With Which I Misbehave
Two is Better Than One, Three is Better Than Two
Rayven woke with a dreamy smile on her face, her cheek up against her father’s chest. She snuggled closer, trying to take in the moment before facing the reality of another day. Her smile fell, though, when she heard the barely-there sounds above her head. He was crying.
Sitting up immediately and pulling the covers up to cover herself, her breath stopped in her throat when she looked into her dad’s face. His watery brown eyes met hers. He looked like he was done crying, like he’d been at it--eyes red and trails down his beautiful angel face...but not actively crying anymore. Brian ran a hand over his face and sniffled, smiling sadly.
“Hey, baby girl. Sleep well?”
Rayven had slept wonderfully. More deeply and restfully and happily than maybe ever--beautiful dreams letting her escape into the fantasy of them being together. She nodded, but her face continued to fall, “I-I’m guessing you didn’t? What’s wrong, d...Brian?”
He glanced away and paused before his deep brown eyes locked onto hers, “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to ruin your morning…” He sat up, the sheets falling so that they barely covered his nether regions and his chest lay bare. His long fingers brushed over her cheek as he gazed longingly at her, “I’m so sorry. For everything. Being your father has been the achievement of my life and I’m ruining it. For my own guilty pleasure. You should be out there making terrible mistakes with boys while I threaten to murder them for hurting you. You should be out with your friends, driving around for no reason, getting into trouble that I’d have to punish you for--like a teenager and not like a lover. I love you so much, and I know you can’t see it, but I am ruining your life, Rayven. You’re bright and beautiful and witty and the future holds everything out there for you…” He held her hands in his and now she had started to cry, “I’ll make you a deal. I know I can’t resist you because we live together. So lets enjoy these last six months, as long as you promise me that when you go off to college...you’ll let this go.”
The tears ran down her young face and broke his heart even further, “....but I don’t want to. Do I have to go to college? Why can’t we just run away together?” Her eyes were so full of life and wonder and youth.
Brian chuckled and pulled her close, kissing her forehead before looking down at her again, “Promise me?”
It hurt. To have her ideas and feelings rejected. To be told she had to let him go. But she felt like she didn’t have a choice--she feared what he’d do if she said no. So she agreed.
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Rayven giggled at her new friend, Violet. She couldn’t believe how alike they were. Vi was extremely free with her sexuality, although it made Rayven flush a deep red whenever she called every single hot guy she saw “daddy.” She knew Violet had a reputation and couldn't care less. If anyone could understand her, it would be her new friend.
They stumbled into Ray’s home a laughing mess, completely sober but acting like shameless teenage girls. Until Brian cleared his throat and introduced himself. Then suddenly it was like Violet aged ten years and was smooth as silk.
“Mr. Haner, thank you for letting Rayven have me over,” She sat demurely at the kitchen island as Brian set about cleaning and getting some things ready for dinner, “I don’t have a lot of friends and my daddy’s never at home.”
Violet shamelessly met the chocolate eyes that glanced over a broad shoulder and caught her explanation that she had issues.
Brian cleared his throat as he brought some vegetables over to the island to start cutting them up. He glanced at Rayven and then Violet from under his long lashes, “Of course. Rayven needs to get out and have more friends. Dinner should be ready in about an hour.” He attempted not to be rude, but something in him needed to get both girls out of the room.
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“Dude, I’m not even sorry, but your dad is such a DILF. Dreamy and smooth and if I didn’t know any….” Violet let her voice fade as she looked at Rayven. They both sat on her bed getting high and Ray had no idea what she should say back. She was slightly intimidated by the girl, so she was still trying to stay cool despite the comment she’d just made about her dad. And did she just insinuate that she….?? Oh, fuck. It was too late. Because she was high she hadn’t had the wherewithal to deny it. Her eyes fell as her cheeks flushed.
“Oh, damn, girl.”
The silence only made Rayven want to cry. When Violet saw this, she raised the dark-haired girl’s chin and smiled sweetly at her, “Rayven, the last person you’ll get judgement from is me. I have...issues myself. And I mean, he is just...delectable.”
Big brown eyes raised to hers, “Really? I mean...it’s so fucked.”
Violet smirked and shrugged, “Yeah. So? The world’s fucked.” She couldn’t help but scoot a little closer, “Does he make you feel good?”
