by Selena Kitt
“Daddy! Are you… are you… Daddy! Are you licking my ass?”
“Mmmmhmmm,” he agreed, his tongue probing her little pucker.
“Oh. My. God,” she cried, wiggling, squirming. “That feels so funny… so… ohhhh!”
She’d played with her ass a lot, but this—this was something else altogether. It was like the first time someone had ever put their tongue on her clit. It sent her flying. She moaned and rocked her hips, spreading her legs wider for him, lost in sensation. His fingers moved back and forth, round and round, over and over her clit while he licked and sucked at her asshole. He buried his whole face in her ass, mouth, nose, tongue, and she couldn’t believe how good it felt.
“Oh, please,” she cried, everything swollen and throbbing between her thighs. “Oh God, you’re gonna make me come!”
And he was. He didn’t let up, licking and rubbing, relentless. His tongue fucked her asshole, darting in and out, his finger circling her clit, a fast, steady rhythm, determined to push her over the edge.
“Fuck! Daddy! Ohhhhhh!” Kayla screamed.
She’d had great orgasms before, but she’d never had one that made her actually scream. It was as if her whole body just gave in, let go of all its inhibitions, and finally released in a torrent of throbbing, sticky fluid, most of which ended up on Kyle’s face. He came up grinning, eyes alight.
“Now let’s get you ready for a cock in your ass.”
“I’m ready.” She moaned as he turned her over to her belly, pulling her by her hips so her ass rose into the air. “Oh please, I’m ready.”
“Not yet you’re not.”
She was soaking wet now from her back to her belly. Kyle continued to rub her puckered hole with his finger, making her push her face into the mattress. She bit at the comforter as he continued to tease her, just one finger. Tip first. Just up to the first knuckle. Then the second. Then his whole finger.
“Please!” she begged, feeling his finger twist inside of her. “I want your cock!”
“Patience,” he cautioned. “All in good time.”
She groaned when he stretched her with another finger, wiggling his way in. Then she felt something cold dribble down the crack of her ass and shivered. He still had the bottle of lube and was using it to make her even wetter. She didn’t even know that was possible.
“More,” she moaned, grinding back against him. Just two fingers. She could take way more than that. “Oh please, please. Daddy, I can take your cock. I promise.”
“Soon.” He moved between her thighs and she tensed, trembling.
This was it! He was going to do it!
“I’m going to slide inside you,” he murmured, slipping the head of his cock up and down her lubricated slit. “Just your pussy first, baby. Easy. Easy.”
She sighed in disappointment, but then moaned as his cock stretched her. Christ, he really was big! Her pussy clenched, squeezing him, but there was very little resistance. She was incredibly wet.
“Oh my God.” He gasped, hands gripping her hips. “Oh your pussy is so sweet. So tight. I can’t even imagine how tight your ass is going to be.”
“You don’t have to imagine.” She looked over her shoulder at him. “You can have it. Put it in. Go ahead.”
“Mmmm.” He nodded, but his hips moved, rocking and rolling, fucking her pussy with nice, long strokes. “Oh that’s good. Fuck, that’s so good.”
“Put your finger in it then.” Kayla clenched, winking her asshole at him again. “Please.”
He circled her rosebud with the pad of his finger, slowly slipping in while he fucked her. He moved his finger deeper, losing one knuckle, then the next, and all the while she clenched, grabbing him, pulling him in.
“Oh Daddy, I’ve waited so long,” she whimpered. “I’ve imagined it a hundred times.”
“Damn, you really do want it, don’t you?” he sounded incredulous as he started to push in another finger.
She easily took it, moving over his cock faster the more he gave her. She felt him place his fingers on her ass cheek to stop her from going too fast.
“Fuck that, I want more,” she begged, her ass pulsing around him as he inched the second finger in.
“You are an ass whore, now, aren’t you?” he laughed giving her ass a good smack this time.
“Yes!” It only spurred her on to move faster, take him in and out harder. She was ravenous, greedy to have him inside her virgin asshole. “I want to be your ass whore, Daddy. Make me your fucking little ass whore!”
“You asked for it.” He pulled his fingers out and pushed her off his cock, pressing her down on the bed, flat on her belly.
“What are you doing?” She glanced back at him as he straddled her thighs.
“Giving you what you asked for.” She felt his finger push back into her ass, hard, fast, and her body contracted over the invasion. Only, with him sitting on her thighs, she couldn’t move the way she wanted, to take it in, move it inside.
“I’m in control,” he informed her, his finger just resting inside her. “I’ll go slow. You tell me if you want me to stop. But you stay still, understand? You let me do it.”
“Yes,” she breathed, feeling his knee moving between her thighs, parting her legs. She hadn’t imagined it this way, flat on her belly. She thought it would be like the porn movies. “But Daddy, I’ve played with toys. I can take more.”
“I know you can,” he assured her as he parted her thighs with his, easing himself between them. “And you will.”
