Being His Baby Girl Pt. 02

This story graphically depicts fingering, clitoral stimulation, oral sex and vaginal sex. There will probably be grammar, punctuation, storyline mistake -- this is my first story, and I'm working out the kinks. All characters, storylines and acts are consensual, 18+ and completely fictional. Any resemblance of the characters to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental.

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If I'd known how long it'd be before Jessie and I saw each other again, I would have fucked him in that hammock.

We made plans to see each other the next day, but I woke up with a head cold that took me into Wednesday -- and then he worked back-to-back shifts right past the weekend.

I'd have thought that us going so long might've cooled the passion, but as our next date got closer, I felt like an animal in heat.

Jessie and his huge cock were the first thing I thought about when I woke up and the last thing I touched myself to at night. I couldn't stop imagining how he'd feel inside me, especially when I'm calling him daddy again...

"Mia?" Luke, my desk buddy, pulled me from my trance. "Any chance you're free to come to the meeting in five?"

I'd been zoning out for so long my computer screen was asleep. Shit, I really needed to fuck Jessie already.

"Yeah, let me just pop to the bathroom and I'm there," I avoided his eyes, regretting gushing so much about Jessie a week earlier. There's no way they can tell how fucking horny I am, right?

A moment later I was locked away in one of the bathrooms next to the meeting room, willing myself to take a deep breath and think calming thoughts. I can do this, I can do this, I can do this.

My phone vibrated against my butt, making my pussy tingly uncontrollably. I pulled it out and prayed it's a text from my grandpa or someone equally platonic, just anything but --

Holy fucking shit, Jessie's jerking himself off.

He had clearly just woken up, having worked the late shift the night before. And they'd been talking (sexting) about morning wood recently; I had come clean about how much I loved getting fucked in the morning.

But to send a video of him jacking off... Fuck, he was trying to tease me.

I hit the pause button with one hand and slipped my hand into my jeans with the other. I couldn't stop my fingers from pressing hard on my already-wet clit.

Slipping my headphones in, I played the video at full volume. Immediately, the sound of his hand roughly gripping and sliding along his dick filled my ears. Oh, fuck me.

I couldn't tell if I was breathing loudly, but I couldn't help but pant as I copied his rhythm with my own hand.

"Yeah, baby?" His soft voice filled my ears. "You like watching daddy touch himself, don't you?"

I moaned at the sound of his name. I do, daddy.

"Daddy's cock is so hard because of you, baby girl," The tip of his dick glistened with pre-cum, making me lick my lips. "I just wish you were sucking it."

"Oh fuck," I slapped my hand over my mouth a second too late. Fuck, how loud was I being?

"Baby, you make me feel so good," His breathing was getting faster as his pumping started speeding up. "The way you take daddy's dick..."

The smell of my pussy juices from the fingers that were just inside me were making me wetter. I shut my eyes and pictured his dick as I started sucking my own pre-cum off my fingers.

I propped my phone up against the mirror, using my free hand to reach down and start rubbing furiously to Jessie's groans of pleasure.

"Fuck," Jessie's hand jerked the tip of his shaft, his voice just as rough as his grip. Yeah, daddy?

"Baby girl, I can't wait to cum--"

"Mia?"

I startled hard at the sudden banging, ripping out my air pods as I scrambled for my phone. Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.

"Mia, are you okay in there? Luke just wanted me to check in on you," Shit, Tanya was checking in on me? I'm so fucking late. And I'm still so fucking horny.

"I'm good!" I called through the door, washing my hands frantically as I tried not to curse Jessie out for my blue balls. "Just coming now."

Not anymore...

Looks like I needed to show Jessie that two could play this game.

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Three days after bathroom-gate, Jessie and I finally had a free night. He invited me over to his, and as I was getting ready that Thursday night, I wondered what he had in store.

Especially given what I had planned... He'd better be able to keep up.

I showered, ate and slipped into the outfit I had laid out on my bed. I didn't want to chicken out, so I gave myself no time to change my mind before leaving. He deserves this.

No amount of masturbating had helped relieve the sexual frustration I felt since almost ccoming in my work bathroom, and I'd basically not talked to him all of yesterday because of how hard it'd gotten.

I'd never been so turned on before. And I'd never wanted to get fucked as badly as I did tonight.

