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“Ben and Baz are getting a divorce.”
Rey’s ears perked up when she heard Ben’s name around her house. Most of the time it was something boring like his kids were in high school now or he recommended a restaurant for them to try or something. But this is different. A divorce .
Much different.
“What a shame,” her mother said in a hushed tone. Rey stood up and walked to her doorway to get a better hear.
“The thing is dear,” her father started. “He needs a little help before he finds a new place. I’d like to offer our guest room.”
Rey felt the familiar stirring in her pussy whenever she knew Ben was coming over. She wished with all her might. Please mom. Don’t ruin this for me.
“Of course.”
YES!
Rey got home from class with a little huff. It was cold, rainy, and grey outside. She didn’t bother with an umbrella, and the short walk from her car on the street, to inside her parents home, left her sweatshirt drenched to her skin. She slammed the door behind her, and pulled off her heavy sweatshirt, and waterlogged sneakers as she ran to the bathroom, with plans for a warm soothing shower. She yanked the bathroom door open and was greeted with musky, pine-scented steam.
What the fuck? Who’s here?
And when the steam cleared, she realized. SHIT.
She got a text earlier that day during class.
Her mother: Just so you know Mr. Solo is going to be there when you get home.
Ben.
Her little bathroom was filled up with this huge man. His longish dark hair looked towel-dried, and a little frizzy around his big pale face. Rey stood a bit in shock as she stared back at his dark eyes, and his long nose. Her eyes widened as she held back a sigh because he was nearly naked. His peachy skin was damp from the shower. But she didn’t notice it as much as she noticed his thick bare arms, his fleshy strong chest, his tight belly, and long strong legs. He was covered only by her towel, which he was using to dry off his cock.
Am I in heaven? Is he an angel?
“Oh my god I’m so sorry,” Rey blurted out but still didn’t move. She didn’t seem to want to.
He’s stroking his cock right in front of me. Do something Rey.
“S’alright babydoll,” he chuckled. “You want a turn? You look cold.”
He was still drying himself off. He even turned a bit, and gave her a view of the profile of his flat butt. She shuddered quietly before she spoke again.
“I- what?” Rey cringed when she remembered her state. Wet tight t-shirt plastered to her body. And no bra, because she never needed one. She crossed her arms around herself. She shut her eyes with a big sigh, “UGH. You’re such a creep.”
She spun around, and shut the door but not before he said, “You’re the one staring at a naked man, honey doll.”
He was like a sexy bull in a china shop. Except, the china shop was her pussy, but he hadn’t wrecked it. Not yet at least. The next few days went by with all these little incidents. And… Ben would just stare at her. She could feel it, the way her pussy throbbed harder when his eyes were on her.
She wasn’t helping his stares though. She picked out her tightest tank tops and forgot the bra while she was home. Rey thought he was funny, his stupid old man jokes and grumpiness trying to navigate Zillow. She’d smack his arm so she could feel his hard bicep. He’d look at her again, a small smirk. Sometimes he’d raise his eyebrows as if saying, “I dare you babydoll.”
But they were never alone. And he would always pull away. Disappear into the guest room, and then come back out looking a little more relaxed, red-faced, and breathing big sighs.
Once, while her parents were watching Jeopardy, Rey came out of her room to get a snack, and he was walking into the hallway back to the guest room.
“Hey,” he nodded and she felt her belly warm to his voice.
Fuck he’s so big and strong and beautiful. His ears are so big and cute I want to munch on them. I swear he smells like cum. I want it inside me.
“Hey Ben,” she sighed dreamily, and turned sideways towards the wall to let him by. He turned sideways too but towards her, and she felt his warm, hard torso against her ass. It made her gasp, the proximity to his dick. When he lingered as they touched, she backed her ass up against him. She thought he’d scamper off, like he usually did when she touched him, but he didn’t. This time, he slid his thick hands on her hips, and pressed back into her. “Ben…”
“Shhhh,” he hushed. She felt his clothed, thick, hard length between her asscheeks and swallowed. Her parents were right there. If her mom turned around they could see them. He rocked back into her again and swiped his fingers up into the hem of her shirt, feeling her bare waist. “Mmmh. You’re making me fucking crazy with these tight shirts, those tiny tits.”
