by ChaShiree M.
“Hi sweet girl. How’s my baby?”
“I’m fine mom. A little surprised to see you here?”
“Of course, Tim gets invited to all of these things. As his fiancée, I am expected to show up.” Makes total sense to me. Although, I don’t think my uncle thought about that.
Walking into the room, I start looking around to make sure I don’t see him. There is no sign of the man, who starred in my dreams and fantasies since I came home. I also notice that Daisy hasn’t arrived yet. Oddly enough, they have seated me by my mom, dad, and Daisy since she is my plus one. This should be an interesting night.
As more and more people begin to filter into the restaurant, I become increasingly more anxious. Finally, Daisy walks in with my dad at almost the same time, my mom and Tim sit next to me.
“Hailey sweetie. Why are you just sitting here? You should be mingling. There are plenty of eligible men here tonight.” As I am about to respond, Daisy walks up. Thank God. I stand to give her a hug and notice my mom is looking her up and down.
“Dais, this is my mom, Elaine. Mom, this is Daisy. She’s...” I am about to say dad’s new girlfriend when my mom interrupts me.
“It’s nice to meet you,” she says, while extending her hand. Daisy extends her own and shakes her hand back. I decide it’s time to go over to my uncle and Tabitha to say congratulations when I see my dad walking over. Mom and Tim begin to fidget when they see him approaching. I thinks it quite funny to be honest.
After an awkward greeting, dad takes Daisy out on the floor for a dance. I get up to finally go over and see my uncle. Suddenly I stop. Standing on the other side of the room, next to Tabitha’s older sister is Payton. I am literally stuck where I am standing. My pulse starts to pick up as I remember the way he would take me. Night after night on my back, my knees, or atop him. He laid claim to me like a lion takes his queen, sinking his teeth into my neck and demanding I give myself to him.
The memory is an enemy for me right now. My panties are soaked, sticking to my pussy, and threatening to spill over and show everyone how much of a good girl I am not. Oh God. The need for him is so strong that I feel as if I am going to suffocate. My legs are shaking and each nipple is begging to be handled. I finally give up and walk towards the exit to get to my car. The need to stay home for a few days, until he has gone back to Boston is overwhelming.
I wish deep down I had the strength to go to him and tell him how I feel. The truth is I am not strong enough to handle rejection from him. Saying my goodbyes to everyone as I walk swiftly to the door, I get out in the sunlight and to my car door when I hear a voice.
“Going somewhere little Hailey?”
No. No. No. Not here. He cannot do this to me here of all places. The man is standing right behind me with the warmth of his breath spreading across my neck making my body tingle. I feel his hand starting to skim around my waist. Though I have on a dress, the heat and electricity strumming across my skin alert me to his presence. As if, I need to be made aware. My body can hear his voice. It’s so close that if I turn our mouths would be fused. If I face him, I will melt at his feet. Beg him to fuck me and make me scream like he did all those nights. Instead, I stay with my back to him.
“H-h-home. I’m going home.” I cannot turn around and face him. If I do, I won’t be able to walk away and save my heart.
“Sounds perfect baby. I am going to get my car and follow you. My cock needs to remind you, that you belong to him. Now that I know where you are, you won't be getting away from me again. Get inside the car and drive.”
Well hell. There is nothing left to do but drive.
4
PAYTON
A fter getting into my car, I follow her home. During the short drive, all I can think about is driving my hard cock into her again. I have to palm my cock in order to try and calm down. In no time, we pull to a stop at the curb in front of a quaint brick building that is further down Main Street. With how close it is to the restaurant we could have walked.
I park my car behind hers and get out. Walking over to her car, I open the door and hold out my hand for her to take. When she does, I feel the telltale spark has been there from the first second I laid on eyes on her in that coffeeshop. It is telling me the intense feeling of warmth I get when I am around her wasn’t a dream. I help her out and close the door.
“You live here alone?” I ask. My voice is rough and my cock is trying to escape from my pants. If I don’t get inside of her soon, I will explode.
