by Pepper North
Forcing himself away from her warm body, the sheriff stood to look down at the couch as he ripped the uniform shirt from his body and flung it away. He loved the feel of her eyes on his bare skin and grinned when her gaze followed his fingers to his erection as he quickly unfastened his belt and carefully eased the zipper open allowing his straining shaft to burst from his pants.
Ben always went commando disliking the bunching or constraint of boxers and briefs. Now, watching her eyes widen at the sight of his eagerness, he thanked his annoyance of conventional underwear. He dropped a condom from his pocket onto the floor by his feet as her eyes memorized his body.
His hand ran up and down his thick shaft enjoying the sound of her moan of desire. When her fingers reached for him, he allowed her to play as he pushed his trousers over his hips and shimmied slightly to drop them to the ground. Stepping away for a brief moment to kick them off over his feet, Ben wrapped one of her seeking hands around his penis and guided her caresses up and down his erection with a deep groan.
Quickly, her sweet caresses became too much, and he brushed her hands away. Ben pushed the coffee table away from the sofa with a rough shove from one foot. With a screech, it moved across the floor leaving a gap that was wide enough for his muscular body. Dropping to kneel on the floor, he pulled her body to lie in front of him with her thighs spread on either side of his hips.
Ben moved back slightly as he hooked his fingers into the waistband of those tantalizing boy shorts and pulled them down over her full thighs, curvy calves and off her pink painted toes. Retaking his position between her thighs, he allowed himself to look over her absolutely beautiful body.
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Apprehensively, Samantha bit her lip as his eyes roamed over her body. She knew that she should have joined that new gym in town and skipped those yummy new chocolate truffles that had come into the store. She tried to pull in her tummy until she noticed it. A muscle in his strong jaw was pulsing as if he was gritting his teeth to hold on to control.
Her eyes met his. The fiery passion that leaped from his gaze scorched her with its intensity. His hands wrapped around her thighs and squeezed tightly. The bite of his fingers into her soft flesh thrilled her, and she reached up to him. Linking her fingers behind his head as he leaned in to take her lips, Samantha groaned at his tongue mastered hers. She could almost taste the dominance in his kiss.
When Ben’s lips left hers to press a scorching trail of bites, nips, and kisses down her body, she held onto his shoulders until she could no longer reach him. Tucking one arm under her head to prop herself up to watch, Samantha shivered as he ran his fingers over her bare mound.
“You are so smooth, Little girl,” he said, obviously enjoying the feel of her hairless body.
“I had it permanently removed years ago,” she whispered to him. “Is it okay?”
“Sweetheart, it is more than okay. Little girls don’t need their adult curls,” he immediately answered before pressing a kiss to the top of her cleft.
Samantha’s eyes rolled up as his tongue traced a slow path down the division between her lower lips. She’d always found this embarrassing, but his sounds of appreciation and delight reassured her that he was precisely where he wanted to be. She yielded as his big hands pressed her legs fully apart to reveal her secrets to his eyes.
“Oh, baby,” she heard his voice drop deeper into his chest before his mouth was on her. Licking, exploring, and tasting, his mouth savored her. When she felt his hand lift from one thigh to trace her delicate folds and sensitive entrance to her vagina, she shivered in reaction to the feelings that were beginning to tingle through her body.
She’d struggled to orgasm in her past relationships, but this dominating man just seemed to sense where she needed his touch before she even realized what she needed. Samantha relaxed against the sofa cushions allowing the handsome man to take control of her responses. Her body answered his caresses with soft sounds of eagerness and need. Her hips lifted to meet his fingers as two pressed into her tight channel to stretch her as his lips sealed around her responsive clitoris.
“Aaahh!” Her body seized in an explosion of pleasure that overwhelmed her senses. She was aware of his gentle touches that extended her pleasure and maintained her arousal as she recovered.
Curling forward to run her fingers through the short sides of his military-short hair, she tugged his head away from her body. When his brown eyes met hers, she whispered, “Please! Please, I need you inside me.”
