Missy – Day 04

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Day Four

The next morning I woke up groggy and sore, everywhere. I was surprised that I hadn’t been woken up by my alarm or Mommy for school yet. Morning light streamed into my bedroom window so I knew it couldn’t be too late in the day. I gingerly sat up in bed and took inventory of my naked body. It turns out fucking is a whole body sport. My arms were sore from holding myself up on the table, but I lifted them to gently cup my breasts. My nipples were a little red and tender from sliding against the hard surface of the kitchen table.

I can’t believe I lost my virginity. When I thought about how it could happen it was always a warm hazy fantasy in my mind. Romance, candle light and lots of kissing. Dreamy soft bedding, words of endearment and tenderness were always themes for how I thought it would go. Having my cherry popped roughly by my Daddy bent over my kitchen table was never one of them. My body sure had loved it though. I don’t think I had ever cum so hard as I had on Daddy’s cock.

Thinking about that first thrust, feeling his cockhead pop into my little cunny and then finally the feeling of Daddy pumping his cum into me made my pussy clench.

“Oof!” I said with surprise.

That clench hurt, I was so sore. I spread my legs a little and smoothed my hands down my belly and onto my thighs. I had bruises on my hips and I ran my fingers over them. They were from Daddy’s hands, pulling me back into his cock or holding me still to take more of it. My skin pebbled with goosebumps. He’s so commanding and strong, I loved the way his hands manipulated my body for his pleasure.

I ran my finger over my bald pussy, sliding over my lips. I didn’t dare rub my clit or finger my pussy, afraid to feel how raw they were this morning. Instead I got up slowly and made my way to my bathroom. My legs were slightly wobbly, my thighs burning a little from being stretched and held open for so long.

When I caught sight of myself in the mirror I smiled a little, my cheeks were rosy and flushed. I rinsed my face and brushed my teeth. Once I was done I started the shower and adjusted the temperature to be a little cooler than I normally like, I didn’t think my skin could handle any more harsh sensations. I sat down to pee on the toilet while the shower heated up. It burned coming out and startled me. I’d have to ask Mommy if that was normal but with the soreness in my cunt hole and clit, it didn’t seem too out of the ordinary. Not bothering to wipe since I was getting right into the shower I stood and slid the shower door open to step inside.

Steam had already filled the small space and was pleasantly warm. I stepped under the spray, leaning my head back to soak my hair. Every part of my body felt different, it was like I was aware of every little thing. The water lulled me into a daze, the feeling of it on my scalp and running down the length of my body so soothing. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the relaxing sensations.

“Feel good baby?”

I opened my eyes to see Daddy watching me, his eyes staring at my little breasts.

“Yes Daddy, my whole body hurts,” I explained, surprised by the gravelly sound of my voice.

My throat was hoarse from screaming the night before.

He laughed softly, “Oh I’m sure, I rode you hard last night.”

His eyes traveled from my tits to my cunny, a devilish grin on his face as I blushed.

He slid the shower door open and I realized he was naked, his cock hard and bouncing slightly against his abs as he moved. His large balls swinging against his thighs. My mouth watered as I looked at his body. His biceps were large and his chest had pecs that were chiseled to perfection. He stepped into the shower with me, his thigh muscles flexing and I got a glimpse of his tight and firm ass as he reached to close the door. His hand lifted and picked up a bottle of shampoo, squeezing some into his hands. I groaned as Daddy started massaging the shampoo into my hair.

“Did you enjoy last night?” Daddy asked.

I closed my eyes and nodded.

“Tell me what you liked about it,” he said.

“It hurt at first and I was surprised but once you got it all the way in…” I sighed, remembering the sensations. “It hurt, but it was a good kind of hurt, you know?” I asked him.

“Of course honey, you’re not the first cherry I’ve popped,” he explained.

“I’ve had good cums with Mommy before and by myself of course but having something to cum ON felt amazing. And when you came…” I sighed again.

Daddy grew still for a moment and then leaned my head back to rinse my hair.

“You liked it when I filled you with cum?”

With my eyes closed I couldn’t see his face but his voice sounded strained.

“Yes Daddy, it’s so warm and feeling the pulses in my cunny from your cock, mmm, it feels so good to have a piece of you inside of me.”

Done with my hair I felt his hands slide down to my shoulders and then to cup my little buds. The soap washed from my face I opened my eyes to meet his.

