Little Brats Kayla: Forbidden Taboo Erotica (3 page)

He let out a low, strangled groan, leaning back against her desk like his legs wouldn’t hold him, staring at her ass. Kayla bit her lip, using both hands to spread her cheeks wide, and used her muscles to tighten and relax her sphincter. She made her little rosebud wink at him, and her stepfather gasped, his cock straining to leap out of his boxers like he wanted to take her right then, right there.

“Say it,” she urged.
Wink, wink, wink.
Like a beacon, he followed it, taking a step closer. “Tell me how much you want to fuck my ass, Daddy.”

“Kayla, please.” His voice was strangled, but he took another step forward, hand outstretched, his cock bobbing in his shorts, as if it was made of iron and her ass was a magnet.

“Oh please, Daddy,” she whispered.
Wink. Wink.
“I want you to fuck my ass so bad. I’ve never had a cock in my ass before.”

“Oh fuck.” His hand brushed her skin. “My God, it’s so beautiful.”

“You can touch it.”
Wink.
“Go ahead, Daddy.”
Wink.
“I want you to.”
Wink.
“Just touch it…”

She moaned when he slipped a finger down the crack of her ass, stopping at the little pucker of her asshole. Now, when she flexed her muscles, she squeezed the very tip of his finger, trying to draw it in.

“Imagine how tight it is in there,” she whispered. “How hot and tight and dirty.”

It wasn’t entirely true. She’d showered and had thoroughly cleaned herself down there before she started dinner. But still, there was something dirty about the act, something forbidden and taboo. It made her wet just thinking about it.

“Oh Kayla.” His other hand moved over her cheek, pushing her hand out of the way. She let him knead her flesh, parting her ass cheeks, where she was still winking her hole at him. “God, I don’t think… I don’t think I can…”

She couldn’t believe he was going to turn her down, not now.

“It’s yours, Daddy.” She arched her back, pushing her ass fully into his hands. “I want to be your ass whore.”

“Holy fuck.” He swallowed, an audible click, and she moaned again when she felt his thumb pressing her asshole. “Baby, you’re so hot, you’re on fire.”

“I am.” She wiggled her ass in his hands. “I’m on fire for your cock in my ass. Please, please. Do you want me to beg? Do you want me on my knees?”

“Yes.” He slid his boxers down over his hips, that big, beautiful cock bobbing, pointed almost to the ceiling. “Bring your mouth over here first.”

She moved to obey, bringing her mouth to the side of the bed where his cock stood out hard and proud now. Opening wide, she took his erection between her lips, sucking him hard, pulling him in as deep as he would go, as she’d seen them do online. She had practiced giving head to Teddy—he liked that, at least, even if he didn’t like ass fucking.

Kyle groaned and bucked as Kayla slid off the bed to the floor, getting up on her knees to suck him. He tasted salty and she ran her tongue along the veins, around the spongy head, hearing him moan, feeling his hands move in her thick blonde hair. Using her best techniques, she wrapped her hand around the base, twisting as she sucked, keeping up a nice, steady rhythm, her eyes never leaving his.

Her stepfather moaned and stared at her, incredulous. Finally, with a low, strangled sound, he pulled her off his cock, looking down at her with a pained expression.

“Where in the hell did you learn that?” he asked, but when she opened her mouth to answer, he shook his head, sticking his cock back between her lips instead. “Don’t tell me, I don’t want to know.”

She greedily sucked on him some more, reveling in the taste of him, slipping a hand underneath to cup his balls. He seemed to like it when she did that, so she handled them gently, rolling them in her hands, lightly scratching them with her nails.

“So you want a cock in that little virgin asshole?” He murmured this as he pulled her head back, using her hair to keep her where he wanted. “You want Daddy’s cock in there.”

“Yes,” she breathed, nodding, eager. “Please.”

“Undress.”

He sat on the edge of the bed as she quickly got naked, sliding her skirt and panties down over her hips and peeling off her t-shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra—she really didn’t need one. She turned to face him, eager to begin, and saw the light in his eyes as he looked at her.