Samantha watched his eyes darken in response to her plea. With precise, efficient motions, Ben rolled the condom onto his erection. Like a jungle cat, his muscled body rose to prowl over the top of her. As his lips captured hers, she moaned in reaction to the taste of her juices that coated his mouth and chin. Eagerly, she opened her mouth to invite his kiss to deepen.
As his mouth devoured her, Samantha wiggled slightly as Ben’s strong hand lifted her leg to wrap it around his waist. She gasped as he fit his erection to her saturated entrance. She could feel his girth stretching her body as he slowly sunk into her body. Her fingers wrapped around his shoulders to dig her nails slightly into his bulk. His body jerked forward slightly in response to the bite of pain, making her moan against his mouth.
She could feel every inch of his penis as he pressed inside her tight body. It had been quite a while since her last partner. The virile sheriff was much more than well-endowed. Finally, his pelvis reached hers. Samantha lifted her hips to grind against the hardness pressed against her. Even before he began to move, she could feel the tingles of excitement starting to gather in her heated core.
“Please,” she begged again, beginning to move her hips to tempt him into moving. Her eyes rolled up to the white ceiling as he began to withdraw and press forward slowly. “Yes!” she encouraged as she eagerly met his strokes.
Heat gathered in and around their bodies as they moved together and apart. Hands caresses, lips and tongues tasting, the passionate couple focused on lavishing pleasure on each other. When Ben’s hand slid down the voluptuous leg wrapped around his body to squeeze Samantha’s pink, tender bottom, her body responded to the burst of pain by exploding into another orgasm.
Over and over, he coaxed her body into bursts of pleasure until each orgasm seemed to blend into each other. Panting, she wrapped her arms around his torso in exhaustion. Samantha felt his hot lips slide over hers.
He whispered against her lips, “Sweet little girl, come one more time with Daddy.” His words coaxed her response as she met each of his powerful thrusts with the press of her hips.
“Daddy!” she cried as she felt him explode into the condom within her tight channel and her world was lighted with pleasure once again.
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Ben’s breath was starting to return to normal when his cellphone buzzed urgently. His arms tightened around his little girl. He wasn’t ready for the real world to interrupt their pleasure and to have to let her go. Lowering his lips to nuzzle at her sweet skin, he listened for the message that would follow if his presence was urgently needed.
He froze as he heard, “Sorry to bother you, Sheriff. There’s been a homicide following what appears to be a road rage argument on the highway at the 124-mile marker. The deputies are requesting your assistance.”
Regretfully, the dedicated sheriff kissed those beautiful lips swollen from his kisses. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I’m going to have to leave. Damn it! I hate this job sometimes.”
She nodded with tears in her eyes. He could tell that she didn’t want him to leave. A greedy part of his heart celebrated as he watched her force herself to smile.
Her hands smoothed over his chest, and she whispered, “Do you have time to shower?”
Ben laughed softly. “There’s my sweet Little. You’re right. I smell like I’ve been dipped in delicious candy.” He winked at her. “I’ll return the call from the bathroom and jump in the shower.” He picked up his phone, service pistol, and the discarded condom before
heading down the hall to her sunny bathroom.
Quickly assuring dispatch that he was on his way, Ben dropped his phone on the counter with a bang. This was not the way I wanted to end my first night with my Little, he thought, rubbing his hand over his face as the water heated in the shower.
Forcing himself under the water, he rinsed the sweet scent and juices from his body. Ben turned off the water and grabbed a towel from the rack, sniffing appreciatively as her personal scent rose from the towel. He dried himself quickly enjoying the thought that his scent would stake its claim on her towel as well as that sweet body that had welcomed him so eagerly.
A gentle tap on the door came as he hung the damp towel back over the rack. Ben opened the door to find Samantha wrapped in a pink fuzzy robe holding his uniform that smelled fresh. Marveling, he reached out a hand to take them and felt the heat radiating from the fabric. She’d refreshed them in the dryer.
