10 FEISTY FILLIES - Romance Collection Short Stories Bundle: (TABOO EROTICA) (Candy Girl Series)

by Lucy Lixx

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  10 Rough Rides

  (Bundled Set)

  Candy Girl Series

  By lucy lixx

  TABLE OF CONTENTS

  Sharing Daddy

  Teach Me Daddy (Book 1)

  Teach Me Daddy (Book 2)

  Sold For Pleasure (Book 1)

  Sold For Pleasure (Book 2)

  Mistress Of Scott Manor (Book 1)

  Mistress Of Scott Manor (Book 2)

  ‘F’ Me Professor

  Sugar Baby

  Safe Word

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  Sharing Daddy

  Chapter One

  James stared at me again, and I knew I couldn’t be happier with my step daddy any more than I was right then and there. He never let on what we did when everyone was out of the house, and with his actual daughter staying at their grandmother’s for the weekend, and my mother going on yet another business trip, I knew that we would have the house free to ourselves. It gave me a tingling feeling that ran through my whole body, and I knew that I was getting excited in more ways than one. Mom kissed Daddy goodbye, and I tried not to let jealousy run through me. She hugged me, and I hugged her back like the dutiful daughter that I was. She smiled a little more, kissing me on my head, even though I was eighteen now. I was going to start college in just a few weeks for their summer term, and yet here she was still treating me like a child.

  “Have a good week.” She told me. “Behave.” She added, to which Daddy laughed.

  “She always does.” He said, glancing at me mischievously when mother wasn’t looking.

  “Yes, mom.” I said, but I had no intention of behaving in the way that she thought I would. I looked at Daddy the moment that he closed the door and mom got in the car and drove away.

  “You’re going to give us away if you keep looking at me like that, sweetheart.” He chided me, and I felt myself starting to blush. I was already wet, and I wanted nothing more than for him to take me, but I pouted. I hated it when he chided me like that.

  “Gosh Daddy, stop being so up-tight. You can visit me in my dorm soon anyways.” I said, and he chuckled.

  “Yes, yes I can. Maybe you should consider that roommate option."

  Wouldn’t you love another girl in the bed?” He asked, laughing, but I said nothing. I pursed my lips together. I certainly would not like Daddy to have another girl in our bed, but then again we didn’t have our own bed yet. He took me wherever... on my bed, on mother’s bed, and he took me in their shower all the time. Just the other day he took me, bent over the living room couch, for a quickie while the house was empty. I giggled a little, and Daddy gave me an odd look, waiting to hear what I was giggling about.

  “No, I don’t want to see another woman in the bed with us. I was just thinking about the time you took me bent over the couch,” I told him, blushing a little. I was learning to talk a little more openly about these things as long as we were alone together. He smiled and chuckled a bit.

  “Well. How about if I shared that woman with you?” He said, and I shrugged. I didn’t quite want to talk about it, but he knew as well as I did that if he wanted another woman to join, I’d do anything to make him happy. I’d do anything to make Daddy happy. With that, I went into the other room to get stuff out for dinner. I knew he’d ask me what was for dinner later. He always did, and I always laughed. He knew how to take care of himself, but Daddy liked it when I took care of him. Other times, he’d take care of me. Usually we’d go out if I didn’t feel like cooking, but it wasn’t the same as having dinner with him at home. He left me to take the stuff out at first. I took out a lasagna from the freezer, deciding to be lazy.

  “Lasagna okay?” I asked, and he laughed again.

  “A lazy night?” He teased, and I nodded as he came into view through the doorway.

  “Okay then sweetheart. That should be fine.” Daddy said, and I smiled a bit.

  “Besides, for what I have planned for you tonight, you really shouldn’t be worried about dinner anyways.” He told me, and I gave him an odd look, but I knew that Daddy wouldn’t explain even if I asked.

  So I didn’t, and I could feel my wetness gushing already. I smiled at him and he leaned down to kiss me. It wasn’t the same peck on the cheek that he’d give me in front of mom. Daddy kissed me deep and hard. Almost possessively but with a hint of love and tenderness as his tongue danced over my bottom lip, and I moaned into the kiss, allowing his tongue to slide over mine, making me kiss him back. He pulled away, leaving me breathless before kissing me again, but just a quick, gentle peck on the lips this time.

  “I’ll be back later baby girl. I have to go talk to someone, so how about you go play with your vibrator for now, hmm? I’d like you to the edge for Daddy.” He told me, patting me on the head before he left.

  It wasn’t so much of a question, but then again I didn’t need it to be. I wanted to play with myself, but I pouted knowing that he’d be mad knowing I went over the edge instead of bringing myself just to the brink of orgasm and forcing myself to pull away. Daddy had me edge for an entire day before he let me come while mother was home. He had me wear my panties with the beads, forcing themselves between my lower lips teasing, me all day through dinner quite often, and I was getting good at hiding the amount of pleasure and frustration I was in...just like Daddy wanted.

