Mega Huge Collection of Rougher Daddies

by Lara Friedman

  I chuckled. "You never asked," I said. "And you never seemed to listen to me when I just told you stuff."

  Marcie's eyes were still closed but she smiled. "Yeah, I can be a bitch on the job, but I have my reasons." She stopped talking and frowned. "Holy shit, are you still hard?"

  I hadn't noticed – yes, I know that sounds stupid – but I was still hard. Rock hard, in fact.

  Marcie dropped her hands back to my ass cheeks and pushed. "Come on, honey, let's get it going again," she moaned. "Make me happy one more time."

  This girl had sucked me off and swallowed my come and then fucked me like a porno slut. Hell yes I was going to try to make her happy!

  I bent down to suck on a nipple as I started moving in and out of her pussy again, which was wetter and slicker than before. I tried rotating around in her pussy like earlier and listened to her moan as I hit her various hot spots. I let go of her nipple and moved my face to hers and kissed her passionately, feeling her hands move up as her arms circled my neck to crush my body on top of hers.

  I kept thrusting as this happened, moving faster in and out and rotating my hips. As we kept kissing I moved my cock up to grind on her clit again and she broke the kiss to yell, "Oh god keep doing that!"

  She moved her hands back to my butt and pulled hard. I got the message and started thrusting hard and fast again, keeping contact on her clit as I did. I thought our rutting would last longer this time, but suddenly I felt Marcie's legs wrap around my waist as her arms moved up around my neck again as her body convulsed in the rhythm I was setting with my thrusts. And she started wailing again.

  "Oh shit just like that Paul, give it to me give it to me give give give give give, AAAHHHH!!!"

  And just like that she tightened her grip even more, her arms and legs trying to crush my body as I shot off into her pussy again. I had never in my life come three times in an evening with two of them as close together as these last two.

  I felt completely drained as my body relaxed. Marcie loosened her grip and, after a minute, her legs slipped off me. Her eyes were closed and she had a dreamy smile on her face as she held onto my shoulders. She raised up enough to kiss me softly, sweetly on the lips.

  "I don't know where you've been all my life, stud, but that's the best fucking I've ever had," she whispered. "I'd love more, but we gotta get our clothes on 'cause I open in the morning."

  I reluctantly raised up off her body and pulled out of her. We both laughed as our bodies separated with a wet sucking sound. After slowly pulling our clothes back on, we got into the front seat and kissed again.

  I started the car as Marcie dug around in her purse. She pulled out a 3 by 5 card, the kind the library used for everything, including personal notes, and handed it to me. The card listed her address and phone number.

  "I wrote that down earlier and thought I'd give it to you if you impressed me enough," she said. "God, did you ever impress me!"'

  "Feeling is mutual, Marcie," I replied as I put the car in gear. "But you're the one who's supposed to be the impressionist." She giggled.

  "I usually like to have a date with someone before I let him fuck the living shit outta me," she said. "Since you've done the latter, can we take care of the former?"

  I smiled. "You free Saturday night?" I asked.

  "Yup," she said. "It's a date!"

  I dropped her off at her car and got another searing hot kiss. After she had driven away, I realized something. We never actually watched Deep Throat that night.

  The End.

  The Roman's Bride

  Britain, 450

  After many attacks and wars, a truce was to be made with Romans and a Celtic tribe. It would be made by marriage. A centurion would wed the village leader's daughter. And peace would be made.

  That bride would be Seren, and she was not pleased. Her father only wanted the best for his people. Romans were only known as cold hearted rutting dogs to the Celts. She combed her long blond hair, and dressed for the feast. Her maid, Edith, began to braid her hair.

  "You must be pleased of this marriage, my dear." Edith began.

  Seren frowned."No,I am rather against it."

  "But a Centurion,he is likely to be wealthy. You will have a good life and a home to fill with babies."

  Seren shuddered. Half Celt half Roman babies! The horror! In the mirror, she looked at herself, her attire was a dark purple gown with a lace up bodice, and she wore silver bangles. She hoped not to be man handled by those men. Romans had an insane amount of lust.

