Daddy's Little Mistress

Chapter 11

"Pull your f*****g legs back up!" Demitri ordered.

"Wait...it hurts..." I begged.

"Pull 'em up, now!" He yelled.

"No...no...it hurts." I moaned.

Demitri impatiently grabbed me by my legs and pulled me closer to him throwing my legs over his shoulders so that I felt the cool breeze coming from the opened window passing in between my spreaded thighs. He leaned forward grabbing the middle of my bra and holding it in a good grip with his teeth. He yanked it off setting my breasts free and leaving the torn fabric on the floor. He cupped my ass cheeks and brought my lower body up to his mouth and spat on my v****a. He vigorously sucked on my c**t while rummaging my insides with his long tongue. I arched my back while histing in pain and pleasure, and squeezed the pillow underneath my head.

"Shut the f**k up!" He demanded spanking the side of my rear, "turn around and get on your hands and knees!"

Panting, I did as I was told. Demitri grabbed my hips and pulled my round ass closer to his sweaty testicles. He pushed the tip of his hard p***s into my entrance while massaging it softly and causing a sinking feeling in my stomach.

"Uhh...stop teasing me!" I whined.

He chuckled lightly.

"Give it to me Demitri, please." I begged.

"How bad do you want it?" He asked with a mischievous smile.

"Really bad!" I said.

"You want it?" Demitri asked.

"Yes...yes baby I want it." I answered desperately.

"Then work for it." Demitri said.

I turned around straddling his waist and shoving him back down on the messy bed. I ran my fingers down softly to his lower abdomen while planting a wet kiss on his cheekbone and slipped my fingers in his boxers stroking the top of his p***s. He let out a low gasp. I smirked slightly.

"You like that?" I asked Demitri squeezing his wet testicles, then stroking the pain away.

"Mhmm", he answered with his eyes rolling backwards.

I stripped off his boxers with my bare teeth releasing his long p***s, and it slapped my cheek. I kissed his shaft lightly and kissed my way down to the bass. He stroked my hair as I started massaging his glorious meat up and down again.

"Hmm, yes...oh God...", He moaned.

I stopped and stared into his hypnotizing purple eyes filled with pure lust. He stared back at me still stroking my hair letting me know that he desperately wants more. If I hadn't wanted him too I would have left him hanging a little longer just like he'd done to me. But since I wanted to own his body as much as he wanted to own mine, I took his p***s and shoved it in my mouth. He pushed my head further down trying to make me deep throat it all. I gagged as he bounced my head up and down never stopping to give a breath from his humongous size.

"Ughh...", He groaned, "ugh..."

I continued to suck on his p***s and started thinking that I might suffocate. I tried to pull away but was unsuccessful as Demitri had my hair wrapped around in a nice grip around his hand, and was thrusting his hips uncontrollably in my mouth. I felt his warm sperm mixed with my saliva running down my chin. He thrust even harder and started moaning louder causing his voice to escape from the room and out of the window. He ejaculate in my mouth awakening my taste buds as his sweet juice melted in my mouth.

I stood up climbing on top of him and positioned my legs on either side of his waist letting my breast swing freely in his face. I ran my fingers through his hair giving him "the look".

Reading my mind, he reached over grabbing a half bottle of baby oil from his night stand and snapped it open. I watched as he squirted some in his palm then massaged his p***s passionately making my mouth water. I shook the thought away as Demitri placed the bottle back on his night stand ending the show very quickly. I pushed my v****a down on his oily p***s enjoying how easily it slipped deep hole on the first try. He held my ass as I bounced slowly on his p***s in a rhythm. I threw my head back loving the way his large p***s stretched out my entrance the more I bounced. I bounced up and down putting my back into it changing the pattern, left hip...right hip...left hip...right hip...tightened up...drop.

"Oh, damn it! Faster, Lyrika...faster!" Demitri exclaimed.

I went faster with the same pattern focusing on the rhythm making sure I didn't lose him.

He grabbed my hips and started slamming me harder, making my cheeks collide with his balls in a loud standing ovation.

"Yes...Yes Demitri, yes!" I moaned, "Yeah...fuck my p***y, baby...yeah!"

