0 comments/ 4637 views/ 1 favorites Don't Be Late By: Atsukoako The alarm sounded and I fumbled to turn it off still half asleep! "Urgghh!" I heard myself say knowing I couldn't afford to snooze, I knew I'd fall back into a deep sleep and today I just couldn't afford to be late under any circumstances. Pulling back the quilt I threw my legs out and stood up and as I stumbled to the door I realised I had a raging stiffy pressing against my shorts. My hand automatically grabbed it through the thin cotton material. For a second I hesitated before opening the door and dashing for the bathroom but then thought no, it's far too early for anyone else to be up. I'd risk the short dash to the bathroom with my raging stiffy still intact. (Big mistake). As I crossed the landing my worst fear became reality. Jessica's door suddenly swung wide open and there she stood. She looked at me with a steady gaze as I tried to hide my embarrassment and continue my rush to the bathroom door, tripping clumsily as my eyes widened and face reddened. "Stop!" She said loudly and commandingly. For some strange reason I did just that and froze on the spot... "Ahemmmm, and what time do you call this?" She demanded to know. As I started to stammer a response she came to me fast and just grabbed hold of my cock! "What's this?" She barked. "A morning stiffy! Well, I need this! I NEED IT RIGHT NOW!!" She whispered menacingly while looking me in the eye, squinting and squeezing my cock harder. She looked for any sign of argument and at that moment reminded me of a Drill Sergeant inspecting recruits. I was still speechless with shock and embarrassment and couldn't make an intelligible sound at all! "Come with me." She said as she pulled my cock firmly and led me along behind her. I still couldn't utter a word and as I tried, I was cut off. "Be quiet and just do as you're told. Understand?" She looked back coldly. Suddenly remembering the importance of today I finally found my voice. "Look Jessica, I can't be late today. I have an interview at work. If I'm late I'll have no chance!" I said meekly, pleadingly as I stumbled along behind her! "Well, the quicker you do as you're told the sooner you'll be able to leave wont you! Now stand there." She released my cock and I stood exactly as she'd commanded. She'd had gripped me so hard I could still feel her hand after she'd let go. Any other day I would be thrilled with her game but I was desperate to get away. This promotion had been a long time coming and I wanted it. I wanted the salary too! I glanced across at the clock on the wall and decided I'd play along for five minutes. After that I would have to go, no way could I stay longer! I told myself. I looked at Jessica and my eyes took in her amazing body. She wore just a vest that just about covered her bum and strained to hold her amazing breasts. I'd admired her and had seen her dash from bathroom to bedroom naked and dripping many times. Seems she always forgot to take a towel! I wasn't complaining though and thought it a perk of sharing a house with two female students. I was sure they did it on purpose anyway. Flashing and flirting almost everyday, teasing with requests to zip up this or unzip that. Usually not even waiting for me to leave before taking off whatever garment I'd unzipped. No wonder I was almost permanently stiff and horny! "Stop staring at my tits and take those ridiculous shorts off!" I jumped at the harshness of her voice and was slow to absorb her order. "Tsk, don't bother, I'll do it!" She moved incredibly fast and her hands gripped my shorts and yanked them down to my ankles in a flash. My cock sprang up and I looked down at it stupidly before looking back to see her eyeing me up and down. I was more embarrassed than ever. "Hmmmm, now that's better, let the dog see the rabbit." My jaw nearly hit the floor hearing her words and I tried not to laugh out loud. "Let the dog see the rabbit!" I said incredulously. "Did I give you permission to talk?" She said loudly and pushed me backwards till I slumped into a waiting chair, eyes wide, cock pointing upwards. "Now, just sit there and keep that cock hard for me. Don't you dare let it go floppy!" Jessica turned and bent over as though touching her toes. Her luscious bum inches from my face. She hooked a finger each side of her panties and slowly teased them down over her bum to reveal her delicious pussy. I took a gasp of air and licked my lips. Her pussy was smooth and hairless and her labia glistened wet. I felt a fresh surge of blood pump to my cock and I couldn't stop myself grabbing hold and stroking. "That's it, work that cock for me, Mmmmm...yes, stroke it, play with it. DON'T YOU DARE CUM!!" She suddenly ordered. "I'll tell you when you can cum!" Her hand suddenly appeared as she spread her legs and a finger stroked her slit. Slipping over her juicy labia and spreading her lips giving me a look inside. I moaned and wanted to bury my face there, lick and taste her. "You like it don't you?" She stood up and turned facing me. "Bet you want to lick it!" In one movement she pulled her vest off releasing her tits and threw it