  Her father had served a huge feast, along with loud music and dancing. The tables held roasted pheasant, roasted pig, clotted creams, leeks, fish with honey and herbs, fresh apples, and breads. The centurion stood beside her father. He was tall and dark. His hair was thick and curly and his eyes dark. His face was good looking, and when his eyes met hers, she felt her heart jump and warmth heat between her thighs. He had a strong and well toned body, she wanted to feel how strong he was. Other Roman men reached out to touch her body as she moved past the crowd. Seren fought to keep their hands off.

  The centurion noticed and came before her and helped her get past the men and lewd comments.

  She stiffened at his touch.

  Her father seemed pleased with him as he drank his ale. Seren ran to him. "Father, please do not make me marry a Roman." She pleaded.

  Her father smiled. "Now my girl, you should be pleased. You will be taken care of."

  "And once the peace is over, I am killed."

  "No, you will be secure. It has been vowed."

  "I will not submit to him." Seren huffed. The centurion smiled at her. She fumed.

  He came to her."Lady," He greeted."I am Justin Valerius."

  She let him take her hand into his and the crowd cheered. It seemed this marriage would happen whether she liked it or not.

  Justin kissed her hand, and she shivered at the warmth of his mouth on her skin. His eyes gleamed sinfully.

  "Please,"She whispered.

  He smiled and let her go, and the ceremony began.

  Dim candle light filled the dark room of Justin's bed chamber. He carried his bride into the room and set her on the bed. She looked at him with bright green eyes and swallowed hard. He felt pity, knowing she barely knew him. She was tiny and very pretty, but not very young. Her father said she was nineteen summers, old enough to be a wife. Still, he was only a handful of years older than she.

  "Your father wants me to take your virginity tonight, so the pact can't be taken back." He said softly.

  She nodded."I understand."

  "Please do not fight me. Let me make this good for us both."

  She bit her bottom lip."I won't fight you, but I won't like it. "

  "Very well, stand up."

  She stood and he unlaced her bodice, revealing her full creamy breasts. He ran a fingertip around her pink nipples, making her shiver. Heat flooded her pussy. He rubbed her nipples and cupped her breasts in his hands.

  "You are lovely, Seren." He said to her.

  She let out a soft moan as he stripped the gown off her leaving her naked before him. He bent his head and nuzzled her neck, and kissed her collarbone. She pushed at his hard chest, and felt the muscles ripple under her palms. He was strong and could easily take her. He caught a nipple in his mouth and sucked hard making her cry out. He let his hands feel her soft body and felt his cock harden. She was a beauty and tasted so sweet.

  Seren was in bliss, his mouth sucked and licked her nipples, and she grew wet."Please, stop..."

  He looked at her. "I hurt you"?

  '' No, but I want it over with."

  Justin stood. She noticed his erection and stepped back."I warn you, it will hurt the first time."

  "The only time."

  He laughed at that."No, lady. You are to satisfy my desire, each night if I wish it."

  She struggled from him yet his hand found her wet heat and she gasped. He grinned and pushed one finger in, making her tremble.

  "Yo
u like that"? He asked. Then he found her clit and began to rub, she cried out.

  Seren could barely think. This man was pleasuring her body. The enemy was trying to bring her bliss. She had no will to fight it.

  "Let me feel you," She asked.

  He pulled away and began to strip off his clothing, letting her look at his hard muscled body. She bit her lip, and pressed a palm to his hard chest. She felt his heart pounding and smiled. Her hands traveled down over his skin, feeling him. She ran her fingertips along his hard thick cock and he gasped. She ran a thumb over the tip. It was too much for Justin.

  "Vixen." He pulled her against him and kissed her, tasting her. She rubbed her body against his, wanting more.

  Justin pulled away and lay her on the bed, and was over her. Panting, she spread her legs and he rubbed his cock along her slit, making her purr.

  "Please..." She whispered. "Do it."

  Justin still rubbed, making her go wild. He began to suck and lick her nipples. She came hard, trembling. Justin waited no longer and thrust hard. She arched in pain, gasping. He hands fisted against his chest.

  He stilled. "Easy, hold still."

  "I can't,your too big...please..." She gasped.

