Chapter 7
7
Ainsley
O h my god, is this really happening? Am I a siren, calling to Karl as I wash my hair? Of course, I don’t need his help exactly. Yes, my tresses are long but they’re manageable, and I’m able to shampoo them myself.
But I want this man because he’s so handsome and powerful, and I love seeing how he’s been reduced to mush by my curvy body and teasing ways. Okay, Karl isn’t mush. The opposite. This man is hard and massive, and a small gasp escapes my lips as he approaches because his cock is leaking pre-come. It stands straight up now, flat against his abdomen, the tip pressing against his stomach. It glistens at the top, and as I watch, a bead of pearly cum forms before sliding down to coat his length.
“Oh my god,” I breathe, my heart rate accelerating as moisture pools between my legs.
His expression grows dark as his gaze holds mine.
“You’ll be praying for more than salvation by the time I’m through with you, Ainsley,” he rasps, taking a seat by the massive tub. Then, those big hands are on my scalp, massaging my red tresses. “Let me,” he growls.
I’m so aroused that my nipples are diamond hard, visible beneath the surface of the water. The pillows of my breasts bobble a bit, and another warm gush of liquid pools between my thighs. What is the alpha male doing to me with just his fingers on my scalp? Yet his touch is so gentle and soothing that I let out a breathy moan.
“Mmm,” I murmur, my lashes falling shut as my head tilts back so that it’s supported on the ivory porcelain. “That feels incredible.”
There’s no reply from Karl, but my every cell is attuned to him. His masculine presence dominates the room, invading my senses, and the musky scent of an aroused alpha male fills my nose. It’s a mixture of pine, cedar, woodiness, and just plain male musk. It intoxicates me, and I moan again as he lifts a small jug to let warm water trail through my hair.
“What next, sweetheart?” he rasps. I turn a bit to smile at him over my shoulder, and the heat in those blue eyes stun me.
“Just a bit of conditioner,” I manage, reaching for a second bottle. “Massage it through my tresses, please. Thank you, Daddy.”
The word “Daddy” makes him jolt, but he doesn’t say anything. Instead, he takes the bottle and squirts some in his hand before continuing that delicious massage of my scalp.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers behind me, his voice reverential. “Built like a woman.”
“You like my curves?” I ask with a giggle, rousing from my half-dazed state for a moment.
“You know I love them,” he replies in an almost pained tone. “You were built for sex, baby. You were built to make a man happy.”
His words should be offensive but instead, they make me go loose and warm inside.
“Mmm, am I?” I say in a coy tone. “Why, what’s next on the menu, Daddy?”
My growly bodyguard merely pours water through my strands, rinsing the conditioner out, before shifting to sit at the halfway point of the tub, near my waist.
“One foot on each side,” he growls, those blue eyes aglow with hunger. By now, I can see that his sweatpants are gone, and he’s completely naked. My mouth goes dry as my heart-rate accelerates because this man is gorgeous. Huge. Aroused . His pole is at least ten inches long, and as thick as a soda can at the base. Glorious veins snake along the sides, and my pupils dilate because I want to taste it. I want to trace those veins with my tongue before pressing my lips to his tip and sucking the come out.
But Karl is on a mission, and his rough voice penetrates my haze.
“One foot on each edge of the bathtub, sweetheart. Do it. I won’t ask twice.”
I stare at him, cheeks flushed, because it means that I’ll be spread-eagle before him. Of course, he can already see my lush curves through the rippling water, but with my legs open and elevated, he’ll see everything . The rosiness of my twat. The hard nub of my clit. OMG, maybe even the brown button of my asshole!
But before I realize what I’m doing, my legs lift from the water, rivulets sluicing off my ivory flesh. Then, I position each ankle on opposite edges of the tub before cupping my big breasts in offering to Karl.
“Is this what you want, Daddy?” I mewl helplessly. “Like this?”
He doesn’t reply for a moment, his eyes glued to my ivory tits before trailing down my narrow waist, down to my soft pink pussy. His gaze is searing, and my nipples harden in response as I mewl again, helpless yet enticing.
“Yes, baby girl,” he rasps. “Daddy’s going to shampoo you down there now. We want to get you clean all over.”
I gasp because oh my god, is he serious? Karl just washed the hair on my head, but now he wants to wash the hair on my pussy ? OMG, OMG! But the alpha male’s already reaching for the shampoo, squirting a tiny dollop in his palm before looking at me with hunger in those glowing blue eyes.
“Ready, sweetheart?”
I answer before I realize what I’m doing. My legs part a tiny fraction wider in invitation, and I nod, my eyes glued to his, the heat between us palpable.
