dick. He pulled out slightly, letting me get used to having my
mouth filled by a penis. I closed my lips into a tight “O” and
bobbed them up and down on his length.

“Play with my balls while you
suck it.”

My hand reached up to cup the
balls at the base of my Daddy’s cock. Still sucking, I gently
massaged them. The moans escaping from my father caused my pussy to
moisten again. I would no doubt be leaving a wet spot on the couch
if I sat here much longer!

Daddy started to move again,
fucking my face. He knew just how far in to go without making me
choke. I reached a hand down to fiddle my clit while I gave him my
first blowjob. The touch felt exquisite, and the first brush with
my finger made me want to come again. When he noticed what I was
doing, he pulled out of my mouth and pushed my hand away from my
crotch.

“That was good for your first
time sucking dick. Now, lay back and let me show you
something.”

He went to his knees as I lay
back on the sofa. He threw one leg over his shoulder while my other
rested on the couch. Daddy wasted no time finding my clit with his
tongue, flicking it hard as I began to writhe on the couch beneath
him.

“Oh Daddy, that feels so good.”
I felt his fingers rubbing just below his tongue, brushing against
my entrance before a couple went inside. My pussy walls were tight
on his fingers, and I suddenly worried how he’d fit his cock in
there later, it being much larger than the two digits currently
filling me.

My hips bucked involuntary at
the intrusion. I’d worry about that gigantic member belonging to my
daddy later. Right now, all I wanted to do was get off, and hard. I
panted as he finger fucked my tight canal, randomly flicking my
clit at the same time.

It only took another minute
before I clenched down on his fingers, my orgasm surging through
me.

“Yes, Daddy, I’m coming!” He
withdrew his fingers then, continuing the assault on my clit as my
body rocked on the sofa. I could feel the juices from my hole
running down, no doubt leaving a stain on the furniture. The idea
made me gush even more.

As my body stilled, my father
stood and positioned himself between my outstretched legs. He
leaned down, taking a nipple in his mouth and biting it hard.

“Oww!” I cried out, the sharp
pain mixing with the pleasure. Just as I squealed, I felt him run
the head of his cock against my slit. I forgot all about the
discomfort once I felt him close to sliding into me. He moved over
to suck the other nipple as he teased me with this dick.

“Please Daddy, put it in. I need
you to fuck me.” I had no idea where those words were coming from,
since I was completely shielded from sex the last few years. I must
have hit a nerve, though, as a throaty groan came from the older
man towering over me when I said it.

“You ready for my dick, you bad
girl?”

“Yes, Daddy. I am ready. I need
you now!” I whined, wanting him to stop rubbing me and thrust
inside me. He sat up to see his cock as he pushed it down. Lined up
with my taut hole, he slowly inserted his rigid member into my
canal. When he felt the resistance of my intact hymen, he slightly
rocked his dick back and forth inside.

“This will hurt for a moment,
but this is how I’ll take your cherry, Lexie.” Before I had a
chance to react, Daddy shoved his hard cock deep into my womb, his
pelvis against my clit.

“Oh, shit!” I huffed, the sting
in my pussy causing my eyes to water.

“Shhh, it will be over in just a
minute. Then I’ll make you feel better.” Daddy froze, letting me
get over the uncomfortable feeling before he showed me what it was
like to be thoroughly fucked. A couple minutes later, I felt his
cock move. My body tensed, preparing for the pain to come.

“Relax, Lex. I can’t fuck you if
you all stiff.”

I willed my muscles to loosen
up. He was right; I let out a sigh as my dread was replaced with
ecstasy. Daddy’s cock filled my pussy perfectly…actually I could
feel it being stretched to accommodate him. It was a good feeling
though, one that signified I was now a woman – and no longer a
virgin. I was being taken by the man I loved.

That realization caused me to
swell with happiness. I dug my feet into Daddy’s lower back,
pushing him down onto me so I could grip his upper arms.

“Fuck me now, Daddy.” He didn’t
need much coaxing, I’m sure, but he increased his tempo in response
to my demands. His cock thrust inside and out of me, working me
into a fit of squeals and moans. My body writhed as he drove into
me again and again.

“Oh yes, Daddy. So good. Fills
me perfectly.” I panted as I spoke in phrases. The bliss of having
my father’s cock inside my tight, young pussy prevented me from a
real, coherent sentence.

He leaned down to kiss me then,
one hand finding a nipple. As he rolled it between two fingers, yet
another climax spilled out of me. I thrashed beneath the older man
as I came, gasping for breath and calling out his name.

After a couple more thrusts,
Daddy followed suit. Following a loud grown, spurts of hot seed
coating my pussy walls. He continued to pound me as he emptied
himself deep in my womb. I could feel the warmth flooding my pussy,
a feeling that no masturbating could ever match.

Daddy leaned up, looking at the
ceiling as he reveled in the feelings of his orgasm. When he was
finally finished depositing his sperm, he pulled out of me and
walked to the camera. Switched off the red light, he grabbed a
towel from a small table and proceeded to clean himself.

“See what happens to little
girls who snoop?” Daddy said sternly.

“If this was part of my
punishment, maybe I should be bad more often,” I replied, unable to
stifle a grin.

