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Ray laid awake in bed that night–his wife sleeping like the dead next to him. He was thinking about the afternoon. About spanking Olivia. About her pussy dripping into his lap. Then, her sucking him off, finishing him just in time, and with a smile. He felt that familiar rush of blood and decided to get up.
He was shirtless, wearing a pair of flannel pajama pants and no boxers. He walked down the hallway and noticed Olivia’s door slightly ajar. He peeked his head inside. Olivia was buried somewhere beneath her plush, pink comforter, but he saw the telltale blue glow of a cell phone screen.
Ray slowly approached Olivia’s bed, his footsteps dampened by the soft carpet. “Olivia…” he whispered, “what are you watching?” She turned her head–the only thing peeking out from the comforter–rapidly towards Ray in surprise.
“Daddy! You scared me.”
Ray smiled, standing over her, bare-chested–his well-developed pectorals covered in a thin mane of dark hair. “Sorry, princess. I couldn’t sleep and noticed you were awake when I was walking by.” Olivia glanced down, she could see his erection showing noticeably against his flannel pants. He caught her looking and smirked, then he gestured towards her phone, “Can I see?”
“Ummmm…”
Ray reached over Olivia slowly, and grabbed her phone. When he rotated it towards him he saw a video still playing–a woman being spanked, over the knee, by a man in a suit. Perhaps she was his “secretary”? Ray smiled again. “Found a new kink?”
“Uh, well, god, I can’t believe we’re talking about this. But, come on, you felt how wet I was.”
“Are you wet right now?”
“Er…”
“I wanted to repay the favor from earlier.” As Ray spoke, he lifted the pink comforter, starting with the corner near Olivia’s feet. Looking under it, he found her small cotton shorts pushed down to her ankles, no panties, and her t-shirt pushed up just under her small breasts.
“Looks rather inviting, may I?” Ray asked delicately.
Olivia blushed, “Yes Daddy, please.”
Ray crawled under the comforter, letting it fall over his head as he made his way towards Olivia’s thighs. He ran his large, rough hands along her legs. They were tanned a light caramel from all the time she’d spent laying out at the pool this summer. He pushed further along the bed, grazing his lips along Olivia’s thighs. She shuddered slightly, from either embarrassment or sensitivity.
“Now, princess, you’ve got to spread your legs for me.” Ray’s words were muffled beneath the thick comforter. But Olivia did as requested, making room for his large frame as he slowly worked his way from her thigh to her labia. He started very gently, slowly kissing along the edges of her lips, moving clockwise until he reached her clit. With two fingers, he spread her pussy, exposing the little knot of pleasure. He licked it firmly, dragging his tongue at an excruciatingly slow pace.
Olivia moaned and reflexively squeezed her legs together, pushing her thighs against Ray’s ears. As he continued, Ray ran a finger along her opening, feeling as she grew wetter. He slowly increased his speed, licking just as firmly, but ending with a rapid flick. Then he began alternating between licking and sucking her clit, responding to Olivia’s moans, letting them direct him.
Olivia was thinking how different he was from the boys she’d fucked at school. They treated her clit (when they knew it existed) like a doorbell, as though it were a “push to cum” button. Their disappointment and insecurity were evident when her body didn’t ripple in a soul-shattering orgasm after thirty seconds. But, Ray seemed to know what he was doing and seemed to genuinely enjoy it.
Now, Ray pushed his finger inside her. Her pussy was wet but tight–a tough fit for his thick index finger. As he continued alternating between licking and sucking her clit, he ran his finger along the ceiling of her pussy, beckoning her to come closer to him. Olivia lowered her hands, running them both through his long, wavy hair. She squeezed and pulled gently when he hit the right spot.
There was a rustling noise outside the bedroom door. Ray opened his eyes and reached his hand upwards, covering Olivia’s mouth with his palm. She could smell herself on him. She could feel her wetness against her cheek, where his index finger lay. It was just Clementine, their basset hound. She was snuffling around, seeing where everyone was.
Olivia and Ray both chuckled quietly. He removed his hand, wrapping it around her thigh now, and he plunged back between her legs. He was running his tongue along the full length of her pussy now, ending by sucking on her clit for a few moments. Then, another long delicate lick. Olivia was moaning more noticeably now and running her hands through Ray’s hair.
“Mmmm, Daddy…” she whispered. She said it slowly, several times.
