The Bully And The Brat Squirt

Jeff arrived home, parking his car neatly in his driveway. After a scoop of chocolate ice cream and the bottom half of his peanut butter cup cone, Anna was happy. She was full of sugar but got sleepy on the ride home. Sensing her exhaustion, he let her rest, knowing she'd wake up without the car's soothing vibration.

With her curly-haired crown smashed on the door, she breathed a little snore that made him laugh. He answered some emails and texts while she dipped deeper into her nap. She finally stirred awake when he draped his warm arm over her waist to unbuckle the seatbelt.

"You must have been sleepy, little Princess."

His voice came out of a fantasy, and Anna wiggled her sleepiness away, "I wasn't sleep."

Jeff patted her knee and opened the door, "Bullshit."

Walking to the passenger side, he opened the door for her and adjusted his tie, awaiting her exit. She was perfect in a cute sweater dress that stopped past her knees. Lacking energy, she leaned back on the car, fluttering her thick false lashes at him.

"You are so little," he chuckled as she wiped her tired eyes, "And sleepy."

"I am not," she shook her head.

"Come here, sleepy head," Jeff grabbed her waist and gathered her up.

Anna was stunned by the gesture but enjoyed being in his arms, so she pressed her cheek against his shoulder. He walked to the mailbox, and her smile vanished. She was suddenly aware that a neighbor could see their dynamic playing out from their front yard. It wasn't unusual, but she knew it wasn't appropriate in public and switched to get down.

"I can walk."

Jeff raised her in his arms, "I know you can walk, but I want to carry you. Just in case you fall asleep again," he chuckled.

"I wasn't sleeping," she pouted.

"So all that snoring was fake, huh?"

Anna giggled. He kissed her cheek, sending flutters across her jaws, aching with a significant smile. Her short arms enveloped his neck before giving his cheek a smooch.

"I believe My little tough girl needs another nap." Jeff laughed.

Hoping to prolong bedtime, Anna kissed his cheek again, "I don't wanna go to sleep."

"You've got class tomorrow," Jeff stepped onto the porch, and lifted her dress to cradle her plump ass, "I want my little princess well rested."

"I wasn't sleep!" Anna giggled, distracted by his playful nature.

"Do you think I was born yesterday?" Jeff laughed, sending her face into the crook of his neck, "Let's get you cleaned up, little girl. You've got to get ready to dominate me. Or have you changed your mind?"

"No.." she giggled, "I'm still going to tie you up."

"I hear you," Jeff laughed, "Do you think you're big enough to pin me down, little one?"

Nodding, Anna caressed his hairy face. That comforted her, touching the textured bristles on his chin, chest, and arms. The act took her to little space, and it was more appropriate on the porch than her usual vice of sucking his fingers. Holding his shoulders, she boldly kissed and nibbled his neck while he looked for his house key.

"Quit." Jeff shifted his head, "Quit before I drop you."

Anna giggled. Feeling crooked, she playfully bit him again as he unlocked the door. Her lips pressed to heal his wounds, and she took another nibble. She boldly switched her legs around him and bit his jaw.

"Anna. Stop."

Playing on his dominance, she humped against his stomach. Holding his shoulder with one hand, she pulled his beard and bit his bottom lip.

"Stop," Jeff shook his head, "You're a horny little cock tease.

"No, I'm not," she smiled and grounded faster, "You're just a horny little boy..."

"I'm far from a little boy."

"Really? You sure, little boy?"

"Don't fuck with me, Anna."

Hardening her features to a playful seriousness, she deepened her voice to mock, "Don't fuck with me, Anna."

"Don't mock me."

"Don't mock-"

Unexpectedly, Jeff pressed her against the unlocked door, stunning her to silence, "Quit teasing me," he growled, utilizing the deep bass in his voice.

"Quit teasing me." Her eyes sparkled with a youthful seduction that he couldn't resist. His lust rose to a blaze, and he grabbed her hair, delivering a spicy, rough kiss against her pouty lips.

Anna bit his lip, and he moved to her neck, devouring her against the white wooden frame, "Do you want to be Mommy's good boy now?"

"You better quit while you're ahead, Brat," he spoke the threat that made her coochie muscles tighten, "You are begging for a punishment."

"No punishments for me," she moaned, pulling his wavy crown, "I'm going to punish you."

"You wanna bet?" Dropping his keys on the porch, Jeff felt around for his cock, finding it hard as a brick, "Don't you fucking move."

"What?" Stunned, Anna kicked her legs to get down, "Wait. No. Jeff put me down. We can go inside. Jeff, stop it."

Pinning her against the front door, Jeff exposed his cock to the suburban land of Harwin Estates. He dipped down as she tried to fight it. Nudging her up, he pulled her panties to the side.

