The Gamer Girl Strikes Back!

Hello my wonderful patrons! I needed a bit of a palate cleanser before jumping back into SYM with both feet, and upon receiving an idea from an anonymous reader that I couldn't resist, well, here are the results. Yes, I've wanted to do an Izzy story for a while, and here's what came of this notion. It started going one way at first, but with the input and dirty mind of my editor, it evolved into something a little new, and a little familiar all at once. I had fun writing this, and I hope you'll all enjoy reading it.

Knowing that my editor's going to be temporarily unavailable for reading, the version I present to you today isn't the *final* final draft that will appear on Lit in a week or so, and may lack a little polish, but is still overall representative of the final product. Enjoy reading, while I finally put pen to page on Chapter 41 of SYM!

-aimingtomisbehave33

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Erik Bailey liked to think of himself as an even-tempered guy on average, and often considered that one of his best traits. Never getting angry when he didn’t have to and avoiding rash decisions had helped him build his law practice (in a boring, but certainly profitable corner of law), and by the age of 42 allowed him to live a comfortable life. He had a nice condo toward the better end of the small town of Regan Hills, California, kept almost the same athletic build and ruggedly handsome face he had in his college football days, and had even managed a fairly amicable divorce from his ex-wife. Though work commitments meant he didn’t date as much as he'd have liked, he did have his options, and got out from time to time.

Life may not have been a thrill-ride for Erik, but he made do in his usual pleasant and driven manner.

Still, an even temper and a friendly disposition had done wonders for him, which is what made Norman all the more baffling to him.

Norman was his 18-year-old son with his ex-wife, Monica. While Erik was tall and handsome and friendly, Norman was none of these things. He was unpleasant and surly and looked the very definition of a video game addict that hadn’t even a passing familiarity with soap or sunlight or moving any more than he had to in life. Every weekend that Erik had with Norman, rather than hanging out or going on adventures or anything that resembled the kind of father-son activity that Erik had always dreamed about doing with his boy, Norman would lock himself away in his bedroom and game, screaming the most vile and hurtful shit that Erik had ever heard at the top of his lungs and never listening when asked to calm down even a little.

Erik had gone through his rebellious phases when he was around that age, and since confronting his son about these rages hadn’t worked, he’d decided to give Norman the space to work through them and understand the person he wanted to become in life… but after replacing multiple gaming systems and four TVs in Norman’s bedroom over the past three years after his son’s temper tantrums at having lost one silly game or another, Erik was at his wit’s end.

Today was the day he knew that his hands-off approach wasn’t going to be enough.

It was just after Norman had left Erik’s condo to go back to his mother’s with hardly a word for his dear old dad that Erik found himself standing in his son’s stinking, pigsty of a bedroom, looking at the piles of dirty clothes and stale food Norman had left out on unwashed plates and at what would be the fifth TV his son had shattered, that he found himself seriously wondering what he’d done wrong, and what could be done to fix things.

He’d… fuck, he’d have to talk with Monica about this, wouldn’t he? He was still friendly with his ex-wife, but Norman was always a blind spot to her. She’d always coddled him, and thought that he could do no wrong, and no matter how much Erik had tried to discipline him, she would always undo his efforts and just enable his lazy, rage-filled habits. He loved his son, and wanted to be a part of his life, still, but this wasn’t a sustainable way of living, and it sure as hell wasn’t going to teach Norman anything. He’d have to teach Norman a lesson… but how?

And who would have Erik’s back here? He was handling this all on his own, with no one to help him or at least commiserate with him and make his day a little better. Getting lost in work could help some with the stress, but at the end of the day, without an outlet, he was feeling lost and supremely frustrated.

Running a hand through his dark, salt and pepper-hinted hair, he let out an exasperated sigh, not looking forward to the conversation he’d have to have with Monica, and thinking that it might be best to grab a garbage bag and clean up what he could from this room first. That would stall matters long enough for him to be able to come up with an appropriate, calm argument to bring up to his ex, or at least make it very clear that he was tired of replacing TVs and gaming consoles every few months, and that his generous paycheck be damned, he wasn’t going to buy Norman any more electronics.

It was right about the moment he was considering trash bags that the doorbell rang multiple times in quick succession.

Erik closed Norman’s bedroom door to better contain the smell for now, then made his way downstairs. The doorbell was ringing at an almost machine gun pace by this point, as whoever was out there seemed truly insistent upon getting his attention.

He sighed, shaking his head before he unlocked the door.

“Can I help…”

Erik looked down and took in the singularly odd girl standing before him, momentarily speechless before discovering that speechlessness was a problem that this girl would never have.

”Hey there, hi, how are you? My name is Izzy Barnes, is Norman here? No of course Norman’s not here, I just watched him leave a little bit ago and wanted to give a few extra minutes for you to, like, get your head on straight if that’s what you needed because if you’re Norman’s dad, and you gotta be Norman’s dad even though it doesn’t look like you could be Norman’s dad because you got it all going on while he doesn’t, but that’s not what I’m here to talk about, so, yeah, I wanted to talk to you when your head was on straight and even though it looks like you’re annoyed by something that I realize might be me but also might not be, and I sincerely hope that something isn’t me, you look like your head’s on straight, so can I come in and talk to you for a few minutes or maybe more than a few minutes if that’s alright because what I have to say is kinda, sorta, entirely really super important? I’m eighteen, so it’s not weird or anything if you let me inside.”

She said this with a high, perky voice, and so quickly it might as well have all been one incredibly long word. Erik doubted the girl breathed once the entire time she said this, and was taken aback by, well, everything about her.

Izzy Barnes was a tiny thing, pale and slender and the very definition of petite. At 5’2”, she was easily dwarfed by Erik’s own 5’11” height. Her narrow, cute face held a broad smile, while her delicate features were framed by bright blue hair, choppy and short and exactly the same shocking color as her lipstick. Lively brown eyes looked out from behind blue, horn-rimmed glasses, while multiple piercings in her ears and the small black stud in her nose practically sparkled. Petite and slender, she wore a tight green t-shirt with a trio of gold triangles set in a pyramid on it that Erik faintly recognized, cut with a high enough midriff to show her tight abs and belly button piercing, while her skirt was short enough to fall above her knees, while being clearly hand-made from some of the most garish and clashing pieces of fabric he had ever seen, showing off her tight legs and sandal-clad feet.

Erik shook his head, realizing that he’d actually just checked this high school girl out, and laughed internally as he reminded himself he needed to get out more.

“Sure… is something the matter?” Erik asked, inviting this strange, hyperactive girl inside. “Are you one of Norman’s friends?”

“Friends?” Izzy replied, letting out a rapid fire laugh that went on a few seconds longer than he would have expected a normal laugh to have gone on. “No, we’re enemies, actually, that’s kind of why I’m here.”

As seemed to be her style, she spoke slightly too fast for him to hear right away, but once the words caught up to him, he goggled at the girl.

“Enemies?”

By the time he said this, she’d already strolled up the short flight of stairs toward Erik’s living room and plopped herself down on his couch, stretching out luxuriantly.

“Yup, we’re enemies! Not, like, archenemies or dangerous kinds of enemies, so it’s not like you gotta worry about me coming here to burn your place down or anything like that because I’m not that kind of girl, but, enemies all the same. Like I said, it’s what I came here to talk about, you gotta keep up…” she teased, laughing playfully this time.

