I could feel them staring. The women at the playground across the street, ignoring their children as they clucked and scowled, shaking their heads in disapproval. The boys at the skate park, laughing and pushing each other as they boasted about what they would do to me, given half a chance. I could only hear the laughter… but I knew. My cheeks felt like they were on fire!
I hurried the last few steps up the walk, my heart hammering in my chest as I pressed the bell. Too late to turn back now! But of course, it already had been. My course had been set, ever since I’d seen that very first picture. Maybe even before then…
A shiver ran up my spine, mixed excitement and dread. To think, it had all started so innocently! Well… maybe not quite ‘innocently’, if I was being honest. But I’d never had any idea where it would lead, that was for sure! I’d just been reading sex stories on the internet, trying to get off and tire myself out before bed, the same as always. But then I came across this one… it was incredible! It turned out to be a daddy-daughter story, which I hadn’t been expecting from the title, and which I never would have clicked on if I knew. But by the time I realized… I was already invested. The way the girl spoke, and thought, and felt… it was all just so realistic! Like she was one of my best friends at school, laying on my bed with me during a sleepover, whispering the secret of what she’d let her naughty, naughty daddy do to her, while her mom was at work!
It was so freaking hot! I pounded myself with my toy, hard and deep… I came twice in a row, something no other story had ever made me do before. As soon as I finished reading, I immediately clicked the author’s profile, needing to know more… My heart nearly froze in my chest! He was from the same city as me! He was more than twice my age, a high school teacher… Oh my God! He… he couldn’t actually be one of my teachers, could he? It was a big city, there were lots and lots of high schools, the odds were slim. Still… I had to know more! But that was all he said about himself, there was no way I could. His picture was just a cartoon, so no hints there. But just the fact that he lived in my same city…
I went back to his story, and immediately started reading again. Only this time, I wasn’t picturing my friend whispering her secrets to me. This time, I was the girl in the story! And my amazing, sexy, mystery-author… he was the one touching me, seducing me, fucking me… taking my virginity!
I came so hard that time, I could barely even move after! I whimpered a little, as I slowly pulled out my toy… I was going to be sore in the morning, I could already tell. But it had just been so amazing… I couldn’t blame myself for getting a little carried away. I was so exhausted, I didn’t even bother cleaning myself up. I just turn out the light, and collapsed right back down into my bed, asleep nearly before my head hit my pillow.
After that… I was hooked. My mystery author had so, so many stories on the site! I was no longer just reading them before bed, to tire myself out with an orgasm before going to sleep. From the moment I’d get home from school I’d lock myself in my room, my laptop beside me on my bed, my toy between my legs as I read. Honestly… my poor little kitty was really starting to complain, I was subjecting her to so much abuse! But I just couldn’t help it. His stories were incredible, each one better than the last! It didn’t matter what he was writing about. Whether it was from the point of view of the girl, or the guy… what their relationship was like, and what they ended up doing to each other. There was just something about the way he wrote… No matter what the specific subject matter, his stories always made me cum so, so much harder than anybody else’s!
Two weeks in, I knew I had to tell him so. His stories had become so important to me… it’s like they were teaching me about pieces of myself, of my own secret, hidden psyche, I’d never even known I had! I was so, so nervous… but I sent him a private message, telling him how much I liked his writing, and thanking him for all the amazing orgasms he’d been giving me with his words over the last couple of weeks. I read it, and re-read it, like a dozen times, changing it over and over until it was perfect. Then… I sent it. And I honestly didn’t expect anything else to come of it. Surely, he would be far too busy to respond to the fan mail of some silly little high school girl! But I loved his stories so much… I just felt I owed him a thank-you, was all. Even if I knew it was unlikely he was ever going to respond.
But then he wrote back, the very next day! He wanted to know which of his stories I liked most, and what it was about those ones that really turned me on. I could hardly believe it! So I wrote back, a huge, hot blush in my cheeks as I typed. I told him everything. Admitting things I’d never told anyone before! I even told him I was still a virgin. I explained that I didn’t really know what I liked, not really, because I’d never had a chance to find out, yet. But his stories were so life-like and realistic, they made me feel like I was really having sex, as I read them! I told him… I told him my favourite stories were the ones where the girl was taken. Where she was owned! I told him I had no interest in any of the stupid boys at my school… that I wanted to find a man, a real man, like the ones in his stories, who would understand what I needed, and be able to give it to me. But… I didn’t know how.
I was literally shaking, as I wrote that last part! But I sent it to him, before I could lose my nerve. The next day was torture, waiting for him to write back! I had butterflies in my stomach as I saw the notification, and as I read his message…
I gasped out loud! He was giving me homework! He’d written a brand new story, one he hadn’t even put up on the site yet, just for me! He said I had to read it… and then, in addition to telling him what I thought about it… I had to tell him exactly what I’d done to myself, as I had!
Oh, God…
I double-checked that I’d locked the door to my room, then started to strip. Something told me I didn’t want to be wearing clothes, for this! I opened the drawer in my bedside table, pulling out my biggest, most favourite toy, taking my laptop from my desk and climbing into bed with it. I lay on my back, head turned to my side, lifting and spreading my knees… as I started to read.
I could hardly believe it… He’d written about us! It was written from my point of view; a young, inexperienced, and very nervous high school girl, who started chatting with her favourite author on the sex stories site, never expecting it to lead to anything else. Only… it did. Chatting about his stories, which then led to a bit of flirting… and before I knew it, sending pictures back and forth! We hadn’t done that, not yet… he didn’t even know my real name, or what I looked like, any more than I knew about him! But it was all right there on my screen. A glimpse into a possible future… if only I could find the courage to embrace it!
I grabbed my toy, sucking on it to lube it up, before notching it between my thighs. I took a deep, steadying breath… and whimpered, as I pushed it inside. I loved that feeling so much! The feeling of being stretched, and filled… of taking the biggest, thickest cock I could possibly fit, and pushing it all the way up inside! I had quite a collection now, sitting mostly forgotten in my drawer. Literal years worth of babysitting money, spent chasing greater and greater pleasure… training myself to take bigger and bigger cocks! I bet I was the sluttiest virgin ever! The contradiction made me giggle, like it always did.
“Dirty little whore!” I whispered to myself, shivering with excitement as I began thrusting with my toy. “You dirty, dirty little whore! Take that fucking cock! This is what you were made for! You were made for pleasuring cocks!”
I continued to read as I played, seeing the fictional version of me finally meeting up with the (maybe) fictional version of him. He’d had to guess, and he hadn’t gotten everything right. Story-me was a brunette, instead of blonde. And she was taller, with bigger boobs. But her nervousness, her excitement… her need… he’d gotten those all exactly right!
