Bad Girl Taught a Lesson

"Aw, c'mon, Brittany. You won't get caught. Just DO it!"

But Brittany kept shaking her head at her boyfriend, Bobby. "You're on crack. I'll get caught for sure! And then it's not YOUR ass on the line, it's MINE. Quite literally."

"You won't get caught," he assured her.

"Just like you said we wouldn't get caught in the equipment room? No way! I take booze from my dad and I get caught, do you have any idea how severely I'll be punished?!"

"Why? What would he do to you? Spank you?" Bobby began to laugh.

But Brittany didn't find it so funny, not even if she kind of enjoyed it. She wasn't LOOKING for trouble, or punishment, after all... "No."

And at once, Bobby's whole demeanor changed. "Fine, then. Fuck, you used to be so much fun. Now we can barely fuck or fool around without you getting paranoid. Ya know what? Just forget it. I'll go see if Dana wants to party with me and have some fun..."

He started to walk away, when she called out, "Fine! You win. I'll do it."

He quickly turned around and smiled. "That's my girl. When? The party's tomorrow night."

"I can't do it tomorrow. I know for a fact he'll be home all day. I'll do it tonight and sneak it to school and give it to you then."

"Awesome," Bobby replied, and kissed her.

Brittany looked around, quickly taking advantage of an empty house. She had had to haul ass just to make it home a few minutes before her dad, and she never knew for sure if Pappy was going to be there or out on one of his errands.

She opened her dad's liqueur cupboard where there were about a dozen bottles of various booze, each partially opened. Toward the back there was a mostly full bottle of vodka. She carefully took it out, making sure not to alter the other bottles at all, and closed the doors. Feeling nervous, she then made off quickly to her bedroom with her treasure, and at once hid it in her backpack.

Half an hour later her Dad called out, letting her know he was home. Ten minutes after that, he asked her to come to the living room.

"Do you have something to tell me?" he asked, his face unreadable.

At once her stomach leapt into her throat, and she could slowly feel her face turning red. He knew. She didn't know how, but he knew.

"No..." she replied, trying her best to hold her shit together.

He then walked over to the liquor cabinet and opened the doors. Turning to look at her, he simply said, "Explain."

Brittany swallowed hard, but her mouth was parched. "Explain what?"

"Explain the missing bottle of vodka."

"How should I know? Maybe Pappy drank it?" She instantly regretted the remark, because it could be easily refuted the second Pappy came home.

"I highly doubt that your Pappy drank an entire bottle of vodka this afternoon." He stepped closer to her. "Where is it?"

Brittany just shrugged her shoulder.

Even quieter, her dad asked again. "Where is it?"

She couldn't take the heat anymore. She thought maybe, just maybe, without Pappy there, he'd go easy on her if she just fessed up. She started to cry. "I'm sorry! I'm so so sorry, Daddy! I didn't want to take it, honestly! Bobby threatened to break up with me if I didn't! Honest!"

He appeared to ponder her words a moment before replying, "Go get it for me."

Off she went in a flash and brought the bottle back to him. He took it and examined it closely, perhaps to see if she had drunk any. He returned it to it's spot in the cupboard and closed the doors. "I'm very disappointed in you, Brittany. Very. Not only for stealing, but for allowing a boy to manipulate you. I honestly thought you were smarter than that."

"I'm sorry," she said again, wiping tears away with her hand. "I'll never do it again, honest."

"Oh," he replied, looking her up and down in her school uniform, "no, I don't think you will."

He then walked over to the sofa and sat down. "Take off your panties," he commanded. "You won't be needing them anymore." He then slapped his knee a few times, and she knew what was in store. She didn't argue; she didn't complain. She simply sniffled, wiped away the last of her tears, and took off her panties.

He pulled her arm, and down she came over his lap. He lifted up her kilt, revealing her bare backside. There, his hand found it's home, and he found intense joy in rubbing it's smooth, warm skin. It was a perfect ass, round and white. At least, not white for very long...

WHACK! Down came his hand leaving a small red mark, and she jolted with the suddenness of pain. He rubbed that spot in, just as his father had done, and reached with a single finger in between her legs and stroked her pussy lips that were waiting there. Over, and over, and over again he did this, until at last with a single finger stroke, her pussy lips separated, revealing the tight pink cunt hidden underneath. It was very moist, and he couldn't help but finger her a little, and be jealous of how his father had gotten to not only taste such a sweet cunt, but fuck it as well.

Well, by his reckoning, that was simply not fair.

"How many times have you been punished by your Pappy?" he asked her, his fingers still playing with her pussy.

"Two," she confessed.

"Hmmm," he simply said, pondering. Then he pulled her up and said, "Inspection time."

At once, Brittany began to unbutton her blouse and pull it off. She wasn't wearing a bra, and her bobbies hung and jiggled as she removed her last stitch of clothing, her skirt. When she was finally naked, she sat back on the sofa and dutifully spread her legs.

