Chapter One #2
“Warm-up,” I interrupted, incredulous, “you can’t be serious,” I grunted as his hand came down on my flaming backside.
“Oh, I assure you, Maddie, I don’t joke when it comes to punishing bad little girls. We will continue.” Before I could utter another word, his hand came down on my thighs, and I yelled loudly with the sting.
“Please,” I babbled, “I’ll be a good girl.
I promise, please, daddy, stop.” Calling him daddy changed something between us.
I felt something hard poke into my hip, and my spanking increased in both speed and pressure until I was wailing over his lap.
No longer embarrassed by the sight I made or the sounds of sobbing ripping from the center of my being.
It wasn’t long until my full surrender. The dropping of my head to allow my tears to fall freely, and my limp body were the signs I assumed he was looking for because Langden stopped the punishing strokes.
I was so sore and turned on it was crazy and hard to separate the dual sensations.
Then Langden ran a finger along my soaking seam, and I groaned, not caring if he heard me and thought poorly of me.
He slid a finger into my wet entrance, and I arched my back in a vain attempt to get him to press in further.
Then the finger was gone, and he slapped my entrance.
It made a wet splat sound and stung. I tried closing my legs as he spanked my juicy cunt.
On the fifth slap, I erupted. A massive orgasm took me, and I cried out shamelessly with the release.
Langden unleashed something inside of me, whetting my appetite for more.
“Please, daddy, please again.” He sunk two fingers into my greedy cunt and curled them.
Whatever he was hitting was just the right spot.
I saw spots behind my eyelids and wondered if anyone had ever passed out from too much pleasure.
Langden suddenly pulled out his fingers and struck my soaking entrance.
It only took one, and I bucked and screeched, so overwhelmed by the sensations wracking my body in wave after wave of pleasure.
Langden moved me off his lap and placed me facing the back of the couch. He pulled my hips until my swollen red ass was on display. I heard him shuck his clothing and then a rip as he tore open a condom packet.
I was ready, wasn’t I? Sure, I never imagined my first time would be in a club, in the office of a gorgeous rich guy. I mean, who imagines that? I was about to lose my V card to a man, and I was terrified and excited.
“Such a hot, dirty little girl, aren’t you, Maddie?”
“Yes, sir, I’m very, very naughty.” Langden pressed his tip against my wet opening and began to push forward. “Jesus, you’re tight. You’re going to milk my rod, aren’t you, baby.”
I was nervous, I won’t lie, but I was also so incredibly turned on.
This was my fantasy, to be taken by a hot older man my first time, someone with experience who could give me pleasure.
He stopped as if he was deciding something, and I decided I better share my state.
“I’m a virgin. Well, not a virgin per se…
I’ve never actually been with a man. You, um, would be the first. I ah, have… full penetration has been with toys.”
I felt Langden hesitate. “Please, Daddy, please don’t stop, I want this more than you can possibly imagine.
” Langden leaned over me and moved my long dark hair out of his way, kissing my neck, igniting goosebumps on my skin.
With his cock partially inside of me, he reached around and stroked my hardened nub.
The entire experience was delectable, and his restraint admirable.
Not until I started bucking my hips for more did Langden press all the way inside of me.
I was so full, so very full, and stretched to accommodate his size.
My juices were flowing and coated his cock, so it glided with ease.
Langden gripped my hips tightly and began alternating between long deep, thrusts and partial, quick strokes that created the most delicious pressure against my walls, in ways my battery-operated boyfriend never did.
Tingles raced up my spine, and my chest pooled with heat.
A massive orgasm was building inside of me, suddenly, I clenched his throbbing cock as an orgasmic wave overtook me.
“Oh, yes, yes, please don’t stop.” I got out haltingly, and he didn’t, riding me, until it was his turn to erupt, and with a shout, he unloaded.
I felt his hot seed filling up the condom.
The first time, check. Responsible sex, check, check.
Hot gorgeous guy, oh yah check, check, check!
I couldn’t wait to tell Cheryl. She would be so envious.
Langden pulled out, and I lay back on his couch.
He removed the condom and discarded it in the trash and proceeded to dress.
Not before I caught a glimpse of his rockin body and was wishing I had a picture to take home with me, although I would never forget the sight.
He was pure perfection with his narrow hips and strong thighs, muscular torso, and bulging biceps.
He continued to regard me after he was fully dressed.
I had not moved to cover myself or dress.
My instincts told me Langden would say when he wanted me to dress.
He moved to his position on the side of the couch, effectively blocking me in.
We had not spoken a word to each other, and I was apprehensive as to what he would say.
I hoped, despite my limited experience, that he had enjoyed himself as much as I had.
I prayed he wouldn’t laugh or insult me after sharing such an amazing experience.
“How was your first time?” Heat bloomed on my chest and spread to my cheeks.
“Honestly, you ticked off all my boxes and fulfilled my fantasy. This, with you, was better than the fantasy! You were, uh,” I hesitated. “Really good, thank you.” Langden’s eyes held an unreadable expression. At least scorn wasn’t what I saw and that made me feel infinitely better.
“You will need a teacher, a mentor to show you the ropes who knows what they are doing.” Was that a question or a statement? “You will come back next Saturday night,” he paused, probably realizing that he sounded like he was making a demand and finished with, “if you wish it.”
“Uh, like to the club to hang out with you?”
Langden chuckled, “Oh no, that fake ID could close my club down. I have a back entrance and will have a doorman waiting to escort you to my office, deal?”
“I, sure, okay, I will come back next Saturday.” His eyes darkened, and I was learning they did that when he felt in control.
“Get dressed, little girl, and I will have a car take you home.” Yikes, this was way more than I bargained for. What if my parents were still up? “But—”
“No buts. If anyone asks, you can say it’s an Uber.” That was true. I didn’t know why I was suddenly panicking.
“What about Cheryl?” Langden chuckled darkly. “Your bratty friend has already been dealt with. She was escorted home, not down to my bar as she had hoped. As I said, despite my interest in you, I’m not willing to have my club closed due to underage drinkers.”
I was embarrassed. “It was Cheryl. She insisted we come. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t apologize. That was what your spanking was for.
” An awkward silence followed. “Here, put your number in my phone, and I will text you what I wish you to wear next Saturday.” I quickly typed in my number and then got dressed.
Langden walked me down the back stairs to the waiting Uber.
I watched him in the rear-view mirror as the car left the club.
When he was out of sight, I leaned my head back on the seat and wondered what I’d gotten myself into.