Soon I was gasping, keening and biting my lip, desperately trying to hold myself back. I wanted to wait… I wanted to do it at the exact same time as fantasy-me, in the story! But I was so, so close… my eyes kept losing track of what line I was on, and I had to skip back and re-read!
“Oh, God…” I whimpered, my entire body starting to shake. Story-me was screaming to wake the dead, my mystery-author pounding her hard, deep, and fast, rag-dolling her doggy-style on his huge, thick cock… and it took every ounce of willpower I had not to join her, and let Mom know exactly what I was doing to myself up here in my bedroom!
Story-me got no reprieve after cumming, so neither did I. I kept right on fucking myself on my toy, my hot, squelchy little kitty creaming like crazy, leaking all over my thighs and ass! And as story-him finally started getting close… I swear, I could almost feel him cumming in me as I read it happening, launching me into my strongest, longest orgasm yet!
It took me quite a while before I could even make my eyes focus enough again to finish reading his story. And once I did… I reached for my cell. He wanted me to tell him what I’d done to myself, did he? Well… I could do him one better than that!
It took me a couple of attempts. Turns out, taking a picture of your own creamy, dildo-stuffed little kitty is quite a bit harder than it looks! But I eventually managed to get the angle right, and take one I liked. Then I pulled out my toy, cleaning myself up as best as I could, and got to work typing up my next message to him. Trying to explain how absolutely incredible it had been, reading a story that was actually about me!
I included a descr*ption of what I’d done, like he’d asked… which I knew probably wasn’t nearly as detailed or as graphic as he’d been hoping for. But he was the writer, not me! What else was I supposed to add, beyond ‘I fucked myself with my biggest toy, and kept doing it until I came, twice in a row’? I felt guilty about not describing it better… but that was what the pussy picture was for!
Once again, I had an absolutely miserable twenty-four hours, waiting for his response. But once it came…
“No way!” I gasped, my eyes expanding to nearly twice their normal size, I was sure! He’d sent me a dick-pic… of the biggest, thickest, most incredible cock I’d ever seen in my life! It had to be photoshopped… didn’t it? Or maybe AI? I said as much, in my next message. But fake or not, that didn’t stop me from getting off to it four different times over the next couple of hours, dreaming of having something that big filling me up! And the next message I got… had a video attached. He’d printed out a copy of my pussy-picture, to prove it was really him. And then he jerked himself off to it, covering it in huge, creamy white ropes of cum! Oh, God… There was just so much of it! It left me literally drooling with desire, imagining him filling me up like that! Filling my tiny, virgin little pussy… shooting right up into my fertile, unprotected teenage womb!
Things… progressed quickly, after that. I sent him another picture me, of my face and body—no nudity in that one, I wasn’t quite that brave! But he used it to edit his story, making the girl exactly like the real me, before posting it for the entire world to see! I can’t even describe how hot that was… I checked the site multiple times a day, watching the number of reads climb. I could hardly believe it! Literally tens of thousands of horny men and women, complete strangers, were getting themselves off while thinking about me! It made me so amazingly, soaking wet, just thinking about it… I had to start wearing period pads in my panties while I was at school, or risk leaving literal puddles when I got up out of my desk!
We sent more pictures, and videos… and we started having long, late night chats online; it turned out he wasn’t one of my teachers after all, he taught at a school way over on the other side of the city. Then hours-long phone calls, with my head buried under my blanket, whispering so Mom and Dad wouldn’t hear—and oh my God, his voice was so sexy! Mutual masturbation sessions, where he told me exactly what he wanted me to do to myself, and I begged and pleaded for that huge, miracle cock of his to fill me up! Falling asleep with my cell still pressed against my ear, refusing to hang up, exhausted and satiated from how good he’d made me cum!
We told each other everything… our secrets, our desires, our dreams. I now knew he was divorced, from a woman who had basically tricked him into marrying her when he was still too young to know any better, and who had then immediately begun sexually starving him the moment she had a ring on her finger. I got so angry hearing that… so unbelievably, unbearably furious, I literally wanted to kill the frigid bitch! Even knowing it had all happened years ago, back before I’d even been born, didn’t do anything to reduce my rage! He found my reaction amusing… but it was a good thing she’d moved away after their divorce; I didn’t trust myself not to do something about it, if she ever found herself within range of my claws!
And now here I was barely two weeks later, having taken a bus halfway across the city on a Saturday afternoon, my parents thinking I was studying at Kimmy’s house, when really I was standing on his front porch ringing his bell. I really had gone to Kimmy’s… but only so I could get changed. She thought I was meeting a college boy, so she was happy to help cover for me, and I certainly couldn’t have left my house dressed like I was now! Wearing a tight, midriff-revealing white dress shirt tied in a knot under my boobs, with no bra underneath, a tiny, tight red and black plaid mini-skirt that barely even covered my ass, white thigh-high stockings, and sexy black stilettos I’d stolen from Mom. With my long, wavy blonde hair done up in a pair of sexy little-girl pigtails, my face done up in the sluttiest makeup I’d ever worn outside of Halloween!
With the entire neighbourhood staring at me like the whore I appeared to be… and was finally about to become!
The door opened… and he was even sexier in real life than in his pictures! Six feet tall, with a strong, chiselled jaw under his close-cropped, salt-and-pepper beard. Athletic, toned rather than muscle-bound. And those gorgeous, deep blue eyes… Even knowing what to expect, still I was awestruck!
“God… you really are a tiny little thing, aren’t you?” he grinned. “You look so much smaller in person! Turn around, let me take a look at you!”
I bit my lip, and did as he said. He could have waited until I was inside to have me do that… but he was showing me off for his neighbours. It made me feel like such a little slut… and I loved it!
He smiled approvingly, making an entirely different kind of heat rise in my cheeks. He stepped back, welcoming me inside, closing the door behind me, taking my purse from my shoulder and setting it aside, on a little table next to the bowl where he kept his keys.
“Umm… my shoes?” I asked uncertainly, seeing that he was only wearing socks.
“Leave them on,” he grinned. “If I want you out of them, I’ll take them off myself. For now… they’re sexy as hell! And the extra height make it easier to do this!”
His hand was suddenly at the back of my neck, holding me and tilting my head back as he bent down to deliver a firm, insistent kiss! I moaned into his lips, trembling, my hands running up and down his broad, muscular chest through his dress shirt. His beard was so soft… but somehow just a little bit prickly, too. It tickled… and I liked it! It was only my third-ever kiss with a boy… any neither of the other two had been remotely like this! He was so forceful… so predatory! I melted against him, opening my lips to the flicking of his tongue. He pushed it inside, swirling with my own. I… sucked on it. Like the eager little whore I was becoming. Just like I’d been dreaming of sucking on something else, ever since he’d first sent me that picture of it!
