Collecting Rayne

by Havok, Rayne

  “It’s beautiful, I wish my house was even just the corner nook over there.” She giggles lightheartedly, but I can see a twinkle of sadness there too.

  “Maybe when you grow up,” I tease and she bursts the gates of laughter open again, running into my arms and wrapping herself around me like a koala bear.

  “Why don’t you show me your room, daddy.” Her voice is warm and soft, tickling my ear and sending shivers across my body.

  “You like being my daddy.” It is a statement, not a question. She must notice that my dick has made a hasty entry into the conversation.

  I only nod, still feeling a little like a pervert. The realness that this girl is actually young enough to be in high school, but wanting to fuck her all the same, something I’m learning is quite appealing to me, still brings a slight hesitation to my mind—not my body so much.

  “Mmm, ok, daddy, take me to your room.”

  A sharp intake of breath fills my lungs, which confuses everything, because it also leaves me lightheaded.

  “You’re my dirty daddy, aren’t you?” she asks.

  “Yea,” I can’t really focus on anything but fumbling to get to my room.

  “Can I sleep with you tonight, daddy?” Out of character she says, “play along with me.”

  “Of course, baby, you can sleep in here with me.”

  She slides herself down my body slowly until her feet hit the floor, she looks up at me with dark eyes that say she’s enjoying this too, very much.

  “Can I sleep in one of your shirts?”

  I nod, only able to point to the drawer that holds my tees.

  She bounces on her feet excitedly, playing the teen girl so well it’s freaky—I guess since she is one, it might be a pretty authentic reenactment.

  She pulls out a nondescript grey t-shirt and tosses it onto the bed while I watch her like a befuddled idiot.

  My heart leaps into my throat when she reaches for the bottom of her dress and lifts it over her head, her bra is quickly added to the floor next to it and my jaw is not far behind. Her breasts are full and her nipples hard, her tiny waste flares into the perfect hips for her bubbly, round ass. I'm so lost in the perfection that I can't tell if my heart is racing or if it has simply stopped in awe of her.

  Too soon all of that is covered by my tee, it comes down to her knees hiding more of her body than her dress did, but somehow, it’s ten times sexier.

  “Are you going to get into your jammies, daddy?”

  “Yea.”

  “Yay! A slumber party.” Leaping onto the bed, throwing all the extra pillows onto the floor, she pulls down the blankets and tucks inside.

  I unbutton my shirt and watch her eyes on me, adding my clothes on top of her pile. Unzipping my pants and letting them fall to the floor, my cock bulging my underwear. I pull them down, as my cock springs out, thick and hard, Haley licks her lips, I pretend nonchalance and walk to get a pair of pants for our slumber party.

  I don’t know how she wants to play this, but it’s driving me crazy getting this far into character.

  She giggles, “that’s too big to get inside your pants.”

  When I do finally manage to tuck everything inside, she gestures to me and I climb in with her.

  She snuggles in close, laying her head on my shoulder and I pull her in tighter, my arm wrapping around her.

  I swallow hard, trying to get my head around this girl. In real life, I’ve never once fantasized about roleplay like this, but she puts on a fucking top-notch performance that has me dripping from the dick right now.

  “Do you want to eat me now, daddy?”

  She turns over onto her back and it takes me a full minute to gather myself.

  “Take your panties off, baby.”

  She pulls them down and flings them away. Her puffy pussy is swollen and wet—very wet. I can smell her and its more than enough to drive me crazy, but I move in slowly, because she is obviously enjoying the game.

  I lightly touch her and she giggles. “It won’t tickle for too long.”

  I dive in and lap her up,” she moans. Then regains herself and lies still.

  “Do you like that?”

  “Yes, daddy.”

  I watch her face while I take my time with her, licking gently, and making her squirm, forcing her to remain calm, even though I know she’s begging to come. I can taste her getting close, licking the cream out of her center before it has a chance to dribble out.

