11. Taylor
Chapter 11
Taylor
‘I think tonight might be the night ,’ I say to Nicky as we walk down the street toward the park. ‘You know… with me and Harrison.’
‘ Oooh , I’m so excited for you!’ Nicky says, clapping his hands with glee as the pair of us cross the road and enter the park through the cast iron gates. ‘I really think this is the right time too. I mean, you’ve done pretty much everything else, right?’
The pair of us giggle as two stuck-up ladies walk past us and tut disapprovingly, presumably having heard a little more of our conversation that they would have wanted to.
‘Yeah, you can say that again,’ I say, sitting down on the freshly cut grass and taking my sandwich out of my backpack. ‘And we’ve talked all about protection, sexual health, and how we’re definitely in a monogamous situation right now.’
Nicky nods approvingly.
‘That’s good,’ Nicky says. ‘I think you’ve found a great Daddy.’
‘I think I have too,’ I say, smiling and taking a big bite out of my falafel, hummus, and cucumber sandwich. ‘ Mmmm , this is so good.’
‘So what time are you going over to Harrison’s house?’ Nicky says. ‘I’ve heard he lives in a super-impressive place over in Los Torros Hills.’
‘Yeah, I think he does,’ I say. ‘I mean, I haven’t actually been there yet. But from what Harrison has described, it sounds incredible.’
‘So exciting!’ Nicky says, digging into his backpack and taking out his oat cookies and fruit. ‘Will you message me later and say how everything is? I know you’re safe with Harrison, but I’d still like to know that all is good.’
‘Yeah, that’s a good idea,’ I reply, feeling so happy that I’ve got a friend like Nicky who is quite clearly there for me in all of the best ways.
As we continue to talk and eat our snacks, I can’t help but feel my mind occasionally wandering to exactly how tonight will go down.
The truth is that my only experience of sex is in a more dominant role, and even though me and Harrison have done plenty of things together over the last week or so, there’s one big step we haven’t taken…
‘Is there anything I should know?’ I say, finally breaking and opening up about my fear to Nicky. ‘I mean… when he… you know… puts it in me?’
Nicky giggles, but quickly sees that I’m asking earnestly.
‘Hey, well, first off you don’t need to worry,’ Nicky says. ‘You’ve got an experienced, caring Daddy who will know what to do to guide you through. All I’ll say is, don’t save on the lube. Let your Daddy make you as slippery and warmed up down there as possible. Trust me, you’ll thank me later.’
I feel my cheeks flushing bright red.
And equally, I’m glad that Nicky is being so open with me.
‘It might feel uncomfortable at first,’ Nicky says, reaching out and putting is delicate hand on my big, construction site paw. ‘But once you get going, it’ll be the best feeling ever .’
‘Thanks, you’re a real friend,’ I say.
‘And you are to me too,’ Nicky replies, raising his juice box to toast. ‘And here’s to this evening! To big hard dicks and well-oiled booties!’
‘To big hard dicks and well-oiled booties!’ I cry out, nearly falling over with laughter as the very same two snooty women walk past us again, this time with looks of total horror on their faces!
Suddenly, all my fears and feelings of apprehension are gone.
I can only hope I feel the same later on at Harrison’s mansion in Los Torros Hills…
* * *
If I was worried about finding my way up to Harrison’s house in the hills, I really didn’t need to be.
Shortly before I was due to leave my place, Harrison sent me a message to say that I should look outside my bedroom window – and to my great surprise I saw a blacked out SUV waiting for me.
Harrison was finishing off a video call business meeting, so had sent a driver round to pick me up. Honestly, I was a bit relived. My car has been a loyal servant to me, but has definitely seen better days. The prospect of driving up through the winding roads of the Los Torros Hills was something that I wasn’t particularly looking forward to.
So after a comfortable ride through town and then up through the lush, secluded hills, we pulled up next to Harrison’s house. And that’s where I find myself now, walking up the driveway and approaching what I can only describe as looking like a film star’s Hollywood home…
‘Wow, this is even better than Harrison described,’ I say to myself, taking in the ornate tropical gardens as I walk up to the equally impressive and elegant house.
‘Come right up!’ Harrison calls out from the large first floor balcony at the center of the house. ‘We’ve got beer, juice, and enough snacks to feed the whole Torros Tornados soccer team.’
I giggle and walk through the large double-width oak doors.
‘It just gets better,’ I say, slightly in awe of the marble flooring, super-stylish artwork, and vast open plan living space that is encompassing me right now.
But as nice as the house looks, what I’m not prepared for is the sight of Harrison standing at the top of the large, winding staircase. Harrison just looks incredible. Wearing his usual tailored suit trousers and a crisp, white shirt, Harrison looks every inch the kind of Daddy who I want a future with.
But it’s not purely a physical thing either – even if the finely tailored clothes do highlight just how impressive Harrison’s physique is.
Harrison exudes an air of sophistication and charisma that I instantly feel totally wrapped up in. Being around Harrison feels good . Harrison has a confidence that is in part natural, but also comes from years of working hard and becoming a successful person.
Harrison may enjoy the rewards of his property developments, but the fact that he puts so much back into the Los Torros community makes me find him even hotter.
‘What are you waiting for, boy?’ Harrison calls down, breaking me out of my thoughts and back into reality. ‘Come up, we’ll catch a sunset together on the balcony.’