“Did illegal bahis you feel naughty with my cum inside you?”

He pinched the tips of my breasts and I gasped in response.

“Yes! I loved feeling it drip out of me when you were done, it meant it was your pussy. It was proof I had been a little slutty,” I said rambling, nervous, it was hard to concentrate with his fingers twisting and pulling on my nipples.

“You are a little slutty, you’re Daddy’s little slut aren’t you?” he asked.

I nodded, my body going on my tippy toes as he pulled me up by my puffy nipples. My clit was throbbing.

“Its a natural response, having cum in your cunt means you were well fucked. You’re going to need to be fucked a lot, aren’t you baby girl?”

“Yes!” I gasped as he lowered his head and sucked one tip into his mouth, suckling hard.

“Good girl,” he said switching sides.

His mouth on my teats felt so good. No wonder Mommy liked it when I nursed on her.

“Mommy is going to make sure you get all the cock you need so if you have a hot cunny, you need to tell her or I okay baby?”

I nodded and felt his hand slide down my body to my waist and then around to cup my ass. His big hand squeezing and fondling my little cheek.

“In order for you to be a good girl and be Daddy’s little slut you need to spread your legs whenever I need to fuck. Understand Missy-girl?” He said crudely, his hand moving down to grab my pussy and rub it back and forth.

I whimpered as I felt him spread my lips and run his finger along my pussy, his finger circling my clit a couple of times. I thrust my hips into his hand, wanting more.

“I know baby, I’ll fuck you in a minute but first I want you to fully understand what I expect of you now that you can take cock ok?”

I nodded impatiently.

“A daughter’s job is to take it anywhere her Daddy wants it. In the car, in the house, at a restaurant, anywhere,” he explained.

He waited for me to nod in understanding before he continued.

“I might want to use any of your holes, I’ll want to fuck your throat or your ass too so you’ll need to practice with Mommy ok?”

I nodded again, groaning as Daddy slid one finger into my cunny.

“Mmm such a tight pussy baby. Uncle Johnny is going to love fucking you. Daddy can’t wait to open you up again.”

As I tried to make sense of what Daddy was alluding to about his brother fucking me Daddy took his finger out of me and put both of his hands on my ass. He turned us so my back was against the shower wall, steam now filling the entire bathroom from our lengthy shower. Daddy lifted my body so that my pussy was at the same height as his cock, my arms automatically going to wrap around his neck.

Daddy held me with one hand and used his other to reach down and aim his cock at my hole. Once the head of his dick touched me he pulled my body towards his, forcing his cock into my body.

“Oh god!” I yelled. “It’s too big!”

My body slowly opened against the force of his. My cunt was tender but I was soaking wet, eager for his cock. I needed to feel it pounding into me again. I needed something to cum on and rubbing my clit was no longer going to be enough.

Daddy ignored my outburst and moved my legs to wrap around his waist. His hands were firmly holding my ass, steadily pushing me onto his cock. My head fell back to lean on the cool tile behind me.

“Sometimes Daddy won’t be around when you need cock baby girl,” Daddy explained. “Mommy will make sure you get what you need so when she tells you to fuck, you fuck. Understand? Disobeying her is just like disobeying me little girl.”

He was moving my body up and down onto him now, using my whole body to fuck his cock as he lectured me. I looked down to see his fat dick splitting open my pussy, my lips spread wide around his girth. My clit was out from under its hood and hard.

“Ugh your twat is still so tight baby. Daddy loves how hot and hard you squeeze my dick,” Daddy grunted, his arms bulging with the effort from holding me up. “Fuck yea that’s good pussy!”

Daddy pushed my back fully against the wall, pinning me there so he could fuck me faster. His hips pumping up into my cunt, my body jostling with each thrust. I felt so helpless and small being fucked like that, no part of my body touching the ground or in control. I was 100% Daddy’s play thing. I loved it.

With our new position Daddy was bottoming out in my cunny, his cock slamming repeatedly into my cervix. I couldn’t stop the sounds coming out of me. I was panting and moaning louder and louder, his groin rubbing against my clit every time he thrust deep. I felt the familiar pulse of my body starting to cum and I screamed.

“I’m cumming Daddy!”

“Fuck baby! Fuck that’s a good twat, cum all over Daddy’s cock!” He grunted, fucking me harder.