aside. "I've seen you looking at me you old pervert! Did you think I wouldn't notice your eyes following me around, looking at my tits every chance you got? And my ass, don't get me started on that, you're a dirty old letch lusting after me. I bet you go and smell my panties while wanking don't you? Look!... You can't even resist staring at my tits now!" She grabbed me around the neck and pulled me to her, pressing her tits into my face. Her fingers pinched a nipple and traced it around my lips. I couldn't stop my tongue coming out and licking, my mouth suddenly eager and hungry to suck. Before I could get my lips around her nipple I was roughly pushed back into the chair. "Hah, you don't get to taste anything until I say so, understand?" She giggled, enjoying the power and my helplessness. She stood in front of me, hands on hips and legs apart watching as my eyes slowly drifted down to her pussy mound. "Awww, you really want to taste my little pussy don't you?" Her foot came up and rested on the chair between my legs. I jumped, startled by the swift movement but relaxed and sighed as her toes brushed my balls gently. She thrust her hips forward and spread her lips again. "Oh look how wet she is now!" Her fingers slipped in easily and I watched mesmerised as she wriggled them in and out. The wet squelching sound made me lick my lips. I glanced up and Jessica was smiling down at me. Her tongue slowly licked her top lip and she moaned while gently biting her bottom lip. Smiling again, she knew I was gagging and in a state of pure lust, I looked back to her pussy and the wet fingers playing and stroking. My own hand worked my cock as instructed. "Ohhhh I wonder what that cock of yours feels like stuffed into my tight little pussy?" I gasped at the thought and released my cock for fear of spurting prematurely! "Hahaha, do you like the thought of that, have you been thinking about fucking me? Do you wanna fuck me now?" I opened my mouth to answer but before I could say a word Jessica answered for me. "Of course you do, you want it so bad, you've been dreaming about fucking me every day for months! hahaha." She lowered her head and looked at her pussy. "God, look... I'm getting wetter, dripping." Her fingers slipped out and she smoothed all her sweet juices around her mound, stroking them through her lips and circling her clit. Pulling her labia lips, stretching them, they glistened and I wanted to lick and suck her, taste her. "Look at that." She said holding her fingers in front of me. They were so wet and I could smell her pussy juices. I was gasping and my cock strained hard as suddenly she put two fingers in my mouth. I sucked and licked, tasting her, wanting every drop of juice I could get. "That's it you dirty boy, lick it all off, you love the taste of my pussy don't you!" "Mmmmmmm, yes." I managed to mumble as my tongue searched her fingers for more. Her hand slipped behind my neck and pulled my head towards her wet pussy. Her leg spread wide and I buried my face there, lapping at her lips, probing as far as I could reach. Sucking on her clitty and swirling my tongue around. I heard her moaning and her hands pressed my head hard into her groin. I put one hand through her legs and the other around her thigh grabbing her ass cheeks, pulling her hard to me as my tongue probed and swirled deeper, sucking and swallowing as my mouth watered and mixed with her juices. I was like a starving man, getting as much of her pussy into my mouth as I could. I was greedy for her. "That's enough!" She said pushing me roughly back into the chair. "You're doing well but let's see if you can keep me happy a while longer." Kneeling between my legs and pushing them apart as far as they'd go. Sliding my bum to the edge of the seat my cock was inches from Jessica's lips, her breath was hot and I held my breath in anticipation. Her lips pouted as her hands slid along my thighs closing in on my straining cock. I hoped I could last and not spill my seed before she wanted. As a hand slowly wrapped around my shaft, sliding up to the tip, another stream of pre-cum spilled out. Jessica quickly licked it and sucked on my cock. "Mmmmmm, yes, I want more juice!" She whispered up to me. Her free hand pushed my leg up giving access to my ball sack. I closed my eyes as I felt her tongue swirling all around my balls. Gently each was sucked in and the heat of her mouth teased more clear juice from my cock. It ran down my shaft and Jessica was quick to lap it up before returning to my ball sack. I loved the feeling and flexed my hips up, willing her to suck my cock. I didn't have to wait long as I felt the heat of her mouth surround me. As her hand cupped my balls her head moved slowly and rhythmically up and down. "Oh shit, that feels so good." My voice was strained and my body flexed rigid. My cock was as hard as could be and I sweated as Jessica worked me. "Mmmmmm, I needed this," she whispered while breathing deep. I moved my hips in time with Jessica and watched thrilled as my cock disappeared deep in her mouth. I wouldn't be able to hold back much longer so gasped with relief when she released