“Do you like me?” She smiled, running her hands down over her little breasts, her belly. Her pussy ached and she cupped her mound. Her lips were completely shaved, but she left a little bit of blonde hair at the very top.

“You’re a dream.” He held a hand out to her and she went to him. He positioned her between his thighs, running his hands over her body, exploring. She moaned when he thumbed her pink-tipped nipples. Her areolas were puffy, and probably half the size of her breasts themselves. Kyle was fascinated, taking his time, pinching them, making them purse and pucker, then sucking them between his lips.

“Oh Daddy,” she whispered, arching toward him, wiggling between his thighs. “I like that.”

Then he pulled her onto the bed, pressing her to her back and spreading her thighs with those big, rough mechanic’s hands.

“Hold your knees.” He pressed them back and she did as he asked, exposing herself completely to his gaze.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” he whispered, his breath warm on her belly as he leaned over to kiss her navel. Then he settled between her legs, holding her open with his palms, looking at her.

“Do you like it?” Kayla bit her lip, trying to see what he was doing.

“I’m going to eat you alive.”

She cried out when he lowered his mouth to her pussy. The man knew exactly what he was doing. She’d been eaten out before and she liked it, but Teddy didn’t like doing it very much. She usually had to straddle his face and suck his cock at the same time to get him to do it, which was hella distracting. It was hard to concentrate. But she’d never been eaten out like this before.

“Daddy! What are you doing?” she cried, as his tongue slipped lower, teasing her hole, while his fingers stayed at the top of her cleft, rubbing her clit. Then his tongue slipped lower still, surprising her so much she almost let go of her legs.

“Daddy! Are you… are you… Daddy! Are you licking my ass?”

“Mmmmhmmm,” he agreed, his tongue probing her little pucker.

“Oh. My. God,” she cried, wiggling, squirming. “That feels so funny… so… ohhhh!”

She’d played with her ass a lot, but this—this was something else altogether. It was like the first time someone had ever put their tongue on her clit. It sent her flying. She moaned and rocked her hips, spreading her legs wider for him, lost in sensation. His fingers moved back and forth, round and round, over and over her clit while he licked and sucked at her asshole. He buried his whole face in her ass, mouth, nose, tongue, and she couldn’t believe how good it felt.

“Oh, please,” she cried, everything swollen and throbbing between her thighs. “Oh God, you’re gonna make me come!”

And he was. He didn’t let up, licking and rubbing, relentless. His tongue fucked her asshole, darting in and out, his finger circling her clit, a fast, steady rhythm, determined to push her over the edge.

“Fuck! Daddy! Ohhhhhh!” Kayla screamed.

She’d had great orgasms before, but she’d never had one that made her actually scream. It was as if her whole body just gave in, let go of all its inhibitions, and finally released in a torrent of throbbing, sticky fluid, most of which ended up on Kyle’s face. He came up grinning, eyes alight.

“Now let’s get you ready for a cock in your ass.”

“I’m ready.” She moaned as he turned her over to her belly, pulling her by her hips so her ass rose into the air. “Oh please, I’m ready.”

“Not yet you’re not.”

She was soaking wet now from her back to her belly. Kyle continued to rub her puckered hole with his finger, making her push her face into the mattress. She bit at the comforter as he continued to tease her, just one finger. Tip first. Just up to the first knuckle. Then the second. Then his whole finger.

“Please!” she begged, feeling his finger twist inside of her. “I want your cock!”

“Patience,” he cautioned. “All in good time.”

She groaned when he stretched her with another finger, wiggling his way in. Then she felt something cold dribble down the crack of her ass and shivered. He still had the bottle of lube and was using it to make her even wetter. She didn’t even know that was possible.

“More,” she moaned, grinding back against him. Just two fingers. She could take way more than that. “Oh please, please. Daddy, I can take your cock. I promise.”

“Soon.” He moved between her thighs and she tensed, trembling.

This was it! He was going to do it!

“I’m going to slide inside you,” he murmured, slipping the head of his cock up and down her lubricated slit. “Just your pussy first, baby. Easy. Easy.”

