Brat Gets Naughty (Billionaire Daddy 3)

Brat Gets Naughty!

First, I locked the door. I checked to make sure it was good and locked.

Next, I put on a cute nightie. I stood in the mirror and looked at myself. Oh, I looked good and I knew it! I ran my hands up and down my sides. I'd just turned eighteen a few weeks ago, and I was as sexy as hell.

After that I lay down on my bed. I took out my small vibrator. I avoided dildos. I was a virgin and I wanted to keep myself intact. If you know what I mean? I was saving myself for that special man.

Anyway. After that. I turned on the radio and tuned into my step-daddy's speech. He was the honorable senator Adrian Ellis from Virginia. I turned that speech up.

God, how I loved that man! I loved to listen to his words. He had a way with words like no one else. His voice was beautiful.

I was already getting wet just listening to him.

Finally I turned on the vibrator. That buzzing noise also excited me. But I turned up the radio even louder.

Then while listening to my step-daddy's speech I ran that vibrator all around my pussy lips. I ran it back and forth over my clit.

I got so wet! And it felt so good!

I timed my orgasm perfectly. Daddy was just finishing up his speech. There was a thunderous applause. And me? I was exploding!

It felt so wonderful. But it also left me wanting. And what I wanted was Daddy's cock inside me.

I'd just turned eighteen a couple months ago. Since then all I had thought about was Daddy!

One way or another I was going to have to fuck that man!

I picked up my cell phone. I dialed his number. He always picked up for me. I swear it. There could be a national emergency but my daddy would always pick up if it was me!

"Hey Jazzie!" He said.

My name was Jessica. But Daddy always called me Jazzie. He'd called me that since I was a little girl.

"Hey Daddy!" I said.

"Did you listen to my speech?" He said.

"Oh, Daddy, yes. I loved it!" I said. "I exploded with excitement listening."

"That's great, Jazzie," Daddy said. "I'm really glad you liked it."

"So are you coming home this weekend, Daddy?" I asked. "You promised we could go to that new restaurant."

He didn't say anything. I knew the answer before he said it. He was so busy in D.C. now that he hardly ever came home.

I hated it. My daddy was a self-made billionaire. He'd made a fortune while still in college doing a startup. Why he had to go off and be a politician was beyond me.

Now he had no time for me!

And I was hating it. Since turning eighteen, I'd decided I wanted something more from him than ever before. Something very special. I just kept waiting for my chance. And yet somehow it never came.

I just had to get some alone time with Daddy!

"No, Jazzie, I won't be home this weekend. the president's invited me to go golfing with him. It's a real important meeting. We're going to talk about my student funding initiative."

It was just as I thought. I said goodbye to Daddy. I was so upset. I just had to see him.

I know it was wicked. But I decided the best way to get his attention was to get in trouble!

I went to the local home improvement center. I threw a bunch of cans of spray paint into the basket.

After finishing my purchase, I drove up to the public city square. I found a big brick wall in plain view. I parked my car in some illegal spot and got out.

I dumped my cans out by the wall. I picked one of them up. Then I just started having fun!

The truth is I'm a great artist. I've even sold a few paintings. So it's not like what I sprayed on that wall sucked!

But it was quite illegal. And that was the whole point!

And just to add to the fun you wouldn't believe what I painted on that wall. I painted a pair of lovers in full action mode. And one of them had the most biggest cock you ever saw.

I was having a blast. And I'd even attracted a fairly sized crowd. Some people were a little disgusted. But others were cheering me on!

I finished one masterpiece. I had just begun to start on another when I heard the sirens wailing. It was about time!

I don't need to give you all the details. My mom was off on some goodwill trip. She wouldn't even be back until tomorrow. So I knew it was going to have to be Daddy to come in an bail me out!

You should have seen his face when he walked in the station. I've never seen him so dark and so angry. But he kept it all under control. He even smiled at the police officers. He thanked them for doing a good job!

Then at last we were alone in his car. He didn't say anything at all the whole way home. He just had this stony, smoldering look on his face

At first, he turned on the radio. But the first thing we heard was a news story about me. The news story said Daddy had had to cancel his golfing date with the president.