My body squeezed down on him, clenching and making it difficult for him to fuck his cock in and out of me. I felt his cock swell at the base and I knew illegal bahis siteleri it was going to happen again. Daddy was going to cum.

“You want my cum inside you Missy? You want Daddy to pump you full again?” He asked, panting to hold back his orgasm.

“Yes Daddy! I need it! Fill your little slut!” I yelled back, feeling bolder than I ever had before.

Daddy pulled all the way out and slammed back into me with all of his strength. His cock head pressed and held against the back of my cunt. I felt Daddy pulse inside of me and then felt a warmth fill me. He was cumming.

I felt my cunny start to cum again, the feeling of Daddy filling me triggering a second climax right on the heals of my first. Out of energy I let my body relax against the hard tile, my head laid back and my eyes closed letting the orgasm roll through me. My body was made to accept his cum.

“Oh yea Daddy,” I breathed as he grunted into me.

I lost count of how many times I felt him pump cum into me but it was a long while before he pulled his cock out of me and my feet touched the ground.

He held me steady and without warning reached down and slid two fingers up my open cunt. He swirled then around a couple of times and pulled them out, bringing them to my mouth.

“Open,” he said, rubbing his fingertips on my lips.

I did as he asked and he slid them inside my mouth onto my tongue.

“Suck,” he ordered.

A tart saltiness flooded my mouth. Daddy was making me taste his cum and my juices. I licked and sucked his fingers clean, treating the combination of our fucking like a delicacy.

Once his fingers were sucked clean he reached over and grabbed a bar of soap.

“Let’s get cleaned up and rinsed off, no school for you today Missy-girl. Mommy is going to take you to the spa this afternoon for a treat.”

I couldn’t wait.


After Daddy left for work I took my time getting dressed and came down the stairs, Mommy already downstairs and ready to go.

“Have a good morning baby girl?” She asked, locking the door behind us.

I nodded and got in to our car.

“Still sore?”

“Yes, but it’s a little better than last night. I’m more achey now,” I replied.

“Was Daddy gentler with you this morning in the shower?” she said.

I shook my head, “No he was pretty rough again but I didn’t mind too much.”

Mommy laughed as she pulled out of the driveway.

“Like mother, like daughter,” she said.

We drove for about fifteen minutes and pulled up to a building nestled in some trees away from the main road. The sign out front said “Rock & River Spa” and it looked like a very upscale place. I was excited. I had a massage once for my birthday but I’d never been to a spa before.

“Here we are!” Mommy said as she held the door open for me to enter.

I walked inside and was impressed by how luxurious everything looked. The waiting room has plush white leather furniture and soft lighting, a pitcher of fruit infused water on a small table near by. The front desk was a white polished marble, the young woman manning it dressed impeccably. She stood to greet us when we entered.

“Mrs. Bourne! So lovely to see you again!” She said and took Mommy’s hand into hers warmly. “And you must be Missy! Congratulations on your cherry!” She said enthusiastically to me.

I felt my face heating with a blush and tucked myself behind Mommy, a little embarrassed at the attention.

“Oh isn’t she precious!” She exclaimed, “Mr. Bourne must adore her!”

Mommy nodded and smiled, “We both do Jessica. She’s quite the natural.”

“Oh I’m sure!” Jessica walked back around the desk and leaned over to read her computer screen. “It looks like we have a cleaning scheduled for young Missy and a pedicure. And then after that we have a light rosebud massage with Abuela! Oh excellent.”

Mommy nodded along as Jessica listed treatments.

“And for you Mrs. Bourne we have you scheduled for a manicure, a rosebud flushing and then it looks like you have time booked with Andre. Ooh I’m so jealous. He’s the best!” Jessica continued.

“Yes, he really is, isn’t he?” Mommy said, leaning in closer conspiratorially.

They laughed together and Jessica waived us both forward to follow her. She held open a door for us and walked us down a long hallway that was dimly lit and smelled of fresh flowers, heavy teal carpet running down the length of it.

“Missy this is a women’s only spa so any male you see here is a staff member. Our facility is not only state of the art but also ranked number one in satisfaction in the state. Your mother has been a customer of ours for a very long time. We’re so excited to have you joining us as well.” Jessica said as we walked.

We finally reached a door marked ‘Lounge’ and she ushered us inside. Mommy moved immediately to a numbered locker, taking a small key out of her purse to open it. I turned to see Jessica waiting for my attention, her canlı bahis siteleri hand outstretched with a key on it.

