Page 5 of Teaching His Babygirl

She chews her bottom lip, flushing a fetching shade of pink at my compliment. It tells me she doesn’t hear it enough. I run my knuckles between her full breasts and down over her soft stomach, showing her how much I love her curvy body without words. I grip her rounded hips and pull her against me so she feels my hardness. My lips steal another kiss; my hunger for her won’t be denied.

“Tell me what you want, sweet girl,” I growl against her lips.

She looks at me with hungry eyes. “I want to be spanked…”

I let out another low growl. “By who?”

“You… daddy,” she says, pausing briefly before she uses the title that makes my cock ache. I want to be her daddy, and not just for the moment.

I take a step back and slowly start to roll up my shirt sleeves, watching Darlene’s eyes dilate. Anticipation rolls through me. Her lovely breasts rise and fall as her breaths become heavy, her own anticipation growing. She watches as I take a seat on the end of the bed and pat my lap. Without hesitating, she lays herself over my knee, ready for her spanking. I run my palm over the silky soft skin of her back, then down over her lace-covered ass and back again. Over and over, I pet her body until she’s relaxed and pliant under my ministrations.

“Such a beautiful canvas to paint red with my handprint.”

She lets out a low moan, followed by a whimper as I tug her panties down below her ass. I groan at the wet way they stick to her pussy. My cock jumps in my slacks, begging for attention. She feels my hardness and squirms against my length, causing precome to drip from my cock. The first spank is part warning, part punishment for driving me crazy. She stills instantly.

“Behave, little girl.”

“S-sorry, daddy. You’re just so…” she trails off as if she can’t find the right adjective to describe what she feels.

“I’m just so fucking hard and achy for your hot cunt. That’s what I am.”

“Yes… that…” she breathes the words. Her hips wriggle impatiently, begging me for more spanks.

I spank her again, and she moans. I keep spanking her until I hear her sniffle. I stop and rub out the pain until she’s writhing on my lap, her pussy soaked and needy. Unable to help myself, I gently run my fingers through all that wetness. She’s drenched. She pushes back into my fingers, desperate for my touch. I circle her clit, giving her what she wants.

“Please, oh God, daddy!”

I enter her tight sheath with two fingers, wishing it was my cock. I keep rubbing her clit with my thumb as she moves against my hand, trying to steal her release from me. I slap her thighs in warning, and she stills.

“Good girl,” I praise. “You’re so fucking wet… did my girl’s naughty little pussy like her punishment?”

“No, daddy,” Darlene whimpers. We both know that’s a lie. She loved her spanking. “It hurt.”

“I bet,” I say, rubbing the abused flesh of her ass. “Your ass is a beautiful shade of red. Marked bymyhand.”

I lay another three spanks on her upturned ass. She both whimpers and moans as the pain and pleasure meld together.

“You love it, though. Don’t you, babygirl?”

“Yes, daddy. I love it when you spank me,” she admits.

My cock leaks even more at the sincerity in her voice—I can almost believe that I’m her daddy and not just a temporary partner—what will it take to convince this beautiful woman to give me a real chance? Whatever it takes, I’m going to do it. I’m going to claim her as my own. It’ll be my handprints on her ass. My hands that hold her heart. I can’t explain this instant connection between us, but I’m not going to question it, and I won’t turn my back on it.

Darlene is mine.

I deliver two more spanks, then move back to rubbing her clit. She arches her back, pushing against my hand. “Please…” she pleads.

This time I don’t stop. I thrust two fingers inside her, hitting her g-spot as I rub her clit. I fuck her with my hand until she’s crying out her orgasm. Even then, I don’t stop. I keep rubbing and fucking her with my fingers until she’s screaming for mercy; only then do I relent. She lays over my lap completely limp—sated. My cock aches. I remind myself that this is only for her and that there will be a next time where I’ll fuck her sweet pussy until we’re both sated.

I lift her off my lap and arrange her on the big bed. She shivers in the slight chill of the room. I crawl into bed behind her, pulling her into my arms. I feel like I could take on the whole world when she snuggles into me.

“You okay?” I quietly ask.

“Mmm… so good,” she murmurs. “Thank you, Colt.”

I want to correct her. I want to hear her call me daddy again. But I bite my tongue. I’m not her daddy yet, and our scene is done. I press a kiss to the top of her head. “You’re welcome, babygirl. It was my pleasure.”

She wriggles her bottom against my hard length. I pinch her nipple through the lace of her bra. “Naughty girl, stop teasing.”

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