  Her clit is swelling and I touch it just enough to keep her close but not letting her go over the edge. Her thighs are shaking and I know she needs to come. One long hard lick with my tongue and she’s finally undone.

  I swallow all she gives me and let her calm down before I climb up her body to her face.

  “Did you like that?” Burying my face into her neck, she arches her back and moans again.

  “Yes, daddy.”

  Kissing her all over her neck, I drag my tongue until it slides along her mouth. She doesn’t have to be asked to open up for me. She kisses me back, hungrily. “I like the way you kiss,” she says.

  “Wait until you see the way I fuck,” I joke.

  She pushes her pussy upward, smashing us together, giving me all the permission I had needed. I align my cock and shove it deep in to her like I'm searching for the bottom, everything gliding inside the warmth of her until my balls are suffocated.

  I don’t move, I don’t think I could last as long as she’d like me to right now, not after the foreplay that’s been torturing my dick.

  I pull myself away from her as though we are made of Velcro and stand at the side of the bed.

  “Suck your come off of me.”

  She crawls her way toward me like a cat in heat, licking her lips when my cock is close enough to taste.

  I take her face in both my hands and bring her mouth to the tip of my dick. “Stick your tongue out,” I groan.

  She does as she’s told, playing coy, but I see her holding back a wild animal.

  I take my dick in my hand, slide it around her tongue and mouth, then tell her, “open up.”

  She does instantly and I push into it.

  Pulling her head back, reflexively, she whines, “that’s too big, daddy.”

  “It’s ok, I won’t go too far.” She wraps her hand around mine and looks up at me with a porn star glazed-over look that makes me wild.

  It’s a fusion of expert and innocence that I find maddeningly erotic. She keeps mostly to the head but then shows me she could go further if it were a different game by drawing my dick entirely into her throat. Her eyes let me know she’d play the dominant roll just as convincingly.

  I hold back as long as I can but when I see the look in her eyes begging me to come, I let it go. “Be a good girl and open your mouth, let daddy show you what you did.”

  She opens with her tongue out, waiting like a hungry bird to eat, as I pump my load into her mouth.

  She shows me her tongue, covered in come, and then swallows it with a moan.

  “You’re yummy, daddy.”

  Chapter Three

  “I’m so thirsty.” She bounces off the bed and runs into the kitchen. I’m still hard, but I could use a drink too. So, I follow after her, pulling my pants up rather than taking them the rest of the way off.

  “Did I do a good job?” she asks, drinking right from the orange juice carton, hiding a smirk that tells me she knows exactly how well she’d done.

  “Yes.” I try hard to stay in the ‘daddy’ character when she’s so fuckable, but I refrain from mounting her right here as she chugs the juice. Instead, I take it from her and get a big swallow myself.

  “What else do you want to do with this?” She grabs my erection with expert knowledge of exactly what to do with it.

  I let her manipulate it, enjoying her hand. Taking a deep breath, I pick her up and set her ass on the island countertop.

  She squeals excitedly.“What do you want to do to me, daddy?”

  “I’ll show you.
” Tugging her thighs apart, I rip the borrowed shirt over her head, stopping briefly to massage her tits.

  Fucking perfection.

  “Fuck, Haley.

  “Having fun, daddy?”

  “You are too fucking much.”

  “Fuck me, please, daddy.”

  Splayed wide, she leans back onto her elbows, keeping her head up for a good vantage point to watch.

  Sliding my finger up her slit, spreading her juices around and opening her up, I slip my finger inside. She’s tight and it doesn’t help that I feel her squeeze me from inside.

  She hides a knowing smile, one that comes from mastering the art of seduction. She’s fucking soaked and another of my fingers slide in nicely. I fuck her slowly and she watches.

  “I like that daddy.”

  “You want more baby?”

  An eager nod, added to it, a nibble at the side of her lower lip that makes me groan.

  Moving them in and out, rubbing her clit with the pad of my thumb, I finger fuck her. Watching her face to learn her reaction. I find her sweet spot and then fuck her relentlessly until I feel her release run through my hand.

