Page 41 of Daddy Says

“I’ll be filling this before we go,” he said, pressing against her pucker with the pad of his finger. “A nice plug will go a long way to remind my little one that she is not to throw a fit, don’t you think?”

“I-I… I don’t know, Daddy,” she said, her bottom instantly trying to clench at the very thought of being filled.

“Well, I do,” he said in a tone that brooked no nonsense. “Tilt your head back and close your eyes while I wash your hair.”

She obeyed and moaned as strong fingers massaged her scalp. It felt fabulous but not as wonderful as when he finally turned her to face him, allowing her to run her hands over his naked body. He was truly magnificent. His shoulders were broad and his chest hard. Muscles were defined in his abdomen and she had to bite her lip to keep a moan at bay as she encircled his cock with her fingers, lifting it to wash gently. It was like she was in a trance, fascinated at the very size of him, the weight of his shaft in her hand, the memory of his cockhead battering the back of her throat blooming in her mind. What started out feeling like the softest velvet soon became a rod of steel as she stroked her hand up and down its growing length.

“Baby, unless you plan on having me wash you all over again, I suggest you stop.”

“Oh!” she said, jerking her hand away. “I-I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be,” he said, reaching to tilt her chin up with his finger. “I was planning on taking you in bed for the first time, but I have no problem changing my plan.”

It took her a moment to process his hint and then she smiled, moving to press her wet breasts against his slick chest, giving him a hug before she slowly turned around. Placing her hands against the tiled seat, she wagged her bottom. “I’ve never had shower sex before.”

“Now that’s a goddamn shame,” he said, running his hand across her flanks. “Spread your legs and lift your bottom for me. Put your face down on your hands.”

She eagerly obeyed and practically purred as he ran his fingers along her sex, spreading her labia open. Jane knew she was wet and not because of the water still sluicing over them. It seemed that just a look, a touch, a mere suggestion of what he’d do to her had her body instantly responding, readying itself for his possession. Still, when he replaced his fingers with his cock, she couldn’t contain a loud cry as he filled her.

“You-you don’t fit!” she said as her pussy stretched.

“Oh, believe me, I’ll fit,” he countered, his hands around her waist pulling her back against him. “Every single inch of my cock will be buried inside your tight little pussy.”

She was taught once again that doubting him only proved her wrong as inch by inch he sank into her. It was unlike anything she’d ever felt before. Every movement awakened nerve endings and set her body on fire. “Yes,” she moaned, pushing her hips up, offering him whatever he wanted. “Oh… oh, God, yes.”

Once he was balls deep, he stilled, leaning over to kiss the nape of her neck. When his teeth took a nip, she yelped and her pussy clenched. “That’s it, baby, hug my cock. I want to feel your sweet pussy squeezing it as I fuck you.”

And fuck her he did. He retreated and advanced slowly a few times, allowing her body to become accustomed to the invasion but soon he was pounding into her. He held her steady as he claimed her, each stroke having her give a cry, a gasp, a moan. His fingers fisted in her hair, pulling her head back, his mouth finding hers as he pumped in and out of her. He swallowed her cries, accepted her pleas for what she didn’t know but he seemed to understand.

“That’s it, Janie, come for me,” he demanded, moving to nip her earlobe, her neck, her shoulder. She was attempting to remind him that she couldn’t come from penetration alone when she realized that her body was coiling as he drove her to the precipice, and when he pushed deep, she learned that all it took to come was the right man. Her scream reverberated around the tiles followed by his bellow as his cock jerked again and again, filling her with his seed. The only thing that kept her from sliding to the floor was his arm around her waist… well, that and the fact that he’d yet removed his cock from her.

A slap to her ass had her yelping, her head turning back. “What was that for!”

“Some little girl lied on her questionnaire,” he teased, still stroking inside her though she could tell he was slowly softening.

“You can’t spank me for that, Daddy. I honestly didn’t believe I could come that way.” He grinned and she could only giggle, not the least bit sorry to learn she’d been wrong. It took another quick wash before he turned off the water and wrapped her in a huge bath towel. She sat on another counter as he combed her hair and blew it dry. Every minute was enjoyable, from the warm air wafting around her to the fact that he’d not bothered with his own towel. The view was even more outstanding than the one outside the window.

Lifting her from the counter, he tugged the towel away. “All right, little one. Go bend over the bed for Daddy,” he instructed with a pat to her bottom. “We’ll get you plugged and then go look for some of those cute panties.”

Blushing, unsure if it was with embarrassment or trepidation, she padded into the adjoining master bedroom and to the bed. Reaching it, she realized it was quite tall. Obeying him wouldn’t require kneeling. Instead, she lay her torso down on the thick duvet, watching him as he walked to a dresser and opened a drawer. Her throat tightened at seeing the object he removed, his fingers running over it as his other hand reached back into the drawer to remove a bottle.

“Reach back and pull your cheeks apart.”

She held her breath as her hands moved to do as he’d instructed. Gripping her buttocks, she pulled them apart as she buried her burning face into the duvet.

“Wider, baby girl. Daddy needs to see your little pucker in order to fill it.”

Oh, God! His words had her body clenching, and she knew that he’d see that she was becoming slick… again. Pulling her cheeks apart, she also knew that he’d see the most intimate part of her wantonly displayed. She heard the sound of a flip-top being clicked open and then gave a startled cry as a stream of cold lubricant hit the cleft of her bottom.

“Easy,” he said softly, his finger moving to spread the oil around her opening. “I’m going to push my finger inside to lube you. No, don’t clench, baby. Relax and push back. You know you can do this. Let Daddy in.”

It took all she had to obey, her arms trembling as she forced herself not to let go, to keep herself open. A moan filled the duvet as he slid a finger into her, her body jerking a bit at the invasion. He didn’t scold her for the movement. Instead, he continued to slowly fill her bottom and then to rotate his finger, spreading the lubricant deep inside her bottom, coating the walls of her passage.

“That’s my good girl,” he praised, steady strokes in and out of her anus coaxing it to relax, to prepare itself for something larger. “Remember how Dr. Harper said that you’d need a bit of training before I fuck your ass?”

Yes, she remembered quite vividly and now that she knew the size of his cock, had felt it filling her mouth and pussy, she simply couldn’t imagine it ever fitting into the small opening of her bottom. She didn’t answer, but nodded, her face still hidden by the bedcovering.

“Well, this is only a small plug, but we’ll increase in size until you’re more comfortable.”

---