Seeing Stars

by Rachel Burns

  She gasped. “That’s not what I meant. I don’t want you to think that. You know how important you are to me. You’re more than my boyfriend. You’re also my best friend,” she told me, wanting to comfort me.

  “And today I took on another role. I’m your Daddy now too. And daddies don’t put up with crap from their baby girls. They spank them and stop them in their tracks before they turn into nasty spoiled brats, and they also stop them when they’re doing something that could hurt them. You have a sensitive soul, and all that negative self-talk is wounding you deeply inside. I can’t let that go on. So I’m going to spank you until you promise me that you’ll believe me when I say that I love you and want to marry you, and that I’m not going to change my mind about you.”

  “But people in Hollywood get divorces all the time,” she protested. I realized that I’d scratched the surface of another fear she had.

  “I agree with you. That’s why we would live on a ranch and have kids and chickens and horses and whatever else you want. Everyone would have chores to do, but everyone would be able to have time to themselves too. It would be the perfect balance. My job will be to maintain that balance. I would gladly do that for you.”

  She was quiet for a while. I had stopped spanking her long ago in spite of my threat.

  “I believe you. I’m sorry, Keith.”

  I drew my sobbing girl into my arms and hugged her. “I love you so so much,” I told her.

  “I love you too. I’m sorry I’m so difficult, but I’ll work on improving myself,” she promised me between her sobs.

  I gave her several kisses. “Fighting about how lovable you are is nonsense. Because you’re so lovable that it can’t even be measured. That’s how I feel about you. Do you believe me now?”

  “Yes, Daddy,” she replied, making my penis swell. I wanted her so badly. I had no idea that it would have that effect on me.

  She felt it and blushed.

  “I’m sorry, baby, but a man’s body will react to having an attractive woman over his knees.”

  “You really think that I’m attractive?” she asked me with hope in her eyes.

  “I’m in no position to lie about it,” I joked.

  “Should we … you know … try?” Her face was so red as she asked me that. I had to wonder how red her other cheeks were. If we tried, I’d be able to see my handiwork. I was curious to see how she was doing. After all, I must have landed over a hundred spanks.

  “Only if you’re ready,” I answered her.

  “You are, aren’t you?” she asked me, wanting to know where I was. Her being a sweet virgin was pushing me to the edge. I was constantly ready when she was nearby.

  “Yes,” I admitted.

  “We’ll take it slowly?” she asked me.

  I placed my hands on the sides of her lovely face, pushing her hair out of the way. “Of course.”

  “Then let’s try, but no promises.”

  “Daddy understands.”

  Her nipples perked up again. The word ‘daddy’ turned us both on.

  “Daddy will help his little girl undress.” Hearing myself talk like that was turning me on too. I reached for her blouse and opened a few buttons while she watched me closely. I tugged her blouse out of her jeans so I could reach the rest of her buttons.

  I pushed her blouse to the side and found myself staring right at her breasts. I couldn’t resist burying my face in them. That made her giggle.

  “Daddy loves it when you giggle, baby,” I confessed.

  I pushed her blouse away from her shoulders and down her arms until it fell to the floor.

  I ran my hands down her arms enjoying the sight of her. Then I slowly reached around her ready to open her bra. “If you don’t want this, stop me now.”

  She stared at me, but she didn’t say anything, making me hesitate.

  “It’s okay,” she whispered so softly that I almost didn’t hear her.

  I held my breath as I opened her bra. Carefully, I pulled it away from her body. “Holy crap,” I announced when I saw them in all their glory. They were even better than I’d hoped. She had full round breasts that moved as she breathed, and her nipples were small and pink. They were so tight. They were pointing slightly upwards. It was as if they were offering themselves to me, wanting me to suck on them.

  I couldn’t resist. I sucked one into my mouth. I felt her hands on my shoulders. She was bracing herself as a soft moan escaped her lips. I could tell that she was nervous. I could hardly believe that she was a virgin. She was so sexy. I felt drawn to her like a moth to the flame.

