by Lucy Lixx
“It’s not mom.”
Daddy’s voice made me tremble. Immediately, although still half-asleep, I was shaking and I got the goose bumps again. I tried to get out of bed only to be stopped: “Don’t get out. Get in bed. And lay face down.”
As I laid down, I took the courage to tell him: “Brian saw us last night.”
“Oh? What did he see?” – Daddy was speaking, as I heard a noise: sounded as if he was taking off his belt.
“He was on the window atop the balcony. He saw us…”
“He saw us what, m?” – As he spoke, he lifted the sheet off me, only to reveal my complete nakedness.
“He saw you…touching me.”
He hit me with his belt on the ass real hard. It hurt, I screamed. Daddy kept talking in his stern, stabile voice as if nothing happened:
“I was touching you? Where?”
I kept quiet for a second, thinking about what I should say. He started spanking me, harder and harder: “I asked you a question, didn’t I? I expect an answer!”
Although I knew what we were doing last night, I felt too embarrassed to say it. Daddy kept using his belt and his palms to spank me and I kept screaming in both pain and arousal. I felt him getting on the bed, mounting me. I was laying head down with his legs holding me tightly underneath him.
“Should I repeat myself?” – Daddy leaned in and whispered on my ear.
“No daddy. I will behave.” – I whispered back as I felt him petting me on the head.
“So, what did I do to you last night?”
“You put your finger in my mouth…and you stuck your finger in my ass.” – I whispered.
“Good girl. And, did you like it?”
I tried to nod in agreement, but I couldn’t as he had me face down, locked in, completely unable to move.
“Yes…”
“Yes what?”
I didn’t know what to say and I went with: “Yes, daddy.”
He seemed happy with the answer. He took both of my hands and tied them up behind my back with his belt. I felt Daddy’s hands glade through every inch of me, as if he was inspecting new uncharted territory. It felt oddly satisfying, good, arousing…I was turned on and I wanted more. I never realized I was moaning until he leaned in, completely lying on me, with the heaviness of his torso on my body. I felt daddy breathing in me ear with his arms around me head: “You are a good girl. And, I’ll award you.”
I felt his hands gliding from my neck, through my back, my tied arms all the way down to my ass. He took his time there, squeezing and massaging me, right after which I felt daddy started opening it with his both hands. I couldn’t move I was squeezed under him, face down, not even able to see what he was doing.
“Tell me Beth…have you ever been fucked?” – He spoke, giving me goose bumps head to toe.
“No, daddy…no I haven’t.”
I heard him smirk in satisfaction: “Well, you’re about to be.”
As he said it, I felt my pussy drip of wetness. I was ready and I wanted him so much.
He pushed one of his hands in between my ass, gently massaging me all the way down. Daddy was really taking his time: he knew how much I wanted him and he kept teasing me, asking me to beg him. I was squirming under his hands, trying to move, trying to show him what I wanted.
He slapped me on my butt: “We’ll get there. I’m not in a hurry.”
Daddy kept rubbing me, from my anus to my pussy, slowly at first and then faster by the minute. I was moaning: “Give it to me Daddy, I want you.”
And, he smiled. A long, satisfying laugh: “Oh Beth, you’ve got so much to learn.”
My toes curled and my skin became too sensitive for his touch. I was wet, utterly turned on and as much as I was trying to move, to grab him, to show daddy how much I wanted him, I couldn’t. He wasn’t letting me.
Right after that, he took the belt that was tying up my hands and he used his left hand to hold both of my arms behind my back. Daddy took the belt and glided it through my ass, all the way down, rubbing me with it. This was a new sensation: the firmness and coldness of the leather brought me to a complete different dimension of arousal. And, I wanted more.
“Faster, daddy, faster!” – I dared to yell, only to have him remove the belt and spank me again.
“Not so fast baby girl. We’re taking it slow.” – With this, while still holding both of my arms, he leaned in and put his tongue in my butt first, after which he went down to my pussy. Daddy was licking me, sucking that sweet spot of mine and I was barely able to hold it together. I was trying to move, I was fidgeting, fighting to no avail. I was trying to cum, I was on the verge of a climax, but he simply wouldn’t let me.
All of a sudden, he stood up, picked me up by my arms and turned me to face him. We were both on the bed on our knees, facing each other. Me, barely able to catch my breath, him, with a deep desire in his eyes – something I hadn’t seen before.
As I leaned in to kiss him, he pushed me away: “I’m the one setting the rules here, Beth. You better obey.”
I nodded, as there was absolutely nothing I could do. He pushed me down, made me come eye to eye with his dick, something I was seeing for the first time. It looked enormous. It was hard and when I touched it, it felt as it was pulsating in my hand. I grabbed daddy and started going up and down with my hand, while staring into his eyes. He was looking at me and my hand, before stopping me: “You have to get it wet first, Beth. Be a good girl and put it in your mouth.”
