The Road to Sexual Deviance

 

 

 

 

At the age of six my father, the English Ambassador to the US, and mother were killed by an IRA firebomb.  After a lot of legal questions between the US and England about what to do with me it was decided that I was to quietly be placed in the New York adoption system and become an American citizen since I had no living relatives.  I was placed in a group home on the lower east side.  I graduated from high school at age 10 and started college. 

 

I came up in line to go into foster homes several times but each time I gave up my place to someone else.  I was one of the lucky ones in the system, I came from a loving, caring family, most kids in the system came from homes where they were abused from day one.  I grew up on a pretty even keel.  The facilitator of the home, Bill Braden, was one of the best the system has to offer.  He became my surrogate father.  He instilled good values, morals and self confidence in me.  He was there for me whenever I needed him.  He was the first person at the hospital after someone tried to rape me, then when I fought back he almost eviscerated me.  He was there encouraging me when I founded my own band.  He was at the concerts when we won a local nearby nightclubs battle of the bands five years running and could no longer compete.  He signed the contract for me to perform there weekly.  He was there when we did our videos and recordings for the club.  But most of all he was a good and kind man that I could look up to and who was always there when any of us in the home needed him.

 

At the age of 16 I found out my parents’ will had left me an immense trust fund.  It had paid for my room, board and college since I was six.  It had also gotten me my clothes and other things I needed.  My trust fund was overseen by a lawyer named Larry O’Grady; he had been one of my fathers’ business partners and friend.  He went over the terms of the trust with me and at 16 I was able to start receiving a small allowance from it each month to do what I wanted.

 

Now, there is something I should explain about what happens to you when you turn 18 in the child welfare system without getting adopted or finding permanent placement.  There are three options open to you.  First, you can go to a halfway house where you learn how to pay bills, budget money, get groceries, etc. Second, you may move on your own if you are in school or have a job.  Finally, you may share an apartment with a roommate.  It’s a sad commentary on the child welfare system that so many kids come out of the system without families.

 

At 17 I was in my final year of my Doctorate degree.  I had, through the college graduated from the NYPD police academy and was taking advanced police courses in my specialized area.  I was halfway through the fall semester when Mr. Braden and I were discussing my options after I graduated in May.  Several weeks later my lawyer met with Mr. Braden and myself.  He told us he had been looking for a guardian for me for quite a while and thought he had found someone.  He wanted me taken care of until I was 25 and got full control of my trust fund.

 

I looked at him then Mr. Braden, bewildered, “I thought we had decided I was going to move out on my own when I turned 18.”

Larry settled back into his chair, “Mickey, I want to make sure you are taken care of.  This way we will make sure you will learn how to live on your own.  Look, this is your choice entirely.  If you don’t want this I’ll drop it but is my way of taking care of you like your father wanted.  At least meet him then decide.”

I agreed to at least meet him to get the feel of him.  Larry gave me a folder of information on him then we all agreed to meet at the home on Friday to talk with him.

 

I looked at Mr. Braden after Larry left, “What’s going on?  I don’t need to learn to pay bills and all of that.  I know how to do it and with as many accountants as I have on the payroll I don’t need to.”

Bill shrugged and looked at me, “I don’t know either but I think it’s a good idea.  At least give it some thought.”

I then went back to my room, I’m the only one the in home with a private room since I’m the only female in a boys home thanks to a snafu because of my name, Michael James.  I then started reading the file.  His name is Michael Logan; he’s a detective with NYPD homicide out of the 27^th precinct  He’s 6’4”, hazel eyes, brown hair and has never been married.  He’s an Irish catholic who was born and raised in New York City.  He had read my lawyers ad in the paper and had applied.  He had an apartment on the upper west side with plenty of room.  He had gone through the whole battery of psychological tests and a background checks he was clean and a good candidate.

 

I thought over the proposal Monday and Tuesday.  Wednesday after I got out of class I stopped by Larrys’ office.  His secretary led me right into his office.  Larry was on the phone so he motioned for me to take a seat.  I sat down and waited.  When he got done on the phone he leaned back in his chair and smiled at me, “Have you read the file and thought about it?”

”Yes, that’s why I’m here.  If I decide I can get along with him and agree to this how fast can we get everything signed and through the courts?”

 

He got up and retrieved a file from the filing cabinet.  He then sat back down at his desk and pulled some papers out of it.  “Actually, all the paperwork is done.  It just needs your signature and that of a judge.  If you decide Friday that it’s alright by you we can be in front of a judge that afternoon and you can move in that night.”

I sighed, “That’s fast.”

”If you feel you and he can get along will you be willing to sign the papers?”

I shrugged, “Yes, but you have to realize that this is very hard for me.  I have lived there for 11 years, it’s my home.  It’s going to be hard for me to leave.  Mr. Braden is almost like a father to me.  It’s going to be hard to say good-bye.”

”I know, but come the end of May you would be saying good-bye.  I want to see that you are taken care of.  I promised you mom and dad that when you were born.  When they died it became my responsibility and I take it very seriously.  I wanted to find someone to make sure you are safe.  I think Mike is that person.”

After that he walked me through all the paperwork and what it meant.  Basically, it meant that Mike would become my legal guardian and I would live with him until I was 25 unless I decided after I turned 21 that I wanted to move out on my own.  Mike would receive some monetary compensation to help him with increased expenses.

 

When I got home that day I stared to pack up my room.  I figured if Larry was that keen on Mike I wouldn’t have a problem with him. 

 

Friday finally came.  Larry showed up with Mike and his lawyer.  Bill met with him first in his office for about 20 minutes to go over my file and other information.  Then Larry and I came in.  We went over a lot of things then Mike and I spent some time alone and talked for about an hour and a half.  I found him to be smart, funny, easy going and nice.  After Mike and I were done I talked with Larry and agreed to sign the papers.  Since I had my room all packed up Larry had some men who worked for him to come pick up my stuff and deliver it to Mikes’ apartment while we were in court.  Bill felt it would be best if I didn’t come back.  I left some stuff for a few of the kids there I knew well but didn’t say goodbye to anyone. 

 

Court was an in and out thing, no fuss no hassle.  Mike was granted temporary guardianship until a full determination would be made in six months.  After Court Larry took us all out to eat lunch.  The hardest part was saying goodbye to Bill as we were leaving.  I was truly going to miss him.  Larry gave Mike some money to go get me a bed, desk, furniture, etc., anything I needed.  When I walked in the front door of his apartment, for the first time in 11 years I was home.

 

 

…Two Months Later…

 

 

Living with Mike was easy, he was like a good friend.  He told me right off the bat that I could pretty much do what I wanted.  He said he wasn’t going to try to be a father figure to me, after 11 years in the system he said he figured I could take pretty good care of myself.

I met his family and co-workers.  Mike and I became the best of friends.  I could talk to him about anything.  We had a lot of fun together, having water fights, playing practical jokes on each other, picking on each other, etc.   When you come from the place I grew up in you don’t trust people very easily but I grew to trust him.

 

I didn’t have a curfew and could come and go as I wanted.  But when you are working on a doctorate and taking other classes you don’t have much personal time, I pretty much just go to school and study.  Mike does help me with my police science classes but the rest I was on my own with.  He not only helps me study, but goes over some of the cases he has worked with me step by step to give me some first hand knowledge of how police work is really done.

 

One of the first rules laid down when I moved in was I had the complete run of the apartment.  If there was something I wanted to look at, read or watch I could.  He said considering the subjects I studied in school that reading any dirty books or watching those kinds of movies couldn’t compare.

 

Mike and I have discussed sex a bit; mostly it was to make sure to practice safe sex and to protect myself from AIDS, but not a lot.  He knew my dedication to school and that I very rarely even.  What he didn’t know, also something I chose not to enlighten him about, is that I am still a virgin.  Part of the reason is school, but the other part had to do with the attempted rape.  When he attacked me I chose to fight back because my virginity was mine to give away not for some man with a hard-on to take forcibly from me.  I guess I am a bit of a late bloomer because until this year I really didn’t have much of a sex drive at all.  It used to be that I only got horny when I read or watched something that pushed my buttons.  Now I was noticing men and how they looked.  I found myself noticing that a lot of men have nice asses.  I found myself looking at them in a particular way-something I called ACF (ass, crotch, face and that was the order I looked too). I was horny all the time.  I was masturbating three or four times a week instead of once in a while.  But as for “going all the way”, the thought of it terrified me.  Besides, I hadn’t met a man yet that was special enough for me to give it to.

 

You learn real quick that living with a cop isn’t a normal life.  They work long hours and get called out late at night.  You end up spending a lot of time by yourself.  Mike calls from work a lot to check to make sure I get home alright.  On his day off he spends as much time with me as he can, he tries to make sure we do something special.  But like most people who care for a cop you can’t help but worry about him when he is on the job.  I have lost a lot of friends in my life and I don’t want to lose Mike as well. 

 

In December I went on Christmas break, which means I have a month off.  I started buying stuff for Mike for Christmas.  I bought him a bunch of small stuff but there was something special I bought for him.  You may have noticed that a lot of us that grow up on the lower east side sport real nice leather jackets.  Well, there is something special about those nice jackets-they are bullet proof.  When you grow up in a war zone you protect yourself the best you can.  I bought him two of them, a dress one for work and a biker jacket for off duty.

 

One night about three weeks before Christmas I was stretched out on Mike’s bed watching on of his x-rated videos, waiting for him to come home.  He has a large selection of movies, ranging from soft-core porn to the bizarre.  I was watching one of the more bizarre ones, an enema video when he came in.  He gave me a kiss on the forehead and ruffled my hair.  He then stripped down to his t-shirt and underwear then hung his suit up.  He then flopped down on the bed beside me.  “Whatcha’ watching?” 

 

I grinned, “One of your more bizarre videos.”

He looked at the TV and laughed, “Yeah, one of the art movies.”

”Art my ass, hard core smut!”

He laughed harder, “Alright, smut.”  We laid there for quite a while just watching the movie.  After a while he asked, “Why did you pick this movie?”

I shrugged, “Something different I guess.”  The real reason I was watching it was enema videos really push my buttons.  I leaned over and rested my head on his shoulder.

 

He draped one arm around my shoulders and we sat like that through the rest of the movie.  When it ended I got up and put a regular movie in and flopped back down on the bed.  I rested my head back on his shoulder.  About halfway through it I fell asleep.  It isn’t unusual for it to happen; it was many a night I fell asleep with him watching TV.  Some nights I fell asleep in here waiting for him to come home from work.  He never bothered to move me to my own room; he always let me sleep with him.  I always seemed to sleep better with him anyway; it reminded me of when I used to crawl into bed with mom and dad when I was small.

 

Several hours later I woke up snuggled close to his chest, wrapped tightly in his arms.  I untangled myself and went to the bathroom.  Before I got back into bed I flipped the TV off.  Hopping back into bed I snuggled back up to him.  He woke up and wrapped his arms back around me, “Everything alright?”

I snuggled up closer to him, “Fine, I just had to do the potty thing is all.”

He snuggled his face into my hair, “I like you sleeping with me.”

”Hmmm, I like sleeping with you too.”  We both then fell back to sleep for the rest of the night.

 

The following day was his day off.  We spent most of it doing general chores, getting groceries, paying bills, laundry, etc.  While we were out we had a nice lunch.  Finally, in the late afternoon we got home and got everything put away.  We then sat down on the sofa and started to fold and sort the laundry.  We laughed and joked the whole way through the usually dull chore.

 

After a while he looked at me and asked, “I was wondering about something, we bought you a new bed when you moved in but most of the time I find you asleep in mine.  Isn’t your bed comfortable or is it something else?”

 

I smiled and blushed a bit, “Something else.  My bed is fine, I usually fall asleep in yours because that way I either hear you come in or feel you get into bed and I know you’ve come home safe, do you understand that?”

 

He smiled, “Yes, I understand.  I’m flattered by your concern for me.  Doesn’t it bother you to sleep with me?

I shook my head, “No, I feel very safe sleeping with you.  It reminds me of when I was small and my mom and dad were still alive.”

He reached over and ruffled my hair, “I’m glad you feel that comfortable with me.”

I looked over at him, “Does it bother you having me sleep with you?”

He laughed, “Not at all.  It’s kinda’ nice to have someone to snuggle up to at night.  I don’t know if you lawyer would approve but I was going to suggest, if you were comfortable with it, for you to sleep with me every night, if you want to that is.”

 

I smiled, “I like that idea.  What Larry doesn’t know won’t hurt him.”

 

“Alright.  I have another question for you, you never go out on dates, don’t you ever get asked out?”