“Now you know what you will get
if you do. Spanking and all.”

“What’s going to happen to the
movie?”

I honestly didn’t care, but my
curiosity needed to know.

“It will be labeled just like
the last one, and added to my personal collection,” he stated.
Satisfied with the answer, I closed my eyes and allowed myself to
think. He tossed me another towel, and I let it lay where it landed
on my leg. I was too busy trying to decide how I should make Daddy
mad enough to punish me again soon!

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Stealing Daddy – Saffron Daughter

Mara was doing her best not to
roll her eyes. Why? Because the boy on top of her had absolutely no
idea what he was doing. Even worse, he was trying to pretend that
he did.

Her legs were open beneath him,
and she was (impatiently) waiting, but he just couldn’t seem to
make anything work. How that was humanly possible, she didn’t
know.

“Fuck,” she sighed, reaching
down in between her legs, finding his rigid cock. She had to admit
that he was pretty gifted in the size department, or so she thought
anyway.

Admittedly, she didn’t have that
much experience.

She positioned his cock at her
entrance. “I’m wet and I’m waiting,” she said, her voice flat and
monotone. She simply wasn’t bothering anymore, even though she knew
that she should. “So just slide it in. It’s not rocket
science!”

She thought back to all her
previous sexual encounters. Her friends swore by their sex. They
talked about it while smiling, lost in their apparently wonderful
thoughts. She even overheard older women talking about sex! And
they’d been doing it for years and years! It just seemed like here
was this magical thing, sex, and that was supposed to feel great,
that was supposed to be what growing up introduced into a person’s
life, and all her experiences with it had been lukewarm, at
best!

In the beginning, like any
teenager would think, she suspected that she had a problem. Perhaps
she
wasn’t good at it, or that she hadn’t had enough
practice. Well, logical thinking told her that was an easy problem
to fix. But even after being with many guys from school, she was
still left rather disappointed.

“Shit,” she heard the boy on top
of her groan. His proclamation of pleasure pulled her out of
reverie, and she realized that he was pushing himself inside her…
finally!

“Yeah,” she hissed at him, a
sound of encouragement. “Come on, fuck me.” The boy nodded and Mara
felt herself stretched by his girth. It felt good in a new sort of
way. She’d never been with a boy this large before.

“Yes!” she cried as he inched
forward, bit by bit, his progress so slow and so teasing it drove
her wild with longing for more.

“Oh, shit,” he groaned.

“What?”

“Oh, shit, oh shit!”

“No, don’t, Jimmy!”

“Ugh!” he groaned, burying
himself inside her, his cock twitching and his body all tensed up.
Mara tried to salvage the situation, and put her fingers to her
clit. But it was too late. She could already feel the boy’s rod
shrinking inside her.

“Fuck, that felt fucking good,”
Jimmy whispered, his arms giving way. He fell on top of her, and
she rolled him off her as quickly as she could.

“That was it?” Mara said,
knowing she was being passive aggressive and likely hurting the
boy’s feelings. But she was just so… frustrated!

“Sorry,” he said, his brows
furrowing.

“Yeah, it’s fine,” Mara quickly
soothed. “It’s okay, don’t worry. It felt good for me, too.”

“Yeah?” he asked, perking up.
When he smiled, he really was quite cute.

“Yeah,” she said, nodding.
“Yeah.”

The two fell into silence for a
while. Mara noticed that a replete glassiness had settled into
Jimmy’s eyes. Her own were looking inward, wondering when she would
find a boy who could satisfy her sexually.

Even worse, she was all wound-up
now, and she knew that once Jimmy was gone, she’d rummage in her
underwear drawer for her vibrator. She wasn’t sure why that made
her feel bad. She knew that it shouldn’t.

“Mara!” The voice was deep,
baritone, and coming from downstairs.

“Fuck! That’s my Dad!”

“I thought he was your
step-dad?”

“What? Yeah, I mean he is. You
gotta go, Jimmy!”

“Go? How?”

“Out the window.”

“We’re on the second floor!”

“Now!” Mara hissed, hitting his
arm. “Or he’ll kick your ass.”

“Jesus,” Jimmy sighed, shaking
his head, disapproving. “Okay, okay. See you later.” He got dressed
and climbed out the window, but not without a little trouble.

“Yes, Daddy?” Mara called
through the door as Jimmy was extricating himself.

“I got off work early!”

“Yeah,” she said, too quietly
for him to hear. She couldn’t help but smile. Her step-father was
always happy when he got off early. She knew it was because he
would come home to her. It made her happy, too.

“Fuck!” she heard, followed by a
gurgled groan behind her.

“Damn it, Jimmy, you have to
leave!”

“I’m trying!” he whined, his
trouser leg caught on the hinge of the window. Mara sighed and
rubbed her forehead. She could hear her step-father coming up the
steps, and she was desperately hoping Jimmy would get himself out
in time.

If he didn’t, she’d be in some
trouble. But, she considered, it wasn’t the first time that Daddy
had caught her with a boy in her room. The last time it had
happened, he’d taken away the car for a month. He’d been
really
angry with her. More than that, he had also seemed
somehow hurt. She hadn’t given it much thought at the time, though.
He took away the car!