Daddy with Bethy - Sex Stories

Daddy with Bethy

... quotation marks. "Aye." He said, leaning back into a chair opposite me. "I like it very rough." I nodded and gulped my whiskey. "How do you feel about that, Beth?" I finished my whiskey and he moved to pour me some more. "I like the idea." I said. "I like it a lot." Donald didn't sit down again, but instead went to a bookcase on the wall and pulled out a large, brown envelope. "That's the first month." He said. "I'll pay you every month on the fifteenth." He handed me the envelope. It was heavy with £20 notes. I tried to surpress my glee. "Finish your whiskey and come upstairs to the bedroom, first door on the left." I waited for five minutes, nervously. I finished my second whiskey and then got up and emptied some more of the bottle into my class as I heard him walk up the stairs and then into the bedroom. I finished my third, large, measure, and then, placing the money safely into my bag I walked nervously up the stairs. I knocked, gently on the door. Donald was lying on the bed, watching something on the TV, naked and stroking his already hard cock. I was shocked to see how large it was and looked from him to the television. It was a loud porn film and the girl on screen was getting destroyed. "Take your clothes off." Donald said, firmly. I knew now that he was in charge and I was frightened but excited. I quickly removed my clothes. "Do you want me... naked?" I asked tentatively. "Aye. Naked." He said, still stroking his hard penis. I stood before him, entirely naked. ...

... He moved forwards and used his right hand to feel my bald pussy. I was very wet. His body was incredibly sexy, he was hairy but not too hairy, and his penis was exquisite. Hanging beneath his hard cock were two big, brown balls and it was all framed by neatly trimmed pubic hair which matched the hair in his beard. "Turn around and bend over." He said. I turned and felt him standing behind me. I bend at the waist and he crouched slightly as he was so tall. I felt his large tool enter me and gasped. "Oh, that's a lovely tight fit." He groaned, as he began to thrust in and out of me. I moaned. "You like that do you?" He asked. I said that I did. He pulled a fistful of my hair from the back of my head. "Do you like that?" I groaned yes. He fucked harder. I felt his big balls smacking against me. "Get on the bed." He gasped, releasing my hair. I fell down on my back and he wasted no time in crouching over my face and pushing his cock down my throat. "You're my whore now." He said, moving his hips rhythmically. "I'm paying for you so you'll do whatever the fuck I want." I couldn't breathe as he obstructed my airway with his member. I concentrated on breathing through my nose. "I will never try and make you cum." He breathlessly gasped. "Never. That's not my job. If you cum that's because you're a slut and because cock in your cunt makes you cum. I don't care if you cum or not." I groaned around his tool. Already I needed to touch my hard clit. I reached down and rubbed it as he ...