 

“I get asked out a lot but none of the guys who have asked me out interest me.  Part of it is I spend most of my time studying.  You don’t get to where I am in school my sitting in class and looking pretty, you get there by working your tail off then growing another one and working it off as well. The way I figure it, after I graduate in May I will have plenty of time for that.  I’ll still be a teenager.”

He nodded, “I understand that.  Everyone who criticizes the younger generation for being worthless hasn’t met you.”

I shrugged, “We aren’t all slackers and party animals.”

We finished folding the laundry and put it away.  We then went to fix supper, actually Mike cooked I just help.  I never learned to cook.  Mike is trying to teach me but it’s a hopeless cause, cooking isn’t one of my talents.  But he is an excellent cook. 

 

After supper we did dishes.  We always do them together, he washes and I dry.  While I was putting them away I said, “I notice that you don’t go out much either.”

He laughed, “Despite what Phil might tell you I wasn’t all that much of a ladies man before you moved in.  Since then I try and spend my days off with you.  Besides, you’re more interesting than any of the women I’ve gone out with.”

 

I smiled,” Thanks.  I like spending time with you too.  You’re a lot more interesting than any of the idiots who have asked me out.  All they seem to be interested in is the package.”

 

He finished cleaning out the sink and leaned back against it, looking at me, “Is that part of the reason that you don’t date?”

”Part of it.”  I put the last of the dishes away and turned to look at him.  “Look Mike, I graduated from high school at 10.  I’m going to graduate from collage at 17.  I speak seven languages and write 10.  To sit with some guy and talk about rock groups or video games, let alone spend the night fending off roaming hands is not my idea of a good time.  I want to go out with someone I can have an intelligent conversation with.  Guys my age aren’t even close to my level.  And in all honesty I could care less about sex.  I can take care of that myself.”

He laughed, “That’s blunt and to the point and I can understand it.  So, it’s older guys you would rather go out with?”

”Yes, I can have a nice time with them.  But they don’t ask me out because I’m too young.”

”We get along fine and I’m older.”

I shrugged, “Sure, we have a lot in common.  We have a lot of the same interests and likes.”

”Hypothetically, if we met somewhere and I asked you out, would you?”

I laughed, “Yes, you would be just my type.”

He laughed too.  “You would be just my type as well.”

We then straightened up the apartment.  When we finished we went to my room and played some video games on my computer until around midnight.  After that we both got ready for bed.  I changed in my room and then went into his.  He had changed into the gym trunks he wore to bed, put a movie in, and arranged the pillows down at the foot of the bed and was laying on his stomach watching TV.  I flopped down beside him.

 

After a while I got bored with the move and started poking on him.  He started poking back and soon we were wrestling around on the bed.  It didn’t take him long to get me pinned flat on my back; he was over a foot and almost 80 pounds on me.  He grinned down at me, “Give?”

 

“Give!” I squealed, laughing.

 

He was about to get off me when he looked into my eyes and quit smiling.  I looked up into his beautiful hazel eyes.  He was so handsome.  He moved one hand up and stroked my hair then bent down and kissed me.  I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck.  He lay down on top of me and deepened the kiss.  I started to run my fingers through his thick, brown hair.  He moved his lips off of mine and started kissing the side of my face, moving down until he was kissing my neck.  “I groaned and arched my neck.  I loved it!

After several minutes he pulled his mouth off and looked down at me, “Do you want me to stop?”

”No,” I moaned softly, “I love it.”

 

He started to kiss my neck again.  Pulling his hand out of my hair and reaching down he started to fondle my breasts through my shirt.  I groaned loudly, no man had touched me like this ever.  He moved up higher on my neck, just under my ear and said softly, “Mickey, you are so beautiful.  Let me make love to you.  Please?”

I wanted him too, I dreamed about him at night.  But I was scared.  “I don’t know Mike.”  I said softly.

 

He rolled off of me and lay on his side, facing me.  He pulled me tight to his chest and started to stroke my hair.  Looking deep into my eyes he said, “I’m not going to pressure you into anything you don’t want to do.  Do you want me to make love to you?”

 

I started to run my fingers through the thick pelt of hair on his chest then said softly, “Yes, I do.”

”Alright, what’s stopping you then?”

I sighed, “Mike, if we do this our whole relationship is going to change, and we both know that.”

He kissed me again, “I know baby.  But that has happened anyway.  When you started falling asleep in here everything changed.  The reason I didn’t move you back into your room or wake you up is I like having you sleep with me.  I like feeling you wrapped in my arms.  I started looking at you differently after that.  You’re the type of woman I have been looking for all of my life.  I’ve never seen you as a teenager or a kid.  You’re smart, funny and so beautiful.  I don’t want to just make love to you; I want to have you all to myself.  Mickey, I’ve fallen head over heels in love with you.”

I looked deep into his eyes and sighed, “I’ve falling in love with you too.  You’re everything I’ve ever wanted in a man.  None of the men who have asked me out can compare to you.”

He leaned over and kissed me tenderly, “If we do take this relationship a step further are you willing to deal with the consequences?  I know I am.”

 

“Yes.” I replied softly, still looking up at him.

 

He smiled at me and stroked the side of my face.  “That makes me very happy.  I’ll make you deliriously happy Mickey, I promise you.”

 

I smiled back at him, “You already do Mike.”

He laughed, “Thanks.  Is there some other reason you’re nervous about making love?”

Looking down I blushed a bit, “I’m not nervous, I’m terrified.”  I said softly.

 

He pulled me tight to his chest.  “Baby, you’re the last person in the world that I would ever hurt.  I want it to be special.  I’m not going to be rough about it.”

”Mike, that’s not it.  I know you would be the last person in the world that would hurt me.”

”What is it then?”

”I’m still a virgin.”  I whispered softly.

 

He propped himself up on one elbow and looked at me, mouth agape, “No shit?”

”No shit.”  I said, grinning at him.

 

“As beautiful and desirable as you are and you’re still a virgin?  Why?”

 

“For many years all I had was my body.  I fought off a man with a knife to hold onto what was mine.  I might be what could be termed a romantic because I’ve always wanted to give it to someone I truly care about.  I want it to be special.  But I’m scared because I’ve heard the first time really hurts.  Mike, I’ve seen you naked and you aren’t exactly small.”

 

He kissed me tenderly again.  “Baby, I’ll be as gentle as I can.  I want to make your first time wonderful.  If you want to stop, say so and I’ll stop.”

I reached up and touched the side of his face tenderly, “Mike, make love to me.”  I said to him softly.

 

He smiled at me, “I want you to know I understand what a special gift you’re giving me and how much it means to me that you find me special enough that you want to give me after you’ve held onto it for so long.”

”I can’t think of anyone more special Mike.”

He started kissing me again.  I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back.  His lips on mine were sending sparks of electricity through my entire body.  He reached under my nightshirt and started fondling my breasts gently.  After several minutes he reached down and skinned my shirt off and pulled me tight to his chest.  I could feel his chest hair crushed up against my sensitive skin.  He murmured to me, “Baby, your skin is so soft.”

I just moaned softly.  I’d never let any man touch me like this before and I was loving every minute of it.

 

He started to run his hands up and down my now naked rib cage.  He gently pushed me over onto my back then started to kiss down my neck to my chest.  Gently, he took one of my breasts into his mouth and started to lick and suck on it until the nipple was a hard little pebble.  He then moved to the other one and did the same thing. Then, he started to kiss and lick his way down my ribcage to my stomach down to the waistband of my panties.  He was really turning me on big time!  I could feel the juice running out of my pussy, drenching my panties, the smell from it was strong enough that I could smell it. 

 

When he reached my panties he lay down beside me on his back and pulled his shorts off.  Snuggling up to me close as he could he reached over and grabbed my right hand.  He put it on his chest, “I know from what you’ve told me that you haven’t had much of any experience with this so why don’t you just touch me wherever you want to get used to me.”  He put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer to him, resting his cheek on top of my head.

 

I rolled over onto my side and stared to run my fingers through the hair on his chest, occasionally running my fingertips lightly across his rapidly stiffening nipples.  Then I ran my hand down his rock hard, furry stomach to his pubic hair.  Running my fingers through it I fluffed it out a bit.  Then I ran my hand down his hard muscled thigh, I let it linger there for several minutes, mostly because I was nervous about touching his cock.  I had never touched a man’s privates before.  As I touched him I watched his cock grow until it was fully erect and drops of pre-cum were dripping out the slit.  Finally, I reached up and ran my finger lightly along the slit then down and around the head of it.  I heard him groan as I touched the sensitive underside of it.  Then I ran my finger down the whole length of his hard cock, feeling the taut, smooth skin.  Then I drug my finger lightly across the wrinkly skin of his balls, feeling the crinkly hairs there brush against my finger.

 

When I finished exploring with my finger I reached up and wrapped my hand around his now throbbing cock and started moving it up and down.  I looked up into his now sweaty face, knowing it was taking a supreme amount of self control on his part not to have shot his load by now.  “Am I doing alright?”  I asked, softly.

 

Smiling, he said, “You’re doing just fine.”

I continued for several more minutes, gradually increasing the speed of my hand,.  After several minutes of this Mike reached down and grabbed a hold of my hand, stopping it.  He leaned over and kissed me.  “I needed you to stop or I was going to cum.  Give me a few minutes to cool down.”  He pulled me tight to his chest and kissed me again, holding me close.

 

I snuggled deeper into his chest and held onto him.  He wrapped his arms tightly around me.  I looked up into his face and smiled a bit, “Tell me what you like to do, sex wise.”

He grinned a bit, “Well, I love getting head.  I also love eating pussy.  I like it when a woman talks dirty to me during sex and I like talking dirty to them.  I like rough sex and anal.  Role-playing is also fun, you know, dressing up and acting out fantasies.”

 

I smiled at him a little bit, “Is that all?  I’ve noticed that you have an awful lot of enema videos. That push any of your buttons?”

He smiled sheepishly, “Yes, I like it.  Does that bother you?  Does any of what I’ve said bother you at all?”

 

I shrugged, “of course not.”

 

“Are you willing to get a little bit adventurous, sex-wise?  Not this time but maybe at some time in the future?  Or would you rather just wait and play it by ear?”

”I think I am willing to at least try, as long as it doesn’t involve pain.”

He leaned down and kissed me softly again, “Baby, I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you.”  Looking down at me, he smiled, “Tell me the truth, why were you watching the enema video the other night?”

Grinning a bit sheepishly and blushing slightly I mumbled, “Alright, I’ll confess, it pushes my buttons a bit.”

He nuzzled his face into my hair.  “Hmm, a woman after my own heart.”

I started running my fingers through the hair on his chest.  “If you tell me how to do it, I’ll suck your cock.”

 

“You don’t have to do it to make me happy Mickey.  You don’t have to do ANYTHING you don’t want to do.”

”I want to, especially if you’ll do the same for me when I’m done.” I said looking up at him, blushing a little bit.

 

Grinning widely he looked down at me, “Of course I will.”

He rolled over onto his back and I moved down to where my head was level with his hips.  His cock was still rock hard and throbbing, pre-cum still dripping out of the slit of it.  He reached down and grasped it at the base, holding it upright.  “Alright Baby, first just run your tongue all over the head of it.”

I moved over and started to run my tongue up and down the piss slit then all over the head, especially around the sensitive groove under the head.  I had never done this before but I had read plenty of dirty books so I had a pretty good idea of what I was doing.

 

After several minutes of this he said, his voice husky and a bit deeper, “Alright, take as much of it down you throat as you can and start to move your mouth up and down.  Run your tongue around the head on the way up.”

I lowered my mouth as far down on his cock as I could without gagging on it.  Mike moved his hand up to where my mouth stopped.  I started to move it up and down on his dick, gradually moving it faster and faster.  My mouth soon had him writhing and squirming around on the bed and moaning loudly.  While I was doing this I reached down and started massaging his balls lightly.  After several minutes I felt them tighten and draw up slightly.  Mike put his hand on top of my head, moaned loudly and said, “That’s it baby, I’m going to cum!”

A few seconds later I could feel his cock start to pulse and throb then his cum start to spurt into my mouth.  I kept swallowing it until he quit cumming then I pulled my mouth off and wiped away what had dribbled down my chin, looking at him.

 

He lay there, still, for several minutes, panting, chest heaving, trying to catch his breath and gather his wits.  I crawled back up by him and lay down, resting my head on his shoulder.  He looked over at me and smiled then kissed me softly.

I smiled up at him, “Did I do alright?”

”Alright? It was fan-fucking-tastic!”  He groaned.  Pulling me tighter to him he said, “Give me a couple more minutes to catch my breath then I’m going to make you feel as good as you just made me feel.”