  I moved over to her other nipple to see if it tasted the same. I peeked up at her to see how she was reacting. Her hands were still on my shoulders, and her head was tilted back with her eyes closed.

  “We have to take this to the bedroom.” I stood up with her in my arms and carried her to my room. Even though we were alone, I closed the door. This was private. I laid her down on my bed and peeled off my clothes. I didn’t feel at all shy with her. I knew she wouldn’t feel the same way.

  I could feel her eyes on me. I’d shown my ass on the silver screen but never my front. She was staring at my penis. I looked down at it too, wondering if there was something odd about it.

  “How is that possible?” she asked me.

  “What?” I looked down again.

  “That’s not going to fit,” she stated, making me grin.

  She tilted her head to the side and gave me a look of disapproval. “I’m sure you’re proud of the size of it, but I don’t want to be stabbed to death.”

  “I’ll be careful. Besides, it doesn’t have to go in all the way.” But it was so much better when it did. I wanted to be balls deep in her. “Should Daddy help you out of your clothes?”

  “No, I can do it.” Her hands were literally shaking.

  “We don’t have to do this today, baby,” I told her, getting worried.

  “No, please don’t get mad, but I want to get it over with. If I have to go home and think about it, I’ll chicken out, and we’ll never see each other again.”

  “Baby, I would never let that happen. We’re partners in everything we do from now on.”

  She nodded at me. I watched her bravely remove her clothes. I saw that her rump was a dull red. Already my spanking was beginning to fade.

  “You’re so beautiful,” I told her.

  “You think so?”

  “I know so. I can see you.” I was staring at her, liking what I saw. She looked best naked. Her body was an hourglass. I longed to grabbed onto her by her hips and to just thrust into her, but I had to take it slowly. This was her first time. It should be special. “I should have lighted candles,” I stated.

  “But the sun’s still out,” she questioned me.

  “Always so practical.” I had to smile at her.

  “So how do we do this?” she asked me. I could tell that she wanted to get it over with. She might be right about that.

  “Lie down on the bed, right in the middle on your back. I’ll do the rest. All you have to do is talk to me. Let me know how it feels and if anything hurts. Okay, baby?”

  She nodded at me and moved into the position that I wanted her in.

  I lay down in bed beside her, trying to decide how I should go about this. I turned to her and laid my hand over her breast. It felt terrific in my hand, so soft.

  I needed to know if she was ready for me. “I’m going to touch you, everywhere. Don’t be shy. Let me guide you, baby.”

  She nodded at me so sweetly that I felt ashamed of having animalistic needs. She just wanted to be good for me. “You are such an angel. How did I ever come to deserve you?”

  “But you just had to spank me?” she asked confused.

  “Every little girl gets a spanking now and then. It doesn’t mean they aren’t angels.” I glided my hand over her belly and between her legs. “Are you wet for me?” I asked her. “You need to be, or it will hurt. I don’t want that.” I reached between her legs, and my
finger slipped inside of her. She was nice and tight, but most important, she was wet.

  “Can you open your legs up for me, nice and wide?” I asked her, getting out of bed and moving to stand at the foot of the bed. I looked down at her. She looked so innocent. I was having second thoughts.

  “Do you really want this? If not, we can stop right here,” I told her once again. I didn’t want her to have any regrets afterwards.

  “I want to. With you. I trust you.” Her words were making me weak in the knees.

  Slowly, I got on the bed and crawled so I was hovering over her.

  “You’re so beautiful, Sandy. Thank you for allowing me to be your first.” Slowly, I inched into her as I stared in her eyes. Her lips formed an O, and she was taking deep breaths. I didn’t stop until I couldn’t go in any further. Her hymen had easily broken for me. She was only in a slight bit of pain as far as I could tell.

  I lifted up my hips, pulling back. And then I thrust forward again.

