I. Daddy Next Door
I wake up to the sound of my drunk mom shouting at me from the living room. I take my headphones off and hear a baby crying on the other side of my wall. I groan. These new neighbours have a three month baby and it just won’t stop crying.
I get up in difficulty and make my way to the living room. I open my door and the hit of cigarettes and alcohol hits me. I need to blink a couple of times to take it all in. I continue and find my mom watching some sitcom with a cigar in her hand and a whisky glass on the other.
“Go tell those fucking assholes to shut their baby.” She yells with rage.
“Fine.” I did this a million times for the past two months and when I stand in front of their door, my speech is automatic.
I head over to their front door and knock. My shoulders fall in exhaustion and I sigh. I hear footsteps approaching the door on the other side. The door suddenly opens and I am overwhelmed by what I see.
A man. A gorgeous, handsome, muscled, tall, and sexy man. He looks at me and smiles lightly. I can’t blink nor say anything. I am frozen in place. Usually his girlfriend comes and talks to me but it seems she’s not here. I gulp down and suddenly I’m aware of what I might look like. Messy hair, a t-shirt with no bra beneath and I’m wearing sweatpants. Compared to him, I’m a mess.
“Hi, sorry about the baby. She’s sick so it’s hard to calm her down.” He says with a gentle tone. His voice is turning me on. I nod without a word, still staring at him. I think he notices my astonishment as he smiles deeper, almost as in a smirk. My cheeks start to heat.
“Ah, the baby doesn’t disturb me but it does to my mom and she shouts at me to come over and just…complain.” I notice his jaw muscles tightening. My heart is going crazy for this man.
“As long as she doesn’t disturb you.” He says, holding the soft smirk. My senses are going wild! Is he flirting? I’m getting wet.
“Sorry again, goodnight.” He says. I say goodnight and rush home with my pussy dripping. I want him so much. I
The next day after school I dress up, apply some light makeup and as soon as I hear that baby cry, I wait until my mom yells. It takes about five minutes for mom to get annoyed. I’m out of my front door wearing a sunflower summer dress and flat shoes. I look super cute and want that man, although I know he’s taken.
It’s around ten p.m. so his girlfriend, who’s a nurse and works night shifts, is not here. I know this because the walls are very thin and sometimes I can hear their loud discussions. This is my chance to take him. I want him so much. I know it’s wrong as he is about thirty and I am seventeen, and he’s a father in a relationship. But I want him.
I knock on the door and stand with a smile and my heart thumping like crazy. The door opens and he is just much more handsome than last night. He’s wearing a white polo and dark jeans, no shoes, only socks. His hair is dark and messy, a little grease which makes him much hotter. His chocolate eyes look at me and I see a sparkle in them. He keeps his eyes to mine. I am smiling.
“My mom is annoyed again.” I say with a shrug. His shoulders drop as do the curves of his lips.
“I’m really sorry but-” the baby starts crying, echoing through the hall. I peek into his apartment and see an open door and inside the room I see a part of the crib.
“I can’t seem to calm her down.” He says, disappointment. This is my chance.
“Maybe I can help?” I ask. His smile returns in a beat. He moves to the side and lets me in.
The apartment is new and renovated. I am amazed. I stare around before following him into the child’s room. She is a cute little baby with a light yellow bodysuit. I take her in my arms and shake her a little, trying to shush her. I have three baby cousins and sometimes the moms have enough so I take over. In other words, I am an expert in this area.
“I’m going for her medicine.” He says and walks out towards the kitchen. I smile and shush the child fast. Suddenly I feel a heat behind me. I slowly turn my head and see him towering behind me staring at the edge of my skirt. He looks at my eyes and smiles warmly with a light smirk. He gives the child the medicine and I put her down. A few minutes in with some crudels she falls asleep.
“Thank you.” He whispers. We walk out and he closes the door.
His eyes sparkle as he looks at me in admiration. His sexy gaze has me turned on and wet. I smile feeling like his eyes are about to attack me. I turn around and head to the door, he follows close behind. I turn around.
“Already leaving?” He asks with a smirk as he leans on the door behind me. I smell his cologne that is fresh and just amazing. I shrug with a flirty smile. He finally lets his eyes investigate me as they go down and up slowly and very sexy. My chest starts hurting but in a pleasant way.