“I don’t live here, really. My father does. I live at St. Paul in a dorm room.” I nod. We don’t say anything for a few moments as my eyes roam her face.
“Are you going to invite me upstairs?” I ask. When she hesitates, I crowd her and push her back against the car. My lips find hers as my hands tangle in her hair. She moans before pulling back from me. Without a word, she takes my hand and opens the door on the street level. She leads me up the stairs and into a tiny bachelor's apartment, then directly into a sparsely decorated room with two twin beds. Letting go of my hand, she turns to start kissing me again before turning her back to me.
“Unzip me?” She asks. Her voice is thick and sensual and goes straight to my cock. I unzip her dress with shaky hands. Shaky, not in nerves but in anticipation. Her dress starts falling to the floor, bringing first her naked back into view followed by her naked ass. My anger and jealousy is swift. I clench my hands into tight fists.
“This is how you dress? Did you want other men seeing what's mine? Are you even still mine?” I question harshly through clenched teeth. She turns and faces me with hands on her hips. I have to work hard to keep the groan inside as I am greeted with sight of her perky tits and bare pussy. It is the place I want to be buried in for the rest of my life. I can’t stand the fact that she has not been with me for weeks now.
“The dress was tight. I didn't want a panty line. Not that I need to explain myself to you. Besides, I am sure you fucked whoever you wanted in the last couple of weeks,” she spits right back at me.
Doesn’t she know I love her? I have cursed myself every day since she left, that I didn't tell her what I was and am feeling for her. I should have shouted it from the fucking rooftops telling not only her but everyone in the surrounding area how I felt.
“Nope. I have only been using my hand when I’m thinking about you. Which is all the time,” I say honestly as I let my Boston accent come out. I do know how it turns her on. She gasps and her eyes go to my cock. “Now answer my question, Little Hailey. Has anyone else fucked the best cunt in the world?” I don't really want to know, but I need to know. She shakes her head. “Answer me,” I say startling her.
“No Payton. No one else has fucked me. I promise,” she says. The way she says it with her eyes, I take my jacket, tie, and shirt off.
“And they never will. You're a good girl. My good girl,” I say as I pull my belt off letting it hit the floor. She moans when it does.
I quickly shed my pants and boxers as she flings herself on the bed sideways, while spreading her legs for me. Her pink pussy is glistening, and I need to taste her before I take her hard. I drop to my knees and pulling her shoes off. Grabbing her ass and pulling her closer to the edge of the bed, I start kissing at her toes and go to the top of her thigh. Avoiding her pussy, I start doing the same thing to her other leg. She squirms under me as I finally bury my face in her delicious snatch. The taste of her slick honey hits my tongue and it's like coming home. I wring an orgasm from her, before climbing on top. I lean down to kiss her, before moving down her neck to take one of her pink nipples into my mouth.
“I'm never letting you go again, this is it for me,” I say as I am slamming into her. I almost come at the feeling of her cunt wrapped around my cock again. Heaven might not be a good enough word to adequately describe the way she feels when I am inside her. Her hips rise to meet me thrust for thrust.
“Your cock feels amazing, Payton. Ah, fuck. Please give it to me. I need it. Give it to me,” she begs
and I have no choice but to give her what she needs. I move in and out of her like a fiend. My hands grip her hips as I use them as leverage. She shouts my name as I feel her juices rush over my dick and down my balls.
“Fuck, Hailey,” I shout as I fill her with my seed for what seems like the millionth time. I pull out of her and maneuver us so that she is on top of me in her tiny twin bed. I pull the comforter over us and kiss her forehead.
“I missed you, Payton,” she says sleepily. I smile into her hair. My girl is always tired after I fuck her senseless.
“I missed you too Little Hailey.”
Come hell or high water, I vow to never be apart from her again.
5
HAILEY
I have no idea how long I have been awake and staring at him. Immediately following an orgasm from heaven, I fell asleep. He woke me a few more times throughout the night and despite how sore I was I welcomed him. What else could I do? I missed him so much. Eventually we took a shower, changed the sheets, and fell into bed again.