Rayven saw what her friend was doing and swallowed hard, “Yes.” She’d never thought about a girl like this before, but the seduction that was the woman in front of her was starting to make her think.
“Maybe I can...help you forget him for a little while. What would you say to that?” Violet sat right next to her, rubbing her thigh lightly as she looked down at the short girl.
“I...I’d like that.” Ray finally managed to breathe out. The purple-haired one didn’t waste any time but pulled the black-haired one up against her as she gently sought her lips. Rayven fully gave in as she was toppled back onto the bed. Violet kissed down Ray’s neck and pulled at her shirt and bra until she’d managed to get a nipple free. Licking and sucking mercilessly, Vi chuckled when she got fingers pulling hard at her hair. Pants filled the air before there was a rapid, insistent knock on the door.
“I’m coming in there, Ray. Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing.”
Brian stopped dead in his tracks with what he found when he shoved the door open. Jesus, he couldn’t catch a break. His little girl lay back on the bed with her new friend over her as they had a little fun. Weed was pungent in the air as Violet looked back at him startled.
It only took her a few second to recover, though, before she was headed Brian’s way-- sauntering up to him as she handed him the joint. Brian took a hit, wondering where his self control had suddenly evaporated. Violet bit her lip coyly before going for his jeans.
Brian quickly gripped her wrist away, narrowing his eyes at her, “What are you doing? You're under age.”
She put both hands back on his chest, “I'm not, but I can act that way if that's what you want.”
“What do you want?” Brian grit out.
Violet giggled and tossed her hair to one side, looking up at him from under her lashes, “I'm a bad girl and I need you to be my daddy.”
The older man almost choked on a breath. Recovering quickly, he hissed, “On your knees, then.”
Immediately doing as she was told, Violet soon had his cock out and enthusiastically bobbed her head up and down his shaft as Brian petted her hair. Looking up at Raven darkly, he demanded, “Get undressed Ray.”
Once he'd been temporarily satisfied, he demanded the one on her knees do the same and lie on the bed on her stomach. Leaning over her, he wrapped his hand firmly around her purple hair without pulling.
“My one rule is you only come when I tell you you can. It's my specialty. You obey, I'll make you feel wonderful. Disobey and it won't be punishment. I'll get up and leave.”
Violet's eyes went wide. She was really turned on and came very easily.
“I assume you want to be spanked? Because daddy never did this to you as a child?” Before he got an answer, Brian railed her ass with a firm spank. Violet whimpered as he chuckled in approval. Repeating the process on the other cheek, he rubbed her over her panties afterwards before standing up and folding his arms.
When both girls looked at him, Brian motioned between the two of them, indicating he wanted to watch them play with each other.
The two girls got closer, wrapping arms and legs around each other in comfort.
“Touch each other.”
Violet slid her fingers into Rayven's panties and slowly massaged her clit as the smaller woman tensed and gasped. The black-haired beauty leaned in to take Violet's already hardened nipple between her lips.
As they continued, Brian sat on the bed behind the purple haired one. Moving a hand over her recently abused ass cheek, his fingers searched out her wet folds, two of them probing her deeply. Violet arched back, already having a hard time not finishing.
“Please, daddy--”
“It's Brian.”
“Please, Brian, you're going to make me come, I need to so badly.”
“That's good. Beg me.”
Violet knew what she was doing. This wasn't her first friend’s father. She turned towards him, replacing her hand in Ray’s panties with her other hand so she could wrap her now free hand around Brian's steeled length. He hummed in approval and continued to move his fingers. Rayven had switched to her other nipple, but didn't stop. Violet gazed up into his hooded brown eyes, “Please, Mr. Haner, your daughters mouth feels so good, my nipples are so hard...your fingers…” Her eyelids fluttered as her rhythm stumbled, “Oh, god, please…”
He could see she was too close and pulled out his digits. Brian moved over to his daughter as electric amethyst eyes fired his way silently. Kissing her sweet lips, he dragged a finger down her cheek, “How much are you up for tonight, darling?”
Ray only answered in the form of a bitten lip and dusted pink cheeks. Brian smiled crookedly, “Alright then. Safe word is seven, girls.” He pulled out the pink whip from her drawer, “Hands and knees, Ray.”
