Untitled chapter 1
Gracie
I never imagined in a hundred years that I would ever see Ryland Jones again. I felt like I was relieving my silly teenage days submitting to such an obvious dare. I had to admit that I was a bit too eager to do whatever he told me to do. I felt hot and sweaty doing whatever he wanted me to do that would please him.
One windy afternoon I found myself with a coworker for an afternoon pick me up. Before I knew it, I was looking up grey eyes that were strangely familiar. Time had treated him well, much taller and muscular now that he was older. I didn’t even recognize him.
“Gracie? Gracie Steve’s?” Ryland asked, in a husky voice.
I stared at the handsome stranger for a whole minute before recognition dawned on me.
“Kevin, right?” I asked.
“Rylan.” He chuckled. “You look great.”
“What am I missing?” Linda from work that eyed him like a piece of real estate. I felt a tremor of jealousy immediately.
“This is umm-” I struggled for words.
I was glad he was rescued. “My old kid sister’s friend.” Rylan supplied with amusement.
“Are you guys still related?” I questioned, remembering how he had been her stepbrother she had gushed over.
He grinned mysteriously. “I haven’t seen Eloise in years, admittedly.”
“Neither have I…”
In a flash I remembered her room at a party on the upper floor. How, despite being so much older, had kept me company while everybody else played ten minutes in heaven. We were pretty sure a friend in common got pregnant that night, so I didn’t regret my decision.
I remembered gushing over him when he lived in the basement, and we were silly teens. It was hard to believe the lady’s man had aged so well.
“I’d love to catch up. I don’t live far from here if you want a drink later?” Rylan offered, a bit too eager.
I had no plans, and I didn’t really want to rush out of the city for once.
“Sure, why not?”
Later that night, when picking out an outfit and getting a drink, it felt less casual. Luckily for him, I had been dumped the month before. I shaved my legs and wore underwear I wouldn’t mind the whole world seeing me in. I found myself at his place when I would be stuck driving back to Philadelphia. I sighed in relief when he wore a nice shirt and pushed his eagerly barking dogs in a back bedroom.
“You look great.” Rylan said assessing my outfit, I often wore to work. He poured us wine by the fire. “Hope this isn’t too weird?”
“Yeah, I have been friends with your sister in ages.”
Tyler snorted. “I hardly count her as family. Our parents were married for five minutes in my twenties.”
I chuckled. “Well, you know we gushed about you like you were a ken doll.”
Tyler nearly choked on his wine. “Yeah… what are you up to these days?”
“I work in fashion.” I admitted.
“I can see that.” He said coyly. “Are you single?”
“Are you?” I countered despite having been so put on the spot.
“Yeah,” he said, drinking deeply.
I found myself blushing.
“You know I regret not making a move on you back then.” Rylan whispered, as if he was still afraid our parents might hear.
“That would have been very naughty.” I scolded him, thinking how much of a man he seemed in my teen years.
“You have no idea.”
I found myself considering him. I knew I could have any guy in the city, and I found myself very drawn to him despite our obvious age gap.
“Are you still a good girl as you were back then?”
I giggled sipping my wine greedily.
“Yes and no.” I teased. Quite gone were the days when I had rules about sex. Often now sex was my proper test for compatibility. Rylan leaned forward his rough hand on my shoulder and whispered.
“I think we could suit each other.” His breath made my neck tingle. “I must warn you I need a naughty baby girl to straighten out.”
I giggled. “Maybe I should go.” I said, feeling very guilty for coming over for such an obvious booty call. I knew I shouldn’t have come. I had never entered such a booty call before. His hand was on my knee, and I felt my heart flutter in my chest. Slowly I looked him in the eye. All humor was gone, and raw passion glinted in his eyes.
“Give me one night to show you what is possible.”
I gave him a small nod. He made a big to do about setting down his wine. I felt very small under his shadow. I found myself looking shyly away before he leaned slowly and kissed deeply. Slowly I felt myself sink in and it was just as lovely as any movie, my world turning. We stared at each other afterward. The spark of passion ignited, and we were with each other like teenagers we were never together.
Suddenly as if the universe knew I wanted to get laid. His front door opened with not so much as a knock.
“Oh my god, dad?” A twenty-year-old kid with shopping was disgusted on what he walked in on.
