My Client's Secret Baby - His Secret Baby

It was a lovely sort of torture, Cooper starting to tickle me, knowing how tickle sensitive I was. Soon enough, the tickling tuned to kissing and might well have gone further were we not in public.

“I’m falling in love with you.”

“You’ve said,” I pointed out.

“No, I mean really. I love you, and I am falling in love with you. Like I want to actually call you my girlfriend, like, properly.”

“You know I can’t resist it when you talk like a Valley Girl.”

“You’re going to pay for that.”

“Oooh, are you going to spank me, daddy?” I teased.

“For starters,” he said, sounding deadly serious.

“Your place or mine?”

It was his — the living room, to be exact. To that point, we had only ever really messed around in bed, and it was a new experience for me. New but exciting. Apparently, I wasn’t the only one in a state of excitement.

Cooper wasted no time, taking me straight to his big chair and putting me over his lap. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me, as he slowly lifted my skirt, revealing my silk-clad ass.

“Won’t be needing these,” he said, taking my panties down and then off.

I was already dripping with arousal, and he hadn’t even touched me yet, anticipation accounting for much of it. It only got more so as Cooper massaged my bare ass in large, gentle circles. Lulling me into a false sense of security.

The first strike was hard and sharp, almost making me scream with pain and surprise. He did it again with much the same response before returning to stoking me again. He did this for a while, mixing hard and gentle spanks with strokes, occasionally dipping down between my thighs to stroke my pussy.

“You like that, don’t you?” he asked as he fingered my pussy, while still holding my face down.

“Yes, sir,” I moaned, getting very close to orgasm.

“Want to see what else I can put in there?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Better.”

Cooper slipped his fingers out of me and guided me down onto my knees between his feet. Slowly undoing his fly, Cooper unfurled his huge cock, not even needing to tell me to before I started wetting it with my sweet little mouth.

I sucked him hard. I sucked him deep. I sucked his big, thick cock as though my life depended on it. We were officially together, and I was going to get lots of other opportunities to partake. Though I was determined to enjoy each and every opportunity as though it were my last.

He came hard, blasting his massive load into my mouth and down my throat. No slouch when it came to taking cum at that point, I swallowed it all down, without missing a beat.

“Good girl!” he praised, leaning down and kissing me lovingly.

“Can I ride it?” I asked.

“Of course,” he said.

I’d never really been on top before. Including that time, it was more of a face to face as I straddled him, but it was still more control than I’d ever had before. Cooper usually having been in full command. I liked it that way but also wanted to try something different.

It was a bit awkward finding the right balance, but Cooper kept his hands on my hips, holding me tight. Eventually, I got it right and eased myself down. I relished the look on his faces as I lower my pussy down onto his cock until I had enveloped him completely.

Leaning forward a bit to get better balance, I started to bounce, sliding my pussy lips the length of his cock and then back down again. I didn’t want to hurt the baby, so I didn’t go too fast. Though I worked up to a reasonable speed. My pussy got tighter around his thick shaft as I fucked him.

Getting off in the nick of time, I squeezed his cock near the head, just to hold off the barrage for a while. Getting back on my knees, I took him into my mouth, unleashing the full torrent of his load down my throat before licking his cock squeaky clean.

He wasn’t down with me yet. Pulling me up to my feet, Cooper got up of the chair before pushing me down onto it facing away from him.

“On your knees,” he ordered.

I kneeled on the soft cushion, doing my best not to wobble. And put my arms up on the wings of the back. It felt a bit like being on one of those old torture devices you saw in movies. Like any minute, I was going to feel the sting of a whip upon my back. No such thing came, though. Cooper having a much more pleasant sort of torture in mind. He tickled me. He tickled my feet, he tickled my neck. He tickled all the way down my back and between my legs on my pussy. I was allowed to laugh as he tickled me, but I wasn’t allowed to move. If I moved, even an inch, he would spank me hard. Making me yelp and then laugh again when the tickling started again.