  Chapter Two

  Daddy left me alone for quite some time, and I was getting frustrated. I could feel myself clench on the vibrator that he had gotten me. It was a bright blue, and called 'Big Daddy From The Natty'. It certainly was BIG. Daddy wanted me to get used to his size, and this 'naughty toy' was breaking me in very well.

  I just wanted to come so badly, that I was pushing it in and out of myself while it vibrated a little quicker. I had stopped rubbing my clit or going gentle moments before because I couldn’t do it any longer. I knew that if I did both I’d come, and even now I was having to slow down with fucking myself a little for fear that I’d fall over the edge. I turned the vibrator off leaving it inside me as I tried to calm down.

  My breathing came heavy, and I couldn’t help but to moan, wanting to fuck myself with it again. It was about the same size as Daddy, but it just wasn’t the same. I knew that this is why he asked me to do this. So that I ached to be touched by him even when he was gone, and it worked. It was just too addicting not to do, and I don’t know why, but I wanted to listen to him when he told me something. I adored and trusted him, and that’s how Daddy found me. He opened the door, and I looked over. I used to be startled when he entered the room, but now I knew that he never knocked.

  “Aww. How cute. Were you about to come baby girl?” He asked, causing me to nod. He walked over, turning the vibrator on low, and I felt it buzz to life inside of me. I groaned.

  “Daddy…” I protested, to which he just turned it up on medium, making me squirm.

  “Yes, baby girl?” He asked.

>   “You can’t…” I protested meekly, but he just chuckled, starting to move it in and out of me slowly.

  “And why not?” He asked.

  “Because I’m close to coming.” I blurted out.

  “Then I don’t see why I can’t.” Daddy said bluntly, starting to push it in and out of me a little faster. He turned it on high, and I could feel my toes curling as I came closer to the edge of orgasm. Just as I was about to go over he turned it off and pulled the vibrator from me. I groaned, and he chuckled. Daddy leaned down to kiss me gently for a moment before handing me the toy.

  “Go clean it up, baby. I put the lasagna in the oven. It’ll be done in about an hour.” He told me, and I nodded, trying not to pout. He started towards the door.

  “I better not hear vibrating, and don’t forget to charge it. I bought you a chargeable one for a reason.” He chuckled, and I just nodded again. Just as I was told, I went to go do everything, washing my vibrator with my toy cleaner before hooking it up to the charger that I kept in my nightstand. I went out to see Daddy there. I had nothing on but the white nightgown he had bought me. I had changed the moment he left. It was see through almost with pink, sheer panties that matched the pink trim.

  “I hope it’s done soon, Daddy.” I called out as I walked out of the bedroom and down the stairs to the living room.

  “Oh, she is cute…” Someone said, and I turned to look at them, stopping dead on the stair that I was one. It was a woman sitting there, and it wasn’t my mother or my sister. For that I was thankful, but she sat there with a glass of water in hand, looking at me like I was the most normal thing in the world. Daddy didn’t tell me we had company, and I found myself blushing immediately.

  “Come on, baby. Don’t leave me waiting.” Daddy said, bringing me back to reality. I went down stairs, looking at the woman as I did.

  “Don’t I need to get dressed?” I finally managed to squeak out when he laughed and just shook his head.

  “No, no baby girl. This is a friend. She knows, and don’t worry. She won’t tell anyone at all.” Daddy said kissing me on the forehead.

  “Okay, Daddy.” I said. “I want some sugar?” I asked in a pouty, begging tone. I looked up at him hopefully. He knew what I wanted, kissing me on the lips. I let my eyes flutter closed as he kissed me, but he pulled away, telling me to sit down.

  “Hey.” The woman smiled at me. “Gosh, she is a sweetheart. Look at her blushing already.” The woman said to my Daddy before turning back to me, biting my bottom lip I looked at her, waiting to hear what she had to say.

  “My name is Ellen.” She told me.

  “Ann.” I replied, to which Daddy nodded.

  “Yeah, Ann is a sweetheart, but she’ll stop blushing sooner or later.” He told her. Daddy disappeared into the kitchen leaving me alone with her, and she looked at me, smiling as she shook her head. It was clear that the woman was lost in her own thoughts, and as I had a better chance to look at her, I did. The woman was beautiful. She had blonde hair and brown eyes. A combination that was somehow striking on her heart shaped face. I saw that she had at least a C cup, and I became instantly jealous. I don’t know why, but I somehow knew that she had probably laid in the same bed I shared with Daddy and that made me blush and angry at the same time. For a reason I couldn’t quite place. I tried not to sigh too loudly. Thankfully, Daddy came in a moment later carrying three wine glasses and two bottles of wine. There was a dark red and a raspberry blush. I gave him an odd look. I had never had wine before, but I somehow knew the bubbly pink one was for me. Daddy smiled back at me, and I just knew I guessed right. He poured all three of us a drink.