Jessie's place ended up being across town, in a cute subdivision I'd never been to yet. I parked in front of the number he gave me, admiring the polished-looking condo in front of me.

Is this what it's like to be with a man? Fucking him in his beautiful home? God, life could be worse.

I took a deep breath and tightened the coat knot around my waist. Underneath was the laciest lingerie I could buy, and the source of my anxiety. I'd bought it wanting to drive Jessie crazy, but now him tearing the lace to shreds was all I could think about.

"Now or never," and with that, I got out of the car and headed up his pathway.

The door opened before I even made it to the first step. Jessie stood there, a lazy smile on his face as he watched me. I didn't smile back as I took in his black jeans and t-shirt, both rolled up to reveal the extensive tattoos below. Did I know he was this tatted?

"Welcome," he said once I was inside, shutting the door softly behind me. I tried not to focus on how close he was or how his voice was already making me wet.

"Your place is lovely," I said, meaning it as I looked around. You could tell just by his furniture and the art (art!) on his walls that Jessie had good taste. Everything had a very vintage vibe that went well with the newer, more art deco pieces and --

You're totally just focusing on his house instead of how crazy hot he looks with all those tattoos and does he have more of them under the rest of his clothes and I bet he looks so fucking good naked.

"Can I get you something to drink?" Oh thank god, save me from myself.

"Maybe just some water?" Jessie raised his eyebrows at me but didn't say anything, just disappeared into the kitchen. I didn't want to waste time with cocktails, I was here for his cock.

"Did you want a toke or anything?" He came back with the water and I immediately set it down as I nodded my head. Smoking with him was already becoming my favourite thing, and I couldn't think of a better way to chill the fuck out.

We went out to his backyard, which had the cutest patio set among the trimmed grass, and he packed his bong. I drank my water with an intensity I'd never had before, mainly so I didn't watch his nimble fingers as they worked away.

He handed me the bong, but instead of offering me the lighter, he held it up.

"Can I light it for you?" I'd never had anyone care enough to light my bowl for me; was this a new form of chivalry? "Just tell me how much you want."

His eyes were staring straight into mine with a look that I was already starting to recognize. He was turning me on and knew he was turning me on -- enjoying it, even.

This is our foreplay, I realized as my pussy started growing damper under his look. He's playing with me.

Time to play back.

"Is it okay if I get more comfortable first?" I leaned back abruptly, shattering the moment. His gaze never left me as I unknotted my belt, then undid each button slowly.

I held his stare as I opened my jacket and let it fall onto the back of my chair. Pushing my chest back slightly so my tits almost popped out of their lace bra, I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around the top of the bong.

Jessie's face was expressionless, but I could see the hard outline of his cock straining against his jeans as he leaned forward. He lit the weed and I pulled until I met his eyes, and he stared back as he pulled the bowl out and I inhaled the smoke.

The high hit me almost immediately, stripping away the last of my shyness as I watched Jessie hit his own bowl. I was ready to drop down and suck his dick right then and there, but the way he was watching me made me want to play with him more.

It was pretty cold out, being early February and all, but the lust inside me was burning hot. Hot enough for me to reach behind my back and snap my lacy bra off with a single movement; we both watched it fall to the floor.

"Oops."

Jessie didn't move, he just stared as my nipples grew hard in the cold. He was across from me, but I swear I could feel his heat from here; he wanted me as badly as I wanted him. Good.

"Take one more hit, baby girl," his voice was soft but commanding. I knew he just wanted to see a topless girl hit his bong, but I was happy to submit.

I sucked on the glass piece gently as he lit my bowl once more, my eyes not leaving his as I inhaled then exhaled.

He leaned forward, crossing the short space between us, and cupped my face between his hands. It felt like he was going to kiss me -- finally break the excruciating sexual tension -- but all he did was stare.

"I really want to fuck you, Mia."

His thumb brushed my lip, sending shivers down my body.

"I want that too."

"How badly?" One hand dropped to my nipple and began rubbing it gently. I bit my lip to keep my moan inside, but it only made Jessie's rubbing get faster.

"Really badly," I whispered.

"You're gonna have to tell me exactly what you want, baby girl." Now both hands were massaging my tits and playing with my nipples, eliciting waves of pleasure that shot directly to my pussy.

I couldn't tease him any longer. And I couldn't be teased any longer either.

