CHAPTER ONE
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This story and its subsequent follow-ons are a work of pure fiction. This is merely a story and should be treated as such.
After today I was convinced someone somewhere had put a curse on me. I was already having a bad day and now I was dealing with a bratty teenager… or another one… ahhhh. She was infuriating. No worse than infuriating, she was a frickin nightmare. If Rachel was bad, then this was just… well, I can't seem to find another word except, 'bitch'. As I've said I only swear when necessary and let me tell you now… it was most definitely necessary.
How had that sweet girl turned to this… this little demon in front of me. She trashed about like a woman possessed. The girl in front f me was less sweet and more lemon. Ironic given the reason she was here. A thought lost on me in the moment however.
She was every worse part of Rachel and Lera and, well not Olivia she was a good girl if ever there was one. And worse off… she was frickin sexy as hell. What the hell had Rachel unlocked in me. A year ago, I couldn't ever see myself looking at a teen like, well like this. The things I now thought, the ideas that tainted my head. Every time I now saw a girl bend over a piece of me wanted to mount her. Jenna right now was no different. Also, given the thumbs up by my girl… it kinda made me feel a little… less guilty.
Storming away from me knowing full well I wouldn't touch her, she marched off away from me leaving my rather gentlemanly offer of a jacket strewn on the cold wet pavement.
"Opps. Might wanna get that." She smirked sucking her lollipop as she strode on by me with not a care in the world. Every time I even came close she turned with her hands to her mouth ready to scream bloody murder. As if implying I wanted to fuck her loudly hadn't already turned heads on the footpath outside.
I' ll admit she was playing this perfectly the little minx. I knew deep down I couldn't keep this game of cat and mouse up forever. I had a job to do and that was protect Livy at all cost… all cost.
"What? What?" She goaded me, walking forwards towards the side entrance door. I stood my ground.
"You're not going back there. No matter how much you try. So you may as well just give up."
"Really, and whose gonna stop me? You, huh, old man."
The sneaky little witch ducked and dived avoiding me and got through my legs and on to the other side with the door at her back. "Looks like I'm going in. Unless you stop me. I mean…"
1.
She sucked her lollipop in the most seductive of ways. Pulling it from her mouth letting the hard candy gloss her lips in its sweet nectar. A single drop of its candy sweet dripped from her lips caught by the tip of her index as her sight zeroed in on me.
Before I knew it the distance between me and the wall had closed significantly with my back now to the brick. The cold dense rock almost steamed as I touched it. "What Mister Hayes? You look a little… blocked up. I could help you with that… If you want?"
She sipped her candy with a seductive slurp. Batting those admittedly gorgeous eyes she held my gaze. "You wanna touch me Mister Hayes?" I hit the wall with a thud. "What you gonna do now Mister Hayes? No where left to run." She moved in closer, and closer still. I could see the vapour form leaving my lips.
"Nothing to say now… big man?" Her hands finding my crotch and giving me a little squeeze.
"Mmmm. You are big aren't you." She pressed herself close to me. "I've always wondered about that."
"Jenna." I said aloud feeling an anger bubble inside me. I took her by the shoulders keeping her at arms length. "You need to stop this."
2.
"Mmmm Mister D. Big… and strong."
"Jenna." I said even louder, if possible. My arms shock with anger.
She leaned in pursing her lips. "You know you want to Mister D. Do it. Kiss me. Just do it. Kiss me. Kiss me." She chanted. My fragile male ego was beginning to hurt. She was really pressing me. Pushing me to breaking point.
"Jenna you're a little girl. You have to stop this. Stop it right now. I'm not gonna… I'm gonna…" A feeling over came me. My willpower slipping, my inhibitions lowering… I leaned forward, pushing myself to her. My eyes closed as if running on instinct I grabbed her with my palm easily incapsulating her in my hand and tugging her to me. I felt her lips with a quiver under mine as I kissed her. I kissed her. I kissed her. As she had asked for, as she had pushed for. She had a small feeling of reluctance in her body slowly eased as she pressed to me our bodies flat to the cold harsh brick.
