Andrew
Avery squeals as I stride across the hall. “Daddy, put me down.”
“Never.” I carry her effortlessly to the master bedroom before tugging back the comforter and sheet and depositing her on the mattress. I remove her black flats and set them on the floor, my hands coming to her thighs to rub up and down the sensitive skin.
She squirms, already so aroused she’s panting.
“Are you nervous, honey?”
She nods. “Yes, Daddy.” She squeezes her thighs together.
Fuck. Me. This is hot.
I stroke the outside of her thighs. “Daddy will be very gentle with you, okay?”
Another nod.
“Can you roll over so Daddy can unzip your dress?”
She scrambles to roll onto her tummy, and I set one hand between her shoulder blades while I slowly ease the zipper down with my other hand, revealing her creamy skin and the black lace of her bra and panties.
I seriously doubt she wears lingerie like this in her Middle space. She did it tonight because she thought we might have sex, and she had no idea she would be revealing so much about her Middle to me.
I unfasten her bra, letting my fingers linger on her warm skin. “Turn around and sit up for Daddy.”
She trembles as she obeys me, and I nearly swallow my tongue when the dress falls down around her waist, giving me the first look at her full, creamy, white breasts.
I give her a quick tug pulling her closer to the edge of the bed, making her fall onto her back with a little gasp. Another tug and I have her dress and bra off her body, leaving her in nothing but the black panties that stand out in sharp contrast to her white skin.
I want to go slowly, but it’s fucking hard. I’m fucking hard.
Trying to keep my hands steady so she won’t see my nerves, I ease them up from her hips to her breasts, cupping the sexy globes before flicking my thumbs over the pink tips.
She arches her chest, moaning delightfully. Her hands come to mine though, trying to push me away as if it’s too much.
I reach for her wrists and pull her arms over her head, pressing them into the mattress. Hovering over her face, I kiss her briefly. “Don’t push Daddy away. Daddy knows what you need. Be a good girl and keep your hands above your head right here, understood?”
“Yes, Sir,” she whimpers.
I lift a brow. “Do you need Daddy to restrain your hands so you won’t be a naughty girl and move them?”
She shakes her head. “No, Daddy. I’ll be good.”
I smile, kiss her nose, and then slide my hands down to tease her full breasts again. “These tits are so gorgeous, honey. Daddy could play with them for hours and never get tired.”
She shudders, whimpering, fighting the urge to move her hands or squirm out of reach. I can see it in the strain on her face and the way her teeth are gritted.
I have an idea. Patting her waist, I meet her gaze. “Be right back. Don’t move.” I shuffle from the room and across the hall, aiming for her twin bed. I grab the stuffed unicorn that’s strategically placed on her pillow, indicating its level of importance to her.
I’m back in seconds, and I tuck the stuffed animal in her hands. “There you go. Hold on to that for Daddy. If you get nervous, give him a squeeze, okay?”
She nods, smiling.
I’m doing something right.
Returning my attention to her soft globes, I tap her nipples, making her gasp and squeeze that unicorn. “Does it feel good when Daddy plays with your nipples, honey?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
I lean over her and flick my tongue over one sweet bud, enjoying the way she squirms again as I blow on it and then gently suckle the little tip.
The long deep moan coming from her mouth is music to my ears.
With a pop, I release the first bud and then play with it while I treat its twin to the same attention.
Avery is the most responsive woman I’ve ever touched. And though I know she’s in the headspace of her Middle, she’s not faking. She’s seriously this aroused. It’s a boost to both my ego and my cock.
Molding my palms to both soft globes, I nibble a path down to her tummy where I opt to pause a moment and blow a raspberry, making her wiggle and laugh. I don’t linger. Instead, I slide lower and kiss the edge of her panties. “Daddy’s going to take these off now, honey.”
She clenches her thighs and her butt slightly but not enough to stop me. She also whimpers slightly as I slowly drag the lace down her legs.
I’m not sure who’s breathing heavier as I set my hands on her knees. “Open your legs for me, honey. Let Daddy see that sweet little pussy.”
“I feel all funny, Daddy. And there’s something happening in my tummy.”
I kiss her thighs one at a time, gently pressing on her knees. “That’s normal, honey. Daddy’s going to make it feel better.”
She trembles as she drops her knees open. I mean, hell, I tremble too. Her pussy is so pink and swollen and wet.
I take my time, nibbling down her inner thigh and then the other one until she’s shaking. “Your beard tickles, Daddy.”
I smile and rub her inner thigh with my cheek.
She giggles sweetly, until I apply more pressure, scraping her tender skin just enough to turn that giggle into a moan.
It’s hard to hold her thighs open. She’s fighting me, nearly dislodging me when I press a kiss on her clit. “Oh, Daddy…”
I flick my tongue over the swollen bundle of nerves and then circle it.
“Something’s happening to me, Daddy.”