"I want you to fuck me, daddy. Really, really hard."

His hands squeezed my tits so rougly that I cried out, but I didn't want him to stop. I wanted more pleasure, more pain -- just more and more and more.

"Okay, baby girl," Jessie let go of my tits and grabbed my jacket, wrapping it around my shoulders as he stood up. "Let's go inside."

I had barely shut the door behind me when suddenly my back was pressed up against it, Jessie's hands around my waist and his face inches from mine.

"You sure you're okay with this?" The double-checking might've pissed other horny girls off, but it just turned me on more.

"Yes," I said, making sure to hold his searching gaze. "On one condition."

"Anything," His body pressing against mine was driving me crazy... Especially the big cock that was pushing deliciously against my pussy.

"Just," Jessie was leaning so close and looking at me so intently, it was hard to speak. But I knew that once I said what I said, the game would be over. And I needed it to be over.

"Yeah, baby?"

"Just... Don't hold back."

Jessie smiled wickedly, and I felt him grind his hard cock slowly against me.

"I don't think I could, Mia."

It was too much talking then; I kissed him, and he met my lips with an intensity that had me immediately moaning into his open mouth.

He tasted so good, even better than I remembered. It's the passion, I thought as his tongue played with mine. He was kissing me like all he wanted to do was kiss me. And that made me want to do so much more with him.

As if on cue, one of his hands grabbed the back of my coat and gently tugged it off my shoulders. It fell to the floor as he pressed me closer to him, my bare tits rubbing against his chest.

I tugged at his shirt, still not breaking away from the kiss but desperately wanting to feel his skin against mine. He groaned and bit my lip, as if savouring this last second, then pulled his shirt over his head.

"Holy fuck," I couldn't help but swear; his chest was covered in the coolest, darkest tattoos I'd ever seen. And the snake on his stomach.... It had a thick tale that curled and dipped right below his jean line.

"Take off your panties," Jessie said, eye-fucking me as I did the same to him.

I slowly removed the lace panties, watching him notice how damp they were.

"Give them to me."

I handed them over, and still staring at me, he lifted them to his face and inhaled deeply before letting them drop to the floor.

I took a step forward, now completely naked, and let my fingers trail the snake down to the top of his jeans. I was close enough to hear his breathing, and it hitched as I undid his button and zipper.

The tail continued down and disappeared into his hair, and I kneeled as I took his pants off.

More tattoos covered his thin, muscular legs and I felt my pussy gush as I came face to face with his hard cock. He wasn't wearing underwear, and I liked thinking it was because he didn't want to waste any time.

"Daddy?" I said shyly, looking up at him with wide eyes. "Can I suck your dick, please?"

Jessie swore, his eyes darkening as he nodded and tangled his fingers through my hair.

"Yeah, baby girl. I want you to suck your daddy's dick until I tell you to stop, okay?"

I had barely finished nodding before Jessie pulled my mouth onto his cock, making me immediately start spurting again.

His dick felt so good in my mouth; it didn't take long for me to eagerly lick and kiss and suck every inch of him. My tongue swirled around his dick tip every time Jessie let me come up for air, before forcing my head back down onto his.

He hit the back of my throat a couple of times, which only made my pussy throb harder.

I angled my head as best as I could while he kept thrusting into my mouth, waiting until a particularly aggressive face-fuck to open my throat and take him past my teeth.

My throat closed around his dick tip and as I choked on it, Jessie let out a loud groan and forced himself deeper down my throat.

"Holy fuck, Mia," I liked that he let the daddy act slip for a second, too lost in fucking my face to care. I looked up at him as tears streamed down my cheeks; I couldn't breathe when deep throating, but I was too turned on to give a shit.

Jessie looked down at me with wide, wanting eyes and dropped his head backwards in pleasure when he saw me. His hands relaxed their grip on my head and he pulled me off his dick with another soft moan, letting his pre-cum drag a sticky trail through my mouth and onto my lips.

"You like sucking my dick, don't you?" Jessie whispered, one hand holding his dick while the other held the back of my head. He stroked it as he rubbed the tip against my lips, my tongue flicking out to lick up whatever I could.

"I do, daddy," I said, replacing his hand with mine and cupping his balls gently with my other. I teasingly licked his shaft, holding his intense gaze as I cleaned his leaking member. "I like being daddy's slut."