Erik caught up with her, sitting down on a chair opposite this girl who was making herself very much at home on his couch, smiling as she looked up at the ceiling.

Izzy continued, giggling, “This is an awesome couch, like, a *real* couch, not like something you got from IKEA or anything like that, but from, like, a store that has its own smell, not like IKEA’s bad or doesn’t have a smell or anything, but I mostly know them for their Swedish meatballs and-“

Erik interrupted her, certain that he was likely going to have to do quite a bit of this if he wanted to get a word out of her. “You said that you and my son were enemies?”

“Well, yeah, but like I said, not dangerous enemies, just, enemy-enemies,” Izzy explained quickly. “If it makes you feel any better, it’s all his fault, really.”

It didn’t make him feel any better, but it did make plenty of sense.

“I’m sorry… what’s he done this time?” he asked, shaking his head.

“Oh, don’t apologize for him! It’s not your place to apologize for him, that’s his problem, and it’s one he’s not gonna make good on because I don’t think he even knows the words ‘sorry’ or ‘I’m’ or even what order to put them in. So, don’t put that on yourself, even if there might be some explainable reasons for his problems from how he was brought up, but that’s neither here nor there nor something I feel qualified to judge… now where was I?” Izzy said, looking up thoughtfully.

Snapping her fingers, she continued, “Right! Enemies! I guess if you take a look at me, you might get a certain idea of the kind of girl I am…”

Izzy sat up for emphasis, flourishing her hands under her chin as if she was trying to look like some sweet and sassy pop idol. Erik had to give it to her, she was cute as hell, in an entirely unexpected kind of way. The girls that usually caught his eye were usually more the country club set, clean-cut and well-mannered and wealthy. Izzy, though, for all of her hyperactivity had a genuine sweetness and cute confidence that was hard not to be taken in by a little, and even if he probably shouldn’t have let her come inside, he wasn’t regretting doing it now, either.

Still, he didn’t quite know what answer she wanted to her proposal.

Izzy, however, was quick to answer this herself.

”I’m a gamer chick!” she explained, throwing her arms to the side in a dramatic exclamation, followed by a quick giggle as she dropped them back to her lap. “I play all sorts of games, shooters, puzzles, indie games, AAAs, battle royales, co-op stuff… all kinds of things I don’t wanna bore you with, but that’s mostly where I know Norman from, and if he lives here and games here, then you get an idea of what it’s like when he’s gaming, he can be a little-“

“Hot-headed?” Erik suggested.

Izzy shook her head. “Yeah, no, I mean, that’s not inaccurate, but it’s also not a good enough explanation for him because, well, he’s a right fucking asshole when it comes to gaming. And, I mean, I’m a girl who games and I talk shit on live chat and all that, I’m used to all the assholes who are out there and what they can say and what I can say back to drive them crazy while I’m kicking their fucking asses because I’m really, really fucking good at what I do when it comes to gaming, but Norman, he makes it creepy, he tries to take it to another level that is no good in my book…”

She dropped her voice, seeming to slow down for a brief moment as she shuddered over something Norman had said. Erik was about to apologize for his actions again, but before he could, Izzy took off on another of her mile a minute tangents.

“Like, we’ve got some servers for all the gamers here in Regan Hills, and it’s mostly us who know each other and trust each other to be civil, but he’s found his way into all of them and he just loves to target us girls, like me and Tori and Katie and it’s not cool, alright? Every time one of us beats him he gets all angry and screaming and telling us all the sick shit he wants to do to us, how he’s gonna burn down our houses and do things to our pets and families and then he gives us our addresses and says we better make him sandwiches and send him naked pics, or pics of our feet, or naked pics of our feet, if we don’t want him doing any of that stupid shit, and it’s not so much *what* he says that really gets to me, because, again, none of it’s new, but it’s how he says it with such hate and malice and, like I said, it’s not cool. He drives me batty! Batty, I say! And I don’t like being batty, because I have a hard enough time staying this calm as it is!”

Erik scowled. Knowing what Norman was saying when he got caught up in the heat of the moment while gaming was one thing, but actually being confronted by someone who was on the receiving end of his vile bullshit? That was a completely different matter entirely. Even though Izzy looked generally unfazed by what she was reporting, the plain way she explained it really got to Erik.

“He shouldn’t be saying stuff like that to you… to anyone,” Erik said. “You don’t deserve to go ‘batty’, and he shouldn’t be putting you in that position. I’ll do something about that.”

“Well, that’s just fucking awesome!” Izzy squealed, clapping her hands together. “But I wasn’t here trying to get him punished or anything like that, even if that is pretty frickin’ cool, too, no, no, no, no, no, I came here for something else actually, believe it or not.”

Erik cocked his head. “Oh?”

The girl smiled, nodding enthusiastically. “Yeah! I’m here for revenge!”

He practically choked. “Revenge?”

“Duh! I did tell you we were enemies, didn’t I?” Izzy explained, her smile never flickering. “You see, it’s something that came up in the last game we played that just pushed me over the edge, because he was focused on me and how much better I was doing (because, not like I’m trying to be immodest, but I’m waaaaaaaaay better than him), how many times I head-shotted him and all that because he hated it so much, and he just shouted over and over about how he fucked my mom and how awesome he was because he’d fucked my mom, and I know that’s an even bigger lie than the cake because Mom wouldn’t do anything like that, but she’s also been dealing with some mental health issues lately and I guess I was really, really sensitive to that when he said that, and it pushed me over the edge. I was tired of him saying how many times he fucked my mom, and it got me mad, so I decided the perfect response was revenge!”

“Yeah, I’m still stuck on that part, because, while I’m not your legal representation, I really feel like I should tell you that revenge is generally not a good idea,” Erik explained, hoping to help calm this excitable girl out of doing anything rash. “I assure you, I will discipline him… I will teach him respect, and I will make sure it sticks this time.”

This hardly seemed to convince the blue-haired gamer girl.

“I disagree! I think revenge is an awesome idea, and when I tell you what I have in mind (and it’s an *awesome* fucking idea), I think you’ll think it’s an awesome idea too!” Izzy continued, hyper and enthusiastic and looking like she could barely restrain herself.

Erik could, however, restrain himself, trying to keep measured as this girl leaned forward on the couch.

He said, “I’ll bite, even though I don’t want to. Why do you think I’ll agree with you about this revenge?”

“Well, because it’s simple,” Izzy explained. “He’s never gonna fuck my mom, thank god, but he needs to know that his words have consequences, and I think the best and most fun way of doing it comes down to me fucking his dad!”

Erik choked on his words. “Excuse me?”

Amused at this reaction, Izzy cocked her head quizzically and said, “That’d be you. His dad, I mean.”

“I know I’m his dad,” he replied, shaking his head. “I’m just… what?”

The petite, blue-haired girl smiled and raised her hands placatingly. “It’s not like this is something I’m gonna rub in his face or anything, I mean if he makes me, I’ll be happy to, but it’s kind of a moral victory for me, knowing I’ve got something on him that he doesn’t on me, and it’ll make me feel better, and it’ll be super fun if we do it because you look pretty *fucking* hot for a guy your age, like, kinda really completely and utterly turbo hot in a way that could give girls Daddy issues, and I’m cute and sexy and young and really fucking great at sex and I think we could have so much fun getting this revenge, so, you know, you wanna just do it?”