“It’s supposed to, honey. You’re being so brave. Let Daddy make it feel good.” I’m beyond humbled by this scene as I struggle to wrap my head around it fully. In a way, it’s like we’re role-playing at a club. She’s pretending to be young and innocent, letting a man see her for the first time. On the other hand, I suspect sex with Avery will nearly always be like this. It’s what she craves. It’s more than a scene for her; it’s a way of life.
When I suck her swollen clit into my mouth, she nearly shoots off the bed. It’s a strain for her to keep hanging on to the unicorn, but I’m pleased to see she’s obeying me.
I lift my face and drag a finger through her folds. “Daddy’s going to push a finger into your pussy now, honey. It might feel tight. Some pressure. It won’t hurt though. I promise.”
“Okay, Daddy.”
I ease my finger into her. Fuck, but she’s tight. It has been a long time since she’s had sex, or hell, even put a toy inside her. I’d been playing into her fantasy when I’d told her it would be tight, but based on how she’s stopped breathing and the grip her channel has on my finger, I’d say I was right. She’s tighter than I expected.
I slide my finger in and out of her. “Does that feel good, honey?”
“I think so, Daddy.”
“You’re being such a good girl.” I add a second finger without giving her the play-by-play. She gasps at the increased pressure and then starts shaking when I rub my thumb against her clit.
“Daddy…”
“I know, honey. Don’t fight it. Daddy’s going to make you come now. It’s okay if you need to scream.” I pick up the pace, thrusting my fingers in and out of her tight warmth. When I turn them so that my palm is facing up and curl them so they stroke over the sensitive spot at the top of her channel, she arches her hips off the bed.
I can’t hold her down easily because I need my other hand to play with her clit. I flick it several times, watching her face closely before I pinch it hard enough to send her over the cliff.
Avery does indeed scream, so loud the attached neighbor would have heard her reach her orgasm if that neighbor were home. But since I’m that neighbor, this orgasm is all for me.
“That’s my good girl,” I coo at her as she slowly settles against the mattress.
She’s breathing heavily as she glances at me. “What happened, Daddy?”
I smile as I pull my shirt over my head. “You had an orgasm, honey. Did it feel good?”
She nods as she pulls her knees slowly together as if she’s suddenly shy and modest.
My hands are on the button of my jeans as I kick my shoes off. “Daddy’s going to take his pants off now. Is that okay?”
She nods, her eyes wide, incredulous. She licks her lips and gasps when my cock springs free. “Oh, Daddy. That’s very big.” Her bottom lip trembles. “You’re not going to put it inside me, are you?”
I grab a condom from my jeans and set it on the mattress. Climbing onto the bed, I grab her by the waist to drag her away from the edge and turn her so that her head lands on a pillow. “I promise Daddy will take his time.”
She glances at me as I hover over her, my cock bobbing in front of us. “Will it hurt?”
“It will but just for a few moments. Then it will feel good.” I drop onto my back next to her. “Would you like to explore first, honey?”
She rises onto her elbows, dropping the unicorn onto her pillow. “Can I touch it, Daddy?”
“Yes.” I slide a hand up her back and urge her toward my cock. “Daddy would like you to lick it, honey.”
Her eyes go wide again. “With my tongue?” She looks genuinely shocked.
I have to remind myself this is still a scene, albeit so real it’s hard to pull out of it. “Yes. Daddy will teach you to take it into your mouth and swallow. Not today, but soon.”
“Okay,” she says, her voice trembling. She leans over and flicks her tongue over the tip.
I’m going to need to think about something truly awful to keep from coming before I’m inside her. Roadkill. Roaches. Rodents. Why must my list start with R?
Her small hand circles my shaft. “Is this okay, Daddy?”
“That’s perfect, honey. You can hold it tighter.”
She firms her grip and drags her hand up my length and then back down. “Does it hurt?”
I smile and rub her back. “Only because it wants to be inside you, honey.”
“Daddy, it’s not going to fit.” She shakes her head.
“It will.”
“I’m scared.”
I push to sitting and ease her onto her back. Leaning on my hip, I stroke my fingers over her tummy and then her breasts. I love the way they get heavier, her nipples stiffening to tight little peaks as I circle them.
In less than a minute, she’s squirming again.
“It’s okay to be scared, honey, but Daddy will never hurt you.” I slide my palm down to her pussy again. “Legs wide for me.”
She bends her far knee and lets it fall open. “You’ll go slow?” she asks, her eyes wide.
“I sure will.” I smooth my fingers over her folds again, parting them while I watch her expression. “Just relax, honey. Be my brave girl.”
“Okay, Daddy.”
She’s so wet. It’s incredible how aroused she is. I don’t want to stop looking at her. The red flush I’ve seen on her cheeks all evening extends down her chest and breasts. The contrast of her skin against mine is as sexy as I expected.