me. My cock was wet with Jessica's saliva. "I think you're ready now, you've done well so far but you need to control yourself a while longer. Don't you dare cum till I say!" She stood and turned her back to me. Bending over again she gave me full view of her soaking wet pussy. I'm going to sit on your lap and you're gonna guide that wet cock into my wet pussy!" She straddled my legs and I did as I was told, I held my cock and kept it on target to slip inside her. I watched as her sweetness lowered to my eager cock. As her pussy touched she moved back and forth, slipping him between her labia lips. I felt her opening and she slowly bounced up and down taking more of me each bounce. I held my breath involuntarily as her hot wetness surrounded me. I flexed my hips up, my body tensing rigid as I watched her pussy rise and fall, her butt cheeks slapping against my thighs harder each downward thrust. I took my weight on my hands and began thrusting up in time to her downward movement. "Stop that!" She ordered... "Just hold still and let me do it, keep that cock still." I did as I was told throwing my head back and gritting my teeth, fighting the urge to thrust. "Mmmmm yes that's it, this is what I need." She thrust wildly. Her pussy sucked on my cock on the upward movement and it was a joy to see and feel. Juicy wetness squelched and added to the already screaming senses flowing through my body. I reached down and squeezed the base of my cock trying to delay the inevitable. I would fail for sure as my eyes feasted on Jessica's rising and falling butt. "Fuck! Jessica I can't hold back..." I gritted my teeth harder and flexed rigid as I came. Jessica moved faster making me gasp and spasm with ecstasy. "Oh you bad boy, you came didn't you!" She laughed pleased with her work. Her thrusts became slower and more gentle. "Mmmmm that was so nice, I'm so wet look!" She stood up slipping off my cock slowly and teasingly, letting me watch and enjoy the view. Grabbing a tissue to wipe herself she looked down at me slumped and spent in the chair. "Hahaha, you look knackered!... Now, I'm going back to bed. Close the door on your way out." I couldn't believe my ears... after all that!... I felt my face burning and slowly pulled myself to my feet. Grabbing a towel I saw Jessica flop on the bed on top of the duvet. She lay on her front with one leg outstretched and the other bent at the knee. My eyes were fixed on her peachy bum and smooth wet pussy lips. I must have looked pitiful as I slowly headed for the door, the sudden realisation I would be late for my interview catching up with me. As I was about to close the door behind me I had one last glance at Jessica's bum. She suddenly looked up over her shoulder... "Oh, I almost forgot... You aren't late for your interview, I crept into your room last night and altered your alarm clock!" I heard muffled laughter as I stood stunned. Running to my room I checked my watch, then my alarm clock. It was true, it was my regular get up time and my alarm clock had been altered by an hour! The cheeky bitch had planned the whole thing! Laughing now and relived all was well I headed for the shower once more. I half expected Jessica to appear again but not this time, her mischief was complete and she was probably sleeping soundly by now. Closing the door I noticed a note stuck to the mirror. Dear John, Good luck with your interview today, I know you'll do well. Come straight home after work, I'm cooking you steak and we'll celebrate with some wine. Oh... Thank you for this morning, it was soooooo nice :-) Kiss kiss J xxx Don't Be Late for Daddy We are laughing, talking and holding each other's hands as we walk down the hotel hallway. We get to the threshold of the room I had reserved earlier in the day. I put the key in the lock, open the door, and follow her into the room. She turns to me, smiling, but sees that my face has grown stern. "You were late this afternoon, Baby. You know how valuable time is to me, and to us." "It was only four minutes!! There was construction on the highway, and I left 30 minutes early which I thought would be plenty of time, then I had trouble finding the restaurant, and parking was..." Her voice trails off, and I see the defiance in her eyes falter, as she realizes her arguments are not persuading me. I stare at her expectantly. The moment of silence lingers. Finally I break it by saying, "today you are not only late, but forgetful of your manners." She replies, "It was only four minutes, Sir." I notice the slight, sarcastic emphasis on the last word, but don't bring it up. She immediately regrets saying it, knowing it may come back to her in a less then pleasant way later in the evening. "Those four minutes could have been put to very productive use for us, couldn't they? I don't want your excuses. I want your timeliness." "Yes, Sir." There is no sarcasm in her voice now. "Good girl." I move further into the room and she follows me. She feels a mix of shame and defiance, knowing she was wrong to be late, but angry to be chastised so harshly. I turn to her, holding out a glass of wine, and see the defiance in her