A wash with guilt I stood stunned. I felt the cold returning to my checks as I felt a cupped palm slam against my ego wiping it from my face. "You dirty bastard." She slipped through the doors behind her before I could fully comprehend what had just happened. Wait, what had happened?
I caught her cheeky grin as the doors closed on her slender frame. She blew me a kiss. "I knew you wanted to fuck me. Dirty bastard. I'm a 'little girl' after all, Mister D." she said hammering in my embarrassment and anger in equal parts.
With a wink the final sliver of light disappeared on her face leaving me alone with a new red mark on my cheeks to solidify my humiliation. I stood still for a moment letting the last few minutes fully sink in without taking note that she had snuck backstage.
"W… wait." I yelled into the cold of the night. Its emptiness existing purely to mock me.
I burst through the doors. "Jenna?" Where are you?"
Like a horror movie the lights backstage dimmed and shuttered with the eerie whistle of Jenna as a theme song. I couldn't quite make out the tune she was whistling, but given the maze like corridors it echoed giving me a shrill feeling tingling up my spine.
"Wanna play a game Mister D?"
"Jenna." I yelled back into the void of corridors stretched out before me.
"Good. I'll take that as a yes."
"Jenna I'm not playing games."
"Oh but we are Mister D. You just need to know the rules first."
"Jenna." I said with the growing frustration filling my bones. "Im non in the fucking mood for games you little shit."
A shadow moved behind me disappearing with a giggle. I turned sharply confronted with an empty pale beige wall staring back blankly.
"Ah ah ah. Naughty naughty Mister D. You have a really dirty mouth don't you."
I have to admit that her dirty talk was turning me on so much. I was already turning to lead in my pants.
"You better get your little ass over here right now or.."
She cut me off with that rage inducing snickering noise. "Sorry Mister D. Not how the game works. If you want my tight little ass then you'll have to come… oh and find it." She teased.
I did. Want her ass that was, that tight little peach. Danny, friken, focus. Focus. "Fine. Fine." I said aloud into the empty space choosing to play along at least till I could get my hands on her.
"Good boy." She said dragging out the words to solidify the fact she knew what she was doing to me.
"What's the rules?" I yelled back seeing another shadow duck into view before squeezing out of sight followed by a little giggle.
"See not so hard now. Well, the game anyway." I pictured her winking me as she said it.
"Yes yes. The rules."
"Okay. Geez mister impatient. Here's the rules. You find me in the next five minutes and you can do… whatever you want to me. Whatever you want." She reiterated.
"Sure. And if I don't find you?"
"You give me a backstage tour to meet Olivia."
"Is that it?" I asked because you know, apparently I hated happiness.
"Oh and…" I shouldn't have asked, I bloody shouldn't have asked.
"If I win… I can do whatever I want to you. Whatever I want. Daddy." That last bit of spite let me know the neighbours most certainly could hear us. Oh lord. Seriously how had I found myself in this situation again.
"Mister D?" She called out long and slow like a teasing lick up my nape.
"Um… sure." I said, accepting the terms of this oddly sexual game of cat and mouse.
"Better hurry then Mister D. Clocks ticking."
She was right. I rushed left and right losing my bearings in the labyrinth. I could have been at the beginning or the end of the corridor I had no real clue or sense of direction. I heard her asinine cooing as she presumable skipped her way happily up and down the halls with little care. Everyonce in a while she'd jump in with a quick time update.
"Three minutes."
"Two minutes fifty seconds. Two forty five."
I wanted to tell her to be quiet but that hadn't exactly gone to well the first time we met. Instead I focused myself and stood still for a moment gathering my thoughts in a calm environment not lead by my penis. I took a breath.
"Two-thirty. Better hurry. I almost finished with my lollipop and need something else to suck. Any ideas what I could use Mister D. Two twenty."
I opened with a new sense of energy conjured from the ether. I kept quiet and followed her voice like a bat. My radar was closing as I heard her voice progressively become louder as I stalked through the halls.