His hands started to roam; my back, my waist, my hips… my firm, round little butt! He squeezed so hard, making me gasp! He reached underneath my skirt…
“Good girl!” he purred, finding I wasn’t wearing panties, just like he’d told me. I’d been so, so nervous, taking the bus all dressed up like this… and the lack of panties had been the worst of all! But that had been the point, of course. He’d been testing my obedience. My willingness to do as I was told, even when I was afraid. He reached around to my front…
“And so wet, too!” he grinned in approval, making me tremble as he began rubbing my soft, freshly-shaved little lips. “More of an exhibitionist than you thought, aren’t you?”
“Yes, sir,” I gulped, blushing bashfully. I couldn’t deny it, not with the evidence of my arousal leaking down my thighs!
“I had a feeling,” he chuckled, reaching into his pocket with his other hand, pulling out a beautiful length of black lace.
“Last chance to reconsider, kitten,” he grinned down at me, his other hand still slowly playing between my thighs. “Are you sure this is really what you want?”
“Please, sir,” I gulped again, nodding seriously, the butterflies in my stomach doing back-flips. “I… I want you to collar me! I want you to make me yours!”
He didn’t answer, not in words. He just brought his other hand up from between my legs, draping the soft lace choker around my throat, doing up the fastening at the back of my neck. He turned me to my side, stepping behind me, putting his hands on my hips—there was a mirror on the wall next to the front door, I guess for people to make a last check of their appearance before stepping out into public.
“It’s beautiful, sir… thank you!” I smiled shyly, reaching up to touch it. I hadn’t noticed when he’d pulled it out of his pocket, but there was a small golden heart perched right in the center of my throat!
“It’s not half as beautiful as you are, my little slut!” he purred, leaning down to nip playfully at my earlobe, making me gasp and giggle! God, I loved hearing him call me that! He pushed himself against me, letting me feel his hardness, and I rocked my hips, rubbing him between the curves of my butt!
“Eager, aren’t you?” he teased, possessively caressing the naked skin of my waist. He reached upwards… and started undoing the knot I’d tied in my shirt.
“You have no idea…” I breathed, panting with excitement, staring at myself in the mirror as he slowly, slowly stripped me out of my shirt, tossing it aside, and taking a strong, double-handed grip of my firm, round little B-cup breasts!
“Patience, slut!” he laughed, kissing the side of my neck. “We’ll be getting to that soon enough! But first… let me see you pleasure that pretty little pussy of yours, while I play with these perfect little teenage tits!”
“Yes, sir…” I gulped, my eyes going wide as I stared into his in the mirror. It had been years since the last time I’d gotten off without a toy inside me… I wasn’t sure I even still could, only using my fingers! I reached behind me for the zipper of my skirt—
“Leave it on,” he stopped me with a shake of his head. “I like the way it looks on you.”
I smiled nervously at his praise, reaching down to pull the hem up to my waist, instead. I slipped my hand between my thighs and gently started to rub, gathering my juices with my fingertips, spreading it around the sensitive little nubbin of my clit.
“God, you’re such a pretty, sexy little thing…” he moaned against the crook of my neck as he watched. “As beautiful as you are in your photos, you’re even more incredible in person!”
“You really mean that?” I blushed.
“As if you can’t already tell!” he chucked, rubbing himself a little more forcefully against my ass.
“You’re a boy…” I giggled. “I may still be a virgin… but I know enough not to trust anything that thing says!” I gave him a teasing little shimmy of my hips to accentuate my point.
“First of all, I’m a man, not a boy—a difference you will be learning for yourself very shortly!” he laughed, nipping my earlobe again, and pinching my nipples this time, too, making me squeal! “And secondly… yes, I mean it, kitten! You are, without any doubt, the sexiest, most beautiful little slut I’ve ever seen in my life! You have no idea how relieved I was, when you finally said you wanted me to collar you! Because if you hadn’t… I was seriously considering kidnapping you, to take the choice out of your hands!”
I laughed, as I’m sure he’d intended me to. I trusted him, and knew he’d never hurt me—not in a way I didn’t want him to, I mean! Maybe that was naive, after only knowing each other for two weeks, and this being our first time ever meeting in person. But I didn’t think so. I knew him… really knew him, and not just from our late-night talks. I’d read his stories… windows to his innermost thoughts, written long before he’d ever known I existed. He maybe could have been lying when we talked, trying to seduce and take advantage of me. I didn’t believe that for a second, of course, but he could have been, at least in theory. But there was no way on earth that every single one of his stories was part of some elaborate deception! It wasn’t about the subject matter… we’d talked about that, and I knew he wrote stories mostly about things he specifically wouldn’t do in real life! Incest, and the like… it was the forbidden, taboo nature of those topics that he found interesting to write about, not because he had any desire to actually do those things! But it was the way he wrote about them… the way the men in his stories always had such love and devotion for the girls, no matter what the circumstances. That part… that part, I could tell actually came from him, not just because it made for a hotter story.
“If you’d tried to kidnap me… I’d have let you,” I purred back at him, starting to rub my clitty more intently. “You still could, if you want. You can kidnap me… and rape me, any time you want!”
“Oh, I fully intend to, believe me!” he promised, his voice going even sexier and more growly as he tightened his grip on my titties. “But not just yet. Today, you’re going to be my eager and enthusiastic little slut! Aren’t you, kitten?”
“Yes, sir!” I moaned from the pressure in my breasts, my eyelids fluttering in pleasure as I leaned my head back against his chest, speeding up my masturbation even more. “I want it so much! You can do anything you want to me… I’ll do anything you say!”
“Good girl!” he praised… and began sucking on my earlobe.
Oh, God… that was amazing! I’d thought having him nip it with his teeth had been good… but this was something else entirely! I reached down with my other hand… I began frigging myself, my ring and middle fingers thrusting in and out, while the fingertips of my other hand vibrated back and forth across my clitty! He squeezed and kneaded my titties, moaning appreciatively, staring at what I was doing to myself in the mirror as he continued to suck…
It seems my fingers still worked after all.
“Please, sir!” I begged, just the way I knew he liked, from when we’d played together on the phone. “Please can I cum?”
“Do it, you little whore!” he growled, his breath not and humid in my ear. “Cum for Daddy! Show me what a good little slut you are!”
“Oh… oh, I’m cummiiiiing!” I wailed, shaking in his arms, my hips jerking reflexively, pounding myself forward onto my fingers. On and on it went… and the entire time he was crushing my titties in his big, strong hands, murmuring into my ear, telling me what a good, obedient little slut I was!
I finally petered out, panting heavily as I leaned back against his chest, relying on his grip on me to help hold me up while I waited for the strength to return to my legs.
“Daddy?” I asked, smiling weakly as I met his eyes in the mirror.
“Too much?” he asked, grinning happily as he softly kissed my cheek. “I know you’re… conflicted, about my incest stories.”