eyes. I hand her the glass, and toast, "to timeliness." Her cheeks redden slightly and her eyes drop as she replies, "to timeliness." We enjoy our wine as we sit at the couch talking casually and falling back into our easy conversation from dinner. She relaxes as she tells me about her week, and hears me relate my own stories. As we finish the first glass, she glances at the bed at the far end of the room and hopes that I have forgotten about her tardiness. I haven't. "You seem eager to move to the bed, Baby. I share your eagerness, but... I can't help but think sadly that I might have given you another orgasm, or two, had we the extra few minutes to play." This time she meets my gaze, and feels herself anticipating, both eagerly and dreadfully, what I might say next. "You were hoping I had forgotten, weren't you?" Not breaking my gaze, she replies "Yes, Sir." "You know you will be disciplined, don't you?" Her breath catches in her throat as she answers, "yes, Sir." She also feels herself beginning to get wet. "Stand up, Baby," I command. "Yes, Sir," she says as she rises to her feet. "Now, silently and slowly, remove your clothes." She starts a slow strip tease for me, carefully removing first her shoes and pantyhose, then her blouse, then her skirt. She puts them each carefully in the closet or on the dresser, knowing that I enjoy watching her reveal her body to me, and that I enjoy the building anticipation. Her bra and her panties follow, and she places them carefully on the dresser as well before returning to stand in front of me again. "Very good, Baby. You have pleased me greatly. Now turn around, slowly, so I can savor your body." Slowly, never losing eye contact with me except for the moment it takes to turn her head from one side to the other, she spins around. She feels both shame and pride as she senses my eyes on her. "You are a beautiful woman," I say, my voice slightly husky with lust. "I'm your woman, Sir, to do with as you please." "Good girl," I say as I stand up and move to the closet. She had seen a folded black scarf hanging there earlier, and guessed its purpose. Now her guess is confirmed as I retrieve it and return to her. I return to stand behind her, and she feels the fabric of my shirt and the movements of my arms near her shoulders as I blindfold her and tie the scarf firmly at the back of her head. Then she waits. She expects to hear or feel something, and as she accepts the loss of her visual sense, her other senses become slightly more attuned. She thinks she hears a faint metallic sound, which she suspects is my belt buckle, then she is almost certain she hears a zipper. Then... nothing. Still, she waits. And waits. And waits. Finally, from somewhere behind her, I say, "It has been four minutes since I blindfolded you, Baby. The same four minutes I had to wait for your arrival. You did not like the waiting, did you?" Remembering my admonition for silence, she shakes her head side to side. "I didn't like it, either. Will you be late again when we have arranged to meet?" Another shake of her head follows. A brief moment of silence follows, then she gasps in surprise as the simultaneous sensations of my lips at the curve of her neck, my fingers lightly pinching one of her nipples, and my erection pressing into her back. As my lips move up the curve of her neck to her jawline, I wrap my other arm around her waist and pull her closer to me. She can tell that I am as excited as she is by how rigid my cock feels against her back. I continue to flick and pinch her nipples lightly. Then I pinch one of them hard. She yelps in surprise and pain, and instinctively tries to pull away from me. My arm around her waist keeps her pinned to my body, though, and after her initial shock, the continuing pressure on her nipple gradually turns to from pain to a feeling of pleasure. The pleasure seems to run directly from her breast to her clit, in fact. This is a phenomenon she has never experienced before, but she quickly decides she likes it. I then release my hold on her, and relax my fingers' grasp on her nipple, as I whisper in her ear, "did you forget that you are to be silent?" "But it hurt, Sir, and it was such a surprise and you had been so gentle up to then and I wasn't expecting it and I think it's a normal reaction to yell when something like that happens and..." she stumbles on for a moment, trying to find the words that will both explain and obtain forgiveness for her slip. Finally, "... Yes, Sir, I forgot." I move from behind her and take her hand, telling her to walk with me. She is afraid to move, because the darkness of the blindfold is so disorienting, but she allows herself to trust me. "Step to your left just a little bit, now turn to your right... here we are." I say as I guide her to where I want her to stand. "Now, little girl, stand with your feet about shoulder width apart... that's good... bend forward at your waist... reach out your hands... down a little... a little more... there!" She feels a hard surface beneath her fingers, and she guesses it must be the desk, or the dresser, or the vanity. She isn't certain. Then she fees