She arched her back, and pushed back into him as she grasped at his hands to lead them up her shirt. He slid them higher as he rocked into her ass again and she let out a little whine.
“Fuck babydoll. Didn’t know your horny noises were cute too,” he kissed the top of her head, and she leaned her whole body back into his chest, feeling the warmth of his big body.
“Ben… pl-”
“Rey!” It was her mom and they both jumped out of each other’s grasp.
“Fuck,” Ben grunted, and quickly bounded his way into the guest room.
“Wh-what mom?” Rey squeaked.
God Dammit mom.
“Category on Jeopardy is ‘Female Literature.’ You should come out here!”
Rey stormed into the living room, and sat on the floor, panties soaked and pink-cheeked. When Ben came out later, he had that familiar relaxed look on his face, even stacking his feet on the coffee table as he manspread on the loveseat by himself.
I want to jerk off too.
He winked at her.
That weekend, Rey’s parents left the house to do some shopping. Rey watched from her bedroom window as they got in the car, and drove down the street before she practically ran out of her room to find Ben in the loveseat again. He was splayed out in grey joggers, and a too-tight white tank top, as reruns of Frasier played, and he fiddled with his phone.
Rey collected herself as she stepped out to the living room. She felt cute in her tight white Lululemons, and loose tank top. That sports bra didn’t need to be worn today though. She carried her yoga mat as confidently as she could into the living room, and unrolled it near the TV.
“Hey,” Ben said, finally looking up. He put away his phone and sat up when he saw her.
It’s working. Good. “
What are you up to, doll?”
“I need to do my yoga,” Rey said, and winced at how high pitched it came out, “Do you mind?”
“Not at all,” he smiled as he sat up in the chair facing her. “Be my guest babydoll.”
“Thanks,” she blushed and proceeded to bring her hands to the mat and lean into downward facing dog. She stretched down, then swung her body up into cobra, down again to downward dog and then bounced her body to standing. She felt his staring because her pussy was soaked in her yoga pants. She wondered if he could see her mess.
“What actually are you up to over there?” he asked finally and Rey turned quickly, feeling her loose tank top swipe away from her and expose the side of her tit.
“What?” Her voice was high again, and she pouted a little for effect.
His legs were spread open, and he leaned on his elbows, perched on his knees. His shoulders and biceps were so big. She hadn’t seen his arms as exposed since the shower incident and she was pleased. He looked… hungry. A little devilish and greedy.
“What are you talking about Ben?” she arched a little more, sticking out her behind for him, and he sat back into the chair with a little sigh. He covered his crotch with one hand and lifted the other to crook a finger at her.
“Come here on over here sweet thing,” he said and patted his lap, “I don’t bite.”
A sweet thing she certainly was. That ass he had been checking out for at least a year sauntered over to him, and it felt soft and hard at the same time on his lap.
Fucking finally.
He wrapped his arms around her, she felt so small. He slid her against him, and she climbed up to straddle his legs. She was already rolling her little body on his hard shaft by the time she met his lips with his.
Jesus, a horny teenager. What fucking luck I have.
Her mouth was soft, and small, and untrained. Their teeth scraped together as they kissed, and she sucked a little too hard on his tongue. He didn’t help things as he pulled her as close as she could be into him, and drank her mouth into his, swallowing every whimper, every sigh, every little noise she made. He wanted to devour her completely. He picked her up, feeling big and strong because of how easily she was to lift. Rey wrapped her long legs around his waist, still humping at him like a little rabbit, and he set her on her back on the larger couch. She gasped as he put his weight on her. He could feel her little body trembling and squirming, he paused and lifted his face to look at her.
She was such a little beauty. Chestnut hair, and freckles, young wide eyes, pearly white teeth and a big smile. Her dimples though, were his favorites.
I want to fill those dimples with cum.
“How long do you think we have?” he asked as he tugged at her tank top, and watched her scramble out of it, along with her yoga pants. She was all limbs, and whimpers until she was completely naked, so fucking naked , under him. When he was through pulling off his shirt, he took a moment to stare, to finally take this little goddess in.
Her tan skin was sprinkled with tiny coffee colored freckles all over her tight young body. Ben smiled satisfyingly at her, his feral brain hungry to pounce and take her all at once. It had been a long time since he fucked anything, stupid fuckin Baz. He shook that thought out of his head as he trailed his eyes on her small pert tits, hard, and pebbled from excitement, down her flat belly, and to her pussy. Could barely see the tiny thing. Just one small slit between her legs. He sighed heavily.