“I put everything on low. It clanked around a little because of the badge, but I touched a washcloth around it so that it would stay shiny.” She hesitantly looked at him, “Was that okay?”
“That was perfect, sweetheart. Thank you for taking care of me,” he said taking her in his arms to kiss her tenderly. “I’m sorry I have to go. Have lunch with me today?” he asked as he stepped into his trousers before pulling on the uniform shirt and tucking it into the waistband. Balancing on one foot as he pulled on his socks, he smiled as she nodded eagerly.
“Perfect. Lunch it is. Have some breakfast. No, don’t worry about me. I have some bars in my car. I’m used to being called out in the morning,” Ben laid a silencing finger on her lips as she started to offer to make him something to eat. He replaced his finger with a quick kiss.
Striding down the hall, he stepped into his shoes and pulled on his belt. His pretty Little followed his steps. He could tell that she wanted to be close to him before he left. Dragging himself from the house, he waved goodbye and called, “Lunch! Don’t forget!” before driving to join his deputies at the crime scene.
Looking in the side mirror as he drove away, the tough sheriff’s heart melted once again as he saw her desperately waving as he disappeared from her sight. I love her already, he thought before trying to focus his mind on his job. Funny thing, he still felt like he could smell her.
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Back inside as his car turned the corner, the sweet shop owner returned to her cheery kitchen and made a cup of strong tea. She was going to need it to bring herself back to reality. Squeezing her thighs together, Samantha was pleasantly sore. She was going to avoid sitting too much today. Her new Daddy was big and hard everywhere she thought with a pleased grin.
Setting the teacup on the counter, she walked down the hall to her room to find clothes to wear to the shop. She’d need to leave soon. Opening the white, wooden door, Samantha looked around.
She hadn’t been brave enough to show him her room. She hadn’t revealed her room to anyone. Smiling into the brightly decorated room, Samantha knew she’d have to show him soon. She just hadn’t wanted to scare him off. Maybe she’d show him tonight, she thought as she picked up her favorite stuffie from the large bed surrounded by a railing to form an oversized crib.
Samantha took a few minutes to reassure herself by hugging the soft caterpillar as she explained why she had not slept in with the stuffie last night. Inches, her best friend in the whole world listened silently. Her deceased husband and first Daddy had given her Inches many years ago. The caterpillar’s worn plush had absorbed a lot of tears after she’d lost her Daddy so abruptly and then throughout the years as she had struggled to thrive without the love and care of her Daddy.
Hope filled her chest. Ben seemed so reliable and so confident that she was his Little. His lovemaking last night had been so tender and yet so passionate. His reaction to her body had reassured Samantha. He had never looked at her as a woman that needed to lose quite a few pounds. He had made love to her as if she was his Little to love and cherish now and in the future.
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The cheerful bell signaled someone’s arrival in the shop. With a hopeful smile on her face, Samantha turned from her task at refilling the display of conversation hearts that kids loved so much. Each year, it was fun to see if any new messages would appear on the old traditional LOVE and KISS. Those words were especially meaningful this year due to the wonderful man and Daddy in her life. She smiled to see that the man she loved so much had just walked through her door.
“You look beautiful, Little girl. Can I steal you away from all your candies to go for lunch?” his deep voice sent a shiver of desire down her spine as he stalked closer.
Suddenly, the memory of his body sliding in and out of her body flashed into her mind. Her face flushed bright red as she tried to disguise her thoughts from his by looking away. When his fingers cupped her chin to raise her eyes to meet his, the satisfied smile on his face told her that he knew exactly where her mind had flown.
“It was good, wasn’t it? It’s going to get even better, sweetheart. I promise you.” He leaned in to kiss her slightly parted lips lightly. When her lips chased his for a deeper kiss, he patted her pert nose with a gentle finger. “No tempting your Daddy with your sweet taste. I’m here to take you to lunch.”
