by Izzy Slam
“You want me to dress like this?” I held the phone up for him, and he nodded.
“Dressed like that and letting me defile your body however I wish.”
My pussy throbbed. I licked my lips, casually glancing between his legs again. I could see his cock twitch slightly underneath his suit pants. But then he leaned down over me, pressing his hands into the armrests as the bottom edge of his tie brushed the crotch of my jeans.
“You are so fucking sexy, Valerie. For one night, I want you to be daddy’s girl. Let me make you feel like a cherished little slut while making you cum over, and over, and over again. And in return, you can get your degree in half the time.”
Daddy’s girl…
My body nearly started trembling. His eyes searched me with hunger. I could smell his desire, and I could feel my own desire pooling between my legs. Jesus, why was that making me so wet? It should disgust me, but it didn’t.
Oh fuck. I wanted to be daddy’s girl and his little slut.
“I … I guess that sounds easy enough.”
“It will be easy, Valerie. But I can assure you that you’ll earn every penny that goes towards your tuition.”
I sank my teeth into my lower lip as I stared at his mouth, imagining him licking my pussy and kissing my titties. And that fantasy came to a screeching halt.
“Wait. What about my mom?”
“What about her?” he asked, standing up and leaning on the desk again.
“Isn’t that, I don’t know, cheating?”
“We’re not exclusive. And she’s well aware of my proclivities.”
“Oookay,” I muttered. I still didn’t think she’d approve, but I didn’t want to think about that right now.
He lifted a business card off his desk and passed it to me, then pulled the pen from his ear. “Write your number down for me. I’ll send you the details later this evening.”
I scribbled my phone number down on the card and gave it back to him, wondering what in the crazy hell I’d just gotten myself into.
***
I pulled into William’s driveway, half expecting a gated entrance. But his large, three-story home was well hidden by a row of closely grown and nicely pruned junipers.
I checked my reflection in the mirror. With light pink lip gloss and two blond ponytails, I had that whole school girl look going on that William liked so much. He had also sent me to this store to pick up an outfit he had preselected for the evening. It was pretty sexy, to say the least. The skirt was short and plaid, but the shirt, well, let’s just say it was more of a bra with a collar that showed every bit of my cleavage. He’d also selected some white, lacy knee socks and a simple pair of flats. And lastly, my daddy for the night had insisted I not wear panties. That, I had expected.
I never would have thought my mom would let me do something like this. But when I told her about William’s proposal, I conveniently left out the part about him paying for my college classes. I knew she wouldn’t go for that. She did, however, confirm that they weren’t exclusive and said that I needed to sow my wild oats. So, here I am, sowing. My mom has always been really open like that.
I got out of my car and pulled down my miniskirt as it was barely covering my ass. I was sure that William would love it, even though I was feeling a little self-conscious. But when he greeted me outside on the front porch and licked his lips hungrily, I felt that sizzle under my skin that made my self-consciousness melt into instant horniness.
“Goddamn, girl. You look sexier than I imagined.”
I smiled and walked up the steps, and he held out his hand like a perfect gentleman. “Thank you. You look nice, too.”
And he did. Wearing a dark gray business suit with a tie and all the works, he definitely had the professional billionaire thing nailed. I guess it was easy when you were a professional billionaire.
“Thank you.” He put his hands on my waist and spun me around in a slow circle. “Fuck,” he added, muttering under his breath.
I bit back a giggle, feeling sexier by the minute. He led me inside his house, making his way to the kitchen, holding my hand the whole way. It made me feel desirable and caused all these excited butterflies to swarm through me.
“Why don’t you have a seat there, and I’ll make you something to drink.” He nodded to a barstool and I sat down, crossing my legs as he walked towards the fridge.
I expected him to fix me a mixed drink, though I don’t know why since I wasn’t old enough to drink. But what he ended up making was so much better. He set a root beer float in front of me with a candy cane straw.
“Good girls get ice cream with their soda,” he said with a mischievous smirk.