“Not sure how long they’ll be out,” she said as she slid her legs around his sweats, nudging them off him.
He chuckled at her as he tickled her legs.
“You’re eighteen right?” He was pretty sure but-
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” she said quickly, whimpering.
She’s so fucking horny. I can’t even fucking believe it.
“You know how old I am right?”
“Yeah like old or something,” she said as she lifted herself up, and pulled his face towards her. She was so soft, body so tight. He couldn’t help but roll his hips into her pussy, his cock needing the relief. She kissed sweet, sloppy kisses on his nose, and lips.
“Mmmm baby,” she smelled like sunshine, and felt like a flower, delicate and pretty in his big hands. “I’m old enough to be your father.”
She giggled and it made him harder than ever. He wasn’t sure how much he should get turned on by how child-like it sounded.
“But you’re not my father,” she whispered into his ear, her hot breath suddenly heating up his whole body. “You’re my Daddy.”
“FUCK,” he continued to hump into her, watching her little face pout back at him.
“We don’t have a lot of time,” she sang at him.
“You ain’t a virgin right?” he raised his eyes at her, and held her at her shoulders, pushing her down onto his cock. Neither answer would have mattered. His mind raced between breaking her seal and giving her the dick she deserved.
“No Daddy,” she smiled, “I’ve had sex.”
Ben slid his fingers on her pussy and she writhed into it.
Fuck she’s so tiny. Teenage pussy.
“Fucking soaked,” he couldn’t help but smile as she spasmed when he shook his fingers there. “This for me, doll?”
She nodded, mouth open but unable to make words.
“You let other boys fuck you down here? Little slut?” He teased.
She shrugged, and it made him laugh a little.
“Just boys though huh?” He grunted as he circled his fingers on her clit, watching her pant and writhe on his hands.
Little angel whore, so fucking cute.
He leaned back into her, bucking into her pussy harder, she swallowed, and he felt her tiny fear growing.
“No one’s given you a good fuck yet I bet. You sure you want to do this?” He chuckled in her hair when he felt her nod slowly. Scared. Poor thing. “I’m going to destroy your pussy you know.”
“Please,” she said, barely a whisper, “Please Daddy. That’s what I want.”
Ben was a big guy, she knew, but him on top of her, hungry eyes, bucking his cock against her pussy, and then playing with her small folds, and telling her that he was going to destroy her pussy. He was enormous.
And she was starting to get scared.
Because she only had sex once before.
But he didn’t have to know that. That would only spook him. And that wasn’t sexy. Two people freaking out? No. She wanted this.
I want this. I’m just nervous because it’s only my second time. And he’s a lot older. And he’s looking at me like he wants to eat me whole.
His fingers were so big and thick, and he handled her so roughly, different from her own small fingers, and very much different from the nervous sweaty ones of that boy she let fuck her, just to get her virginity over with.
“Your tits,” he murmured as he bent down and hovered over her nipple. “Perky young titties. It’s been so fuckin’ long since I’ve seen tits like this bounce.”
He opened his mouth to them and sucked. She yelped, the sensation shooting through her whole body, and shocking her system. He panted on her nipple, licking and lapping her up, while still sliding his fingers on her clit, thrumming her nub back and forth. She felt so tiny under him, his body heavy on hers, pinning her down as she spasmed at his touch, his hot tongue.
“That’s it dollface,” he said, moving to her other tit, and swirling her nipple with his tongue. “Let it happen baby. I need you to be nice and relaxed for me. I can tell you’re scared. You’re tense.”
She liked the wet sucking noises he was making, the way his fingers sounded like they were slapping her clit. He circled faster and harder into her pussy and she tensed her little body when she felt the brick in her belly start to crumble. She shook as he quickened his pace on her pussy and sucked harder, flicking her nipple with his tongue.
“Ben… oh Ben… oh fuck… shit… please please don’t stop don’t stop…”
“Baby you don’t get to come until you say it again,” he said as he slowed his pace and she whined. “You don’t call me Ben. Never baby, what do we call me huh?”