  “I’ve never had wine.” I protested, and he chuckled.

  “It’s fine. Your mother isn’t here, and I made sure to get something sweet for you.” He told me.

  I knew that he didn’t want me to argue any more, and I had to admit that I was a little excited at the thought of drinking. I know for a fact that mother would never have allowed it. With a small smile, I took a sip, and as always Daddy was right. It was delicious. They didn’t say a word as I downed half my glass, but the lady giggled. I felt embarrassed right away.

  “You’re supposed to sip at it, baby girl.” He told me, and I looked down with a sigh.

  “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to embarrass you.” I said, but Daddy shook his head.

  “Now, now. I didn’t say that.” He told me, and Ellen patted me on the leg.

  “You’ve just been sheltered. There’s so much you can learn. In and out of the bedroom.” She told me, making me flush in embarrassment right away.

  “Oh she still doesn’t like talking about that.” Daddy said, and I shook my head no, finishing the glass in a few more sips. Daddy didn’t say anything. He just took the glass from me and refilled it before handing it back.

  “Ann, I’m sorry I made you uncomfortable.” Ellen said, but I tried to give her my best smile.

  “It’s just we need to talk to you about something.” Daddy said, causing my heart to start to pound. I tried not to let all the worry of what I could have done wrong go through my head. I just wanted to relax. I knew that wasn’t the tone that Daddy used when he was mad. He’s almost never mad at me, and honestly it was better that way. I hated him being angry. That’s why I did everything I could to make him happier with me.

  Chapter Three

  “What?” I managed to squeak out, and he smiled a little, patting his lap.

  “How about you come over here then?” He asked. I nodded as I got up. I put the glass down on the table, finishing another glass of wine. I knew I was still drinking it too quickly, but it was the least of my problems at the moment. Dad kissed me again, just a soft, sweet kiss as I settled in on his lap. I could feel that he was hard against me as I squirmed to get comfortable. Usually I’d love this position, but I felt a little uncomfortable because as I settled into his lap I realized that I was staring right at Ellen.

  “You’ve probably already guessed that I’ve been with Ellen before, baby girl.” He said, running his fingers through my hair. I started out tense instantly, but he knew that him toying with my hair calmed me. I relaxed, looking down at the floor instead of at her.

  “I haven’t since we started, but I don’t want to quit with Ellen either, sweetie.” He told me gently, nearly whispering it in my ear. I glanced up to see Ellen looking at ease despite what we were talking about. She just drank her wine like he wasn’t breaking my heart. “You know already that I haven’t been with your mother in quite some time.” He went on to tell me.

  “I know, Daddy.” I said. I tried not to think of him with my mother, and luckily he changed subject.

  “That’s why I want you to be there too, baby.” He told me, continuing while running his fingers through my hair. I smiled a little. It was such a relief that he wanted me to be there, and I couldn’t help but to grin a little more, thinking about it. I looked at Ellen, and then my face fell.

  “But I’m not sure I want to share you.” I said, and Daddy’s fingers stilled in my hair a moment. I knew I had upset him.

  “Don’t you want me to be happy?” He asked me, causing me to squirm in his lap. He leaned down to put his wine glass down before wrapping his now free hand around my stomach and pulling me close. I squirmed again, and he leaned down to whisper in my ear.

  “Don’t you want me to be happy even when I can’t be with you?” He asked, and I nodded.

  “Yes, Daddy…” I finally said, trailing off. I really did want him to be happy, and if this was what made him happy, I knew that I didn’t really have a choice in the matter. He was slowly becoming my entire world.

  “I don’t want to take your place.” Ellen told me, sipping her wine. She had a sweet smile. “I never can or would, but I do like your dad quite a bit, and he is my friend. Don’t worry. I don’t plan to displace your mother either.” She told me.

  “Which is one of the main reasons I haven’t left your mother.” Daddy told me too, and I frowned
.

  “I really don’t want to be reminded.” I finally blurted out before I could catch the words. They both paused for a moment before laughing. They were so in sync; I was a little jealous. I knew that it was a sign of a good friendship though.

  “Then we don’t have to talk about it. It’s really that simple, sweetheart.” He told me, and I smiled. I reached for my wine glass as Ellen filled it for me. I was a little light headed, but it tasted really good.

  “Do you like it?” Ellen asked, and I nodded. She smiled. “That’s good. I told him you probably would, but he wasn’t sure if blackberry would be better.” She told me.

  “I’d like to try that too.” I told her.

  “We can try a lot of things baby girl.” He told me, and I smiled.

  “Good.” I told him. I looked at Ellen and then at Daddy before doing so again. I was trying to figure it out in my head how everything was going to work. It must have been obvious because Daddy laughed a little, kissing the top of my head before he told me to get up. Helping me to stand, he smiled at me, turning my chin up to face him.