by Hayden Ash
THE FIRST TIMERS: 20 STORY SAPPHIRE COLLECTION BUNDLE
Hayden Ash
Contents
BOOK 1: Train Me, Daddy!
Chapter I
Chapter II
Chapter III
Epilogue Pt. 1
Epilogue Pt. 2
BOOK 2: Lacrosse Coach Daddy
Day Dream
Phone Call With Tommy
Gym Class
Private Coaching Session
Prom
BOOK 3: Micah’s Room: Ginnifer
Ginnifer I
Micah I
Ginnifer II
Micah II
Ginnifer III
Epilogue
BOOK 4: Please, Daddy?
Lorelei I
Christian I
Lorelei II
Christian II
Lorelei III
Epilogue
BOOK 5: Rescue Me, Daddy!!!
Nora I
Damien I
Nora II
Damien II
Nora III
Damien III
Nora IV
Epilogue
BOOK 6: Revenge With Daddy
Lian I
Christian I
Lian II
Christian II
Christian III
Alex I
Epilogue
BOOK 7: Surfer’s Virgin
Emma I
Emma II
Troy I
Troy II
Emma III
Epilogue
BOOK 8: Professor’s Virgin
Hayley I
Mr. Westwick I
Haley II
Mr. Westwick II
Hayley III
Hailey IV
BOOK 9: Taking Me in the Kitchen
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Epilogue
BOOK 10: VIDEO AUDITION FOR DADDY
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Epilogue
BOOK 11: KAILYN ALL OVER
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Epilogue
BOOK 12: SUPERLOVE: 3 YOUNG WOMEN, 3 DADDIES, ONE SUBWAY, NO JUDGEMENT
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
BOOK 13: Video Games With Daddy
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
BOOK 14: Tricking Daddy!
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Epilogue
BOOK 15: Valentine Daddy
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Epilogue
BOOK 16: Taking Me in the Steam Room
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Epilogue
BOOK 17: Daddy’s Little Vampire
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Epilogue
BOOK 18: Daddy’s Playhouse
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
BOOK 19: Twinning With Daddy
Joshua I
Kassy I
Massy I
Joshua II
Kassy II
Joshua III
Massy II
Joshua IV
Kassy III
Epilogue
BOOK 20: Trey’s Room
Savannah I
Trey I
Savannah II
Trey II
Savannah III
Epilogue
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BOOK 1: Train Me, Daddy!
Chapter I
“Ow, Daddy, that hurts!”
Daddy spanks me hard. He’s holding me upside down in his lap—my face to the floor, my ass in his face.
“What did you say?” He asks me, calmly, but with so much power in his voice that it makes me tremble.
“I mean…thank you, Daddy.”
“That’s right,” he says.
I hope he’s smiling now. I hope I’m not failing or making him mad. It’s the first time a man has ever made me feel this way—like his helpless little girl and, to be honest, I really fucking love it.
I usually chew all guys for breakfast—calling them all kinds of names, emasculating them however and whenever I feel like it, and make them do whatever I say, but Daddy is different. He says whatever he wants to me, tells me what to do, spanks me whenever it suits him and fucks me even when it’s going to make me late for a client at my job.
“Daddy, I have a really important client waiting for me! I really can’t be late…” I plead weakly.
“They’ll wait…” He tells me.
I can feel his massive dick getting hard and pressing into my stomach. I know Daddy is going to want me to suck his long rod dry. Oh well, my client will just have to wait…
Daddy and I actually met only three weeks ago. My dumbfuck boyfriend and I had been fighting nonstop for the past three years, and so one day he takes me to this guy he knows. Apparently, this guy is amazing with the ladies. He has a way with them where he can make them do whatever he says without ever questioning him. My boyfriend has never had a woman listen to a single thing he’s told them to do in his life, especially not me. He doesn’t understand that not every guy can pull off that cocky-bossy thing. It takes a certain kind of man to tame me…a man like Daddy.