“I don’t need to be home any time soon. My mom really doesn’t notice if I go back or not.” I say. His hand reaches the lock on the door and turns it, locking it. I don’t know if I’m getting nervous or excited, maybe a mix of both. He takes a step closer leaning over me. His eyes caress me, turning me on. He leans into my ear and whispers,
“Why are you so still and quiet?” He asks. I feel the smirk through his soft and mesmerising voice. My heart speeds up just as my pussy gets wetter. I’m afraid my panties will soak so much my cum is going to spill. I press both thighs together and he notices as his gaze quickly falls down there and back to me.
His free arm wraps around my waist and pulls me closer. His lips fall on my neck as his warm breath freezes me in place.
“How old are you?” He asks.
“Seventeen. You?”
“Twenty nine…” he hums as he sucks and bites me. His hands fall on my hips and turn me around, making me face a long and tall mirror. I am nervous but incredibly hot and wet. His arm wraps around my lower chest, cupping my right breast, while the other slowly slides down my stomach. I gasp and he stops his hand as well as his breath on my neck. I grab it and slowly slide it down, trying to give him the hint that I want this. His hand gets under my skirt and inside my panties. He slides them down and inserts his fingers inside. I move my legs a little, giving him space to touch me. As he digs in deeper I moan and lean my head on his chest.
“Oh you’re so wet.” He whispers. His voice makes me wetter than his fingers. I moan a quiet yeah.
“Want more?” He whispers again.
“Yes…ah…” I am starting to sweat from the pleasure. He suddenly sweeps me off my feet and carries me deeper into the apartment. His arms are strong and firm.
He lightly kicks the door and walks us in. He lays me on the bed. I lean back on my hands and observe him, deciding what I should do next. I back off deeper into the bed. He crawls after me and looks at my breasts. His hand swiftly unbuttoned my dress from the top, revealing my boobs. I’m not wearing a bra or panties at a moment and I’m feeling so hot, harmony and wet, and ready to get fucked by this man. He dips his face into the line between the breasts and starts kissing and sucking them. His hand moves onto the nipples as he teases me. I moan and he slowly slides the top of the summer dress down, revealing my shoulders and upper chest.
“Ah…”
He grabs the skirt and slides it up revealing my bare private parts. He unbelts his trousers and takes his dick out. It’s big, hard and full of veins. He grabs my legs and puts them over his shoulders and grabs my hips pulling me closer. His tip touches my hole briefly and I make a little gasp. He looks me in the eye, waving for approval. I extend my arms and group the sheets. He smirks and thrusts into me. I gasp loudly as he starts screwing me. I moan and moan, feeling my pussy tighter around his dick. I moan loudly and feel my heart hammering on his dick.
He breathes heavily as he flips me over on my stomach and raises my hips up. He pushes it in again as he continues to hammer me like a sexy toy. My cum is dripping down my stomach and it just feels better the more he thrusts. I moan loud as he drills deeper. I feel him penetrating me as I get tighter. I feel my pussy squirming all over his dick. He stops and groans in annoyance. I’m breathing hard as I let out a small moan of lasting pleasure.
He grabs my hips and pulls me closer, sitting me up and my back bumping with his chest. He takes me off the bed and leans me on the desk behind the bed. I grip the edges of the table and breathe. His slide from my ass up to my waist.
“If you want me harder, you need to call me ‘Daddy’.” He whispers.
“Yes…daddy…” I moan. He thrusts into me and begins to be harder and rougher than previously. I moan and moan.
“Oh daddy, daddy!” I exclaim. He accelerates. I feel getting tighter, so much tighter than the past two times.
“Harder, faster daddy…ah-ah-ah…” he gets faster and I tighter. We both moan and groan. I suddenly feel such a relief I gasp loudly. He pushes his dick deeper and groans in pleasure. Inside I feel him spilling inside me and I love it. I’m feeling numb and slimey. He takes it out and pulls me close. His hand is on my breasts and the other around my waist. I feel his warm breath down my neck.
“Fuck, you feel so good…better than her.” He whispers. I feel a little guilty but such pleasure and happiness.
“I hope you come around again.” He says with a smirk. I think I’m getting wetter right now.
