Hannah
“Playing daddy is new to me,” Dietrich admits as he allows his hand to rest on my hip. “Though, I could definitely get used to it.”
My eyes round in surprise, but I play it cool and keep the banter going. “Sorry, Daddy, you only have me for the weekend.”
He grins. “If that’s the case, we have a lot of family dynamics to squeeze into a few days.”
This isn’t a job, not now. He’s not my pretend father. We aren’t in the house of his client.
I’m becoming Jamie and I wonder for a moment if Dietrich is his real name or if that’s his cover as well? It doesn’t make sense that it would be, because he’s associated with these people and I doubt using some fake name for the weekend would be to his benefit.
“Are you like this with all your make-believe daughters?” I question, though I’m floating so far above my own head right now that it doesn’t even sound like my own voice.
“No.” He dips his head to breathe into my ear. “Just you. I want to know things a father shouldn’t. I want to teach you more things that most would think are wrong, but we know better, don’t we?”
I draw quick, shallow breaths. “What kind of things?”
“Well, I want to know what makes you weak, what makes you moan, what makes you dream and cry and laugh. And I want to teach you about the ways of grown ups. How a man makes love to a woman. How you’ll use your mouth to give me pleasure.
I’ll teach you to kiss me in special ways, and I’ll do the same to you. ”
“I want that.”
“And why do you want me to have the honor of all these things, baby?”
Dietrich’s tongue grazes my neck as his fingers work the zipper on the back of the dress.
“I just—” I stammer, finding my voice. “I just felt things when I saw you. My body told me things I’d never known before.”
“That’s because you need a Daddy, don’t you? A man that will be so much more than a fumbling fuck in the back of a cramped car, only to leave you once he tears open that little untouched pussy of yours.”
“Yes.” My head falls back as his breath warms my skin, faster and harder as he works the dress off my shoulders.
“Good,” he husks, his voice breaking as my dress falls around my feet. “Perfection.”
He eases back, leaving me standing exposed in the white cotton bra and panties he instructed me to wear under the dress and the pink heels that have my ankles aching along with the quivering muscles of my inner thighs.
“Walk for me. Show daddy how a big girl walks in her dress-up shoes.”
I can’t believe I’m doing this but instinct has me running wild. I steady myself and turn toward where he’s pointing at the window. I take small, calculated steps on the Turkish rug that covers the floor, balancing myself on the heels, curling my hands into little fists as I try to keep my balance.
“Lovely. I can’t wait to stuff that little fuck hole of yours full of my cock. You’re making me so hard, baby. You’re making Daddy ache. You know that? You make things hurt.”
When I get to the other side of the room, I do a half turn and see him stroking himself.
“Wow.” I mutter. “That does look like it hurts. That’s…huge.”
My own aching re-doubles, seeing the size of his cock straight out and being worked by his hand.
“Your Daddy has been blessed with size, but don’t worry. That pussy will be good and hungry by the time I stuff you full of me and breed that womb of yours for all the world to see.”
“Breed?” I mouth as he snaps his fingers, pointing to the wooden chair on the other side of the room pulled out from the desk.
“Yes, I’ll teach you all about breeding later. Right now, you walk to that chair and sit. Open your legs, but don’t take your panties off. I want to just look at what’s mine. Then I’m going to lick and kiss you like a good Daddy should.”
My knees wobble as I traverse the floor, thankful for the support of the chair. As I look up, Dietrich is a few steps away and I see the gleam of creamy liquid on the tip of his manhood, his hand locked around the granite girth.
There’s red lust in his eyes as he straddles me on the chair, petting my head as his cock grazes my lips.
Arousal pours out of me, ruining my panties again as he makes a pained, choking sound from above.
“Don’t be scared, baby. It won’t hurt you. At least, not at the moment.”
My body stiffens as the slick tip glides along my lips. “I don’t know what to do. I’ve never seen a cock before.”
“That’s good. Get used to this one. It’s the only one you will ever see up close and personal.
Soon enough it will spread your warm little pussy wide and take that beginner cherry of yours, and that will hurt, but that’s for later.
Right now, you’re going to give it a little kiss right there on the slit.
” The weight of his hand settles on the top of my head, keeping me focused as I pucker my lips and swallow, kissing the spongy, swollen flesh while lust whips through me.
“Very good, now put your fingers down inside your panties and tell me what you feel.”
I stutter and shake as I push my fingers between my belly and the elastic, down, down until I touch the heat and let out a broken whimper. “Warm. Wet. Tingly. Achy.”
“Very good. All good things. You should remember from now on, Daddy likes you wet. Whenever I’m around, that pussy should be soaking and ready for me.
Now, don’t ignore my cock, give it a french kiss, like we did in the car.
Lips and tongue around the tip, just the tip for now. Baby steps. You’re still learning.”
Oh Jesus, Jesus, why does the way he talks to me make me so hot?
I tilt my head back and watch as the barest glance of my lips on the tip makes lines form across his forehead. Then I open wide, sucking it gently and winding my tongue around the slick head, his eyes rolling back white for a split second as he curses between clenched teeth.
“That’s the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen. My cock between those bubble gum sweet lips. You’re doing great, making me very proud. Now, one more lick, then it’s time for the next part of your lesson.”
My breath escapes in a sad exhale when he pulls his cock from my mouth with a little pop, then wrestles it back behind the fabric of his pants and zips it into its prison as he steps back, using the tip of his shoe to nudge my feet apart on the wood floor.
“It’s very hard for me not to stuff every inch into that little fuck hole of yours, but I’m patient. For the moment. Now, take your fingers out and slide those panties off, then get rid of the bra. I want to see how pretty you are sitting there in your birthday suit for me.”
