Just Little Me

I was wandering around the living room after my shower, wrapped up in a towel, putting the last bits of the birthday scene away. Kids gone away to a slumber party…finally some peace and quiet. Maybe I’ll read a little before…

Suddenly a big hand tight around my throat, arching my jaw up so I couldn’t speak. Towel ripped away. Gruff voice. “You know you shouldn’t wander around in your living room naked while the curtains are open.” FUCK! I struggled against him, my mouth held shut still. All I could do was claw at his hand and futilely kick behind me as he deftly avoided my feet.

“Now, let’s not play like that. I know you want it. You wanted the whole neighborhood to see, right?” He dragged me here and there by my throat as I gasped for breath, bent over the ottoman as he fingered me, face pressed into the leather. “Ah, I was right,” the voice said, meditatively. “This will be easier than I thought.”

He flipped me over on the couch, right under the big lamp, as I kicked at him. “Get off me, fucker!” I squealed. He chuckled. “You are so right, baby. I am a fucker.” With that he speared in, long and big, one push. I was mostly wet but not sopping. It hurt a little and I balled up my fists, struggling with my hips still.

“Get off me, I’ll fight you!” I warned. He stayed pressed inside, leaning into me as I struggled.”Fight me with what? Your new manicure? I don’t think so.” He expertly grabbed both my wrists in one hand and tossed my leg up on his shoulder. Now he began fucking. Deep, fast, long strokes. I yelped. Now shallow strokes and long. My eyes rolled back in my head, involuntarily. We could both hear my pussy now, plain as day.

“That’s it, pussy doesn’t lie does it?” He was clearly smug. One hand on my wrists still, he leaned forward and grabbed my throat again. “You’re going to cum on my cock.” My eyes widened. He shifted his angle. FUCK! There it was. 

“Cum…”(thrust)…on…(thrust)…my…(thrust)…cock. NOW!” I couldn’t speak, my eyes bulged, everything curled inside and I screamed inwardly, spasming so tight I thought my bones would crush him. Then the floating and I dimly heard a relieved “Fuck yeah, baby, so hot” as he continued to pound me. Limp underneath him now, both hands pulling onto my hips, my pussy open and excited.

“Look at me.” I pulled my eyes back to his, trying to focus. “I’m going to cum in you.” Weakly I nodded and automatically reached down to my swollen clit. “Same time. Do it,” he encouraged. Short, tight strokes…right there…I stared at him, nodding, nodding…then finally screamed aloud and clamped on him as he came deep in me, grunting and panting, collapsing and rolling onto the couch together.

We panted as he held me close against him, one hand behind my neck as he kissed my forehead. I grabbed his arm and squeezed, wrapping one leg around his waist. His heartbeat was rapid under my ear as he raised my eyes to his. “Fuck, baby,” he breathed. “You’re incredible. So hot, so sexy. You came so hard for me.” Gentle kisses now all over my face. “You ok?”

I nodded, eyes bright. “Yeah,” I rasped out. We both giggled at my voice. “You sent me over the edge! And I never heard you come up behind me.” He gave a sheepish grin. “I was in the garage taking out the trash and saw you in the side window. Something just came over me. Must have been these sexy legs.” He tickled the back of my knee and I squealed, then kissed him. Suddenly it was all gentle, mouths and tongues brushing softly, breath mixing with moans.

I pulled away and looked him close in the eyes. “I needed you. Thank you.”

He nodded. “I know, baby. I sensed it. You’re much more than the world’s greatest mom, you know?”

Mine.

The multitude of ways in which I will make our moments memorable will boggle your mind in the aftermath.

Was he really touching me like that, so tenderly, so affectionately, just a handful of minutes after he was feeding me his cock so boldly, so wickedly, on the balcony?

Yes.

Mine.

The multitude of ways in which I will make our moments memorable will boggle your mind in the aftermath.