  “Fuck, Haden,” she says once she’s finally able to speak. “I’ve never squirted before.” She sits up, “I made a mess of the entire kitchen.”

  “Yea you did.”

  She takes another swig from the carton and pulls my face to hers. She kisses me hard and with no games. “You really know your way around a pussy. Why don’t you show me how well you use that cock?”

  Hopping down from the counter she confidently walks back to my room, her ass swaying like she knows I’m watching, I follow like an eager puppy, my dick magnetically leading the way.

  She is bent over the bed, her perfect ass in the air, rubbing her pussy, when I cross the threshold.

  “Oh, my fucking gawd, Haley.”

  “Come put that big dick in me.”

  Kicking my pants down my legs I walk over to her, spread her ass cheeks and swat her.

  “I’m on the pill, stop thinking and just fuck me, Haden.”

  I shake off all the thoughts in my head and shove inside, she’s so warm and wet. So tight her pussy practically sucks my dick.

  She puts her head on the bed and keeps her back arched while I fuck her, slowly at first, learning the rhythm she wants and then speeding up so we can finish. I grip her hips and work us together.

  Fucking, pounding her so hard our thighs are slapping. She’s a mess of screams and babbling words that are not coherent.

  “Come inside me. Feed my hungry pussy.”

  Oh my god her mouth is filthy.

  “I’m gonna fill you up. You ready?”

  “Yes, come for me.”

  Her body shudders and clenches hard around me. I unload deep inside her, thrusting until I’m empty and she’s full. And then I pull out, come seeping from her cream-pied pussy immediately.

  “Hold still.” I tell her before she has a chance to move away. “You’re oozing.”

  “Is it a lot?”

  “It’s a ton.”

  “Grab your phone, I want a pic.”

  “Really?” I ask, but go for the pocket of my pants without waiting, I kinda want one too.

  “Put it on video.”

  I do as I’m told. “Ready?”

  She slips her hand between her legs and spreads her lips apart, more come drips out, but she catches it with her fingers and pushes it back in. My dick twitches.

  She rolls onto her back; legs open wide she doesn’t lose a drop. Fingering inside herself again she pulls her fingers out and slips them into her mouth.

  Then again, spreading her fingers apart to show the sticky concoction, then sliding her tongue around to collect it all.

  “We’re yummy together, aren't we daddy,” she moans to the phone’s screen. “Now, put that away and get back in bed.”

  I do, but first, I ensure the video saved properly, then I settle in for whatever this girl has in mind.

  She climbs on top of me, settling her ass against my cock, I’m shocked when she takes two fingers into her pussy, pulling out wetness she spreads across the tip of my dick. I’m unable to breathe as the tightness of her rear hole chokes my shaft.

  She slides up and down and I watch as she shows me what it’s like to be inside an asshole.

  “I guess we answered whether you’re good for more than one nut a night, didn’t we?”

  “And we answered that you’re a squirter,” I say around a moan of pleasure as she squeezes her ass tightly around me, playing with me.

  “Mmm, yes we did. We answered whether you’d like to lick me while I call you daddy.”

  “So many questions answered tonight.”

  She laughs. “I’m having a lot of fun with you.”

  “Me too, best date ever!” I shout, jokingly.

  “I want to say, that seriously, this has been so fun and I hate to ruin it by talking right now, but I feel it’s the right time to tell you something about myself. Judging by how well we fuck, I’m not sure I’d get the time to say it later.”

  “I don’t mind one bit.” If anything, I’m a little confused, but mostly, I’m curious.

  “My dad left when I was little, like months old. I don’t even have a photo of him. My mom always said he was a deadbeat. I never really knew what to think, you know. Like, she’s obviously going to say that, right?”

  “Sure,” running my fingers lightly up and down her thighs for comfort, I listen to her.

