Anything for the Man of the House: Ten Brats who Learn how to Behave (12 page)

“
Umm
Daddy...I...I
—”

“You’ve never been with a man
before. This sweet little pussy has never had anything but your own
fingers to pet and play with it.” Again I nodded at him. The way he
was speaking was like nothing I could have imagined. The
combination of his dirty words and gravel voice had a fresh gush of
cream coating my panties, my own feminine fragrance drifting to my
nose. “Little girl, the walls in our base house were not thick
enough to drown out your midnight moans.”

Mortification filled me, as I
tried to recall how often I would masturbate to thoughts of my
daddy when he should have been sleeping. At a time of night I
believed my moans wouldn't be heard.

“Do you know how hard it has
been for me? How difficult it was to not come into your room and
put you over my knee for teasing me with something I couldn't have?
With something I shouldn't want?”

“Sorry.” It was all I could
think to say. I hadn't intentionally done any of those things.

“Oh, you will be. Your little
cunt is going to know exactly how hard it has made me.”

While he had been speaking
he
’
d continued disrobing, his boots,
socks and belt now sitting beside the coffee table. The only thing
he still wore was the thick camouflage pants. As I watched his
hands move he popped the buttons and slid the zip down. I swear I
heard the sound of each tooth as it separated. The loosened
material slipped from his hips with ease to reveal that he wore
nothing beneath. Of their own accord my knees clamped together, and
panic filled me at seeing his full size. There was no way
that
could fit inside of me. The purple tip tapped against
his stomach leaving a wet trail above his belly button. I looked
down at my own arm and judged the length from my wrist to
elbow.

I hadn
’
t known I
’
d started
shaking my head in denial, until he spoke.

“Yes Myka, you will take it
all.”

“I don't think I can. I don't
think anyone can!” I could hear the fear in my voice.

His laugh boomed through the
room. “Yes they have little girl. And so will you.” With that he
dropped to his knees.

I still wore my panties and bra.
But in a move only a Navy Seal had the ability to pull off, he
retrieved a knife from his pile of clothing, and in two lightning
fast movements cut away both sides of my panties. The scrap of
cotton was pulled from underneath me, his hands running from my hip
to my ankles, he pulled my legs apart, spreading my knees wide to
rest on either side of his trunk like thighs.

My whole body stiffened waiting
for him to do as he threatened. For him to slam straight into me,
and for the pain that would surely result. Instead the hand still
gripping the knife made the same lightning movements and my bra was
dust.

“
Beautiful.
” The word was just a hot whispered
against my breast as his mouth engulfed my nipple in his mouth.
Pure white bliss filled me as he suckled at that firm, sensitive
tip. The sensation he awoke made me curl my toes, and drained all
control from my body. I couldn’t stop my eyes from rolling back in
my head.

I had never played with my own
breast so I had no idea that I could obtain pleasure from having
them sucked. And Christ was it pleasurable. Cream flowed from my
cunt in a steady stream to drip onto the rug below.

His hands ran the length of my
body, his rough fingers finding my core. Coating them in my juices
he move them higher to tease my swollen nubbin. His soft touch was
something I hadn't been expecting after his harsh words. But I
wasn't going to complain when the pattern he was running over my
clit mixed with his wet mouth surrounding my nipple, which had my
moans filling the room and my pussy clenching in pre-climactic
bliss.

“No you don't. You don't get to
come until I tell you to.” His teeth sank into the tip of my
nipple, causing me to yelp in pain. He didn't let me go, the pain
intensified to the point where tears threatened to spill from my
eyes.

The wet point of his tongue
joined his teeth, running a soft caress around the tingling flesh.
The pain slowly dimmed and turned to pleasure. A pleasure I didn't
know could come from pain. I hated anything that would physically
cause discomfort, but this was different. It hurt and felt good all
at the same time.