Her Daddy kneeled on the floor, and stroked her perfectly round tits. "Just like how I remember," he said, squeezing her nipples between two fingers. He tasted them both, trying to almost fit each entire breast in his mouth, and pulled at the nipples with his lips. They were simply glorious, his daughter's young and perky tits.

Then he sat on the floor, and ran his fingers along her milky thighs, from her knees to her pussy. There he stroked it with his fingers, quickly finding her clit and began to rub it vigorously.

She moaned and squirmed, which only turned him on more. At once he leaned down and began to suck on her clit, his fingers finding their way deep into her cunny hole.

He wanted to devour her, fuck her as hard as he could and cum all in her face and hair. Show her the TRUE boss of the house.

But then, the door opened. "And just what in the name of Sam Hill is goin' on here?" asked Pappy. "I'm thinkin' someone's been naughty again..."

Her daddy was more than a little disappointed that he wouldn't get her all to himself, but with Pappy, he knew he had to share.

He told his father all she had done and why, his fingers still busy with their work, plunging in and out of her.

"That's one naughty girl, for dang sure," Pappy said, removing his coat and unzipping his pants. He pulled out his giant cock and began tugging at it, but it was already rock hard. "C'mon here, Boy, and you too, Brittany. You get to suck two cocks for the price of one."

Brittany crawled on the floor to her Pappy's cock, as her Daddy stood opposite him, likewise tugging on his big, hard dick.

She started with Pappy's, but quickly placed her hand on her Daddy's cock, and began to tug away. With her Pappy's cock already in her mouth, she began to suck and move it in and out, keeping her cherry lips tight around it.

"Oooh, yeah," he said, enjoying seeing her go down on him. "Pappy loves the way you suck cock, girl."

Her tongue toyed with his tip, but she could sense her Daddy getting restless. She moved over to him, her other hand now jerking off her Pappy. With a long gaze, she looked upwards into her Daddy's eyes. She knew he desired this, wanted this, to feel her lips around the thing that helped make her.

Holding it in her hand, she began by slowly licking the tip with her tongue, flicking it and stroking it in wide circles. Letting her tongue guide the way, she then I opened wide and swallowed his cock, wrapping her lips around it. She pushed it and and out, and could hear him moan at her skill. She tugged at it with her powerful lips, sucking deeply at the same time.

"Deeper. Deeper!" he commanded, holding her head, and pushing his cock in farther still. She made an odd chocking sound, only to let her release, and then push it back in again, him wanting his deepthroat.

She squirmed uncomfortably, and he at last released her.

"Good girl," her Pappy said. "Not all girls can deepthroat. Pappy will have to have his turn later. For now, how 'bout you be a good girl and sit on Pappy's lap?"

Pappy sat down on the sofa, waving his cock at her. Brittany walked toward him, unsure exactly what he wanted her to do. "Just you come close now. Good. Turn around now and bend over, Girlie. Pappy want to see your pussy."

She did as he instructed, feeling his legs on either side of her. She bent over.

"Nice and juicy!" Pappy said, running his fingers along her pussy canal, wetting his fingers. "And such a sweet, tight asshole you've got there! You let any boy fuck your asshole, Girlie?"

"No," Brittany replied, at once scared, so she vividly remembered her Pappy fucking Missy's ass, and how much she had said it had hurt...

Taking his wet fingers, however, he slipped them in her hairless asshole. "Nice and tight. Now, this is gunna hurt for just a minute, Girlie. Just try to relax and let your Pappy do some fuckin'."

He guided her ass slowly down until her asshole was touching the tip of his wet cock. With sweet anticipation he rubbed his head against her hole, and then tightly holding onto her hips, inserted the tip of his cock in her ass, spreading it wider than it had ever been spread.

She cried out in pain, but ignoring it, he simply pulled her ass down over his cock as far as it could go. She cried out, moaning, and he then pushed and pulled at her hips, shoving his cock in and out of her sweet asshole.

Without a word, her Daddy then walked over, his hard dick still in his hand, and at first she thought that he wanted her to suck it some more. However, he simply pushed her backward, raising her legs in the air, all the while her ass was still filled with Pappy's giant cock.

"Let's see how you like Daddy's cock punish you," he then said, finding her wet pussy hole, and plunging his dick deep inside. She shrieked as her two holes were filled with hard cocks, banging her hard and deeply. There she was, sandwiched between them, feeling their hot breaths and deep moans on both sides, all the while being ruthlessly banged away.

Her Daddy, she thought, seemed hellbent on at last teaching her pussy a lesson, for it rammed it again and again, until at last his moment had come. He pulled out, at the same time pulling her down to the floor, as both he and Pappy moved close to her with their throbbing cocks, about ready to blow.

"Open. Open!" her Daddy commanded, and at once she complied, opening her mouth as the two of them squirted all over her face, her hair, and mouth. Her Daddy thought she'd never looked prettier.

Pappy helped her up, his hand finding it's way onto her sore ass. "Remind Pappy what happens when you're a bad girl."

"I get punished," she replied.

"That's right," he said smiling, and smacking her ass. "And dump that boyfriend. Any man who makes his woman do his dirty work for him ain't worth his salt."