Drum Roll Please!!
- Forget the house that Jack built....These are the words Lexia writes!... Not your average pic-a-nic basket BooBoo by any means, Lexi serves up tasty delectable morsels of erotica for her audience to devour greedily! Having grown weary & despondent from suppressing all her passion,lustful thoughts and sultry imaginings, Lexia finally smelt the coffee - a new day dawned! Take a trip along the silken corridors of Lexia most intimate desires and immerse yourself in pure and undiluted irresistible fantasy... Be it an account of wanton animalistic need that just has to be sated... Or an expression of amorous sensuality that reaches a fever pitch crescendo of ecstasy, Lexi delivers every time....
27 Aug 2012
Daddy Discipline Part II - Dealing With Daughter Dearest
His cold hard eyes study the nubile girl laid prone across his thighs and he feels an intense jolt of arousal at having her like this, over his knee, her dignity stripped away.
"If only he knew the truth..." she worried secretly to herself.
"Not so cock-sure now are you, young lady?" he mocks, eyeing her pert round buttocks, still stained with the outline of his hand print. His fingertips are wet, a slick coating of her pussy's creaminess smothering them. Deliberately he rubs his fingers together before running them under his nose, savouring her scent. Breathing deeply he inhales the essence of her sex. It causes him to catch his breath, he barely maintains his austere demeanor.
Meanwhile she hangs her head, will not meet his stare, afraid that if she does, her eyes will surely deceive the inner turmoil between desire and aversion for the man.
"Such sullenness, so willful..." he mutters, "I'll discipline those faults out of you my girl."
Still she will not look up at him, instead her eyes are riveted to the floor. She presses her thighs together tightly. She dare not speak to him, fearing her voice too will betray her, will give her away. Seconds later she has no choice but to look at him as he snatches at her long ponytail, yanking her head up sharply, forcing eye contact with him.
He licks his lips lasciviously, still running the fingers on his spare hand under his nose.
"Now open your legs." he orders sternly.
She cannot believe this is happening, with him, her father-figure of all people. Only in her most private, perverse and wildest fantasies has she imagined getting a mere fraction of intimacy with him. She shakes her head slightly in refusal, instead attempting to squeeze close and cross her legs firmly together, denying him access but more to stem the alarming flow of her pussy juices.
"I'm warning you my dear, I shall not tolerate your disobedience. Do I need to spank you some more?" He bellows, making her jump, startling her with his curt tone.
"Please, don't..." she meekly pleads, too late, his hand crashes down in one swoop, a single slap but effective in making her whimper softly despite herself.
"For pity's sake, open your damn legs child!... I want to see why you are so wet down there."
No longer daring to resist she parts her thighs a fraction. Her face glows red with despair at her perversion, she wonders who is worse, him or indeed herself.
"Wider you silly girl!" he spits, jamming a large heavy hand in between her sweet moist thighs, levering them apart roughly.
"There, that's better. Hmm..." he murmurs under his breath as he worms his thick fingers into the space at the top of her legs, grazing her buttocks as he does so. He wastes no time, shoving between the glossy folds of her pussy lips, gathering up the liquid there before bringing them back up, to her pretty, pouting mouth.
"Open your mouth. I want you to suck my fingers."
Again she stubbornly hesitates but he jabs at her pink lips, forcing his fingers inside her mouth. She gags which amuses him. "Don't be such a baby. I've watched you take thicker, longer pricks in that sluttish little hole of yours. Or is it that you find the taste of your own juices disagreeable?" He interrogates her, raising his eyebrows quizzically.
He interrogates her, raising his eyebrows quizzically. Tears well up in her eyes, she feels such self-loathing for having such an urgent desire to do as he orders, to please him... and be rewarded in turn. A few tears escape, rolling onto her flushed cheeks. He takes no notice.
"Do it! Suck my fingers clean."
She has no choice but to give in and reluctantly sucks at his meaty fingers, willing herself not to heave, cursing her sensitive gag-reflex. Thankfully she finds the taste sweet and decides to do as he says, she must.
"Very good." he praises her, his voice becomes thick with arousal. Removing his fingers from her mouth he begins to probe at her hole, pinching and pulling at her labia. She squirms, mildly disgusted at his actions, more so at how wet he is making her. Despite his punishment she is hot, feverish with lust.
Moments later, he flips her up and off his lap, his eyes burning into her as she struggles to regain some composure, pulling her cotton summer dress down over her hips.
