by Maggie Ryan
"Shoo-show you how we-wet my… my pu-pussy is," she stammered, and then squealed again when his fingers gripped the flange of the plug, pulling it out a bit from her ass only to press it back in again. "Daddy, nooo!" she gasped, her free hand moving to grab his arm as her mind fought against her body's reaction to the eroticism of standing before him almost completely nude as he calmly manipulated the anal plug.
"My arm is not where your hand is to be, Bunny," Craig said, as he continued to play with the anal plug, twisting it in and out of her bottom. "Put your fingers in your pussy—not on your clit—and show Daddy how wet you are."
Barbara's obedience was instant. Her free hand released his arm and moved to slide between her nether lips, her body jerking a little as her finger grazed the forbidden bud. Moaning with need, she gathered up a great deal of cream before she removed her hand from her sex, taking a deep breath as she extended her trembling fingers towards her daddy. Craig nodded and giving the plug a final soft push, released her and sat back. Her fingers were glistening with her dew, the aroma of her arousal filling the air around them, his cock demanding that he release it so that it might find the proper place to play.
Ignoring his own chafing need, Craig met Barbara's eyes, finding hers glazed with embarrassment at what he had ordered her to do, as well as full of the pure, unadulterated lust that same order had caused. She keened softly when he calmly bent forward, opened his lips and took both of her fingers into his mouth, his tongue licking at the cream she had offered.
"Oh, Daddy," she moaned, and probably would have fallen if he hadn't reached out to drag her across his thighs. Barbara gasped loudly when his hand smacked down across her right cheek, immediately followed by a hard swat to her left cheek.
"Little girls who abuse themselves without express permission get spankings on their naughty bottoms," Craig informed her, as his hand continued to alternate hard, fast swats across her buttocks. "Little girls don't get to finger their little clitties unless their daddy orders them to do so."
"I'm sorry, Daddy," Barbara cried, her feet beginning to kick up as her bottom grew hot with her spanking. "Please… no-no more span-spanking," she begged, as she felt his hand move to the backs of her thighs, giving each one several quick pops. "Daddy!" she wailed, as his hand moved to swat her tender, sensitive inner thighs as well.
"Stop kicking, young lady," Craig ordered, as he stopped the spanking. "Keep your feet down. Daddy is going to spank his naughty girl's bare little hiney so that the next time she is given an order, she obeys right away, and does not take the time to finger herself in the process."
Her face turning as red as her ass, Barbara submitted, going limp across his knees, accepting his dominance. As her spanking continued, she was aware that her pussy kept flowing, fearing that his trousers would be as soaked as her panties by the time she was released.
With her submission, Craig softened his hand, but continued to lay swat after swat across every inch of her beautiful bottom until the entire surface was as crimson as it had been after her earlier trip across his knees. He shocked her by landing a sharp swat between her spread legs, his huge hand easily covering her entire sex.
With a wail, she arched her head back before dropping it again, her tears streaming down her cheeks, her entire body pulsing with the unexpected sensation his hand was causing between her legs.
Craig gave her another two swats on her pussy, neither causing true pain, but each focusing every ounce of her attention on what her daddy was doing, on exactly where his hand was spanking his naughty girl. Each smack sounded wet—each slap giving proof of what happened when a naughty little girl was spanked by a loving daddy. Her spanking done, he cupped her sex, two fingers driving into her pussy, causing his girl to shriek and then explode, her contractions drawing on his fingers as if attempting to pull them further into her body.
"Ohhh, Da-Daddy," she murmured, her body continuing to convulse, the single, swift orgasm nowhere near enough to satisfy the desperate need she felt for this one man to take total and complete possession of her body.
Craig grinned, his face showing his intense satisfaction at a job well done as his hand moved to caress her skin.
Barbara writhed across his lap, lifting her bottom up, shifting her legs even further apart to silently communicate her need, only to be hampered by the panties that were still around her knees.