“I thought you were staying with your mother.” Was Rylan’s guilty reply.
The grown baby was much closer to my age for comfort shrugged in anger.
“I better go.” I said, forcing a smile and extricating myself completely from him. I saw both appreciate my walk away like my dress was see through. My mere presence meant his dad could get laid. I felt sexy with my long set black hair hanging loose.
“I’ll call you…” Rylan said, regretful with forced hope.
The elevator downstairs was the slap awake I needed. I had no business being involved with an older guy who wanted me like a steak in the bedroom. As I bowed against the heavy wind, I was certain I would never see him again. I left his texts unread and deleted.
In my circle of friends, I was the last to get married. I was dreading this wedding the bride and groom were mere acquaintances, but I was pressured into by my bestie. Once the champagne was flowing, I forgot all that when there was a tap on my shoulder and a whisper in my ear.
“We meet again.” I heard a voice say behind me.
I nearly jumped out of my skin. A year had passed since we made out on his couch. He was irresistible as ever and grinning at me like he had before. I remembered vividly why I hadn’t called back. My actual father had taught me to be a good girl.
There was something about him that my Chinese immigrant would never like. I was used to being a token Asian among my friends, around him I forgot all that. All I wanted to do was dirty things.
“I didn’t expect to see you again.” Rylan said when I said nothing.
I giggled and blushed. “Sorry about that.” I mumbled before downing my drink. This was a mistake because he was suddenly in a hurry to get me another.
“I would like an explanation.” Rylan said lightly despite making my stomach drop. I hadn’t felt scolded since I was a kid. For some reason, I was suddenly turned on.
I laughed in discomfort. “You know I really should check on my friends.”
His eyes narrowed and his jaw set. Seeing that he was genuinely upset, I sighed. “Honestly, I said murmuring so no one could hear, my dad taught me to be a good girl, I can hardly introduce you to them?”
“Sounds, like you need a new daddy.” he said, in a stage whisperer. Several people turned around. I steered him far away from the wedding to a secluded garden far away from the music and dancing. I realized my mistake before I opened my mouth to rage at him.
Daddy had claimed my mouth and pushed me against the wall. I was kissing him back with fervor of twenty years of holding back real passion. It was nothing like I remembered, and I suddenly had a hunger I could not satiate. I was doing something I had never done. My hand was over his semi hardened cock. That’s when he pinned me against the wall.
“You listen here, you little brat. You can tempt all you want. But you will not walk away without my permission.” Rylan growled.
“Yes…um…” I struggled because I knew he didn’t want me to call him by name.
“Daddy.” He ordered.
I grinned unable to say it out loud.
“Daddy,” he ordered again.
“Daddy.” I breathed. I heard a few twigs snap nearby. Even daddy agreed we should head back. He kept a watchful eye on me for the rest of the wedding.
Later that night was another story. I was home about two minutes when I got his texts.
Did you make it home okay?
Yes, I still think I should be a good girl. I Texted back.
Oh, you are, my good girl. Come over.
I fathomed how fast he was about this before I texted back, not playing it cool at all.
I’m not in the city. I live two hours away.
What’s the address?
I was stunned he was coming over. The doorbell rang less than the typical drive time. I couldn’t believe he was earlier than I expected. I secretly wished I was alone in the house to myself. Especially when he frowned at me and ushered me inside. He made himself at home asking where the bedroom was. I guided him upstairs and too late realized he was carrying a leather bag with him.
My stomach dropped the moment he locked my bedroom door. Because he unzipped his bag. I expected a belt that made me so excited. I stared at the mask.
“Your punishment will be not to see what we will be or rather, I will be doing to you.” Rylan said, with a mischievous glint in his grey eyes.
And indeed, the lights went out shortly after the mask was on my face. I felt his lips on my collarbone. I became so hypersensitive and aroused, by the idea I didn’t know what would happen next.
His hands roamed over my body, flicking at my nipples. His hands swayed my bum several times not remotely the pain I craved. I was shocked when his fingers parted my bums. I felt him lube me up even my back door.
That’s when his fingers searched deep into my warmth. The first fissions of pleasure ran down my legs. His methods were slow at first, arousing their gentleness. Then abruptly daddy was rough. I felt myself reaching an apex I had never reached on my own.