A matter of minutes ago, Erik’s biggest concern was over what would be the best brand of trash bag to sort through his son’s disaster area of a room would be, and now this tiny, cute, pale gamer girl who seemed like she did speed just to keep herself even was propositioning him with the biggest, goofiest grin on her face.

Erik wanted to dismiss her out of hand, but then he couldn’t help looking at her again… yeah, she was tiny, but she was lean, and she was energetic, and she looked… well, the more he looked at her, the better she was looking. The way her short skirt crept up her creamy thighs, or how her tight t-shirt hugged her firm B-cup breasts, tightly enough that he could have sworn he saw her nipples… and did they look hard?

He shook his head. “I’m flattered, Ms. Barnes… but you have to know this is entirely inappropriate.”

“Why?” she asked. “Because your son and me are enemies and I wanna do you for revenge?”

“Well, that…” Erik replied, trying to put this delicately. “I mean, your reasons are not exactly typical, and I don’t even know you, and I’m old enough to be your father… there are a lot of reasons this can’t happen.”

Izzy pouted her bright blue, lower lip out at him a moment, but then broke into another big smile. “But there are a lot of reasons it should happen, too! I know it seems like I want to use you, and maybe I do a little, but it’ll be the best and most fun you’ve ever had being used because, like I said, this is something I’m really good at, and looking at you, I bet you’ll be good at it too, and you can use me all you want, too! You look so stressed, and I know I can help you with that, so why don’t we just take off our clothes and fuck! Because I can fuck a lot, and I do a lot, and if you’re as jacked as you look, I think you can probably keep up with me!”

Erik wasn’t sure where she got that impression. Having taken a brief work call earlier, he still wore a long-sleeved, button-up shirt, and a decent pair of slacks. They were hardly flattering, but they didn’t look too bad on him either… and it did, in a way, fill him with some stupid masculine pride to know that she was looking at him while he was looking at her, too.

Flattered as he was, this was just something that could never, under any circumstances, happen.

He cleared his throat. “Ms. Barnes, I can’t-“

Izzy smacked her forehead with her hand, as if she’d forgotten something. “Oh, I get it! You haven’t seen the goods! Silly me, I keep talking about how good and cute and sexy I am, but you need to see them to be convinced! Makes sense, nobody likes blind loot boxes, not knowing what they’re getting and if it’ll be worth it, and more than that I know you’re a lawyer, you need evidence, so, here, take a look!”

Before Erik could stop her, Izzy stood up from the couch and tugged her skirt down, dropping it around her ankles, then grinning broadly and giggling at the position she’d put herself in.

Erik wanted to say something, but words had a difficult time forming as he realized that Izzy had come prepared to give her evidence by not wearing panties.

He knew he should have looked away, but when presented with a perfect 18-year-old pussy, sometimes that’s simply impossible. His eyes drifted between her legs, to her glistening pink lips, beneath an exclamation mark of a thin landing strip that of course she had also dyed blue. Izzy was a petite girl, and her hips didn’t have that distinct a flare that so many other “gifted” girls might have, but by the confidence of her swagger, Erik knew that she didn’t need those kinds of curves to get whatever she wanted. And those lips… they were undeniably wet, and though he couldn’t tell from here of course, he knew that she just had to be tight.

*Very* tight.

“I got your attention?” Izzy asked, smirking playfully as she rocked her narrow hips from side to side. “Yeah, I definitely got your attention; pussy’s got a way of doing that to most guys. A disproportionate number girls around town here too, actually, but that’s not what matters now. No, what matters is that, this pussy right here…”

She pointed between her legs for emphasis with the enthusiasm of a hyped-up gameshow host showing off this week’s prize. “…is some of the best you’re ever gonna find. I’ve had a buncha sex, like, a crazy, *crazy* buncha sex, but I still keep it all tight, which is really impressive since this guy I’ve been doing sometimes lately, Ryan, he’s big and you think’d stretch a girl out, like, a bunch… and you don’t wanna hear about that…”

Taking one of the fingers she’d energetically displayed her pussy with, Izzy slid it inside of her, grimacing pleasantly as the slightest little moan escaped her lips. “…but I’m tight… and horny… and getting kinda really wet, actually…”

Swiftly, she pulled her finger out and smiled brightly. “But if that’s not enough…”

She spun around, showing off her firm, yet still slightly round, ass. “…you got my butt!”

Erik looked on wordlessly as she reached behind and smacked one of her ass cheeks, leaving behind the pink ghost of a handprint that swiftly faded before she turned her head to look over her shoulder at him.

“I got a great, tight butt, great for grabbing and smacking…”

Izzy reached back with both hands this time, grabbing her cheeks and spreading them, arching her hips back just enough to show off her tight little asshole. It was a hypnotic sight to a guy like Erik, as his sex life had not been the most varied in the past… especially if it meant she was offering what he thought she was offering.

“…and fucking!”

Yeah, she was offering anal. That certainly caused a stirring in Erik’s pants that made him shift his position to hide it as best he could.

“Yeah, if you think my pussy’s tight, you have no idea how tight my ass is! God, I love it when guys just go to town on that tight hole, like, just really, really give it to me! I can take a lot and you know I like it hard and fast, and you look like a guy who can give it hard and fast…”

Izzy’s smile was somehow both cute and seductive as hell, and that only managed to silence Erik further. As a man who was used to talking his way around any issue for a living, being forced into silence by this tight little blue-haired gamer girl was a strange novelty. Izzy Barnes was unlike any other woman he had ever even considered in such a way, young and energetic to an almost manic extent, yet more confident with herself than almost any other woman he’d known. She wasn’t putting up a pretense of who she was, she just… well, she just *was*, and it was strangely refreshing.

That she was cute as hell, and showing him her pussy and ass and telling him all the fun she’d let him have with them, well, that was also novel and impressive and exciting.

She turned back around to face him, seeing him silent and eyed him quizzically.

“That’s not enough to impress you? Alright, I’m sure you’re used to all kinds of high-class ladies, and it’s not like I got the biggest guns to bust out, but I still have some power ups to bust out if I need to, and since it seems like I need to, it’s time I showed you my boobs!” Izzy exclaimed, sliding out of her sandals and grabbing hold of the bottom of her shirt, pulling it upward and tossing it aside, leaving herself fully naked in front of Erik.

Now, Erik liked to consider himself a good, red-blooded American tit man, the bigger, the better, he’d always thought, but Izzy’s B-cup breasts, firm and perky with the sweetest and firmest pink nipples standing out from them… goddamn it if they didn’t look unbelievably hot right now. Looking at this girl naked before him, he could only watch with some silent awe as she reached up and squeezed them, squeaking delightedly when she pinched her nipples.

“Yeah, I know, I’m hot,” Izzy teased, bouncing up and down on her feet enthusiastically. “And you’re damn hot with a whole lot of daddy energy going on, too, so, you know, why don’t you help me get my revenge on your son by taking off your clothes so the two of us can have aaaaaaaaaaallllllllll the sex? Because, I’m good, and I bet you’re good…”

She bounced on her feet over to him, landing in his lap and wrapping her slender yet surprisingly strong arms around his neck. As she slid her hip gently into his clothed erection, Erik was suddenly aware of just how long it had been since he’d been with a woman, something that only caused Izzy’s smile to grow.