my hands on her hips, as I pull her backwards until her hips are very nearly over her feet, and her waist is bent to nearly 90 degrees. I step back for a moment, watching her and enjoying the spectacle of her rigid body relaxing. Her arms and legs tremble just a bit as they grow slightly fatigued. SMACK The open palm of my right hand lands firmly on her right buttock, rocking her forward onto the balls of her feet. She tries to stifle a scream, but not quite successfully. She feels my hand still on her buttock, massaging the area where the blow landed. The sting of the pain is eased as the warmth and motion of my hand provide a soothing contrast to the sharpness of the spanking. "You did better, little one. I know you tried mightily to hold the last scream back, though you still failed. I will give you more practice." With that, my hand quickly moves from her right buttock and... SMACK ...lands hard on her left cheek. This time she grunts, but doesn't scream and keeps her mouth closed. As I massage the sting out of her ass, I say "that's a good girl, though you weren't completely silent were you?" "No, Si-," she begins, then closes her mouth and shakes her head. Two more blows, one on each side, find her cheeks in quick succession. This time, there is no warming massage... just the sting. She feels as if she can almost feel the warm glow of my handprints. But she didn't make a sound. "You've made Daddy very happy, Baby. Unfortunately, the rule is one blow to each cheek for every infraction. You have two more coming... to each side. Would you like a moment to prepare for them?" She shakes her head. Despite the pain, she wants to prove to me that she can take her discipline without complaint. "Very well," I say, and a moment later... ...tap, tap...tap, tap... My palm lands gently on each side of her ass twice. I massage her buttocks and low back with both hands, both to ease the pain for her and for me to appreciate the sharp palm prints I have left on her buttocks. As I massage, I observe, "those will remind you of your lesson for a few days I suspect." At last, my hands slow and the massage ends. She still feels one of my fingers against her skin, however. Her skin seems to flicker with electricity as I trace my finger down the curve of her ass, over her anus to her perineum, where I pause to apply a slight pressure, then moving on to outline her labia, which are nicely exposed to me with her body bent almost 90 degrees. Slowly, sensuously, I trace her outer labia, up the left side, then down the right. I part them slightly with my finger, and trace it, so gently that she can barely feel it, up the length of her inner labia until I find her clit. As my finger grazes her clit, I see a shiver run up her spine. I rub it, gently at first, then harder. I move my fingers up and down, side to side, in a circular pattern... she is frustrated because just as I get into a rhythm and she can move her hips with my strokes, I change the pattern. She is frustrated, and very wet. I remove my hand, and she feels my shoulder brush her ass as I kneel behind her. "Very good, little girl. You cleaned yourself very carefully, just as I instructed. That makes me very happy, because I enjoy doing this and I couldn't have if you weren't immaculately clean." That is when she feels my tongue circling her anus, alternating with hard probing into her ass and soft licking/swirling around the sphincter. My tongue moves on to her perineum, licking and kissing the sensitive skin between her ass and pussy. Finally, my tongue and lips begin exploring her pussy. She feels the air move over her as I inhale deeply, savoring her smell. I move, ever so deliberately, up her left labia, kissing it, sucking it deep between my lips, and biting it as I go. I reach the top and she jump as my tongue grazes her clit, and I can almost feel her disappointment as it passes by as I work my way down her right labia in the same fashion. I reach the base of her labia again, and flick my tongue over her perineum, varying the pressure and the frequency. The pleasure, which approaches but doesn't quite reach the level of an orgasm, makes her start to squirm, and she arches her ass further back to press her pussy against my mouth. And I stand up. She almost falls backwards, but at the last moment her grip on the desk steadies her. Her ass is still stinging from the spanking, and she can feel her juices running down the inside of her leg, but there are no other sensations (other than the carpet under her feet, and the desk where she rests her hands. Finally, I say, "I was so looking forward to finger fucking you, Baby. I wanted to feel your climax build around my fingers as they thrust into you, harder and harder, and my tongue danced over your ass and pussy. 