“Oh no. Oh no. Oh no.” I yelled out of control. “Yes!!!”
I heard a shuffle and the next second I knew why. His hot wet mouth was on my folds deep in my lips. Aching slowly, his tongue did circles around my delicious folds. I felt myself flooded with wetness. I felt his rough hands find my button.
The intensity of his administration made me heave forward. I felt him hold me to steady me; I wiggled in ecstasy like a limp fish. His hot breath found my neck I whimpered with longing and a hunger so deep he scared me. Abruptly he stopped and I nearly felt resentment. That’s when he pushed me onto my knees. I heard him undressing then unzipping.
“You want daddy’s affection and his big cock.”
“Yes, daddy.” I clapped back, confidently.
I flinched from the hard spanks. I braced for another before I came. I moaned out loud from the release of being punished. He began to let his anger unleash.
“You’re such a naughty girl for disobeying me all these years.” Rylan said, as he whipped me. “All that time you could have begged daddy to fuck. You had to be such-” and that’s when the pain became too much.
“Please,” I begged.
Four slaps later I’m moaned and moved. Suddenly, daddy was licking my wetness. I really felt like a naughty baby. I imagined getting caught by my parents, be punished for being such a slut. Another orgasm lit up deep inside me, I lost track of things lost in the tingles and light drafts of pleasure all over me.
I fathomed what Rylan could make me feel. Abruptly his mysterious manhood began to enter me slowly. I sighed in shock, my excessive wetness and when he filled me more until I felt my pussy clench from the pleasure of being stretched. I moaned when he moves and thrusted his other greed I moaned.
“You like that. You want daddy to fuck you.” Rylan growled.
“Yes, oh god yes.” I moaned with need.
I felt I was unraveling and somehow melting like butter.
“You’re so tight.” Daddy groaned thrusting with energy and grunts. Abruptly he put me on my back I felt his entire body crush me down.
I had never felt so dominated I yelped in pleasure. He liked to give me juicy thrusts. I longed to see what his muscles thighs looked like, the sinews of his ripped muscles.
Despite myself I asked for harder. With furious energy and real pain, he came hard and shouting with release. I waited for my blindfold to come off. When I did, I saw my whole life differently.
The next night, I was invited to his house where Rylan was introduced to a couple Mike and Sharlene. I immediately was embarrassed before the couple was dressed casually and were too flirty with me. The husband was blond, with face dimples out of a model surfing magazine. Something about their smiles felt naughty.
“Has daddy told you about me?” I asked, without thinking.
I froze crimson as I realized what I had just said. They roared with laughter just as Rylan came in with drinks. I chugged my drink almost immediately.
“Relax, Gracie.” Daddy growled.
I cringed as they filled him in on my humiliation.
“Well do you want to play a game with us?” Sharlene asked.
I became very suspicious when this dinner party had no mention of dinner. I had always been curious about group sex. After all, they were attractive enough I hadn’t resisted flirting shamelessly before.
Mike was an undeniable hunk. Very shy and reserved in his admiration. But I knew privately like my own daddy he was his own daddy. Something about their flirting that had been encouraging. I wanted to see how far they would go.
Before I knew it the lights were dimmed and blinds closed, the doors locked. Daddy watched as Mike undressed his own wife, and he merely rubbed my shoulders. His hands suddenly everywhere, rubbing her tits and making her breath deep.
“She wants it often?” Rylan asked him.
“Of course.”
Sharlene began to moan touching her own clit with her fingers. I found myself just as excited when daddy pressed me against the wall in a public place. That’s when Mike descended on his knees pulling her hands back so he could lick her long and deep. She begged him not to stop. Her heaving deep and excited, her love crying arousing making me ache.
“Take off your dress.” Daddy urged me.
I bit my lip, feeling a thrill of excitement and fear in equal measure. I knew I shouldn’t. Having sex with three people was the opposite of what I should do. I knew I wouldn’t use protection either. The thought made me hotter.
Suddenly nothing was gonna stop me. I ditched my dress and inhibitions. I sauntered over to the couple immediately the husband pulled me into a kiss while his wife pulled down my panties to my high heels.
She teased my folds with her fingers. Mike pulled my bra down and slowed his fingers working the clause. His eyes glowed with lust. I was not surprised how quick he was to taste my nipples and slapped me on the ass.
