Aim to Misbehave

She woke up to sunlight streaming in through a crack in the curtains. For a moment she wondered where she was, but then she remembered, stretching her sore muscles. An arm tightened around her middle and drew her in closer. She could feel his breath stirring her hair and she sleepily smiled, closing her eyes as her aches reminded her of the previous night. Even now with everything sore, she grew wet as she relived her favorite moments. She bit her lip as she contemplated being naughty to get what she wanted. She could tell he was still sleeping, but if she wiggled just so, he would wake up. She knew he wouldn’t be able to resist. She could feel him behind her, her big spoon. Trying not to move her body too much, she reached down between her legs and almost whimpered when she touched herself to see how wet she was. She was sore, but it felt good.

“Kitten,” a voice behind her growled. She froze, breathing shallow.

“Yes sir,” she answered softly, her belly tightening at his pet name for her and his growling voice.

“What are you doing?” He asked and her face flushed with guilt.

“N-nothing,” she breathed, stammering.

“Are you lying to Daddy?”

She was silent for a moment and she took too long to answer, gasping softly when his hand encircled her wrist, drawing it up to reach behind her. He smelled her fingers before pulling them into his mouth and this time she did whimper at how his tongue caressed them, slowly running between her two fingers, now wet from his mouth instead. She marveled at how he always hungrily devoured her and she couldn’t help but wiggle her butt against him.

“First warning kitten,” he told her, withdrawing her fingers from his mouth and curling his arm back around her with her own, both their arms now nestled just under her breasts. She stilled, biting her lip again as she contemplated the consequences. She could feel him grow even harder behind her and the temptation was almost more than she could bear. To make it worse, he moved and gently bit her ear, his beard tickling her shoulder. His tongue snaked out and licked the edge of her ear lobe. Her breathing quickened as she nibbled her lip, trying to stay still and be a good girl. Every touch and every move he made lit her on fire as he squeezed her breast, taking her nipple in between his fingers and squeezed, pulling on it. She couldn’t take it anymore as she cried out, thrusting her hips against his and he growled into her ear, biting it harder than before.

He flipped her onto her stomach and the pillow muffled her gasp. He moved the pillow and placed her hands above her head, telling her not to move. She knew what was coming and tried preparing herself, but she still screamed when he spanked her really hard once on each cheek. They were still stinging from his hand when he took the flesh from one cheek into his mouth and bit down, clenching the other in his hand. She had to grasp at the bedsheets to stop herself from moving. Sometimes she aimed to misbehave, but she didn’t want to misbehave too much.

He straddled her and placed his hand in her hair, taking a handful and pulling her head backward. “Has my kitten been naughty this morning?”

“Yes Daddy,” she answered breathily.

“What did you do?”

She shakily breathed in before speaking, “I woke Daddy up and then wiggled my ass against him.”

“That’s right. And does kitten know what happens when she ignores her warning?” His voice in her ear made her quiver and she bit her lip.

“Yes. I get fucked,” she whimpered.

“Good girl,” he said to her, kissing the top of her head and backing off. She felt the absence of him as she lay on her stomach, not moving her arms. She loved hearing those words from him and smiled dreamily. She heard him open a cap on something but didn’t turn to look. She shivered but otherwise didn’t move.

“Bend over the edge of the bed, arms still above your head and don’t move them,” he ordered. She slithered down until her feet touched the floor, ass in the chilly air. Without warning he inserted two fingers inside of her ass and she felt lube on them, and he must have warmed it up before touching her. She gasped and he opened her ass further sticking a third and then fourth finger in. She gritted her teeth and whimpered when he removed his fingers. They were replaced with the tip of his cock, slowly pushing its way inside. Her pussy was so wet and she wanted so badly to rub her clit as he claimed her ass, but she knew she couldn’t. His hands grasped her hips, finding flesh to squeeze as he slowly moved in and out, letting her get used to the feel of him. The lube made her slick and she shivered at the feeling of him inside her ass until he was all the way in and she cried out, clenching at the sheets.

Her clit was throbbing and begging to be touched and she moaned at the aching need. He moved faster, one of his hands abandoning her hips to grab her hair, wrapping it around his fist and pulling. She growled at the feeling of her hair being pulled, and he pulled tighter until her head moved backward and her back arched. He slammed into her harder now, and she loudly moaned with each thrust, her knuckles white, tightly clenching. She adjusted the angle of her hips slightly so her clit was resting against the edge of the bed and rubbed against it and she orgasmed from just a couple of thrusts, her body shaking. He knew what she was doing and he removed his hand from her hair, once again grabbing her hips with both hands and pulled her away from the bed.

“Bad girl,” he growled, pounding into her ass even harder, the sound of flesh hitting flesh drowned out by her cries.

She knew he was cumming when she felt him quiver and throb inside of her, and then she felt his cum hot inside of her ass and she shook with her own orgasm. He was still inside her when he leaned down and kissed her back, lightly scraping his teeth against her skin, making her shiver. When he pulled out his cum leaked down to the inside of her thighs. He inserted a couple of his fingers in her wet pussy, pressing his thumb against her swollen clit, and she came again, her cheek resting against the bed. He kept moving his fingers in and out of her, relentless with his thumb. She lost count of how many times she came, twitching as she was still bent over the bed. He withdrew his fingers, slick with her wetness. She obediently opened her mouth and sucked on his fingers, tasting herself.

“Thank you Daddy,” she whispered, closing her eyes, satiated.

“You’re welcome baby,” he said to her, kissing the tip of her nose. “Come, let’s shower.” He helped ease her into standing and she was a little shaky. She rested her head on his chest for a moment before walking with him to the shower. She leaned against the wall as he turned on the water and tested it for her, making sure it wasn’t too hot. He held out his hand and she took it, smiling at him. He helped her into the shower, and grabbed the bar of soap, turning it over in his hands to get a lather going. He gently ran the soap up and down each of her arms, moving to suds her breasts, her stomach, and in between her thighs. She bit her lip when he got to that point, the entire area still sensitive. He moved to wash her ass taking care to be gentle, moving down her legs. He placed the soap on a ledge and massaged her legs on the way back up and she sighed, loving his attentions. His hands massaged her hips where his fingers had dug in earlier, moving up to gently kneed her breasts.

He then took her in his arms in a warm embrace, the water at her back as his fingernails lightly scratched it. She could stay here forever in his arms, his caring hold on her mind and body. She tilted her head up to him and he bent his down, their lips touching in a light kiss. She didn’t bite his lip this time, she didn’t want to ruin this sweet moment. She squeezed against him, nothing sexual about it, only the desire to be close to him. He kissed the top of her head and she smiled, nestling her head on his chest. She could live with these consequences from being naughty earlier and looked forward to the next time she misbehaved.

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