Originally, Daddy was supposed to “train me” for my boyfriend. My boyfriend actually paid Daddy to give me lessons on listening and being submissive to a man. Apparently, Daddy has done that for tons of young guys. But after he met me and then literally “fucked the bitch out of me”—making me totally submissive to him in only ten minutes—he couldn’t bare to let me go. He gave the money back to my boyfriend and told my boyfriend he was taking me as payment.
“Get on my lap, baby girl,” Daddy orders me.
“Daddy, you don’t want me to suck you dry first?” I ask him.
“I do, but I have to have that pretty little pussy. I won’t wait for it any longer. I want it now.”
“And, daddy always gets what he wants!” I smile.
Daddy slaps my ass really hard, grips it like he’s squeezing the life out of it.
“You’re damn right he does,” he tells me.
I sit on daddy’s big cock and start riding him, grinding my pussy down as hard as I can. Daddy doesn’t like foreplay very much. He loves it rough right away, beating up my little pussy like a punching back.
“Like this, Daddy?” I ask.
“Shh, don’t talk,” he orders me.
He puts his powerful, meaty hands on my hips and starts bouncing me hard on his cock. I go up high in the air like I’m on a pogo stick and daddy’s dick is so long that I somehow stay on the whole time and don’t even reach the tip!
“
I’m going to breed daddy’s little girl!” He tells me.
His face is calm like it always is, but more intense now. He’s focusing hard on my pussy—eyes concentrated on it like he’s on a seek-and-destroy mission. I love it when he’s in his zone, which is all the time. He knows exactly what he wants and is just taking it his way and on his terms. Fuck, it’s so hot I can’t fucking take it!
“What do you say?” He asks.
“Thank you, daddy!” I scream and orgasm twice in a row on his cock.
Chapter II
I wake up several hours later in Daddy’s big, burly arms.
He’s still fast asleep, and this makes me smile because he only sleeps this hard after we fuck really, really, really good.
I walk over to the kitchen, completely naked, and pull out some pans to make Daddy some dinner. Daddy loves when I cook for him. He’s the only man I’ve ever cooked for—the only one who I felt deserved it. I love making him happy. He’s more than earned it with how well he takes care of me.
The doorbell rings and I turn the gas stove on simmer, so I can go see who it is.
I throw a little silk bathrobe on and go open the door. A girl is standing on the other side in really hideous, tattered clothes and with nothing but a backpack that looks like it belongs to a second-grader on her back.
“Oh, you’re her…” the girl says, rudely brushing past me.
She throws her backpack on the couch and starts rummaging through Daddy and me’s refrigerator like it belongs to her.
“Figures he’d trade me in for a version of me with a better ass…” she groans.
“Excuse me?” I ask.
“Oh, c’mon bitch. Look at me and look at yourself. Are you stupid?” She asks. “YOU TRADED ME IN FOR A BITCH WITH A BETTER ASS YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE?!” she screams in no particular direction.
“Listen, you need to get out of here. Don’t you dare fucking wake him up!” I warn her.
“Fuck you!” She says.
“I’m calling the police…” I say, grabbing my cell phone off the kitchen counter.
“Try it, cunt!” She says.
She starts running toward me.
But then, luckily, Daddy, who has entered the front of the condo without her knowing, grabs her before she can lay even a finger on me.
“Alana, what is this?” Daddy asks her as he pulls her back.
“Why didn’t you come back for me?” The girl asks, breaking into tears.
“Alana, you’re married,” Daddy says.
“But I want you! Please, Daddy!” She screams.
“Don’t call him that!” I yell at her.
I’m not a fighter, in fact, I’m pretty small and petite, but I will not let anyone call him Daddy but me. That’s a fucking fact.
“Alana, go home to your family…” Daddy says.
“I don’t want to be with them, I want to be with you,” she says.
She touches his face, softly rubs on his chiseled jawline.
“Be with me, I’m begging you!” She cries.
Daddy turns to me now.
“Go the bedroom, baby girl,” he says, sternly.
“No!” I shout.
“NOW!” He roars.
Daddy has never raised his voice like this to me, and it scares me a little bit. But, it also lets me know this must be more serious than I understand.
