Micah got to her feet and climbed onto the bed. When she shot a look of yearning toward the pillows, Stone knew she needed something more to cling to than the duvet. “Go ahead, Webby. You may get Mr. Quackers.”
She flashed him a look of thanks and didn’t push her luck. Crawling up the mattress, she grabbed the stuffie and quickly returned to the foot again. With one hand full of yellow plush, she pressed her torso to the bed, spread her knees wide and lifted her bottom to him.
Stone slowly ran his finger down the seam of her ass, loving her soft mewl and the flush that instantly suffused her skin a darker rose. Parting her buttocks, his cock jerked as her hidden hole appeared to wink at him.
“Push back and relax. Let Daddy’s cock in. I want to see your bottom swallowing every inch.”
This wasn’t the first and not even the fiftieth time she’d heard those same words, but no matter if it were the millionth, Stone knew Micah’s reaction would be the same. She gasped, then mewled, then gave a sharp cry as he began to breach her anus. Despite having accepted his cock into her bottom too many times to count, if this had been for play, he still would have used a lubricant far more slippery than her saliva. But seeing as his Little girl had lied to him, this was a punishment she needed to remember. As his cock forced her sphincter to open, the wrinkles around the rim smoothed and then totally disappeared with the wide stretch required to accommodate his girth. He wasn’t going to lie. He loved every mewl, every gasp, and every single whimper of “Oh, Daddy” she uttered.
Micah was his Little, his wife, his lover, his soulmate and his complete heart. Whether they were walking hand in hand, sitting with her cuddled in his lap or spooned against each other in sleep, they were bound together in ways that went far beyond titles. But this, when she was offering her submission in the most primal way conceivable, taking his rock-hard cock into her bottom, this was the connection that bound them so completely no words were necessary. That didn’t mean Stone didn’t enjoy adding a few phrases to accentuate his Little’s submission.
“Such a good girl, pushing back to open her bottom hole. I wish you could see how wide your hole gets when swallowing your Daddy’s cock. Perhaps I’ll film it the next time. Would you like that, Micah?”
Her head shook in the negative but he also felt her bowels tighten around his cock in pleasure. Chuckling, Stone released his hold on her buttocks as his cock’s girth was enough to force them to part. With his hands now free, he slid one hand up her spine to grasp a handful of curls, twisting the strands around his fingers to anchor her to him. His other hand slid underneath her, seeking a breast and unerringly finding a nipple that was as hard as the cock buried in her bowels.
“Aren’t you even now being punished for lying, little one?” he whispered as he pinched the hard bud. “I bet you’d love watching how your body takes my cock even when you want to deny you like having Daddy inside your bottom.” Pulling her head back, forcing her neck to stretch as he turned her face so he could see her face, he smiled. “I’m definitely going to film it and you are going to watch me fuck your ass,” he informed her unequivocally. “You’ll not only watch, you’ll beg me to fuck your bottom while you do, won’t you?”
“Ye-yes, Daddy,” she said.
Stone knew his babygirl wouldn’t consider herself a voyeur, but there was no use in her even bothering to attempt to deny the arousal she felt at the idea of seeing the scene they were in from his point of view. The dilation of her pupils and flare of her nostrils gave her away every time.
“No time like the present to begin rehearsing your lines. Beg me,” he demanded, pulling her head back the tiniest bit more.
“Wh… what?”
“Beg me to fuck your ass.”
Though she whimpered and another wave of color flooded her face, he heard the word, “Please!”
“You can do far better than that,” Stone protested. “What do you need your Daddy to do to this naughty, red bottom? You have permission to use the word to tell me exactly what you need.”
Micah’s eyes grew rounder, the color deepening as he slowly withdrew halfway from her ass only to slide back in.
“I’m waiting.”
With his permission granted, she said, “Please, Daddy, I need you to… to fuck my bottom.”
“You’re a dirty little girl, aren’t you, Micah. You’re a naughty little girl who likes to have her bottom filled with my hard cock and fucked, aren’t you?”
Giving up any pretense of shyness, Micah mewled, “Yes, Daddy. Please fuck my bottom really hard.”
“That’s what I thought. You know you are happiest with a hot red bottom and my cum dripping from your holes.”
He felt her entire body contract as he twisted her nipple in his fingers and gave a final thrust to seat himself balls deep.
“Daddy!” Micah screamed, her back arching without his even pulling her hair.
“Again, say it again,” he demanded, drawing his hips back.
“Please, fuck my ass, Daddy! Please fill my naughty bottom with your cum.”
With the naughty words coming from such his sweet girl, Stone felt his balls tighten, readying themselves. Giving her other nipple a final twist, not wishing to ignore any part of her body, he released it and moved to slide his fingers over her mound. The moment his fingertip grazed her swollen erect clit, she groaned and ground herself onto his hand.
“Naughty girl,” he admonished. “Get that ass back up.”
She obeyed, but whimpered as if his touch had awakened a need she’d forgotten she had. “I need to come, please, Daddy. I’ll never ever, ever, ever lie to you again. May I come, please, Daddy?”
“Not yet,” he said, wishing to increase her need before giving in, “and don’t make promises we both know you can’t keep. If you’re a very good girl and wait for Daddy to fill that naughty bottom first, then you may come. Understood?”