“Thank you,” I said, taking a sip and instantly feeling the sugar rush. “What do bad girls get?”
“Spankings, of course. Especially when they forget to say ‘thank you, daddy.’”
My pussy clenched. “Sorry. I mean, thank you, daddy.” Saying that word made heat ripple across my skin, and William let out a soft groan. It was obvious he liked hearing that word.
“You’re welcome. Don’t worry. I won’t spank you for that, not tonight.”
I squirmed in my seat. “I thought this was a one-night deal?”
William shrugged his shoulders and looked at my mostly exposed breasts with so much lust, I actually felt my nipples tingle. “It is. But you never know. We may want more than just one night.”
I sucked down more of the root beer float, so fast that I gave myself an ice cream headache. I scrunched my face and threw my hand to the side of my head and William walked my way.
“This is why you need a daddy,” he said, pulling my hand down and cupping my face. He then tilted my head up and leaned down, pressing his lips to mine in a sensual kiss that lit me on fire.
No more ice cream headache at all.
His tongue searched my mouth, making me tingle all over. His hands ran down the sides of my arms before softly cupping my breasts. I let out a moan as he slid over my nipples.
“You’re my baby girl tonight. And daddy is going to make sure you have a good time at this sleepover.”
“I like the way you think, daddy,” I purred, sliding the flat of my palms up the inside of his suit jacket. I couldn’t wait to feel his body next to mine.
But then his hands went around my waist, and he ended up lifting me off the stool and setting me down on the bar. I hissed as the cold bit into my flesh, but daddy just smirked. I didn’t know what to expect at that point, but his hands untied the bottom of my teeny shirt and he ripped it open, forcefully exposing my pert B-cup breasts.
His eyes roamed over them hungrily, and he lifted the straw out of the root beer float, holding his hand over the top of the straw to create a vacuum. When he dragged the bottom of the straw over my breasts, he moved his finger aside, letting half melted ice cream drizzle down my hard little bumps.
“Baby girl’s messy titties need to be cleaned, don’t they?”
“Yes, they do, daddy.” I nodded emphatically and snaked my fingers through his dark hair as he began licking the ice cream off my tender nipples. He pulled them past his lips and sucked softly while flicking his tongue back and forth. I groaned and arched my back, imagining that tongue doing naughty things just like that between my legs.
“Fuck,” he said, pausing long enough to roll the pads of his fingers over my buds as he watched them pucker up even tighter than they were. “I had thought that I would be able to hold off for a little while, enjoy watching you prance around my house in this sinfully delicious outfit. But my cock is leaking, and I just don’t think I can wait to be inside one of my princess’s holes.”
I pressed my palms to his cheeks, feeling his stubble lightly graze my flesh, and I looked him right in the eyes. “I’ve had a long day at school. And all I’ve thought about is coming home to my daddy so he can fuck me like a good daddy should.”
His eyes closed as he let out a low growl, tightening his grip around my tits. “Fuck, baby. I’m going t
o grab those ponytails of yours and fuck you so good. But not before taking care of my little princess first.”
I leaned back as he lifted the lower hem of my skirt. His thumbs lightly grazed my thighs, teasing me before forcing my legs open. My pussy was right there, leaking on his marble counter top. He licked his lips, shaking his head as he dragged a finger over my smooth labia.
“What a pretty little pussy, made for daddy’s mouth and cock.”
He leaned forward and spread my lips apart while snaking his tongue into my folds. All the air escaped my lungs in a long moan as he teased my clit with frantic licks. My fingers pressed into the surface of the marble as I thrust upward with each lap of his tongue.
He reached up and fondled my tits while eating me out, and my ass became slick with my own fluids as I leaked everywhere. When I couldn’t hold back any longer, I came on his mouth, shuddering violently as I squealed his name.
“Oh god, daddy!”
His voice was deep as he growled and sucked on my clit, and I couldn’t help but clamp my legs around his head, holding him still. He ended up having to pry my thighs open, using his big, meaty hands like a crowbar.