As Ray felt Olivia’s breathing grow heavier, he began to focus solely on her clit. He took it in his mouth, rolled his tongue around it and then sucked gently. He reached one hand under Olivia’s body to grab her full, round ass. With his other hand, he slipped a finger inside her again–it was easier this time, she was soaking. So, he decided to push further, adding his middle finger. He moved them in unison, searching for her g-spot.
Olivia thrust her hips towards Ray, arching her back off the bed. Ray used the opportunity to grip her ass harder, enjoying the way it felt as it flexed in his palm.
“Daddy, Daddy, Daddy…” Olivia muttered breathlessly. “Daddy, I’m so close, please don’t stop.” As she was nearing climax, Ray thought he heard a noise in his room, like the sound of a phone placed on his nightstand. His wife?
“Wait, just a second, princess.” Ray poked his head out of the comforter and placed his palm over Olivia’s dripping pussy.
“No Daddy, fuck, I can’t wait.”
“Hold onto it. Just wait. You can’t cum yet.” Ray spoke firmly, seriously. Olivia looked at him, her hazel eyes pleading with him to keep going.
“Fuck, Daddy, telling me ‘no’ is making it worse. I’m so close now.”
Ray waited another moment. Then, satisfied that his wife was still asleep, he plunged back beneath the covers. He grabbed Olivia’s ass forcefully with both hands and dragged her pussy to his mouth. Now, he was sucking her clit hard, rolling it between his lips, twirling his tongue around it. Olivia arched her back again, flexing her ass between his hands. He responded by squeezing her tighter, feeling her sweet, soft skin, still slightly sore from her spanking earlier.
It was the slight, stinging pain that sent Olivia over the edge, the reminder of her “punishment.” She jerked her hips, grinding her pussy against Ray’s tongue. He tasted her fully as she came, licking aggressively along her labia before landing on her clit again. She shuddered several times and then tried to push Ray away, her clit was throbbing, it was so unbearably sensitive. But he held her in place, his rough hands squeezing her ass as he pushed her tongue inside her now, tasting her pussy in earnest.
Finally, he rose from under the comforter. Olivia was still shivering slightly. “Fuck, Daddy, fuck. I came so hard.”
Ray smiled, “My cock is throbbing again, princess. Don’t you want to be Daddy’s little slut and take care of it?”
“Yes, Daddy, yes please.” Olivia reached inside Ray’s pants and found his cock. It was fully-erect, pointing towards her. She pushed Ray’s pants down and wrapped her small hand around his cock. She paused for a moment, nervously, then asked, “Daddy, don’t you want to fuck your little slut?” She felt Ray’s cock twitch in her hand as she asked.
“I do, princess. So badly. But not tonight. When your mom is gone.”
Olivia gave him a devious smile, “Yes, Daddy.”
“I want you to get my good and wet okay? Soak me with your spit. Be sloppy.”
Olivia answered by diving onto Ray’s cock, plunging his swollen member down her throat. Up and down, she sucked, running her tongue along every inch, every vein pumping blood into his thick cock.
“Okay, that’s good,” Ray said as he gently pushed Olivia back. She looked up at him in surprise. “I’m going to jerk off onto you, princess. Pull up your shirt.”
Olivia did as she was told, lifting her small t-shirt up to reveal her perky tits. Her nipples were noticeably hard. She rolled her shirt just above her tits, letting it hold them in place.
“That’s good, princess. Now, open your mouth, and rub your nipples for me.”
Olivia obliged. She opened her mouth wide and stuck her tongue out all the way–begging Ray to spray his load inside her welcoming throat. She rubbed her nipples with both hands, rolling her thumb and index finger around them as she moaned. “Cum on me Daddy, please.”
Ray stroked his cock, using Olivia’s plentiful spit as lube. “There we go babygirl, keep going.” He towered over her, his massive cock held just inches from her tongue. She wanted to suck it, kiss it, feel it twitch inside her mouth again. The denial was making her wetter.
“Here it comes babygirl, all for you.” Ray thrust his hips towards Olivia as he came. The first rope of cum landed in her hair, the second ran horizontally across her cheek. He pushed himself back for the third, spraying it between her perky tits. And then, one last, thick rope that landed on her rolled up shirt and neck.
After he finished, Olivia grabbed Ray’s ass and plunged his cock down her throat. She sucked him clean, from balls to tip.
Then, Olivia looked up at Ray and said cutely, “Daddy, you made me such a messy slut.”
“That’s what you are, princess, my messy little cumslut. Don’t clean up. I want you to sleep like that, with my cum drying on your face and shirt. I should still be able to smell it in the morning.”
Olivia nodded proudly, “Yes, Daddy.”
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