©ChaShiree M.
Dirty Little Brat
Still in edits and subject to change
Chapter 1
Saxson
Fuck!!
She got my dick hard. Ordinarily this wouldn’t’ be a problem, but the issue is she knows she got me by the balls. And that shit aint cool. I have never let anyone get the drop on me and this 18-year-old brat, has got me scrambling to hold on to my manhood.
Damn it!!
Looking at her through her window has me feeling like a fucking pathetic ass peeping tom but this I what I am reduced to. I have been a lost mess since I first laid eyes on her two weeks ago. I will never forget it.
I stepped out of my car in front of the house I had just bought and the first thing I thought was ‘why the hell did I buy a house so big for one person?’ Of course, my mom saw it as me getting ready to fill it with a family, but I knew better. A man in my line of work doesn’t do family and hearth and home. It is much safer for me to be alone. No one to use against me. No one to answer to. I have had a plethora of women come and go, but those were strictly fuck and plucks.
Oh, shit I crack myself up. Fuck and pluck. Sax you wordsmith. But it’s true. I fuck em’ and pluck em’ out of my bed. I know it seems callous, but believe me, if they knew who and what I really was, they wouldn’t want to be with me either. But I am a grown ass man so having pussy on tap is a must.
I continue walking up the path and right before I make it to the door, I see this little waif of a girl come strolling across the lawn and or the first time in my life, I know what ‘Fuck My Life’ means. Upon first glance she appears tiny, but when she is standing in front of me, popping gum in her mouth, sticking her DD’s in my face I realize I was mistaken. She is every man’s wet dream come true. Besides her big tit she has the ass the size of thoroughbred from Arkansas. That succulent ass is connected to a pair thick thighs that I immediately picture sticking my finger in as that fat ass bounces off my dick. As I look at the rest of her, and get to her face, I am once again taken aback. She has hair the color of a sunshine. Its long and extends down her back almost to the top of her ass. Her lips look like she has been having collagen injections since she was born. All pink and plump. Fuck if those smackers won’t look good wrapped around my meat. But I finally get to her beautiful ocean blue eyes, I am struck with one thought… she is a fucking baby. I mean she cannot be a minute over 18 and now I know I am totally fucked because I know it should make a difference, but it doesn’t. I want in that. Then she opens her mouth.
“You gonna just stare at me or you going to introduce yourself? I’m Alexis, but people call me Lexi.”
I am literally so busy picturing her on her knees taking my 9 inch cock between those pinup girl lips that I miss my cue to introduce myself and the little brat knows exactly where my head is.
“Well since you can’t remember your name I am just going to call you Dicky.” She said. Her eyes seem to fall down and is then as I follow their path that I realize the joke. My dick is sticking straight out to only be hampered by my pants. But it is like a homing device staring straight at her.
“How old are you little girl?” Her nostrils flare when I use the term little girl, but hey she needs to know two can play that game.
“I am not a little girl. I am 18 if you must know.” she says with more attitude then she needs. God 18. I am twice her age. Does that make a dirty old man? What the fuck am I saying. Of course, I am because literally all I can picture are her big tits bouncing in my face toward my mouth as I pulverize her tiny pussy, making her dance on this big motherfucker until I unleash my life inside of her.
What the hell. Unleash my life.
Fuck.
I must be horny because just looking at this girl has got me thinking shit I shouldn’t. I have to get away from her and fast before I make a fool out of myself. “Well thanks for stopping by, Lexi, but now grown people have shit to do. So why don’t you go do whatever it is little girl do. I’ll see you around. And by the way, the name is Saxson.” and with that I sprint my ass into the house as fast as my feet can carry me without looking like a scared old man. I don’t even stop to see the look on her face at my dismissal. I can’t chance it. One more second in her presence and I might have snatched her little ass up, drug her into the house and did unspeakable things to her safe little pussy. The likes of which the state of Florida has never seen. I am pretty sure the shit I want to do to her is illegal in 50 states.
Walking the rest of the way onto the house, I adjust my dick, knowing I am going to have to rub it out tonight. And I know just who I will be picturing when I do.
And just like that she became my obsession. I would find myself over the course of the past weeks looking out the window, more like lurking watching her come and go trying to learn her routine and figure out who she is with.
I met her dad the other day, that fucking douche. You can tell he is the type of man that put his family all the way out here in the middle of suburbia so that they would be out of his way and he would be free to live a second life in the city. Fucking moron. He introduced himself to me, like he thought he was the king of fucking Miami until I introduced myself to him and he realized I am actually the king of Miami.
See my father is Sergio Sargento Maldonado, leader of 4 Patrones de la Mafia. The 4 Dons Mafia has been around for decades. It is an organization governed by 4 families each one with a leader or Don if you will. However, those 4 families have an overall Don who is usually the elder of the clan and that would be my father and I am his enforcer. I typically live in the city near him, but ever since my brother went missing, my father has spread my sibling and I out to keep us safe and lay low. Though he was recovered, and the stupid motherfuckers were neutralized, my father still insisted we spread out. I think it is a mistake because it leaves him vulnerable, but he cares nothing for himself like he does my siblings and I.
So here I am living in Pleasantville and I’m still in hell thanks to her. My obsession doesn’t stop at just peeking through windows and shit, it extends to following her around every time she goes out and taking down the license plates of everybody that comes over, so I can make sure she is safe. So far there is only one implication I see, and his name is Jared Smith. Some pansy ass polo wearing prick sniffing around my pussy. Every time I see his fucking car in the driveway I have to stop myself from storming out of the house and bulldozing my way into her house to wring his fucking neck and let him know to stay away from my shit.
The only thing saving his life is the fact that I know my girl doesn’t really like him. I have my suspicions as to why he is always around, but until Roscoe gives me the report I have no proof. However, I also know that she knows I am watching because she looks over toward my house with a sneaky ass smirk on her face every time she gets in his car.
Fucking brat. Let’s how funny she finds it when her ass looks like a stop sign. She will learn soon enough not to play with me.
Right now, I am laying in my bed trying to refrain from beating my shit to death wondering what exactly it is she is doing in her bedroom right now.