“Damn, baby. You are delicious. Every little bit of you is making me stiff as a rod, though. So it’s time for me to defile you.”
“Mm, I can’t wait…”
He pulled off his tie while I remained on the bar, skirt hiked up and skimpy shirt still open, leaving me exposed and raw. My new daddy kept his gaze laser focused on me as he finished getting undressed, tossing his clothes over the back of one of the chairs behind him. I stole a peek of his cock as it pointed to the ceiling right before he cupped my ass and slid me off the bar and into his arms. I wrapped my arms and legs around him as he lowered me down his shaft. It felt so good, I couldn’t help but grind down on him.
“Oh god, baby girl,” he growled in my ear.
My tight walls gripped his length, and right as his fingers dug into the flesh of my hips, he began lifting me and ramming me down on his cock, over and over. I hugged him tightly as he impaled me, and when my second orgasm came, it came fast.
“Oh fuck … I’m gonna cum, daddy!”
“Do it, baby,” he gritted out. “Cum on daddy’s cock.”
I didn’t even have to try. As his thick meat drove in and out of me, it rubbed along my g-spot with such intensity, I was throttled into an orgasm. My walls clamped down around his length and before I could catch my breath, I felt him turn to steel inside of me. Hot liquid sprayed my walls as he growled into my neck, sinking his teeth into my flesh as he came inside my pussy, unprotected.
Oh shit! He didn’t use protection. I never bothered to tell him I wasn’t on the pill. But he didn’t ask either.
“Fuuuuuck…”
And based on his animalistic sounds, he didn’t seem to care too much. His palms smoothed over my ass as he walked me down the long hallway and into his bedroom, planting kisses along my shoulder and neck the whole way.
“Your pussy is so good, baby. But daddy needs a little recovery time.”
“What will I do while you recover, daddy?”
He laid me down on his giant, kind-sized bed. Pillows fluffed out around me, and I felt like the most pampered girl in the world. Daddy moved along the bed and straddled me, his cock still at half mast and glistening with my fluids. “For starters, you’re going to clean up your mess like a good girl. And if you do a good job, there will be a nice little treat for you.”
I licked my lips as he edged closer, his thickness bobbing in my face.
“What’s the treat?” I asked, wrapping my fingers around his sticky girth.
“Suck it and you’ll find out.”
Daddy grabbed onto my ponytails and held tight, forcing a smile from me. I gave his dick a few tugs before squeezing the base and encircling the head of his cock with my lips. I sucked him nice and hard, pulling him further into my mouth as he blew out a long, slow breath, whispering, “Yes, baby girl.”
I moved my tongue along the underside of his shaft then cupped his balls, feeling them grow tight as heat from his sack spilled onto my palm. I toyed with them as I sucked him harder, faster, feeling him grow stiff inside my mouth. Pre-cum oozed along my tongue and I enjoyed flicking my tongue inside his slit to get as much as I could.
“Fuck, princess. You suck daddy so gooooood…”
I moaned in response, and as he grew stiffer, he tugged on my ponytails, forcing me further down until he was at the depths of my throat.
“Damn, sweetie, you’re going to make me cum again.”
I could feel him growing larger, longer, and stiffer, and right when I thought he was going to shoot his load, he pulled out of my mouth and gripped his base, shooting his cum all over my face and tits.
I closed my eyes and stuck my tongue out, feeling some of the warm liquid land on my tongue. Daddy growled like a beast, and all I could hear was the frantic swooshing sounds of his fist pumping his cock. I swallowed his jizz and stuck my tongue out for more, but the last little drop landed on my left breast. I could feel it, warm and sticky as it dripped down to my tummy.
“You recover fast, daddy.”
He leaned down and kissed me on top of the head. “Yes, especially when I have a baby girl who knows how to give a good blow job. Now you wait right here so I can start the shower and clean you off.”
I felt silly lying there with cum all over my face and chest as he disappeared inside the master bath, but my new daddy was the one who painted me, so he should be the one to wash me, right? I heard the water start and a few minutes later, he called out to me. He set me up on the counter and pulled off my knee highs and flats, then pulled me down before sliding down my skirt and tossing my shirt aside.