 

They way my head was resting on his shoulder I could hear his heart pounding a loud tattoo in his chest.  All along, since the day I had moved in with him he had made me very happy but not as happy as I was at this moment, laying here next to him, wrapped tightly in his arms.

 

When he caught his breath and got his blood pressure back to normal he gently pushed me onto my back then skinned my now dripping panties down my legs and off, tossing them onto the floor.  He then spread my legs apart and got between them and lay down on his stomach, propping my legs on his shoulders.  He noticed that I don’t have any hair at all on my pussy and grinned, looking up at me. “Do you always shave or is this something special?”

I laughed, “I never grew any hair there, that is the way I always am.”

He bent his head down and started to run his tongue up and down the outside of my pussy.  After several minutes he reached up and spread my lips open with two fingers then started to tongue bathe my clit.  When his tongue touched my sensitive clit a jolt of electricity coursed through my entire body.  His tongue felt wonderful.  He then really went to work licking and sucking on it.  Mike really knew what he was doing because it didn’t take him long before he had me writhing on the bed and on the verge of coming.  Just before I was about to that point he pulled his mouth off and gave me a few minutes to cool down then went back to work on it.  The juice was running out of me like a steady stream.  This time while he was working on my clit he wet his finger with my juices and eased it into my pussy.  He stared to stretch me out slowly, moving it in and out, wiggling it around.  When I was used to the one finger he slowly stared to insert a second one.  The whole time he kept working his tongue on my clit.  I was moaning and groaning loudly.  I had reached down and was running my fingers through his hair, telling him how great it felt and not to stop.

 

He brought me to the brink several times but each time he would pull his mouth off just before I came.  He then inserted a third finger, working them in and out.  He then re-doubled his efforts on my clit.  This time when I got close to coming he didn’t pull his mouth off.  Instead he worked his tongue harder and pushed his fingers as far up my pussy as he could, the very tips of them touching my still intact hymen.  Then I came, hard.  Mike kept working on my clit the whole time I was coming.  When I finished he licked all up and down my dripping pussy.  He pulled his fingers out and licked all around the opening then moved it down and started to rim my asshole.  That felt wonderful.  He was getting me turned on all over again.

 

After several minutes of this he pulled his mouth off and moved back up beside me.  Reaching over to the bedside table he grabbed a towel then wiped his mouth and face off.  When he finished he pulled me tight to him and kissed me.  “How did that feel?”

 

I groaned, “It felt marvelous.  Better than I ever thought it would.”

He smiled at me, “I aim to please.  Would you like to try and have sex?  If it hurts too much or you get scared and want to stop just say so and I’ll stop.”

I snuggled up closer to him, wrapping my arms around his neck.  “Yes, I would like to try.”

He gently rolled me over onto my back and lay on top of me.  Kissing me he caressed my face softly.  He then got up on his knees between my spread legs.  Then he grasped my hips and pulled me closer to him.  Leaning over me, propping himself up on one elbow.  With his other hand he grabbed a hold of his rock hard cock and rubbed it up and down my still dripping slot.  When he had the head of it really wet he started to ease it into my aching cunt.  Even with him using his fingers earlier if didn’t loosen me up much, it was a tight fit for his dick and it hurt a little bit.  Mike eased it in a little at a time, going very, very slowly.  Every so often he would stop and hold still for several minutes, giving me a chance to stretch out a little bit and get used to him.  He kept this up until the head of his cock touched my hymen.  He then pulled out slightly and started to move in and out, slowly.  On each in stroke the head of his cock would touch my hymen but not break it, just stretching it slightly with each stroke.

 

I looked up at his face.  His hair was saturated with sweat; it was running down his face in rivulets.  He was concentrating hard on making sure he wasn’t hurting me.  I wrapped my arms tighter around his neck.  He looked at me and smiled.  “Doing OK Baby?”

I smiled up at him, “Feels great.” 

 

He bent down and kissed me softly.  “That’s how it’s supposed to feel.  Hold on tight, I’m going to push it all the way in.  It’s probably going to hurt a little bit but after that I’ll guarantee it’s going to really start feeling good.”

 

He kept moving in and out but not breaking my hymen.  It was starting to feel really good, making me moan louder.  Then, when I wasn’t tensed up or nervous he pushed his cock all the way in, breaking my hymen.

 

It really hurt!  I bit my bottom lip to keep from crying out.  Mike held still, letting me get used to him and the pain subside.  He kissed me and stroked my hair softly, “It’s all over.  Now I’m going to make it feel so good that you’re going to forget all about how much it hurt.”

We kissed and stroked each other for several minutes until the pain let up then he started moving in and out again.  Slowly at first, letting me get used to him and letting the raw feeling subside then picking up speed.  He was right, the way he was making me feel made me forget all about the earlier pain.

 

I started running my hands up and down his back, urging him to fuck me harder. He did until he was pounding into me.  At the rate he was going it didn’t take long before both of us came, hard.

We snuggled for several minutes afterwards.  “Did you like that baby doll?  Did it feel good?”  He asked nuzzling me softly.

 

I smiled at him, “Mike, it was wonderful.  You were wonderful.  I love you.”

He smiled back at me, “I love you too.  Very much so.  Now, lay there and I’m going to go get a wet washcloth and clean the both of us up.”  He kissed and got off the bed and headed to the bathroom.  A couple minutes later he came back, he had already cleaned himself up.  Sitting down next to me he washed the blood off my thighs and crotch, there wasn’t much but there was some.  When he was done he snuggled up close to me and held me tightly.  Kissing me on the top of the head he stroked my hair softly.  “You know, you’re the first virgin I’ve been to bed with.”

 

I chuckled a little, “Well, you’re the first man I’ve been to bed with.  I think we both did pretty well considering how much we both enjoyed it.”  We snuggled together tighter and soon fell asleep.

 

We woke up later and made love again.  I still felt a little raw but it didn’t really hurt this time, as a matter of fact it felt wonderful.  Mike was a very attentive lover; he made sure it felt as good for me as it did for him.  We tried a couple of new positions, me on top and doggy style.  Both were great.

 

I woke up the nest morning snuggled tight to his naked chest.  He woke up a couple minutes after I did.  He smiled at me then kissed me, “Good morning Baby Doll.”

”Morning.”  I said through a yawn.

 

“I hope you’re not having second thoughts about last night.”

I laughed, “Not a one.  I enjoyed it as much as you did.”

We got up after that and headed to the bathroom.  We took a shower together then got dressed and went out to the kitchen.  Mike cooked us a huge breakfast, both of us were famished.  While we were eating we talked.

 

“So,” I said between mouthfuls of food, “tell me about what kind of role-playing you like.”

He smiled, “Alright, but only if you tell me about what you like or want to try.”

”Ask and I’ll answer.  But you go first.”

”Alright,” he said, shifting a little bit in his chair, “I like playing an authority figure, a school principal, teacher, father, etc. and have the female dress up like a school girl, you know, saddle shoes, knee socks, school uniforms (preferably a shirt outfit), pig tails or a pony tail.  Either that or the outfit of a real young girl.  You know, frilly dresses and patent leather shoes.

 

“I to act out different scenarios, you know, start out with something like she had done something wrong and let the scene go where it may or like with the little girl scenes, normal daily care, you know, taking baths, sitting on my lap, playing horsey, etc..  Look, this is always between adults.  I have no sexual feelings towards…”

 

I held up my hand, “Mike, you don’t have to finish that.  I know that this has nothing to do with a sexual desire for children.  It’s play acting for sexual fulfillment, nothing more, nothing less.  Whatever two consenting adults do in their bedroom is perfectly alright.”

 

Mike nodded, “Alright.  Does any of what I’ve said upset or repulse you?”

I smiled at him, “not at all.”

She smiled back at me, “Alright, would you like to role-play sometime?”

”Sure.”

”You’re turn.”

”Ask me what you want, I’ll answer.”

”About enemas, do you like to give or receive?”

”I’ve never actually had one but fantasy-wise, it’s always been receiving.”

”Alright, how do you feel about anal sex?”

I smiled, “Would love to try it.”

”How about sex that’s a little hard and rough?”

 

”Fine, as long as it doesn’t involve pain.”

He smiled at me, “You have very progressive views about sex for someone who was (a) virgin up until last night.”

I laughed, “College psych classes will do that for you.”

He laughed with me, “I love educated women!”

After we finished breakfast we did dishes then went out to run a few errands we didn’t get to the day before.

 

When we finished doing what we had to do I had him stop at a little shop I knew of.  I bought a lot of my stage costumes there.  It specialized in theatrical costumes of all kinds.  If you want something, they have it.

 

Mike looked around and asked me, in a low voice, “What are we doing here?”

”Well, I figured with what we talked about this morning you could pick out a few costumes that we could have fun with.”

Mike grinned, “Alright!”  He picked me out a catholic school girl uniform complete with saddle shoes, a little frilly dress, diapers, frilly underwear, tights and patent leather shoes.  He also picked me out a hooker outfit.

 

After we left the costume shop he took me to a lingerie shop and bought me a bunch of very sexy stuff.  We then went out and had a nice lunch.

After lunch I had to stop by the university to pick up some files, and then we headed for home.  When we got there I put the clothes up and sat at my computer for the next 2 ½ hours inputting the information from the files.  Then I worked on organizing everything.  

 

After a while Mike came in and sat down beside me and watched.  “Boy, I’m glad you understand how to use one of those contraptions because I sure don’t”

 

I laughed, “It’s a while lot easier than doing it by hand.  It’s easier to find a file this way than a normal filing system>”

We talked for a while longer about this and that then Mike went out to fix supper while I finished up the paperwork.”

After supper we watched TV for a while until around 11 PM when we decided to head to bed.  I grabbed my nightgown and headed to Mikes room.  He had already gotten out of his clothes and way lying on the bed.  I started to strip.  When I got to my panties Mike spoke up, “Why don’t you just shuck those and come to bed?”

 

I eased them down my legs and kicked them aside then hopped into bed and snuggled up close to him.  “Hmmm, this is nice.”

 

He kissed my forehead, “I know, I figured you changing into a nightgown would be a waste of time since they would be coming off pretty soon anyway.  Besides, it’s more fun to snuggle up naked.”

We started kissing and caressing each other and very soon were both extremely turned on.  Mike had me get up on all fours and he got up on his knees behind me then started to ease his cock into my waiting pussy.  He shoved every inch of his big cock into me and started to move it in and out, gradually picking up speed until he was hammering into me.  When he was moving at the speed he wanted he then reached underneath me and started to rub my clit.  But like last night when I was close to cumming he would stop.

 

Soon I was pushing back onto him, trying to drive him further up my aching cunt.  “Oh God Mike!  Fuck me harder, please!”

 

He chuckled, “You got it baby!”  He then started to pound into me harder.  “You like my big, fucking cock don’t you?  Tell me how much you want me, how much you want it.”  He gave me a light slap on the ass.

 

I groaned, the light slap was a turn on, “Oh God Mike, I want as much of your big cock as you can give me and as hard as you can give it to me.  Fuck me so hard I won’t be able to sit down for a week!”

”You’re going to get everything you asked for and more.”  He continued fucking me as hard as he could and I loved every minute of it and begged him for more.  Several minutes later he bent over, rested his chest on my back, balancing himself on his palms, continuing to pound into me.  I could feel the sweat run off him and drip onto my back.  He then started to kiss the back of my neck.  “I love your tight, hot cunt.  But you know what I want now?  I want to fuck your tight, hot, virgin asshole.  You want to feel my hot cock up your ass?”

The thought of his big cock shoved all the way up my ass sent fresh jolts of electricity to my pussy.  I looked back at him, “Yes, but please be careful so it doesn’t hurt.”

 

He kissed the side of my face, “Of course.”  He pulled his cock out and started to rub it up and down my asscrack, wetting my asshole with my juices.  When he felt my tight hole was lubed up enough he put his cock to the entrance and started to ease it in.

I gritted my teeth; it hurt as the muscles started to stretch out.  Mike eased it in slowly until every inch of it was buried up my ass.  He held still for a few minutes, letting me get used to him, and then started to fuck me.  Slowly at first, then gradually picking up speed until he was pounding into me as hard as if it was my pussy.

 

The sensation was wonderful.  The pain I felt at first was well worth the feelings I was getting now.

He pounded into me for a good 20 minutes then he groaned loudly and pulled out, trying not to cum.  “Roll over onto your back and prop yourself up against the headboard.”

I did as he said and spread my legs.  He was propped on one elbow with his legs spread apart, jerking on his cock.  “Play with yourself; I want to watch you and you to watch me.”

I reached down and started to rub my clit.  I knew as horny as I was it wasn’t going to take long for me to come and from the look in Mikes’ eyes I doubted it would take him long either.  I knew it had taken a supreme effort on his part to hold out as long as he did.  It only took a couple minutes for me to cum.  When I was done I lay there and watched him continue to jerk on his big cock.  In a couple more minutes he threw his head back, groaned loudly and cum started to shoot out the head of his dick.

