I kept my distance from Mallory once we got upstairs. I needed a little bit of space while I observed her. She was a voluptuous woman, with the right everything, everywhere.

She was curvy, but fit like she used to play a sport back in high school or even college. Her legs were thick and her top small even though she had large breasts. She was shaped like a ripe pear with a nice pair of hips, birthing hips, that made me want nothing more than to fuck barbarically and breed.

I was just observing. But the space between us was dissolving.

I was never going to become a dad. I made that decision a long time ago.

I felt my lip pulse between my teeth as I watched her walk all the way down the hall, her dress slowly riding up her thigh with each bouncy step. The party was non-existent on this side of the house. She could be as loud as she wanted and nothing and no one would stop her. She looked back over her shoulder, her ocean blue eyes taking a sneak peek at what she was going to have shortly.

“This is my room,” Mallory veiled her stomach with her arms, taking a few steps back into her bedroom. She talked about her furniture and where each door led — that bathroom and walk-in closet — but she was mostly talking to talk, not really saying anything.

I closed the door behind me, making her shut up about whatever I wasn’t paying attention to. She blended with her hair again and keep walking away from me, walking away from temptation. It was cute. I removed my jacket and headed over to the only surface in her room that wasn’t cluttered with perfume bottles, makeup, or candles — her desk.

Her room was exactly what I expected it to be, a princess room, with the color white splashed everywhere, finished off with a pink fluffy rug that filled your vision the second you stepped in. The only interesting part of her room was the posters hanging up on the desk. I couldn’t read the type, looking more artistic than practical, but they were intriguing like a poster promoting a horror movie or a rock band or something more direct, like sex …

I’m gonna watch you plead.

I struggled to read the small black-on-black text on the poster that was only a few feet away from me, but managed to assume what it said. I dropped my jacket on the table, then rolled up my sleeves over my elbows. My tie was last, always last. It was the final break of the chain whenever I got home. Nothing was more satisfying than ripping off a suffocating, overly expensive tie, aside from loosening up the buttons on my shirt.

Mallory watched me cautiously like a little kid seeing a lion for the first time at the zoo, but completely neglected the fact that it was stuck in a cage, being held by force. She bit her lip and remained in the same spot, in front of a mirror hanging on the wall.

“You've never done this before, have you?” I leaned against the desk, spreading my arms wide to the side.

She shook her head shyly, but eagerly.

“Take off the jacket,” I demanded.

She hesitated, but quickly followed my instructions. The jean jacket was taken by gravity as it made a flop noise on the ground.

I walked toward her, but she stepped back, leaning against the mirror. She was making me work harder than any woman I’d ever been with. At this point, the woman would have already been begging for my cock, or better yet, sucking it. Although, this party didn’t have many options so I had to make the move.

Her eyes sparkled with joy as she let out a faint moan when I rubbed her cheek. She was so soft and smooth. She was wearing no makeup so I could see her imperfections, like a thin scratch on her eyebrow where hair didn’t grow and the dark brown freckle close to her button like nose. I went in for a kiss without even thinking about it, but she stopped me with two small words.

“Fuck me,” she whispered.

Mallory looked down and became quickly mesmerized by the hard bulge pressing in my pants. She swallowed and looked up at me with those “fuck me” eyes. It wasn't before long until she turned around and pressed her cheek against the mirror as she slowly lifted her dress past the bottom of her ass, keeping those cat eyes on me.

“Please, fuck me,” she whimpered with a sweet voice I could almost taste.

She had this look in her eyes that screamed “I shouldn’t be doing this but I can't help myself.” She was the type of girl who never did this, but her body was not showing it.

Mallory lifted her dress to the top of her hips, showing off her round big ass. The pale stripes on her ass made my cock throb and I trailed my thumb along one of the stripes, feeling the different texture of the skin, never really admiring them before or even thinking about them. Mallory took me out of my trance when she pressed her ass back and sighed please under her breath. This was when I realized she wasn’t wearing any panties. I was so distracted by her ass and tiger marks, I didn’t even notice she was going au naturel in a dress … a short dress. Fuck. I thrust into her, pinning her against the mirror. She let out a shocked moan, surprised I had lost control so fast.

“You wanted to be fucked today, didn’t you? That’s why you’re not wearing panties?” I growled under my breath while my hand crawled up her thigh, moving up to her hips.

She nodded with her cheek still pressed against the mirror. I loosened my belt quickly and grabbed my cock out of my pants. I welcomed Mallory with a slap on the ass. She whispered oh my god, her eyes popping open when she felt my big rock. She looked over her shoulder to take a look and I swear she almost fainted until she bit her bottom lip, hard. I could tell she had never seen a cock this big by her reaction.

I thrived on her reaction, absorbing it like it was my lifeline.

I moved my cock between her legs, feeling her wet, warm lips massage my shaft softly as she ground up and down my cock. As much as she wanted to get fucked, I still loved a good tease and I knew she would as well.

Mallory purred softly, rolling her eyes back and mindless grinding me like a horny teenager. I gripped her hips, snapping her out of her trance. With one continuous slide, my cock drowned in her cunt. She moaned oh my god over and over again, as if this was her first time, but I knew it wasn’t. Her reaction was something I’d never seen before and it had my ego going off the charts.

