I leave the pool room and went to the kitchen for some water. Three down and one more to go. With the extra special sexual energy they have, I'm surprised I still got some left.I take a few much needed gulps of the cool liquid, sighing at how refreshing it is when I hear my name being called. I turn to my left to see a manicured hand in the doorway, beckoning me to follow.
And that I did after setting my water on the counter.
When I turn the corner, I spot a particular busty brunette in her red lace. The top really accentuates her figure.
It's time for me to fuck her world up.
I couldn't help but bite my lip. "What do you have in store for me, Mistress?" I say cockily and she chuckles lightly. "Follow me and find out," she turns on her heel, then leads me to the playroom.
"I'm gonna forgive you for not wearing your collar," she says as she pushes the door open. We step inside and she looks up at me.
"This is the closest thing to a collar I'ma wear," I state. She hums and saunters over to the bed. She lays on her side, flipping her hair to expose those mounds that I'm obsessed with.
I approach her meaningfully, staring into her red bathed eyes. "Are you fucking me?" I husk and she visibly shifts and I smirk.
This is too easy.
I get between her legs and lean down to kiss just under her bellybutton. I then I take the material of her bottoms in my teeth and work them off of her. She assists me hastily; showing me just how much she wants me.
I take the red fabric and was about to put it around my neck, she takes it and puts it around hers. She then grabs me by my true collar and tugs me in for a rough kiss that involves a lot of tongue and lip biting.
I hum against her lips, ready to lay her down, but she pushes me away. "You know how I feel about the bed," she breathes out in a tone that makes me twitch.
I smirk at her and put her legs on my shoulders, looking down at her clean, shaven center that I can't wait to ruin with my cum.
I push them down to her busty chest and ghost my lips over hers. She locks her hands behind my neck, breath uneven and eyes full of titillation. "How can I forget?" I tease and lick her top lip.
I lift her up, grazing my stiffy on her and biting my lip at how wet she feels. "You played with yourself didn't you?" She nods as I carry her over to the body sized mirrors with the bench in front of it.
I attach out lips heatedly, aching to just ram her into this bench.
"You never answered my question," I say in between feverish kisses. "Huh?" She whimpers when I drag my slightly sensitive length slowly. "Are you fucking me...," I trail my kisses to her neck and softly suckle her hot spot.
"Mm," she bucks her hips as I continue to tease her, "Or am I fucking you?"
"Fuck me, Daddy," she says without hesitation, making me chuckle lowly. I remove her arms from me and move away from her. She gets into position, looking back at me with the familiar submissive look on her gorgeous face.
I get behind her, stroking myself slowly. "Look at yourself, Kitten," I command gently and she does so. I watch her reflection as I line myself up. "How do you want it?" I ask as I tease my tip against her entrance.
"Ah... I want you in my guts," she keens, making me freeze. She looks over her shoulder with a devious grin on her face. "Please?" She starts rocking against me, and I snap out of it, putting a red print on her round ass.
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Daddy's Girls (OT4/You G!P)
Fanfiction"To the public eye, they're a famous, international girl group... But in private, they're my little sluts and I'm their Daddy." *A redemption of The Assistant in my smut book. Start: November 7, 2020 As of April 13, 2021: 109k reads, 2.55k votes Jun...