Plaid Skirts and Handcuffs

Chapter 14

It was late on a Saturday. I was wasted and horny as f**k. I groaned, laying on my bed as I reached down to palm myself through my jeans. My stomach twisted and I felt my heart skip a beat. I reached over and grabbed my phone, calling the number I wanted and pressing it against my ear.

“Hello?” The person asked.

“Can you come over, baby?” I asked. “I'm hard and I really wanna f**k you.”

“Sorry, Frankie,” Jamia said with a giggle. “As much as I would love to be there, and I really would, I can't right now. Maybe next time.”

“Okay,” I muttered.

I called lindsey next.

“Lindsey, can you come over?” I asked. “I'm really horny.”

“Can't, I'm with Jamia,” she replied.

I heard Jamia laughing in the background.

“Threesome?” I asked.

“We totally would but we just got our nails done and we don't want to ruin them,” she said. “How about later this week maybe we can?”

We bid our goodbyes and I hung up. God, just the thought made me even harder. I considered just getting onto my computer and watching porn, but I didn't really want to do that. Instead, I found myself making my way to my car and driving down the street.

I pulled up to the house, making sure to be quiet as I snuck around the side of the house. I searched around on the ground until I found some little pebbles and began tossing them at the window. The balcony door opened and the person stepped out.

“Daddy? What are you doing here?” Gee whispered tiredly. “It's the middle of the night.”

“Baby, I missed you,” I said. “Can I come up?”

“I-I'll come down and unlock the door for you,” he said.

A minute later on of the side doors opened. I hurried inside, the two of us sneaking quietly upstairs to his bedroom. He wore a pastel purple onesie with white polka dots on it. His hair was messy from sleeping, sticking up in some places and matted down in others. Once we made it up to his room, I shut the door and pressed him against it, kissing at his neck.

“I thought you were mad at me,” he said.

“Of course not, Princess,” I denied. “I was just jealous is all.”

“You were jealous?” Gee asked in shock.

“Mhmm,” I hummed against the skin of his neck. “I want you all to myself.”

My lips moved up, ghosting over his skin and connecting with his. Our lips moved together until I slowly pulled apart.

“Daddy, have you need drinking?” Gee asked.

I smirked, resting a thigh in between his legs. Gee gasped at the sudden pressure, biting his lip and looking up at me.

“You're so pretty, sweetheart,” I whispered, running my hand through his hair.

I rubbed my thigh against him gently, hearing his quiet whimpers. His hands held a firm grip on my shoulders as he rutted his hips against my leg.

“Is my little boy all horny now?” I teased.

Gee nodded quickly, connecting our lips again. He moaned into the kiss as I ground against him, our hips moving together. My hand went up to the zipper of his onesie, pulling it down. Gee stepped out of the fuzzy fabric, standing in just a pair of white silk panties.

I pressed him against the wall again, a hand going down to cup the bulge in his panties. Gee whined but I shushed him and he bit his lip. I kissed along his neck, sucking on a spot right below his ear that I learned drove him crazy.

“Hush now, we wouldn't want to wake your family, would we?” I asked quietly.

Gee shook his head quietly and I smirked.

“Good boy,” I muttered.

I dug the heel of my hand in and gee gasped, leaning against me for support as he let out a shaky breath. I picked him up, carrying him over and falling back onto the bed so he straddled my hips. Gee rocked his hips against me, his head thrown back in pleasure. I changed the way we were postitioned, laying Gee on his stomach. I lifted his hips up slightly and put a pillow under them.

“f*****g perfect,” I muttered, reaching forward and squeezing his ass.

Gee giggled, slowly away his hips from side to side. I groaned, reaching forward and pulled his panties down and tossed them aside. I kneaded the chubby skin on his ass, leaning down to kiss it. My lips moved, tongue grazing over the soft skin. I spread his ass cheeks apart, slowly running my tongue over his hole.

“Oh my god,” Gee gasped.

His legs were already shaking and I smirked, doing it again. My tongue ran slow circles around the edge of the tight rim and I heard his whimpers. He buried his face into his pillow to try and block out the noises that were falling from his lips. I sucked gently before running my tongue over it again.

“Daddy,” I heard Gee’s muffled whimpers say.