As soon as she was in position, he let it fly and crack hard over her ass. She flinched, but otherwise didn't react. Brian shuddered, knowing he'd be pushing his own limits tonight. He shifted his path, lifted his hand and struck down so the next strike landed down her crack and across her pussy. This time she yelped and moaned a little. Dragging the ropes down her back first, he struck her again in the same place.
“Violet.” The other girl happily got in the same position and got the same three strikes. Brian could see how wet she was, shuddering in almost there release.
“Don't. I'll tell you when. Over. Knees up and together, hold them there for me.”
Violet complied and felt the leather hiss across her extremely exposed pussy and upper thighs. She clenched her teeth. The next one landed on her ass.
“Please, oh god, Brian--”
“Shhhhh.” Brian dropped the whip and put a finger to his lips before spreading her inner lips. Lubing up two fingers with her natural juices, he stuffed them into her back door. Violet cried out and hugged her knees closer to her chest, gasping for air.
“That's very good, Violet. You're doing really well,” He moved the fingers in and out and she thought she might die they felt so heavenly.
“I can't--I can't--”
Brian could always tell where the limits were and stopped, retreating his fingers. Throwing three sets of cuffs on the bed, he instructed both girls to lay on their stomachs with their arms out. He cuffed one of Ray's wrists to one bedpost, her other to one of Violet's and Violet's other to the other bedpost.
Rubbering up, he climbed onto the bed over Rayven, separating her thighs with his knees as he pressed down on her back. Thrusting forward, he plunged into her tightness until he was buried completely. Ray whined into the covers as Brian began plowing forward, hard, “Uh, baby girl, yes--” He moaned, hands kneading her ass. Violet's fingers threaded through Ray's as they held onto each other. She had no idea how she'd make it if he did the same thing to her.
“Daddy, please, let me come, please--”
“No baby, not yet--”
Ray cried and after a few more thrusts, Brian pulled out and kissed her shoulders, “That's a good girl.”
Violet didn't miss the dreamy smile on Rayven's face.
Her own breath hitched in anticipation as Brian moved to behind her, “You are quite a thing of legend, my dear,” He leaned over and whispered into her ear as his large hand rubbed over one of the globes of her ass, “If you don't think us dads talk to each other, you'd be wrong. Your kink has my cock so hard I might just be able to come once for each of you. Would you enjoy that?” Instead of letting her answer, his long slender fingers wrapped around her throat and squeezed gently, “Because I think it will stave off your orgasm a little, I'm going to fuck you in the ass first. I've only prepped you a little, so it should hurt at first. Call me Daddy as many times as you'd like, honey.”
With that, Brian pressed his head against her tighter hole before plunging completely into her at once.
“Daddy!!” Violet screamed, wrenching at both handcuffs. Rayven held her hand again tight, wondering why watching them together was such a turn on. The pain in the slightly older woman's face as she bit down on her bottom lip was also strangely alluring.
Brian's head lolled back momentarily as he adjusted to her tightness, “Fucking Christ…” He murmured, eyes closed. Shaking it off, he looked down at where he disappeared into the teen's ass. Brian pulled back a little, rocking forward as Violet tried to breathe. Unfortunately, she totally dug the pain and when Brian moved into another deeper thrust, she lost it completely.
“Brian--” Violet sobbed as her tight, slick hole convulsed around his punishing cock. She ground back against him, working herself through a mind-shattering orgasm that tore through her out of nowhere. Regret and pleasure mixed on her delicate face as she writhed underneath him.
Brian's brow pulled down as he stopped thrusting. He was not pleased.
Leaning over, he quickly un-cuffed both of them. After he'd pulled out, he threw away the condom and zipped back up.
“You girls know the rules.” He muttered before closing the door.
Both teens stared at the door, jaws on the floor, stared at one another, and then broke down crying in one another's arms.
Violet smoothed a hand over her long black hair, “I'm so sorry, Rayven, I couldn't control it--”
“Not your fault…” Ray whispered, kissing down her neck as her hands slid around the thin waist, “I'm just so...fuck I need to come...please, Violet…”
The older one grinned through her few tears as her hand trailed downward, “Of course.” Her two middle finger pads massaged over Rayven's clit as the smaller girl moaned quietly. Violet moved her so they were finally long-ways on the bed and spread her legs. Ray’s body jerked when a tongue was pressed to her bud that was beyond begging for release. She got louder and louder and when two fingers smoothly moved inside her, Rayven exploded.
