She eagerly obeyed and practically purred as he ran his fingers along her sex, spreading her labia open. Jane knew she was wet and not because of the water still sluicing over them. It seemed that just a look, a touch, a mere suggestion of what he’d do to her had her body instantly responding, readying itself for his possession. Still, when he replaced his fingers with his cock, she couldn’t contain a loud cry as he filled her.
“You-you don’t fit!” she said as her pussy stretched.
“Oh, believe me, I’ll fit,” he countered, his hands around her waist pulling her back against him. “Every single inch of my cock will be buried inside your tight little pussy.”
She was taught once again that doubting him only proved her wrong as inch by inch he sank into her. It was unlike anything she’d ever felt before. Every movement awakened nerve endings and set her body on fire. “Yes,” she moaned, pushing her hips up, offering him whatever he wanted. “Oh… oh, God, yes.”
Once he was balls deep, he stilled, leaning over to kiss the nape of her neck. When his teeth took a nip, she yelped and her pussy clenched. “That’s it, baby, hug my cock. I want to feel your sweet pussy squeezing it as I fuck you.”
And fuck her he did. He retreated and advanced slowly a few times, allowing her body to become accustomed to the invasion but soon he was pounding into her. He held her steady as he claimed her, each stroke having her give a cry, a gasp, a moan. His fingers fisted in her hair, pulling her head back, his mouth finding hers as he pumped in and out of her. He swallowed her cries, accepted her pleas for what she didn’t know but he seemed to understand.
“That’s it, Janie, come for me,” he demanded, moving to nip her earlobe, her neck, her shoulder. She was attempting to remind him that she couldn’t come from penetration alone when she realized that her body was coiling as he drove her to the precipice, and when he pushed deep, she learned that all it took to come was the right man. Her scream reverberated around the tiles followed by his bellow as his cock jerked again and again, filling her with his seed. The only thing that kept her from sliding to the floor was his arm around her waist… well, that and the fact that he’d yet removed his cock from her.
A slap to her ass had her yelping, her head turning back. “What was that for!”
“Some little girl lied on her questionnaire,” he teased, still stroking inside her though she could tell he was slowly softening.
“You can’t spank me for that, Daddy. I honestly didn’t believe I could come that way.” He grinned and she could only giggle, not the least bit sorry to learn she’d been wrong. It took another quick wash before he turned off the water and wrapped her in a huge bath towel. She sat on another counter as he combed her hair and blew it dry. Every minute was enjoyable, from the warm air wafting around her to the fact that he’d not bothered with his own towel. The view was even more outstanding than the one outside the window.
Lifting her from the counter, he tugged the towel away. “All right, little one. Go bend over the bed for Daddy,” he instructed with a pat to her bottom. “We’ll get you plugged and then go look for some of those cute panties.”
Blushing, unsure if it was with embarrassment or trepidation, she padded into the adjoining master bedroom and to the bed. Reaching it, she realized it was quite tall. Obeying him wouldn’t require kneeling. Instead, she lay her torso down on the thick duvet, watching him as he walked to a dresser and opened a drawer. Her throat tightened at seeing the object he removed, his fingers running over it as his other hand reached back into the drawer to remove a bottle.
“Reach back and pull your cheeks apart.”
She held her breath as her hands moved to do as he’d instructed. Gripping her buttocks, she pulled them apart as she buried her burning face into the duvet.
“Wider, baby girl. Daddy needs to see your little pucker in order to fill it.”
Oh, God! His words had her body clenching, and she knew that he’d see that she was becoming slick… again. Pulling her cheeks apart, she also knew that he’d see the most intimate part of her wantonly displayed. She heard the sound of a flip-top being clicked open and then gave a startled cry as a stream of cold lubricant hit the cleft of her bottom.
“Easy,” he said softly, his finger moving to spread the oil around her opening. “I’m going to push my finger inside to lube you. No, don’t clench, baby. Relax and push back. You know you can do this. Let Daddy in.”