“Not conflicted,” I denied, drowsily shaking my head. “I would never do real incest, any more than you would. But play incest, with you…” I bashfully bit my lip. “I love being your dirty little girl, Daddy! It’s so, so hot! Knowing my own Daddy wants me so much, that he thinks I’m so sexy… that he just can’t help himself! That he has to just take me! That my Daddy wants to commit incest in my tiny, virgin little teenage kitty!”
“Fuck yes, he does!” he moaned. He spun me around to face him, grabbing me by my butt and lifting me into the air, making me squeak! I threw my arms around his neck to steady myself, wrapping my legs around his waist as he kissed me, deep and passionate, and carried me deeper into his house.
I thought we’d be going to his bedroom, so I was more than a little surprised when we detoured to his dining room instead, and he set me down on his big, solid wood table. Not that I minded, really… he could do me anywhere he wanted to! I just hadn’t been expecting it, was all.
“One sec,” he grinned, seeing the unasked question in my eyes. He stole one last, quick peck from my lips, then disappeared back into the kitchen, leaving me thoroughly confused. He was back in a moment, bearing a small, hinged plastic case, about the size of a hardcover book. He set it down next to me and opened it, and at first I didn’t understand what I was seeing. But then I did, my eyes going so wide it felt like they were about to pop out of my head!
“I love that you’re wearing my collar…” he smiled, pulling a chair over and taking a seat right in front of me. “But nowadays, girls your age treat them like fashion accessories. I’m going to give you a pair of more permanent reminders, that this sexy little body of yours belongs to me, now!”
“Are… are you sure you know what you’re doing?” I gulped, staring down at the piercing kit next to my hip.
“Don’t worry,” he smiled, reassuringly rubbing my thigh through my stockings. “My uncle owns a tattoo shop; this was my part time job, back when I was in college. Nipples are easy… even tiny little cute ones, like yours. This doesn’t even make the list, of the most difficult things I’ve pierced.”
I bit my lip, nodding weakly. I’d never wanted to get my nipples pierced… and I always had my safeword, if I needed it. He’d been absolutely clear about that; collared or not, I could always stop anything he was doing to me, if I needed to! I didn’t have to do this. But… I belonged to him. I wanted to belong to him! If this was what he wanted, that I have permanent reminders of his ownership of me… then that was what I wanted, too!
“Is… is it going to hurt?” I asked, nervously wrapping my arms around my belly.
“Some,” he nodded. “I won’t lie and say it won’t. But it won’t be nearly as bad as you’re probably imagining right now. A sharp pain for a couple of seconds, as the needle goes in, and I put in your rings. A dull throbbing and tenderness, sort of on the same level as a mild sunburn, for a few days to a week. Maybe a little bit longer for you, since the smaller the nipple the less blood supply it has, and the longer it takes to heal. After that, occasional soreness for up to six months, maybe a year, if you catch them on your clothes unexpectedly. Nothing you can’t handle, I promise. If you can’t stand getting your nipples pierced… then you really aren’t going to like it, when I start giving you my cock!”
He winked, and I giggled shyly. He definitely had a point. He wasn’t that much bigger than my toy… but I already knew it was going to hurt, and I was still looking forward to that kind of pain! I was sure I could handle a little bit of discomfort in my nipples, too.
“Can I see them, first?” I asked. “The things you’re going to put in, I mean?”
“Of course,” he smiled, pulling out a pair of shiny, silvery rings are placing them in my hand.
“They’re so pretty…” I said, marvelling at the bright, crystal-blue stones set in the ball portion of the rings.
“Aquamarines,” he explained. “Your birth-stone… and more importantly, almost as pretty a blue as your eyes are.”
I giggled at that, blushing at the compliment and the thoughtfulness as I handed them back. I’d mentioned my birthday just in passing… I hadn’t realized he’d even been paying attention, much less that he was keeping note of it so he could surprise me with my birth-stone! “Is that silver?”
“Titanium,” he shook his head. “Silver’s pretty, but it tarnishes, which is not what you want for something that’s going to be inside you. I was considering gold… but your nipples are such a soft, light pink, I think the titanium suits you better. Plus, titanium only weighs about a quarter of what gold does, so it won’t tug so much, and they’ll end up hurting less. We can always try gold later if you want, after you’ve finished healing.”
“These are perfect!” I smiled down at him from my perch on the table, lovingly stroking my hand against his cheek through his beard. “Thank you, Daddy.”
“My pleasure, kitten,” he smiled back. “Does that mean you’re ready?”
“No!” I laughed, vigorously shaking my head. “But do it anyways… waiting longer isn’t going to make me any more ready than I am now!”
He laughed too… then grabbed my butt, pulling me right to the very edge of the table, spreading my knees to either side of his chest. He leaned forward—and closed his lips around my nipple, sucking hard!
“Is this how you did it at your uncle’s shop?” I gasped, my eyes fluttering as I pulled him tighter against my breast, running my fingers through his hair. Oh, God, that felt good!
“Hardly!” he chuckled, his lips vibrating around my nipple, making me moan. “But I need to get them as erect as possible, before I pierce them. It was either this, or an ice cube… I assumed you’d prefer this.”
“Good call…” I trembled, making him laugh again.
Far too soon, he was done. He pulled away, wiping me with an alcohol swab to remove any trace of saliva and bacteria. It was nearly as bad as an ice cube, as the alcohol evaporated from my sensitive skin… then he was pinching me between what looked almost like a pair of scissors, only with flat round loops on the end, through which the piercing tool was supposed to go. He took his time lining everything up, making sure the piercings would be perfectly horizontal.
“You can close your eyes, if you don’t want to see,” he offered. But I was only going to go through this twice… I owed it to myself to remember the entire thing, even if I didn’t really want to. “Deep breath…”
I gasped… but it was over almost before I knew he’d begun. There was a bit of tugging, as he pushed the ring through and fastened it closed, but he was right; it hadn’t been nearly as bad as I’d been afraid it would be.
“So… what do you think?” he asked, sitting back to look at me, evaluating his work. There was a tiny bit of blood, barely even a drop, which he quickly wiped away with his thumb, before sucking it off with his lips. My eyes widened, watching him do that… but considering the amount of bodily fluids I was still eagerly awaiting letting him pump into me, letting a tiny drop of blood go in the other direction was hardly a big deal.
“I think it’s pretty,” I giggled bashfully, staring proudly down at my newly-decorated right breast. “And… I think I can hardly wait until I finish healing, so you can start sucking on it again!”
He laughed at that, a huge, hot blush rising in my cheeks as he did. He asked if I was ready for the next one, and I agreed that I was. I might have been imagining things, but I’m pretty sure he sucked on me even longer that time. It went just as easily as the last one had. He cleaned me up the same as he had before, again sitting back to examine and appreciate his work.