When her stomach growled in agreement to his words, they both laughed. “Let’s take care of one thing first,” he lifted a small bag that he had carried into the store.
“What’s that?” she questioned, a small wrinkle stretching across her forehead.
Ben winked and walked over to lock the shop door and flip the sign over to closed. He took her hand and led her through the swinging door into the privacy of the backroom. Turning her around to face him, he asked, “Sweetheart, are you ready to be fully Little again?”
“How Little?” she whispered.
“My Little girl,” he answered pulling a padded diaper from the bag containing several items.
“You want me to wear that?” She hadn’t ever worn a diaper. Her previous life as a Little had not included wearing diapers. Her eyes were glued on the padded item in his hand. She’d suggested to her previous Daddy that it might be fun to wear a diaper when she was feeling especially Little, but he had dismissed that suggestion with answers like, “Oh, you don’t want to wear those.” She had known that changing her diaper was not appealing to him without him explicitly refusing.
“Yes, sweetheart. Little girls should wear a diaper. When we are together, and I can care for you, you will use your diaper for all your needs.” His voice was definite, underlining that this was obviously not a negotiable point for him. “Can you do let me take complete care of you, Samantha?” he asked in a gentler tone.
She nodded slowly, raising her eyes from the diaper to meet his. At the look of triumph in his eyes at her acceptance of his terms, Samantha let him see her excitement at the thought of wearing a diaper. A smile spread across both of their faces. He’s just perfect for me.
“Come, little girl. Let’s get you changed,” that deep voice instructed as he knelt at her feet. His slightly rough hands caressed the skin from the sides of her calves up under her full skirt over her thighs to the elastic waistband of her panties.
Slowly, oh so slowly, Samantha felt his fingers begin to draw her lace boy shorts down her thighs. It felt as if he were stripping away her adult persona to allow her Little to emerge fully. She braced herself with a trembling hand on his shoulders as he instructed her to step out of her big girl panties and into the diaper.
She crossed her fingers as he drew the diaper up her full thighs. Would he have chosen the correct size? She’d just die if she was too plump for them to fit and he realized that she was too big for him. To her delight, the pull-up diaper fit perfectly. She grinned at her Daddy as he leaned in and kissed her rounded tummy before smoothing her skirt back into place.
As Ben smoothly lifted his toned body to stand once again, Samantha held out her hand to take her panties. “Oh, no, sweetheart. These ar
e mine,” he refused before lifting them to his nose to sniff appreciatively. “You’ve been thinking about this morning haven’t you, little girl?” he asked before tucking them into his pocket. His low chuckle made her face flame even redder.
“Come on. I’m hungry. If we stay back here too much longer, that diaper will be sliding back down your legs.” The passion in his voice thrilled Samantha as he took her hand and led her to the front door.
They walked this time down to a small bistro for a quick sandwich. Samantha could feel the bulky padding between her thighs and the slight rustle of the plastic diaper under her clothes. Apprehensively, she looked around as they passed people on the sidewalk. No one notices, she realized quickly. Her eyes darted to her Daddy who nodded to confirm her thoughts. It was their private secret, and she liked it a lot.
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Ordering that large soft drink had been a mistake, she thought as they walked back to her shop. She needed to go to the bathroom badly. While Ben was paying their tab, she had started to dart into the restroom, but he had securely held her hand to keep her by his side.
Samantha tried to speed up their pace, but Ben’s large hand restrained her. Glancing sideways at him, she urgently whispered, “I have to go to the bathroom. Can we walk faster?”
“No.”
“Really? I have to go!” She repeated a little louder. Maybe he didn’t hear her.
“No, Little girl. You may use your diaper anytime you need to, remember?” he asked as he stopped and pulled her to the side to look into the pet shop window. Comfortably pulling her in front of him as if they were simply snuggling as they watched the frolicking kittens in the window, Ben’s hands linked in front of her stomach and firmly pressed inward.
