The Daddy Box Set

by Claire Adams

  I got the chance to catch his tongue with my control and suck it furiously, emulating the long pulls I had on his cock a moment earlier. He was moaning against my mouth, his breathing turning heavy and fast as I continued dominating his mouth.

  He pressed his hard cock against my soft center, teasing me with his throbbing erection. His huge cock poked my stomach, tickling me as he moved back and forth. So big and thick. I glanced down, licking my lips as he captured my face and forced me to look back up.

  “You like it?”

  I reached out and stroked up. “I love it.” It was excessive, insanely large. Too much for me to even try and fit inside of me, yet I was soaking wet with lust. I was going for it. Consequences be damned.

  As he pulled on my lower lip, he reached around and unhooked my bra. My tits bounced, exposing me as he coveted me with his eyes. He tugged my pants down, opening the buttons and unzipping them to leave me with my tiny panties on. The front was soaking wet.

  “God, Kylie. I’ve thought about this a million times. Tell me to stop.” He cupped the side of my neck and kissed me before moving down to lick at my nipples. “I want to be inside you so damn bad.”

  “Don’t stop. Please?” I begged and reached between us to stroke him again. “Just be careful with me.”

  He glanced up and smiled. “Is this your first time, sweet girl?”

  “Yeah.” I leaned back and spread my legs wide. “I want it with you.”

  “I don’t have a condom, but I won’t come.” He gripped his cock and brushed it down the side of my panties as I moaned loudly and arched my back. “I’m going to be careful, but I’m huge, Kylie. Tell me to stop if it’s too much, baby.”

  “I will.” I bit my lip and watched him as he slipped his fingers under my panties and spread me open, pressing two fingers into my heat. I’d fucked myself with up to four before, so I knew it wouldn’t be too bad; at least I hoped it wouldn’t.

  He pressed against me once more, his head pushing its way to nudge my drenched panties. My underwear was already soaked in pussy juices, excited about him without us starting anything yet. The anticipation of his big cock inside of me was driving me insane, making me feel nothing but heat as my passion flowed inside my veins.

  He tugged my panties down and smiled. “So beautiful. Slick and wet.”

  “So ready for you,” I whispered and pressed down as he ran his cock head over my swollen lips. “I’ve wanted this for a long time.”

  “Such a good girl.” He smiled and pressed in, filling me with far more dick than I could handle.

  I cried out and gripped the edge of the working table, preparing myself for what was yet to come.

  He pulled out and ran his cock over my lips again before pressing back in a little. I couldn’t take my eyes off of his pink, throbbing cock. Ten inches and far too wide to consider measuring.

  I ran my hands along his torso, pulling his gun shop’s shirt uniform up to reveal his muscular and toned body. His abs were well formed, maintained, and developed, which was an evidence of his active lifestyle. I caressed his body as he stroked my pussy lips, teasing me for a few more seconds.

  “You want more?”

  I moaned and forced my hips down, taking more of his thickness inside of me. “Please? I want it all.”

  “Greedy little thing.” He smiled and leaned closer to me as he held my legs apart. The soft press of his lips on mine felt right. As he kept me busy on our kisses, I felt his huge, thick cock push its way into my gentle opening.

  My hands seized his back, surprised by the intense sensation and pressure. So much pressure.

  “Hold on, Kylie. This is going to hurt a little, baby, but it will be so good once I get past this point, okay?”

  I nodded and looked up into his eyes as he thrust, driving himself deep inside of me. I screamed, but the burn faded into bliss as he massaged my tight channel with his dick.

  He pushed his cock once more, struggling its way to penetrate my tight, little pussy. I bit my lip and tightened my grip as he thrust more, getting a part of his shaft inside of me. He took the advantage and moved in slow, huge motions, pushing his way deep inside of me.

  I couldn’t fight the powerful sensation that washed over me. Never had I felt this way, a sublime pleasure of orgasm all at once. I felt his hands fondle my breasts, kneading them in rhythm to his thrusts. Pinching my pink nipples and seizing the plump flesh of my breasts, I could feel the wave of my orgasm building deep inside of me.

