Another Big Mean Man

[You can find the first part here or look through the tags]​

A couple of days later, Lilly's phone rang. She felt her heart beat a shade quicker as she glanced down at the screen and saw that it was Mr S calling. Had he found the box had moved? Had something changed? Had he sensed a difference in her behaviour?

"Hi, Mr S," she answered cheerily, "what's up?"

"Oh, the usual, Lilly," he replied, "any chance you're free tomorrow night so we can go out to dinner?"

Lilly thought quickly about her plans. She had intended to spend time with Tom again, wondering whether there was any chance that he might actually pay her some attention this time, thinking about whether he was the one that she wanted to lose her virginity to. "Nothing I can't change," she grinned.

"Fantastic! Can you come around 6ish?" Mr S asked her.

"I can come any time you want me to, Mr S!" She blushed almost immediately, as her mind turned to how much she would like Mr S to make her cum whenever he wanted her to.

"Great. We'll see you then. You're a star, Lilly" was all he said, and hung up.

When she arrived at the house the next night, Lilly couldn't wait to see what else she might find in the DVD collection. She tucked the kids into bed, and headed downstairs. She washed up for the family to pass the time to make sure the children were sleeping, and then opened the drawer to see what other scenes there were to watch. Grabbing a different DVD, she put it in the player, sat down, and immediately pressed her hand under her short skirt and against her panties.

It was a slightly different scene than the others, but along the same lines. The dad in the scene was driving the babysitter home after having an argument with his wife. In somewhat stilted language, he complained "she just doesn't understand me, or give me what I need."

The babysitter smiled, reached for his belt buckle, and told him "oh, I know what men like you need". She started to suck his cock while he forced her head up and down, Lilly rubbing herself in time with the movements, wondering how it would feel to be in her parents' driveway like that, sucking the cock of the married man who she worked for. The on-screen couple moved out of the car and she bent over so that he could fuck her from behind.

Lilly stared at the screen, mesmerised. Watching the dad pounding the babysitter over the front of the car where they could be caught by anyone, her fingers raced over her clit as she fucked two fingers in and out of her sopping wet cunt in time with the film.

"Fuck me, Mr S," she moaned, "give it to me. Take my virginity wherever you want, sir"

She wondered how it would feel. How big would he be. Would he call her names while he popped her cherry like that? Would he treat her like the naughty girl she wanted to be. As she imagined the things that she wanted him to tell her, spanking her clit with one hand, fucking herself as she pictured herself bent over the car, Lilly came harder than she thought possible.

"Fuuuuccckkkk," the long drawn-out moan left her mouth.

She opened her eyes that she'd screwed up as she came, watching the girl on her knees begging for cum. "Please, sir," she pleaded, "will you give me your cum, sir? Pleeaase?"

The man stood over her, looking down on her, and reached for her tits. Pulling on her nipples as she winced but smiled through the pain. "Icky little pain slut, aren't you?" he asked her and she nodded up at him. He slapped his thick cock across her nipples, hitting her with it as she gasped and started to play with her cunt.

Lilly did the same. Reaching inside her shirt and bra, she started to play with her firm tits that boys so admired. Playing and twisting her nipples as she gasped, rubbing her clit again to get her as close to the edge as she dared. How she longed for Mr S to fondle her, to play with her tits, to twist her nipples so that they hurt. One last twist and Lilly came for the second time in quick succession.

The screen-dad was fucking the girls tits as she squeezed them together. Calling her names, telling her that he was getting close, telling her what an icky little girl she was for fucking her pussy while he fucked her tits. They were panting together, edging towards cumming at the same time. Lilly's phone rang.

She paused the video and answered it without even looking at the screen.

"Hi, baby," Tom said. Lilly sighed inwardly. "I've been thinking all about you tonight," he said.

"Yeah? Me too," Lilly lied back.

"Can I come over? Thought you might be able to help me relax a bit," he asked.

"Maybe later. I'm right in the middle of something right now. Gotta go. Byeee!" she replied, hung up, and swiftly turned her attention back to the screen. She pressed play, just as the dad jerked his cock over the babysitter's tits, covering them with long ropes of sperm. She reached down, scooped some up, and as she looked him in the eye, pushed his cum into her waiting mouth before rubbing more into her skin.

"Did I do a good job, sir?" she asked the screen dad.

"Oh yes. You know exactly what men like me need. You did an amazing job. Off you go now, and we'll book you again soon," he told her and the scene faded to black.

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Tom picked her up that night, and as they sat in his car in her parents' drive, they made out. He seemed nervous, and was clearly worried about whether they might get caught.

"Don't worry about it," Lilly reassured him as she unbuckled his jeans and started to play with his cock and balls. She smiled at him and pushed her face down into his lap, taking his cock into her mouth with her bum sticking up and poking out of her short skirt.

"Anyone could see though!" he protested, even though he didn't want her to stop.

"I know, silly," she giggled, "why don't you spank me if you think it's that naughty??"

"What?" he replied, startled at her suggestion.

"Punish me for being a naughty girl, Tom. Slap my bottom. Teach me to behave," she asked

"I'm not going to hurt you, Lilly!" he protested

"But I want you to, Tom. Please." She looked up from his lap with puppy dog eyes imploring him to do it.

He half-heartedly smacked her once with his hand. "I'm sorry, baby, I just can't hurt you."

"It's OK," she sighed, returning her attention to his cock. She quickly used her mouth and hand to make him cum, spat the meagre little drop of cum into a tissue before sitting up and straightening her clothes. Tom sighed contentedly, but made no movement to reciprocate at all.

Lilly kissed him on the cheek, said goodnight, and went into the house. There was no delay of showing off her backside to anyone tonight. As soon as she was in her room, she pulled her panties down roughly, and lay back on the bed slapping her clit with one hand, fucking her fingers furiously into her tight little pussy, imagining Mr S standing over her, hitting her clit with his rock hard cock until she came again and again.

As she drifted off to sleep, Lilly decided that enough was enough. She knew what she had to do to get what she needed.