I skip up the stairs and put my hand in Harrison’s as he walks me out onto the balcony.
‘You’ve got a really nice house,’ I say, feeling a little bit foolish for being so corny. ‘It’s much nicer than my place.’
‘It’s different, sure it’s bigger, but it’s not nicer,’ Harrison replies. ‘I love your place!’
I smile and feel grateful to Harrison for yet again showing me how considerate and well-rounded he is. There’s no changing the fact that he has a lot more money than me, but at no point have I felt like Harrison gives a crap about that.
‘Now, what will it be?’ Harrison says, leading me over to an antique drinks cabinet on wheels. ‘We’ve got some chilled beers, juice boxes, and some sparkling water too.’
‘I think a beer would be nice,’ I say.
‘Okay, two beers it is,’ Harrison replies, cracking a beer open and handing it to me. ‘We can just drink straight from the bottle. This might be a fancy house in the hills, but I can get down and dirty like it’s a dive bar too.’
‘ Hehe ,’ I giggle, Harrison putting me at ease with his corny Daddy humor.
As I sip on the beer and look out onto the incredible view of Los Torros down in the distance, I feel happy to be in Harrison’s company.
‘Looks great, doesn’t it?’ Harrison says, standing next to me and putting his arm around my waist. ‘All of the lights. The life, the people, the town. It feels good to know that I’ve played a part in helping Los Torros. And you should feel the same too, working with your new crew.’
‘I do,’ I reply. ‘That’s what I’ve always loved about my job. I know that once a building is finished, someone will get to live or work or play there. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy. I know that’s corny, but-’
‘It’s not corny at all,’ Harrison says, cutting me off. ‘You should always be proud of what you do. And you should always remember that you make a difference to people’s lives. Without people like you, I don’t get to do what I do.’
‘So we’re like a team?’ I say, turning to face Harrison and feeling like the chemistry between us is heating up already.
‘Yeah,’ Harrison replies.
‘And you’re in charge?’ I say, my dick hardening and pressing up against Harrison’s trousers. ‘And I have to do anything you say?’
‘Right again,’ Harrison growls, his hands now moving down over my ass and squeezing my cheeks. ‘You’re my boy, and I think it’s time that I showed you exactly what I’m capable of.’
With that, I gasp as Harrison dips down, picks me up by my knees, and puts me over his shoulder.
‘Daddy!’ I squeal, my cock grinding into Harrison’s chest. ‘Can you carry a big boy like me?’
‘It certainly looks like I can, doesn’t it?’ Harrison roars. ‘But let’s see how your butt likes the cool evening breeze.’
Harrison yanks my fawn-colored shorts down and playfully spanks my brief-covered ass.
‘These need to come down too,’ Harrison growls, pulling my briefs down over my thighs and then spanking me with his free hand as I remain on his shoulder. ‘Big boys with big booties need to know their place!’
I squeal in pleasure and pain and Harrison unleashes a rapid-fire six spanks, three on each cheek.
‘I’m hungry,’ Harrison growls, putting me down and resting my body on the huge outdoor couch. ‘Turn over and get the ass in the air for me. I want it pointed right at the moon.’
I quickly wriggle out of my shorts and briefs and do precisely what Harrison demands. With my ass fully on display and my back arched, I bury my face into the super-luxurious cushion and let out a long moan of pleasure as I feel Harrison’s tongue work its way up from my balls to my ass.
‘You like that?’ Harrison says, a commanding, devilishly horny tone to his voice. ‘Then ask me for more.’
‘Y-y-yes, Daddy,’ I say, my voice still muffled by the cushion. ‘Please, can I have more?’
‘More what ?’ Harrison says, bringing his hand down onto my ass cheeks, one at a time.
‘More pleasure,’ I say, breathless.
‘Be specific,’ Harrison barks, again giving me a rapid fire double-spank.
‘Eat my ass, pleasure me booty, devour my cake!’ I say, the adrenalin coursing over me as I feel a heightened mix of giddy excitement, shyness, and total horniness.
‘Perfect,’ Harrison says.
With that, Harrison continues to work his tongue over my ass hole, his hands reaching underneath and pulling and squeezing rhythmically on my cock.
‘If you suddenly feel like you’re getting close, you must tell me,’ Harrison says, briefly breaking off from his tongue-work and instead kissing me all over my ass cheeks and upper thighs.
‘Yes, Daddy,’ I say, thrusting my ass backward in an attempt to get Harrison’s tongue again.
‘Now how about this,’ Harrison says, gently working two lubricated fingers over my tight hole.
I turn my head around and see the big tube of lube next to the couch. The feeling of Harrison gently working his fingers inside me is something else.
I can feel my ass slowly but surely accommodating the two fingers. It feels good, and I try my best to relax and make it even more pleasurable.
‘You think you can take more?’ Harrison says. ‘Remember, you can always use your safeword now too. I want to dominate you and make you mine. But your safety is always my number one priority.’
‘I know, thank you,’ I say, my breathing heavy. ‘I want you to do whatever you want to me. I think I can take whatever you give me…’
‘Well don’t worry, I’ve got plenty to give,’ Harrison says, a hint of mischief in his voice. ‘Now hold that butt in place, I’ll be back very soon...’