Heavenly weekends (4)

Book:Dominated By Him (erotic short stories) Published:2025-4-9

CHAPTER 4
Her pussy was tighter than anything he had ever felt before, and he remembered what it was like to take the virginity of the cheerleader back in high school. That was over 20 years ago, but as Missy bobbed up and down on his cock, he couldn’t help but reminisce.
“You’re such a tight little girl,” he groaned, feeling her bald pussy crashing down hard on his cock. Missy rode him fast and hard and Matt was surprised at just how horny she was for having just lost her virginity.
I’m creating a monster, he chuckled to himself as the little girl rode his cock faster, pumping up and down as her pretty little pussy squeezed and sucked his cock.
“I want to make you cum!” she screamed, her knees grazing against the leather sofa, and her little ass straddled against his balls.
“Mmm, not yet,” Matt whispered. He knew he couldn’t possibly last much longer if he allowed her to continue pumping his cock with such a tight little cunt, and so he lifted her gently off of his lap, and lay her on her back on the coolness of the leather. His cock so desperately needed a break.
Missy lay back, spreading her legs apart and Matt got the first real look at the pinkness of her puffy pussy. It glistened with her wetness, and he groaned at the thought of having just penetrated that tiny hole for the first time.
Matt climbed on top of her, spreading her legs even wider. He positioned his throbbing cock so it rubbed against her bare pussy, stroking it up and down so it slid gently in and out of her folds, the tip barely squeezing inside.
He ran the head of his cock over her tiny clit, and Missy squealed at the vibrations, as Matt’s dick masturbated her pussy.
“Please fuck me again, Daddy,” she moaned, her innocent face peering at him with impish playfulness. She was breathless, and her face was drenched in desire.
“You’re a naughty little girl,” Matt whispered.
“I love being your naughty little girl,” Missy replied with innocent playfulness. She wanted to feel his cock inside of her again. She lifted her left leg and placed it on the back of the sofa.
Matt slid his cock inside of her pussy, as it clenched his shaft tightly. He pumped hard, no longer afraid of hurting her but wanting desperately to cum.
“I want to make you cum, Daddy,” she moaned, bucking against him as she read his mind. “I want to make you cum like a good little girl.”
Matt groaned as he felt his cock squeezing pre-cum, and tried mightily to hold back. He was enjoying it far too much for it to end now, but her tiny bare cunt left no choice. It squeezed around his cock so tightly that it forced
him to ejaculate. He started to pull out, as his cock shot cum deep inside of her small belly.
“Cum inside of my pussy,” Missy moaned, commanding her Daddy not to stop. “I want to feel you cum inside of me!”
Matt hesitated for only a minute before pushing his entire cock back into the little girl’s pussy. He pumped her two… three times, and then his cock could take no more. He felt his cock tremble as it shot cum deep inside her.
“Ohhh fuck yeah,” Matt grunted, as he felt the last of his cum trickle into her pussy. Her cunt was slippery now, and he pulled out easily.
Missy laid still, her fingers grazing her soft lips. She looked like an angel lying naked in front of him.
Unsure of what to say, Matt smiled down at her, as he ran his hand over her flat stomach, up to her mouth.
“You’re incredible,” he sighed as Missy licked his fingers, pushing them deeper into her mouth so she was sucking on two of his fingers, knuckle deep.
“You are too,” she replied in a whisper.
Matt smiled. He hadn’t felt so damn good in years.
Missy slid up to the back of the sofa, so that she was sitting next to Matt.
“Daddy?” she asked, her voice filled with lust.
“Yes?” Matt replied, loving this daddy daughter playtime.
“I want you to teach me how to suck your cock tonight,” Missy replied
and Matt felt the swirl of excitement flutter throughout his belly.
“Oh god, Missy,” he moaned. “I’ll teach you everything you want to
know.”
Missy crawled up on her knees so she was squatting beside Matt. She
nuzzled his neck, her bare chest pushed up against him. Matt bent over to kiss her, when a blaring BUZZ! echoed throughout the condo.
“Shit!” Matt groaned. “I was supposed to ” With anxiety washing over his face, he quickly bit his tongue, not wanting to upset Missy.
“Alicia,” she whispered.
Matt nodded. “I’ll get rid of her,” he replied getting up from the sofa. He picked his shorts up from the floor and quickly got dressed. He looked over to Missy who was still sitting naked on the sofa.
“You should get dressed, Missy.”
Missy didn’t move. Instead, she looked at Matt with a puzzled grin on her face.
“Why? I thought she was an escort,” she replied quietly.
“She is,” Matt replied. “But I don’t want her seeing you like this. Come on, get dressed.” He waited for her to respond to his command, but she didn’t move.
“Missy, come on, get dressed.”
“No,” Missy responded like a little brat refusing to listen to her Daddy. “Alicia does what she’s paid to do, right?”
Matt scrunched up his face in confusion.
“What do you mean? Yeah, I pay her for her ” he stammered. “I pay her to come by, yes.”
“Okay then,” Missy responded with an impish glint in her eye. “Pay her to teach me, too.”
Matt stared in delightful shock at the lusty girl that sat sprawled in front of him. He knew from the look on her face that she wasn’t taking no for an answer.
He leaned over and kissed her softly on the mouth, and felt her suddenly take charge, her tongue sliding into his mouth, pushing down into his throat. Missy smiled in amusement, her sparkling eyes tracing the lines of Matt’s face.
“Let’s play,” she whispered before lying back on the sofa, her fingertips
fluttering over her young, soft skin.
Matt walked over to the front door, and glanced back at Missy one last
time before twisting the handle.
Missy nodded her head, signaling to Matt that she was ready. He opened
the door, sucking in his breath as his heart beat hard in his chest. Things were about to get very interesting.