'Tis so disappointing." As she processes that, her frustration, and curiosity, build. What could come next, she wonders. Swiftly, the answer presents itself as I grasp her hips and bury my cock inside her. This time she can't contain herself from screaming as I fill her tight pussy. I give her a brief moment to adjust to my girth, then slowly withdraw my cock... before thrusting deep inside her again. This time I give her no time to adjust, as I grab her hips firmly and begin fucking her hard. "Oh God oh God fuck fuck fuck fuck yes yes YES!!" She moans & screams in pleasure, and part of my mind tells me I should punish her for breaking her silence, but the rest of me is enjoying her ecstasy far too much. I feel her pussy tightening around me already, and the way her back arches tells me that she is ready to cum. So I pull out. She continues thrusting her hips, but without my resistance behind her any longer she falls backwards. I had cleared the area earlier, not wanting her to hit her head, but she is confused, stunned and disoriented nonetheless. And her ass stings as the carpet rubs against the still inflamed handprints. "Stand." She remains seated, confused, blind, and struggling to get her bearings. More firmly I repeat, "stand!" She reaches her hand out to steady herself, then gets to her knees. She cries out in pain and shock when I grab her hair to keep her from standing all the way up. As I force her back to her knees, I say, "actually, I like you right here. Open your mouth little girl." Compliantly, she lowers her jaw and parts her lips. She waits for what is to come, then hears me say, somewhat laughingly, "you are a bright girl, Baby. Surely you know you're going to suck my cock, not my finger. Open wider." She opens her jaws as wide as she can, then she feels my hands on either side of her head. As I guide my cock into her mouth she is overwhelmed with sensations. The distinct taste of her pussy blends with the subtle flavor of my pre-cum, her tongue and lips explore the smooth skin of my cock, and her jaws ache as she tries to open them even further, knowing that scraping me with her teeth will not be tolerated. I let her suck and explore my cock at her own pace for a few moments, and she begins to build a rhythm as her mouth moves over the shaft and the head hits the back of her throat. Occasionally I hold her head against me as I drive deep into her mouth, but not quite long enough that she begins to choke and struggle for breath. Just long enough to remind her that she is at my mercy. Then I reach down to her breast and briefly play with her nipple before pinching it. Hard. She starts to scream, but her screams are muffled by my cock. I quickly release her nipple, and instinctively she knows that I will reach for the other one so she tries to twist away. I pull out of her mouth, grasping her under her shoulders and lifting her to her feet. I push her backwards and to the side, almost lifting her off the ground. Part of her mind wonders where I am taking her, but very quickly she gets the answer as I throw her onto the bed. "Move further up," I direct her. She races to comply and scoots further back on the bed until she hears "stop." She feels my weight shift against the bed on her right side, then she feels some sort of fabric wrap around her wrist and hears a metallic snapping sound. Next comes a scraping sound as her arm is pulled up and out, away from her body. And she realizes that she can't move it. She reaches her other arm across to explore what is happening, but I quickly grasp that wrist and slip the restraint over her hand. She hears the snapping sound again, and feels her other arm pulled out in the same position. She feels my weight shift off the bed again. She tries to move her arms, but she knows it is hopeless even as she makes the effort. She is blind and can't move... her desire to surrender control and responsibility has finally, fully, been realized. She expects me to make her wait, allowing her anticipation to build, as that has been my pattern so far. She is shocked, then, when she feels my weight on the bed and my mouth on her right nipple. Her shock deepens as I bite down (not hard, but still painfully) at the same moment I enter her. I relax my mouth fairly quickly, and the pain of the bite (which she realizes was less severe than she expected, and pleasurable in a way she has never known) surrenders to the softness of my mouth and my lips sucking & kissing her breast. My movements inside her get longer and deeper as the moments pass, and instinctively she wraps her legs around my waist and digs her heels into my back. She keeps expecting a pinch, a slap, or a sharp reprimand. She realizes that I have stopped giving her direction, and suddenly she craves my instructions. She wants to please me, but even more she wants to be told how to please me. The urgency of that need leads her to move against me even faster, trying to match my rhythm. But I am altering the depth, the pace and the angle of my cock, frustrating her efforts to find a rhythm with me. I pull almost all the way out and she feels the head of my cock pressuring the front wall of her pussy. I am barely thrusting at all, just moving an inch or so rapidly in and out. It is driving her crazy! I feel her tense, her back arches, and I imagine her eyes rolling back in her head beneath the blindfold as she is engulfed by an intense orgasm. As her pussy continues to spasm around my cock I begin thrusting into her, as hard and