Authors note – this is an age play story. If it offends you, don't read. Both characters are of legal age and consent. It is bedroom play, period.
Sitting in a dimly lit room was a chestnut haired man working diligently at his PC. Hi name was Keith. He had just crested 32 years of age and was happy with his life. He had been promoted and was now making just under the six figure mark. His body was fit and tall, his house was modest but in the better neighborhoods.
The evening was getting late but he still had things to finish for work. Tomorrow Keith was giving a presentation. And then she walked in, carrying her stuffed floppy eared bunny by one arm. She wore cotton pink panties and a white cotton t-shirt with a pony on it. Her dark brown hair was pulled into two adorable pigtails coming off the sides of her head. She bit her lower lip and looked worried to interrupt him, but she did anyway.
“Daddy?” she said sweetly, still at the door of his study.
He didn't look up from the screen. “Yes, Amy?”
She pouted a little because she didn't have his full attention. “Daddy, it's 9 o'clock.” She whined.
Now Keith looked up at his 21 year old lover and playmate. She was so cute at just 5 foot 2 and her hazel eyes that made him smile. She was dressed for bed like a little girl. He had met Amy over a year before through a dating service. She was a college student and did not like the “boys” her age, but she didn't want to date her professors because somehow she found it “creepy”. Amy liked older men, responsible men, a man that would take care of her. They had played together at D/s a little. Keith loved to give spankings and sometimes Amy loved to get them. He also loved cuffing her to the head board and tickling her until she screamed with giggles or that she would pee. It was never heavy, she never called him Master or anything. They played with each other like new lovers do.
The age play had only started a few months ago when they were surfing web sites with Amy in Keith's lap, looking and comparing what turned them on, when they came across a picture of a blonde in pigtails in a pink teddy, holding…a pink teddy. “Oooo” they had both intoned at the sexy artwork then they laughed as Keith called “Jinks” and tickled her. They spent that night reading sites to each other about Daddies and littles.
“Daddy!” Amy stomped her bare foot and really pouted now, shoving her lower lip out.
“I'm sorry, baby. Daddy lost track of time.” He started shutting things down and was getting up, “You're absolutely right. It's 9 o'clock, time to for Daddy to put baby to bed.”
Amy got to choose when they played this game. It was something she had to feel inside her, something her mind had to be into. And if she was dressed like a “little” then 9 o'clock was bed time, no matter what. Keith walked over to her and kissed her tenderly on the forehead .
“But don't stomp.” he shock a finger at her. “Did you take a bath?”
“Um, I forgot.” She lied; giving her a bath was part of the game.
“Well upstairs, young lady.” Keith ordered.
Amy smiled and positively bounced to the stairs in the living room and rushed up them with childlike exuberance. Keith followed at a much more dignified “Daddy” like pace.
When he got to the bathroom her panties were off but Amy was struggling to get her T-shirt over her head. She always made such an act of it and Keith laughed before helping her. He turned the faucets on, checking the temperature to be just right. He turned to her; she had her fore arms over her breasts with her hands in fists under her chin.
“Bubbles?” He asked.
Amy grinned and nodded her head. When the tub was full, Keith took her hand and helped her in. Then he knelt at the tub side as she let her body slip through the bubbles.
“Mmm” she purrs aloud.
“Right temperature, princess?” he asked.
“Yes, Daddy. Thank you.” She smiled sweetly.
Keith pulled his dress shirt off and went bare chested. He had just the littlest bits of dark fluff between his pectorals. He reached for the wash mitten, it was a cloth cut like a winter mitten that you could put your hand in. He soaped it up with the bar of Ivory soap.
“Sit up, baby. Let Daddy wash you.”
Amy came up with soap bubbles covering her pigtails and some on her chin. Keith lifted an arm and did her pit. He always started there, because it would make her giggle. Then he wold wash her back and finally her boobs. Amy was just a big “B” cup but on her frame that was plenty. He rubbed across her nipples lightly with the cloth. They perked up immediately and he smiled. Then he gave one a little tweak and she tried to cover up by shrugging her shoulders forward, but this just pushed her boobs together and made her sexier, with them all wet and soapy.
“Ow, Daddy. You hurt me.” she cried.
“I could kiss it better.” He supplied.
Amy turned towards him and presented herself upright at the edge of the tub. She put a generous dollop of bubbles on her boobie.
“Kiss it now, Daddy.” she dared.
Keith hesitated maybe a split second but he shoved his face in the bubbles and kissed her nipple. Amy laughed when he pulled back with bubbles all over his nose. He wiped them off and smiled at his girl.
“Stand up, let's wash your pretty butt.” He cajoled her.
Amy stood and pressed her front to the wall and spread her legs wide. She kept her tiny hole bleached, and Keith adored the rosie pinkness of her little pucker, but still he slid his cloth covered hand up and down her crack, making her purr.
“Should we wash inside? Keith suggested to his girl.
Amy looked at him over her shoulder, “Can I lay down, Daddy?”
“Of course, baby.” He nodded.
Amy laid back down with her head resting on the back edge of the tub, and opened her knees wide. “Can I wash it myself, Daddy?” She asked him.
“Yes.” He easily agreed.
“Will you watch me and make sure I do it right?”
Keith smiled broadly and leaned with his elbows on the tub. “I'll make sure you do it right, baby.”
Amy smiled back at him and then laid her hand on top of her shaved sex. She rubbed the mound first, slowly in circles. Then she pressed the heel of her hand into her pelvic bone. She had two fingers on each side of her delicate lips now. They slid up and down the sides of her little peach. She did this slowly and methodically. She bit her lower lip, but Keith didn't see that, his eyes were glued to his girls pussy. She squeezed the flesh of her slot and rubbed the lips with all four fingers.