When he finished he crawled back up to the head of the bed and pulled me tight to him.  He kissed me tenderly, “You’re the best Baby.”

 

“Hmm, you too.”

He reached down and pulled the blanket over us and we fell asleep in each others arms.

 

The next morning I heard Mike get out of bed and take a shower then get ready for work.  He came in, woke me up and gave me a kiss good-bye before he left.  After that I fell back to sleep, I was exhausted from the night before.

 

It was early afternoon before I finally crawled out of bed.  I took a shower then went to find something to eat.  I spent most of the day relaxing on the sofa, watching TV.  I was just tired but not sore like I thought I would be.

 

As the afternoon wore on,  an idea dawned on me.  First, I realized that I couldn’t get enough sex from Mike.  It was fantastic.  When Mike called and said that for a change he was going to be home on time, I then got up and dressed up in the schoolgirl outfit then dirtied up the apartment a little bit, just enough to make it look messy.  When I saw him pull his car into the garage next door I turned the channel to MTV and cranked it up.  Makes hates MTV with a passion but for the purpose I was shooting for it would work.

 

I heard him come in and put his gun up in the kitchen.  Then he yelled, “What in the hell happened?  The place is a disaster.”  I heard him walk into the living room and stand behind the sofa.  “What happened?”  He then took the remote and turned the volume way down.

 

“Nothing, now turn it back up.  I was listening to that.”

He came around the sofa and looked at the outfit I was wearing and smiled a little then said, “No, you know I can’t stand that shit.”

I looked at him, “So?”

 

“You made a mess of this place.  What are we going to do about it?”
 

I shrugged, “You could clean it up if you’re so worried about it.”

He took his jacket and tie off, tossing them onto the nearby chair then crossed his arms across his chest.  “Why should I clean up a mess you made?”

I shrugged again, “You’re the one worried about it.”  I grabbed the remote and cranked the volume back up.

He grabbed it from me and shut the TV off.  “You know the rules; if you want to watch that crap you do it in your room.  As a matter of fact, why don’t you go to your room until I decide what I want to do about this mess.”

 

I stomped off to my room but I noticed the bulge in the front of his pants.  I slammed my door behind me.  Grinning I kicked the saddle shoes off, they were killing my feel, I also dumped the blazer over my desk chair.  I stuck an Ozzy CD into the player and ranked it up loud, not loud enough to bother the neighbors, just Mike, since he absolutely hates Ozzy.  I flipped the TV on and flopped on the bed.  I knew it was only a matter of minutes before Mike came in, he says Ozzy is like fingernails on a blackboard to him. 

 

Five minutes later he came into my room.  He had changed into raggedy jeans and an old t-shirt.  His growing erection was clearly visible.  The first thing he did was turn the power off to my stereo.

 

“Hey!  I was listening to that.”

”But I don’t want to.  I don’t understand how you can listen to that shit and watch TV at the same time.”

”It’s easy.  Look, you told me if I want to watch or listen to my music to come into my room.  When I do that you come in and shut it off.  What do you want from me?”

”Right now I want to talk to you.  You have been spoiled, rotten brat for the last couple weeks.  I don’t know what to do with you anymore.”

 

I shrugged, “I don’t feel like I’ve done anything wrong.”

”I had to take you out of public school because you were getting into so much trouble.  I put you into a catholic school hoping that would straighten you out but you’re still getting into trouble.  I got another call from the dean today saying you’ve been cutting class again.  What am I suppose to do with you?”

 

“Spend more quality time with me.”  I said, sarcastically.

 

“I don’t need your smart-ass comments.”  He said mildly.  I could tell by the look on his face that he was enjoying this game as much as I was.

 

“What do you want from me?”

”I want you to straighten up and not get into anymore trouble.”

”Not a chance.  I’m not doing anything that wrong.  Just having some fun is all.”

”Well, everyone else seems to think what you’re doing is wrong.  I’m sick and tired of getting calls from the school about you.  Now all I have to do is figure out an appropriate punishment for you, again.  Grounding you, taking away your TV and stereo, extra chores-none of it has worked.”

I looked at him and smiled, “What are you going to try this time, spanking me?  That isn’t going to work.  My friend Sallys’ mom swears up and down that the reason she is bad is because she’s constipated so she gives her an enema.  Want to try that?  I can guarantee it isn’t going to work either.  I’m going to do what I want no matter what you say or do.  You can’t stop me.”

I could see his eyes start to twinkle.  “We’ll see about that.  You just stay in here until I come and get you.”  He then walked out and shut the door firmly behind him.

 

About 45 minutes later he came back in and told me it was supper time.  I followed him out to the kitchen and sat down at the breakfast bar.  We ate supper in silence.  After we finished eating and did the dishes Mike had me clean up the ‘mess’ I had made, after a short argument and a playful swat on the ass, then sent me back to my room to wait for him.  I flipped the TV on, flopped back onto my stomach on the bed and waited for Mike to see what he had come up with.

 

After about an hour later he came in.  He had shucked his shirt but was still wearing the jeans.  He pulled the chair out and straddled it, resting his elbows on the back and his chin on his hands.  I looked at him, “So?  What brilliant idea have you come up with as a punishment for me, that won’t work I might add.”  I said, sarcastically.

 

He grinned wickedly at me, “Oh, it’s going to work this time.  I’ve been thinking about it and the way I figure it you’ve been getting into trouble because you have too much free time on your hands and way too much energy.  I’ve come up with a way to eliminate both problems.  But first we’re going to discuss your punishment for destroying the apartment, skipping classes and your attitude problem.  First, you’re grounded for two weeks.  You will come straight home from school and stay here; you’ll also not be allowed to use the phone that includes incoming calls from your friends.  Second, you’re going to get a spanking then we’re going to give you an enema.”  He looked into my eyes and said, “Maybe this will teach you to quit baiting me and cut the sarcasm. Also quit being a smart-ass and to keep your big mouth shut, it not only gets you into trouble, it gives me ideas.”

 

I sat up on the edge of the bed, facing him.  I looked him dead in the eye.  “Alright, whatever.  What about the other part?”

 

He chuckled, “I’m going to keep you exhausted so you’re too tired to get into any trouble.”

”And just how do you propose to do that?”

He shifted in the chair a little and chuckled.  “I’ve caught you in here enough times with boys that I know you’re having sex.  Hell, I’ve caught you in flagrante delecto several times.  Because of all the problems I’m having with you I can’t go out any more.  Hell, I have to come straight home from work because I never know what you’re up to.  You’re getting your sexual desires taken care of and I can’t.  I don’t feel that’s fair so I’ve decided you’re going to do that for me.  Anything I want you to do you’re going to do for me.  You’re going to sleep with me at night.  When you get home from school you’ll pick out some sexy lingerie then you’ll put your uniform back on and wait for me to come home.  There’s going to be no back talk or argument.  Got that?”

I just looked at him and said nothing.

 

“I’m going to put it to you straight; if you behave yourself and do what I say it’ll be pleasant and enjoyable for both of us.  If you want to be rotten then it’ll be enjoyable for me and not you.  Got it?”

 

I looked at him, “Got it.”  This whole scene was an immense turn on.  My panties were soaking were from the juice running out of my cunt.  I could see the huge bulge in the front of his jeans and a small wet spot where the head of his cock was, from the pre-cum leaking from it.”

He then got up from the chair, came and sat next to me on the bed.  He had me stand up and yanked my skirt down to my knees then had me lay across his lap.  He then started to swat my ass, lightly.  He swatted me 15 or 20 times, it didn’t hurt but I moaned, groaned and made noises like he was really hurting me.  I could feel his rock hard erection pressing up against my stomach.

 

When he finished he stood me up and pulled my skirt back up.  I rubbed my eyes like I was wiping way tears.  He sat me back down on the bed and told me to wait there until he came back then walked out of the room.

 

After he left I flopped back and groaned.  I was so turned on it wasn’t funny.  Several minutes later he came in and led me into his bathroom.  The full enema bag was hanging on the shower curtain rod.  He had me turn around and face him.  He pulled the tail of my short out of the waist and then unbuttoned it all the way down.  He then reached up and pulled down the cups of my bra, exposing my breasts.  Then he had me turn around and bend over the toilet.  I felt him lower my shirt and panties to my knees then he had me spread my legs as far apart as I could.  I heard him fiddling with something behind me then I felt him spread my ass cheeks apart with one hand and I felt him smear something cold and wet on the outside of my asshole.  Then he pushed it inside, lubing up everything.  Then he pulled it out and slowly inserted the slick nozzle.  When it was all the way up my ass he held it there with one hand and opened the stopcock with the other.  I felt the warm water fill my rectum and up into my bowels.  I groaned loudly, it felt tingly and weird but good.  It was turning me on even more than I already was.

 

Mike moved around to the side of me, still holding the muzzle in place.  He reached under me and started to fondle my tits.  He bent over and kissed the side of my face.  “Good girl.  Just hold still and don’t fight me and it won’t take long.  You might find it enjoyable.”  He then quit fondling my breasts.  He switched hands holding the nozzle then reached down and started to rub up and down my pussy, which was dripping wet.  He then started to rub my clit.

 

I looked down underneath me to my rapidly swelling stomach; I looked pregnant from all the water.  A few minutes later the bag ran out and he pulled the nozzle out of my ass.  I then felt him push something a lot bigger up there in its place.  “I need you to hold it for 15 minutes.  I know it’s hard to do so what I put up your ass is a butt plug, it won’t slip out and it’ll help you hold it.”  He stood behind me and reached underneath and started to massage my swollen stomach.  He also was grinding his crotch into mine.

 

He did this for 10 minutes then pulled away from me.  He pulled my shirt back up and my panties all the way down.  He had me kick them off. The lifted the tail of my skirt up and pulled the plug out and had me sit on the toilet.  He stood in front of me, undid his pants and pulled out his hard cock.  “Alright, you have fine minutes left.  I want you to suck on my cock for those five minutes and don’t let go of that water, a little dribbling is OK.  If you do release it I’m going to spank you again and you’ll get another enema and we will go through this all over again.”

 

I took his hard cock into my mouth and started to suck on it.  I was able to hold the water pretty well; I did dribble a little bit.  Holding the water was a highly erotic feeling.  When the five were up he pulled his cock out of my mouth and let me empty my bowels.  When I finished he cleaned me up and led me into his bedroom.  He had me get all the way undressed and leaned me over the bed.  Stripping out of his jeans he stood behind me.  In one stroke he shoved his cock all the way up my pussy.  Then he started to pound into me.  God, it felt terrific!  He reached up and pushed one of his fingers up my ass and started to move it in and out.  “You’re going to be a good girl from now on aren’t you?  I know you are because I’m going to fuck you so hard and long that you’re going to be too tired to get into trouble.”

 

After a while he pulled out of my pussy and shoved it up my ass in one long stroke.  He had me reach down and play with my pussy while he fucked me.  It didn’t take long before we both came.

 

When we both finished we crawled up on the bed and collapsed in each other arms.  He bent down and kissed me.  “That was the greatest.  You did enjoy it as well didn’t you?”

I smiled, “Every minute of it.”

”You’re full of surprises.”  He chuckled softly.  “This whole scene was everything I’ve dreamed about.”

”You want to continue it tomorrow?”

He laughed, “Of course!”  Snuggling up closer to me he said softly, “We’d better get some sleep, I about fell asleep at work today.  “You wore me out last night.”
”I know the feeling!”  I said giggling a bit.  We kissed again and soon fell asleep.

 

I slept until almost noon the next day, I’d woken up when Mike was getting ready to leave to give him a kiss good-bye and to tell him I loved him.  He told me he would call me when he got ready to come home.  I lay around for part of the day then did quite a bit of work on my dissertation.  When I started working I tend to lose all track of time.  By the time Mike called it was almost 9 PM.

 

“Hi Mickey.”  He said, softly.

 

“Everything alright?” I asked.

 

“Fine, I should be home in about an hour or so.  You had supper yet?”

I chuckled, “No, I got to working on the computer and lost all track of time.”

He laughed, “The usual for you.  I’ll pick something up on the way home then.”  Lowering his voice he said, “You been a good girl today?”

I giggled a little, “Of course.  The only thing I’ve done is mess up the apartment.”

He laughed, “OK, just remember what the new rule is.”

”I remember Daddy.”  I said softly, with a grin on my face.

 

He groaned softly, “Good.  I love that word, remember it.  Remember it for future use.  See you when I get home.”

”I love you.” 

”Me too Mickey.”