“Lay back on the table, kitten,” he said.
“You… you aren’t going to pierce me there, are you?” I gasped, my eyes going wide. Doing my nipples was one thing…
“No, no more piercings!” he laughed, closing his kit and pushing it aside on the table. “I just gave you the only two I ever intend to—clit piercings have never really done anything for me. I prefer pussy shaved, but otherwise unadorned… especially when a girl’s blessed with one as tiny and beautiful as yours is! Speaking of which…”
He softly placed his index finger between my breasts, pressing gently backwards, forcing me slowly back to lay down on his table, giggling all the way. I lifted and spread my knees, and he bent his head, starting to kiss!
“Oh, God, Daddy…” I moaned, writhing on the table. He was licking, sucking… stroking his big, strong hands up and down the sensitive backs of my thighs! Being collared, I’d expected to be servicing him… it had never even occurred to me that he might want to do the same to me!
“Like that, do you kitten?” he purred into my delicate, pink little folds.
“Uh hunh!” I gasped, nodding rapidly.
“Mmmm… my little slut has such a lovely, fresh-tasting little pussy!” he praised, making me blush even more than I already was. “You have no idea how much I’ve been looking forward to this! I knew you’d taste good… but you’re even more delicious than you look!”
I tried to thank him for his compliment, but before I could get the words out he focused his attention right onto my clitty, sucking like he was trying to yank it right off my body and into his mouth! I gasped and shook, my back arching and my eyes rolling back in my head, lightning bolts of pleasure robbing the air from my lungs! I writhed, my nails clawing uselessly at the smooth wooden tabletop. I wanted to squeeze my titties! But with my new piercings…
I did it anyways. I was careful, only cupping the underside, making sure not to actually touch my nipples. It still hurt… but after the first little while getting used to it, I found I actually kinda liked it! It was a counterpoint to what Daddy was making me feel; the same as how when I really shoved my toy in deep, and hard, the pain and pleasure would start melding together, becoming something stronger, something I was never able to feel with just the pleasure alone!
It arrived much quicker than my last one. I’d been expecting that—of course Daddy’s mouth was going to feel better than just using my fingers! But the unbelievable speed and force of it still caught me by surprise.
“Please, Daddy!” I gasped. “Please!” Thank God he understood what I meant, because I was having a hell of a time trying to translate thoughts into words!
“Cum for me, baby!” he purred, his hands tightening on the backs of my thighs, pinning me down to the table in preparation. “Feed Daddy that delicious teenage cream!”
“Daddyyyy!” I screamed. Not shrieked, or wailed, or yelled. Outright screamed! Loud and long, until I was completely out of breath. Even then, my mouth still continued to gape, howling silently, desperately. Ten long, endless seconds, my vision greying out at the edges, until self-preservation took over, and my body finally remembered how to breathe again.
On and on the pleasure shocked through me, Daddy doing this thing… he had my poor, defenceless little clitty pulled between his lips, pinching it tightly as he sucked, the very tip of his tongue lashing rapidly up and down, infinitely tormenting my very most sensitive spot! He hadn’t done it like that before… he’d been saving it, until right as I was tumbling over the edge! And he held me there, right at the very peak of my bliss, long past the length of any I’d ever had before!
The crest finally broke, and Daddy gently eased me down, gradually letting off until he was giving me only slow, soft kisses. And when he sat up, pulling me down off the table into his lap, cuddling me tight… I hadn’t even realized I’d been crying, until he began gently kissing the tears from my cheeks.
“Daddy, I—” I began, but he hushed me with a gentle fingertip across my lips.
“You don’t have to say it, kitten. I already know,” he smiled, his eyes taking on a wicked gleam as he continued. “Besides… you’re about to pay me back!”
“I thought you’d never ask!” I giggled, beaming happily, wiping the last of my tears from my eyes. He kissed me, hard…
“We’d better get your shirt off, before I bleed all over it…” I murmured. He laughed, clearly seeing the excuse for what it was. But he didn’t stop me as I began undoing his buttons, taking it off for him and sending it to the floor, stroking my hands over his amazing, hairy chest! He grabbed my butt, lifting me as he stood… and kissed me one last time, before setting me down onto Mom’s borrowed heels, and helping me lower myself to my knees.
I bit my lip, forcing myself to go slow. Undoing his belt, and then the fastenings of his slacks. My fingers were shaking! I could already see his bulge… God, could I ever! But I took my time, trying to commit every moment to memory. I eased his pants down off his hips, and the weight of his belt carried them the rest of the way. I waited until he stepped out of them, caressing his hips, and the front of his thighs. He was wearing tight black boxer-briefs, the outline of it clearly visible now. I slipped my fingertips in under the band, pulling them down ever so slowly… gradually revealing his jet black pubes, the thickness of his base, his huge, heavy-looking balls… inch after inch of his amazing, straining shaft!
He finally popped free, bouncing hypnotically in the air before my face. I let his underwear fall the rest of the way, and took him eagerly into my hands. He felt so hot… and his skin was so soft! I leaned in, softly kissing his tip as my hands began to roam. Feeling his size, and heft… reaching down, carefully exploring his balls, bouncing them playfully in my hand! He was so thick… and he looked even bigger, as I wrapped him in my delicate little hands, one above the other and with plenty left uncovered, my fingers not even coming close to reaching my thumbs on the other side of his shaft!
I started to stroke, sliding my hands up and down over his skin… but I guess that was wrong, because he reached down, guiding me into tightening my grip. I looked up at him, uncertain—but he was smiling encouragingly, nodding for me to continue. I tried again, and this time it was his skin that moved, sliding up and down over the steely hardness within. That was so freaking weird! I mean… how did that even work? Wasn’t the skin supposed to be, like… attached, or something? But… whatever was going on inside there, he sure did seem to like it, moaning appreciatively, and twirling his fingers into my cute, little-girl pigtails. I was such a dirty little girl! Down on my knees, submissively servicing my daddy’s huge, amazing cock! A shiver of pleasure ran down my spine at the thought, as I opened my mouth, and welcomed him inside.
I… couldn’t take much. I’d been practicing on my dildos, ever since I’d seen how big he was, trying to prepare myself… but I wasn’t very good at it yet. I could manage about half an inch past the base of his head, but anything more than that and I immediately started to gag, feeling like I was going to throw up! Not something I was willing to risk, especially not on our first time! Thankfully, he seemed to understand, letting me go at my own pace and depth. He pulled a little on my pigtails… but I actually really liked that! He wasn’t doing it hard enough to choke me, or anything… only enough to let me know how much he enjoyed what I was doing to him. Best of all, though… best of all were his eyes! I was staring up at him in unabashed adoration… and he was staring back at me with such intense desire, and need… such ferocious, possessive ownership of me! God… I felt like he was going to make me cum for him again, just from the way he was looking at me!