“Daddy.” I wailed, as he finally
let go of my abused nipple. Blood surged back to the previously
deprived tip. That pleasure-pain feeling had my cunt spasming, a
sensation I recognized from giving myself pleasure. For the first
time in my life I was about to climax with a man, I was going to
cum for daddy. As I was about to fall over the cliff he bit down on
the other breast, the suddenness and sharpness of the pain freezing
the orgasm before it could come to fruition. I panted through the
discomfort. Whimpering for him to stop and release me, to give me
back the euphoric feeling I had just been experiencing. My nails
dug into his shoulders, the muscles so dense and thick that I
couldn't get any purchase, and still daddy continued to torture my
tit. Finally his tongue began the same soothing action he had given
the other, and I knew that soon I would be back on that edge of
climax.

When he released my nipple, I
arched my back off the floor as the orgasm started to race through
my body, stronger than any I had felt before. I screamed my release
into the room.

My shrieks of pleasure turned to
one of panic as daddy grabbed my hips in his big hands. Lifting my
ass off the floor he lined us up. When I looked him in the eyes he
pushed into me.

There was no slow. No gentle. I
felt like he was tearing me in two. Grasping the rug beneath me I
attempted to move away from him, to get as far away as possible
from this huge thing that felt like it would kill me. I didn't want
this. I didn't want his cock; he was too big and too hard. Tears
fell in a steady stream down my face.

My pussy was on fire, it hurt so
fucking much. How had I thought this would be wonderful and
beautiful? All those books had lied. I felt like a fool.

“Shh kitten.” Daddy
’
s face came into focus, his nose bumping against my
own.

“Please get off me. It hurts. I
don't want this anymore. I can't. I'm sorry.”

“You do want this, and you can.
I’m already in, little one. The worst is over. You are so tight and
warm around me. Fucking brilliant. You are so fucking beautiful,”
he said as he kissed away my tears before pressing his soft lips
against my own. His words along with his sensual kisses had a
calming affect on my body. Tense muscles started to relax and the
pain that filled me lessened.

“Good girl. Relax for me,
because when you have I
’
m going to fuck
you good and proper. I
’
m going to show
you what those naughty books you read only hint at. You want that
don't you, Kitten?”

His naughty words caused my
pussy to clench around his stiff cock. Then he started to move. A
slow rocking of his pelvis, while he kissed and bit at my lips.

Pleasure quickly replaced the
pain, and I wanted more, needed more. Letting go of my lips daddy
moved back to his kneeling position, a towering warrior above me.
Lifting my ass higher from the floor he held me to him. My
shoulders were the only part of my back in contact with the rug.
Fire lit his eyes and with a wicked smile he showed me what he had
meant when he said he was going to fuck me good and proper.

His hips pistoned at a speed
which had me squealing in both pleasure and pain, his long cock
hitting a part of me that I didn
’
t think
was meant to be touched by anyone other than God. But with every
strike he made against that spot, I flew higher. Sweat covered my
body; with every pump of his hips his tunnelling cock ignited my
insides to fever pitch. The heat from the burning fire had nothing
on what daddy was doing to me.

His callous-tipped fingers moved
to my clit. He didn't rub it like I had expected; he pinched it
between two fingers and added a twist at the same time. I was gone.
I have no idea what I screamed but I know the sound was still
ringing through the room as my cunt pulsed around his stiff cock.
Blinding lights filled my vision and my lungs strained to take air
in.

My thighs were covered with
wetness. And daddy was still hard inside of me, but his hips had
stopped moving. My eyes felt heavy as I fluttered them opened to
look up at him.

Had I done something wrong?

"Why didn't you cum?"

"Oh we are not done little one.
Nowhere near it,” he said as he pulled from my body.

“Roll over to your knees. I want
to watch your rounded ass as I fill you with my seed.”

What did he mean when he said
fill me with
my seed
? My mind was processing his words as he
flipped me over, my forehead bumping against the floor.
Daddy
’
s hands grasped at my hips to
maneuver me into the position that he wanted me in. I looked over
my shoulder at the same time he slammed his long hard cock back
into me. The scream only echoed through my head as the force of his
movement stole the air from my lungs.