Now here I am looking at the man I thought I would never see again, trying to stop myself from jumping up and down like a little girl and then rubbing myself all over him. Not to mention ever since I woke up his cock has been growing and begging for my attention.
My legs rub together to try and stop the ache between them. I have never been a particularly bold person. In fact, I would consider myself shy but happy and spirited around my family. Guys are a different story altogether. Since meeting Payton, I feel a part of myself changing. Not in tremendous ways, but when he talks, touches, and fills me up, a new me is born. And right now, she wants a taste.
Moving the sheet aside, my mouth begins to water as I look at the piece of art that is all this man. His cock is so huge. I am always shocked when it fits inside of me. Right now it is pointing towards his stomach and my mouth is calling for me to take ahold. I intend to answer.
Using only my mouth, I lean in and run my tongue across the head and it twitches. Excited with the knowledge of the effect I am having on him, even when he is sleeping. I get bolder. Licking it again, I pay special attention to the slit, coaxing the salty essence out of him. Seeing the first drop begin to form, I decide to go for it and put the whole head of his cock in my mouth, emboldened by myself. Suddenly, I hear him awaken.
“Shit. Hailey. Fuck, your mouth feels good. It’s as hot as your pussy is baby. FUCK! You don’t have to do this.”
“I know. It calls to me.” And it's true. Something about him, and us...calls to me.
“Ok. Such a good girl. Suck my cock then.” His words are making me hot and wet. My pussy juices dripping down my leg.
“Is your pussy wet for me baby?” I moan my answer with my mouth full of his cock. Moving up and down taking him further and further down my throat.. The vibration from my throat must have set him off. The next thing I know, he is grabbing my hair and pulling my mouth off him, which I protest with a whimper.
“Hands and knees little Hailey. I need to be inside you right now.”
Oh God. I start to shake as I get into position. This is when he is his most primal. When I feel the most out of control. Waiting on my hands and knees for him to take me is torture. It is mere seconds, but feels like forever.
“Oh baby, look at that pink pussy. So plump and sticky. Waiting for me to slam my way in. Isn’t that right little Hailey?”
“Yes. Yes, Payton.” He doesn’t waste any time. There is no sticking his finger inside first. I feel the head of his cock at my opening and then he is inside owning my every breath.
“Fucking tight pussy. It’s strangling my cock. Fuck. Push back on me baby. Fuck yea. You feel that?” He asks in my ear as he is nibbling my neck.
“You feel me. Deep inside this hot creamy tunnel you have. I’m going to release my seed right here inside of you baby. Give you my son, so you can never leave me.” My pussy squeezes his cock as his words wash over me.
Everything around me goes blurry. I can’t see, but holy hell can I feel. And I feel him everywhere. His hands on my hips as they pull and push me on and off his cock. Every time he sits me on him, his balls hit me. When he breathes it slides against my shoulder and as his tongue runs up the side of my neck and face. My nipples, hard and sensitive. Waiting for him to touch, lick, or pull them. My clit is throbbing. Begging for completion. Screaming for him to pinch it.
“Shit. Shit. Shit. Your pussy is going to be my own little fuck hole. Fuck baby. I’m sorry.” He says this right before his teeth sink into my neck and he fucks me like a madman. I know there will be bruises all over my body from him and I can’t find the strength to care. It feels good to be used by him right now.
“Payton. Oh god. Please. I can feel it. Harder. It's yours. Your pussy. Please. Just use it how you need to. Oh shit. Yes. Yes!” He reaches his hand around to pinch my clit and I tumble into oblivion.
My body is a live wire. Nerves are firing everywhere and anywhere throughout. I start twitching over and over again. He fucks me harder and faster, sending more orgasms one right after another through me. He grunts every time he bottoms out. I can feel his sweat dripping onto my back. And I feel so claimed and desirable right now.
“Hailey. I’m cumming baby. Cum for me one more time. NOW!” He flicks his finger over my nub and slams into me one, two, three more times and that’s it. I’m dead. I feel his release as it is filling me up. Coating me on the inside and sending an aftershock through me. Letting me know this is where his seed belongs. I never knew a person could come so many times in a day. Let alone in one encounter. He falls to the bed, wraps me inside of his arms, and kisses my neck.