“I’m ready whenever you are, Daddy,” I whisper. “Please, get me clean.”
With a low growl, Karl dips those big fingers into the water and gently caresses a silky thigh before trailing up to cup my vag lips. He traces one digit along the seam in between them and I cry out, my head tilting back because it already feels so good.
“Oh Daddy!” I moan. “Mmmm, that feels amazing.”
“I know, baby,” he rasps. “And you’re so responsive, too. It’s because you’re a dirty girl, aren’t you? This swollen cunt needs the hard, filthy fucks that only Daddy can provide.”
My eyes fly open because what in the world is he saying? Am I really such a slut? But I lose all thought because Karl’s touch is delectable. With big fingers, he works the shampoo into my pussy patch, and then caresses my tender lips before gently niggling my clit. He rubs circles around the hard nub, making me moan, before giving it a quick pinch. I jerk upright as shock runs through my most sensitive spot.
“Oooh!” I squeal. “Unnnh!”
“That’s right, baby,” the handsome bodyguard moans, his blue eyes like hot coals as he stares at my lush and curvy form. “Like I said, your cunt craves the hard, filthy fucks that only Daddy can provide. But I think I want to shave you first, sweetheart. Are you okay with that? Will you let me?”
I stare at the gorgeous bodyguard, blood rushing in my ears. Oh my god, this situation is spinning out of control and yet I love it. I feel as if I’m drowning in a warm sea of sensuality as the handsome alpha male leads me further and further away from shore.
“Shave my pussy?” I manage in a faint tone.
“Yes baby,” Karl rasps, blue eyes penetrating. “But I’ll have to get in the tub with you because I can’t reach from this angle. The razor would cut and burn your tender flesh, and we don’t want that.”
I stare at him, again drowning in the warm sea. But then I nod because I want this man. I crave him. He’s hard, dominant, and so masculine, doing funny things to my insides as I take in that massive shaft, dripping fluids from the head. With a small smile, I nod, parting my glossy lips.
“Yes, please shave me, Daddy. Get me clean in my most private place.”
Karl grunts with approval before standing to his full height in the small bathroom. His shaft juts out from his waist, making me gasp. Is it possible that he’s grown even larger in the last ten minutes? He must be at least eleven inches now, and a deep purple color. A thick string of pre-come dangles from the head of his penis to hit the floor, forming a small puddle. My heart-rate accelerates as heat pools between my thighs, and unconsciously, I let out a small mewl of need, making him chuckle.
“I’m here, baby girl. Scootch forward,” he rasps while setting one foot behind me in the tub. “I’m a big man, and I need more space than you think.”
I do as he commands, and that massive male form comes to sit in back of me in the tub, water sloshing. I lean back tentatively, and it feels comfortable, actually. I’m aroused, of course, by that solid wall of a chest, as well as the insistent rod poking into my back, but it’s also oddly tender to lean against my hard rock of a man.
“Mmm,” I moan, closing my eyes blissfully. “This is nice.”
“This is very nice,” he whispers in my ear before reaching for a small pink razor positioned on the edge of the tub. “Now relax, baby girl. I’m going to clean her up a bit, and soon you’ll be as bare as a baby.”
Then, the shaving begins and it’s wonderful. Karl’s fingers are agile and nimble as he pulls my left labia tight before gently tracing the skin with the razor. Then he niggles my clit, making me shriek, before shaving my right side.
“Mmm,” I moan.
“You look beautiful, Ainsley,” he whispers in my ear again, rinsing off the razor before putting it on the edge of the tub. “Responsive, curvy, and so wet. But we’re all done, honey. You didn’t have much hair to get rid of. It was just a bit of down.”
My eyes open slowly.
“All done already?” I ask in a faint voice. “But it felt so good!”
I feel Karl tense for a moment behind me.
“There is another place we could shave,” he continues in a dark, silky voice. “But only if you feel comfortable.”
“Where?” I ask in a breathless voice. “My head, you mean? But I can’t because I’m a model. My agency would kill me if I shaved my head!”
He pauses.
“No, not your head, sweetheart. I would never dream of that. No, I meant your bottom button, Ainsley. I want to shave your asshole, if you’re up for it.”
His words make me jerk upright in the tub because is this man kidding me? He wants to shave me where ? Do people even do that? But I know a couple girls who get full Brazilians, and they say the hot wax does go down there . The description made me wince because it sounded so painful, but at the same time, it’s not totally unheard of.
Besides, I want to be naughty. Maybe I am the slut that Karl believes. Hell, the pussy shave felt so good that I’m willing to chance it with another kind of shave as well.
“Yes,” I breathe, looking at him with a coy smile. “Let’s do it. I trust you, Daddy.”