“Daddy. Daddy! Daddy daddy daddy!” She wailed and struggled against him. He sucked on her harder, pressed into her clit, and kept her pinned down as she tried to pull away from him. It felt like she had a million ants on her body, and when she bucked into him, some of them fell off. She jolted, and shook, and kicked, and screamed, and eventually all that fussing got rid of all the ants, and she could finally relax. She went limp, and sighed, feeling the buzz of the orgasm floating off. She was quietly chanting when he pulled away. “Daddy. Daddy… daddy.”
“So fuckin’ sexy,” he said, and plunged a thick finger inside her. Unprepared, she kicked out, and yelped. It was so thick, and long, and unexpected. She tried her best to loosen herself inside, relaxing her muscles, “Good girl. Taking my finger without complaining. You can do it, little teenage slut. Feeling so small, and tight in there, baby. How are you, dollface? Feeling better?”
Feeling better? I feel like the princess of the world. Ben has his finger inside me and is calling me a slut. I am on cloud nine.
“U-huh,” she said through a dry mouth.
“That’s a good little whore,” Ben purred and stroked her cheek. She leaned into it, and kissed his hand, then winced when she felt the presence of a second finger entering her pussy. “You got this baby. One more…”
She lifted her knees to her face, inhaled deeply, and held it as he pumped. When she felt his third finger prod her she let out an exhale, and relaxed her muscles down there. Three of his thick meaty fingers were plunging inside her, and she smiled at how she took it. He smiled back, perhaps happy she complied with his wishes.
“Look at you smile, all proud,” he said, his grin too big and friendly. “You look so good letting a dirty man split your baby pussy with his fingers like this. I knew you were a slut. I knew you’d let me do this.” He sighed and bent down, his face hovering her pussy. His hot breath misted her clit, and she whined.
“You’re on birth control right baby?”
“Y-yes,” she sobbed. He curled his fingers inside her, and she gasped loudly. It felt like the slow twisting of a crank on a jack-in-the-box.
“Just a little tease though dollface,” he murmured. “Don’t let go yet.”
He was slow with his fingers when he opened his mouth on her pussy, and kissed her clit. Warm, enveloping, gentle. Felt like a warm shower. She let her legs fall and body relax.
“That’s a good girl,” he said as he lifted himself up and took back his fingers. “You’re ready now.”
She hiked herself up on her elbows and watched as he stood to pull off his sweats. She was so distracted with his thick arms, his hard chest this whole time. She concentrated on the reveal.
Oh fuck.
Oh my God.
I’m in trouble.
It was like when a magician pulls out his scarf, and you’re supposed to think it’s just one scarf but he keeps pulling, and pulling, and it’s just a long series of scarves, and you’re wondering when he’s gonna stop, but he doesn’t, and when he finally does, you’re like, Damn. That was a lot of scarves.
That was what it was like when Rey watched Ben take off his sweats. He was so thick and clean. He shaved it all. She liked that: porn star cock. The skin on his dick was just a shade darker than his own, and then turned pinkish towards the last half. He was cut, and so big that it hung down his leg. He picked it up with his meaty hands, and stroked it.
“D-Daddy?” Was all she could manage to say.
He chuckled and dipped a knee between her legs on the couch as he helped her up to sit. He grasped her wrist and pulled it towards him, and lined her forearm with his cock.
They were the same size.
“You see that dollface?” He said as he stroked her cheek, and carded his fingers through her hair. “That’s going inside you ok?”
She was scared. Eyebrows raised, eyes round, face flushed. She swallowed several times before finally speaking.
“Ok,” is all she could manage to say.
He should be tender, and sweet to calm her down, but her fear was turning him on.
“This is what you wanted right?” He whispered as he nudged his cock between her folds, and rubbed her clit with the tip of his dick. “So fuckin small. I’m gonna enjoy this.”
She was so wet, so slippery, so clean, and bald, and young. That was his favorite part. How he knew how fresh and new her pussy was.
He pushed himself in, and watched her scared face form a frown, and her mouth breathe a frightened whimper. It was so fucking hot. He pouted back at her, teasing.
“You ok? We can stop whenever you want, ok?” He meant it.
“S’big,” she whined, and scrunched her face together when he pushed in a little more. His head wasn’t even in yet.