  Justin kissed her and held still, until she began to move her hips, feeling him. The pain had eased, but she was sore. Justin moved with her slowly then picked up the pace, she clawed at his back and arms.

  "Are you alright"? He asked breathless.

  "Sore but it feels so good."

  He smiled and ground his pelvic bone against her clit, she came again with soft cries. He followed, filling her womb with his hot cum.

  After, they lay side by side, panting. Seren sighed and felt happy to have felt such bliss at last. Moving to his side, Justin kissed her forehead and looked down at her.

  "This may not be so bad, Seren." He said softly."You are now lady of my house."

  Seren shifted and winced at how sore she felt. She sat up slowly and cried out at seeing blood on her thighs. Justin got up.

  "All virgins bleed the first time. It is alright." He came to her with a wet cloth and pressed it to her delicate folds. She shivered.

  "I am sore,I am sorry." She bit her lip and blushed.

  Justin liked how sweet she looked when she blushed. "You must be. We can rest this night and you can heal."

  "When will you take me again"? Seren whispered.

  Justin got in bed beside her. "When your body is ready." He said and pulled her to him and kissed her. "Do you fear me"?

  She shook her head. "No." She said against his lips. She rather liked being held and kissed like this. It was unlike anything she had known.

  As she fell asleep, Seren felt peace and contentment.

  Letting his bride sleep, Justin got up at dawn and washed. He knew Seren would be worn out from last night. After washing and dressing he went into the kitchen to eat.

  The cook had prepared a small feast for him and his new wife. Oats with honey, sugared pastries, fresh berries, thick bacon and some sweet wine. After eating, Justin carried a tray to his chambers for Seren. She was awake curled up against the pillows. His heart caught at seeing how lovely she was.

  "I am famished." She smiled at him.

  Justin was glad she was at ease with him. "I am glad, my cook prepared a nice meal."

  As she ate the blankets fell down from around her and Justin felted his cock harden at seeing her breasts and navel. "What does your name mean"?

  "It means 'star' in Celt." She told him.

  With her golden hair it fit her well Justin decided. After she ate she sighed and fell back into the pillows.

  "Why are you dressed already"? Seren asked. "We are allowed to stay in bed all day today."

  "I am tempted to take you again." Justin shrugged. "And I don't want to hurt you."

  Seren thought."Will it hurt or will I just feel pleasure from now on"?

  He grew even harder."Pleasure."

  "I see." She thought. She looked at her good looking husband and knew she wanted him again. Getting out of bed she walked to him and began to unlace his pants. Justin moaned as when he was freed into her small hand. "You want me." Not a question.

  "Yes, Seren. I been wanting you since last night."

  She stroked him and ran a fingertip over the blunt head. He drew away suddenly.

  "Lay down," He told her as he undressed. She laid on the bed and he came over her and their mouths met. Seren moaned as he deepened the kiss. She was wet and ready for him already. Justin broke the kiss and looked at her. Her pretty green eyes were dazed. He thrust deeply and she whimpered. Her face showed bliss not pain. He began a slow rhythm letting her just feel and enjoy.

  "It feels so good." She panted, meeting his every move.

  "Better than last time"? Justin asked.

  Seren nodded. She felt him reach between their bodies and he found her little nub of pleasure and began to rub it. She cried out and shattered around him. He thrust deep and hard as he spilled inside her. Panting, Justin moved off her and fell beside her on the bed.

  Seren felt like her body was singing. So much bliss! And she wanted Justin again. And by the grin on his face, she knew he wanted her as well.

  The End.

  Woof!

  Sven was enjoying the rare occasion when he got the apartment to himself. Mimi was working late on a new campaign for a kitchen company and wouldn't be back until much later. He opened the fridge and took some water off a shelf. It was 10:30 already and she still wasn't back. Sven shrugged to himself and flipped open a magazine that lay on the counter. His phone rang and he pulled it away from the charger on the wall.

  "Hey."

  It was Mimi. "Hey. Sorry I've been taking so long. Dan from the art department had to finish some of the boards and it took longer than we were expecting."

  Sven nodded, "Okay. Are you finished now?"