  As he penetrated my pussy more, Hunter increased his speed and vigor as he fucked me. His huge, thick cock filled me, stretching me, forcing me to open up to fit him. I felt the spasm of heat traverse my body, moving its way down to my waist. I fought the exceptional sensation, but the more I fought, the more Hunter triggered the feeling to intensify.

  While he kept on pumping his hips, I felt the avalanche of unexplained, strong fluids escape my body. His huge, thick cock had slid in a little deeper before he moved back, panting. I moaned and tensed up, sprinkling his body with my own orgasm.

  “Fuck, Kylie. I didn’t expect that, baby. So hot.” He smiled, teasing me as he pressed back in. “Do it again. As many times as you can. I love it.”

  Relief filled me, and I kissed him passionately again, his lips moving with me in unison. His body was hot as fuck, the power of his thrusts almost too much.

  I was taken by surprise when he lifted me up, putting me on my feet. My knees were struggling to maintain their balance. Thanks to the table, I could lean on it and find support for what his next move might be.

  He turned me and pressed me back down, making me lean over the table with my tits pressed against it. I released unintelligible sounds as I felt his cock press at my wet entrance once again. Testing the depths of my pussy, he pushed once again.

  He was barely inside of me. Half of his shaft had obliterated my base, digging it deeper to allow more of his length inside of me. Pleasure washed over me in great waves as he took his time, fucking me shallow and slow, playing with my clit with his free hand as I squirmed and whined beneath him. It was too much. He was too much. I came again, wetness dripping down my thighs as I cried out.

  “Fuck, Kylie.” He pulled out, panting. “I can’t go anymore without coming, baby. Let’s stop for tonight.”

  “No way.” I turned, completely ready to give him anything he wanted. “I don’t want you to stop.”

  “It’s not a risk we can take right now.” He touched the side of my face, but I could see his need. Feel it. Sense it.

  I dropped to my knees and pulled him close, sliding his thick shaft into my mouth. The taste of my own release raced across my tongue, turning me on far more than I thought it would.

  He moaned and trusted above me until he tensed and lost himself on my tongue. I drank him down and licked at his thick, pulsing head until he stepped back, his eyes glossy, his face filled with ecstasy.

  He pulled me up and wrapped his arms around me. “How the hell did all of that happen?”

  I laughed. “Sorry for ruining the gun lesson tonight.” I looked at him with seducing eyes, still mesmerized by his great body, handsome face, plus his giant cock.

  “You’re still welcomed tomorrow, in case you forgot. I will love to teach you how to use your gun.” He kissed the top of my head and moved back, pulling his pants back around his waist. He groaned to find out that his cock would not fit inside his jeans fully erect. I wasn’t surprised at all.

  I nodded as I picked up my clothes to get dressed. “I enjoyed tonight.”

  “I want you to stay with me.” He reached out and helped me with my shirt.

  “No, not with Vince sick. Soon maybe?”

  “Absolutely.” He pulled me close and kissed me one more time. “Soon needs to be like really, really soon.”

  We shared a laugh, and I lifted to my toes, kissing him one more time. “Bye, lover.”

  “Bye, beautiful. See you tomorrow.” He waved his hand as I turned and walked across the y
ard toward the house. Every cell in my body was humming, and I was on fire for him. Soon would be real soon.

  I needed more of him. Now.

  Chapter Eleven

  Hunter

  Sleeping the night off was the hardest thing to do. My mind had been shrouded with thoughts of our heated encounter. Her gun practice had turned into something more dangerous and adventurous.

  I checked the time over the wall clock that hung in the center of my room. Time flew by so slowly, especially when one was conscious of the things around them. All that my eyes could see were pictures of Kylie bent forward in front of me, moaning in extreme pleasure over my huge cock deposited into her tight, little pussy. I felt my lips curve into a sly smile, reminding me of the exciting night we had out in my barn.

  I decided to stand up and stretch my legs. My jogging pants were enough to clothe me, so I went out of my room, half naked with no shirt on.