He growls his approval low in his chest.
“Wonderful, sweetheart. But you’re going to have to stand for this one because I can’t reach in this position.”
I pause for a moment, my entire body vibrating with awareness at what’s about to happen. Then, I rise to my feet, careful not to slip in the tub, before parting my legs and bending over so that my white tits sway in invitation. My big, heart-shaped bottom rises in the air and I take the opportunity to peer at Karl through the vee of my thighs.
“Like this, Daddy?” I mewl. “Is this better? Can you reach in this position?”
There’s no answer because I feel it then. It’s Karl’s tongue on my asshole, tasting me there as I shiver and shake with arousal.
“Oooh!” I scream, grabbing hold of the tub’s edges. “Oh my god!”
“Yes, baby,” he breathes, blowing against my coffee pucker for a moment. “Get ready because this is really happening.”
Then, he licks my asshole again before gently massaging the pleats with his tongue. He kisses it, holding my big buttocks apart with big hands, baring me to his filthy loving.
“Yes,” he moans while rimming my dirtiest space. “You taste so good, Ainsley.”
I can’t believe this is happening. A gorgeous older man has his tongue buried in my dirty button, kissing and fucking it like it’s the tastiest hole he’s ever encountered, and the knowledge pushes me over the edge.
“Ohhhhh!” I wail, my cries ringing in the bathroom, as climax strikes like a lightning bolt. “Ummmmm!”
My anus clamps, dissolving into a series of powerful shudders as my pussy pulses and snaps. My big breasts swing and Karl grunts with his face pressed between my buttocks as I explode.
“Yes, come on my face,” he moans. “Turn it into a fucking waterslide, sweetheart. Show me the waterworks.”
The words are pure filth, but they push me into soaring ecstasy. My vision blacks out as my pussy detonates like a bomb. It clamps down hard before exploding with fluids, desperate to be entered as I shriek and shudder my pleasure.
“Oh Karl!” I cry out desperately. “Oh Karl, more more more!”
The alpha male responds to my plea. In a flash, he’s risen from the bath to stand behind me, those big hands gripping me at the waist.
“Hold on tight, baby, because it’s coming. Daddy’s going to take care of this horny, needy little pussy.”
Then, he thrusts that massive club into me with a furious jerk of his hips. I cry out, this time from pleasure, but also from pain because Karl just ripped through my hymen like it wasn’t there. It hurts, and the stinging sensation in my cunt makes me blink with tears. Plus, there’s the wrenching discomfort of having an eleven-inch monster stretching me out to my max, and I wince at the burn.
“Owwww,” is my pained cry. “Ohhh.”
Karl’s stock still behind me, even as his big chest rises and falls with labored breaths.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” he demands through gritted teeth. “You’re a virgin, Ainsley. Why didn’t you say?”
Tears are coursing down my cheeks now as I turn to glance at him over one narrow shoulder.
“I didn’t have time!” I protest in a feeble voice. “I was going to but—”
Then, I’m lifted onto my tiptoes by another furious thrust into my cunt. He’s so big that I literally lose my balance a bit, shoved forward by his massive baton.
“Oh my god!” I squeal. “Oh oh oh!”
I sense what’s happening. Karl’s trying to be gentle for my sake. He’s trying to take it easy with long, slow strokes, except that he’s an aroused alpha male already approaching the breaking point. His giant fists tighten on my waist as his thrusts pick up in pace and speed.
“I’m so sorry, Ainsley,” he moans in labored pants. “You feel too good. You’re so tight, and wet, and horny and oh fuck fuck fuck—”
Then it happens. For the first time in my life, a man comes inside me, and it feels incredible. His cock jerks deep within my creamy depths and explodes, filling me with thick, viscous seed.
“FUCK!” Karl screams, his shouts turning the bathroom into an echo chamber. “Shit shit shit!”
I give up and merely hold on tight as the alpha male uses my body for his pleasure. He fucks in and out of my cunt, wildly ejaculating into my fertile pussy while moaning my name in a chant.
“Ainsley,” he mutters. “Oh shit, Ainsley, sweetheart.”
I know I should feel used, and I do feel used, but in a good way. It’s so satisfying to know that an alpha male has sated his urges with my curves, and I decide to vocalize my dirtiest wishes.
“Yes, Daddy,” I moan and pant. “Yes, trash my pussy. Fuck my cunt as much as you want. Harder. Deeper. Faster. Use my body for your pleasure and let me be your personal cockholster.
Karl moans again, his cock going into a second round of rapid-fire ejaculation. OMG, is that even possible? But as the powerful bodyguard drops another huge load into my fertile fields, I smile with feminine satisfaction because this is exactly what I want ... and more.