When I was completely naked, he studied me from head to toe, letting his eyes sweep over me. “If I could, I’d keep you here like this, twenty-four, seven. You are so damn sexy.”
“Thank you, daddy,” I answered, trailing a finger down his muscular chest.
He stepped closer to me as steam began to fill the room. “I almost don’t want to wash you off, but I also want to see what you look like all slicky wet with soap.”
“I hope I look sexy.”
“I’m sure you will,” he groaned, taking me by the hand and pulling me into the shower.
The warmth of the spray felt so good on my back. But daddy turned me around so that I was facing the stream. I fell against the tile and let my face go under the water. And his hands began caressing my back as he worked a lather over my skin.
“That feels good, daddy,” I murmured.
He stepped closer to me and allowed his hands to wander to the front of me, cupping my breasts and lightly pinching my nipples. I moaned in ecstasy as he stepped close enough that I could feel his erection pressing into my backside.
“Feels good to me too, princess. So good that you’re making me hard again.”
“Mm, I can tell.” I reached behind me and gripped his erection, feeling it bounce and throb in response to my touch.
He slid his cock between my legs and pumped back and forth, rubbing along my slick folds and coming in light contact with my clit. I huffed and arched my back.
“Does daddy’s little girl want to cum again?”
“Yes, please.” I leaned against the tile once more, getting a good angle for the tip of his dick to rub my hard little pearl.
Daddy wrapped an arm around my waist and continued to grind on me as my clit swelled. Hot water rushed down my shoulders as I was throttled into another orgasm, this time with copious amounts of fluid gushing from my pussy.
My hips thrashed and I cried out in pleasure. I’d never squirted before, and a part of me was embarrassed, but the other part was relieved that we were in the shower.
“Shit,” daddy grunted, pressing his hand into my tummy. “Squirt your juices all over me, baby.”
I huffed as more cum shot out of my cunt, and he continued rubbing along my clit until I was shuddering uncont
rollably. The next thing I knew, he was sliding inside my pussy and gripping my pig tails once again.
“You want another burst of your daddy’s seed, baby girl?”
I nodded as he began to ram his thick rod in and out of me. With the water pounding us and steam billowing everywhere, daddy slammed into me over and over, growling like some sort of wild beast. I felt suddenly compelled to tell him that we were taking a huge risk here.
“Daddy, I’m … I’m not on birth control. I should have told you, I’m sorry.”
He just growled louder and thrust harder. “Good,” he grumbled. “I want you to have my babies. I want that belly swollen and those tits to be engorged with milk.”
Hearing him talk like that triggered something inside of me. I ended up cumming again, my pussy convulsing as he shot his load at the same time.
“Fuck yes, take my cum, baby girl.”
His jizz shot everywhere as he rammed me good and hard. I was spent when his cock slipped out of me, but my new daddy just turned off the water then dried me off with a fuzzy pink towel before carrying me to his bed.
I stared at him dreamily as he got under the covers with me.
“Did you really mean it, daddy? You want me to get pregnant?”
“Yes, princess. If you had my baby, I would love you both and take care of you in every way.”
He ran his hands over my belly as if he wanted to imagine it.
“But what about school?”
“I would hire a nanny to watch the baby. I would never stop you from pursuing your career, if that’s what you want.”
It seemed as though I had really hit the jackpot. Suddenly, having a baby with this billionaire seemed like a dream come true. Especially if he was willing to take care of me in every way.
~The End
My Mom’s New Boyfriend is a Total Jerk!
***
My mom’s last boyfriend dumped her because she cheated on him. Turns out the guy she cheated with is now her new boyfriend. And he is the biggest jerk ever! When he shows up at our house unannounced, knowing my mom is at work, he proceeds to tell me how things are going to be now that he’s in the picture. I tell him to take his rules and stick 'em where the sun don’t shine.