  Right before I walked out of the back door, I decided to check on Vince. He had eaten a few bites last night. Kylie was a great cook, making her all the more attractive. My little guy had to be starving though a few bites of soup wasn’t nearly enough.

  I stopped in front of his room, turning the knob of his door slowly. Careful not to create any noise, I peeked into the room as quietly as I could. Vince was still sound asleep, looking better than last night.

  I walked on tiptoes, trying my hardest not to disrupt his rest. I checked his temperature by putting the back of my hand against his forehead. He was still warm, although not as hot as yesterday. His fever seemed to have subsided, but I could not afford to let him go to school and tire himself again. He had not yet fully recovered, and he needed some time off perhaps. That would be the best resort for now.

  Instead of walking out of the house for a jog, I decided to cook Vince something for breakfast. That fever had taken away his appetite, and he needed to recharge his body for him to recuperate fast.

  I went to the kitchen and cooked our breakfast. I tried to force my thoughts away from Kylie’s sexy body and great smile, but it was a difficult task to do.

  Still, my cooking prowess was unbeatable. It would be best for him to eat meat and vegetables, with soup to make him feel better. I hoped he could return to his old, cheerful self today.

  I took him breakfast in bed, waking him with a kiss on the head. He stretched his limbs and yawned audibly, his eyes squeezed closed. When he opened his eyes, he threw his hands around me and hugged me tightly.

  “You okay, big guy?”

  “Dad, I’m fine. Can we go hog hunting tonight?”

  As much as I wanted to give into him, he needed to rest. I smiled at. “You need to rest, buddy. The hog hunting can wait, anyway.”

  “Really?” He was obviously too beat to hide his disappointment like he usually did.

  “As soon you get well, we will go hunt those hogs. Is that better, buddy?” I asked, his expression brightening up into a hopeful smile. I could not disappoint him again. He deserved better for being the most perfect son a parent could hope for. “So, you better eat this meal I prepared for superheroes like you.”

  He perked up and looked over at the tray, seeing the delicious food whose inviting smell lingered around his room. He happily stood up and tugged my hand, pulling me up to come along with him.

  “Superheroes don’t eat in bed. Only babies do.” He flexed his pretended biceps, posing as The Incredible hulk. He walked with his chest out, exiting the room with a spirit of a champion. He acted tough, but I knew he still felt a bit ill.

  I carried the tray of food out of the room, taking his breakfast into the kitchen. He sat there waiting for me patiently, his feet swinging as they hung shortly from the chair. I laid the tray on the table, serving him his first meal of the day. He took the plate and ate in silence, his appetite returning from what I could tell.

  I took a plate and served myself as my stomach rumbled. I watched as he ate his meal, observing if he was feeling better now. I was happy to see that he seemed cured of his fever, although I needed to be sure he was fully recovered.

  “Hey, buddy. I think it’s best if you come along with Dad today. It’s just a tour of the town’s museum later, right?” I asked him.

  He nodded, though he looked a bit sad about not coming along on the trip.

  “Don’t worry, buddy. I have better plans for you later.” He looked up, grabbing his attention by my last statement. He looked at me with inquiring eyes, searching for answers. He raised his brows as he waited for an answer, but I shook my head to keep him excited. “It’s a surprise.”

  I continued my meal as I watched him look pumped for what was yet to come.

  *

  “You look so cheerful today that it makes me worried.” Garren took one of the guns out of the display case, searching the customer’s requested item as he bumped into me. His sarcasm was thick…as per usual.

  I punched his arm, telling him to focus on work instead of goofing around.

  “So, how’s the hunt? You must have had a lot of game last night.” Garren walked side by side with me, approaching our respective clients to talk to.

  I smiled, leaving the conversation hanging between us.

  “What?” He was hoping for something clear, although he knew something interesting had happened in his absence. He was good at reading my mind, but we had been friends since we were kids. It wasn’t too damn hard to do.

  “Man, we had some wild times last night.” He let out a toned chuckle as he stopped walking right before we reached our customers. His brows were wrinkled, but his eyes were screaming his desire to hear the gist of the night.