I sucked and slurped as best as I knew how, stroking him with my hands, swishing my tongue against what girlfriends at school said was the very most sensitive part, on the underside right at the base of his crown. I didn’t really trust them to know what they were talking about… but in this instance, at least, it seems they were right! He was moaning and groaning, reflexively thrusting him hips… gently fucking my eager, slutty little teenage mouth!
I was surprised, worried… and more than a little bit hurt, when he pulled away. I wanted to make him cum! Was I doing that bad? Was he giving up on me?
“Don’t worry, kitten…” he chuckled, softly stroking my cheek with his palm as he sat back down in his chair again. “You’ll be getting plenty of chances to swallow my cum! But I haven’t gotten off in three fucking days, storing it up for you! This first load, is going to fill that beautiful, virgin little pussy of yours so much, it’s going to come leaking out your ears! Now… climb on up here, and show me how good you can ride Daddy’s cock!”
I gasped, my eyes going wide. He… he’d faked it, when we’d been on the phone together the last few nights? Boys weren’t supposed to do that! I felt like I’d been cheated! But at the same time… I could see the happy, excited gleam in his eyes. He obviously hadn’t done it to deceive me… only so he could treat me to an unexpected surprise! And three whole days worth of Daddy’s hot, potent cum, stored up and waiting for me, ready to fill my unprotected, fertile teenage womb…
“Yes, Daddy!” I moaned in excitement, putting my hands on his knees to push myself up, still unsteady in my stolen heels. I needn’t have bothered; he was every bit as eager for it as I was, grabbing me under my armpits, and lifting me bodily to my feet!
I bit my lip, swaying my hips in what I hoped was a seductive way, as I stepped forward, straddling his thighs, my sexy little skirt still bunched up around my waist. I put one hand on his shoulder, helping to support myself, my other on his cock as I lowered myself down, guiding him into position between my wet, leaking little lips. Rubbing him up and down, coaxing myself open for him… covering his crown with my sticky, slippery juices!
This was the moment… it was really about to happen! I was finally going to lose my virginity… and I was going to do it with the most amazing, perfect cock—and the most amazing, perfect man, I ever could have dreamed!
I whimpered as it went in. God, he was thick! But it hurt so, so good… and I had more than enough lubrication, that was for sure! I continued lowering myself, going slow, but never entirely stopping, just like I did it with my toy; letting myself enjoy the painful, burning stretch! I was panting heavily, his big, strong hands tenderly caressing my skinny little hips. I wanted it to last forever… but I had to content myself with memorizing every exquisite, aching moment, as I gave him my virginity, impaling myself on his cock… making myself his!
I finally bottomed out, my firm, round little butt squishing hotly against his thighs. I could hardly believe I’d done it! That entire huge, thick cock, all the way up inside me, further than even my biggest toy had ever been able to reach!
“You okay there, kitten?” he asked, lovingly stroking my cheek.
“Uh hunh!” I nodded… and he laughed, seeing right through my feeble attempt at deception.
“How about we give you a little time to get used to it, even so?” he offered. And before I could respond, he started kissing me again. Softly, and gently this time, his hands stroking slowly up and down my sides.
I trembled, leaning forward into his kiss—and squeaked in shock and pain, jerking back as my sore, freshly-pierced nipples made contact with his chest!
“Oh, kitten…” he winced in sympathy.
“It… it’s okay,” I gulped, trying to reassert control of myself. “It just… took me by surprise, is all. I… I was enjoying having your cock in me so much, I kinda forgot about my nipples for a minute.”
I could tell he didn’t quite believe me. But he didn’t try to stop me as I leaned forward again, more carefully this time, resuming our kiss. It still hurt… but as long as I was careful that it was just a slow, gentle press, rather than the sliding, rubbing motion I’d accidentally subjected myself to before, it wasn’t too bad. More of a low, throbbing burn, rather than the sharp, stabby agony I’d felt the first time. It was still much more intense than what I’d done to myself earlier, when I’d been squeezing my boobs but avoiding my nipples themselves. But just like before… it was actually kinda enjoyable, once I got used to it! And feeling his thick, soft forest of chest hair tickling the extra-sensitive flesh of my breasts… if I didn’t have the feeling of his cock inside me to compare it to, I’d have said that was just about the best thing ever!
I started rolling my hips, grinding my clitty into his pubes. It wasn’t on purpose… I didn’t even realize I was doing it, at first! It just felt so good, so natural, with his huge, thick cock buried deep up inside me… it was like my body knew just what to do, without even waiting for my brain to get itself involved! But once his hands travelled down from my hips, finding their way onto my butt, and he started squeezing, and kneading, making me moan into his mouth… rocking was no longer enough. I leaned back a little, regretfully removing my nipples from contact with his chest… and I started to bounce.
“God, baby… just like that!” he moaned, his hands tightening on my butt, helping lift me up and down. “Fuck yourself on Daddy’s cock!”
“Oh, yes Daddy! Yes!” I squealed, my eyes rolling back in my head. “I love it! I love your cock in me so much! I’m yours, Daddy! I’m yours! You own me! You own this tiny little teenage cunt!”
“Naughty little girl!” he grinned as he growled, spanking my ass, making me yelp, my tight little pussy clenching around his shaft in response! “Using such naughty language like that!”
“Sorry, Daddy!” I whimpered. “But your cock feels so, so good! Do you like it too, Daddy? Do you like having your daughter’s tiny little virgin cunny, wrapped around your huge, thick Daddy cock?”
“I fucking love it, baby!” he groaned. “I fucking love this hot, tight, wet little teenage cunt!” He laughed as he spanked me again, and again I yelped. “But such a dirty word should never come out of such a pretty little mouth!”
“Okay, Daddy…” I moaned. “I promise, I won’t say it again! You just promise you’ll keep fucking my… my kitty, Daddy! And I promise I’ll do anything you say!”
“You’ve got yourself a deal, kitten!” he grinned. And then, he slid his hands up from my butt, up my sides… onto my breasts!
I squealed, my back arching, my thighs going into overdrive as my body started bouncing itself violently up and down his shaft! It wasn’t like when I’d touched myself before… he’d taken my entire breasts fully into his hands, my super-sensitive, pierced little nipples pressed firmly into the center of his palms, as his big, strong hands squeezed into the flesh of my tits!
My brain was short-circuiting! Pleasure, pain… I could no longer tell where one ended, and the other began! I just knew I never, never wanted it to stop! I threw myself onto him, as hard as I could go. His powerful, penetrating cock, pounding relentlessly against my innermost wall!