I pulled my head back a bit, keeping his ass spread as Gee whimpered weakly in protest. I spat on his hole, watching the way Gee’s hips jerked from the sensation. I ran my thumb over it, rubbing the saliva around before I pulled that away and blew gently.

“Please,” Gee’s muffled cries pleaded.

I smirked, slowly pushing in two fingers. Gee whined, his hips pushing back instinctively. I moved them in and out slowly, moving my head back down to lick around them. My fingers slowly started moving faster, looking for that one spot that got Gee so worked up. I crooked my fingers and that's when Gee cried out in pleasure. I repeatedly hit that spot with the tips of my fingers, loving the sounds of his moan.

“Daddy, I'm gonna come,” Gee whined.

“Gonna come for daddy?” I asked and he nodded quickly. “Go on then, baby, come for your daddy.”

I spread my fingers apart, widening his hole and I stuck my tongue inside, lapping at the inner walls. Gee cried out, his body tensing. I felt him clench around me and I knew he was coming. His body relaxed and I smirked, sitting up. My fingers still inside him pressed against Gee’s prostate, rubbing against it.

“Daddy, you're gonna make my princess parts hard again,” Gee whined.

I smirked, moving my fingers in and out quickly, adding another. When I knew he was all worked up again, I retracted my fingers and spat in my hand, rubbing it over myself and mixing it with precome. I pressed the tip against his hole, slowly pushing in.

“Oh f**k,” I muttered.

Gee whined, gripping onto the sheets. My hips snapped forward all at once and Gee cried out. I moved in and out of him slowly, watching the way he stretched around me.

“Daddy, oh daddy, please,” Gee moaned.

I laid over him, my front against his back as I put a hand over his mouth.

“Quiet, baby boy, don't want everyone hearing how much of a slut you are, do we?” I whispered.

Gee moaned and shook his head. I began thrusting in and out of him, groaning quietly as Gee whimpered. Gee was shaking, sweat covering his pale skin as some built up on my own. I buried my face in the back of his neck, breathing heavily. Gee’s hips rocked back against me as I moved forward in him.

“Mm, so f*****g good, Princess,” I muttered. “Such a little w***e for daddy, ain't that right?”

Gee’s moans were muffled by my hand as he nodded quickly.

“That's right, daddy’s own little fucktoy,” I whispered.

He whined below me, breathing heavily and looking back at me. I could feel tears on his face from the oversensitivity. The hot turning of my stomach twisted and pulled, feeling so great and making me shut my eyes tight and take in a sharp breath. I thrust in harder, his whole body jerking when I hit his prostate. Gee was crying, pleading in pleasure from the way I was pounding into him, his erection rubbing between his stomach and the pillow.

“Please,” Gee’s muffled words pleaded.

I held onto his hip tightly with the hand that wasn't covering his mouth.

“s**t, ‘m gonna come, Princess,” I groaned.

I could feel my heart beating fast, pumping against my ribs in such a way that nearly made my head explode. The heating pleasure thrummed over my body, making my hands shake and hips lose their rhythm as I thrust into him.

“C’mon, baby, come for your daddy, show me just how much of a good boy you are,” I whispered.

He sobbed, body shaking as he tensed up. I felt him clench and unclench around me. Gee let out a small scream that was muffled by my hand as he came. I groaned, feeling myself get pushed off the edge. My vision blacked out as I came, full of ecstasy that made me groan deeply. I thrust shallowly a few more times before I came to a stop. I pulled out slowly, collapsing down beside Gee, who was shaking and crying.

“Come here, Princess,” I said quietly.

He crawled over into my open arms. I pulled the blanket over us, stroking his hair softly and wiping away his tears.

“You okay, baby?” I asked.

He nodded, sniffling quietly. Gee looked up at me with a small smile and I gave him a kiss on the forehead.

“Are you really jealous of Bert, daddy?” Gee asked quietly, making sure to not wake anyone else.

“I just don't like the looks of him,” I replied.

“He was really nice at the game,” he said.

I frowned, pulling him closer and letting him rest his head on my chest.

“I still don't like him,” I stated. “I don't want him near my little baby boy.”

Gee giggled quietly, snuggling against me.

“You're my daddy,” he whispered sleepily.

I heard his breath even out, letting me know he was asleep. I smiled down at him, feeling my own eyes drooping. The alcohol took over my system, letting me fall into a deep sleep.