“…and big!” Izzy squealed, wiggling her ass against his cock again.

Erik couldn’t help but let loose a low, soft groan, at the feeling of her pressing against him. Fuck, she felt good…

Izzy leaned into his chest and ran a hand over his shirt-clad muscles. “There’s nothing stopping us, you know that, right? I’m naked, we can get you naked… why don’t you just take me up in those big, strong arms of yours and haul me off to your bedroom so we can fuck like rabbits?”

She blinked up at him eagerly, smiling that broad, enthusiastic grin she had. Whether she thought that this, or the more insistent wiggling of her ass, was going to convince him most, Erik wasn’t sure of.

There was a lot he wasn’t sure about, honestly.

This… *girl* had burst into his home with a plan for revenge upon his son, and had felt confident enough to spell it out to him. He could think of a million ways that this could be some variety of trap, but even if it wasn’t, he could think of a million other ways that this would be a terrible idea. He didn’t know her well, but already Erik could tell that Izzy Barnes could be a handful. Even if she was telling the truth, what was to stop a girl this hyped up from changing her mind and deciding to fuck with him. Feeling her against him, he didn’t doubt that she was probably every bit as good as she thought she was… but this wasn’t something he could do, no. Even if Norman was a surly asshole more often than not these days, he couldn’t let himself be taken in by someone who considered herself Norman’s enemy, no matter…

…no matter how persistently she rubbed her ass against his clothed cock… or how tightly she held on, looking up at him and pursing her lips, blinking those eyes so cutely…

No! No, this wasn’t something he could entertain! This was crazy… and crazy never led to anywhere good, not when you could think a situation through rationally, with an even temper, and applying logic…

Looking down into those eyes and feeling that insistent rubbing against his erection, Erik thought of a simple question that had slowly started to occur to him.

When was the last time he’d truly done something crazy?

***

With Izzy in his arms, Erik kicked open his bedroom door and stormed inside, making out eagerly with the hot little gamer girl as she kissed him back and held on tight.

In the end, this had been an easy decision. It only took ten seconds of consideration with this tight little slut grinding against his cock for him to break and kiss her, and as he took her squealing in his arms, he knew he’d made the right decision. It had been a long time since he’d done anything crazy, and this manic, energetic, blue-haired little freak had brought that out of him in a way that was truly exciting.

Though she looked completely out of place in his perfectly clean and modestly decorated bedroom, Erik carried Izzy in like she was queen of the place, before dropping her on the bed.

Rolling around on his massive, comfortable bed, she laughed playfully, arching her back to bounce up and down on it slightly.

“Ah, this is an awesome bed! And this is awesome! I swear, you won’t regret it, we’re gonna have tons of fun!!!” Izzy said, rolling onto her side to better show off her nudity, before looking at Erik hungrily. “Come on, I want you to get naked too so we can fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!”

He couldn’t remember the last time any woman wanted to see him undressed this much. Hell, he doubted even Monica ever wanted to see him naked that much, and they had a perfectly fine sex life back in the day. Still, Monica never had the kind of enthusiasm for, well, anything seemingly that Izzy had… not that he thought *anyone* could have even a flake of enthusiasm for anything like Izzy could. This girl seemed like she was made of pure energy and zest for life (and like her blood had to be half energy drink), and Erik found that he didn’t mind this one bit.

Smiling down at her and using all of his restraint to avoid ripping his shirt in two, he unbuttoned it, then tossed it aside, casually. Izzy sat up in bed, gleefully smiling at the sight of his sculpted chest and strong arms, clapping a couple of times in lieu of words, which felt appropriate in the moment. Soon after, he dropped his pants to the floor, leaving him standing only in his boxers, noticeably tented in the front.

Seeing her eyes go wide, and the way she licked her lips, filled him with a distinct pride he hadn’t felt for a while.

“Ooh, I’m liking what I’m seeing here, but, you know I gotta see more than that, right? You’re not gonna hold out on me, are ya? Because I wanna see that cock, it looks like a good one!” Izzy said quickly, her eyes darting between his face and his cock.

Erik chuckled. “Kids these days, so damn impatient.”

“Yeah, and I bet you had all the patience in the goddamn world when you were my age and about to get laid,” she shot back, sarcastic and raising an eyebrow at him.

“Alright, you got me there,” he replied, hooking his thumbs into the waistband and pulling down, dropping his underwear to the floor and leaving him standing naked in front of this eighteen-year-old girl he’d just met.

Izzy squealed with delight as she saw his cock. Erik was happy that it satisfied. A hair over eight inches long, and quite thick, Erik had always been quite proud of his cock, and was strangely happy to find that it met with Izzy’s satisfaction. He didn’t know the kind of sex girls like her got up to these days, so it was good to know that he at least didn’t seem to disappoint.

Swiftly and easily, Izzy dropped from the bed to her knees in front of Erik, looking up at his cock appreciatively. Then, with the speed of a snake striking, she darted one of her small, strong hands out and grabbed the base of his cock, trying to wrap her fingers around it and finding herself unable.

“Yes… yes, this is very nice…” she murmured, looking from his cock to his eyes with that big, goofy smile of hers. “Bigger than I thought you’d be, even when I was rubbing on you… oh, what fun we’ll have, what fun we’ll have, and I know it’s gonna be great…”

She slid her other hand down, squeezing his balls gently in a way that made him moan.

Izzy continued, “Yes, big, full balls… you must not get it very often… but when you do, I bet you cum like a fucking fountain! Which is pretty sweet for me, since I love cum… I’m probably a cumslut… oh, who am I kidding, I’m entirely a cumslut, top to bottom; cumslut and proud of it! I’m gonna suck your cock now, cum if you need to, I don’t mind!”

Eyes wide, Erik replied, “Wha-“

Before he could finish that reply, Izzy made good on her promise, first quickly kissing his cockhead, then sucking it into her mouth.

He groaned at the sudden pleasure of being enveloped by her hot, enthusiastic lips, feeling her tongue swirling underneath his cockhead as she hummed pleasurably. The vibrations traveled through his cock and shook his very core, almost making him collapse from pleasure… fuck, it really had been a long time, hadn’t it?

With one hand still holding onto the base of his cock for guidance, and the other gently toying with his balls, Izzy seemed to know well what she was doing. Erik found himself thinking that maybe getting a good, young cumslut like her to fool around with was actually better than the kinds of women he usually looked out for, and that maybe this wasn’t such a crazy idea after all…

And then Izzy began to blow him properly.

“Holy… holy shit!” Erik exclaimed as she began to rapidly suck his cock. “Holy… oh god…”

He had never felt anything like it before. It wasn’t that he’d never been with a girl who’d suck his cock, no, but never one who could take his size so quickly, so easily, and so eagerly. Sucking him off wasn’t a chore for Izzy, as she playfully bounced her face up and down on his cock until every inch was buried in her mouth and throat.

This made his eyes go wide, as he’d never known any woman to take every inch of what he had to give them, and yet here, this random high-schooler he’d just met, was taking it with such a playful ease that it seemed as natural to her as breathing. And the way she hummed while she did it… it overstimulated his cock, driving him nearly as wild as her eager lips and tongue.