"What do you think you're doing? Stop that at once." his authoritative voice booms. "For that act of disobedience, you must remove the dress altogether."
"But...But I'll be naked... I can't..." she stammers. He mimics her rather spitefully.
"Indeed you will, that's the whole point. Take the blasted garment off. I want to see those pert little tits you so proudly show off and shamelessly offer to all the local boys."
Her cheeks flush afresh, yet slowly she pulls the dress over her head. How did he know about her exploits? Had he really been watching her?...
His mouth curls into a half smile as he sets eyes on her round firm breasts, encased in a modest white cotton bra. Now she stands before him, naked from her waist down, still wearing white ankle socks and pumps.
"Remove that bra." he barks, "Come along, let me take a good look at you." His eyes are glued to her petite mounds and she feels a fresh flush, her cheeks glowing crimson knowing that he is scrutinising and appraising her nakedness.
Her fingers fumble clumsily with the clasp until at last her bra falls away, her tits free at last. He holds his breath for a moment, stepping towards her, he cups each one in turn. She turns her face away from him to mask her true feelings.
"I didn't say you could look away, you little slut..." he growls, pushing his face into hers. He paws at her skin, grabbing and groping at her breasts. He taunts her, pinching her tiny pink nipples hard. She gasps aloud and wishes with all of her that her nipples were not stiffening by the second.
"Ohh, you like that do you my girl? Well, I have plenty more to teach you. But first I shall educate you in the art of fellatio." On seeing her confused expression he adds "In lay-men's terms, how to suck a cock properly." She stares at him aghast, not quite believing her own ears.
"Don't look so surprise, you should already have some idea. After all I've observed you acting like a dirty little tramp, sucking on the cocks of those young boys like they were lollipops!"
He moves his face closer to hers, pressing his cheek to hers. "Now it's time for you for you to suck a grown man's cock. So my girl, get on your knees."He points at the spot on the carpet before him, propelling her downwards by her shoulders.
She looks up at him meekly, causing his cock to twitch involuntarily in his trousers. He unzips himself and eases his erection free. It bobs about just inches from her face. She has never seen such hardness or such girth; it looks huge to her and a wave of panic comes as she begins to feel out of her depth. He indulges himself with several gentle strokes and a bubble of shiny pre-cum appears at it's tip. He stares intently down at her as he savours his anticipation.
"This is a real man's cock my dear. None of this puny adolescent rubbish."
"But...But it's so...big!.." she cries softly, but even she is unconvinced by the sound of her voice.
"Nonsense." he replies tersely as he sits back on his leather chair. "Come closer. Now, I need you to lick it for me. Can you do that?"
She swallows apprehensively, shuffling between his legs.
"You must learn, it is for your own good. I cannot and will not permit you to waste time attending to mere boys."
She nods in compliance, unable to take her eyes away from his monster dick. She observes it, fascinated by it's glans; swollen and almost purple in hue, wet with pre-cum. She sees how prominent it's veins are, bulging from the thick turgid shaft.
Her initial panic is rapidly replaced by nervous wonderment. She thinks secretly to herself again, he truly is impressive.
"Lick my cock. Now." he commands, hardly able to stand her hesitation, his balls are now tight and aching for a release.
Gingerly, she extends the tip of her tongue, swiftly licking at his meaty tip before pulling away, unsure of herself. She can taste his sticky pre-cum in her mouth.
"That's not good enough. You are to lick my glans, run your tongue all over it and catch all of that lovely pre-cum that's waiting for you..."
So, she moves in, cautiously at first, still somewhat in awe by his solid entirety. She had always thought she was pretty experienced at sucking cock. However, she had never come face to face with such a beast....
Wishing to avoid further reprimand she obeys him and begins to lick at his bulbous cock end some more, collecting the viscous fluids in her mouth. She is shocked by how clean he tastes and speeds up her lapping, savouring his sweet and slightly salty arousal.
"You are a good girl...Now lick my shaft..." he sighs under his breath, his tone of voice now softer as he indulges himself. He sighs appreciatively again as she wraps her tongue all around his tool.
She soon finds a comfortable rhythm, hoping fervently that she is pleasing her tutor. Her confidence steadily grows with each sigh he emits.
"Oh yes, that's very good, do carry on..." She feels him pat her on her head softly then a few moments later he delivers his next instruction.