My heart was racing the moment my bra fell to the floor. I was very much sandwiched between his guests when I looked over at daddy whose eyes were dancing with lust. There was no jealousy but excitement.
“May I?” asked him.
The men had an understanding because daddy nodded. And watched as Mike nudged to blow him. I took a big taste, and it hardened even more under me.
“Good girl, honey.” Mike purred. “Give daddy what he needs.”
There was a thrill in doing something so taboo, intoxicating to have a stranger’s dick in my mouth. I felt his fingers running through my hair, pressing on my neck to go deeper. He sighed in pleasure, and I felt powerful. I pulled him out of my mouth and mounted him ready for my own pleasure.
His wife rubbed my tits and kissed my back, his growl of a moan a mischievous glint in his eye. I didn’t see the handcuffs or the blindfold coming. They converged just as daddy did taking me deep in the ass. I cried out loud the pain pleasant and welcome.
“You’re gonna get what you always wanted.” Daddy whispered in my ear.
Both daddies moaned together. I could see that they had this planned out. The sound of men lost in ecstasy made it more titillating. The weight of more titillation settled like a weight in my stomach. I moaned the pain subsiding the thrust of two men stretching in new ways was exciting and taboo. The idea of being caught by my own father made me come harder.
“Fuck yes.” I screamed just as his wife brought my hand deep in my folds, her hips thrusting.
I could feel rustling and was dying to know what they were doing. I imagined her husband bleary eyed stroking her hair rubbing her tits. Her breath increased till she moaned out loud. I roved my own his reaching new heights.
I felt Rylan move with the purpose of finding a way to insert his dominance hands around my hips. His grunts fierce. I could feel every inch of his kisses sweet on my neck. I moaned, my fingers digging into Mike’s chest. He joined Rylan in kissing me and licking my nipples with a bite. His rough stubble nice against the softness of my bubbly breasts.
Daddy pulled out and a second later I heard Sharlene moan louder than when she was still pleasuring herself. He pulled my hand away to promptly take her. He was so aggressive her moans were only louder. She was screaming in passion with each thrust, each gymnastics bend of her body to his need for pleasure. I was so lost in watching I forgot the nagging voice in the back of my head that this was wrong.
Mike put me on my knees holding the couch for dear life as he took me again. Even was better than his lovemaking rough suddenly I was coming harder than ever. At the same time so was the wife with her bubble boobs and many freckles I couldn’t see at the moment. She seemed grateful for every fuck he gave her. She was screaming loudly.
I suddenly lost track, Mike holding me close, making my eyes roll back delicious shiver running through me. I felt sexual and alive as ever. I wanted everything to last forever.
“You’re so sexy.” Mike moaned, close to coming.
I felt hesitant and guilty realizing I was riding another man. Rylan took the wife in another fancy position she was losing it like a Porn star. His hips were bucking and a low growl of pleasure under his breath. I could sense him getting closer and closer to release. When he did, I felt very conscious of all his cum in her.
I pouted playfully at Mike, making him chuckle. He made a point to slide in and out. I thought about what his fingers had been, buried deep inside me. Daddy cleaned himself was suddenly right there, helping Mike who was tottering on cumming. I was distracted when he started rubbing in circles against my clit again. I squirmed growing tired of the excess of activity there tonight. I was squirming.
“Tell us how much you want it.” Daddy’s voice dripping with lust.
I hesitated for a moment before giving into the overwhelming pleasure. I let out loud a low moan of pleasure before I gasped out loud, felt waves of pleasure even reach my nipples and deep inside of me.
“Such a good girl.” Mike whispered, in my ear before he ramped his thrust till, he gasped in pleasure, reminding me of a teenager with titty mags.
What I didn’t expect was the big bite he gave me, sinking deep in my neck. I gasped in the strange mix of pleasure and pain this gave me. I felt disappointment we couldn’t cum at once, after so long hearing him get closer and closer. I felt so dirty filled with all his cum. I had lost so much control in a couple days.
“You’re so cute, when you’re trying not to come,” Mike teased.
I felt a bit sad when everybody got dressed and talked about eating some real food besides chips.
“You seem disappointed.” Rylan muttered on the way home.
“I’m afraid I missed a lot being blindfolded.” I said.
