Page 36 of Daddy's Treat
This spanking isn’t nearly as hard as my earlier spanking. My bottom is already a little sore from the hairbrush, his hand is reigniting that fire. Kade spanks me over and over again until I’m moaning and begging. I’m not even sure what I’m begging for, but I’m wet and needy between my legs. Every spank feels like a jolt straight to my core.
“What do you think of middle-aged now, little girl?”
I playfully move my hand in the so-so motion. Kade’s eyes flicker with amusement for a moment before his eyes return to what I’m beginning to call the you’ve-been-a-bad-girl look. It’s sexy as all get out.
Kade flips me over so that I’m bent over the bed, my legs dangling uselessly. Hashtag short girl problems. I moan into the bedding when Kade grips each of my cheeks in his hands and spreads them. I wiggle in discomfort at being so on display. He’s on his knees behind me at face level with all my bits and pieces. It’s intimate on a whole new level.
“Tsk tsk. I think you liked your spanking too much. Maybe I’ll have to get more creative with your punishments in the future.”
I plan on saying no, that the spankingsdohurt and that I don’t know why I get so wet even though it hurts. Words fail me when Kade’s wicked tongue teases along my folds up and up until he gets to my back hole. I half think it was an accident, but then he swirls it around and around.
“Oh, God,” I gasp at the overwhelming sensation.
“Not God. Daddy,” he growls. “Say it while I make this naughty pussy come.”
“Daddy,” I moan.
“Mm, that’s right, baby girl.”
He moves his attention from my butt down to my clit. He sucks it hard and fast, making my eyes cross and my breath catch in my throat. I’m so, so close to climaxing that I whine when he moves from my clit to my entrance. He licks all around it, then his tongue is buried deep. He’s simulating the same motions he would do if it were his cock. It’s intense and yet not enough.
“Please, daddy, please!”
“Tell me what you want.”
He’s going to make me say it no matter what. I can either say the naughty words I’ve been using so freely in my head now, or I can try to hold out and still end up saying them when I’m about to die from orgasm denial.
“Fuck me, daddy! Please, fuck me.”
Kade stands behind me, and I realize he’s completely naked. When did that happen? Not that I’m complaining, of course. “Do you want me to fuck your bad girl pussy?”
“Yes! Fuck my bad girl pussy.”
“Such a dirty, dirty mouth. I should really do something about that.” I can hear the laughter in his voice because he knows how hard it is for me to break years of habit. I’ll never admit it, but using the words he demands I use makes me hot and needy. “Maybe another time. Right now, I need to take care of my girl.”
Unlike last night, he doesn’t take things slow. He lines himself up with my opening then enters me in one long, sure stroke. He barely hesitates before pulling back and thrusting deep. Last night he was careful. Tonight, he knows I can take it. Knows I crave it. He picks up the pace until he’s fucking me hard and fast. Pistoning in and out of my tight pussy until I feel like I’m going to break into a million pieces.
“That’s my girl. Take my fat cock in your tight little pussy. You’re making daddy feel so good. Are you going to come for me?”
“Daddy, yes!”
I’m right there. Just a little more, and I’m going to detonate. Then I feel it, Kade is pressing against my back entrance. “Maybe I should fuck you here. Would you like that, baby girl? Having your ass stuffed full of daddy’s cock.”
My pussy clenches around his cock, betraying my feelings. I want to say no, but just the thought is making my pussy wetter. “One day soon, I’m going to claim this sweet ass.”
His finger slips just past my tight ring, and I’m coming and coming and coming. I come so hard it’s like an out of body experience. Tears are leaking onto the bedding. My throat is hoarse from crying out. I whimper when Kade pulls out. I’m confused for a moment because I don’t think he came… then I hear it… He’s jerking off. I’m hurt that he doesn’t finish with me until he groans, and I feel the hot jets of his release covering my ass, dripping down my pussy.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Kade chants as spurt after spurt covers me. He has to catch himself on one hand beside me from the intensity of his own release. “Now, what do you think of middle-age?”
“If that’s what middle-aged can do, I can’t wait to be thirty.”
“As long as you’re only doing it with me, shortcake.”
“I like that plan, daddy.”
Kade pampers me like a princess after our lovemaking. I don’t want to just call it fucking because it’s so much more than that. He might tease me for it, but every time with him, no matter how kinky or vanilla it is will be making love.
He gives me a bath. I don’t remember ever being bathed by someone else before. Probably when I was a small child, but I’ve mostly been left to my own devices. It’s a novel experience for sure. He massages my scalp and uses a soft loofah on every inch of my skin. It all feels so good I nearly fall asleep twice.