"Jeff, what the fuck!" Anna squealed and pushed his chest to no avail, "Jeff, no, we can't- ah!" Her eyes widened when his thick cock jabbed into her cunt.

"Fuck," Jeff murmured against her lips, "hmm, stop fighting it,"

"Stahh, oh, oh. Ow."

His cock held a mighty pull, coasting into a sinful battle with her tight walls. Her cunt resisted, but he kept bucking, finding a deep moisture on the surface. The warmth coaxed his head down to her wide-eyed expression.

"You love being a tease, don't you?"

"Oh ha, no, no, no... ah, stop..."

Leaning up, Anna tried to protest fucking at the front door. Their neighbors would surely call the authorities on their sexual exploits. But, Jeff grabbed her neck, rushing her head back. His hips took off with a delicious delivery, knocking her off balance.

"You are going to learn not to tease me, girl," his voice etched a sinful warmth across her nose.

"Ah, Uhm, oh my hmm, stop before..."

Jeff opened the door before she could fight him off and quickly placed her on the wall, continuing his sticky exploration.

"You're crazy..."

Anna whipped her head for a glimpse outside, expecting to see neighbors gathering in protest in their front yard. Despite the sensation riding up her spine from his sharpened strokes, she was upset and pushed his chest.

"Stop. Uhm, you're crazy. Someone could have seen..."

"And that would be your fault. You should know me by now."

Anna squirmed and clawed at his dress shirt, "Uh, Jeff, stop-"

Jeff pushed onto the hilt of her tight gap, taking her breath away. Holding her thighs, he wielded his hips and dipped down, hoping to find the spot that made her...

"AH! " Anna closed her eyes to the brisk electric current and hugged his neck to keep from falling, "Oh my, oh mmm."

"I thought you wanted me to stop?" Jeff held her down and locked onto her lips, breaking quickly to mock, "Do you love it when Daddy takes you, little tease?"

Anna furrowed her brows, "Uh, uh. No."

"That's bullshit. Quit lying to me, little brat, and tell Daddy you love it," His hot breath against her lips blew her head forward.

Resting his palm against the wall, Jeff fucked her hard and moved back to her plump lips. She shook her head in protest of another fiery kiss, but he shoved his tongue in. She easily succumbed to his rhythm, pulling back to moan.

"Uh, oh, Daddy," she breathed against his mouth.

Each push inside sent chills up his arm and his balls tightened with a need to explode. He slowly broke his stride, amazed by the moisture coating his thick shaft. Her pussy was too good to waste on a quickie, and he craved to make it last. She was too adorable, and he wanted his cum dripping down her chin.

"I thought you were supposed to dominate me, little Brat. What happened?" Jeff pulled his lips into her neck with love bites, leaving goosebumps on her skin, "I thought you were a big bad Dom?"

Despite his mocks, his cock hit the spot she craved, cracking into her emotions, and she cried out in gibberish. Her comical squeaks caused a deep chuckle to escape his lips and pulled him away from the need to cum.

"No? You don't want to be a dominatrix? You want to be Daddy's Little toy, don't you?" Jeff continued taunts that cursed her nasty thoughts, "Tell Daddy how much you love being a submissive slut."

"Hmm, fuck, uh, shut up. And fuck my pus-ssy," she panted between breaths, "Make me cum."

"Oh, no, no," Jeff pulled from her cunt, relishing the slimy concoction below before easing back, "This pussy is not yours, little Brat. It's mine, and It belongs to me."

Anna tried to shake her head but accidentally opened her mouth and unleashed a low moan. He pushed on, teasing her g spot. Her cunt surrendered to bliss, leaking another clear coat against his shaft.

"Take all of this cock, little tease." With a cocky smile, Jeff shifted from the wall and leaned her up. It was a workout, but he enjoyed the terrified expression that crossed her young face.

"Oh my god! Oh my God! No!" Anna wailed, suspended in the air.

"Shut up. I ain't going to drop you."

Anna grabbed his sleeves as he forced her to take each hard thrust, "Ah, god. Oh, oh, uh, uh."

Whipping into her sex, Jeff was sure to ask, "Who owns it, huh? Daddy owns your little wet pussy, doesn't he, little bitch?"

On the verge of an explosion, her cunt tightened for dear life. He stepped further back and gripped her plump cheeks, spreading them for a deeper feel.

"This belongs to me. Mmmhm, Say-y it, Brat. You know you love being my submissive slut."

"Ah, uhh," she bobbed her crown, "Ah, Ah, Ah, yes, it's yours, oh yes, Daddy, it's yours..."

Rolling her eyes back, she lost all control, guided only by his palms leading her movements. Now knowing she wouldn't fall, she relaxed in his arms. Her orgasm knocked her over, but he caught her with a sharp jab into her silky slit.

