Daddylicious -Ashton (funny)

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Ashton dragged you by your wrist into your shared apartment and slammed the door behind you. He pushed you up against the wall, his large body towering over you.

The two of you stared at each other's lips before you finally leaned in for a passionate kiss. He reached behind you and squeezed your bum as he whispered into your mouth, "I missed this so much." "Me too, Ashton" you whispered back.

He growled. "What did you call me?" You struggled to find words. "I'm sorry Daddy... I... I forgot. It's been so long." He squinted his eyes. "I will forgive you this one time" he said with a snarl.

You signed in relief. The last time you and Ashton had had sex was probably six months ago. For as long as you could remember, he had always been in charge. Why was that? You wanted to have it your way for once. You broke away from the heated kiss and grabbed Ashton's upper arm.

You led him to the armchair in your living room and pushed him down to sit in it. You immediately straddled him and leaned down, bringing your lips close to his ear. "Tonight we're playing a different game" you whispered seductively.

You could see him gulp and sweat started to form at his hairline even though he still had yet to discover your plans. You had never been in charge before, but you knew you were definitely enjoying yourself. "W-what do you mean?" He managed to choke out. "Tonight..." you started as you swirled your finger around his hard nipple, "instead of me calling you daddy, you are going to call me mommy."

Ashton gulped again. "O-okay... Mommy." "That's my good little boy" you said with a devilish smirk. You actually were a mother, but Ashton didn't need to know that. You had just moved here from New York a little over a month ago. But none of that mattered. All that mattered was the two of you fucking. The two of you fucking right now. "Tell me how much I turn you on" you growled into his other ear. You grinded down onto his crotch as you waited for a response. He bit his lip at the friction before he finally was able to say something. "That mini van that you drive..." He grunted as he choked out the rest, "it... It really gets me going." You loudly moaned. You loved having him in the palm of your hand. You roughly kissed right under his jaw as you moved lower. You quickly took of his shirt and pants as he took off yours. He reached for the waistband of your panties when you stopped him. "Tonight we are doing what I want. And I want to dry hump you until we both come in our underwear." You rubbed his full hard on and he moaned some more. Then you started rocking back and forth on his crotch. The fabric created even more friction on your clit.

You rocked harder and faster, and he moved his hips to meet your rhythm every time. You were getting really close. "I'm going to come baby." "Me too, mommy." You leaned down once again and whispered into his ear, "come for your mommy." With that, he was done. With a load yell he came in his boxers, you following not long after. You collapsed on top of his body and caught your breath.

When you finally had the energy to stand up, you began putting your clothes back on. You forgot you had to get back to your family. Ashton looked confused as to why you were leaving so soon. You felt bad keeping it a secret. "Ashton... I have to tell you something" you said as you were slipping on your shoes. "I... I have a family." His mouth opened and he looked at the floor looking disappointed. You felt terrible for keeping it from him for so long. You waited for him to say something. "I-I know" he confessed. "I saw you picking your son up from soccer the other day." You signed. "I'm sorry" you tried apologizing. He held up his hand. "Don't. It's my fault too." You gave him a small smile as you headed for the door. "Oh and Ashton, one more thing." "Yeah?" He asked, picking his head up. "I have aids. You should probably get yourself tested." With that, you left the apartment and went down the front steps to your mini van, where your family was waiting for you.

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