“Am I doing it right, Daddy?” She asked so sweetly.
“Yes, but don't forget the inside, Princess, that was the point all along.” He chided her.
Amy lifted a leg to the top of the tub and then slid her middle and ring finger inside. She hissed in air at the self intrusion. Her eyes were closed but she knew he was watching her. She was naked and open before him. It excited her. Amy rubbed her fingers around the entrance of her hole and then shoved them back in, letting her palm mash her clit. Her hips rocked, pushing herself into her own hand. Her breathing was getting faster and she moaned.
“Daddy?” her voice was pleading, “Would you finish washing me?”
“Of course, baby” Keith reached into the water and replaced Amy's smaller fingers with his thick ones.
Amy concentrated on her body, her now free hands cupping her breasts. She could feel Keith's fingers curve up into her. He moved slowly, rhythmically and repeatedly, easing his fingers in and out of her shaved pussy. Her hips moved in circles as her “Daddy” worked her. She didn't need to say anything, Keith went deeper and she moaned a soft cry. He had thick, long fingers and he loved to explore. He rubbed the upper wall of her womb and he bent down and kissed her wet tummy. Amy arched her back and tried to press herself more onto those digits.
“Are you clean, baby?” He asked teasingly.
Amy shook her head, “More Daddy, please.” she begged.
Keith continued and found her little spot, just under the end of the pelvic bone. There was almost nodules of little flesh there. He rubbed it, not hard but constant, just right there. Amy moaned her high pitch cry and was working her little dark nipples. Her vulva was clenching. The inside of her sex was mashing down on his fingers. It was like being in the midst of balloons trying to crush you. Amy's legs were shuddering and her cries were a constant “Ah ah ah ah ah”. Keith went faster but never left that little spot. That was the tip of her sexual existence right now. He smiled as he watched her face. Her eyes shut her mouth open and her face in that grimace of near bliss. Finally it came. Her back arched and the bathroom was filled with a cry. Her mouth went wide and her pussy went tight, crushing his fingers as she came. He finally stopped and she shuddered as his fingers left her.
Keith stood and got her a towel from the hook and held it out, patiently waiting for her. Amy stood with a small smile, dripping from the water, but looked at the floor as she climbed out, as if embarrassed about what just happened. But he wrapped her up in the warm terrycloth and hugged her tight and his strong hands went down her back and dried her. She finally looked up at him and he kissed her nose.
“Let's go to bed, baby”
In their bedroom, he got her a looser fitting T-shirt and put it over her head until the pigtails and her popped out of the top. She jumped on the bed and laying back, looked at him. She knew he was hard, she felt it when he had dried her. 'Her poor Daddy' she thought. When he came over to pull the covers up she looked at him.
“Daddy, can I have something to suck?” she smiled and put her eyes to his crotch.
He laughed. “Are you a baby now that you need a bottle?” He made fun of her.
She rolled toward his standing form at the bedside and ran her finger over the front of his pants and looked up at him. “I'm not a baby, Daddy, but something to suck would help me sleep.” She was pouting and looking all pitiful
Her eyes were imploring and he so wanted to grant this request. Keith unbuckled his trousers and let them drop to the floor. Amy was smiling wide up at him and then was looking naughtily at his boxers. She could see it was still tenting, but she waited for him to haul it out. His thick shaft was hardened but not hard. She wanted it to be. He brought it closer and she met him halfway and got the head into her mouth.
“Mmm, mm” she moaned on it and sucked it it like a candy.
Keith moved in closer and got his hand under her head, now she could take more into her mouth. “Is it good, Princess?”
“Mm-hmm” she nodded
He bent his knees and feed her his dick. Holding her head he moved it through her lips. Her spit was coating his flesh and her lips were making him fully hard. He looked down at her and both hands held her head now. He gripped her pigtails as she worked his cock until he was at last fully hard.
Amy pulled her mouth from him,“Come sleep with me, Daddy”she asked looking up at him.
Keith smiled at her. “Of course, my princess.”
He shut off the lights and climbed in bed behind her. Amy pushed back against him, spooning with him but making sure her butt nestled his hard cock. He kissed her neck and lightly her ear. She purred under his caress. When he rubbed his stiff member along her wet pussy lips she reached down and pulled up on her cheek to help him in. No words were said until he sank inside of her.
“OH, Daddy.” She reached back to his head.
“Sshh” slowly he pumped his hips, but had her wrapped in his arms.
That little bottom of hers was so warm against his groin. His strokes were short and slow but she ground her ass against him to make up for it. He cuddled her, he cradled her, they made love. She lifted a leg and he reached down to rub her little clit.
“Do it, Daddy” she begged but also gave permission.
He let go of her and leaned away to get a deeper penetration. One hand gripped her hip and the other held her shoulder as he started to buck. He slammed his cock in her now. Their thighs smacking together and beating out a tattoo. On their sides, the bed didn't shake so much but Amy was rocking back and forth. This angle was perfect, his cock head rubbed at her spot, smacking it every time. She could hear him breathing behind her. She could sense his need and his need was for her. His cock swelled and he grunted loud and it began to empty inside of her. She felt the warm splash of his essence against her walls.
“Mmm, Oh Daddy” was all she said.
He pulled her close again, held her to him. He kissed her ear and neck until his manhood fell out of her.
“I love you, Daddy” she said contentedly.
“I love you, baby” He assured her “Always.”