Was he really touching me like that, so tenderly, so affectionately, just a handful of minutes after he was feeding me his cock so boldly, so wickedly, on the balcony?

Yes.

I was a good little diaper girl for Daddy and cleaned the bathroom today!

☁️*scrub-a-dub-dub*💦

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I say to her as I stroke her cheek. She’s all done up for me tonight. Straight hair, short skirt, and eyes to kill. The house, too, is immaculate, sparkling clean with gleaming tile floors. She sits before me now on her knees, staring up at me.

“My little thing has been such a good girl today. I think this one deserves a reward.”

She nods excitedly, her smile beaming up at me.

“Want a treat?” I ask, taking a chocolate button out from my pocket. Her eyes grow big as she bounces up and down in her position.

“So cute. Go get it!” I throw the small chocolate a few yards away and stare at her ass bouncing with each step as she crawls over to her reward. While she heads for the snack, I silently unbutton my pants, my 8 inch cock springing out of my fly. I take a few steps towards her while she nibbles the candy, unaware.

That’s when I grab her, forcing her head to the floor.

“DADDY!” she stammers, slipping. I’m behind her in an instant, rubbing my spit into her asshole.

“Daddy, no!” Says she, complaining in a doggy style position. “You said I was good!”

“Yes, little girl. You were good. Now here’s your real reward. Spread your cheeks.”

She immediately obeys, parting her soft little ass cheeks. She’s so beautiful. I stick my index finger up her ass and begin to fuck her with it. Squirming in torment, my prey pouts on the floor.

“Ugh… Daddy please. I don’t want it there.”

“Shut up little girl. You put a lot of effort into pleasing me today. You don’t want to stop now, do you?”

“Nooo… Daddy…” She manages to whisper as my pace quickens, sodomizing her with a second finger.

“You do this, and you’ll get ice cream AND a new toy!”

“Ugh… Really… Daddy?” She says.

“Yes little girl.” I pull my fingers out with a pop, and she desperately tries to cover her gaping ass. In a flash, I grab her wrists and guide them to her cheeks. “I didn’t tell you to stop spreading, slut.” A firm slap on her ass reminds her, and she holds herself open for me without another word.

Reaching for the bottle of lube from the table, I begin to rub it on my cock. Some days, I use nothing more than spit and force. But today, she’s been good. I line myself up at the entrance to her hole. Pushing only slightly, I make sure one hand is over her mouth before I plunge into her depths. She yelps in pain and surprise and begins to cry. I don’t stop for a second until my cock is as deep as I can get it inside of her asshole. She shudders, my cock stretching her out uncomfortably.

“Mmmmm mm mm!” She mumbles, my hand preventing her from speech.

“Not another word. You’re my bitch now. Act like it.”

She relaxes, laying her head down and pushing her ass into me. I can fuck her harder this way. We’ve done this dance a thousand times, and she knows what to do to make me cum.

That’s when I really give it to her. Grabbing her hips, I pound my cock into her, enjoying every little yelp, every half-scream that escapes her lips. She knows she’s mine, and I can and will do whatever I want to her body. I know I’m hurting her when she clenches up, but I keep going. She’s so tight. And I can’t last much longer.

Grabbing a handful of her hair I pull her backwards towards my hips, my cock hardening inside her as I start to cum. She screams, but I barely hear it. I’m in ecstasy, my brain completely overtaken by pleasure. A few more thrusts, each one audibly bruising her ass cheeks as my hips slam into them.

“TAKE IT SLUT!” I cry out, biting down on her neck and filling her ass with my cum as she moans. The floor is soaked, and she lays there shaking, milking the last few drops of cum out of me.

I collapse on top of her, kissing her neck in the spot where I bit her.

“Good girl,” I whisper in her ear, pulling out slowly from her sore ass.

“Uhhhhh…” She sighs as I exit. She continues to shake, laying in a pool of her own cum, and mine. Used.

“Good. Girl,” I say once more, stroking her head and smiling.