“You’ve been assigned locker number 42,” she explained. “Your father has paid for a yearly membership for you as well so this will be your personal locker for the duration of your time with us.”

I smiled shyly, excited, and took the key from her. I glanced over at Mommy and she was removing her clothing and folding it neatly on a padded bench nearby.

“You may get undressed now. Feel free to wear a robe if you’re chilly otherwise you’re welcome to be nude during your stay here with us. Clothing tends to just get in the way anyway!” she winked at me and left us alone.

I followed Mommy’s lead and unbuttoned my long tunic shirt. I folded it and shimmied out of my skinny jeans. Once that was folded as well I reached back to remove my small shelf bra and panties. I saw that there was a small shelf in the locker and a robe hanging up neatly below it. I placed my shoes on the bottom like I saw Mommy do and slipped my feet into plush padded slippers the had provided with the robe. I stored my stack of clothes on the upper shelf and took the robe out. It was heavy and felt like silk on the outside. The inside was lined with a velour like fabric that was smooth and buttery against my skin as I slid it on. It was a creamy beige color and had a script MB monogrammed over my left breast. I felt very fancy. I locked locker number 42 and tucked the key in my pocket.

“They’re ready for you,” Jessica said softly from the door.

We followed her out, Mommy in her robe as well. “The hallways can be chilly,” she explained.

We turned a corner and entered a large open space. One corner was set up similarly to a nail salon, manicure stations set up on one side, the desks large and roomy. Along the wall were what appeared to be pedicure stations, three luxurious chairs lined up side by side. Instead of the usual one bowl to place your feet in for the hot water there were two smaller ones side by side. It appeared as if there was one for each foot. How strange.

Along another wall there were traditional massage tables spaced apart from

one another. Those I was familiar with. A few salon style chairs were grouped together in a corner next to a couple of hair washing stations. Each salon chair appeared to have stirrups to hold your legs open built into them. Maybe this was where some of the girls at school had their pubic hair styled. On one wall I saw a door with the label ‘River Room’ on it and wondered what went on in there. A large double sided dark navy velvet banquette sat in the middle of the space.

Everything felt rich and sensuous. The lighting made our skin look luminous and flawless, the temperature a bit warm with my robe. Small tables were scattered here and there with beautifully potted plants on them. Wood details were everywhere to add a modern artistic flair to the space. While the room was stunning it wasn’t what was drawing my attention.

There were people having sex everywhere. The room was filled with gentle spa music in the background, babbling brooks and harp strings. That didn’t cover the sighs and occasional cries of pleasure though. A woman was bent over a plush ottoman, being taken from behind by a man. I could see his cock shining with her juices whenever he pulled out of her.

Another woman was having her pussy fingered on the massage table. The masseuse’s fingers on one hand pumping at a lightning fast pace as her other smoothed oil down her client’s back. A woman was getting her hair washed by a stylist in a black apron, her legs spread wide while she diddled her own clit.

“Mommy…” I said in wonder as I took everything in.

“Welcome to the spa baby girl,” she said affectionately and squeezed my hand.

Two women walked over to me and introduced themselves as Sonny and Tina. They explained that they would be doing my pedicure. Mommy was brought over to a manicure station by two women as well, I didn’t hear their names but Mommy seemed to know them.

Tina stood behind me and asked me to take off my robe. I looked over at Mommy and saw that she had already removed her robe. I shrugged my shoulders and took it off, handing it to Tina. I sat down in the buttery leather seat and leaned back, placing each of my feet in the separate glass bowls below me.

Tina stood beside me and reached down to pick up an attached remote for the chair, sliding the seat forward and the back support lower so I was relaxed and comfortable. With one more button the two bowls for my feet separated and moved apart, taking my legs with it. Suddenly, I was open and on display. Sonny turned on the hot water and added oils and salt crystals to the water for my feet to soak.

“Comfortable?” Tina asked from my side and I nodded.

She squeezed my shoulder and walked around the station to kneel between my now spread apart legs.

“Tina will begin the cleaning now,” Sonny said with a small smile as I looked down at Tina curiously.

Tina ran her hands up my thighs and used her thumbs to pull apart my pussy lips.

“Oh so pretty!” she said. “So new! Scoot down for me, scoot, scoot!” she instructed, pulling my bum closer to the edge of the seat.

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