"Mister D?" She called out sounding a little frustrated. "Mister D come on. You have to play along. It's no fun if you don't play. Two minutes."
I remained silent watching my footsteps as i silently closed on her location.
"Don't tell me your old bones gave out already. Geez. And here I thought you might be fun."
Her voice now like a pounding n my skull. I was close, so close. Another turn or two and I'd have her.
"Come on Mister D. I wanna feel that Daddy dick." She teased obviously overhearing much more of the conversations from my home than I had ever noticed. "One minute Mister D."
I had to hurry, both for my own pride and to prove a point… amongst, other sordid reasons. But I'll leave those for you to imagine.
"Thirty seconds. Come… and find me."
I slipped round a corner with Jenna now in sight. Her back to me. She hadn't noticed my approach. "Twenty seconds," She yelled out into the blankness.
With every second closing I stepped closer avoiding her gaze.
"Ten… nine… eight… seven… six… five… four… three… two…"
I slipped a hand on her shoulder. "One." I rushed her to the near wall pushing her face into the cool panelling with my arms holding hers pinioned to the small of her back. Partially the work me, partly the sexual side awakened by Rachel.
"Mmmm. Mister D. I like it when your rough with me."
The next series of actions happened with me floating above my body watching on in limbo.
I took her roughly ripping her round to face me. Her body was frantically panting at the excitement before her. "What are you gonna do to me Mister D. I mean, you did win after all."
Ideas ran rampant through my brain. The responsible adult in me and yes he still existed, wanted to take out my phone and call her father. I even had it ready in my pocket. But… yes but… The world wasn't as monochrome as I once thought. The darker side of my mind took control leaving me, Danny as its ghostly watcher overlooking the scenario play out. I could fight it, though as I had found with Rachel that was just pushing a rock up a step hill. I surrendered t my darker needs.
"Down." I commanded.
"Yes… Sir." She said with a timid look on her face.
3.
"Like… like this Mister D?" She said lowering herself against the backdrop of the dimly lit corridor. Barely hiding the fact she was stimulated by my show of force.
"Actually. The lollipop. Give it here. I have plans for this."
She plopped it from her plump lips with a final show of defiance in her stare. HAnding it over she teased me making me reach out as she retreated from my grasp. "Opps, come and get it Sir." She whispered seductively not realising my levels of rage rising like the thick fog of sexual tension built up between us. A fog I was sure when it cleared would reveal the horrors f tonight.
She held it behind her back with the cruel intention of making me fight her for it.
I moved forward making her hit the wall. Still she refused my growing anger. I pressed my body to hers sandwiching her to the wall pressing until there was barely enough room for either of us to breath.
4.
"If you want it… take it." Her words fueled with a false sense of bravado.
"Give.It. To. Me." I said with all the patients I could muster.
I reached down, beneath her barely there skirt as our eyes remained locked. Neither of us giving in. I cupped her fresh young sex in my hand feeling her throb at my touch. "Dirty girl not wearing panties." I noted.
"They only make sex take longer." She mused.
I stroked her lips with the smoothest of touches brushing her sensitive clitoris on the way out. I brought the hand full of her scent and sticky sex juice to my face for further… inspection. Hhhhhhhhhhhhh. I took it in in a deep breath. The full scent of her sex ripe for the picking. Inhaling i felt it warm the inside of my nostrils before dissipating. I let out a beastly moan. "Aghhhhhhhh!" My eyes fluttering to life with the excitement. "Now. Hand my the lollipop."
I barely had to ask as I had her quivering to my rough hands. She handed it over as if on auto-pilot.
My lips puckered on hers refusing to give her the kiss she clearly wanted. Instead I opened my lips once further. "Turn… around…" I said with a thick tension soaked groan of arousal.
"Yes Sir." She replied, out of breath from only a touch.
I pulled her skirt up bending her over with a nice symmetrical arch to her back. "Aghhh." She whined feeling me manipulate her body to my sexual bidding.