Craig lifted her to her feet once more and cupped her face between his palms. He bent forward and kissed her lips, her mouth opening under his assault, her tongue tangling with his as her pussy continued to contract. He reached behind her and unhooked her bra, sliding it down her arms to be tossed to join her dress on the floor. She trembled as his hands moved to her panties, drawing them down her legs, lifting first one foot and then the other until his Bunny stood completely bare in front of her fully clothed Daddy.
"Corner," he instructed softly, and when she obediently turned to run to her bedroom, he gave her red bottom a single swat. He adored the soft yelp followed by her sweet giggle as she flew down the hall. Standing, he gathered up her clothing and slowly walked to join her.
When Barbara was called from her naughty corner only a few minutes later, it was to see her daddy sitting on the ottoman, his stiff cock held in his hand as he gently stroked its long length. Barbara felt her heart stutter and she swallowed hard, her eyes meeting his. He released his cock and opened his arms. "Come," he said softly and she flew to him and dropped to her knees.
"I'm sorry I was naughty, Daddy," she whispered, her head lifting so that she could meet his eyes again.
"Show me," Craig said just as softly, as her lips parted a moment before she bent to take him into her mouth. It wasn't long before he had her head held between his hands, guiding her up and down his length, pushing her further than she had been before. He ignored her occasional retching sounds when his cockhead pressed into her throat. She had been on her knees several times before to make her special apology, but still struggled to attempt to take all of his cock into her mouth.
He had been pleased and honored when she had asked him to help her to learn how to truly perform this penance. Knowing how hard it was for her to voice her desire, some part of her still held captive by her ex-husband's ridicule of her efforts at fellatio, he had promised that he would teach her, thanking her for the trust she was extending to him.
"Relax your throat," he instructed softly, and was pleased when she nodded, her lips stretched wide, straining to accommodate his presence. He continued to stroke in and out of the incredible warmth of her mouth, the sensation of her tongue heavenly as it licked the underside of his cock, flicking across the head with every withdrawal. He watched as her cheeks hollowed with every thrust, sucking hard, allowing him to push further into her throat as she consciously relaxed and gave him her trust. Craig didn't warn her as his heavy testicles contracted a moment before his first release. Barbara valiantly attempted to accept every drop he gave her, swallowing several times as he continued to erupt. Craig moaned deeply, knowing that with the earlier foreplay in the living room, and without this required apology after a spanking, it would have been an embarrassingly short experience when he took her to bed and fucked her for the first time. With his release into her throat, he was positive that he would be able to assure that his Little's first big-girl play time was memorable for the both of them.
"That was beautiful. You are a quick learner, Bunny. Thank you." He watched her face flush with pleasure at his words as he drew her up to sit on his lap. Her smile of contentment caused his heart to swell as he kissed her again, tasting his own seed on her tongue. His fingers moved to toy with her nipples, pinching and stroking each tightly puckered bud.
Barbara was soon squirming, her freshly heated bottom adding to her intense arousal. No longer was she worried or nervous about being able to satisfy Craig as a woman. The scene and the spanking in her living room had made all her doubts and fears disappear. Instead, she was desperate to have his cock deep inside he
r pussy, filling her for the first time. When he continued to simply hold her, his hands roaming up and down her body, she sighed and pushed away from his chest.
"Daddy, don't you think we should go to bed?" she suggested shyly. "It's getting late." Craig chuckled. "Well, I suppose if my Bunny is sleepy, Daddy can tuck her in," he teased, adoring the look of disbelief on her face. He relented and continued, "Of course, beds aren't only for sleeping, are they, Gracie?"
"No, Sir," she smiled, her heart rate increasing, the use of her adult name telling her that the big-girl time she desperately craved was about to begin.
"I love you, Gracie." Craig stood and carried her to the bed. While she had been standing in her naughty girl corner, he had pulled back the quilt and sheets, making sure to fluff her pillow. Smiling, he gently laid her upon the surface and then removed his clothing before slipping into the bed. He cupped her face with his palm a moment before his lips descended upon hers. Her tongue dueled with his, their breath mingling. Soft sounds of pleasure continued to escape her throat as he increased his demands, his lips threatening to bruise her own as he claimed her not as his special little one, but as an adult woman who willingly submitted all of her heart and soul to him.