Holding on for dear life, I
could do nothing but pray that he
’
d let
me cum again. The pounding of his cock was blissfully painful. That
spot deep in my core was becoming addicted to his touch. I could
feel my cream dripping down my legs and a loud squelching sound
joined with our labored breathing.

My stomach tightened, my tits
tingled and the canal of my core started a rhythmic pulse around
daddy
’
s hard cock. With his next hard
shove my body seized. Daddy
’
s fingers bit
into my skin enough to hurt and at the same time the climax rocked
me, a scolding hot wash of semen filled me.

While my body struggled to
regain normal muscle control, my brain reeled at the implications.
I needed him to get off me, I need to go and have a bath and get it
all out.

“Daddy you need to get up. I
need to get up. Fuck—”

The palm of his hand landed
harshly against my ass, causing it to burn. “I
’
ve told you not to swear kitten. The next time you
do you will have this ass paddled then I will wash your mouth out
with my cum.” My body betrayed my panic and my pussy clenched
around the semi stiff cock still filling it. A dribble of our
combined cum dripped against my leg reminding me of why he needed
to move.

“You don
’
t understand.
I
’
m not on the pill. You
didn
’
t use a condom.”

“Shh little one, I know. I told
you I was going to fill you with my seed. Now lie down, daddy needs
to rest.”

Without pulling his cock from
me, he rolled us onto our sides. One of his large hands rested
where his cock was still buried inside of me. Confusion filled me
as I listened to his breathing steadying out into sleep.

What did he mean? I
wasn
’
t stupid, but didn’t he understand
that I could already be pregnant?

As my own eyes flattered in
sleep the cheerleader whispered to me.
He wants you to
be.

###

About the Author

Vixen Von Fock

Vixen Von Fock is a fiery Aussie girl
living in Brisbane Queensland, where it
’
s
always hot and wet. She
’
s naturally
naughty, and takes her taboo with cream and sugar. If she
didn
’
t let her characters out of her
head, she
’
d have been arrested years
ago.

When she
’
d not
getting her kink on, Vixen also writes erotic romance under the
name of Sassie Lewis, where her men are always Alphas and the sex
is scorching hot.

Both girls loved to be stalked and you
can find them at…

https://www.facebook.com/vvfock?ref=hl

https://www.facebook.com/pages/Sassie-Lewis-Author/1701542196738044

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A Present from my STEP
: Antonia has one request for her
eighteenth birthday; one
ORGASM
for each year of her life.
Surely that shouldn’t be too much to ask for, right?

But when Toby, her on-again-off-again
boyfriend, fails miserably, she thinks her whole birthday is a
bust. Right up until her fantasy man arrives home.

Will
THE MAN WHO RAISED
her be
the one to make this needy girl’s birthday wish come true?

Amabelle –
Connie Cliff

The night was misty, and I could
barely see outside the kitchen window. When my mother’s car pulled
up in our driveway, it was all headlights, with just a vague shape
behind the wheel. I knew it was her though: it was just after 7 pm,
the usual time when she arrived home.

“Come on, Randy, she is here
now.” I was panting, hardly able to squeeze the words out.

He was behind me, holding me by
the hips, pounding his cock into my tight ass. My panties were at
my ankles, and I was grasping the edges of the kitchen sink, dirty
dishes in front of me. I was sure my mother would notice them as
soon as she walked in.

Unless, that is, Randy didn’t
cum. Right now. Because in that case, she would just see her
darling husband, ass-fucking her innocent daughter.

I could see through the sheer
lacy curtain in the window that she got out of the car, slammed the
car door, and slowly headed towards the front porch. She stopped
briefly, noticing me in the window. Waved to me. Good thing she
couldn’t see Randy pumping me from behind — he wasn’t that
tall.

Also, good thing she couldn’t
see my expression. I was coming, hard. My whole body shuddered in a
wave of the sweetest release, and I wrapped my lips around my
teeth, squeezing them tight, trying not to make any noise. Mother
was close enough now to hear me.