New Daddy

Mia threw her arms forward and warped them under Jordan's shoulders, burying her left cheek into his firm chest. The edge of his short beard tickled Mia's forehead as she smiled. She took a deep breath of air filled with Jordan's masculine scent mixed with cologne.

Such a manly scent. Why does this feel so familiar? Mia thought.

Jordan was puzzled at first, but quickly warmed up and returned the favor by wrapping his arms around her warm back.

She's got so much energy even though her body's so small. How could they leave her alone to fight like this? Jordan thought.

His arms covered her petite back completely, while the muscular fingers of his hand gripped at her shoulders. They shared each other's warmth a minute, before slowly pulling away. Without saying another word, the two returned to their original positions and continued to watch the movie.

Reina and the antagonist met up together once more, but instead of fighting each other, the sexual tension went through the roof. Literally; the two, who were using intimacy to lure the other into a trap, were on the rooftop of a café having R-rated sex.

Uh oh, Jordan thought.

It was going to be a short scene, but Jordan had completely forgotten it even existed until then. Frantically, he rushed for the remote to skip a few minutes ahead. Mia snatched the remote from his hands and shook her head as she furrowed her brow.

"Hey, hey, no skipping. The story was just getting interesting," she said, smiling as she turned back to the T.V.

Jordan sighed and tried his best to sit through the intense scene. Reina was bent over the balcony railing above the café in front of a busy road. The evening darkness, pillars, and flowers blocked all the intimate bits, but there was no hiding the slapping sound the two created as the antagonist drilled into Reina.

Jordan watched to see Mia's reaction but didn't see anything out of the ordinary behind her head. If only he could have seen her face; she bit the lower right side of her lip hard and tracked every movement the antagonist made intensively.

He's almost as tall and muscular as Jordan, yet he's driving against her so hard. Does that hurt? Either way, that looks so fucking good, she thought.

She squirmed very slowly, as any young and horny girl would. The motion massaged Jordan's cock through his track pants, which was ready for more attention, and both of them knew it.

Hmm? Is that... Mia thought.

The bulge that formed managed to nudge Mia as she sat.

There's no way she doesn't feel that, Jordan thought.

Oh, she did, and she began to smile once she understood his reaction wasn't toward the movie.

"I gotta, um, wake up for work tomorrow," Jordan said, squeezing Mia to the side as he stood up. "Good night."

Jordan walked quickly to his room while avoiding any eye contact with her. Mia spread her legs and looked at Jordan as he disappeared into the hallway. She smiled as the blurry image of two figures frantically coming into contact reflected on the side of her head. Mia looked back at the T.V, mesmerized by the scene before her. She looked back to make sure Jordan had closed the door to his room, then reached into her black leggings. She rewound the scene and did so several times while her fingers slowly treated the lips Jordan would dream about that night.

What's wrong with me? I just came twice and I'm already... But that was his cock just now, right? Could he feel the same way? Mia thought while biting her lip.

Ten minutes later, Mia laid with her back pressed against the coach and panted with her hands lodged into the front of her leggings. She had finished playing with the clit she kept hidden. She pulled her hand out and raised toward her face, then gazed at the mess she made all over her fingertips; her clear honey formed wet strings between her fingers.

Chapter 2: Building a Family

The next morning, Jordan told Mia that he would be walking her to school, just in case those boys decided to start any trouble. They walked along the sidewalk near the trash-ridden road and abandoned homes. Their side of town wasn't the most pleasant to look at, but was the only thing they could afford... so far. They passed a group of boys sitting on the hood of a car who gazed at the two as they walked. Mia wrapped her arm around Jordan's and gave them a condescending smile. Jordan gazed fiercely at the boys as well. The way their positions shriveled up made it evident that Jordan's large and muscular build intimidated them, even though he was wearing a white dress shirt with a blue tie and black dress pants.

Mia wore her uniform; a grey suit over a white shirt and purple neck ribbon, a short purple, plaid skirt, grey shoes, and white knee-high socks. The two had a feeling the boys wouldn't be bothering her anytime soon, considering they ran away from a spot they frequented every morning as if they owned it.

"You think they're going to school?" Jordan laughed.

"Nah, the school's that way. They're running the hell away from you," Mia laughed, clinging tightly onto Jordan's arm.