When his mouth released her, she was flushed and brought her fingertips to her lips, gently pressing them against her mouth. "God, I love you, Craig," she whispered, shivering with the delicious feel of his lips pressing against her neck, the tip of his tongue darting out to lick and taste her sensitive skin. Her hands moved to grasp his shoulders as his mouth lowered to flick his tongue against her left nipple, the small bud tightening even more as he took it into his mouth, his tongue now slowly tracing across the pebbled surface, suckling hard before taking it between his teeth and nipping lightly. Barbara's sex clenched as she arched her back, her hand moving to the back of his head, pressing him tighter against her breast, silently begging for more.
Craig answered her plea, continuing to give that single small area of her body his entire attention until she was shuddering, fearing she would explode before she ever felt his cock slide into her dripping sex.
"Oh, God, please," she begged, and he gave her another quick nip before lifting his head and smiling up at her. His slow grin made her arch up again as his lips settled around her right nipple. He repeated every single movement until she was begging again. "Please, Craig, oh… oh, God, I need you inside me."
"Shhh," he whispered, his hot breath wafting across her wet nipple, his tongue moving to dip between her breasts, not hurrying in the least as he tasted her goose pebbled flesh. As his head slowly moved lower, his tongue never ceasing tasting her, dipping into the valley of her navel, she squirmed beneath him, her hips lifting as if seeking the hard shaft of his cock that was pressing against her sex but not dipping inside. Her hands moved to clench the sheets as his tongue slid over the bare skin of her pubis to finally slip between her swollen lips.
"Yes, oh, God, yes," she screamed when his tongue flicked across her clitoris, the sensation far, far more exquisite than her fingers had felt earlier.
Craig took his time, enjoying every moan, every shudder and every taste of this woman who was giving everything she had to him. He lifted her hips, drawing her sex to his mouth as if to drink the sweetest nectar in the world.
Barbara continued to moan, and then keened as he began to play with the plug inside her ass. Instead of feeling pain, instead of being embarrassed that she was holding the purple anal plug, Barbara pressed down onto his fingers and then up into his mouth, as if unable to decide which felt more incredible. Fortunately, Craig didn't make her choose as he continued his play in both areas. Pulling the plug almost free, he buried his face in her sex, his mouth sucking the entirety of her clit into its warmth, his teeth biting down on the small, sensitive bud as he thrust the plug deeply into her.
"Oh, God!" she screamed, as her entire body convulsed with an earth shattering explosion. She swore she saw stars as every nerve ending felt as if it were bursting with the sensation of complete submission. Craig didn't give her any quarter, continuing to fuck her with the plug even as he continued to lick, flick and give her pulsing clitoris bite after bite, until her hands were pressing against his head, the sensation becoming almost too much to bear. Still, he kept her exactly where he wished her to be—under his tongue and fingers, taking all she had to give until her scream signaled her second explosion. Only then did he lift his face and move to position himself between her legs.
His hands moved to her thighs, pushing her legs further apart until she gave a soft whimper. "You are mine," he growled, as he entered her with a strong thrust. Barbara's cry was the most primal sound he had ever heard as he slowly began to fill her for the first time. He knew he was a large man, knew it would be difficult for her to accept all of him, but also knew he would fully seat himself.
"Oh… oh, God," she whimpered, her hands once more on his shoulders. "I-I… can't," she said, as he slid into her inch by inch, stretching her as she had never imagined.
"Yes, baby, you can," Craig assured her, bending to press his mouth against hers as he continued to move slowly but surely, ever deeper.
Barbara tasted herself on his lips and on his tongue as he slipped it into her mouth to dart and lick her own. Realizing that she felt honored with the sharing of her essence, proof of her obvious arousal, she returned the kiss with a passion she had never offered before. Lifting her hips and pressing against him, she continued to make soft, mewing sounds of both passion and discomfort as her body slowly opened to accept every inch of his impressive cock.