as deep as I can. As soon as one orgasm subsides for her another rushes on. She feels my cock thicken inside her, my thrusts becoming somewhat less rhythmic, until with a final thrust my body arches backwards. As she feels me cumming deep inside her, one more orgasm washes over her. After a few moments I recover enough to reach up and release the clasps of the restraints on her outstretched arms. I remove her blindfold. Then I move my arms beneath her shoulders and hold her tight to me, my cock still deep inside her. I kiss her... her lips, her cheeks, her neck, her ears. I ask, almost in a whisper, "are you Daddy's good little girl?" She nods her head vigorously against my shoulder, and whispers back, "yes, Sir." Don't Be Late For School Authors note: just a short story, a bit of fun. ***** The clock/radio alarm jumped into action at six AM, blurting out some Bryan Adams song. Eighteen year old Holly Grainger wearily rolled over and whacked the snooze button. She rolled onto her back and looked up towards the ceiling. Ten minutes later the scene was repeated, only this time a Beyonce song broke the silence. Again Holly hit the snooze button, more gently this time. She lay in bed for a couple more minutes. With a deep sigh, she looked down the bed, her eyes scouring across her naked body. She lifted herself up onto her elbows before sitting on the side of the bed. "Ugh! School," she muttered to herself. Before making the final step of climbing out of bed she looked back towards the naked man, lying fast asleep next to her in her bed. She stood up and walked over to the window, pushing aside the curtain to view the sunlit morning. Again she turned around, and, leaning against the curtain, stared at her lover. A slight smile crossed her lips as she thought back to their night together. She sighed longingly as she remembered the three times they had made love that night. How his cock had thrust into her, how she had sucked it, how he had licked her pussy, how they had cum together. The last thought shook her from her daydreaming. She realized the room would stink of their sex, so she opened the curtains and the window, allowing fresh air and daylight to penetrate the room. Ignoring the possibility of a neighbor seeing her naked through her bedroom window, the eighteen year old stepped across the room to the door. She opened it, as quietly as possible, and peered out into the hallway. She heard her parents talking downstairs in the kitchen so she crept out of her room, shutting the door behind her. She tiptoed down the hall and into the bathroom. Holly stepped into the shower and turned the water on. She picked up the soap and lathered herself up. Her body was covered in the smooth flowery fragrance of the soap as she ran her hands around her body. The water ran across her back and her legs as her hands glided across her stomach and then her chest. She touched her nipples, feeling a pulse of electricity as she thought of his hands and then his tongue on her tits. Finally she touched herself between her legs, guiding the water over her pussy lips. She shivered as the water flowed over her, cleansing her cunt of their combined juices. Then she washed her hair. Holly turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. She dried her hair, and then wrapped a giant towel around her body. She opened the bathroom door, again checking the coast was clear before returning to her bedroom. He was still asleep. She walked across to her dressing table, next to the window. Looking back at the man in her bed, she admired his naked body, lying on her ruffled sheets. His cock was soft now. The skin that covered it was wrinkled, not pulsing with ridges and veins like it had been last night as he fucked her so hard. She stood by her bed and stared at the penis, her hand slipping under the towel to touch her pussy. God she was beginning to feel horny again! Reminding herself of her impending school day she walked over to her dressing table. She shrugged off her towel and stood naked before the mirror. She picked up a pot of moisturizing cream and began to rub some over herself. Her arms, her face, her legs then finally her breasts. She put on some lip gloss, and smoothed out her eye lashes and brows. She stood still and admired her nude body in the mirror. She was pleased with how she looked. Five feet six tall. Slim. Nice little cute butt. Breasts about the size of small apples. A handful. Pert and firm. Certainly she had never had any complaints from the man who still lay sleeping in her bed. She again thought about last night. She knew it was wrong but god she loved it! They hadn't been discovered yet. Yet. They used to be so careful, only doing it when they were alone in the house but these days they were far more bold. He often spent the whole night in her bed. She was sure one day they would be found out but until then she was determined to enjoy herself as much as possible. As she did this the naked twenty seven year old man in her bed woke up. He looked across to the teenage beauty by the window and sighed. Holly sensed his state of life and smiled to herself. "Have you