When we hung up I picked out some of the sexiest lingerie he had bought me, put it on then put the uniform on.  I sat down and finished what I was doing on the computer then shut it down for the night.  I then wandered out to the living room, flopped down on the sofa and turned the TV on and watched it until he got home.

 

He had gone to KFC rather than cook tonight.  We set it out and filled our plates.  After he sat down he patted his knee, “Why don’t you come sit on my lap and eat.”

 

I came over and slid onto his lap and got myself comfortable.  He wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled me back against him.  We ate like that, it was unusual and a bit awkward but it worked.  After we were done we put away the leftovers, did the dishes then went into the living room to watch TV.  He sat down and I sat on his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck and rested my head on his shoulder.  He put one of his arms around my waist, kissing the side of my face, “You were a good girl today.  No mess in the house, no phone calls from school, no loud music.  What happened?”

”Just tired is all.”

 

He chuckled deeply, “Wore you out did I?”

 

Giggling a bit I said, “Yeah, you did.”

He pulled me tighter to him.  “Good, I knew it would work.  I don’t like having to get mad at you or punish you.”

”Hmmm, you seemed to enjoy it last night.”

He chuckled some more, “Part of it.”  He said, giving me a playful swat on the ass.  “Did you?”

Giggling a bit more I said, “Some of it.”

He moved me around until I was full on his lap, facing him, then he wrapped his arms tightly around me, pulling me to his chest., then reached up and ran his fingers through my hair.  “Tell your Daddy that you love him.”

Kissing him softly I then said, “I love you very, very much Daddy.”

 

“And Daddy loves his little girl very much.  You’re my special little girl.  And I don’t think you’re bad, you just have too much energy and don’t know how to channel it.  Now, tell me what you enjoyed about last night.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck, leaned up against him and rested my head on his shoulder.  “To tell the truth, all of it.”

He chucked a bit more, and stoked up and down my back, “So did Daddy.”

I kissed the side of his face and moved my hand down to his crotch and started to rub the huge bulge growing there.  “As bad of a girl as I am I think I need stuff like that every day, don’t you?”

”I think you’re right.  Now, stand up.”  I did as he said.  He then stood up in front of me and pulled my blazer off and tossed it aside.  Then he unbuttoned my shirt and it then joined my blazer.  He had me remove my own skirt and toss it aside.  I was then standing in front of him in a red satin teddy, garter belt and stockings and my thong.  He had me bend over the arm of the soft.  I rested myself on my forearms and looked back over my shoulder at him.  He was stripping off his suit.  When he was naked he came up behind me and pulled my thong off then swatted me lightly on the ass, “Spread you legs.”  He said gruffly.

 

I spread my legs and looked at him.

Grinning he said, “Good girl” He started to rub his finger up and down my slit.  When he had it dripping he started wetting my asshole with my own juice.  When he had the outside wet he started wetting the inside of my tight hole while he was finger fucking me.  When he felt I was lubed up enough he started to ease his big cock up there.  When every inch was buried deep into my rectum he started to fuck me hard and fast.  Reaching underneath me he started to rub my clit, bringing me to two quick orgasms.  He kept right on fucking me hard, playing with my clit.  “You want your Daddy to keep fucking you, don’t you?  Tell me how much you like my cock in your ass.”

 

“Oh Daddy!”  I moaned.  “I love the feel of your big, fat, hard cock up my ass.  It feels so good?”

He leaned down and kissed the back of my neck.  “Daddy loves his little girl’s hot, tight ass and pussy.  Daddy loves his little girl so much.”  He then let his head cock slip out of my ass then slammed it all the way up my dripping wet pussy and started fucking me again.  After several minutes he pulled out completely.  “Baby, lay down on the floor on your back.”

I did as he told me; he then got on his knees between my spread legs.  He propped my thighs on his and eased his cock back into my pussy.  He bent over me and rested his forearms on the floor then started fucking me again but slow and easy this time.  He started kissing me, “Baby, this is so good.”  He mumbled into my mouth. 

 

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, running one of my hands through his thick hair.  “I’m going to have to keep being a bad girl, I love the way you punish me.”

He chuckled into my lips, “I love it when you’re bad.  I love to punish you.”

A few minutes later he grabbed a hold of me tight and rolled us over so that I was on top.  I sat upright and started to move up and down on him, driving his cock as far up my cunt as I could.  He reached up and started to play with my tits.  I had him bend his knees so I could use them as leverage.  I then planted both feet flat on the floor and started using my legs to move up and down on him, leaning back on his legs.  This is when I dropped the role-play.  “Mike this is so good!”  I moaned.

 

He arched his hips up, driving his cock further up my cunt.  He reached up and started to rub my clit.  It only took a couple more minutes for me to cum again.

 

When I finished I crawled off him, lay down between his legs and started to jerk him off.  It only took a few minutes fore he groaned loudly and started to shoot. W hen he started I fastened my lips around the head and drank every ounce of his cum.  When he finished I wiped my mouth off and crawled up and lay beside him.  He rolled onto his side, wrapped his arms around me and kissed me.  “Mickey, you’re something so special.  I don’t know how I ever loved anyone before you came into my life.  Now I can’t live without you and don’t want to.”

I reached up and stroked the side of his face softly, “I don’t want to live without you either.”

Kissing me again he said, “Is any of what we’re doing bothering you?”

I giggled a little, “Not at all.  I’m enjoying this as much as you are.  I can’t get enough as a matter of fact.  It’s so wonderful!  I’m glad I held out for so long.”  I sat up and looked at him, “But it’s more than that.  When you tell me you love me I know you mean it.”

He propped himself up on one elbow and stroked my hair, “That’s right, I love you.”

I yawned a bit and looked at him smiling.

Leaning forward he kissed me tenderly, “Let’s go to bed Baby.”

We snuggled and talked in bed for a long time that night before we fell asleep.

 

The next morning he woke me up before he left for work.  “I need you to go to the drugstore for me today.  I left a list out in the kitchen, OK?”

 

I smiled at him then yawned, “No problem.  You be careful today.”

”I will I promise.”  He kissed me then left.

 

I went back to sleep for a while.  When I woke up I wandered out to the kitchen and picked up the list, there was a not attached to it.  I looked over the list first, he wanted me to get 12 disposable enemas, suppositories, mineral oil, laxatives, a bulb syringe, extra absorbency tampons, a rectal thermometer, hemorrhoid ointment and diapers my size.  I grinned as I read it, I knew he had something in mind for tonight.  I read the note next, it said, “Daddy wants you to have your uniform on when I get home.  Wear your regular underwear though.  Put the stuff from the store up in my bathroom.  I’ll call when I’m ready to come home.  When I call I want you to wait in my bedroom for me.  In the nightstand by the bed you’ll find a dildo.  I want you to grease it up and put it up your ass then pull your panties back up.  You’ve been a good girl and I want some prevention to keep it that way.  Love, Daddy.”  I grinned from ear to ear, he was up to something.  After I ate I went out and got the stuff he wanted and then put them away.

 

I spent most of the day at my computer again.  Just because I was on vacation doesn’t mean I had quit doing research and compiling data. 

 

At about 6PM I got up and fixed myself a couple sandwiches.  After I ate I got up, gathered my uniform and walked into his room.  I laid it out on the bed; I was already wearing regular underwear so I didn’t need to worry about that.  I opened the nightstand and grabbed the dildo and lube, dropping them onto the bed next to my uniform. 

 

I looked down at it and my asshole started to twitch at the thought of putting it up my ass and my pussy was starting to drip.  I picked it up and looked at it.  It was a good eight inches long and an inch and a half around; it had an indent around the bottom to help hold it in and a flared base so it wouldn’t slip all the way in.  I turned it over and over in my hands, looking at it.  The more I looked at it the more I wanted it up my ass, now.   I dropped it back on the bed, undid my jeans then lowered them and my panties.  I grabbed the dildo and lubed it up.  I reached behind myself and started to push it up my ass.  I groaned as it slid all the way in.  It felt great!   When I had it in place I pulled my clothes back up and put the lube up.  I then went back out to the living room.  Walking with it up my ass was exciting as it slid further up my ass and wiggled around.  When I sat down on the sofa it slid further up my ass.  As I was watching TV I’d tighten my ass around it.  Every time I would do that it would excite me all the more.  Sometimes I just sat and rocked back and forth, I found by doing that it felt like I was being fucked.  Any way I moved the dildo would move a little and it felt great.  I had worked myself into an extreme state of sexual excitement.  I wanted to yank my pants down and make myself cum but I didn’t because I knew if I waited for Mike he would make it worth the wait. 

 

I was so excited that I couldn’t sit still.  After a while I got up and straddled the arm of the sofa then started grinding my ass into the arm, that made the dildo wiggle around and excited me all the more.  When got to the point I was about to cum I got up and flopped back on the sofa on my stomach and groaned.  I just about couldn’t stand it anymore

 

Finally around 8:30 PM Mike called, “How are you doing?”

” I groaned loudly, “Can I talk freely on this line?”

He chuckled, “Yes, you can.”

”Daddy, please hurry home.  I need you so bad.”  I said softly, wiggling around in place.

 

“Why Mickey?”  He said, with a chuckle in his voice.

 

“Do you remember what you told me to put up my bottom in the note you left for me?  Well, it’s been there for the last 2 ½ hours and I just about can’t stand it anymore.  I need my Daddy to take care of me.”

”I will, don’t worry.  Did you get what I needed from the store?”

”Yes Daddy, I did.”

”Good girl”

”Are you going to be home soon?”

”In about a half an hour to 45 minutes .  I have tomorrow off because Phil and I are on call this weekend.  Did you have supper yet or do you want me to pick up something on the way home?”

 

“I already ate and I really don’t give a rat’s ass about food, I just need you!”

He chuckled deeply, “Alright, I get the point.  Just make sure you do what I asked you to.”  He then lowered his voice to almost a whisper, “Have you been a good girl for Daddy today?”

 

“I groaned, feeling my pussy dripping more than it was.  “No Daddy, I’ve been really, really bad.  I need you to punish me.”

 

“Don’t worry; I’ll take care of it when I get home.”

”Please hurry Daddy!”  I moaned.

 

“I will hurry as fast as I can.  See you in a little bit, OK?”

”OK Daddy.  I love you.”

”Me too Mickey.”

After I got off the phone I went into his room, changed into the uniform, put a dirty video in and flopped down on the bed on my stomach to wait.

 

Mike showed up a half an hour later.  He smiled at me as he started to undress.  “I think I broke every traffic law getting here as fast as I could.”  He took everything off but his underwear then lay down beside me on the bed.  He leaned over and kissed me softly, “I missed my little girl today.  Talking to you on the phone before I came home almost embarrassed me; you were giving me a hard-on.  Now, let me check to make sure you put the dildo up your bottom like I told you to.”  He reached down and flipped my skirt up then lowered my underwear and pulled them off.  He looked at them and smiled.  I was so horny that I’d completely soaked the crotch.  He then reached down and spread my ass cheeks apart and looked.  He then let go and patted me on the bottom.  “Good girl.”  He then ran his fingers up and down my dripping slit.  Grinning at me he brought his fingers up to my lips and had me lick my own juices off them.  He then ruffled my hair,”Good girl.  Now, you told me you’ve been a bad girl today.  Tell me what you did.”

 

I lowered my eyes, trying to look contrite, “Well, I talked to Sally on the phone today.  I played my stereo so loud the neighbors called to complain.  Then when I put the thing up my bottom I used to arm of the sofa to make myself cum.”

He clucked his tongue, “What am I going to do with you?  This isn’t as bad as your normal stunts, at least your improving.  But I’m still going to have to punish you.  First, because you know you’re grounded from the phone.  Second, because you know you aren’t supposed to play your stereo that loud.  Finally, you’re just going to have to wait for me to get home to take care of you if you’re horny.  Now, what punishment do you think you deserve?”

 

I looked at him solemnly, “Anything you decide Daddy.”

He smiled at me, “OK, like I said earlier, you’re behavior seems to be improving.  The punishment the other night seems to have done some good so I think we will repeat part of it.  We’ll forgo the spanking but I’m going to give you another enema.  Not the same kind you got the other but two of the disposable ones you picked up today.  Now, I want you to get undressed and wait here for me.”  He gave me a quick kiss then got off the bed and headed for the bathroom.  I got up and quickly undressed, then sat back down to wait for him.