I lean over and take her lips again, needing to kiss her until her head is spinning. It’s not hard. She moans into my mouth as my tongue dances with hers.
When I thrust two fingers into her, she gasps against me. I press against her clit too, but I don’t want her to come again just yet. I want her to come around my cock.
It’s time. We’re both going to orgasm separately if I don’t suit up and ease into her.
I pat the bed next to my hip until I find the condom. When I do, I break the kiss. “Can you sit up and put the condom on Daddy, honey?”
She smiles. “I think so.”
I hand it to her and she tears into the package and pulls out the rubber. “How does it work?” She flips it around a few times as if she’s never touched one. It’s fucking adorable and I’m going to have to grit my teeth to keep from coming while she puts it on.
“You just roll it down Daddy’s cock.”
Her fingers are trembling as she sets it against the head of my dick and pushes it down the length. “Did I do it right?”
“You sure did, honey. Lie back down and spread your legs for me.”
She does as she’s told, parting her knees wider as I climb between them.
“That’s a good girl. Just try to relax. Daddy will take his time. It’s going to hurt a little, but I promise it will get better after a minute.”
“Okay, Daddy.” Her hands come to my hips, gripping me.
I line the hardest erection of my life up with Avery’s channel and grit my teeth as I ease into her about an inch.
“Oh.” Her eyes are wide, and her fingers dig into my hips. I’ll never know how much of this part is real and how much of it is feigned because, holy mother, she’s tight. Apparently an unused pussy can get tighter with time.
When her head tips back and her mouth falls open, I ease in a bit farther.
She gasps. “It’s too tight, Daddy.”
She’s not wrong. I’m going to blow before I get all the way in. “Be brave for me, honey. Take a deep breath and try to relax your muscles.”
The moment she lets her body relax, I thrust all the way home.
She cries out, loud enough that it’s obvious she’s never had sex in the past two years in this room because I would have heard her on the other side of the wall. Hell, I’m kind of relieved to know that I haven’t either. The thought of her listening to me with another woman makes my skin crawl. Thank God it never happened.
It’s been a long time since I’ve slept with anyone, and I didn’t bring her to my condo. A part of me subconsciously didn’t want Avery to see me with someone else.
I hold steady, letting her adjust. Both of her. Her Middle needs the pause to acclimate her virgin pussy. Her adult needs to catch her breath too because Jesus, she’s tight.
“You okay, honey?”
She nods. “I think so. I feel all funny in my tummy again though, Daddy.”
I smile. “I’m going to fix that.” I ease partway out and slam back in deeper.
She gasps, her fingers still gripping my hips.
“Better?” I ask.
“So good. Do it again, Daddy.”
I oblige her, enjoying the look on her face as I slowly pull out and then thrust back in. She’s so expressive. “That’s my good girl. Daddy’s going to make it feel so good.”
Her eyes roll back when I pick up the pace, her mouth open though I don’t think she’s breathing often. As much as I’d like to fuck her for two hours, I’m not going to be able to keep this up. My cock has reached the end of its patience.
I slide a hand between us and find her clit, pinching and tugging on it until she’s a tight bundle of raw nerves.
“I need…”
“I know you do, honey. Let it go. Come on Daddy’s cock.”
That’s all she needs. Her orgasm is so powerful I can’t stop myself from tipping over the edge right behind her. The grip of her pussy around my cock is too much, and I’ll never forget the pure bliss on her face.
I hold my body rigid inside her, my arms stiff at her sides. I don’t want to drop down on top of her and squish her.
Eventually, she lowers her gaze to meet mine. She’s smiling. “That was amazing, Andrew.” Her voice is different. Lower. Her adult is peeking out.
I smile. “Out of this world.” We both wince as I ease out of her. I lean over to kiss her gently. “Don’t move.” I slide off the side of the bed and head for the bathroom to dispose of the condom, wash up a bit, and return with a wet cloth.
Avery hasn’t moved an inch. Her legs are still parted, and she’s still breathing heavily. She turns her head toward me as I climb back onto the bed. There’s an odd look in her eyes. Panic, I think. I’m not sure why.
I reach between her legs and gently clean her skin, making her wince. “Sorry, honey. Your skin is going to be tender for a while.”
After tossing the cloth on the floor, I drop onto my hip and pull her into my arms. I kiss her forehead. “I don’t think there are sufficient words to explain how I feel. That was a precious gift. Thank you for letting yourself be vulnerable with me.”
She swallows and lowers her gaze as if she’s embarrassed.
I’m not sure what she’s thinking, but I hold her tight as she buries her face in the crook of my neck. We lie like this for a long time, me stroking her soft skin.
She’s so quiet. I want to ask her what she’s thinking, but I feel like she needs some time to process, so I say nothing.
When she finally speaks, her words slam into me, making my heart stop. “You should go.”