She trembled, grabbing and hugging her pillow. His hand moved up and down her slit, finding her quivering rosebud, first with his fingers, then with the head of his cock. She spread wider, arching, aching for him, but he wouldn’t let her press up and back, wouldn’t let her rise to meet him.
“It may hurt,” he warned. Kayla just moaned at bit her pillow. The head of his cock was spongy. The flesh gave, not like the toys she’d played with at all. It was almost as if her body was resisting him, although she wasn’t conscious of it. “Easy, now. Put your thumb in your mouth.”
“What?” She laughed.
“Trust me. Just do it.”
She did as he asked, sliding her thumb between her lips, tucking it behind her teeth. The act was soothing, and she felt her sphincter relax at that moment, just enough to let the head of his cock slip through that tight ring of muscle.
“Ahhhhh there it is,” he whispered, panting like he’d just undertaken a great effort. “Are you okay?”
“Mmmmhmm,” she agreed, her thumb still in her mouth. There was something satisfying about it, sucking gently with his cock head in her ass. Then the realization hit her. “Oh my God, Daddy, you’re in my ass!”
“Just the tip.” His arms trembled, holding his weight over her. “Can you take more?”
“Can I?” She grinned, trying to wiggle up toward him, but not getting far from this angle. “Hell yes!”
He chuckled, pressing his hips forward. Kayla gasped, eyes widening. So big! He felt huge inside her ass, stretching her. It stung a little, but it wasn’t pain exactly. It was a kind of slow burn that sent a wave of pleasure through her belly, making her whimper.
“More?”
“Yes!” she cried.
He moved in more, and she heard him gasp as her tight ass squeezed him. Adjusting to his girth, she squirmed, feeling him slide in deeper, and deeper still.
“Daddy, is it all the way in?” she gasped.
“Yeah.” He was fully on her now, his breath hot on her neck. “Are you okay?”
“Oh God, yes.” She squeezed him, using the same muscles she’d used to make her asshole wink at him, making him moan. “It feels so good. You’re so big!”
“You like that?” he kissed her cheek, moving his hips just slightly. “You like that big cock in your ass?”
“Oh fuck, yes,” she moaned, squeezing him again, again. “Please, won’t you fuck me? Fuck my ass!”
She squealed as he sat back, grabbing her hips and pu
lling her with him, so they were both on their knees. Kyle withdrew about halfway, and then thrust again, making her fist the covers and arch at the sensation. So full!
“God you should see this,” he breathed, his hands kneading the flesh of her behind. “Your gorgeous fucking ass and my dick buried in it.”
She didn’t have to see it. She was feeling it as she rocked back against him, free to move now, free to take him in further. He cried out when she did that, her stomach clenching as she rode that delicious boundary between pleasure and pain. She couldn’t stop her body from moving, from fucking him. The absolute fullness equaled an unimaginable bliss.
“Fuck!” he growled. “You ass is so tight, baby! My fucking God!”
“Is it everything you thought it would be?” she gasped, glancing back at him over her shoulder.
“I can’t even tell you.” He moaned as he started to move faster, his fingers biting into her hips. “So. Fucking. Good. So tight, so hot.”
“Oh that’s it,” she whispered, pressing her cheek to the bed, sliding a hand underneath to touch her pussy. Her clit throbbed, begging to be rubbed. “Fuck my ass, Daddy. Fuck that tight little ass!”
“Are you touching yourself?” he gasped, driving harder, deeper into her humid depths. “Oh baby, yeah, do it! I want to feel you come.”
“Dadd-eeeeee,” she wailed, as she circled her clit, a desperate spiral, sending her flying over the edge. “Ooooo! Daddy! Coming! Now! Oh now!”
“Holy fuck!” he gasped as her pussy clenched with her orgasm, the tight ring of her sphincter contracting again and again over the head of his cock.
Kayla screamed into the mattress, wave after wave rocking and jolting her body. She thought she probably would have flopped and thrashed right off the bed if she hadn’t been speared by Kyle’s throbbing shaft.
“Good girl,” he growled, grabbing her hips, squeezing hard. “That’s my good little ass whore, isn’t it, Kayla?”
“Oh yes,” she cried, still panting, red-faced, coming up for air. “Come on, Daddy! Fuck your little ass whore until you come!”
“You want my cum, you dirty girl?” he said through clenched teeth, fucking her hard now, so hard it almost hurt, but Kayla didn’t care. She fucked him back, moving her ass on his cock, rolling her hips in his hands.
“I want it, Daddy!” she said, her voice hoarse, throaty. “I want all your hot cum in my dirty little ass!”
“Take it!” he gasped, letting out a howl as he grabbed and thrust himself fiercely into her. “Take all my fucking cum in your ass!”
“Yes, Daddy, yes, yes, yes!” She cried, squeezing him consciously now, wanting to milk every last bit of his cum. She felt the first eruption like she never had before, the tight ring of her sphincter muscle wrapped so hard around his shaft, she could feel his cum traveling the underside of his shaft, exploding deep into her bowels.
