The Billionaire’s Kitten

Seizing her hand, I grunted, “Let’s get over there quick because fuck baby, Daddy’s hard.”

And stumbling like two drunk people, we made our way to the garden furniture section. Frankly, I didn’t care if I fucked that puffy pussy in front of everyone. The salesladies would probably love to get a look at my massive pole, we’d be doing those old crones a favor. But then my girl nodded, a smile lighting her face.

“Oh yes, this is much more private,” she breathed. “Not totally private, but if we put these two trees together like so,” she arranged the pots, “and then pull the curtains on this divan,” she continued. “We have some privacy. Almost.”

Because the divan had canvas fabric on top and curtains on the side. It was a full-size bed made for lounging by the pool, and I guess the top and curtains were to provide shade.

But these weren’t regular curtains. They were sheer and white, like Sleeping Beauty snoozing on a princess bed. But we had no other options and by now, my dick was dripping hard, literally leaking in my pants.

“Come on,” I ground out, hauling her onto the bed. “We’ll be fast. Just don’t make any noise and no one will know.”

She giggled softly, rump shaking as we landed on the mattress.

“Really Gray? Are we really going to go at it, here in the middle of Cartwright’s? I mean, these curtains aren’t really going to hide anything and … ohhhh!”

The girl stopped, throwing her head back, breathing hard because yeah, I’m a mofo. Ignoring her words, I’d popped a big boob out of her sweater and licked the nipple, tasting that hard nub with my teeth.

“Mmmm!” she moaned again lustily, that sweet female scent wafting around us. “Mmmm!”

I chuckled deep in my chest. Oh yeah, I was gonna fuck her deep whether or not these curtains hid anything. Good thing this furniture store was so high-priced that they had no customers. Maybe more clients would come in later, but seeing that most of the shit here had four figure price tags, maybe not.

So I went to town on my curvy teen. Stripping off her sweater and pants, I had that lush figure nude before me in no time, panting and breathless.

“Oh!” cried out Kitty. “Oh god, oh god!”

I pulled out my dick, rubbing it with a shit-eating grin on my face.

“That’s right little girl, you’re gonna be fucking this thing in public. Now keep it down because we don’t want people to investigate when they hear noises.”

She nodded, eyes wide, still staring at my pole even as it jerked with anticipation. Because yeah, Kitty’s still small down there. Even though she’s no longer a virgin, that tiny pussy still has trouble accepting me, and I fuckin’ love it. I love the fact that my girl is so tiny, so new, her cunt tight as a drum.

But the time was now, my urgency relentless.

“Come on baby girl,” I ground out. “We gotta be quick.”

Of course the truth was that I didn’t give a fuck. If this lovemaking took three hours, then we were gonna stay three hours until she was all fucked out. If she wanted to wail like a banshee, snatch creaming again and again around my dick, then be my guest. I’d just buy out the store after, surely that’d be enough to compensate them for our noisy show.

But Kitty surprised me. Because casting her eyes down shyly, she whispered, “Daddy I want to try something.”

My eyebrow arched.

“Really, baby girl?” I asked dryly. “Now? I mean, we are in a furniture store.”

She blushed hotly, those big boobs jouncing.

“I know, but I’ve wanted to for so long,” she whispered again, flushing hotly. “The girls at school talk about it all the time, it’s supposed to feel really good. And you know, I’ve never been with anyone but you.”

My body grew hard, another surge of male possession rising in my chest. Shit this girl’s pussy was molded to the shape of my cock, she was a hundred percent mine.

“What is it,” I ground out. “Tell me quick because fuck baby, this pole isn’t gonna hold out much longer. It needs to be in that sweet cunt, it needs to get wet in your cream.”

She flushed once more, bare boobies swaying a bit.

“Yes, Daddy, I know. But I was wondering if we could do this thing called a sixty-nine first? You know, where you put your mouth down below and I put my mouth on your, you know?”

I would have died from laughter if my hard-on hadn’t been so fucking painful. Because a sixty-nine? That’s for beginners, I do shit that’s a thousand times dirtier all the time. It’s more like I’m on a thousand and sixty-nine, not a plain sixty-nine.

But Kitty was a beginner. Sure she had a slutty body but the female was still a newbie at heart. So I grunted.