 

A couple minutes later he returned carrying a big bath towel and two of the enemas.  He had shed his underwear while he was in the bathroom.  Smiling at me, he said, “I decided to do it in here.  Now, stand up.”  I did as he said.  He then spread the towel out on the bed and had me get on in on my knees with my head resting on the mattress.  “Good girl.  Now, spread your legs as far apart as is comfortable.”  I did as he said then he spread my asscheeks apart and pulled the dildo out of my ass and dropped it onto the towel beside me.  I then felt him slide the enema nozzle up my ass.  He then started to squeeze the bottle and the liquid started to fill my rectum and worked its way up into my colon.    He continued squeezing until all the liquid was gone then he pulled it out, dropped it in the garbage can and inserted the next one and repeated the process.  When he finished he re-inserted the dildo and told me I could lay down.  I stretched out on my side and started to massage my swollen and slightly cramping belly.  He stretched by me and started to stroke my hair, “You’re being such a good girl about your punishment that I think you deserve a bit of a reward while you’re waiting for it to finish.  What would you like?”

 

I propped my leg up on his hip, “Please Daddy, make me cum.  I’m so horny I can’t stand it.”

He kissed me, “OK.”  Reaching down he started rubbing my clit.  As horny as I was it only took me a few minutes to cum and with my full bowels it was the most intense orgasm I have ever had in my entire life.

 

When I finished cumming I snuggled up close to him.  “That was so good Daddy.  As bad of a girl as I am you are so good to me.”

He kissed me on top of the head, “That’s what Daddy’s are for.  I think it’s time for you to empty yourself out.”  He got off the bed and helped me up then led me to the bathroom, removed the dildo and let me empty out my bowels.   While I was doing that he washed the dildo off.  When I finished he cleaned me up and pushed the dildo back up my ass then led me back to the bedroom. 

 

He then had me lay on my back and crawled between my legs and shoved his cock all the way up my still dripping cunt.  He then started to hammer into me.  With the dildo up my ass and his dick in my cunt it felt fantastic!  I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck, “Fuck me harder Daddy.  Fuck me so hard it hurts!”

He smiled down at me and started to pound into me as hard as he could.  I groaned, it felt fantastic!  He was hitting just the right spot and had me cumming again in a couple of minutes.  Even after I came he kept pounding into me.  I had a feeling this was going to be a long session and I was going to love every minute of it!  I looked up at him then grabbed one of his hands and moved it up to my hair and had him grab a handful.  “Daddy, talk to me like the bad girl that I am.”

 

He grinned evilly at me, “You’re right; you’re nothing but a spoiled, rotten little slut.  You bring your little boyfriends up here and screw around with them right under my nose.  Then you sit around and cock tease me like I was one of them.  Well, you aren’t fucking around with some teenage punk this time, this time you’re dealing with a man that isn’t going to put up with your fucking shit.  You want to act like a bitch and a slut that’s what I’m going to treat you like.”  He then ground his mouth down onto mine hard and rough.  When he was done he looked down at me again, “This ain’t no little boys’ cock is it bitch?  This is a mans’ big, fucking cock that is going to fuck the living shit out of you.”  He grabbed a hold of my hair tighter, “Beg me for it bitch.  Tell me how you love my cock and how much you want me to keep fucking you.”

 

I groaned loudly, “Daddy, I love every inch of your big, hard cock and it feels so good.  Please keep fucking me, I need it so bad and you’re so good.  You’re the only man I’ll ever need.”

”That’s right, and don’t forget it!”  I then started cumming again.  After I was done he pulled out and shot his load all over my stomach with a loud groan.  Then he lay down beside me and pulled me into his arms and kissed me.  “Baby, I love you.  You’re the greatest!”

I smiled at him, “I love you too.”

 

When he gathered himself together he used the towel to wipe up my stomach then took it to the bathroom.  He came back carrying one of the diapers and lay back down beside me, “You’re such a good girl for Daddy.  Do you like that dildo up your ass?”

”Yes Daddy.”  I said softly.

 

“Would you like to sleep with it there?”

”Yes.”  I said, blushing a little bit.

 

“OK, but I want you to wear this diaper to make sure it stays in place, OK?”

Nodding I blushed harder.

 

He put the diaper on me and we crawled up to the head of the bed and lay down, wrapped in each others arms.  He kissed me softly, “I love you Mickey.”

”I love you too Mike.  You make me so happy and you’re so sexy and so good.  You’re keeping me exhausted.”

He laughed, “Same here.  Let’s get some sleep then go for round two OK?”

Later that night I woke up feeling Mike fiddling with the diaper.  Looked over at him and asked sleepily, “Whatcha doing?”

Bending over, he kissed me, “Just taking this thing off.”

”Well, let me go to the bathroom before we move onto anything else.”

 

He took the diaper off then reached down and pulled the dildo out of my ass, wrapped it in the diaper and dropped it on the floor.  I got up and went to the bathroom to do my business.  When I came back Mike was lying on his back, jerking off.  He looked over at me and smiled, “Ready for round two?”

 

I flopped back down on the bed and grinned, “But of course!”

 

He leaned over and kissed me, “I love you so much.”

”I love you too.”

 

He rolled over and wrapped me tightly in his arms.  “You know, the last three days have been great.  Hell, thinking about it during the day gives me a hard-on.  You’re my bad little girl but you’re also my beautiful, sexy, smart, wonderful woman as well.  I love what you have been doing but I love you just because you’re you.  We could just have vanilla sex for the rest of our lives and it would still be fantastic because it’s with you.”

 

I smiled at him, “I’ve loved every minute of it too.  You’re Daddy but you’re also my big, strong, handsome man that I love with all my heart.  You make me the happiest I’ve been in many, many years.  The games have been great.  I’m game for just about anything you suggest because if I don’t like it or I want to stop all I have to do is say so and you’ll stop.  Mike, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

 

He kissed me softly, “Same here.”  He rolled over on top of me, “I want to make slow, tender, sweet love to you.  I’m going to make it feel so good you can’t stand it.”

I smiled up at him, “Go for it.”

He made love to me for almost 3 hours.  It was the best yet.  He satisfied me in every way, he was so attentative to what makes me feel good.  After we finished we fell into a contented sleep in each others arms. 

 

The next morning he woke me up with breakfast in bed.  We giggled and played around while we ate.  After we finished we snuggled up close.  He kissed me softly, “We have the whole day together with nothing what so ever to do.  So, what would you like to do?”

I grinned at him, “Well Daddy, you could keep me home from school and we could have a whole lot of fun. He easily slipped into the role-play and ruffled my hair, “That sounds like fun.  You’ve skipped school so often that it makes me calling you in sick a novelty.”

I smiled at him, “One thing though, my uniform really needs a bath.  I need to wear something else today.”

Smiling, he said, “OK.”  He got up and rummaged around in one of his drawers then tossed me one of his t-shirts.  I put it on; it came down to almost my knees and was more like a dress than a shirt on me.  Mike pulled on an old pair of sweats.  After we did the breakfast dishes we sat on the sofa and watch TV, snuggling for a while. 

 

After a while he looked down at me, “Now, since you’re skipping school today I have an assignment for you, I want you to write me out a list of things you like or you would like to try, sexually.  Think you can do that?”

I looked at him and smiled, “Do you want this as me or as you’re spoiled, rotten little girl?”

Smiling, he leaned down and kissed me, “As you.  I want to know what you like.  I want to make you feel as good as you’ve made me feel the last few days.”  He straightened up and gave me a playful swat on the bottom, “Now, get to it.  I expect to see it before lunch.”

I wandered to my room and got out a sheet of paper and pencil then sat at my desk and stared at it for a long time.  I was going to write down and share with Mike something I’d never talked about with anyone.  Finally, I put pencil to paper and started to write: light bondage, ( handcuffs-no pain), dildos, things up my ass, forced constipation, being fucked while holding  an enema, being forced to have sex, love the schoolgirl act, playing a hooker who has been arrested and will do anything to get out of it, to be woken up by being fucked, being blindfolded, watching men jerk off, being punished by being forced to have sex, anal exams and being given a bath.

 

When I finished I wandered out to the living room.  He was still watching TV.  He looked at me and patted his lap.  “Come here and sit on Daddy’s’ lap.”  I walked over and curled up on his lap.  He wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head.  “Did you finish the list I told you to make?”  I handed him the paper.  “Good girl.”  He read it over, smiling the whole time.  “I like this.  Anything else you want to try, leave me a note and we’ll see what we can do about it.  OK?”

I snuggled closer to him, “OK Daddy.  Can we just stay like this for a while?  I really like it.”

He bent down and kissed me, “Alright.  I really like it too.  I’ve wanted to talk to anyway.  Mickey, you’re all I can think about anymore.  I think about you all day at work and count the time until I come home.  We’ve been together for a long time now and I don’t ever want to be without you.

 

“When I applied to become your guardian it was because everyone I knew felt it would be good for me to have someone around.  I expected some streetwise, grungy, hard-assed punk.  When you walked in I almost fell out of my chair, you were not what I expected at all.  I expected a punk and what I got was a beautiful, cultured woman.  You didn’t have the attitude problem or the grudge against the world.  You weren’t the typical teenager either; you are and always have been like talking to an adult.  I almost expected a hellion after you moved in after living in that strict home for all those years but you didn’t.  All you were interested in was your school work.  I grew to realize I would rather talk to and spend time with you than the women I was dating; you’re far more interesting and fascinating than any of them would ever think of being.”

 

I smiled, “The same goes for you Mike.”

”What kind of fit do you think your lawyer would throw if I asked you to marry me?”

I stared at him, mouth agape, “Are you asking me to marry you?”

He smiled and stroked the side of my face, “But of course.  Mickey, will you marry me?”

I grinned, “Of course I will.  As for the other part, let’s give Larry a call and have him come over and ask him.”

An hour and a half later Larry was at the apartment.  He settled himself in the easy chair.  “Alright, what would you two like to talk to me about?”

Mike looked at me then at Larry, “I’ve fallen deeply in love with Mickey and I want your permission to marry her.”

Larry looked at me, face unreadable, “Do you feel the same way Mickey?”

I looked at him, “Yes, I love him with all my heart.”

He leaned back and smiled, “I believe both of you and you have my permission.”

Mike looked at me and smiled.  I smiled back at him then looked at Larry.  Suddenly all the pieces seemed to fit together.  I said to him, “You dirty son of a banker!  You set us up together hoping this would happen!”

 

He laughed, “You’re right.  Look Mickey, I know you well enough to know that if someone didn’t do something you would spend your life buried in your studies and work, not letting anyone close.  Are you upset with me about it?”

I giggled a bit, “No, it brought me and Mike together so how could I be mad?” 

 

All three of us discussed details for while then Larry left.

Mike looked at me and smiled, “Good deal.  What made you think it was a set up?”

I explained everything.  He nodded, “OK, it fits.  He sure knew what he was doing.”  He pulled me back onto his lap and tight to his chest.  I rested my head on his shoulder, “I guess that means I’m going to be Daddy’s’ little girl forever.”

He chuckled, “That’s right.  Forever and ever.  When would you like to do it?”

”It doesn’t matter much to me.”

”Well, when is your next vacation from school?”

”Spring break, the last two weeks of March and the first two weeks of April.  But starting in January I only have to show up at school for two hours on Thursdays for my professor to check my progress, and we have discussed it and if I want I can do it via my computer and I can miss up to four weeks of meetings.”

 

“So, anytime would be good for you?”

”But why don’t we just wait until I turn 18 this summer?  That way I am done with school and you can arrange your vacation to where we won’t have any problems or interruptions.  We can also take our time about getting things arranged.”

 

He nodded, “Sounds good.  We can take our time getting everything together.  You’re catholic right?”

I nodded, “Right.”

”We’ll have to go through new couples classes and all that if we want a church wedding.”

 

“Right.  I have another suggestion; why don’t we keep this to ourselves until spring then announce it.  That way we can, quietly start taking care of some of the details ourselves also we won’t feel like we’ve under siege from all sides.”

 

Mike nodded again, “Good idea.  This way you can concentrate on your studies without being bombarded from all sides about stuff.  The same goes for me.  We’ll pretty much be left alone.”  He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me tighter to him, then leaned down and kissed me.

 

I reached up and ran my fingers through his hair, “Hmm, Daddy, you make me so happy.”

”My little girl makes me happy too.”  He reached down and started to rub my butt through my jeans.  “I’m hungry, what do you say we go out and get something to eat then see about getting you a couple more uniforms.”

”OK, sounds good to me.”  I then stood up.

 

He stood up and took my hand then led to me to his bedroom then had me bend over the bed.  He reached under me and undid my jeans then lowered them and my underwear to my knees.  He ran his finger up and down my slit and asscrack.  “Before we go I want to do something that will keep you excited the whole time we’re out.”  He patted my lightly on the ass then walked into the bathroom.  A few seconds later he returned then started to lube up my asshole then he slid something up there, I then felt him push a little and I knew he was inserting a tampon.  It felt highly erotic.  When he finished he threw the cardboard applicator away and pulled everything back up.  I stood up and put everything back into place.  He grinned and asked, “How does it feel?”