been watching me?" she asked, without looking around at him. "Mmmmm..." "Do you like what you see?" she joked. "Always..." he replied softly. "So I see," she laughed, turning towards him and seeing his cock beginning to stiffen. "Mmmm..Come back to bed baby. Just for a little while," he asked her. "I can't. I've got school." Turning away from him, she rifled through a drawer and picked out a pair of knee high black socks. She put them on. Then she put on a pair of lacy black panties and a short flared black skirt. There was a space of about ten inches between the bottom of her skirt and the top of her socks, revealing her smooth skin. Then she put on a bra, lacy and black, matching her panties. Finally she put on a tight yellow t shirt. Moving back in front of her mirror she began to brush her freshly washed hair. Her dark brown hair tickled her back as it brushed against the space between her shoulder blades. In the bed, twenty seven year old Jack rolled over onto his back, his penis now fully erect. He began gently tugging on his shaft as he watched her dress. "That was really hot," he told Holly. "What was?" "Watching you put that cream on. Then getting dressed. Fucking hot!" he exclaimed. "Yeah but you're a pervert," she retorted, gazing at him stroking himself. "Are they downstairs?" he asked her, ignoring her jibe. She nodded. "Then come back to bed. Please," he begged. "You've just watched me get dressed. And now you want me to take it all off again?" she laughed. "Yep." "You're impossible, you know that don't you?" "That's why you love me," he joked. "That's why I put up with you," she smiled. "Bed?" he asked again. "Can't I just stroke it for you?" she suggested. "Only if you make me cum," he answered. "Men! Never satisfied." Holly padded across the room. She knelt on the end of the bed and shuffled up towards Jack's penis. She bent down but instead of stroking it she surprised him by taking it in her mouth. "Mmmm...feels good..." he moaned. She ignored him, continuing to work his shaft in her mouth, using her tongue and her lips. He placed his hands on the back of her skirt, against her ass cheeks, slowly pushing her skirt upwards. When he had pushed her skirt up over her stomach he tried to pull her panties down. Holly helped him, breaking off from sucking his cock. She stretched her legs out behind her, one at a time, pushing her panties off. She got back up, straddling him, her pussy hovering above his shaft. She lowered herself, using her right hand to guide his cock inside her. They began to rock together as they fucked. Jack pushed her t shirt up and off then unhooked her bra. Finally he peeled her skirt from her body. Having got dressed ready for school, Holly was now naked again, except for a pair of knee high socks. She began to moan so he put his hand over her mouth, so they didn't attract the attention of the two people downstairs. Holly pumped her hips up and down, crashing against his cock as he thrust upwards into her pussy. "Oh god oh yes oh yes oh oh!!" she moaned. "God baby you feel so good oh god I love you!!" he moaned back. "OH OH OH MY GOD OH YES OH THAT FEELS OH OOOHHHH!!" she moaned. "OH HOLLY OH MY GOD OH YES!!" "I'M GONNA CUM OOOHHHH!" "CUM FOR ME BABY CUM OH OH OOHHH!" "OOOHHHHHH!!" Holly came. Then she came again. Finally with a groan he came too, sending his seed deep inside her. She collapsed down onto his chest and lay there for a few minutes. His cock, still in her pussy, began to deflate. "Happy now?" she asked, playfully flicking his chest. "You?" "Mmmm...maybe...you made me cum you pig!" she laughed. "I didn't hear you complaining at the time." "Well I'm complaining now." "Why don't you stay off school today? I've got the day off," he suggested to her. "I can't. I've got exams coming up." "It's just one day. You did last week, We can spend the whole day together," he said. "Mmmm it's tempting but I'd better..." She lifted her chest off his, exposing her breasts. He leaned forward to kiss one of her nipples. "Mmmm..." she mumbled. "I can play with these all day," he joked. "You only want me for the sex," she teased him. "Yes." "You weren't supposed to agree with me!" she shouted, slapping him. "Well do you blame me? You're so hot! I'm such a lucky guy, having such a hot babe for a sister," he laughed. "And I'm so unlucky. Having such a pervert for a big brother!" At that moment a voice boomed from the bottom of the stairs. "Holly!! Hurry up! You don't want to be late for school," shouted their father. "Coming dad!" she replied. She looked down at her brother and smiled. "Or should that be 'I've just cum, dad'?" she joked. "And can you go into your brother's room and see if he's awake yet!?" her father continued. "Ok dad!" Holly looked back down at her brother, his fingers still toying with her nipple. "Well...are you awake?" she asked him, raising her hips to separate herself from his cock, which flopped out of her cunt. "Wide awake," he laughed. She turned to climb off the bed. Her brother playfully smacked her bare ass. "Now run along to school little girl!" he laughed. ***** NOTE; in loving memory of MTC, my friend.