  Her eyes closed, and she inhaled deeply.

  “Are you okay?” I asked her.

  She nodded at me.

  “Please open your eyes.”

  She did, showing me her pale blue eyes. That color went so well with her pink nipples.

  I smiled at her. “You’re doing very well. Much better than anyone could hope.”

  “You think so?”

  “Yes.” I leaned down and kissed her between her breasts.

  I went a little faster, and I could hear her breathing in a way that told me that she liked it. I was thrilled that I was hardly hurting her.

  Her hands were in my hair, and her legs opened wider. She was responding to me positively. Her hips rocked up to me a little. I gave her several kisses on her throat and between her breasts. Then I sucked a nipple into my mouth. She moaned out, calling for God.

  I went even faster, and she turned her head to the side and bit into one of her fingers. Her other hand was over my heart.

  I picked up more speed, pumping into her. Our bodies were slapping together, and I was calling out for God too.

  “Oh God, Sandy. Oh, God. Oh, baby.” I was coming. I pushed down tightly into her, holding her in place to take my seed before I really realized what I was doing. I should have pulled out, but the thought honestly hadn’t crossed my mind.

  I rested my forehead between her breasts as I tried to catch my breath. Her fingers were going through my hair. I looked up at her and smiled.

  She smiled back at me.

  I pulled back and got out of bed. I got a blanket out of the closet and covered Sandy up with it. Then I lay down beside her as my heart pumped. I was filled with adrenaline.

  When my heart settled down, I looked over at her. She still had her hand over her heart. She was panting and trying to catch her breath. “You do realize that you have to marry me now,” I joked.

  Her other hand reached over and smacked my chest. “You’re not as funny as you think you are,” she told me.

  I had to laugh. “Being married to you will ensure that I never get a big head.” I kissed her lips and smiled at her. “How are you feeling?” I asked her.

  “I’m okay. I’m a little sore, but it didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would.”

  “You hardly bled,” I told her. That made her blush and turn away from me. “Baby, you don’t have to be ashamed. Your body works that way. Daddy understands.”

  She rolled back to me and laid her head on my chest. But in a way where I couldn’t see her face.

  “I love you, Sandy. I’m so thankful that I finally found you,” I told her.

  She lifted up her head and looked at me. “What do you mean finally?”

  “I’ve been looking for my partner for years now. But I’m always so busy. If I were less busy, I would have found you sooner, and you wouldn’t have had to wait so long for me. I’m lucky no other guy tried to move in on my girl.”

  That made her smile. I got to see her pearly whites because her smile was so big. “But you found me now, Daddy.”

  “That’s right, baby.” I gave her a hug and held her to my heart. Everything felt so right with her. I hoped she felt the same way about me.

  Chapter 22 ~ Sandy

  I was no longer a virgin. I looked over at Keith. He seemed to be in bliss. He was staring at the ceiling with a grin on his face.

  “Was I any good?” I practically whispered.

  His shoulders started to shake as he chuckled. “I thought so,” he told me.

  “Would other men think so?” I asked him, thinking that he liked me no matter what.

  “Why would that matter?” He was no longer smiling. His head turned, and his eyes were narrowing on me.

  “Please, don’t spank me. I was just thinking that you’d like me no matter what, and I might have actually sucked at it.”

  Humor flashed through his eyes. “I didn’t want you to be good at it. I want to be able to teach you. We’re going to get to know each other and explore what we like.”

  “What do you mean with teach me?” I asked him.

  “I mean, that I like certain things. I’ll show you,” he told me with confidence.

  “Are they dirty things?” I asked him unsure.

  “I don’t think things can be dirty between a husband and his wife. If they both want to do it, everything is fine.”

  “So if I don’t like something, I don’t have to do it?” I questioned him.

  “Basically, yes. But I’m the type of daddy who wants his baby girl to try things before she says that she doesn’t like them.”

  I chewed on that for a moment. What would he want me to try?