Mallory tried to push me away like she couldn’t take it anymore, even though I hadn't even thrust in her once. She tried to grab a hold of something but she couldn’t, and ended up just crawling at the smooth surface of the mirror, smudging it, as her body melted. Her knees gave up and turned her body into liquid but I quickly gripped her hips and lifted her up.

“Where do you think you’re going, Kitten?” I smirked, loving each second of her orgasm.

She tried to say something but it just turned into muttered moans and cries as I fucked her slowly. Her whole body bounced into me and I was hypnotized. She was so cute and erotic at the same time and I couldn’t get enough of it. She really was the perfect party fuck.

I thrust into her with more force, gripping her ass between my hands and feeling her purr with ecstasy. She said something under her breath but too busy to puzzle her words.

Mallory gasped.

“Fuck me harder, Big Daddy,” she panted.

My whole body blocked up — my thrusting, my breathing, my heart ... everything. A few strands of hair fell into my face while a sweat droplet dripped along my face.

What did she just call me?

Daddy?

Big Daddy?

Her eyes were cemented on me while her body tensed up with each second.

“What did you call me?” my voice was cold and dry.

Mallory’s eyebrows dropped, goosebumps covering her arms. “I’m sorry — I shouldn’t have called you that — I-I — sorry —”

I placed my hand over her hand on the mirror then moved my fingertips over her sensitive clit to shut her up.

“I asked. What did you call me?”

I rubbed her clit and thrust as deep as I could go into her. She raised onto the top of her tippy-toes, purring loudly like a woman who had never had a cock so deep. Her clit pulsed with each rub and she tried her hardest to hold herself together and speak, but she couldn’t. Her cunt gripped around me tightly as her clit began to tremble. She was going to cum all over my cock again and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Big Daddy,” she gasped. “I called you my Big Daddy.”

Her voice was tight, like her cunt enveloped around me. She crawled at the mirror and let out an orgasmic moan followed by her body vibrating under my touch. I loved watching her lose control, like there was nothing in the world more important than me and her sharing our bodies. She cooled down a little until I began thrust into her.

“Tell me again,” I kissed her bare neck, pleading to hear those words flee her lips.

“You’re my Big Daddy,” she cried, feeling the depth of my cock.

“Again.”

“You’re my Big Daddy,” she moaned in pleasure again.

It was beginning to grow on me more and more. I liked it, a lot, probably more than I should have.

“That’s what I like to hear, Kitten,” my bottom lip brushed her ear lobe while I rammed her harder into the mirror.

Mallory intertwined her fingers with mine and let out beautiful screams. Nothing was going to stop her from being as loud as she wanted, not me nor the party below us.

“You can cum in me, Daddy. I’m on birth control,” her voice quivered as I fucked the moans right out of her. “Fill. Me. Up.”

Her voice was music to my ears, especially when she said everything I wanted to hear. I ran my hand to the back of her cotton candy hair and grabbed a handful. She screamed my name with bliss while she pounded her ass into me to make sure I would fill her up soon. But she didn’t have to worry about that, because she was going to get what she lusted for.

With one last thrust in her cunt, I glazed her tight pussy with my thick cum. Mallory let out a final purr while she indulged in her pussy getting filled up with my warm juice. I emptied every single drop into her as if I couldn't afford to waste any of it.

I loosened her hair and let her body relax before I had to pull out. However, me pulling out wasn’t on Mallory’s mind. She slowly twerked on my cock as if she was ready for round two. Her eyes were closed and she was biting her bottom lip, letting out faint moans and gripping the mirror. It was like she was in a whole different world — no — a whole different dimension where only my cock was invited.

I caressed her ass, but she instantly stopped as if she realized where she was and what she was doing. Her eyes shot open and looked at my reflection with shame in her eyes.

“What? You don’t want to keep dancing for Daddy anymore?” I chuckled, squeezing her ass cheeks and spreading them apart for a better view of my cock, enclosed in her wet cunt. I growled at the beautiful sight of her plump lips tightly gripping me. I pulled out of her warm, wet pussy and witnessed the only con of having such a small, tight cunt. My cum dripped out of her, sliding down the inside of her inner thigh.

“Well, I guess that’s the beauty of going commando,” I grunted.

I turned her around by her waist and looked into her glossy eyes filled with ecstasy and satisfaction. There was a smile spread across her face as she tried to avoid me. I grabbed her cute round chin and leaned in for a kiss until she pushed me away. Her hands were firm on my chest, almost as if she was denying me and feeling me up at the same time.

“No. I-ah-I … No kissing,” she mumbled looking at my lips.

“No ... kissing?” I arched my eyebrows, “On the lips?”

She nodded shyly.

Well, shit. Now I wanted to kiss her more because it was forbidden, but something was telling, if not screaming at me, not to do it. She tried to push me away, but failed. I stood my ground and leaned in to give my Kitten a kiss. A kiss on the cheek.

“Not on the lips,” I smirked.

She turned pink and pulled her dress down in a ruffled kind of way, like nothing had happened between us even though my cum was still dripping down her thigh. I let out a little laugh that tickled my throat and went to grab her jacket.

I had almost forgotten about the pink sheet, until poked out of the pocket like it was taunting me. I wasn’t proud of what I did next, but I couldn’t say I hadn’t done it before.