The lower part of her face was visible showing off a huge smile and full sensual lips coated in a deep red. Darren’s eyes lit up at her name and description.
“Daddy’s little brat.”
“Lots of good girls are on here looking to please their daddy. They’re cute and soft and love to be daddy’s playful kitten. But not this little brat. This brat is sassy and smart assy. I love to tease daddy and misbehave until he has no choice but to put me in my place by giving his bitchy daughter the fucking she’s begging for.”
Darren clicked’ read more’ and continued, his cock getting stiffer by the second.
“So don’t worry, daddy you don’t have to be good to this bad girl. You can treat me like the little cock teasing whore I am. You can shut me up, daddy! All you have to do is shove your big dick in my slutty mouth and then make me squeal by ravaging my tight little pink pussy. You can spank me and call me names and treat me the way you’ve always wanted to treaty your bitchy daughter.”
“Jackpot.” Darren whispered. This girl couldn’t be more perfect he thought while he clicked on the line; see more pictures of ‘Daddy’s Little Brat.’
His excitement grew as he clicked on each of the pictures. The first was her kneeling on the bed, but this time the view was from the front and she was topless, her hands covering her breasts, but her nipples peeking out between her fingers.
The girl continued to be ideal as even her breasts were the perfect size, not small, but not the larger more full breasts he associated more with older women. Her nipples were a light pink and her nails the same dark blue as the top she’d been wearing.
She had a good tan going, and her tan lines, like the rest of her were hot as hell. The second pic she was on her stomach, in a black thong, her legs spread and bent at the knees. In this one she wore black heels and her arms were behind her, grabbing them and holding her legs bent.
He stared hungrily at the thin strip of black material covering her pussy. Damn, what a fucking hot position! He clicked the next picture which was of her bent over the bed the words ‘spank me’ written in red lipstick on her cheeks.
Her face wasn’t visible in any of the pictures, but Darren couldn’t picture any girl with a body this hot not being attractive. He brought up the last picture. In this one she was sitting on the edge of the bed, her legs back in the black stockings and wide open.
She wore no panties, but there was a pink heart shaped piece of paper covering her pussy with “Daddy’s cock goes here.” written on it.
Her head was lowered and her long curly hair had been pushed forward to obscure her face. She was topless, but her hair draped over each of her breasts, covering her nipples, but leaving the lower curve of them visible.
Darren had seen a lot of girls on here, but this girl was by far the hottest. She was online now and his fingers trembling with excitement, he clicked message and typed. “So I hear you’ve been acting up again.”
He sat back in his chair, his heart racing. Even though he’d done this several times, it was still a nervous rush to reach out and see if the girl would respond. Even though it said online, she could be talking with someone else, or even away from the computer without having logged off.
His fingers drummed nervously on the desk hoping someone hadn’t beat him to her. Darren looked at the rest of her ad which declared she could show up, classy or trashy, sweet or naughty and had a variety of costumes.
‘No bareback, so don’t ask’ was the first thing he saw he wasn’t thrilled with, but he could understand why. In fact he was amazed Lindsay and one other girl he’d found allowed it. Even more amazed he’d been so desperate for as close to his fantasy as possible he’d risk getting something from them.
She was out call only, but most of the young ones were and insisted on a real phone number she could call. With a grin Darren reached into his drawer and brought out a cheap Samsung he’d bought just to use for occasions like this.
Her price was $250 for an hour. Most were $150, but it wasn’t a big deal. What surprised him was the next line which declared $500 for ‘All you can handle’. The chirping sound announcing a reply startled him as he pondered exactly what he could handle.
“I’m always acting up. What are you going to do about it, daddy?”
“I’m going to straighten you out once and for all.” He typed and kept his fingers on the keyboard as the words ‘daddy’s little Brat is typing a reply’ showed up over the message box.
“Whatever, you keep saying that, but you never do it. You’re full of shit, daddy.”
A smile spread across his face. She was already in character. He imagined Cassie saying that to him, oh, wait, she did say things like that to him. It was part of why this type of girl was exactly what he needed.
“Watch your mouth, little girl.”
“Bet you want to watch my mouth. Watch it on your big cock, isn’t that right daddy?”
“At least you’d be quiet for once.”
“Not really, I’d be gagging and whimpering and slobbering and looking up at you with my eyes watering from how hard you’re fucking your girl’s dirty mouth.”
“Holy shit!” Darren shook his head, and went to type a reply, but she kept going.
“Like that, Daddy? Like face fucking your little girl? You going to cum for me, daddy? Going to wash my mouth out with cum? Make me swallow every drop?”
“Then make me keep sucking it, keep you hard so you can bend me over and force that big dick in my bratty cunt and fuck me so hard I squeal like the little pig I am? Pull my hair and spank my ass?”
“I’ll be crying and begging you to stop! Please, daddy! Please stop! I’ll be good, I promise! Oh, daddy you’re cock’s too big for me! It hurts daddy! Ohhhhh!”
Darren sat there speechless, his heart racing and his cock aching at the thought of hearing all this in person and having his hands on that incredible body.
“Still there, daddy? You too busy jerking off to talk?”
“What color are your eyes?” He asked just to say something as he was still trying to pull himself together after what she’d typed.
“Before I answer how old are you? Are you old enough to be my daddy? Please be honest. If we hook up and you’re young I’ll leave. I like men, not boys.”
“I’m in my forties, old enough to be your daddy for real. How old are you?”
“I’m eighteen and I have big brown eyes to look up at daddy while he’s stuffing my mouth with his cock.”
18, oh, good god, he thought.
“You all talk or really like it rough and nasty?”
“Are you all talk, daddy? Bet you are. Bet you couldn’t give this brat what she needs.”
“Don’t try me little girl.”
“I’d like you to try me. You want a piece of this brat, baby?”
“Two fifty is more than the other girls are asking.” He wanted to break her stride and not want her to think she had him that easily, even though he knew he was going to book her.
“I’m worth every penny. Lot of girls like the daddy game because the guys are good to their little girls, so it’s easy money. I’m the naughty daughter guys don’t want to be nice to. This brat gets more money for letting daddy use my slutty holes the way he’s always wanted to”
“Can I go down on you?” He typed it quickly and immediately felt pathetic. How many guys would actually want to go down on a hooker? But in his best fantasies he made Cassie come and showed her how good daddy could be to her if she’d let him.
“You want to suck your daughter’s clit, daddy? Make me come in your face? I thought I was a brat and deserved to be punished?”
“Daddy wants to show you why you should be with him and not fucking those stupid little boys who don’t know what they’re doing.”
“Oh, that’s the game? Your baby girl is getting laid and it makes you mad and jealous so you want to show her what a real man can do for her?”