"Ah! Ah! Fuck. Oh my god, Daddy..."

"Just like that, little Brat, milk my fucking cock," he groaned, flexing his arms with each lift.

"Ah, Ooh, Daddy, umm, oh. Daddy Daddy's oy, Da..."

Her silence confirmed it, but he could feel her slick essence wetting his lap, "Did you just come on my fucking cock?"

Scratching the hairs on his nape, Anna shivered and hid her face in his shoulder.

"Did I tell you to cum?" Jeff frowned, holding her head and ass down to stroke,

"No, uhm."

"Do you know what I do to cum slut's who can't follow my rules?"

"I'm sorry," she whined, through another pleasure wave, "Oh, Uhm, I'm sorry.. um.."

Jeff positioned her, propping her legs against his arm, and leaned her against the wall. Holding her thighs back, he witnessed the sticky mess firsthand and smiled.

"You'll have to pay for that one, little girl."

Slowly declining, Anna struggled to her feet, wishing she was back on his cock. She balanced on the wall, dizzy from their impromptu fuck. He quickly spun her around to view his stern eyes. She looked elsewhere to keep from fully submitting.

"What's my rule, huh?"

Anna averted her eyes to the coffee table.

"What's my rule?" Jeff repeated, bringing her attention back with a snap of his finger, "Anna, look at me and answer the question.

"D-don't cum without permission."

"What's so hard about that?"

Regaining her strength, Anna shrugged.

"Tell me what a little hard-headed brat you are," he smirked.

Anna looked at his smug expression and wanted to brat but chose to play nice, "I am a hard-headed little Brat," she whispered, her lips twitching to smile.

"You goddamn right, you are," he grunted, rubbing his sensitive shaft, "Now, get down there and lick it off. You better clean up every fucking drop."

Kneeling before him, Anna grabbed his shaft and flicked her tongue to taste. His sweet sap and hers were a delicious combo that heightened her craving.

"Open," Jeff molded his fingers on her scalp, "Open your mouth wide for me."

Anna shook her head to his order and continued flicking her tongue down each bulging vein. He showed his irritation with a light pop to her jaw. Then he pulled on her curly hair closer.

"Open it!" His voice came in a boom, sending her heart pounding.

Anna pressed her brims together, shaking her head, humming a protest she knew would heighten the thrill. Jeff bit his lip, aroused by her disobedience that often sprung him to violence. Shoving his leaking tip against her lips, he coached his head inside. By force and a tight grip on her hair, he widened her jaws, stuffing his cock halfway. Her eyes watered, but she took it, letting the tip ease across her reflexes.

"Put that goddamn cock in your mouth," Jeff barked, deep in his head space.

"Alack!" Anna coughed, and her nose rose at his stern expression, "Uhkck.."

Jeff backed up, allowing her a breath, "Are you going to learn your place and quit telling me no?"

Clearing her throat, Anna spit on his cock and used both hands to stroke, "No," she giggled as spit ran down her neck.

Anna didn't like sucking dick, but she loved licking and jerking it. The texture and warm thickness against her cold little fingers. Her tongue shot out to collect his salty precum. Looking up at his stern expression made her giggle. She knew what he wanted, but denying him was fun.

"Put it back in your mouth."

"I already did. And I took it all."

"Barely," Jeff smiled, leaning her head down.

"Nuh uh, I deep-throated it."

"You wish. You're not that good yet," he mocked, grabbing her jaws, "Now, quit being silly and milk this cock for Daddy."

"No."

"No?" His brow creased, "Do you need a reminder of who's in charge?"

Anna pitifully shook her head.

"Alright then, act like you got some fucking sense. Are you ready for this cum down your throat?"

Anna nodded and clenched her pussy muscles, creaming from his hold on her scalp.

"That half-assed nod isn't going to cut it." Gripping her soft curls, his tone grew up from a jovial note to a commanding bass, "Answer the question, loud and clear."

Anna spread her knees apart on the verge of melting from his deep bass. Biting her lip, she looked away, avoiding the sadistic glow in his eyes.

"Anna Anderson," Jeff cupped her wet chin, "Look at me when I talk to you."

"Yes, Daddy," she whispered.

Leading her down, Jeff brought her face against his tip, smearing his sticky cockhead across her lips, "I want you to keep these lips tight, little girl. Do you hear me?"

"Yes, Daddy." Anna breathed against his cockhead, scratching at his navy pants, "I'll be a good girl."

"Yeah, right," Jeff scoffed.

Unphased by her empty promises, Jeff led his cock by the base to her partly gapped mouth. She spread her lips, and he struck her with a stiff jab, pulling back to watch her top lip tighten around his shaft. Taking his time, he stroked, enjoying her tongue's soft texture. Then, she scratched her teeth across his shaft.