I obliged. I was licking the tip at first, completely caught off guard as I had no idea what I was supposed to be doing.
“Good…that’s good…now, slide it in…suck it, Beth.”
And, I did. He tasted deliciously fresh, raw, manly, something I had not experienced before. I was really enjoying myself as I was sucking him off, watching his facial expressions while he was holding my head, pulling me in and out.
“Touch yourself.” – He whispered, as he was holding my head, and I removed my arms from his dick, while continuing to suck him off, and started rubbing myself. I couldn’t believe how wet I was, it almost felt embarrassing to be dripping in front of him! Daddy knew how much I wanted him.
“Good girl…you’re doing fine. Keep going.” – He said, leaning on the bed and opening his legs. I was laying in between his legs, touching myself and sucking my daddy’s dick. It felt hot, forbidden and arousing.
After a few minutes, he lifted my head: “That’s enough. Now, stand up and turn around. On all fours, please.”
And, I did. I felt a little weird for spreading out on all fours in front of him especially since I couldn’t see what he was doing. I felt his hands gliding through my body, all the way down to my pussy. Daddy pushed a finger inside and I screamed.
“Relax, Beth. Breathe.” – He was whispering, as I was trying not to scream. He was fingering me and I felt the wetness dripping. Soon after, he was just standing behind me with his fingers pointed, and I was leaning in and going back, all by myself. It felt amazing.
“You’re doing great, Beth. It’s time to see if you can handle it.”
I moaned in agreement as he came to me, opening me up and making me lean up front. I was with my arms and head on a pillow while my ass was up in the air. Then, I felt it.
Daddy took his member to my pussy and was rubbing it off me. It was the best sensation ever. I felt like I was on the verge to explode.
He pushed it in, slowly and I felt pain. I screamed, fidgeting to get away, trying to get out of bed, but daddy pushed me in, grabbing me by my midriff and holding me down.
“Not getting away now, Beth. It’s time. I’ve been polite enough so far.”
As he said this, he pushed his whole dick in me and I screamed and yelled and begged him to stop.
“Relax, Beth. Breath. Relax.” – He was saying as I was fighting for air.
After a few moments, the pain was gone. I started to feel his dick inside me, h
is hand on my clit, massaging, going in and out, and bringing me on the verge of an orgasm. I started moaning: “Yes, daddy, please don’t stop, please give it to me.”
“You’ve deserved it. You’ve been such a bad girl.”
“Punish me daddy, please fuck me hard!” – I was yelling, not able to figure out where those words were coming from. At that very moment, nothing mattered, except the utter pleasure he was giving me.
“You want hard?” – He asked, as I felt him pushing in one finger in my asshole. I felt full, too full, stuffed in all my holes, as he kept going, harder and harder.
“Please don’t stop!” – I yelled, I begged, as he kept fucking me. Daddy stopped. He stood up, leaving me on all fours on the bed. I was dripping, I was so close to cum, and I couldn’t believe he would leave me like this. I turned around and laid flat on my back, legs spread, reaching down to rub myself as he stood there, watching. Daddy was naked, hands on hips, inspecting what I was doing. The moment he realized I was getting too close, he removed my hands from my pussy, grabbed me by my feet and turned me on the side of the bed he was standing at. He was holding me by my ankles, taking my legs up high, landing them on his shoulders, while entering me again.
I was arching my back and moaning, louder and louder by the minute. It was excruciating, the whole ordeal was tiring and all I wanted was to please him and to cum. Daddy wouldn’t let me, though.
“Not yet.” – He leaned in and whispered.
“Please daddy, I beg you…please cum.”
“Not yet, I said!” – He yelled, as he continued to enter me while holding my legs on his shoulders. I was completely surrendered although eager to finally reach an orgasm. I realized daddy had intended to torture me, to get back at me for being a bad girl.
He pushed my legs away and climbed in the bed, lying on his back and spanking me gently: “Come on Beth. Time to ride daddy.”
“I don’t know how to. I’m tired.” – I whispered as he reached to me, grabbed me by my hands and helped me settle right on him. My hands were on his torso as his hands were on my hips, moving me up and down until I was able to understand what he was asking of me. Soon, we were holding hands as I was riding him, faster and faster, finally having the freedom to establish my own rhythm, a rhythm I knew was taking me straight to an orgasm.
“Yes, that’s it, keep going.”- He said, as I surrendered to riding and rubbing myself off him. It came in a second: complete warmth enveloped me, I felt dizzy, closed my eyes and the sudden wave of an orgasm swept all over me. I slowed down, just rubbing off him to keep the feeling last as much as possible, while feeling all my muscles flex and relax as my brain was blown away. Once it was all over, I stopped and got off him. Daddy stood up:
“We’re not yet done. Come here. I need to cum too.”