Then… I started to feel it. The huge, rising tide. Only wider, and deeper… so much more profound than I’d ever felt it before! It was heat, and pressure… and a yearning, unbearable need! Like my insides were turning all to liquid, and somebody had broken the valve, filling me up with more than my body could hold! More, and more, and more… until I just couldn’t take any more, and I was ready to explode!
“Please, Daddy! Please!” I begged. “Please can I cum?”
“Count down fifty more bounces, you little slut!” he demanded. “You can cum when you reach zero. And don’t you dare cum early, or I’m going to pull it out, and shove it up this sweet little ass of yours, instead!”
My eyes went wide… the shock of his words nearly made me lose control, and cum right then and there! Thank God I was able to resist! He knew I wasn’t ready to try that with him yet… but of course, that was why it was such an effective threat! “Fifty! Forty-nine! Forty-eight!” I began counting down, wincing my eyes closed, putting everything I had into the effort of holding back, as I bounced myself violently up and down on his cock! And Daddy… Daddy started squeezing even harder on my poor, abused little titties, until I could barely even make the words come out over the sounds of my whimpers!
“Zeroooo!” I screamed, the orgasm crashing free the moment the word left my tongue. “Zero, Daddy! Zero!”
“Good girl, baby!” Daddy praised, groaning at the sudden tightness as I clamped down around his cock. “Such a good, good little girl! Cum for me, baby! Make that pretty little pussy cum on Daddy’s cock!”
Like he really had to tell me to do that! Oh, God… And I thought the one he’d given me with his mouth had been good! This… this was worlds beyond anything I’d ever felt! Beyond anything I’d dreamed might even be possible! I screamed, and screamed, and screamed, my sharp little nails digging deep furrows into Daddy’s shoulders. It just wouldn’t let up! Wave after wave of indescribable pleasure, racing through me, setting each and every nerve on fire! My vision went blurry, and it took me several long, frightening seconds to realize it was because I was crying. Huge, heavy tears of pleasure, pain, and joy, cascading hotly down my cheeks, as I pounded myself endlessly, relentlessly up and down on Daddy’s incredible, miracle cock!
It seemed to take most of forever… but the crest finally broke. And I didn’t understand what was happening, still too blown away by what he’d just done to me. Daddy was standing, lifting me. He pulled me off of him, leaving me empty and whimpering, fumbling weakly and uncomprehending for his cock, understanding nothing but that I needed it back inside of me! Willing to do anything, absolutely anything, to make that happen! Then he was turning me around, bending me over the table. He was inside me again! Oh, thank God! I whimpered with relief. But then he was grabbing me by my hips, driving the very air from my lungs—in agony, or ecstasy, even I wasn’t sure which—as he thrust as deep and hard as he could go!
“Take it, you little whore!” he growled. “Take this fucking cock!”
“Oh, God…” I moaned, barely able to summon the strength to lift my chest, to keep my nipples from rubbing against the table as the incredible force of his thrusts began bouncing me back and forth. It was just like the story he’s written for me—he was rag-dolling me on his cock, pounding me violently, relentlessly… using my exhausted, helpless young body like his own personal playground, a living sex-doll, good for nothing but servicing his own pleasure…
And I fucking loved it!
On and on he had his way with me; spanking my ass, squeezing my titties, pulling on my pigtails like a pair of handles. I loved it all! He made me cum twice more, each every bit as incredible as the last. The first time, I had to recite the alphabet backwards before I was allowed. And the second… he made me sing the ‘I’m a little teapot’ song. It was so embarrassing! But somehow… that only added to my arousal even more! And the fact that it was such a childish little song… it made me feel like I was just a little girl, much, much younger than I actually was! The guilt of that… and the arousal that accompanied it! I didn’t dare look too closely at how that made me feel. Not yet, not while I still had his cock pounding away inside me, building up the wave, threatening to send me crashing over the edge once again.
“Please, Daddy!” I gasped, terrified (and excited!) as I wondered what new torture he’d come up with for me to do this time. “Please can I cum?”
“Not this time, kitten! I’m getting too close!” he groaned. “I want you to wait, and only do it when you feel me cumming in you!”
“I… I’ll try, Daddy,” I gulped, my eyes going wide. “Is… is there anything I can do to help? To get you there faster?”
“This perfect little pussy’s already doing wonders, baby!” he chuckled, lovingly caressing my ass. “It won’t be long now. But if you really can’t wait… let me hear you beg! Tell me how much you want it, like you do when we’re on the phone!”
“Please, Daddy!” I moaned, literally trembling with barely-restrained desire. “I want it so bad! I want you… I need you, to cum in me! I want you to claim me, Daddy! Claim this naughty, slutty little kitty, and make it yours! Yours forever, and ever, and ever! No other boy will ever have me, Daddy! Not after you claim me with your cum, and make me yours! Please, Daddy! Pleeeease! Please, claim me with your cum! I… I want you to breed me, Daddy! I want you to put your baby in me! Please, Daddy… I’ll do anything you want! Please just give me your cum!”
“Oh… oh God…” he groaned, his fingers digging deeply into the soft, spanking-tenderized flesh of my ass. “Oh, take it, you little slut! Take my fucking cum!”
“Daddyyyy!” I screamed, my eyes going wide as he rammed himself inside me, the deepest and hardest he’d done yet, my orgasm tearing through me like a hurricane! I could feel it! I could feel his huge, thick cock pulsing inside me, jet after jet of hot, liquid lust shooting into my depths! Filling my pussy… filling my womb! Millions upon millions of his strong, potent spermies, wriggling their way deeper and deeper inside of me, hunting down my vulnerable teenage eggs!
On and on it went, long after Daddy had already finished unloading himself in me. He was unsteady on his feet, clutching desperately at my pert little butt, moaning and groaning as the constant, rhythmic clenching of my kitty tortured his extra-sensitive, post-orgasmic cock. It felt like it was never going to end! Every time I thought it might… I’d think of Daddy’s hot, thick cum oozing inside me, his sperm racing into my depths, finding my egg, impregnating me with Daddy’s baby… and it would start right back up again, as powerful as ever!
By the time it finally broke for real, and I started slowly coming down again, I was whimpering with relief. Daddy pulled me up from the table, careful of my sore breasts, and sat back down on his chair again, cuddling me in his lap, my poor, sore little pussy still fully impaled on his cock.
“Are you okay, kitten?” he cooed, softly kissing my neck, and my cheek. His hands were caressing my hips, my waist… twitching upwards. I could tell he wanted to fondle my titties again… and I wanted that, too! But he must have been worried it would hurt me too much, now that I no longer had the joy of having sex with him to distract me from the pain.
“I’m amazing…” I purred in utter, exhausted contentment, leaning weakly back against his chest, resting my head on his shoulder.
“Yes… yes you are!” he chuckled, kissing my cheek again.
“No! I mean… ugh!” I rolled my eyes, swatting his thigh with my hand. “You know what I meant!”