"I don't want to feel any teeth, girl, suck that dick don't bite it."

Anna lightly grazed him again, this time on purpose.

His nostrils flared, staring daggers down below, "Keep your fucking lips tight around my cock before I shove it down your throat," he fumed, leaning her head back and forth, "There you go, little cocksucker. Just like that. That's how Daddy likes it."

Her mouth was wet and warm but not nearly deep enough to stroke fully, but he found each shallow pump delectable. Rolling his eyes to the ceiling, he assumed she would play nice and worked his hips faster. He was right and ready to cum down her throat, but she had other plans and bit down on his shaft.

Jeff backed from her mouth, spreading a glossy sheen on her plump lips.

"Damnit, girl," he frowned, "Suck me like you've got some sense."

"I'm sorry," she lapped her tongue against the red spot.

Despite his annoyance, Jeff softened his approach with a gentle head rub, "Are you going to be Daddy's Little cocksucker?"

"Mmmhmm, I am. I'm Daddy's Little cocksucker," Anna pouted, gripping his shaft with both hands, "I love sucking Daddy's cock," she purred against his sticky tip.

Jeff smirked, far too experienced with her bratty actions to believe her raunchy display. The slick look in her eyes and that adorable little pout told him he wouldn't cum out alive. Roughly, he grabbed a handful of her hair, leading his tip across her chin.

"Oye," Anna looked up with a sorrowful expression, one he knew to be a facade.

"Stop fucking playing with me, Anna."

"No, no, no, I'm going to be a good girl, Daddy. Please don't hurt me. I'm your little cocksucker," Anna folded her lips, concealing a smile.

Jeff laughed at her game, "You'll be Daddy's Little punching bag if you bite me again. Open."

Her O-shaped lips were the perfect invite for half his cock. Holding on to the hope she was serious, he held her jaw and stroked her little mouth. He had total control and bit his lip, nudging her head against the wall. Each slide reigned supreme, and he closed his eyes to savor her tightening lips.

"S-shit, Good girl. Oh, fuck. Right there. Good girl," Jeff twitched, barely moving his hips, "Hm, fuck, yeah. That's my good girl. Hmm, Good-"

Anna bit down, ending his pleasure, and he stepped back with a murderous look across his face. She found it sexy that she had him in her web. It quickly formed a slight smirk on her lips.

Jeff rubbed his sore shaft, "Get up."

Backing into the wall, Anna stood firm and unafraid. An unmistakable giggle escaped her spit-shined lips when he yanked her hair to face him.

"What's so funny, huh? You think it's funny to bite my fucking cock?"

Her heart pounded in her chest from the smoldering glint of anger in his eyes, "Yeah."

Jeff stepped up and released her hair, "Turn around! Right now, little girl."

"No. You turn around," she smirked, twirling her fingers, "Be MY good little boy."

Jeff quickly flipped her to face the wall and buried his head into her neck. He sunk his teeth in with a sharp bite. She moaned from the ache and gritted her teeth from another on her shoulder. Swiftly, he rolled her black dress up, exposing her cute panties, black with white dots. Hooking onto her waistband, he dragged them down to her knees and lit her ass with a firm smack.

"Ah, Ow!"

"Shut the fuck up!" Jeff held her throat and swatted her right asscheek, "You know better than to bite me, little bitch."

"I like bitin'," Anna giggled and wiggled her ass.

"What was that?" Jeff asked, holding her throat back.

"You heard me," she strained, peering up at his perfect mask of wrath.

Looking down at her brown eyes sparkled with mischief, Jeff chuckled, "You are so full of it."

"You're so full of it." Anna mocked, shooting her tongue out with a tease.

Jeff knew she didn't need a spanking; she craved one. He shoved her against the wall and took liberties with both plump, tanned cheeks, swatting fire to each, making waves across his heavy hand.

"Uh, uh, Ow!"

"Hush," Jeff rubbed the soreness, squeezed, and then eased between them. Shifting his finger around, he quickly found her back hole.

"No, no, no, Umm," Anna tried to wiggle away, "Oh, No. No, no- Ow!"

"Not so tough now, huh?" Jeff mocked, sliding the tip of his middle finger into her asshole, "Is this the only way I can get you to behave?"

"No, no, uhh," Anna arched, pressing her cheek against the wall as his thick finger crossed into her tight nook, "Ah, ugh! Stop."

"Don't tell me to stop. I know when my brat is acting up for a punishment."

Anna knew he was right. The painful pleasure of anal constantly distracted her to mind him. She tried to grab his hand, but he caught her, pinning it to her back. He wiggled his finger, merging it deeper.

"UH, UHH," she whined, "I'm sorry."

"You weren't sorry when you bit my god-damned cock, were you?" Jeff growled, forming his finger knuckle deep.