"Now, I want you to open your lips wide. No, wider. Yes, that's right, now put the tip of cock inside your mouth...Like that, that's a good girl..."
She stretches her mouth as wide open as she can to accommodate his engorged helmet between her lips. She struggles at first, but not wishing to disappoint him she tries harder and manages to squash him inside, her cheeks bulge full of him.
"Now suck on my bell end, move that delightful little tongue of yours around it too." he commands her masterfully as he watches her every move, enthralled. His cock twitches wildly at the sight of her, his young pupil kneeling at his feet.
"I think you're ready to try and slide some of my length into your mouth. I have to say, although I found your behaviour with those young rogues in the summer house to be outrageous, I was somewhat impressed at the manner in which you gobbled their lengths, like it was second nature."
Her stomach flutters at his indirect compliment. She wonders if it turned him on to watch her.
She steals a glance upwards at him but he presses her head back down again.
"Concentrate young lady... Yes, you fella-ted them impeccably. Perhaps I need to challenge you further instead of wet-nursing you..." He muses to himself then decides to impress his member on her some more.
He presses firmly on the back of her head so that she has little choice but to take him inch by inch further into her mouth. She feels she may suffocate for her mouth is completely full now and she feels its end pressing on the back of her throat. She starts to choke and she has to pull her mouth off him, leaving long silvery strings of saliva trailing from his cock to her lips. Her eyes are streaming and she swipes at them before he grasps her ponytail again, pulling her back onto him, jabbing at her face.
His earlier control and restrained manner are swiftly abandoned as he fucks her mouth, tugging her ponytail to deliberately move her head up and down. He ignores the choking and spluttering noises she is making, instead he grinds his hips up and down. Her sweet hot mouth forms such a tight vacuum around his prick and he fights to control the boiling cum that threatens to explode at any second. He allows her a little respite, glancing down at her. She is dishevelled, tears stream down her cheeks, saliva smeared all over her face.
"Not bad for your first attempt at sucking a real man-size length." he splutters, his breathing is erratic now. Despite her ordeal she soaking wet through and she longs to finger herself, she desperately needs to relieve the mounting tension that is building inside her.
He is almost ready to cum and he urgently gives her his next command.
"Grip my cock with your fingers my girl, hold it tightly and pump your fist up and down it, like this." He immediately demonstrates to her exactly how he wants this task done, wasting no time snatching her hand, wrapping it around his girth. She stares wide-eyed at it between her slender fingers, certain it has grown bigger still. His shaft is nicely lubricated with her spit and she finds it easy to slide her hand over him.
"Harder...yes...faster...don't just stare at it, wank it!..."
His coarse language causes her to gaze at his face, she can see he is losing control, his composure. He gives in to the surging, bubbling cum, rapidly closer to erupting from his balls by the second.
"Bring your face right up to my cock, I'm going to ejaculate all over your pretty young face!...Stick out your tongue!..Ohh Christ yes!..." He roars out loud as she furiously pumps her fist up and down his twitching shaft. Her tight little pussy twitches and pulses in unison. He lets out a long howl and suddenly jets of creamy white jism begin to spurt from his cock-tip. Cum splatters across her youthful face, her cheeks, her plump soft lips, her tongue, in her hair. Some of it drips down onto her breasts in silky globules. His member convulses as he squeezes the last drops from him for her to catch.
A long moment of silence passes as he composes himself once more with difficulty.
"Well done, you're quick to learn. Most satisfactory young lady." He restrains his desire to praise her too much despite having had such an explosive climax at her hand. He thrusts a handful of tissues out to her to wipe herself clean.She remains still, not making any move to get dressed. He watches her, noting her wistful expression. A wry smile plays at his lips and she gazes back at him, hopeful and expectant. He then spies where her fingers are now resting, nestled between her pussy lips. She no longer even tries to disguise the longing etched on her face.
"Well, well, well! I can envisage you being tamed and reformed after all, you may even become Teacher's Pet...I'm a firm believer that good work deserves a reward..."
Offering her his hand to pull her to her feet, he lustfully lets his eyes roam over her body again. Damn it, he can hardly drag his eyes from her, his mind already whirring excitedly with lessons he intends to teach her.
"Take a seat my girl. Lesson 2 is about to commence."
"Lesson 2 Daddy?" she enquires softly.
"How to accept pleasure graciously child, put simply, I am going to show you how it feels to have your lovely young pussy devoured, to have it licked and pleasured by a real man!"