“You can do it,” he winked at her, and she nodded. Such a compliant girl , “Come on little slut, let me see what you’re made of. You can do it. Open up for me…” He slid himself in slowly as he spoke and relished in her whimpering face under him. She nodded shyly, and swallowed, and whined. My sexy little tender teenager , “That’s a good slut… look I’m halfway in, You’re doing so good. Gonna make you my perfect whore. You’re so hot like this dollface…”
He pinched at her nipples, and loved how she turned red around her chest with stimulation. He pushed farther, and held her hip down, so she couldn’t squirm away.
“Open up these legs a little more, make room for Daddy,” he whispered as he slid a thumb on her clit, and watched her face relax, “That’s a good baby slut. Almost… FUCK almost… holy shit… you’re so fuckin tight. Tightest pussy I’ve ever felt. So fucking soft… goddamnit Rey… F-fuck ffffuck. FUCK.”
And then he was all the way in.
He would have languished in the feeling of warmth, and tightness, and how her wet pussy compressed all around him, but both of them were looking down at her belly.
Where he formed a mound .
“Holy shit.”
She was shocked. From the forearm of a dick inside her, to the little hill on her belly, to Ben, a mountain of a man looking down on her. His face was awestruck.
“Are you ok?” He asked. “Does it hurt?”
“It hurts because it’s big and I feel… very full but… it feels good, and warm and I think you’re pressing on my…”
“Oh fuck baby,” he caressed her cheek, rubbing the little tears she formed as he entered her. “Hitting your little g spot?”
She nodded at him.
Hurts, feels good, there’s a mound on my belly.
He placed his hand on top of the mound, and pressed slowly.
“Ah,” she whined, “It’s… so much. I can come right now.”
“Jesus fuck so can I,” he murmured, and she noticed the strain in his voice, the sweat on his nose. “I’m gonna fuck you now.”
He pulled back slowly, and she panted at the long drag out, and then drag back in. He kept his eyes trained on her own, watching. She was starting to feel more comfortable. Starting to feel less burn, her body agreeing to the stretch. But with every push inside the little mound would appear. He fucked just a little faster each time he pulled back, and she felt a smile form with every buck into her. The couch was too small for him. He brought a knee to the floor, and grasped her waist as he fucked her, muttering filth at her. Things that should scare her. Things that made her wetter than ever, helping his cock fill her more than she ever imagined.
“Fucking whore, stupid little girl, so small, taking my dick so good… fuck your pussy so fucking tight. Look at your belly… can’t even fit me all inside there… so wet. So good… fuck this tiny baby pussy… Letting a big scary man fuck you like this. You like that little whore?”
And then he was slamming into her, and the wind up jack-in-the box was nearing it’s pop. She thrusted back into him, wrapped her legs around him, and lost control. She felt her voice drop lower, and huskier than she ever heard it herself as she groaned into the explosion.
“Daddy… oh god I’m coming… please don’t stop… please Daddy,” she moaned.
“Good little girl,” he grunted as he bucked into her faster. He felt like a freight train rushing through her, and she lost all sense of time, and space as her sight blurred, and body became stick-straight, and then collapsed so suddenly. She came to when he brought his face down to her to kiss.
He was heavy on top of her, suffocating as he fucked her mercilessly, and kissed her sloppily.
“Gonna come dollface, want me to pull out?”
“No, I’m on birth control. I want it inside…”
“Fuck. You’re such a fucking slut,” he grunted. “Stupid whore. Tell me how old you are again.”
“Eighteen Daddy. You’re fucking an 18-year-old teenage slut with your giant monster cock and she loves it.”
“FUCK,” he spasmed, and buried his face in her hair. She felt his huge dick twitch inside her as it shot his load deep in her pussy, somewhere she never imagined even existed. She felt his sweat, his soft skin on her, the way he put all his weight on her. and sighed.
vroom
A car was in the driveway.
“Your parents,” Ben whispered and lifted himself off her. He was so red, and sweaty.
“Shit!” Rey panicked, and then winced when he slid quickly out of her, their parts making a smack sound when he came out.
He scrambled to get his clothes on.
“Get in your room,” he barked.
She gathered her items and ran towards the hallway.
“Hey,” he said, stopping her. “That’s not the last time ok? Gonna be my little dollface whore again?”
“Yes Daddy.”
“Good girl.”