"God, you are incredible," he whispered, moving his lips to her ear to lick and nibble on the delicate shell. Her legs lifted to wrap around his waist, his hands moving to cup and lift her ass to change the angle, allowing him to impale her ever deeper. He could feel the presence of the anal plug through the thin membrane in her body.
"I-I feel so-so full," she whispered in wonder, and then groaned as he began to thrust. She spoke the truth. Never had she imagined feeling as if not a single gossamer thread would have room to fit into her as his cock claimed every millimeter of her sex. While she had grown somewhat accustomed to the presence of the plug, with his cock filling her so completely, the toy in her bottom felt as if it was pulsing as well, every thrust inside her sex making the plug in her ass move in tandem.
Craig withdrew almost completely from her, only to pause and grin down at her as she gasped and squirmed, silently begging to be filled again. "I told you that I always keep my promises," he said, reminding her of his earlier assurance that he would teach her how it felt to be filled in both her pussy and her ass. He kept his word as he pushed her legs up towards her chest, the movement lifting her bottom. With her sex displayed beneath him, Craig slid slowly back into her tight sheath.
"Oh, God. Oh my God, Craig," she gasped, as his girth stretched her, his skin sliding along every sensitive cell in her slick channel. His angle as he pressed into her had her clit bumping against his pubic bone, the small bud jumping and pulsating as she felt her climax building with every microscopic movement. With every withdrawal and subsequent plunge, his balls slapped against her sex with a force that drove her ever closer to the precipice. His fingers moved to play with the plug, the fullness of her body making it a bit more difficult to withdraw the purple toy, but not impossible, as Barbara learned exactly how it felt to be fucked in a rhythm she'd never before experienced.
"I'm… I'm cumming," she screamed, and convulsed around him, her muscles gripping as tightly as they could—stretched as they were. Her anus pulsed as well, her contractions holding the plug tightly deep in her ass.
Craig smiled, bending to kiss her nipples as he began to flex his hips faster, slamming into her as her sex flooded around his cock, the additional lubrication allowing him to move faster, harder and deeper until she was shuddering and whimpering as she felt the huge head of his cock bumping against her cervix, her body spiraling again to that incredible zenith. His movement
s were no longer cautious, she had taken him completely, flown apart in his arms and it was time to make her fly again. He felt her body tensing, could feel her muscles tightening in preparation as he pushed as deeply as possible.
"Cum, Gracie," he growled, his dark, chocolate-brown eyes locking on to her blue ones. "Cum with me," he ordered, and when he felt her immediate obedience, his hands lifted her tender buttocks higher before he roared and poured himself into her womb.
He gathered her into his arms, rolling onto his back and pulling her with him. Still deeply connected, he held her as they slowly came down from their coupling. His heart was hammering, and he grinned as he felt her continue to shudder and contract around his softening cock. His hand drifted to her bottom, his fingers slowly moving to where the flange of the anal plug was protruding.
She gasped and clenched her buttocks tightly before she relaxed, allowing him to slowly withdraw it from her. Her cheeks burning with embarrassment, she buried her face in his neck, moaning as the plug's removal left her feeling empty for the first time in hours. Craig chuckled as she squirmed on top of him before stilling, her hand lying against his chest.
"Thank you," she whispered. As if she understood that Craig might not understand exactly what she was thanking him for, she lifted her face to his. "For everything," she continued. "For being the best daddy any girl could have, and for… for never letting me get away with being naughty, and yet still loving me. Thank you for teaching me how marvelous big-girl time can be. I love you."
"I love you," Craig said, bending to kiss the top of her head. "You, my love, are not only adorable even when you are naughty, you are also the most loving, most incredible woman I have ever met. Thank you, Grace, for loving me."
Barbara smiled as his head bent forward to kiss her, the touch of his lips incredibly gentle, and yet filling her heart and soul. She had never in her life felt more contented, more loved, more complete than she did at that moment. When the kiss ended, Craig moved her yet again, turning onto his side and tucking her in against him, her back to his front, his cock still nestled inside her. "Good night, Daddy," she whispered, as her eyes fluttered closed.