The pleasure was overwhelming, and yet… he couldn’t help but feel that there was something familiar to the way she hummed.

“Don’t… don’t stop… god, you feel so good… but I… oh god… I need to ask… are you humming the Super Mario Bros. theme?” Erik asked.

Izzy pulled her mouth off his cock for a moment, strands of drool and precum connecting it to her lips as she beamed up at him and grinned. “Uh huh! Helps me keep rhythm! That a problem?”

“Oh, god, no… it was just a surprise…” he admitted, a little shamefaced.

Izzy laughed. “Shouldn’t be that much of a surprise, I mean, it’s kind of on brand for a gamer slut like me, isn’t it?”

“Not having met many ‘gamer sluts’ to compare, I couldn’t tell you,” Erik whimpered, making his need for her mouth apparent.

She nodded with understanding, giggling and planting a quick kiss on his cockhead. “While this conversation’s been great, I’m gonna keep sucking ya now, okey dokey?”

Before he could answer, she made good on her promise, driving Erik wild with desire as the eager little slut kept sucking him down. Every so often, when she’d need to take a breath, she’d slow down and simply stop on his head, swirling her tongue around the tip in alternating circles while she looked at him. There was such a sweetness to her eyes when she did this, a playful energy that made his heart melt almost as much as her deepthroating efforts drove him mad with lust.

When all was said and done, he would have to have a long talk with Norman for being so cruel to a girl like this… but that was a concern for later.

Right now?

“Oh god… fuck… fucking shit… you can really suck cock… I love it… I fucking love it… feels so good…” he groaned, moaning softly as she shoved every inch down her throat while fondling his balls.

That it had been a while since he’d been with a woman became quickly apparent to Erik, as he soon realized he was closer to exploding than he’d have liked. Normally he prided himself on his restraint, but with a talented little nymph like Izzy Barnes working his cock, he was in serious trouble.

“I know you said I could cum, but I still need to warn you, it’s happening soon…” Erik grunted, dropping his head back.

Izzy took her mouth off his cock and smiled broadly, jerking his entire length rapidly with both hands. “Cool! Just lemme have it whenever! I wanna see your cum, taste your cum, play with it, do it, do it, fucking do it! Cum for me, come on, cum for me, cum for me, cum for me! Cuuuuuuuuuum fooooooooooooor meeeeeeeeeeee!!!”

She drew out her words in a silly, playful voice, dropping it significantly and making it sound like she was a far-off announcer at a sporting event. This might have made Erik laugh if he weren’t so close to cumming.

And if Izzy hadn’t chosen that exact moment to suck his cockhead, and only his cockhead, into her mouth, running her tongue over it like she was on a timer in a lollipop eating contest.

“Oh god… oh fuck…” he groaned, running a hand through her hair. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming! I’M CUMMING!!!”

Pleasure exploded through his body as the first couple shots of cum filled Izzy’s mouth. She sucked it down admirably, but soon popped her mouth off his cock, taking the next few shots across her face and pretty smile. She continued jerking his cock, coaxing out shot after shot, splattering down her neck and modest tits, before the flow slowed and she slurped out the last few drops.

Erik had never been with a girl who seemed to enjoy being so purposefully dirty as Izzy, and yet here she was, covering herself with his cum and seeming to get off on it the way she moaned and squealed.

When his cum finally stopped dripping, she sucked at the head one last time, then smiled up at him sweetly. “Wow, that was a lot of fucking cum! You really completely coated me… thanks, Daddy!”

The word took Erik aback, yet did something that made his cock twitch powerfully in her small hands. A dark, confused look might have crossed his face, as Izzy’s eyes soon went wide and looked properly embarrassed.

“Oops! Sorry, I actually didn’t mean to say that, but that sort of thing happens a lot, I think a thing and then say a thing ‘cause I’m usually just saying *everything* I think, it’s just that I was thinking about earlier when I said a guy as hot as you could give a girl Daddy issues… and it’s not like I think I have them or anything, not that I still don’t think you’re like ultra hot or anything like that for a guy your age, but the thought came out and there it is… seems like you enjoyed it, though, and I can totally pretend to have *all* the Daddy issues you want since I really like roleplaying and am good at it and all that, so I think it might be fun to play with with you, since you seem to like that so much. Yeah, I think I’m definitely gonna play with that. I could be wrong though, so I should probably apply the scientific method and test that, right… Daddy?” Izzy said, finally letting go of his cock and running her hands down her body, playing with the cum that trickled down her body.

Erik’s mind was reeling at her words, and utterly intoxicated by the sight of Izzy running her fingers through his cum, spreading it down her body playfully. Then, with a wicked grin, her fingers reached her pussy, and she playfully pushed some of his cum inside of her, making her gasp and smile up at him with that sweet, devilish little grin of hers.

He groaned at the sight, his cock twitching. “Fuck…”

Izzy grinned, then hopped to her feet. “I think I got my answer there… and what an answer! I’m gonna go clean up in your bathroom, but when I get back, we’re gonna really fuck around, alright, Daddy?”

Still reeling, Erik walked on unsteady feet toward his bed and sat down. “Whatever you say… fuck… you’re so goddamn sexy…”

“Thanks!” she replied, spinning around on her feet victoriously with her arms outstretched. “Don’t I know it!”

With excited speed, Izzy bounced and giggled and darted into his bathroom, soon accompanied by the sound of running water.

Collapsing back onto his bed, Erik ran a hand over his head and said, “What… the FUCK was that?”

He found himself on the borderline between exasperation and the laughter of the completely mad. This day was nothing he could have expected… Erik was a measured person, who led a normal, even *predictable* life. He never did anything like this, never even dreamed it possible, and all it took was a motormouthed and maybe slightly crazy eighteen-year-old with blue hair to get him to throw everything he knew about himself out the window in the name of some half-baked revenge plan. It was… well, it was unexpected, to say the least.

But was it all that bad? No… no, it certainly wasn’t that. If it was bad, he’d have kicked her out when he could have, or he’d be getting dressed now and making sure she did the same and that this was something that neither of them would ever speak of again.

He wasn’t doing that, nor would he. Izzy did something for him he never would have expected, and he certainly enjoyed. She may have been a little… intense, in her own particular way, but she was lively, and exciting, and interesting…

Life hadn’t been this interesting for him in some time. Nor this exciting, really. Erik shivered at the thought of her on her knees, covered in his cum, fingering it into her pussy… if he were a sane man, he knew that he would be worried about her doing that, but the way things were going, he was pretty well just rolling with the punches.

This was why he wasn’t surprised by the quick sound of padding footsteps as Izzy ran from the bathroom and jumped on the bed next to him, clean of cum and eager to kiss him deeply. Erik was happy to return the kiss, pulling the tight little minx into his arms, partly on top of him as she draped one of her legs over one of his and partly straddled him. Her kisses were swift and eager, her tongue darting in to taste him while she moaned and squealed high, excited sounds as he ran his strong hands over her body. He soon found one of his hands squeezing one of her tits, while his other hand was aggressively claiming her ass.

“Mmm, so you *really* like the whole Daddy thing, don’t you…?” Izzy proposed, looking down at his half-deflated cock as she said that, watching it twitch with some interest. “Guess that answers my question. Had an idea that that might work.”