“Of course, you’re a sub. Your job is to obey and submit.” Daddy said, dismissively with humor in his voice.
“I guess I was thinking a group would make it last longer.” I pouted.
“Are in insatiable?” Daddy asked, amazed.
“Maybe,” I said perking up and looking out the window. Rylan offered to drive me home, but I decided to crash at his place.
I thought he had forgotten everything about my hint when he was suddenly on me in his own bed.
“You’re such a little slut.” Daddy growled, flipping me on my back and diving into a hungry kiss.
His hands roamed expertly over my body. Somehow, Daddy teased and taunted leaving me strangely bereft. He worked his way up to my breasts from my flat belly. I moaned in ecstasy. I had never been paired with anyone who knew what I liked and knew I wanted this all the time.
I loved the way his tongue flicked over my pink nipples. I sighed while he sucked, my core beginning to tremble afresh with lust. Then he bit down and screamed in ecstasy and pain, the way I liked it. The waves of pleasure spreading through my body like a drug. He pressed against my thigh, his hardness dancing against my hips. He felt so hard against my folds and my panties.
“Fuck,” I sighed, rising to finish undressing. I ran my fingers through his hair. “I need you now.”
Daddy grinned wickedly before licking and biting hard on my neck. I arched up towards him, offering him my whole self. This recklessness felt so freeing.
“Such a dirty little thing.” He murmured.
His kisses trailed towards my stomach. I squirmed in anticipation, tormenting my body to his will with his mouth and hands. I was getting closer to even more ecstasy. I wondered what I could ever want now, that every fantasy I’d ever had was disappearing.
Rylan sensed my inner struggles and stopped. “What, afraid to give me too much?”
“No.” I answered, “I was just thinking it can’t last or always be this good.”
Daddy took this as a challenge, claiming me aggressively and abruptly. Everything about him was dripping with desire for me. I was screaming in agreement, a release deep in my psyche. He straddled me promptly taking me fierce and deep, stretching my depths again. I cried out as he began to fuck me hard and fast, soon we were moving in perfect sync.
My reluctance was ebbing away, consumed with the pleasure only he could give. I wrapped my legs around him tight, moaning as he drove deep. It seemed we existed for ages just in rhythmic sound of our bodies colliding and connecting in dewy sweat. I felt the dirty and wrongness of it all, afresh. I relished it because it was so good to completely give into my impulses in the moment.
Rylan was gone too swept up giving it to me hard and fast. His breath was like a marathon runner, his hands gripping my hips so I could match his frantic movement. I sensed I was not the one lost seeing him without a blindfold for the first time. Desire moved us forward. I was so close to the insanity of good release.
I found myself holding back unsure to be ready to be unbridled. I felt guilt indulging in sexual pleasure, mostly to surrender to his desires too. That’s when daddy leaned down and bit down on my neck hard enough to make me yelp in pain. There was a dark aggression brewing because he stopped and pulled out abruptly leaving me bereft and craving so much more.
“Oh, you like that?” He teased, straddling me again and plunging hard and deep.
I moaned, feeling I was getting closer and closer to a delicious cliff. His hands groped hard and punched my nipples.
“Please,” I begged. “I need you.”
There was mischievous side to the way he snatched up my breasts while he rode me. I cried out in pleasure too overcome at last. The intensity of the waves of pleasure overwhelmed as they washed over me.
I was nearly convulsing with pleasure, so he found my clit that when he lost it too. Just then my body tensed, I felt a familiar sensation cone so swiftly again building sensations and finally succumbing to the pleasure coursing through her veins. Rylan was relentlessly hard and fast till I was up against him, moaning. Then I couldn’t take it anymore, that’s when I exploded into ecstasy.
We were panting breathless gasping for air in the mess of sheets. As we laid there catching my breath I felt a sense of shame, aware this was my old besties brother. I was wondering what kind of craving he had given me. Was I a girl that needed lustful fucking forever?
“Wow, you sure seemed to enjoy that. You were incredible.” His voice teasing but his tone sincere.
I felt a rush at his glowing look then. I realized I had surrendered trusting to be his. I had always known myself as being strong-willed, the one who took care of everyone. Suddenly I was okay being the one cared for. Of course, I was on an adrenaline high I only wanted to repeat.