I looked at him, blushing slightly, “Weird but it’s a good weird.  It’ll keep me horny all day long.”

 

He pulled me into a tight hug and kissed me softly, “That’s the whole idea.  Now, let’s go.”

We went out and had a nice lunch then went out and picked up four more schoolgirl outfits, each was a little different from the other.  Then we went and I picked out an engagement ring.  After that we went and looked at wedding dresses.  Then we just wandered around looking at the Christmas displays in the store windows.

 

We then headed home.  I took everything off but my t-shirt and snuggled up on Mikes’ lap.  He wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head.  He reached down under my shirt and caressed my bare bottom.  He then reached further underneath me and pulled, tightly, on the tampon string, making sure it was still deeply imbedded in my ass.  He then reached around and ran his fingers up and down my dripping slit.  “Hmm, my little girl likes walking around with that up your ass all day, don’t you?”

”Oh yea Daddy, it feels so good and reminds me how much of a bad girl I am.”

He chuckled, “That’s the reason it’s there.  Also to keep you real excited so you’re ready to have sex whenever I want it.”

I snuggled up closer to him.  “I’m always ready to have sex with my Daddy any time he wants.”

He had me stand up then undid his jeans and pulled out his rock hard cock.  He looked at me, “I want you to sit on Daddy’s’ cock, facing me.”

 

I did as he said, straddling his legs, resting my weight on my bent legs and lowered myself onto his stiff member, sitting on him until every inch of his cock was buried up my hot cunt.  I grabbed a hold of the back of the sofa to steady myself.

 

“Good girl.  Now, raise yourself up until only about half my cock is inside you.”  I did as he said and he smiled at me, “Good girl.  Now, I want you to stay like that so I can really give it to you.”  He then started to pound up into me, hard and fast.  It felt wonderful.  He reached over and grabbed a hold of a handful of my hair and pulled me into a crushing kiss.  He broke it off after a couple minutes but held onto my hair.  He then started to talk to me.  “You’re such a slut.  You loved having to walk around with something up your ass all day.  You’re pussy was dripping wet all day long wasn’t it?  That just goes to show you how much of a slut you really are.

 

“You can’t live without your Daddy’s cock now, can you?  You need it at least twice a day to satisfy you.  Those little punks you’ve fucked around with their little cocks can’t compare with your Daddy’s big cock can they?  Your Daddy is the only man that can satisfy you.  I’m the only one that’s ever going to be able to satisfy you for the rest of your life.  I’m going to ruin you for any other man.  You’re going to be my little slut and whore until the day you die.  You’re mine forever so get used to the idea.  I own you.”  As he was talking to me he kept pulling my face closer to his until our noses were almost touching.  “Do you understand me?” he growled.

 

“Yes!” I moaned.

He swatted me, lightly, on the ass, “What did you say?”

”Yes Daddy!”

He let loose of my hair and started stroking it, “Good girl.  Tell Daddy how good his big, fat cock feels.”

I groaned loudly, “Daddy, your cock feels so good!  All I’m ever going to need to satisfy me is you.  I love you Daddy.”

He leaned forward and kissed me, “And Daddy loves his little girl.  My little girl is the only woman that has been able to satisfy me totally.”  He continued to thrust up into me.  With each thrust he was hitting my clit sending me into waves of ecstasy.  He kept it up until I came then quit moving, he still hadn’t come.  He let me sit down fully on his lap, wrapped me tightly in his arms and pulled me to him.  He kissed me tenderly.  “Baby, for the last several days we’ve been doing what I’ve been wanting.  I know you’ve enjoyed it too but why don’t you tell me what you want Daddy to do for you.”

 

I rested my head on his shoulder and said, “Hmm, why don’t you take me into the bedroom and handcuff me to the bed and have really rough sex with me as a punishment for something really bad that I’ve done.”

Chuckling, he said, “What ‘really bad thing’ have you done?”

I giggled, “Nothing that I can think of but I’m sure you can come up with something.”

He laughed, “Yeah, I’m sure I can.”

 

We then headed to his room.  He had me strip down to a pair of panties and arrange myself at the headboard then cuffed me to it, making sure they didn’t hurt and weren’t too tight.  I was still wearing his t-shirt.  He reached underneath me and pulled the tampon out of my ass and dropped it into the garbage can.  He bent up and kissed me.  I have to go out and get something from the other room then we’ll get started.”  He left the room, shutting the door behind him.

 

Several minutes later he opened the door and leaned on the jam, looking at me.  In one hand he was twirling his old nightstick.  He just looked at me for several minutes then walked in and stood by the bed, dropping the nightstick on the nightstand.  He looked down at me, trying his best to look furious (he was doing a damn good job of it, believe me!).  “What in the hell is wrong with you?  You clean up your act in one area but you start in another.  Now you’re sneaking out, getting drunk and fucking around with that no good boyfriend of yours  that I told you not to see anymore.  I’m finding empty booze bottles in your room.  Then today I let you go out with your friends and you come home so fucking drunk you can’t walk.  That would have looked real good if you’d been caught by the police and I would have had to go down to the station to get you.  It’s bad enough that I keep getting calls from the school at the station.  Now you’re working on getting a criminal record.”

I looked at him and said, slurring my words slightly, “You drink, why can’t I?”

 

“I’m over 21 and it’s legal for me to drink.”

”I know what I’m doing.  I can handle myself just fine.”

”Yeah, well, it’s still illegal and against the rules.  If this shit isn’t bad enough I find out today that you’ve been sneaking out again.  I ask you about it and you lie to me.  How stupid do you think I am?  You stand in the doorway and tell me you haven’t been drinking all the while you’re blowing booze fumes in my face.”

I groaned, “Big fucking deal.”

”I think it’s a big deal.  And watch your language.  You don’t talk to me like that.”  He sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at me.  “I have no clue what I’m going to do with you this time.  I do know that you being handcuffed here will make sure you don’t sneak out again.”

I looked at him, “There’s nothing you can do that’s going to change me.  I’m going to do what I want and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

He grinned at me, “We’ll see about that.  But you’re going to be punished for this stunt, again.  If you remember I told you if you behaved yourself you would enjoy having ex with me.  Well, you don’t want to behave yourself and you aren’t going to enjoy it this time.  I’m going to make you regret you even thought about pulling this stunt.”

 

I looked at him, “Oh, piss off!”  Then I pretended to spit on him.

 

He looked at me, furious.  He stood up on the bed, straddling my shoulders.  He grabbed a handful of my hair then lowered the front of his underwear, letting his hard-on spring free.  He then reached down and grabbed a hold of it, holding it to my lips.  “Now, open your mouth and take it.”

 

I turned my head to one side, trying to get away from him.  He yanked my head back by my hair and held it still.  “Now, open your mouth or I’ll pry it open.  And if you bite I’ll make you regret it.”  I opened my mouth and he started to push it inside.  He put it in as far as he knew I could take it then started to move it in and out.  He let go of my hair and put both hands on the back of my head, holding it still.  He started to move it in and out faster.  “That’s it bitch, keep your mouth open.  Daddy likes fucking your mouth.”  After that he quit talking and concentrated his full attention of fucking my mouth.  He started to ease his cock a little further down my throat, being careful not to make me gag on it.  He did it very gradually and carefully until I was swallowing every inch of it without gagging or choking on it.  He started moving a bit faster.  “That’s it slug, swallow every inch of my big cock.”  I could feel his cock start to throb madly.  He pushed his cock all the way down my throat and started to cum.  He groaned loudly and said, “Swallow every drop of it bitch.”

I almost gagged on the vast amount of it he was shooting down my throat.  Some of it spilled out of my mouth and dribbled down my chin.  When he finished he pulled out and collapsed beside me, panting.  I leaned my head back against the headboard and shut my eyes, panting a bit.

 

We rested for about 10 minutes or so then Mike reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a towel and cleaned my face up with it.  While he was doing that I crossed my legs tightly.  When he finished he grabbed the nightstick.  He looked at me, “Spread your legs.”

I looked at him and grinned, “No.”

”I said, spread your legs!”

 

“No!”

 

“Don’t make this worse on yourself than it already is.  I don’t want to have to get rough with you.  Now, spread your legs!”

”No!”
”Alright, you asked for it.”  He dropped the nightstick and started trying to pry my legs apart.

 

I locked them tightly together as I could and fought back enough to make it look good.  He finally got them pried apart and sat between them so I couldn’t shut them again.  He grabbed the nightstick and dropped it between my legs then reached up, grabbed the collar of the t-shirt then ripped it right down the middle.  He then started to pinch and play with my nipples roughly but not rough enough to hurt.  He then reached down and grabbed the lube off the table.  He dripped some of it on the tip of the stick then rubbed it all up and down it, making sure most of the stick was greased up.  He moved up further so there would be no way I could close my legs then ran the baton up and down my asscrack.  I squirmed around quite a bit and pulled myself up further against the headboard.  He scooted up with me and kept up what he was doing.  I continued to squirm around so Mike reached up and grabbed a handful of my hair, “Keep squirming and it’s going to be all the worse on you.  If I have to I will tie you down so you can’t move.  It’s your choice.”

I looked at him and quit moving.  Mike slowly started to push it up my ass, moving it gently in and out.  He continued pushing until about eight inches of it was buried inside me.  Then he started to move it in and out, harder and faster.  Reaching up he started to run his fingers up and down my slit before pushing a couple into me and starting to move them in and out in tandem with the stick.  For several minutes he did this then he quit moving the baton and pulled his fingers out.  Moving around a little bit he slammed his cock all the way into my cunt and started to hammer into me hard and fast, almost brutally, for about 15 minutes.  Then he pulled out, pulled the baton out of my ass and replaced it with his cock and started to hammer into me that way as hard as he could.  It felt terrific!  He looked down into my eyes, then reached down and gave my ass a smart slap.  “Fucking slut.  Everything like this I have come up with as a punishment doesn’t work because you enjoy it too much.  The more I have to fight you the more you like it.  The rougher I treat you the more you like it.  You loved being fucked in the ass with my baton didn’t you?  You just can’t seem to live without a big cock stuffed all the way up you.  I’ve been giving it to you twice a day but that doesn’t seem to be enough.  I guess I’m going to have to give it to you before I go to work in the mornings.  Then I’m going to call you at lunch time and I’m going to talk to you while you play with yourself.  I’m going to stay on the phone with you until you cum.”

By this time I couldn’t take anymore and wrapped my legs around him, holding him to me.  He lay down on top of me and crushed his lips down onto mine before grabbing the handcuff keys and turning me lose.  I wrapped my arms around him and started running my hands up and down his back.  I moaned into his lips.  He reached up and started running his fingers through my hair and pulled his lips off mine and started to kiss and suck on my neck.  I arched it up so he could get to it easier and started running my fingers through his hair moaning how good it felt.

 

He then straightened up and pulled his cock out and slid it back into my dripping pussy, burying it up to the hilt then wrapped his arms around me and moved us both onto our sides, facing each other.  Propping my leg onto his he started to move slow and easy.  It felt great!  He wrapped his arms tightly around me, kissing me all over.  I groaned loudly and started to run my fingers through the hair on his chest.  Then he reached down and started to rub my clit.  In a matter of a couple of minutes he had me in orbit.  He followed shortly, groaning loudly.

 

When he finished we lay snuggled in each others arms.  He was stroking my hair gently, “Mickey, you are so wonderful.  You make me feel like the most special man in the world.”

I kissed him, “You are the most special man in the world to me.  That’s why I love you.”

”Thank you.  You’re the most special woman in the world to me as well and I love you with all my heart.”

I looked at him, smiling, “Did you mean what you said about “giving it to me” before you go to work in the mornings?”

He grinned and chuckled a bit, “If you want to.  I know I do.  Maybe I could keep my mind on work that way.”  He kissed me then reached up to undo the handcuffs from the bedposts and put them away.

I looked at him, “Leave them.”

He wrapped his arms back around me, “OK.”

We spent the rest of the evening watching TV and playing video games before we went to bed early and fell asleep in each others arms.

 

The next morning he shook me awake at 6:30 AM.  I rolled out of the bed and wandered into the bathroom, bleary eyed and bumping into walls along the way.  While I was sitting on the toilet doing my business and trying not to fall back to sleep he came in and turned the shower on.  Looking at me he smiled, “You don’t do mornings very well.”

 

I shook my head, “No, I never have.  I drag ass until noon.”

 

He laughed, “I know the feeling.  Why don’t you take a shower with me?”

Smiling, I said, “Alright.”