“I didn’t,” Erik said with some dark amusement. “I didn’t know anything about you would work for me.”

Izzy giggled, sitting up on his leg and grinding her now rather wet pussy against him. “Oh, you’re such a goody-two-shoes you’d never think you’d ever share a bed with a little cumslut like me? I mean, it makes some sense, it’s not like I hang out where you hang out, or we have anything in common in any way, but that does make it a lot more fun, doesn’t it? You gotta leave your comfort zone, man! Stop just dating girls you think are like you, branch out, find yourself some real sluts who know how to have fun! Trust me, this town is so full of ‘em, just go looking for ‘em and I swear you’ll be just swimming in pussy…”

She began to rock her hips more rapidly, grinding her wet pussy against his thigh energetically so much that she had to bite her lip to hold back her pleased squeals.

Unable to take his eyes off her glistening cunt, Erik replied, “You… you really know how to paint a picture, Izzy…”

“Thanks, Daddy!” Izzy moaned, reaching up and squeezing her nipples as she began to grind even harder. “Some people say I talk too much, and I know they’re right, but I can be right too sometimes in all the words… fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck… I know you need a sec to get hard again so I’m just gonna keep doing this until I cum…”

Erik wasn’t quite as lost to lust as Izzy, looking down at his growing cock and knowing he would be ready pretty soon. Even if he could have spent a long time watching and feeling this sex-crazed, blue-haired eighteen-year-old grinding on him, he could feel the want for her growing inside of him to a point where he couldn’t be contained.

So, rather than wait on her, he thought he’d put his own skills to the test, reaching down and rubbing her clit.

Izzy’s eyes, which had been half-lidded since she started to approach her own orgasm, shot open as she looked down at him. Her mouth dropped open as a low, loud moan escaped her, and she began to rock her hips even harder.

“Ooh, Daddy… I like that, please, Daddy, keep going, keep going, I like that, I like it, yesyesyes, keep going, you’ll make me cum, gonna make me cum soon… gonna be messy and nasty… maybe messier than you, we’ll see, we’ll see, keep going, keep going, I like it, I like it…” she moaned, her eyes rolling back from pleasure.

“Good to know…” Erik replied, teasing his fingers over her clit with a little less pressure, before going back to rubbing her firmly. “Any requests?”

She laughed giddily. “Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A, Start!”

Rolling his eyes, he squeezed her clit and rubbed it firmly.

Izzy squealed, “Sorrynotsorryforthejoke!!! God, yes, Daddy, keep going, keep going, you’re gonna make me cum, make me cum, please make me cum, yesyesyesyes… FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!”

Erik knew he shouldn’t have been surprised that Izzy was vocal when fooling around, and loud when she came, but even still, the volume of her cry did startle him. Her face screwed up with effort, her entire body jolted as if touched by lightning while she screamed out of excitement and release. Her thighs clamped around his as she came, her pussy spasming and unleashing a large amount of fluid as she squirted on him.

Even in his surprise, he didn’t stop fingering her, however, something Izzy seemed to rather enjoy as she continued humping against his hand and thigh, another, smaller gush of fluid preceding her collapsing onto him, breathing heavily and trying to smother him with a million kisses.

He was all too happy to return her kisses, powered by her overwhelming lust, and giddy enthusiasm as she giggled against his lips.

“Ooh, that was fun, that was soooooo fucking fun, Daddy…” Izzy whispered, kissing him sweetly as she ground her soaked pussy against his leg.

“Agreed,” Erik replied, holding her close as the two of them made out.

While this was a comfortable position to stay in, kissing this sweet young thing as she continued to grind on him and rub her hands all over his body, soon he felt that insistent pressure against his cock again as her hands found it and soon squeezed him playfully.

“Mmmm, I think you know what time it is… because it’s *fucking* time!” Izzy declared, sitting up on his thigh and looking down at Erik with a giddy superiority, biting her lip as she looked down at his fully engorged cock. She ran her hands over it, mixing her juices and his precum together and lubing him up in a way that made him groan loudly.

“Yeah… it’s well past time we got around to that,” Erik growled, eyeing the bedstand to his right. “There’s condoms in that drawer.”

He prided himself in how prepared he was for a number of situations that might arise when he had a lady over, with a stash of condoms, lube, wipes, even a powerful bullet vibrator in case she needed a little extra attention. It was because of this pride that he was a little surprised by her next reaction.

Izzy laughed quickly, then put on a mock look of indignation as she put her hands on her hips. “And what kind of cumslut do you take me for?”

Erik was confused. “I’m sorry?”

She giggled, then swung her leg that had been between his legs over his hip, so she was now straddling him. His cock was only a few inches away from that sweet little cunt of hers, causing him no small amount of consternation.

However, lust has a way of overriding even the most level-headed of minds, and when Izzy leaned back down onto him, kissing him deeply and sandwiching his cock between the two of them, he found it a lot easier to avoid letting common sense take over. Izzy ground her soaked pussy lips over his shaft, grinding on him in an all-too-insistent way that made him groan with need while they made out.

Izzy continued this wet grind against his shaft, kissing his neck and nibbling at his ear as she continued. “Norman said some really mean things to me, and if I want this revenge to work, and I mean *really* work, Daddy, I need to make this fuck *nasty*, so, we’re not gonna wear any condoms… no… I’m gonna slide my pussy up to your thick cockhead, and push it in, and I’m not gonna stop until I got every inch of you deep inside of me and we’re fucking away like a coupla crazy people. And I’d so love for you to cum in me, but you also know how I feel about being covered in cum, so if you wanna pull out and do that, too, hey, you do whatever you wanna do…”

Erik groaned as she nibbled at his ear again.

She continued, slowing her words as much as she could so her voice came out almost sweet. “…but either way, doesn’t pushing that nice, big daddycock of yours into my tight, sweet little 18-year-old cunt, *bare*… doesn’t that sound like so much fun?”

Izzy finished this little speech of hers off by grabbing his cock and lining it up with her entrance, rubbing his cockhead over her wet lips. That she felt amazing was undeniable, as was the careful way that she was playing this. She wanted Erik to be the one to actually make the move and sink his cock into her, and he understood that if he was insistent enough, she wouldn’t have even the slightest problem with him grabbing one of his condoms and utterly going to town on her.

Even with his hands on her ass and her naked body pressed so lusciously against his, Erik knew he had his head together well enough that he could make this decision if he wanted to. He could still be sensible, *and* have fun, and do all sorts of dirty things with this naughty little minx.

He could…

Grinning darkly, Erik grabbed hold of Izzy’s ass and pulled her down, pushing his bare cock up against her pussy lips and splaying them around his erection.

Izzy squealed at the contact, arching her back as he continued to push his cock into her. “Yes, yes, yes, Daddy! I fucking knew it! I fucking knew you’d want to do this! I fucking knew you’d feel good! So thick! So hard! So fucking good! Give it to me! I want it, Daddy, I want it, give it to me, please, please, please, please, please give it to me!!!!!!!”

He could hardly deny her with a request like that, and once he felt his cockhead pop into her insanely tight pussy, he could hardly stop himself, either. She gripped him tightly, her pussy muscles rhythmically massaging his cock in a way that felt like she could pull him inside of her if she tried hard enough.