**

Hours into the school day, Jordan finally had a break from the students who clearly didn't want to be there any more than he did. He sat in a small room which was an office to two teachers, but the other teacher wasn't there that day. His chair swiveled as he sifted through the mountain of documents on his broad desk. His desk lamp lit up the room in unison with the dim orange light within the ceiling fan.

Knock knock, went the door. Well, it was more like a Knock knockity knock knock.

It was obviously a student.

"Student hours are closed," Jordan said plainly, paying much more attention to his work.

"Too bad I don't care," Mia said as she closed the door behind her. She smiled at him as she leaned against the door. "Working hard or hardly working?"

"Both. Yet neither somehow," he replied, rearranging the assortment of papers someone seemingly dumped on his table. "But I can take a break. What's up?"

Mia playfully walked forward, swinging side to side with her hands behind her back; a type of girl-like behavior she'd only show around those she was comfortable with. "I wanted to talk about last night."

Jordan winced and laughed. "Was the movie that interesting?"

"Maybe, but that's not what I meant. I mean how you popped up after you realized you well-- popped up."

"Oh," he sighed. His heart rate began to match Mia's when she entered the room.

A cute reaction for someone with such a large bulge, Mia thought.

Jordan wasn't the only one who felt a nervous sense of tension, especially since he wasn't the only one that noticed his 'surprise'.

"You don't need to be embarrassed. I mean isn't that normal for guys? Even guys your age?" Mia asked, sitting on the front edge of Jordan's desk.

Her legs brushed his as she crossed them; her lower thighs bulging from the upper rim of her tight socks. Jordan couldn't help but notice how adorable, yet appetizing she looked in her uniform but pretended not to, as usual.

"I'm not that old. Did you come all this way just to tell me that?"

"No matter how stylishly you slick your hair I can see those grey bastards hiding in there. And, No. I figured it probably might happen again since we'll be living together and I just want us to get comfortable."

"I get it, but you worry about me way too much."

"No, I mean, with the whole family thing we were talking about. Wouldn't it be okay if we could be a bit more open with that?"

"What do you mean?" Jordan asked.

Mia licked her lips and chuckled, looking down at Jordan's crotch. She pulled her view back up to Jordan's face and smiled. "Can I see it?"

"Sure," Jordan said without much thought.

Whoa! Whoa! Easy there boy! What do you think you're doing? he thought immediately after. "Wait. No. No. You can't. I can't do that."

"Come on, what's the big deal? Just one peek and I'm done. Promise okay? Like ripping a bandage off. Except I really hope you don't rip your dick off. That sounds painful," Mia said.

Jordan wanted to laugh, but he couldn't help but think of every excuse not to.

Would it be fair not to show her, considering she gave me a show the other night? Jordan thought.

The old ceiling fan wiggled as it tried to cut the tension in the room.

"If I do this, are you going to tell me where you got the money from? And keep your grades up?" Jordan asked in deep breaths.

"I can promise you one of those things," she said with a smile.

Jordan pushed himself away from the desk slightly, turning the chair to Mia as he unbuckled his black leather belt. Mia slowly crawled off the table and waited patiently as she squatted. He removed the button and slowly zipped down his pants. He wondered if Mia paid this much attention to presentations in class by the way she gazed at his crotch. Tugging down his pants a bit, he loosened the upper rim of his boxers and finally let his cock fall all the way out onto his lap.

"Wow," Mia whispered, her eyes lighting up as if she was witnessing a masterpiece.

How did his wife take all that? Was she ten feet tall or something? Mia thought.

Jordan couldn't help but chuckle at her comment; he might have felt proud, but it was quickly being outweighed by embarrassment. "You happy now?"

"No! Not yet!" Mia insisted, waddling closer to Jordan's lap. "I've never seen one this close before. Can I... Can I touch it?"

She admired the thick and veiny texture that was slightly darker than Jordan's lightly tanned skin and was eager to see what it would feel like in her soft hands.

Jordan really wanted to say no, but he was already losing the battle of temptation, why stop then? He pushed the chair closer to her and she smiled in response. Mia crept up to him like a cat approaching a foreign object. She prodded at the tip of his cock with her fingers, moistening her rose-pink fingernails with a mysterious substance that began to ooze from the slit. She wrapped digit after digit around the shaft of her new toy and gripped firmly; a bit too firmly.