“Oh! Yes...Violet…”
Brian paced outside his daughter's door, cock achingly trapped in his pants. He knew he should leave them alone and go rub one out, but his feet were not cooperating. Raking his hands through his long dark hair, he stopped in his tracks when he heard Ray coming. Fuck.
Storming back in, the door slammed as clouded chocolate eyes met across the small room, “I didn't say you could come yet. Both of you are in big trouble. Especially you, Violet.”
The purple haired one sat up, flustered and eyes wide as Brian sauntered over to her. Pulling his shirt over his head, he watched her pupils dilate further as her lips parted slightly. He maneuvered her knees until she was open on her back in front of him again. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out his newest toy he'd bought just earlier that day. It was a small plastic clamp that he gently secured over her clit as she inhaled in shock.
“This should help you to keep from coming. On your tummy.”
While she turned over, he rubbered and lubed up, “Give me your hands.” Brian crossed her wrists behind her back and held them in one hand. Violet opened her thighs a little wider in invitation. Once again, he pushed his hard head up against her tighter hole before pushing all the way into her.
Even though she'd very recently been fucked in the exact same manner, Violet still needed several moments to adjust. Brian didn't move, other than nestling his cock even deeper by pressing his hips forward.
“Don't you dare come, my dear. I'm going to spank you 10 times, just like this. If you survive without coming or saying the safe word, then I'll fuck you nice and proper and let you find your heaven. Those are my terms.”
Buried deep in her ass, Brian let the first one fly. It was harder than she'd expected. Violet flinched, having no idea how she was going to make it. The sting was wonderful, especially with the carnal knowledge that he was doing this to her and that she was being punished and along with the feel of his steeled length filling her. The second one was harder, eliciting a quiet moan from her.
“Enjoy it while you can, little one. By ten, you won’t be moaning any longer.”
After 3 and 4...5 and 6, Violet wasn’t so sure. Each one seemed to only excite her more. Remembering he loved the begging, she gushed out,
“Please fuck me and let me come, Daddy, oh please--” She couldn’t help but whimper, she wanted him so badly.
Brian chuckled darkly, “I guess I need to go harder, then.” 7 and 8 were somehow even harder, when she already couldn’t believe how hard the others had been. Violet cried out into her pillow, shoulders shaking and straining against him holding her wrists.
“There we are. The pain makes the pleasure that much better, dear. Trust your Daddy.”
His words, said in that liquid smooth voice of his with the side of brazenness of knowing her kink well--sent currents of lust sliding through her entire body. The last two made her sob into her pillow, but her wrists were set free and his cock gently pulled out. Throwing that condom away, Brian put on another and instructed her to lie on her back at the edge of the bed, holding her own legs up and apart.
“Violet, look at me…” As their eyes met, the older man’s thick hardness slid inside her oversensitive, dripping pussy, “You will get to come very soon, but still not until I say, darling.”
He removed the clamp, massaging his thumb over her pleasure point. Violet bit her trembling lip and nodded. Brian pulled back and buried himself again in her heat. She shut her eyes tight, barely able to take how good he felt, especially after the interesting feelings he’d caused to course through her with his violence. His long fingers soothed over her ass, further rubbing away the sting. Another single thrust as she was trying her best not to fall apart.
“Brian, please, I can’t--please--”
Oh, the begging. It was so delicious. It was getting him there just as fast as her tight pussy was.
“Such a good girl, Violet.” His eyelids fluttered as he leaned up on his arms over her. The young girl’s hands clung to his chest as she writhed beautifully under him, “Okay, baby. I’m going to start fucking you--you may come as much as you like.”
Brian stood back up, put both hands to her thighs, and rocked his slim hips. The moment his cock was buried deep inside her again, Violet came hard--arching and crying and shaking. She was so turned on she had no idea what to do. Above and beyond being older and fitting part of her fantasy, he was sexy as fuck anyway. Then there was the fact that he was so deliciously different and experienced when it came to his own kink. She moaned loudly as he slid in and out of her, deep and hard as he grunted.
“Fuck…” His head lolled back as he whispered, “Go on, come again, little one.”
Violet whined into another as he kept thrusting and the second she was done, he pulled out.