Jessie groaned as I took his dick deep in my mouth and back into my throat, sucking ferociously as my words echoed in our heads. Being (lovingly) degraded had always been another fantasy of mine, and I was too turned on to hold back.

I sucked and choked on his cock as I swallowed the pre-cum that was filling my mouth nonstop. My own girl cum dripped shamelessly down my legs as I pumped his shaft with my hands and worshipped his tip with the back of my throat.

Jessie's groans and pants of pleasure were almost as loud as my intense sucking; his beautiful noises were all I wanted more of.

That's a lie. I was getting face-fucked this hard because I wanted the best noise of all; the sound of him loudly coming in my slutty little mouth.

"Okay, that's enough," Jessie roughly yanked me off his cock and pulled me up to standing. I barely had a second to register before his hands were around and under my ass and he was pulling me into the air, my legs wrapping around his waist as I straddled him.

"Jessie?" I said as he carried me towards the couch, his dick resting just under my ass.

"Daddy needs to fuck you so badly," Jessie said as he laid me down with a tenderness that made me want to get my mouth back on his dick immediately. "But I need to taste you first."

My legs parted as one hand slid between them and the other started playing with my tits. My clit pulsed as his fingers brushed it teasingly, but they didn't stop until two of his fingers slipped deep inside me.

I moaned loudly as he started fucking me with his fingers. Jessie wasn't gentle, just how I liked it. He was finger-fucking me so roughly that my orgasm exploded with no warning, and I came loudly around him.

"Daddy, can you fuck me now?" I said as soon as I caught my breath, my pleading eyes meeting his. I could see his cock glistening and pulsing with a need for his own release; and as his baby girl, I wanted nothing more than to give him that.

Jessie chuckled darkly, removing his fingers and licking them slowly. Then, still holding my gaze, he dragged his tongue from my clit to my bruised hole and back again.

"Not until you beg me to, baby girl," Jessie's hands tightened on my thighs as he started licking and sucking my clit with an intensity that matched my own love for his dick.

Immediately my clit began pulsing, getting harder and more swollen with each teasing twirl of his tongue. If Jessie had made it clear he knew what he was doing when he made me come in that hammock, there was no question with how he was eating my pussy.

This is my daddy.

That thought, combined with the view of Jessie's eyes closed in the pleasure he'd found between my legs, sent me flying over the edge.

"Fuck!" I shouted as my second orgasm ripped through me, making my body and pussy spasm uncontrollably. Jessie, my beautiful daddy, didn't stop either; he just licked me until I was so spent and my clit so sensitive that I could barely breathe.

"Please," I whispered as Jessie gave my pussy a final kiss and then sat backwards. He stroked his veiny cock lazily, enjoying watching me try to catch my breath.

"Please what, princess?"

I panted slightly, his voice and his wet cock filling me with a desperate need to have him inside me.

"Please, daddy -- I need you to fuck me now."

"Fuck you how, baby girl?" Jessie smirked as he moved closer, and dragged his cock against my sensitive pussy. I could feel his pre-cum mixing with mine -- dangerous territory with no condom -- but I couldn't give less of a fuck.

"Fuck me raw, daddy, until you come inside your baby girl," The words coming out of my mouth were filthy and unfamiliar, but they made my pussy gush against his pulsing dick.

"Be careful, Mia," Jessie's blue eyes were now so dark with lust they were almost black, and I could feel his muscles straining against my thighs from him holding himself back. "You keep talking like a dirty slut, and I'll have to fuck you like one."

I held his eyes as I moved my body close enough that his dick tip was now resting at the entrance to my wet pussy.

"So, shut up and fuck me daddy."

Jessie plunged into me so roughly that I cried out, making him laugh in my ear as his cock filled me. He pounded into me so hard that I could feel him bruising my cervix, but it only made me wetter.

I groaned as Jessie readjusted himself between my legs, sliding his hands under my ass and holding my cheeks apart as he pulled himself deeper into me.

I could feel his cock pulsing against my g spot as my pussy squeezed around him, making us both moan in pleasure.

"Do I feel good, daddy?"

"Yeah, baby girl -- your pussy feels so good," Jessie grunted and picked up speed, sending the tell-tale tingles to my toes. "I knew you'd be so fucking tight."