"That's too hard," he winced at her inexperienced squeezing.

"Oh, sorry," she giggled, loosening her grip. The texture felt just as good in her hand as she imagined, and it only began to feel better once Jordan's cock started to stiffen. On its own Jordan's tip began to rise and point toward Mia's innocent face.

Does this thing have a mind of its own? Jordan thought.

Yes, I do. What're you going to do about it? his cock said by the way it fully stiffened in Mia's hands.

She pumped her hand slowly up and down the shaft as her head drew closer. She watched closely as the skin peeled up and down near his swollen tip. The sight for her was tantalizing, so much so that her mouth began to water.

"Can. Can I...?" she was about to ask.

Without warning, the door to Jordan's office began swinging open. Mia quickly crawled beneath the desk and Jordan pushed his lower body far beneath the desk when he turned his chair.

That was close, way too close, they both thought.

From the door emerged a mature-looking woman with blonde hair tied into a bun. She covered her tall and slender body with a black suit and matching pencil skirt. Her expression and dark red lipstick resembled the prestige of a queen, but the look in her deep blue eyes through her glasses said she didn't want to sit down for tea.

"Terra, is there something wrong? Usually, when you barge in it's at least with two more people to complain about," Jordan said, trying to make sure his lower half was out of Terra's line of sight.

"You're a popular one, Jordan. The kids like to talk about you as 'that cool funny teacher' or 'that teacher that put the janitor in a headlock that one time'," Terra sighed with one hand on her firm hip and the other holding up a stack of paper.

"Now's hardly the time to be getting jealous. It's exam season, shouldn't you be getting busy somewhere e-else?" Jordan said, stuttering on his last word as he felt Mia wrap her hands around his cock once again. She couldn't help herself, especially since it was pointing right at her face and practically begging to be touched.

"The reason I'm here is to talk to you about that girl. Honestly, there's only so much we can do."

"You mean Mia? She's doing fine."

"She kicked Samuel Hudgins in the dick last week."

"Samuel is a dick."

"She started a food fight last fall."

"Not like anyone's gonna eat that cra-ah-ap."

"Drink some water Jordan. It's springtime. You're a grown man, you should take care of yourself," Terra said, squinting at him. "Anyways, before I get into that. I have a report that she was seen wrapped around your arm this morning like a couple of teenagers."

"She was just playing around. She's been through enough. Can't she have a little fun?"

"Mr. Rivers, I'll remind you that living with one of your students violates so many school and district rules that it's actually quite hilarious why you're not in jail."

"Be that as it may, I am now and will remain her legal guardian. I signed the papers, I fought for her."

"And who do you think dealt with the paperwork for the school board? Me. I handle anything that has to do with student relations, but most importantly I decide who does and doesn't get to keep their scholarship," Terra warned, grinning as she swung her hips to the other side.

"You're in charge? And you still took her off the list?" Jordan asked.

His mind was heated in anger, but his lower body melted under Mia's every touch and squeeze. She stroked down to the base and all the way up, using the rhythm of the ceiling fan to mask the wet noises.

Smart girl, Jordan thought.

"There are rules, Jordan. Rules she failed to follow, simple rules like keeping her grades up."

"Of course, her grades are going to fall. Do you have any idea what happened to her? Her father killed himself! Don't you have a shred of compassion?"

"People die, Jordan. If you want to complain, complain to God, because people have been dying since the beginning of time and that's not going to end anytime soon."

"Pff," Jordan scoffed trying to mix business with pleasure. "You're all the same."

"Who? The people who realize that she's a lost cause?" Terra laughed.

"She's fuckin' amazing," Jordan shouted. Mia stopped stroking, Jordan wondered what was wrong, but he didn't know that the girl he was just speaking about stopped to blush and smile. Terra shook her tilted head and laughed. "She has more energy and personality than anyone on the team right now. You're just upset his death caused a stir."

"What? That the gym teacher took his own life? That isn't my problem. My problem is that we need to have mental health seminars every other week that I have to organize. He probably did it to get away from that drug addict mother and annoying kid," Terra sighed, acting as if she was above death itself.

Jordan wiped his teeth with his tongue and exhaled.