Yanking off the condom, he stroked himself and winced hard as he came on her. Violet watched in awe, slumping back in pure satisfaction when he was done. Half-lidded eyes followed him as Brian ran his fingers through his now slightly damp hair, his chest heaving.
Rayven's eyes were full of sex-crazed lust as he sauntered over to her. She climbed up onto her knees so that when he stood at the edge of the bed he looked straight into her eyes. Swiping away her hair with a finger, his hooded brown eyes only looked over her as he pulled her closer by her tiny waist. Their lips met and Ray moaned lightly into his mouth. His cock had waned slightly but now perked back up to full attention as her small hand stroked over his smooth flesh. When she attempted to climb onto him and sink onto his hard on, Brian stilled her hips, looking up at her as he gathered her into his arms, “No, no, no Rayv. You've been a bad little girl, remember?”
Tumbling her onto the mattress ass up, she gave him a naughty look over a shoulder, “I tried really hard not to...Brian.” She said his name tauntingly and with a narrowing of her eyes, letting him know that not only was it not what she wanted to call him--but that it wasn't what he wanted to be called either.
Brian chuckled darkly, a salacious sideways grin spreading across his pretty face. His mocha eyes flashed and darkened further. When he reached for her ankles, she attempted to scurry away. Grabbing her first by her ankles, he yanked her closer, grabbing her waist.
“I've still never turned you over my knee, my dear, I guess that'll have to change.” Sitting, Brian bent her over a knee and gave her ass a firm smack, “Lots of spankings tonight...but that's what bad girls get. Just imagine how nice I would have been. We'll never know now, will we?” He smirked as his fingers met skin again. This time, he dipped two of his long fingers inside her after--moving them back and forth languidly just long enough to bring her half way to climax.
“Sit up, straddle me.” He barked. She happily obeyed.
Brian put the two fingers in her mouth, letting his eyes roll back when she eagerly licked them clean, “Rayv…” He groaned and pulled his hand away, letting his fingers caress over her back, “I'm going to let you make me come, baby girl. Have fun.” Sitting back on his elbows, he watched her rise over him and take his full thickness inside her, “Oh, fuck yes. Come whenever you'd like, Princess.”
Rayven rode up his cock, down. Up again, and shuddered into shattering bliss on the way down.
“Brian!” She convulsed around him, gripping hard at the base of his cock.
The bed dipped and before Brian knew what was going on, his head lay in Violet's lap. He felt his arms being lifted and forced up and back, secured in place by the cuffs. Around her waist? Neck? He wasn't sure, but did know in the next moment he was watching the two girls lean in over him and kiss.
Well, damn. He'd always been in control in the bedroom. Always. But this didn't feel out of place, wasn't odd. He gave them control and moaned high when Rayven rode him harder, faster. Grinding her hips, she took him deep as he arched back against Violet beautifully. The noises from his throats were divine, the ecstasy on his face pure bliss itself, and the feel of his fingers clenching into Violet's back as he struggled against his own passion more than just a turn on.
“Ah, Rayven. Baby, I need it…”
“Need what, Bri?”
“Make me come, please…” His eyes were clenched shut, his hips rutting up in silent pleas. She now completely understood why this was his kink. He was absolutely gorgeous like this.
Ray quickly found she didn't have the patience for it, though. Bracing her hands on his chest, she worked her hips faster, gripping him tighter as she also got closer.
“Fuck yes…” He breathed out, pulling against the cuffs as the heat finally pooled again. His balls tightened and he barely opened his eyes to look at her.
She was quite a sight, tits bouncing as she bounced, lips parted...high cries filling the air to harmonize with his deeper ones. The second her coy gaze locked onto his, he came.
Shouting her name, Brian shoved his hips up involuntarily. His spurts filled her as she pulsed around him, moaning his name back. The large male body slumped onto the bed, reduced to a whimpering, convulsing heap as the last of his orgasm was milked from him.
Violet released his wrists, gently kissing his forehead as she got up. She was fairly sure neither of them even noticed her as she smiled, got dressed, and left them in their blissed out embrace.
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Notes
I totally made up the clip clamp toy, btw. While I'm sure they exist, that's probably not what they actually do ; )
Hope you liked!! Thanks to Ghost for the suggesting of throwing Violet in there somewhere. I think it worked, what do you guys think?? : )
Impatiently waiting for an update
5/1/22