  "Yep"

  "Good." Sven leant against the kitchen unit and stretched. "I was wondering where you were."

  "Sorry." Mimi answered, "I thought we'd be done by half eight. You weren't planning anything, were you?"

  "Er, no...should I?" Sven asked, suddenly panicked.

  "No, no. I was just thinking if you'd bought food or anything."

  Sven sighed, "Nope. Just reading. Take your time, okay."

  "Yeah, I shan't be too long now...and er, I was just wondering if you'd like to be my plaything tonight?"

  Sven grinned and leant against the kitchen counter. "Ah, baby, you know I'm always your plaything."

  Mimi laughed, "Good boy, pup. I'll be home in about 20 minutes."

  "Woah, back up," He planted the water bottle on the worktop and felt himself blush a little. "Did you just call me pup?"

  "I did." Mimi said, "You said you wanted to try it, let's do it tonight, hmm?"

  Sven sighed. There was a hesitation on the line and he nodded to himself, "Okay. Uh...great. I'll see you later. Do I, um, do I need to do anything for this?"

  "Nope. Not now. Just don't pee on the carpet before I get home, okay?"

  "Har har." Sven rolled his eyes and laughed nervously, not quite sure how he felt about this sudden announcement. He'd mentioned it to Mimi a couple of weeks previously and had been met by silence. He'd not pushed the subject since. Mimi had laughed and reacted with a reticent smile. He knew it wasn't her thing – or not in the topping sense at least, but considering her own penchant for kitty ears he thought he'd give it a try. But nothing, the second he'd said it he had regretted it, knowing that she would always have been uncomfortable with the idea. He cleared his throat and nodded.

  "You sure? I know you feel weird about it from the top side."

  "Hey. It's fine. It's also kind of hypocritical, too, don't you think since you're always so good to me when I'm on the bottom? Anyway..." she tailed off again.

  "What?" Sven narrowed his eyes, "You're planning something, I know it."

  "Hmm. May-be" Mimi's voice lilted down the phone and Sven rolled his eyes. Of
course. "Well, I was just out and about and then I suddenly thought about how nice you'd look in a thick, dark leash and I got a little tingly thinking about it."

  "Oh really?" Sven grinned to himself and took a sip of his water.

  "Yes. I did."

  Something skated across his neck and Sven jumped across the kitchen. He turned and found Mimi bent double with laughter behind him and ominous looking paper bag in her hand.

  "Aw, shit."

  "Hah." She gasped, "Funniest. Thing. Ever. Oh God, that was so funny." She flipped her phone closed and planted a kiss on his cheek.

  "Oh you...come here." He picked her up and nibbled her lip playfully. "Bad kitty."

  "Heh. Don't think I haven't been watching you for the past five minutes." Mimi stepped backwards, "Do you want to see all the pretty toys I bought you?"

  Mimi rubbed the tiny square of flesh behind Sven's left ear, running her thumb over his cheek. To his surprise he found himself lying into her hand and half nodding. He had not been expecting that. Woah.

  "Um, okay." He watched as Mimi planted herself on the sofa.

  "Come." She patted the space next to him and Sven obeyed, sitting next to her and grinning like an overexcited child.

  Or a puppy, He thought

  Mimi leant forward and kissed him on the mouth, the tension crackling between them. "I know how much you want this, Sven. I know for you it's about...escaping. Forgetting."

  Sven nodded nervously and stroked her arm, "Hmm. Thank you. I thought you'd forgotten or ignored me – it."

  Mimi blushed, "Yeah, well, y'know...I had a little think about it. About you. About what a good boy you'll be for me." She rubbed his cheek gently and Sven blushed like a fifteen-year-old girl. "And..." her voice fell to a whisper, the edges of the words grazing his ear like warm honey, "I kind of like it."

  "Hmm. Really?"

  Mimi nodded. "Yep. You want to do it then?"

  "Yeah...yeah I do, um..." another ripple of nervous laughter coiled up from his chest, "I'm just surprised."

  "Don't be." Mimi smiled reassuringly, "You know the safe word, Red for stop, Green for good. Whatever you feel comfortable with, hm?"