I run away to the bedroom. I lie down on our big California King bed and slide all the way under the Egyptian cotton sheets. But, it doesn’t help because I can still hear them arguing.
“I’m not leaving. Call the police I don’t fucking care!” She screams.
“Alana, you are a wife. You have a husband. And I taught you to respect him. What you’re doing right now is not respecting him.”
“Fuck that!” She shouts back.
“Alana…turn around. You know what’s coming,” I hear Daddy say.
Immediately, I jump out of bed and sneak out of the bedroom and over to the hallway where I can peek in and see what’s happening.
The girl is standing away from Daddy, her back towards him. Then she puts her hands on the coffee table. And, finally, she arches her back really sharp—presenting her little ass to him.
Daddy strikes her hard on her ass. I scream out almost instantly, and they both turn towards me.
“I told you to stay in your bedroom!” He shouts at me.
“Fuck you!” I scream and, eyes flooded with tears, run past Daddy, and out the door.
Chapter III
“It’s not what you think…” Daddy says, stepping into the kitchen.
He cuts up some fruit for me, while I sit on the barstool and play with my hair.
“I’ve never had sex with any of them. Only you. I was a different man when you met me, a colder man. You changed me, somehow…” Daddy says, each word coming out of his mouth impacting me in a whole new way. “And, since you, there has been no one else, and there could be no one else because I love you.”
“I love you too, Daddy!” I scream, running over and jumping in his arms. “We’ve never said that to each other before!”
He kisses me long and deep. Then, he puts me on the kitchen counter, and as our tongues thrash in each other’s mouths, I can feel that massive thing between his legs getting hard again.
I jump to my knees and take him in my mouth, taking in as much of him as I can, stroking the rest with my little hands—realizing it’s so big that I can barely even grip it.
“What do you say?” He asks me.
I slowly take my tongue and lips off his dick and look up at him.
“Thank you, Daddy!” I tell him.
“You’re mine forever,” Daddy tells me. “You’re not going anywhere, baby girl.”
“There’s no place I’d rather be,” I tell him back.
Epilogue Pt. 1
I walk down the aisle in a beautiful white, wedding dress—the one in which my mother and grandmother got married to the men of their dreams.
On one side, I see everyone who loved and supported me during my twenty-one years of life. On the other side, I see everyone who has come to love and support me since meeting Daddy.
And as I reach the alter, I see Daddy, looking simply amazing.
And, then, eventually, we get to the part I’ve been dreaming about…our wedding vows.
“You’ve taught me everything. You’ve protected me during some of the hardest times in my life. And, every moment with you feels like I’m in some beautiful dream I don’t deserve. My heart is yours, and only yours,” I tell him.
“I was lost when I met you. Half of the people here know that very well. I had a hard time letting go of my past…until you. You’re my perfect angel, my soul mate, my greatest wish. The rest of my life isn’t long enough. I want you, and only you. And, I will dedicate every day of my life to taking care of you, my love.”
After we say and kiss one another in front of over one thousand of a closer friends and family, Daddy and I cut our wedding cake together and Daddy whispers in my ear that as beautiful as this huge wedding is, all he wants to do is take me back to the hotel so we can fuck all day and night long. I tell him that I want that too and that it’s all I’m soaking wet right now. Then we’re distracted by my baby sisters throwing the cake at us!
Daddy hates dancing, but I make him dance anyway. He’s a complete natural—taking me into his strong arms and moving with picturesque form and perfect rhythm. As we finish our first dance as man and wife, he completely radiates all the power and the alpha male strength that makes me so weak at the knees whenever he’s in eyesight.
“Forever!” He tells me and kisses me tightly on my lips as we wave goodbye to our family and step into our limousine.
In the limousine, Daddy immediately puts me on his lap.
“Daddy, we’ll be at the hotel in like five minutes!” I say, grinning
Daddy gets on top of me and bends my right leg high up in the air, so far that it’s almost behind my back.
“Just enough time to show the driver how acrobatic you are…” he says, kissing the inside of my ear.