  “So, Kylie was the big catch.” I pushed him forward, telling him not to keep the customers waiting. He was hoping for an answer, but I refrained from disclosing the details of what happened. Watching him squirm was far too much fun.

  “Dude,” he mumbled. “What the fuck happened? Tell me, man.”

  “I will, you idiot, but first, we got to get these deals done before I tell you the rest of the night’s adventure.” I faced my client and assisted him until he decided to buy something.

  “So, a promise is a promise.” Garren turned to me after his client left, a smile on his face. He hopped up on the table and gave me a look. “Spill. Now.”

  “I guess you know the rest of it.” I kept things mysterious. A part of me expected him to ask some nasty questions like, “How was she in bed?” or “Does she have some nice tits?” but he didn’t.

  “You’re such a pussy.” He teased me for my cowardly ways, averting his questions. “Tell me what happened. What are you? Ten?”

  “Man, my son’s here. Watch it; we don’t want him hearing these things.”

  “Then spill.” He leaned closer. “Who did you shock with that monster in your britches and was she good?”

  Garren let out another joyous chuckle, seeing the panic in my eyes.

  “Yeah, and Kylie from next door.” I rolled my eyes. “Now who’s acting ten?”

  “Kylie? I never noticed you had your eyes on her,” he kidded, keeping his candor despite his teasing. “But man, I’m happy for you. Finally, you took my advice. Linda left you four years ago and never looked back, bro. You had to move on. That shit is long overdue.”

  “Yeah. It is, right?” I smiled at him, surprised at how good I felt. It was a breath of fresh air. It was refreshing and amazing. I never thought I would feel this way again. I got lost in my thoughts for a moment.

  Garren whistled and stood, popping me in the chest as he walked to the front. “Hey, Hunter. Someone’s looking for you.”

  I glanced up to see Kylie. A smile spread across my face. She had to be the most beautiful woman in the world. I wasn’t just falling in lust with her, but love. Fuck me. I was probably already there.

  Kylie stood before the glass display cases looking pretty as ever. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, highlighting her attractive, delicate face. She wore a red checkered blouse which was tied up a little a
bove the waist. Her navel was peeking out, exhibiting her sexy curves for me to see. Those skinny, dark denim jeans she wore were precisely showing her nice, long legs. I could not take my eyes off of her, beaming as she showed her gun case in her right hand.

  I hurried to greet her. She had to be there for some real target practice. Yes. I’d been waiting all damn day to see her.

  “Nice seeing you, Kylie. You look beautiful.” I took a deep breath, completely swept off of my feet by her.

  Her lips curved into a sweet smile, her cheeks flushed. “Thanks.”

  I nodded at Garren, who knew my sign. I needed back up so I could spend a little bit of time with my newest obsession. I took her with me as we picked Vince from the back office. He was coloring some of his books again, but upon seeing Kylie, he wanted to come and watch the gun practice along with us.

  “Okay, buddy. But you have to keep away and sit still as the shooting starts, okay?” I smiled down at him.

  His eyes lit up. I guess I was not the only one thrilled by Kylie’s company.

  The three of us walked out of the back door, coming into the range that was set up at the back of the shop. It was the ideal place to shoot some targets. I had put this up for the enthusiasts and interested people ready to learn some new, badass skills.

  “So, let me see your gun again.” I motioned for her to pull it out.

  She took the gun out of the case, looking prepared, as if she knew the basics of loading the gun. “Here you go.”

  “Saying ‘I’m impressed’ is not enough. You’ve done your homework well, Kylie,” I kidded, seeing she had researched about the preparations for gun shooting and practice.

  She smiled at me, walking past me as she proceeded to the shooting area. “I had a good teacher.”

  Her sultry voice had my body hardening. There was no way I was going to be able to keep myself in check around her, but I had to. The little man was with us. I followed her, taking my spot beside her. “I’ll teach you how to shoot that target today.” I pointed my finger at a thin, flat wood that stood approximately a few feet away from where we stood.