Several years ago I was in a relationship with an interesting Daddy/young woman power dynamic. She was fifteen years younger, 5' 5", nice curves, pale skin, blonde hair, blue eyes, and very kissable full lips.
Yes, it was all consensual, safe, and sane.
“You can’t do that Daddy.”
“Why not?” I asked.
“Because it’s against the rules,” she answered.
“Really? I don’t remember making that rule.”
“No, silly, I made that rule.” She rolled over, straddled me. "I’m the boss, and I make the rules
“Uh-huh… When did you get to start making the rules?” I was started to get annoyed.
That’s when she scrunched her pretty face up and stuck her tongue out. My hand went to her hair, pulling her off the bed.
“That’s it, if you want to make a nasty face, young lady, then you can make it in the mirror and enjoy it yourself,” I said as I hauled her into a different room, one with a mirror I could put her in front of. Then I stripped her down to her tank and knee socks. One hand held her hair, the other shoved fingers into her mouth.
“Lick them. Get them wet. The wetter they are, the easier they’ll slide into you.” Her tongue ran over them, lips worked up and down, and she looked me in the eye with that “thank you for treating me this way” look.
I bent her over the couch, making sure her face was to the mirror, and pushed the fingers in. She was already wet enough, but I enjoy fingering her. A moment later, I pushed my cock into her pussy.
She groaned and sighed, called me a jerk.
“Say that again and see what happens.”
She met my eyes in the reflection. “Daddy’s. A. Jerk.”
I pulled out. A hand in her hair yanked her of the couch and directed her to kneel. With my cock in her face, she obediently started to lick, even scooping up the glob of wetness at the base, slipping it into her mouth.
“You don’t get it in your pussy till you take the whole thing.” She pouted, then started to push herself down. After a few seconds, her nose touched my stomach.
She sat back, grinned a smug little grin. “Ok, you can put it back in.”
I played dumb. “Put what back in?”
“You can put this,” her tongue reached out and touched the tip of my cock, “back in.”
“What? I can put your tongue back in? That doesn’t make any sense.”
“No, silly, your cock.”
“Oh, my cock? Put it in where?”
She shyly looked down, stroked her pussy and murmured “here.”
“Use your big girl words.”
Babydoll glanced up to see I was serious, looked away and whispered, “please… please put your cock in my … pu.. pussy.”
“Turn around, show me that ass.”
She spun around on her knees and put her ass up in the air. Sliding in was easy. After a few strokes, I noticed she was fucking back, so I stopped to let her do the work.
Watching her fuck herself on me, I started talking, “that’s a good little slut… Fuck yourself on my cock… That’s it baby…”
“I need to cum, Daddy,” she said and reached between her legs to rub her clit.
I grab her arm and move it away. “No.”
“PLEASE, I neeeeed to,” and she tried again to rub herself.
I force her hand out of the way, “No, little sluts only cum on cocks, not by rubbing themselves.”
“You’re a meanie, Daddy.”
Something about that set me off. She’d been pushing buttons all night long, and that was the last one. My fingers laced themselves in her hair, a firm grip, and I pulled her head back to me. It forced her to bend back to me and my cock all the way into her.
“I am not your Daddy. I am the mean son of a bitch using your cunt. Now be quiet like a good slut.” I pushed her back to the couch and grabbed her hips, started fucking her again.
“That’s it… Good little slut… Letting a man use her… What a tight hole…”
“i’m just a little toy… for men to cum in?”
I pulled harder on the handful of hair.
“Yeah… just a toy…” I could feel my orgasm building.
“please… please may i?”
I pulled hard on her hair, arching her back, knowing it can push her over the edge.
“Not yet. I want to be closer.”
“oh, god… i can’t….”
I slapped her ass. The sound of it filled the room.
“You’ll wait till I say.”
Another hard slap to the other cheek. A white print was left.
“Now,” as I delivered another harder smack, and another, on top of the previous two. I felt her start to cum on me. At the same time I noticed a blood red line where I hit her. Whoever the mean son of bitch was evaporated. I pulled Babydoll back, wrapping a hand around her waist, hugging her to me and kissing her cheek.
We stayed still for a moment. Then I helped her up. On the way back to bed, she looked at her ass in the mirror, saw the thin, inch long line where I broke her a little. Back in bed, we cuddled and kissed, high-fived over the raised lines my fingers left, and I crossed my fingers for bruises.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3vfyk6/mean_son_of_a_bitch_rough
Mmm. More please.
We had a few more adventures, so I will certainly try to get them written up.