It took all she had to obey, her arms trembling as she forced herself not to let go, to keep herself open. A moan filled the duvet as he slid a finger into her, her body jerking a bit at the invasion. He didn’t scold her for the movement. Instead, he continued to slowly fill her bottom and then to rotate his finger, spreading the lubricant deep inside her bottom, coating the walls of her passage.
“That’s my good girl,” he praised, steady strokes in and out of her anus coaxing it to relax, to prepare itself for something larger. “Remember how Dr. Harper said that you’d need a bit of training before I fuck your ass?”
Yes, she remembered quite vividly and now that she knew the size of his cock, had felt it filling her mouth and pussy, she simply couldn’t imagine it ever fitting into the small opening of her bottom. She didn’t answer, but nodded, her face still hidden by the bedcovering.
“Well, this is only a small plug, but we’ll increase in size until you’re more comfortable.”
“What… what if I’m never comfortable?” she managed to ask, turning her head to the side. “Does that mean you’d never… you know, do it there?”
“Fuck your ass?” he clarified, his finger sliding out only to be replaced by something that stretched her further. She knew it wasn’t the plug as she could still see it in his other hand. As she groaned, she realized he had added a finger, two now demanding entrance.
“Ye-yes.”
“No, it just means that I will take the time to allow your ass to learn how to open. I will be fucking your bottom, Janie. Both for punishment when you’ve been exceptionally naughty and for pleasure.”
Hoping he wasn’t expecting a response as she had absolutely no idea what to say, she simply turned her head again. Burying her face might not keep the color from rising to heat her skin, but it kept him from seeing how embarrassed she was that the very thought of having him push his cock up her ass, whether she liked it or not, had her insides tingling. Too late, she realized that he didn’t need to look at her face. All he had to do was drop his eyes to look between her legs and see that she was growing wetter by the minute.
“Okay, little one. I think you’re ready for your first plug.” His fingers slipped out and after adding another dribble of lubricant, she felt the tip of the plug he’d chosen at her entrance. “Deep breath and then let it out slowly and push back.”
Sucking in a great lungful of air, she began to release it, pushing against the plug, not to keep it out, but to open herself to its invasion. Still, she couldn’t help but yelp as the tip began its progress into her. It wasn’t as warm or flexible as his fingers had been. “Daddy!”
“Easy, Janie. You’re doing great. Just relax.”
“It’s too big! Stop!”
“No, it’s not. Stop resisting and let me in.”
“I-I can’t!”
A swat against her right buttock had her squeal again, and she learned that she could. It wasn’t easy, but with her daddy, easy wasn’t required. All that was necessary was the desire to fill her and inch by inch he did so. After a final push, he gave the plug a twist, as if assuring it could go no further. “Good girl. Nice and snug. Keep yourself open so I can wipe off the extra lube.”
It took only a moment or two before he gave her a much gentler pat. “All right, up you go.”
He helped her to stand and she immediately flung herself against his chest. His arms wrapped around her and his lips dropped to kiss the top of her head, something she had quickly come to love.
“You are fine, baby girl. I bet that you’ll totally forget you’re even holding a plug before you know it.”
She huffed against his skin. “I highly doubt that, Daddy. It feels like I’m skewered on a telephone pole!”
He laughed and after giving her another hug, set her back a bit. “Babe, I promise, that was a little plug. Now, let’s get you dressed before I decide to demonstrate the difference.”
Her eyes dropped to his cock. Even at half-mast it was much larger than the plug he’d inserted. She didn’t offer a single objection as he held out her panties, holding them until she’d stepped into them. Pulling them up, he patted her now panty-clad bottom, but didn’t say a word. He didn’t have to. She was positive she’d not be able to think of anything other than the plug, no matter what he’d said.
Once they were both dressed, he took her hand and led her toward the door. With a chuckle, he paused. “You can walk normally, Janie. It’s not going to fall out.”
Blushing furiously, realizing she’d been walking stiffly, clenching her bottom despite the fact that it only made the ache stronger, she forced herself to take a deep breath and nod. Besides, if she walked like she had been doing, every person who saw her would know that her daddy had plugged her bottom. That thought alone guaranteed she needed no blush of cosmetics as her face was quite pink already.