  “Are you hungry?” he asked me.

  Immediately, I figured that he would want me to suck his dick.

  “What’s wrong, baby?” he asked me.

  “You mean pizza, right?” I asked him.

  “Yes, unless you want something else. I could have anything delivered here.” He sat up and looked down at me.

  “Pizza sounds good. I’m starving.”

  He got up and went to his phone. “What do you want on your half?”

  “Pepperoni,” I told him.

  “That’s my favorite too.” He beamed at me.

  “Could I take a shower?” I asked him.

  “Sure, baby. Make yourself at home.”

  I got up and went into his bathroom. “Is this marble?” I asked him as I looked around the fancy room.

  “If you like that, we could copy it on our ranch.”

  “Sure,” I closed the door and went in. I took a moment to look at myself in the mirror. I wasn’t a virgin anymore, I had a sugar daddy, and I was a woman who would soon be moving to a ranch to make babies for a movie star.

  My head was spinning. “Keith!” I called out to him. My legs were shaking, and I needed to lie down. So I did, right on his bathroom floor.

  The door flew open, and he stepped in. He picked me up and carried me back to bed. “Baby, talk to me.”

  “Can I have something to drink, please?” I asked him softly.

  “Of course,” he ran, buck naked, I might add, to get me some water. He came back in, opening the lid on a bottle of water for me. He set it down on the nightstand and lifted me up so I half sitting, half leaning against his arm. Then he brought the water to my lips so I could drink.

  “You’re overwhelming me. This is going too fast,” I confessed.

  His forehead wrinkled up. “I thought you wanted to make love, baby?”

  “I did. I want to be with you, but you put so much pressure on me. You already have us living in a ranch with my parents in an extra house, and I can’t keep up.”

  “Are you saying you want a break?” he looked as if he was the one who needed to lie down now.

  “No, I’m saying that I need time to get used to all the changes that are coming my way.”

  “I’m here to help you.”

  “But I’m not a virgin anymore, and that can’t be turned around. What if I made a mista
ke?”

  “How so?” His forehead wrinkled up with worry.

  I shrugged my shoulders. “I’m scared.”

  “Of what?” he asked.

  “Please, don’t change your mind about me.” I felt a chill go through my body. “I’ve become so attached to you,” I pleaded with him. “Don’t let this be some game. My heart couldn’t take it,” I admitted.

  “Sandy, I told you that I’m your daddy now. A daddy can never turn his back on his baby girl. That isn’t going to happen. You can let yourself fall, because I will catch you.”

  I smiled at him. “You’re really good at delivering lines.”

  “Baby, I meant every word. I won’t pretend to be anyone else with you,” he promised me.

  I nodded at him, feeling that I should promise him something too, but I couldn’t think of anything to say.

  He smiled at me with that amazing smile of his. I leaned my cheek against his, feeling his soft beard. “I need you,” I confessed.

  “I know. You need me almost as much as I need you.”

  “You say that as if you mean it.”

  “What’s a daddy without a little girl?” he asked me.

  “Some guy,” I replied, shrugging my shoulders.

  “That’s right. Some guy who no one cares about. But a daddy has a little baby girl, looking up to him. I want to see your smile every day for the rest of our lives. That’s why I want to ask you if you will do me the honor of being your husband and your daddy. Will you, baby girl?”

  Oh, my God, Keith Davenport just asked me to marry him. That was my first thought. My second thought was that my daddy wanted to keep me close by because he loved me.

  “Yes, Daddy. I will.” I started to cry, but I was so happy. They were tears of joy. I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him.

  “You’ve made me very happy, baby.” He tenderly kissed my cheek. Then he lifted me up in his arms, making me squeal out. “Daddy needs to get you cleaned up before the pizza gets here.”

  ~

  I was naked on the couch under my blanket, waiting for Keith to return with the pizza. He’d gone down to get it because the guy couldn’t get into the building.