I slapped her thighs making her widen her stance. "Here." I grunted handing her the trim of her teeny skirt. She held it up for me letting me take in the full sight of her magnificent little pussy lips and puckering rosebud. I bent over unable to pass up the opportunity. I swiped my tongue up and across her crack leaving a lingering trail of spit behind as a reminder of my being there. She winced at first but upon my second pass over she relaxed into the sensation.
"Mmmmm. Mister D. Mister D that's… so good."
I pressed my lips harder to her ass using my hands to peel apart her cheeks. "Right there. Right there Mister D. Yes… oh… yes.." She tiny body raged with pleasure.
I held the lollipop off to the side knowing where it was going but leaving that still as a surprise for her. She was enjoying herself, a little to much to my annoyance. I would rectify that. I took the candy and sucked it catching a hint if her taste before replacing my tongue on her ass with its hard round ball of candy. She didn't notice the difference which is exactly what I wanted.
I gave her waist a light touch leaning into her petite rear for a final taste of her sweet crack. Her smell was intoxicating, a mixture thick with fear and pleasure in kind. I looked at her before taking the lolly and piercing her ass leaving the stick just barely visible hanging out like a little tale.
"Ohhhh fuck… Mister D…" She said pressing her body hard to the wall. "Fuck… Mister D… Oh shit, thats… that's so good."
I whipped her around to face me. Those huge bronze eyes staring back at me. The false bravado gone almost the second the candy entered her asshole. "Now. DOWN." I roared commanding her to her knees."
She found her way with my voice weighing her down.
I unbuckled and whipped out my cock hard as steel from her constant teasing. "You've got a dirty little mouth. Time to see what it can do, don't you think."
She licked her lips giving me a satisfied lick of her lips. "Yes SIr."
I cupped her chin. "Call me Daddy."
Her grin grew ten fold at hearing me accept her into the fold. "Yes… Daddy."
She dropped to her knees as I was now sure she had done numerous times. By the confidence in her handling of my cock I'd be forgiven for thinking she was straight. If I didn't know her I could easily think so. But I did, know her that is.
As the kids got older, Jen and T didn't hangout as much. Until one day Jenna simply stopped coming over all together. I never really did get a clear answer from my son but I guessed it had something to do with her sexuality. Just because she didn't come around home anymore it wasn't to say my backyard wasn't used as an escape route from Fort Dad. At one point I even had to disconnect the security lights as they were streaming through to my bedroom keeping me awake most nights.
I'd caught Jenna on occasion and always with a different girl. My backyard was basically a guerilla path escaping the somewhat conservative eyes of her father. He was… well I may not be the best dad but he… he was different. A new level of strict. The fact she couldn't bring home a girlfriend made me sad. Thinking if the roles were reversed I'd be happy as long as my son was. I didn't understand a parent who was supposed to show unconditional love be so cruel. I suspect the only reason she even stayed was for her little sister Aliyah.
Tonight under the dying luminescence of the broken rod lights, I barely noticed the girl before me, much less myself. I miss the people we were back then.
My small moment of reflection was caught by Jenna. " Is… is something wrong?" She said with perhaps the first real emotion from her tonight; concern. I hid my truth as she had behind a wall of sexual tension.
"Daddy doen't remember telling you that you could speak." We both shared a weird moment and a smile acknowledging the unspoken truth of it
She swallowed me whole, the effort barely noticeable on her face as she gulped me down in haste. It was quite the impressive sight really. I mean, wow. With her slender frame I was a little lost as to where it all went once it disappeared into the darkness of her mouth. I can tell you this… it was amazing.
She choked on me making gagging noises and contorting her wee face for my amusement. She wasn't struggling with my grith. We both knew it. We could both feel it as we played a game of 'fuck my tonsils'. I flosses that tiny mouth of hers from the tip of her tongue to the wet and slippery depths of the back wall of her throat.
"O… Open. Open your mouth." I groaned building up for a huge release of fluids.
She planted her fingers in her cheeks and wrenched open her mouth for me, tongue still wagging.
5.