Kyle moaned as he pulled slowly out of her before falling on the bed beside her. His face looked more peaceful than she’d ever seen it. She reached over to touch his cheek, smiling.
“Kayla…” he whispered, looking at her with dazed eyes. “You are such a gift.”
“If I am, then you can open me any time you want to.”
“Can I?” His hand reached out to touch her hair, as if he thought she might not be quite real.
She nodded, snuggling up to his broad chest, sheened with sweat.
“I’ve wanted to do that for so long,” she breathed, adding, “With you.”
“You really want to do it again?” He sounded incredulous, looking down at her like he’d just discovered gold or struck oil in the backyard.
“I’m not just any ass whore, Daddy,” she said, nodding as she leaned in to kiss him. “I’m your ass whore.”
The End
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ABOUT SELENA KITT
Selena Kitt is a NEW YORK TIMES bestselling and award-winning author of erotic and romance fiction. She is one of the highest selling erotic writers in the business with over a million books sold!
Her writing embodies everything from the spicy to the scandalous, but watch out-this kitty also has sharp claws and her stories often include intriguing edges and twists that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths.
When she's not pawing away at her keyboard, Selena runs an innovative publishing company (excessica.com) and in her spare time, she devotes herself to her family--a husband and four children--and her growing organic garden. She does belly dancing and photography, and she loves four poster beds, tattoos, voyeurism, blindfolds, velvet, baby oil, the smell of leather, and playing kitty cat.
Her books EcoErotica (2009), The Real Mother Goose (2010) and Heidi and the Kaiser (2011) were all Epic Award Finalists. Her only gay male romance, Second Chance, won the Epic Award in Erotica in 2011. Her story, Connections, was one of the runners-up for the 2006 Rauxa Prize, given annually to an erotic short story of "exceptional literary quality," out of over 1,000 nominees, where awards are judged by a select jury and all entries are read "blind" (without author's name available.)
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BONUS EXCERPT
LITTLE BRATS: TINA
By Selena Kitt
Chubby Tina thinks she couldn’t hate herself any more than she already does, when she overhears her skinny mother telling a friend, “We’re going to be stuck with Tina forever. No guy is ever going to want her.” It’s her first year of college, and she vows to move in with a girlfriend instead of stay with her parents anymore. That is, until her stepfather catches her with going out the door in the middle of the night with a suitcase. Tina finally, tearfully confesses, and is surprised by her stepfather’s insight and perspective—and how willing he is to show her just how beautiful and loveable he thinks she really is.
EXCERPT:
“What the hell?” she whispered, licking her lips and leaning in to get a closer look. She knew her stepfather watched porn—that’s why the adult pay channels had been locked—but not this kind of porn. The girl on the screen wasn’t the usual dyed-blond porn-type with long, tanned legs and fake breasts and a tiny waist. This was a real girl, about her age, she guessed—thick and curvy. Her breasts were definitely real. She could tell.
Tina clicked the little triangle in the middle of the screen to make the video play. The sound was off, but she watched as the guy parted the girl’s chubby thighs, her pussy shaved smooth, her lips swollen, red and fat as he smacked them with the head of his cock. The girl’s head went back as he slid his cock home. She reached for him, and her breasts began to sway as he fucked her.
Yep, definitely real, Tina noted.
She found the sound and turned it up, frowning when nothing came out of the speakers. Then she noticed the ear buds on her stepfather’s big, antique desk, plugged into the laptop. She slipped them into her ears, the sound of fucking filling her head, sending a hot jolt of excitement down between her legs. She followed the sensation with her hand, cupping her mound, rubbing it over her panties—she was wearing just those and a t-shirt, ready for bed—as she watched the girl on the screen get pounded.
She looks like me. She did—at least a little. Definitely her body type, and even her coloring.
“Ohhhh Daddy, yes, fuck your little girl’s tight baby pussy!”
Tina gaped at the screen, her breath caught in her throat. Of course, the older man fucking the younger girl on her stepfather’s computer wasn’t really that girl’s daddy. That would be illegal. And wrong. But… but somehow the thought that it might be, just the fantasy of it, made her pussy ache like it never had before.
Tina leaned back in the big leather chair, putting one foot up on the seat so her legs were spread, rubbing her clit through her panties. Her arousal was so instantaneous that they were sticky already, the crotch damp as she tugged it aside, letting her fingers play in her wetness.
“You like Daddy’s big cock?” the guy on the screen growled, pulling the length of it out so she could see it glistening before driving it back in, deep.
“Yes, Daddy! Oh yes! I love your big fucking dick inside me!” The girl used a kind of sing-song voice, high and sweet, and the man groaned, grabbing onto her breasts as they swayed on her chest. Tina watched as he squeezed and kneaded them, just like Ray used to do to her. Then he rolled her over to her belly, making her get up on her hands and knees.
“Oh god,” she whispered, watching as the girl did as she was told, putting her bottom up high, her cheek resting against the mattress. She could almost feel that thick, hard cock sliding into her like that, from behind, those big hands gripping her.