She didn’t have to try that hard, however, as Erik continued to pull Izzy down on his cock, burying inch after inch inside of her as new heights of pleasure found the man. The squealing, squirming little gamer girl was having the time of her life as the older man filled her cunt, her many, many words having abandoned her as she arched her hips, giving him the perfect angle of penetration.

Finally, when her hips met his and his cock completely filled her, she looked down at Erik proudly, smiling cutely and kissing him playfully on the lips. “Now, that, *Daddy*, is some nice fucking cock…”

She sat up on his lap, looking down with some pride. He had to join her in that look, as her pussy looked positively stuffed by his thick cock.

“I’m sooooooo fuuuuuuuuullll…” Izzy giggled, reaching down to flick her clit and then twitching all over at the contact. “Holy shit… okay, that was a lot, right there… my whole body’s all tingly… you should feel it, even though you can’t feel it, but look at my nipples, they’re, like, as hard as I think they’ve ever been! I think I could cut diamonds on them! Don’t my nipples look fucking sweet right now!”

“I think they look fucking sweet all the time,” Erik replied, his mouth watering as he took in her breasts. “But, they do look particularly delicious right now.”

Izzy laughed, long and hard, before replying, “Well, aren’t you so fucking sweet, too? This cock you’ve got, it’s splitting me open… not the biggest I’ve taken, but it’s still fucking big, and it’s really up there, and I can’t wait to start fucking you, so, I think I’m gonna do that now, alright, Daddy?”

Izzy didn’t wait to see if that was alright before she started bouncing up and down on Erik’s cock. He looked up at her with wide eyes, suddenly happy he’d already cum, because if he hadn’t had that head start, he would have certainly blown it all right here. With those tight, massaging cunt muscles still doing everything to pleasure him, Izzy bounced up and down on him like she was riding a particularly violent mechanical bull.

“Holy shit!” he exclaimed. “Holy shit… goddamn it, Izzy… how do you… how are you so good… FUCK!!!”

Izzy, for her part, laughed without breaking a stride, reaching back to make sure that Erik was still squeezing her ass while she rode him. “Practice makes perfect, and I get plenty of practice! So many guys and girls think I gotta be a loser because I’m a pasty gamer girl with blue hair and an infinite collection of graphic tees and I live off energy drinks and all that stuff, but I’m fucking hot, and I can pull guys in easy if I put my mind to it, and considering how often I’m horny, I’m putting my mind to it pretty often! Guys, girls, whoever suits me, and today you suit me… and I could see you suiting me pleeeeeeeeeenty more, a cock like that, a body like that, all those Daddy issues I can definitely learn to embrace… god, I could see us doing lots of terrible things together, Daddy…”

Without even thinking, Erik first squeezed her ass particularly hard, then reached back and spanked her. The sound echoed throughout the room, almost throwing off Izzy’s rhythm as she brutally rode him. At first, she looked down at him, her mouth dropped open in surprise, before that O shape of her mouth quickly turned into a broad smile and squeal of pleasure.

“YES, YES, DADDY! SPANK ME! SPANK ME LIKE YOUR SON WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO!!!” Izzy cried out, reaching up and squeezing her tits, pinching her nipples and crying out in ecstasy as he reached back and smacked her jiggling, riding ass again and again.

SMACK!

SMACK!

SMACK!

SMACK!

“Yeah? You fucking like that, huh?” he growled, spanking her again. “You’re really getting off on being fucked by me and knowing my son’ll never touch you?”

“God, yes!” she squealed. “He and all those other assholes out there all want to fuck me, but I won’t ever do it because they’re all assholes, but, sometimes they almost turn me off guys altogether, but then I realize I can turn that around and get some of that awesome sex that they’re not having, and when Norman’s such a dick, thinking he can win my favor by telling me to make him a sandwich while he calls me a bitch and says he’s fucked my mom, while I *know* I’ve fucked his dad, and can fuck his dad whenever I want to? Yeah, I fucking *love* that! God, yes, I fucking love this cock, Daddy, I love fucking you, and I wanna keep fucking you!”

Erik had never really known a girl like Izzy before, and he too was loving what she brought to his bedroom, though in a way he never could have expected. When he was with women, Erik knew he had skills, but he was usually respectful and friendly, focused on pleasuring him and making sure both of them had a good time.

With Izzy, though, it was different… she was bringing out a fire in him he’d almost forgotten he’d had. There was no love, no measured foreplay with her, just raw, sexual attraction and power as she fucked him into oblivion, turning him on more than any woman he could remember. Maybe Izzy was right, maybe he really had been looking for the wrong kind of woman in his life…

He’d really have to thank her for that revelation.

Quickly, Erik reached up and wrapped his strong arms around her, pulling Izzy to his chest and allowing him to roll over on top of her. As he expected, she squealed with delight with this change, and cried out in even louder pleasure as he began to fuck down into her with a force he never knew he had in him.

Grinning down at her, he fucked down into the tight gamer slut, pounding away at her as he claimed her mouth with his own. Izzy moaned against him, giggling and kissing him back playfully as she wrapped her arms and legs around him tightly.

“Yes, Daddy! Fucking yes, fuck me like that, harder, Daddy, fuck me harder! I’m close to cumming again on your big, fat, daddycock, give it to me, I want it, please, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me harder, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, I want it so bad!” she wailed, holding on tight as he pounded away at her.

“You’re gonna get it…” Erik grunted in response, holding her down as he fucked into her mercilessly, using her every bit as much as she said he could earlier.

For a brief moment, he realized that he barely recognized the man this girl had brought out in him. Excitement was hardly a word that had led his life, yet here he was, pinning down this tight teenager and pummeling her pussy with his cock, using her like she was his own personal sex toy while she urged him on to do all that and more. He was an animal, a beast, a fucking *monster* driven by sex and sex alone, and he had never felt better. It felt like all the constraints he had put on himself, all those societal pressures or beliefs that he had to live his life a certain way, melted away as he continued to rapidly fuck his cock in and out of Izzy’s clutching cunt.

Reason was gone. Temperance was gone. All there was was this fuck, and that desperate, animalistic need to make Izzy scream and fill her up with his cum.

Which, admittedly, was something that she built up to quickly.

“Come on, do it, do it, make me cum, make me fucking cum… I’m almost cumming, do it, do it, fucking do it, Daddy… I know you can, I want you to, do it, do it, do it,” Izzy intoned, her voice breathy and dark as she grit her teeth in anticipation of her own orgasm.

Erik wanted to reply, but couldn’t, instead staring down into her lively brown eyes. Soon the pleasure began to overwhelm even his animalistic drive, and he angled himself for that perfect penetration, seeking that ideal zone of release that both of them craved.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes, FUCK YES! FUCK YES! I’M CUMMING! I’M CUMMING, DADDY! FUCK! FILL ME UP, DADDY! I WANT IT SOOOOOOOO BAAAAAAAADDD!!!!!” Izzy wailed, locking her legs behind Erik’s ass as she gushed on his cock, her body tightening and jerking as she came hard and loud enough that he thought she had to be shaking the walls.