“I love seeing my marks all over you. Hmmm….come on baby. Let’s go back to sleep. When we wake up, I have some errands to run. Then you and I are going to have dinner and talk. It's time I tell you how the rest of your life is going to go. Understand?” Crap. Why did that just make me horny again.
Maybe this should have scared me or something. But it doesn’t. Far from it, actually. It makes me feel safe. Warm and….loved. Hopefully that's what he’s feeling. Love. Because unequivocally, I know I am. Sighing, I answer him before drifting off.
“Yes Payton. I understand.” I understand that I don’t want it any other way.
6
PAYTON
L ooking around her room and noticing the amount of light coming through the window from outside, I figure it is about eight in the morning. I reluctantly pull myself from her tiny bed. She isn’t in it anymore, so I slide my tux pants back on. Unable to locate my shirt, I leave her room and follow the scent of food. My stomach rumbles, reminding me that I haven’t eaten anything but Hailey’s sweet cunt since dinner, the day before yesterday. If I am going to keep fucking her like I did last night, I am going to need to keep my strength up.
All conversation ceases as I walk into the kitchen. My eyes zone in on Hailey, sitting on a bar stool in my shirt with her legs tucked up under butt. A blonde girl about Hailey’s age is at the island fixing a plate heaped with food, and a big guy sits next to Hailey staring at the girl.
“Good morning, baby.” Hailey says as I make a beeline for her and kiss her temple. I don’t want to be any ruder than I was last night.
“Good morning, shirt thief,” I say laughing.
“This is Daisy, my best friend and soon to be stepmom And this very handsome man sitting next to me is my dad, Bill.” I shake Bill’s outstretched hand. Dad? I thought this was her friend. He doesn’t look that much older than my twenty-six years. “Guys, this is Payton. He’s Tabby’s brother I assume since he walked her down the aisle at the wedding yesterday.”
“I, uh, didn’t realize you’d be here, sir. This is a bit awkward,” I say rubbing a hand over the back of my neck.
“No, awkward would be what will happen if you hurt my daughter,” he says eyes become wide at the plate Daisy puts in front of him. He grins at me, and just like that, I feel like I am a member of this family. I rub a hand over my chest. Shit. I�
�ve never felt that before with anyone other than my sisters.
“You hungry?” Daisy asks, starting to fill another plate.
“Yes ma’am,” I say grabbing and sitting on the barstool next to Hailey.
“Ewww, no. Daisy will be just fine, Payton. Please do not call me ma’am. You will make me think my mother is here.” She sets Hailey’s plate down and starts making another for me. I wait as the others do for her to make herself one and join us. When she does, we all dig in.
After breakfast, Bill asks me to help him take the trash out. It’s a one-man job, so I can only assume he wants to talk to me. After Hailey returns my shirt, I throw my jacket on as well and follow him down the stairs. Instead of going out the front door that leads to the street, we head out the back door to an alley.
This seems like the perfect place to die, I think to myself as I look around the surprisingly tidy alley. Any alley in Boston could have a body in it and you’d never know.
“What are your intentions towards my daughter, Payton?” He asks as the dumpster lid slams closed. “I could hear a fair bit of your actions last night and this morning. Those are the things no father should ever hear when it comes to his daughter. So you will have to forgive me if I feel the need to have a few things clarified,” he says looking at anywhere but me.
“I apologize that you heard any of what transpired between us. But I love her, want to marry her, and have lots of babies with her sir,” I say going for the complete truth.
“I can understand how you feel. If you do want to marry her, I suggest Jorgenson's Jewelry. It’s a few store fronts down from here. The second reason I am suggesting it is because we have heirloom rings for the family there. I know my daughter and Hailey will want to wear one of those for sure. Come on, I’ll take you down there now. It will give you a chance to meet two more of my brothers. I am sure you met Loki yesterday considering he was the groom.” I follow him down the alley.