She sighed in disappointment, but then moaned as his cock stretched her. Christ, he really was big! Her pussy clenched, squeezing him, but there was very little resistance. She was incredibly wet.

“Oh my God.” He gasped, hands gripping her hips. “Oh your pussy is so sweet. So tight. I can’t even imagine how tight your ass is going to be.”

“You don’t have to imagine.” She looked over her shoulder at him. “You can have it. Put it in. Go ahead.”

“Mmmm.” He nodded, but his hips moved, rocking and rolling, fucking her pussy with nice, long strokes. “Oh that’s good. Fuck, that’s so good.”

“Put your finger in it then.” Kayla clenched, winking her asshole at him again. “Please.”

He circled her rosebud with the pad of his finger, slowly slipping in while he fucked her. He moved his finger deeper, losing one knuckle, then the next, and all the while she clenched, grabbing him, pulling him in.

“Oh Daddy, I’ve waited so long,” she whimpered. “I’ve imagined it a hundred times.”

“Damn, you really do want it, don’t you?” he sounded incredulous as he started to push in another finger.

She easily took it, moving over his cock faster the more he gave her. She felt him place his fingers on her ass cheek to stop her from going too fast.

“Fuck that, I want more,” she begged, her ass pulsing around him as he inched the second finger in.

“You are an ass whore, now, aren’t you?” he laughed giving her ass a good smack this time.

“Yes!” It only spurred her on to move faster, take him in and out harder. She was ravenous, greedy to have him inside her virgin asshole. “I want to be your ass whore, Daddy. Make me your fucking little ass whore!”

“You asked for it.” He pulled his fingers out and pushed her off his cock, pressing her down on the bed, flat on her belly.

“What are you doing?” She glanced back at him as he straddled her thighs.

“Giving you what you asked for.” She felt his finger push back into her ass, hard, fast, and her body contracted over the invasion. Only, with him sitting on her thighs, she couldn’t move the way she wanted, to take it in, move it inside.

“I’m in control,” he informed her, his finger just resting inside her. “I’ll go slow. You tell me if you want me to stop. But you stay still, understand? You let me do it.”

“Yes,” she breathed, feeling his knee moving between her thighs, parting her legs. She hadn’t imagined it this way, flat on her belly. She thought it would be like the porn movies. “But Daddy, I’ve played with toys. I can take more.”

“I know you can,” he assured her as he parted her thighs with his, easing himself between them. “And you will.”

She trembled, grabbing and hugging her pillow. His hand moved up and down her slit, finding her quivering rosebud, first with his fingers, then with the head of his cock. She spread wider, arching, aching for him, but he wouldn’t let her press up and back, wouldn’t let her rise to meet him.

“It may hurt,” he warned. Kayla just moaned at bit her pillow. The head of his cock was spongy. The flesh gave, not like the toys she’d played with at all. It was almost as if her body was resisting him, although she wasn’t conscious of it. “Easy, now. Put your thumb in your mouth.”

“What?” She laughed.

“Trust me. Just do it.”

She did as he asked, sliding her thumb between her lips, tucking it behind her teeth. The act was soothing, and she felt her sphincter relax at that moment, just enough to let the head of his cock slip through that tight ring of muscle.

“Ahhhhh there it is,” he whispered, panting like he’d just undertaken a great effort. “Are you okay?”

“Mmmmhmm,” she agreed, her thumb still in her mouth. There was something satisfying about it, sucking gently with his cock head in her ass. Then the realization hit her. “Oh my God, Daddy, you’re in my ass!”

“Just the tip.” His arms trembled, holding his weight over her. “Can you take more?”

“Can I?” She grinned, trying to wiggle up toward him, but not getting far from this angle. “Hell yes!”

He chuckled, pressing his hips forward. Kayla gasped, eyes widening. So big! He felt huge inside her ass, stretching her. It stung a little, but it wasn’t pain exactly. It was a kind of slow burn that sent a wave of pleasure through her belly, making her whimper.