I returned in bed seeing him laid down on his back and I went down on him, sucking him off, stuffing his dick in my mouth for as far as it would go, licking it, rubbing it, and waiting for him to finally cum.
Then, all of a sudden, he jumped out of bed, grabbed me by my hair, pulled it back as he was jerking off in front of me.
“Open your mouth!” – He screamed at me and I did.
I saw his dick pulsating before it finally exploded in an orgasm. I saw his face, the sweet surrender to this long overdue satisfaction was all over him. His cum spilled all over my face and my mouth I was licking it, trying to get it all.
“Do you like the taste?” – He calmly asked as I nodded.
Soon, he climbed out of bed and put his clothes on. I was still in bed wrapped in a bed sheet.
“I don’t have to tell you this is our little secret, right?”
I nodded again and asked: “What about Brian?”
He stopped and turned to face me: “You’re not a virgin anymore and you can do anything and anyone you want.”
“I was thinking about what he saw last night?”
Daddy looked at me: “So make him keep his mouth shut. Be a good girl.”
He smiled and exited the room.
After he left the room, I took some time just lying on the bed, thinking about what had happened. I was happy: I finally found the type of man I was looking for, strong, stable, experienced. I needed time before I was able to get out of bed as my knees were shaking and I wasn’t able to walk properly. As soon as the euphoria had died out, I ran to the shower, got dressed and went down to eat. I was famished.
Chapter 8
Later that day, mom and Brian returned from work and we had a family lunch outside on the beautiful balcony. Mom was beyond happy: I could tell by the way she giggled all the way through lunch.
Brian, on the other hand, was staring at me. His eyes, so similar to his father’s, only less experienced, were telling me he knew what was happening. I played it cool and tried to ignore him.
“I have an announcement to make.” – Daddy started and we all looked at him: “Now that we’re a family, a new one at that, it’s time for us to take a vacation together. Everything has been settled, and we all leave for Italy next week.”
“Italy! Oh my God, Mike you’re so romantic! I can’t thank you enough!” – Mom said, standing up and running to him, hugging him and giving him a kiss. I played the good daughter, picked up my glass for a toast and said:
“Thanks Daddy! You really are the best!”
“He really is something, isn’t he?” – Brian whispered as we all smiled looking forward to our vacation.
Later that day, mom and my stepdad went to dinner with friends. They were newlyweds and were celebrating their newfound happiness.
Since it was the summer break, I stayed in the house out by the pool, reading. Brian walked up to me:
“So, would you explain what I saw last night?”
His sentence really hit a nerve. I was terrified and started trembling. As much I was trying to mask it and play it cool, I knew he noticed I was nervous.
“What are you talking about?” – I asked, as cold as possible.
He leaned in and sat right next to me. He put one of his hands on my knee:
“What were you doing with your new daddy last night on the balcony?”
I was shaking, my legs were trebling and he saw it. Instead of pushing further, he simply said: “Don’t worry, Beth. I won’t tell if you don’t. I will, however require a small favor for keeping my mouth shut.”
“It was nothing. We weren’t doing anything!”
“Really? How about we leave your mom to be the judge of that?”
Brian took out his phone and showed me a clip: a video he had made from standing at that window atop the terrace. It was dark but it was zoomed in and it showed both of us: daddy and I, getting close. As much as the video didn’t show his hand up my butt, it showed his finger in my mouth. It was beyond incriminating.
“Give me that!” – I yelled, trying to get to the phone, but he was faster than me. Brian was smiling: “So, as I was saying, you do me a favor and I won’t tell a soul.”
I was beaten. I knew he had won and there was nothing I could do about it. The last thing I wanted was to compromise my mom’s happiness, a happiness she truly deserved. I knew if she found out about this, it would break her heart. And, I simply couldn’t afford it.
I stood in front of the pool, arms on my hips, looking at Brian who was stretched out on one of the sunbeds. He had a very satisfactory smirk on his face as he knew he had me.
“Fine. What do you want Brian?”
He took a deep breath and eyed me top to bottom: “You already know what I want, as I’ve told you.”
“I don’t understand?” – I asked, crossing my arms and staring at him. I was agitated, to say the least.
“You. I want you, Beth. That’s all.”
The dreaded truth. I was scared he would do something like this and it happened. I thought about it, if I did what he was asking me to, no one will ever find out anything. And, I was no longer a virgin as t
he man I wanted to take my virginity just did that, this morning.
“Okay.” – I whispered, slowly sitting next to him on the sunbed.
“Good. I had the feeling you’d oblige.”
So many things in Brian reminded me of daddy. His poise, his voice, and the way he looked at me… He really was the spitting and younger image of his dad. Brian’s fault was he wasn’t as experienced as his dad was.
“So, what do you want me to do?”
He reached out and put his arm around me. I leaned in and put my head on his shoulder.
“I know exactly what I want you to do. Meet me in my room in 10.”
He stood up and left.