  “I guess just being here with you brought it up, I don’t want to burden you with anything you don’t want to hear.”

  “I’m good, Haley, get it off your chest.”

  “It feels better having this inside of me,” she remains still as she continues her story.

  “It was just me and her after that. No step dad, no boyfriends, just us. Until there was an accident, and at fifteen, she died.”

  “Oh my god, I’m so sorry.” A part of me feels awkward listening to this as the back of my mind runs like a movie reel of all the tawdry things I’m going to do to her when story time is over.

  She shakes off my worry and continues. “I didn’t have anyone. When the child protective people asked what family I had, I couldn’t give them anyone, I only had a name on my birth certificate, and the knowledge that my dad was a deadbeat.

  “But I was older, and maybe not too much of a burden anymore. I was hopeful, you know, I let the possibility grow, that maybe my dad would give me a shot. So, I told her my father’s name and hoped for the best.”

  Poor girl.

  “So, I got word a few weeks later, sitting in a temporary foster home, that my dad had responded. But I couldn’t go to him. He wasn’t ‘equipped’,” she does the air quotes, “to parent me, too busy or some shit. Anyway, I may have some daddy issues because of it.”

  “I think he’s the one who lost out on a relationship with you. You’re great Haley.”

  “Thank you.” She leans in and kisses me, rocking against me with a skill that makes it impossible not to react. I’m not able to stay in her sadness for too long. It doesn’t seem like she wants to wallow in it right now anyway. So, I let her forget.

  Chapter Four

  Haley...

  “You like fucking me, daddy?” I say, while riding his dick inside my ass again, picking up speed.

  “Hell yea,” he grunts, still amazed at the tightness of my asshole.

  “Do you think you wanna do it again, take me on a second date?”

  “Absolutely,” he says, grinding my hips against him, watching as I smear the juices from my pussy along my clit.

  “Busy guy like you can make time for me?”

  “I’m sure I can find some, if I really look hard enough,” he jokes.

  “But when I was fifteen, you couldn’t?” I continue, even though he looks confused with the game.

  He finally just laughs it off.

  “I had to stay in foster homes until this year. So many homes
, so many men, so many daddies.”

  That causes him pause. I can see him formulate the question he wants to ask, but it doesn’t come out. I put his hands on my chest and encourage him to grope me.

  “You wouldn’t believe how many men actually love the daddy/daughter routine.”

  “Yea,” he scoffs, wondering where I’m going with this.

  “You liked it too, didn’t you?”

  I give him plenty of time to answer but he doesn’t.

  “You said you did—your cock said you did.”

  He stops me from moving on top of him.

  “What are we playing now?” nervous laughter, “I’m confused.”

  “We are playing daddy/daughter.”

  “This one is a little more dramatic, it’s kinda taking me out of the mood.”

  “What do you want me to do to keep you in the mood?”

  “I don’t know, I mean, I want you to get all this off your chest, if you need to, but maybe now isn’t the time for such a talk.”

  “So, you don’t like it to be more realistic daddy/daughter shit?”

  “Not really. It just makes me feel bad that that was your life. Makes me want to take care of you, not fuck you.” Caressing my arms, he tries to move me off of him, but I don’t budge.

  “You would have wanted to take care of me?”

  “Yea, I don’t want that for you. I hate shit like that.”

  “You would have wanted to play daddy for me?”

  He nods, I feel him growing hard again, and I start moving once more, building the friction he needs to come for me again. His cock swells inside my tunnel.

  “So as long as you think I’m someone else’s daughter you’ll make time for me, but if I’m yours, you can’t be bothered to look for time, huh…daddy?”

  He freezes, suddenly realizing where this could be going. I squeeze tightly milking him over the edge. Just as it dawns on him, I feel the heat of come shoot inside me as a shocked expression takes over his o face, giving me exactly what I wanted.

  “You get it now, don’t you, daddy?”

  “Haley!?” he shouts, inadvertently moaning as I coax the last of his come with a slow grind.