"That's a whole family you're fucking talking about now. You can say whatever you want, but watch how you talk about that family. Especially Mi..."

It seemed like Mia's favorite thing to do was cut Jordan's words off. She opened her mouth wide and quickly shoved the head of Jordan's cock into her mouth. She slowly pushed down onto as much as she should take. Her pink lips stretched fiercely around the thickness, coating a third of the shaft in saliva as she bobbed up and down. She began using her tongue; the way she flailed it wildly showed both inexperience and hunger. Her teeth grazed the sensitive tip, causing Jordan to shudder in painful pleasure. She noticed, then covered her teeth with her lips, and continued to tease her throat quickly with the new toy in her hand. One of Jordan's hands strayed under the table and ran through her jet-black rivers of hair. He gripped firmly onto a portion and instinctively forced Mia's head down.

Terra looked at Jordan with a questioning expression but shook her head. She radiated an aroma that said I'm too busy to be wasting my time with this. She also reminded Jordan of his wife; a beautiful demon.

"Look, I don't know what your relationship is with that family, but there's only so much we can do for her. I'm a kind woman, so I'll break even with you. I'll come around to your house in three weeks."

"For what?"

"To check the conditions. It's not uncommon for the school board to send reps to evaluate the scholarship candidates. Unfortunately, it's usually done at home to get a 'natural' response from them," Terra rolled her eyes and turned around.

Mia noticed Terra was getting farther away and got a bit too excited. She forced herself onto half of the shaft and let out a wet gag that could be heard across the room. Terra turned back to Jordan and sighed.

"You're a grown man and you're going to make those pathetic sounds when you don't get your way? Do you realize I'm trying to help you?" Terra said.

Jordan could feel his balls boiling. The warmth of Mia's mouth coupled with her breaths soothing the area below his stomach caused him to grit his teeth. He could care less about whatever it was Terra was trying to say but decided to give her a reply to at least satisfy her and get her out of the room. "And why are you helping me? I figured you'd hate me. I know I turned down your invitation to dinner. But you knew I was married."

"If I did then I wouldn't... Never mind. Three weeks, okay?" Terra shook her head and stormed out of the room.

The instant she slammed the door behind her, Jordan leaned back in his seat.

"Fuck," he groaned loudly.

He rolled his chair out, but Mia's mouth was still gripped around him like a leech. Both his hands wrapped around her head slowly, combing through her hair before sinking his fingertips into her scalp. Mia saw no reason to be quiet any longer, especially after looking up at Jordan with innocent brown eyes and seeing his expression of ecstasy. His eyes were closed, so he wasn't even sure if the door too was closed. Tears began running down Mia's cheeks as her loud gags filled the room.

Am I doing this right? It's so thick I can't even fit the whole thing down my throat. How do the pornstars do it so easily? He looks like he feels so good though. I'll keep sucking for you, Jordan. Use my throat however you like, Mia thought.

"Mia. I'm sure you know what comes next," Jordan groaned, managing to squeak out a warning.

Mia smiled and nodded her head, but she didn't stop her vigorous bobbing. Jordan bucked his hips forward and forcefully grabbed two handfuls of Mia's hair. It was Mia's first time with a cock in her mouth, but even she knew Jordan was about to blow. She pulled herself back just a bit before he made one final thrust deep into her throat. He released stream after stream of warm lust into her throat, grunting madly as he did. He leaned to the back of his seat while a smiling Mia slowly swallowed every drop of cum in her mouth.

Gulp, gulp, gulp.

When she was done, she pulled Jordan's cock out of her mouth and gasped like she had finished a refreshing glass of water on a hot summer's day. The excitement both had them panting. They looked at each other, stared for a moment, then ended up chuckling.

"You didn't ask if you could do that," Jordan laughed as he pat Mia on the head.

Good girl. Fuck. She's got some lips on her, he thought, despite his words.

"I didn't get the chance," Mia laughed, sliding her tongue across her lips. "That was fun."

It's still running down my throat. It's so thick and creamy, Mia thought.

"I'm really not supposed to agree, but I'm also not supposed to lie to you," Jordan sighed.

Mia laughed out loud, rising to her feet to give Jordan a hug. His cock was pressed between their stomachs.

"Did that feel good, Daddy?" she whispered, planting a kiss on his shoulder.