I've never felt something so...different. My "sessions" were nothing compared to this. He gave me a special feeling that I never experienced when I f****d myself. This feeling was kind of addicting, I didn't want him to stop.

"Ah...fuck! I'm about to c*m!" He said.

I kept grinding on him...never realizing how loud we were both screaming. My toes started to curl up, my eyes rolled into my skull, and I felt my jaw tightened. I scratched his chest leaving five bloody stripes as his sperm invaded my entrance. I glazed the bed sheets with both of our juices soon after.

I leaned forward kissing his plump lips passionately running my fingers through his hair.

"That felt really good, Demetri." I panted in his ears.

"Yeah, that felt so f*****g good." He whispered.

"Just promise me..." I started.

"What?" He asked.

"That you won't tell anyone at school about this.", I said holding out my pinky, " 'cause I really like you and I don't want this to stop."

"I promise.", He said taking my pinky in his, "And I really like you too, we'll keep doing this for as long as you want."

I smiled looking into his gorgeous eyes and he stroked my cheeks with his thumb.

"I have to go now." I said suddenly breaking the moment.

I picked up my dress from floor and slipped it back on then picked my phone up from his night stand and unlocked it.

"Oh my f*****g gosh!" I cursed," I've got 56 missed calls from my dad and 67 from my mom, they know I'm not home!"

"Just call them back." Demitri said nonchalantly.

"No! Are you stupid?" I asked, " It's 2:50, where am I going to say I've been?"

"Just sneak back in and stay locked in your room." He suggested again.

"I- I got to go." I said unlocking the door and running out.

"Wait," Demitri said throwing on his clothes, "I'm coming with you."

Downstairs, the lights were turned on since the party finished about three hours ago. I spotted Demitri's older brother on the couch lighting up a blunt for a blonde girl who didn't need to get anymore wasted than she already was.

"Al, she needs to go home right now." Demitri interrupted.

"Bro, you had your action. Now let me have mine." Al mocked.

"No, I need to go home." I repeated.

"Her parents know she snuck out." Demitri added.

Al stood up sucking his teeth at us.

"I'll be back, alright baby?" He pecked the horny girl on the lips.

We rushed out of the house stepping on the half dead bodies and got in the car. Al backed up but didn't bother using the rear view mirror. He started speeding leaving the aroma of burning rubber behind. He ran the first red light and started cutting in front of other cars.

Just then, I heard the sound of sirens not too far from us.

"f**k!" Al exclaimed smacking the wheel, "I hate the police!"

"Oh my God, can this get any more dramatic?" Demitri said shutting his eyes and banging his head back on the seat.

"Pull over." I suggested worried.

"Hell to the f**k no!" Al grimaced.

Demitri looked at me as if I were crazy.

"Just pull over or they won't stop following you." I repeated trying to prove my point.

"Are you crazy? I have dope in this car. I can't just pull over." Al explained.

"Look, now it's four police cars." Demitri pointed out.

"Just pull over!" I yelled.

"Nah...I can out run 'em...done it before." Al said.

He continued to speed switching from lane to lane attempting to out run all of the police cars.

"Oh my God, I'm going to be on the news." I said slapping my forehead.

"Hey look, change of plans, I can't drop you home right now so..." Al said.

"So...where are taking me?" I asked.

"I'm trying to get rid of these cops, bro." Al said.

"You can't get rid of them, there's a helicopter over us now. Just pull over." I mentioned.

"Damn it! It's too late now, if I pull over I'll go to jail." Al said.

"Damn...look all these black vans, man." Demitri said.

"What black vans?" I asked.

"Right there." He said pointing at the vans behind the police cars.

There were about six vans full of people nearly sticking their whole bodies out of the window trying to snap photos of Al's BMW with high tech cameras that normal people going for rides probably won't bother carrying around with them. What was so amazing? Surely wasn't Al's car, I've seen better.

"That's weird as fuck." I thought aloud.

Then it hit me. I am the daughter of the rich and famous rapper who owns Y.M.C.M.B, right?

"f**k, it's the paparazzi!" I yelled stomping my foot, "Al, drive faster!"