“I do,” he admitted. “But just for the record… you are amazing! You are absolutely incredible!”
“Do you really mean that, Daddy?” I asked, blushing bashfully. “You aren’t just saying that? You know this was my first time… I’m sure I can get better at it, with practice, if you tell me what you want me to do…”
“Baby…” he sighed, slowly shaking his head. “You are, without any room for doubt, the most amazing, the most eager, the most perfect little fuck I’ve ever had in my life! Most girls… well, let’s just say my size has been an issue, in the past. But you… you actually enjoy it, when I hurt you with my cock! It’s a good thing you’ve already agreed to be mine! I may have just been teasing about it, earlier… but if you try getting away from me now, after you’ve addicted me to this phenomenal little body of yours… I may have to kidnap you for real, and chain you to my bed!”
“So… you are planning to do me in your bed, at some point?” I giggled, my blush growing to truly epic proportions after all the amazing compliments he was giving me!
“Kitten… I fully intend on fucking you on every single horizontal surface in this house!” he laughed. “And up against most of the vertical ones, too, for good measure!”
“Sounds like a plan to me!” I agreed. “Although… I think I might have to draw the line at doing me on your stove. I’d probably flail my hands against the knobs the first time you made me cum, and end up getting burn marks on my butt!”
“Well, we certainly can’t have that!” he laughed again. “This cute little ass of yours is absolutely perfect, just the way it is!” His hand trailed downwards, pinching me, and making me squeak!
I giggled, squirming happily in his arms, making both of us moan at the way it made his cock move inside me.
“How long do I have you today, kitten?” he asked with another kiss to my cheek.
“That depends,” I bit my lip, sudden butterflies taking flight inside my belly. “I told my parents I was studying at a friend’s, and I need to go back over to her place to change into my normal clothes before I can go home. So with buses, and everything, I probably need to leave here no later than eight or so. But…” I trailed off, unable to make myself say the words.
“What is it, sweetie?” he kissed me again.
“I…” I gulped. “I could text that she invited me for a sleepover. If… if you want me to, that is.”
“Sweetie…” he put his fingers under my chin, gently turning me, until I was twisted around enough we could look each other in the eyes. “Of course I want that! Do… do you not want to stay with me tonight?”
“Of course I do!” I gasped, hurt that he could think that, even for a moment! “I just…” I bit my lip, bashfully lowering my eyes. “I’m yours, Daddy. You can do anything you want to me! But… I didn’t want to assume…”
“Well, then…” he said, gently lifting my chin until I was looking at him again. “Let’s clarify some things, shall we?” He leaned in, kissing me softly, sweetly on my lips. “You are mine, kitten! And yes, that means you are my eager little fuck-puppet, any time I want, just like you have been today! But that isn’t all it means. If you’re ‘mine’… that means you’re my responsibility! It’s your job to do what I say, when I say it. It’s your job to use this incredible, sexy little body of yours to pleasure my cock, any time, and any way that I want! And it’s my job, to make sure you are happy, and safe, and that all your needs are being met. It’s my job… to make sure you know that you are loved!”
“Loved?” I gasped, my heart stopping in my chest.
“I know… it’s probably still too soon for me to be saying that. But—mmph!”
He didn’t say anything more, after that. He couldn’t… not while I was busy counting his molars with my tongue!
We finally, slowly broke our kiss, panting heavily from the exertion.
“I love you too, Daddy!” I purred, softly stroking my hand against his beard. “I love you so, so much!” He was right… it was probably still far, far too soon for either of us to be saying those words to each other. But… that didn’t mean they weren’t true!
“You’d better!” he teased, nipping playfully at my lower lip, making me giggle and squirm. But then, he suddenly grew more serious. He slid his hand to my skinny little belly, gently rubbing, right over top of where his thick, gooey cum was pooled inside my womb. “Do we need to talk about this, kitten?” he asked. “I know this is what you wanted… that it was your biggest fantasy to have me do it to you when you were at your most fertile, and not on birth control. To imagine me knocking you up, and putting my baby in you. But it’s one thing to dream about it… it’s something else to actually live with the consequences. It isn’t too late for us to get you a morning after pill, if you’re reconsidering. We can always try again later, once we’ve been together longer, and you’re sure you’re actually ready.”
I bit my lip, putting my hand on top of his.
“You’re right, that it was mostly just a fantasy, when we were talking about it on the phone. But now, after actually being with you…” I shook my head, smiling happily. “My mind’s made up, Daddy. I don’t need any more time. I’ve always wanted to be a mommy… and you’re the only man I could ever want to be with. So whether you knock me up today, or tomorrow, or a year from now… all that matters to me is that we’re together. I don’t want to take a pill. Not unless you say you want me to.”
“Kitten… I’ve spent forty-seven years on this planet, searching for a girl like you!” he grinned, twirling his finger into my now rather messy pigtail, making me giggle. “I’m not waiting one more day than I have to!”
“Good!” I grinned, kissing him again, hard… but then I sighed into his lips. “But now that we have that part sorted out… I just have to figure out how on earth I’m going to tell my parents about you!”
“Reconsidering the kidnapping option?” he teased.
“Don’t tempt me!” I laughed, shaking my head. “They’re totally going to freak!”
“With good reason,” he sighed. “If our daughter ever tries dating somebody nearly thirty years older than her… I don’t even know what I’ll do!”
“I like the sound of that… ‘our daughter’,” I giggled, and he kissed me again, squeezing me in his arms.
“Will you be there, when I tell them?” I nervously asked. “If I tell them I have a boyfriend now, and I invite you over for dinner at our place, so they can meet you? They’re going to freak out no matter what… but at least if they can meet you in person, and see what a good man you are… maybe that will make them freak out a little bit less, than if I just tried to tell them about you.”
“Worth a try, I suppose…” he smirked, shrugging his shoulders. “Your dad doesn’t have any guns in the house, does he?”
“No, no guns,” I giggled again. “But Mom’s the one you have to look out for. Especially if she gets her hands on a shoe!”
He laughed, and we started kissing again. And I guess I may have gotten just a little bit too carried away, twisting around enough in his lap that his half-softened cock was finally able to slip out of me. But that was okay… I’d read enough of his stories to know exactly what he wanted me to do! I slipped down onto my knees, leaning in… and began kissing him there, instead, cleaning him with my lips and tongue! He moaned in pleasure, twirling his fingers into my pigtails, pulling me closer. I sucked him into my mouth… I still couldn’t take even half of him, but I was able to manage quite a bit more than I had when he’d been hard!
I knew it was crazy, what we were doing. And I dreaded having to tell my mom and dad! But… I loved him! Crazy or not, it was true. He was everything I’d never even known I needed! We were going to build a life together. Me, and Daddy… and as many babies as he would allow me to have!