"Good girl," I said parting her hair with my finger and patting her head. She broke a grin a moment that was soft and reminded me of the past. I didn't want to be reminded. I forced my cock down her gullet feeling a very real gag as I slammed my balls against her chin, a pair of wrecking balls doing their job swinging wildly and smacking her face. Her eyes turned a shade of red under the broken lights as I mercilessly piledrived her throat.
I thought she'd ask me to stop, to give her mercy… no, not this little vixen. She was something else, something special. A special little slut. Daddy's special little slut.
A smile appeared across her face in an almost eerie manner with my brutal assault on her tonsils. Gosh, I thought, 'this girl won't be able t speak for a week after this'. The thought like most was lost to the void with those large and soulful eyes taking me close to the edge of the abyss and then shoving me in. She had a way about her. Almost mystical in nature. She drew out the darkest side in me, and despite my actions she was most definitely in charge of the moment. Her soft eyes and petite figure hid a demon. Not one of fire and brimstone but one of unlimited sexual tension and pleasure.
She grabbed my hands giving us again a tender monet amongst all the chaos only to slap them to her scalp letting me know she wanted more. More? I asked myself. What the fuck more could I give? My cock was literally scrapping the soft wall at the back of her throat. There was physically no way I cold go deeper, yet that seemed to be what she was so eagerly implying. Fine.
One option presented itself. "Open… Open your mouth."
She pulled at her cheeks again. "Like this." She gargled, or at the very least its what it sounded like.
"Wide… wider…" I urged feeling the pulsing in my sacks.
She gripped her inner cheeks with force and plied. Good enough. With my cock I planted it first pushing to my hanging scrotum brushed the skirt of her bottom lip. I cradled my nuts in my left palm and raised it past her lip, over her teeth until it finally settled on the base of her warm wet tongue.
I sheathed everything I could possibly inside her mouth as she closed her lips round me and showed me the true power she possessed sucking me so hard it was a miracle I didn't lose it right there.
Her suction was something out of this world. I suppose with cock and balls in your cheeks it didn't leave much room for anything else let alone air.
Both of us shared a knowing look. The inevitable for each of us. For me, it was the flow of semen trying to escape my tip like a baking soda volcano. For her, the fact she was quickly running out of air. Not that she let on to well. Her eyes still showed me the full determination that led us both to this point.
She gargled on me, my sack and cock the recipient of her skills. "Oh shit… fuck… Rachel…" Fuck. I felt like Ross from friends.
I tried to pass it off by pumping a little harder but the look in her smile disappeared. I didn't know what to do. I was… so… so… close. Did I finish? Did I take it out? Did I apologise? Fuck what should I do. Fuck. Shit. Fuck.
Sadness seeped into her eyes already so wrought with deep disappointment.
I couldn't. I couldn't. I ripped it out spurting all over the floor with an explosive stream smeared on the dirty trodden floors and the up the skirting boards across the wall directly at her back.
"Jenna, I'm… I'm sorry." My mouth ran ahead of me.
She choked a little, spluttering. No surprises there. "She's… she's your girl aye?"
I nodded not wanting to speak. It only ever got me in trouble.
"It's okay." She said surprisingly. "She's hot. I get it. Kinda nice to be compared if I'm being honest."
I collapsed to the floor with the muscles in my legs giving out. My bare naked ass hitting the cold floorboards. It sent a shiver up my spine. I looked over to Jenna squatted beside me. "You can sit you know."
She rolled those gorgeous eyes at me. "Sure I could. You know, if you hadn't shoved a lollipop up my ass."
I couldn't help but chuckle at her forwardness reminding me of the early days with Rachel. "One second." I said reaching beneath her for the stick.
"Ah ah." She shook her head.
"Excuse me?" I was confused. "Don't you want it out?"
"Oh I do. It's just you stuck it in there with your tongue…"
I was blank. "Yeah…"
"Wow. You are dull. Yu stuck it in there with your tongue you can fucking fish it out with that tongue too."
A devilish grin appeared on my cheeks. "Daddy's girl is dirty isn't she." I licked my lips already dribbling at the prospect of tasting her again.
"You in?' She mused, already knowing before the words birthed in her head my response.