 

Stepping into the shower he shut the door behind him.  When I finished my business I stepped into the shower behind him.  He was just finishing up washing his hair.  We both then washed up.  When we finished he pushed me gently up against the wall and started to kiss me.  I wrapped my arms around his neck. Reaching down he grabbed me behind my knees and lifted them up and had me wrap them tightly around his hips as he pushed his cock all the way into my waiting pussy in one stroke.  He made sure he had me pushed tight up against the wall then he held me under my ass so I wouldn’t slide or fall and started to move in and out of me.  We made love slow and easy like that with the water beating down on us.  It was wonderful.  He took his time, making sure it felt good, kissing on me and sucking on my neck.

 

When we finished it was almost time for him to go.  After he left I crawled back into bed and slept until about 12:30 PM.   I spent the rest of the afternoon until he got home just lying around. 

 

Later that night when I was in the bathroom after taking a shower he walked in and stood there watching me.  I looked at him in the mirror and said, with a little girls lisp, “Anything you want Daddy?”

He smiled and rubbed my naked ass.  “When you finish in here go and lay on my bed and wait for Daddy.”  He then kissed me on the cheek and left.

When I finished what I was doing I went in and flopped down on the bed to wait.  He had already laid out one of the diapers.  He returned a few minutes later carrying the little girl outfit we had bought.  I sat up on the edge of the bed and he started to dress me, staring with the diaper. 

 

He finished quickly and handed me a teddy bear which I clutched tightly to my chest.  He then put my long hair up in pig tails, tied them up in ribbons.

 

When he finished he sat down on the bed and pulled me onto his lap.  I rested my head on his shoulder and put my thumb in my mouth.

 

He held me tightly, “How’s my baby girl tonight?”

”My tummy hurts Daddy.”  I said around my thumb.

 

He felt around on my stomach.  “It hurts huh?  Like a stomach ache?”

”Yeth.”  I said around my thumb.

 

“Hmm…” he said, and then felt my forehead.  “I think I need to take your temperature.  It feels like you might have a slight fever.”  He reached over and pulled some lube and the rectal thermometer out of the bedside table.  He had me lay face down across his knees.  He flipped up my skirt and pulled the diaper down to my knees then rubbed some lube on my bottom hole and inserted the thermometer.  He held it so it didn’t slide out.  He kept it there for a lot longer than it took to get a reading.

 

Finally, he pulled it out.  “You don’t have a fever.  Let me check something else.”  He then inserted his finger deep into my bottom.  “I think I’ve found the problem.  Have you done #2 today?”

 

Wiggling around a bit I said, “I haven’t been able to for the last two days.”

”That’s why your tummy hurts.  After your bath we will fix it.”

Looking up at him, thumb still in my mouth I said, “Okay Daddy.”

 

He picked me up and carried me to the bathroom.  Sitting me on the toilet he started to run the bath water.  While it filled he got me undressed and into the tub.  He didn’t get my hair wet again but thoroughly scrubbed the rest of me.  Then he got me out of the tub and dried me off and put the diaper back on then put one of his old t-shirts on me as a nightgown.  Then he picked me up and carried me back to the bedroom, piggy back style.  On his night stand were two of the disposable enemas.

 

He sat down on the bed with me on his lap.  I leaned my head back on his shoulder and stuck my thumb back into my mouth.  Reaching up he stroked my hair softly, “Now, the reason your tummy hurts is because you haven’t done #2 in a couple days.  Daddy needs to give you a couple of enemas to make you go then you’ll feel a lot better.”  He reached over and grabbed the boxes and scooted farther back on the bed.  He had me lay across his lap then lowered my diaper. Then he slowly inserted the first one and started squeezing it.  I moaned, groaned and wiggled around, complaining it felt uncomfortable.  He continued to squeeze while he patted my bottom, telling me it would be alright, that it was almost over.  When he finished with the first bottle he did the same with the second. 

 

When he finished he had me stay lay across his lap to let the solution do its job.  It felt fantastic; I was starting to get addicted to enemas.  He rubbed my ass while I was holding it.  He continued to talk soothingly to me the whole time.

 

Finally, it was time to empty myself out so he carried me to the bathroom. He let me empty my bowel then cleaned me up and carried me back to the bedroom.  Laying me on the bed he put a fresh diaper on then lay down beside me and leaned over and kissed me tenderly.

 

He moved up to the head of the bed and leaned back against the head board.  Reaching down and stroking my hair he said, “Why don’t you crawl up here beside me.  I have something I want you to do for Daddy.”

I crawled up and laid beside him, resting my head on his shoulder.  He put his arm around me then reached down and pulled his cock out of the flam in his underwear.  “This is Daddy’s lollypop.  Why don’t you crawl down and suck on it for me.  If you suck on it hard enough some cream comes out.”

”Okay Daddy.”  I crawled between his legs and lowered my lips down onto his rock hard cock and started to lick and suck on it.

 

He reached down and stroked my hair, “That feels real good baby.  You make it feel real good for Daddy.”  He spread his legs further apart so it would be easier for me to get to it.

I continued to suck on him for another 15 minutes or so before he started to moan, groan and then came.

After he finished I crawled up and lay down beside him again, resting my head on his shoulder, “Did I do alright Daddy?”

 

He smiled and patted the top of my head, “You did real good.”  We rested like that for several minutes until he caught his breath.  Then he rolled onto his side, facing me.  Smiling he stroked my hair some more.  “You’re such a good little girl and did such a good job.”  Leaning down he kissed me softly, “Now, Daddy wants to do a few other things.  Some of them might hurt a little bit at first but not for long.  Now, roll onto your back.”  I did as he said, looking at him with big, wide eyes.  Reaching down he undid my diaper and dropped it on the floor.  Then he spread my legs gently apart and propped them on his thighs and pulled me closer to him.  He then started to rub his dick up and down my pussy.  When I was really he started to ease it into me.

 

 

I moaned and groaned like it really hurt, saying, “Daddy, it really hurts!”

Leaning down he kissed me tenderly, “I know baby, as soon as I get it all the way in it’ll stop hurting.”  Continuing to ease his dick in slow and easy, he was panting heavily.  I continued to wiggle around like I was hurting badly.

 

Finally, he had it all the way in.  He held still and said, “It’s all the way in baby.  Now it won’t hurt so bad.  Then he started to move in and out.  This is when he dropped the act, “Mickey, this is great!”  He moaned.  We made love for a good hour then fell asleep, exhausted.

 

The next morning I awoke to Mike between my legs, eating my pussy.  I reached down and put one hand on top of his head.  Groaning loudly I said, “That feels fantastic!!”  He didn’t answer, keeping up what he was doing until I came.  Then he crawled up and lay on top of me, kissing me tenderly.  I ran my hands up and down his bare back.

 

When he pulled his mouth off mine he said, “We have to hurry, I have to leave for work soon.”  I then spread my legs and wrapped them around his waist.  Slowly he entered me and started to move slowly in and out.  Then he used one hand to massage my clit.  He brought me to three quick orgasms then pulled out and eased his cock up my ass and started to fuck me withlong, hard strokes.  It only took a few more minutes to shoot his load deep into my bowels.

 

When he finished he collapsed on top of me, panting.  After a couple minutes he gathered himself and kissed me tenderly.  “I have to take a quick shower.  Come on in with me.”

Then we both headed to the bathroom.  He turned the water on in the shower and had me bend over the toilet and administered one of the disposable enemas.  He then had me get into the shower with him.  I was to hold the enema the whole time we were in there. 

 

We spent a lot of time soaping one another up.  Finally, Mike had to get ready to leave for work.  I was allowed to expel the enema into the toilet.

 

After he left I crawled back into bed to get some more sleep.  Around noon I finally got out of bed.  I wandered the apartment for a while, trying to find something to do.  I finally put a dirty movie into the DVD player and flopped down on Mike’s bed to watch.

I spent the afternoon watching x-rated movies and getting hornier as the day wore on.  I just lay on the bed, rubbing my aching cunt.  I wanted Mike to come home and fuck the shit out of me.  I loved him giving me enemas all the time, I loved the full feeling they gave me and they made my pussy tingle.  The more I thought about Mike and the enemas the hornier I got.  I got up and went to the bathroom to take care of some business.  As I was sitting on the toilet I stared at the big red enema bag hanging up.  My asshole started to twitch at the thought of holding all that water.  As I was finishing on the toilet the phone rang, it was Mike.  “How’s my little girl doing?”

 

I groaned loudly, I knew from the way he was talking that I could speak freely, “Daddy, I’m so horny!”

”You are?  How horny are you?”

”I’ve been watching dirty movies all day and I’m dripping wet.”

”You are, are you?  What do you want me to do about it?”

”I want you to fuck the shit out of me!”

”I can’t do that right now.”

”I know.”  I moaned.

 

“You could take care of it yourself then show me how you did it when I get home.”

”Alright.  I also want another enema.”  I said softly, blushing.

 

“The equipment is in the bathroom if you want to try it yourself.”

 “OK Daddy.  I just wish it was you taking care of it for me.”

”I wish I was too.  But we’ll do something when I get home tonight.”

”OK Daddy.  I love you.”

”Me too Mickey.”

”You going to be late tonight?”

”Probably.”

”See you then.”  I said then we hung up.  I quickly undressed then went into the bathroom and retrieved the enema bag, hose and nozzle.  I quickly put it together and filled to bag with warm, soapy water.  When it was full I hung it up on the shower curtain rod and greased up the nozzle then leaned over the toilet and slowly inserted the nozzle deep into my ass and released the stopcock.  The water started to gurgle into my ass, it felt fantastic.

It took a while for all the water to drain into me.  When it was finished I pulled the nozzle out and dropped it into the tub then pushed the plug up my ass.  While I was waiting for the water to do its work I cleaned everything up and put it away.  Walking around and standing up made the water slosh around and it was turning me on all the more.  It had my pussy churning with juice.  I then decided to take the butt plug out and see how long I could hold it.

 

I went into the bedroom and lay face down on Mike’s bed.  I arched up and let my hand wander down to my crotch and started to rub my clit.  When I got close to cumming I got up and went back into the bathroom and sat on the toilet then started to rub my clit again.  It only took a couple more minutes for me to cum.  When my orgasm overtook me I lost control of the water and it started to squirt out of my ass.

 

When I finished cumming I shit out the rest of the water then cleaned myself up and went back into Mike’s room and lay down to wait for him.

I continued watching movies and playing with myself but each time I would get close to cumming I would pull my hand away.  I wanted to be real hot and bothered when he got home.

 

Around 10:00 PM I heard a key in the front door and Mike came in.  I heard him put his gun and coat up then head to the bedroom.  When he came in I was lying on the bed, propped up on the pillows, legs spread wide apart, playing with myself.  He leaned against the door jam, crossed his arms across his chest and smiled at me.  “I guess I can figure out what you want.”  He said, chuckling.

 

I looked at him, licking my lips.  “I want you to fuck me Daddy.  I NEED for you to fuck me!”

He straightened up and started to pull his clothes off, saying, “And that’s what you’re going to get.”

 

When he was naked he came over and lay beside me on the bed and started to play with his already hard cock.  He kissed me then said, “Tell me what you did today.”

 

I snuggled up closer to him and told him all about it.

 

Smiling down at me he said, “Did you enjoy it?”

”Oh yes.  But I would have enjoyed it more if you were here and doing it for me.”

He leaned down and kissed the top of my head, “What do you want to do tonight?”

 

I shrugged, “I’m sure you can think of something that we’ll both enjoy.”

Ruffling my hair he said, “OK, I think I have something.”  Getting off the bed he got his nightstick out of the closet.  Giving it to me he then sat down at the foot of the bed, leaning back against the foot board.  Smiling at me he said, “What I want you to do is play with yourself using the nightstick as a dildo while I watch.”

I crawled up to the headboard and spread my legs.  Mike tossed me the baton and I started rubbing the tip of it up and down my dripping slit.  When I felt it was wet enough I started to ease it inside.  I got about 6 or 7 inches of it inside then started to move it in and out.  With the other hand I started to rub my clit. 

 

Mike watched me intently and jerked on his already hard cock.  In a few minutes I quit thinking about him and became absorbed in the feelings the baton and my fingers were producing.  After quite a while of watching me Mike crawled up beside me and took my hand off the baton and started to move it a little faster and harder into me.  After several minutes of this he pulled it all the way out then placed it against my asshole and gently started to push it inside until he had most of it buried in me then started to move it.

After several minutes he took his hand off the baton and moved up between my legs and started to ease his cock into my dripping pussy.  As he stroked in and out he reached underneath us and started to move the baton in tandem with our fucking.  It was fantastic.  It only took a few minutes to cum and he followed a couple minutes later.  Then we both collapsed, exhausted.