If I wasn’t sitting down, I’d be on the floor. Hannah is long gone and this girl Dietrich is re-building with his Daddy voice would do anything he asked.
I swallow back a sob as I release the clasp of my bra and let it slide down my arms, then wiggle out of my panties and pile them on top of the other white fabric before willing myself back into a sitting position.
My body cries out for relief, my skin prickling, practically twitching as it begs to be touched by him.
“Here I am,” I say, fighting for breath as Dietrich stands silent, then drops to his knees in front of me, his lips pulling back into a snarl.
“Here you are is right.” He leans forward and gives my belly button a kiss, then licks down my belly as I gasp and grab onto his shoulders.
“I knew my little girl had the prettiest cunt in the world, but close up, it’s even better.
So pink and wet. Now, hold onto my shoulders, I’m going to give you French kisses now down here. ”
I arch into a knot as he parts my folds and spreads my legs with his shoulders, his tongue licking its way through me for the first time, making me shudder and see stars.
Dietrich out groans me as his tongue moves around my soft wetness, his hands pushing my legs open as the sensations begin to roll through me like a storm.
I’m bucking uncontrollably within seconds, as his lips suck on that sensitive nub while his tongue wiggles and swirls, faster and faster, until the storm brewing inside of me unleashes.
The roughness of his beard warms my soft flesh as he pokes at my opening, stabbing and spinning. When I nearly fall off the chair, his hand centers me again, pressing his face harder into my soft spaces as his tongue returns to the apex of my sex, chaos catapulting around inside me.
He eats at my pussy like he’s been starved, his narrow eyes latching to mine with a darkness that pushes me closer and closer to the edge.
“My little girl tastes better than I imagined. Extra sweet and so tight, so fresh. You kept it safe for me. That’s a good girl.”
I utter something unintelligible as his fingertips dig into my breasts and he grinds his teeth against my pulsing sex.
He rakes his tongue up and down as the spinning inside me intensifies and I lock my ankles around his waist, grinding myself into his mouth, my hands tearing at his hair.
He’s cursing as he feasts, his brow furrowed with the effort, and I feel the pulses of pleasure all the way through to my ass.
I shout out from behind clenched teeth as the spinning inside me turns into a sucking black hole.
I’m at the top of the needle, roaring toward the sky as I shake and quiver, allowing my body to lose itself in the pleasure of this man’s mouth.
I’m soaring into space as the tension reaches the tipping point and there’s no going back. I’m jettisoned into the atmosphere, into the cool emptiness of space, riding that needle as his tongue laps and lips suck and I’m twisting and shaking as he guides me into the infinite beyond.
His calloused fingers poke softly at my opening as his tongue flicks on my soaking flesh, sending me into orbit again.
I’m spent, slack, and when I’m falling back to earth, he’s catching me, holding me, saving me.
“That’s my girl,” I hear in the distance as I’m lifted, boneless, and he turns me toward the desk, face down.
The smooth wood is cool against my breasts and my cheek, as his hand lays heavy on the center of my back, holding me steady.
“Now, one more thing you’re going to do for me.
Your body is relaxed and ready. This is going to go in your other hole… ”
There’s some noise from behind as his hand leaves me for a moment, then returns only on my butt cheek. His fingers slide with cool ease down the crack as I gasp, pushing to lift myself as his hand comes to secure me in place.
“What are you doing?” I stutter through the orgasmic haze.
“Getting you ready. I told you all your holes are mine. I don’t know when I’ll use this one, but for now, I’m going to prime it so you’ll be ready. Be still and relax…”
Pressure against my back entrance sends another wave of lust through me. Cool liquid on the smooth tip of something makes me wince and hiss but after a moment of intense pressure, I exhale as my body settles around the stem of something Dietrich has placed inside of me.
“What is it?”
“It’s a butt plug. An inflatable one. What’s inside you now is small, but with this…” He moves into my view holding up a pen shaped remote control. “I press this…”
I suck in a sharp breath, babbling incoherently as the object inside me starts to vibrate and inflate.
He clicks the pen again and it stops, leaving me quivering, saliva gathering under my tongue.
“It’s going to be a fun night.”
There’s a quick tap at the door and Dietrich gives me a look. “Stay,” he says, and if I could speak I’d tell him right now, that’s not a problem.
I’m not sure I have the power to move.
I listen to the sound of his steps, then the door.
“Yes? I’m sorry, Jamie is getting dressed. I apologize, it’s not a good time.”
“Oh, sorry.” It’s Maaaaargaret. “I’m sorry to bother you, but…guests are starting to arrive. Don’t take too long or you’ll miss the fun.”
“Thank you, Margaret,” Dietrich rumbles. “We certainly won’t want to miss any fun.”
A moment later, he’s back by my side, helping me stand, his hands roaming down my body as he presses his forehead to the part of my hair.
“I’ll get dressed,” I murmur, my hands shaking as they settle on his forearms.
“Yes, but first, I have something for you.”
I turn as he steps away, unzips his suitcase and pulls out a lavender satin box with a thin white silk bow. He steps toward me and stalls me with his gaze as he holds it forward.
“For tonight,” he says with a twitch of his left brow, drawing my gaze to those blue eyes that could do battle with any spring sky.
When he flips open the lid, the last of my power to stand is lost. Luckily, he’s there to catch me as he chuckles, sitting me on the sofa, the plug in my rear distracting me while he secures the diamond and ruby choker around my neck.
“Perfect. Daddy’s little girl is going to look so grown up tonight. Now, go get dressed. We have work to do.”