The feeling of her juices gushing around him combined with how tightly her pussy clamped down on him, it was all too much for Erik. Even a man as experienced as him was powerless to the charms and body of a tight-bodied eighteen-year-old like Izzy, and consequences be damned, he couldn’t help but bury deep inside of her and cum, hard. Even having cum once earlier, it felt like she had fully restored his cum supply, emptying an even larger load out of his balls as he fucked down into her.

As they both rode out their orgasms, the two of them slowed, catching their breath and kissing. Izzy smiled sweetly up at him, giggling softly as she kissed his neck and released her arms and legs from around him, running her hands down his chest in a shaky sense of awe.

Feeling like he had just run a marathon, which wasn’t really a bad metaphor for sex with Izzy, he thought, Erik pulled out of her and rolled over onto his back next to her. He took a certain manly pride to see her panting next to him, her pale skin flushed with exertion as her pussy looked positively ruined, her soaked lips engorged and stretched out as a river of cum ran down her ass.

Still catching his breath, he looked over at her and said, “That was… god… I don’t even know if I’ve got the right words for it… but that was fucking amazing… *beyond* amazing… I don’t know how I’ll ever be able to thank you…”

In a flash, Izzy rolled onto her side, showing off her naked body as she propped her head up on one hand and smiled at Erik broadly. “No, no, no, no, we’re not done yet… we’re not even close to done, yet…”

Still reeling from what might have been the best sex of his life, Erik’s eyes widened. “What?”

Izzy hopped up onto her knees in a hurry, bouncing on the bed next to him enthusiastically. “Yeah, Daddy, I’m still horny, and I want more sex, and, you know, I’m not even certain I got all the revenge I want yet… I want more revenge and I want you to give it to me, and I’m gonna get that, so, that’s how it’s gonna be!”

She crossed her arms under her modest breasts and pouted out her lower lip in a manner that, admittedly, sort of did it for Erik, but looking down at his wilting cock, he had to admit that he had certain limitations.

“It’s not like I don’t want to,” he explained. “I’m just going to need some time first before I’ll be ready for more…”

Erik waved down to his cock for emphasis, but Izzy only rolled her eyes at him.

“Oh, please, Daddy, I want what I want and I know you’re gonna give it to me… but if I have to do everything myself, fine, I’ll do everything myself… I’ll get you hard in no time,” she promised, adding another eyeroll before she leaned down and took hold of his cock, waggling it back and forth as she batted against her outstretched tongue.

The sight was one of the hottest things Erik had ever seen, but he doubted that even with her enthusiasm and skill that she’d be able to get him going again this quickly.

This didn’t stop Izzy. The petite, pale girl continued licking and sucking at his half-hard cock, taking as much of it into her mouth as possible as she tried to encourage him back to life, her fingers toying with his balls encouragingly as she looked up at him with those big, excitable eyes.

Her enthusiasm counted for a lot, but there was something in her eyes, that mix of enthusiasm and innocence and raw, overpowering lust, simultaneously as sweet as you could imagine and dirty as fuck, that worked its way into Erik’s psyche. Sooner than he would have expected, his cock hardened in her mouth, and it wasn’t long before she was gagging on his fully restored erection buried down her throat.

Choking slightly, Izzy pulled off and smiled sweetly, kissing his cockhead. “Told ya I’d get you hard again!”

She suckled on the head again, making Erik moan as he ran his hand through her hair and replied, “You were right…”

“I’m always right,” Izzy replied, getting on her knees next to him. “I mean, nobody’s right about everything all the time, and god knows I’m not one to talk about there, but when it comes to fucking, yeah, I know what I’m talking about… I’m as good as I think…”

Quickly, she pivoted 180 degrees on her knees, then straddled him again, squatting over his cock in reverse cowgirl as she reached down to line him up again. “…and I always get the high score.”

Izzy settled down on his cock easily, sliding every inch back inside of her before she began bouncing up and down on him again roughly.

“I wanna thank you for being able to keep up with me… I know I’m good, and everyone I’m with knows I’m good, but, they can’t always match up, a lotta guys crap out real fast or can’t get hard again when I need them to, so, mucho respect, Daddy, you’ve made this pretty fucking awesome. I kinda sorta almost want Norman to talk shit about me again so I have reason for more revenge!” Izzy laughed, looking over her shoulder as she expertly rode him.

Erik groaned, then laughed out loud. “With the anger issues that boy has, I find that pretty likely… I really want him to work on those, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want you to find an excuse to come by here again…”

Izzy practically cackled, arching her back as she laughed to the skies. “Bad Daddy! That’s so bad of you… but also the fucking best! God, please, squeeze my ass while I ride you… fuck… squeeze my ass, spank me… finger me…”

Erik almost balked at that suggestion from sheer surprise. The women he’d been with never had any interest in anything related to the ass, and while Izzy had thrown out the suggestion earlier casually in one of her many rambling rants, that she was mentioning it again here and now took him by surprise.

“…you really want me to finger your ass?” he grunted, grabbing hold of her hips and helping guide her as she roughly rode him.

“Oh, yeah, completely!” Izzy exclaimed as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “Want you to get a feeling of where your cock’s soon gonna be, right? Yeah, shove a finger up my ass, shove two fingers, I can take it, and it makes me cum eeeeeeeveeeeeeeeeennnnnn haaaaaaaarder!!!”

He looked down at her ass as it slammed down into his lap, the way her tight, round cheeks jiggled with each impact, the faint hint of her asshole as she parted her cheeks to slam down. These were uncharted waters… but everything about Izzy was new and exciting. Why not indulge?

And so, when she slammed down on top of him again, he grabbed her hips tightly and held her there.

“Daaaaaaddyyy!” Izzy playfully wailed, looking over her shoulder at him. “I wanna fuuuuuuuuck!”

“In a second,” Erik replied, firmly.

He reached down to squeeze her ass with both hands, massaging it and parting her cheeks to get a better look at her tight asshole. Knowing exactly what she was doing, Izzy leaned forward to give him a better view, showing off her pink, impossibly tight hole, winking it at him enticingly.

With a shaky hand, he stuck out his middle finger, teasing it against her hole and making Izzy moan and squeal some more. She began to rock against him, squeezing his cock with her pussy muscles while encouraging him to finger her.

“Come on, just do it! Push it into me, I can take it, I want it, Daddy, I want it hard, just push it in me, push-“

Before she could go on another long tirade about how much she loved anal, Erik pushed forward and buried his middle finger in her ass. It was a new sensation, tighter and hotter in many ways than her pussy, and undeniably exciting.

Izzy yelped in surprise, then sat up, “YEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS! THAT’S WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT, MOTHERFUCKERS!!!”

“You’ve got a tight ass…” Erik grunted, experimentally fucking his finger in and out of her.

“You have no idea…” Izzy replied, bouncing up and down on his cock a little less vigorously so he could more easily finger her asshole. “…but you will, pretty soon, too…”

She changed up her pace, using shorter, quicker strokes as she bounced up and down on his cock, her moans more lusty and deep as he fingered her ass in conjunction with her fucking. It was an impressive intensity from her, one where she was panting and finding words more difficult to come by, and even if her pace was considerably slower, there was a greater heat between the two of them. As she began to quiver and quake on his cock, she reached down with both hands to finger her clit.

Erik knew she was close to cumming, but that didn’t make him any less surprised when she began to tense up, her fingers flying over her clit before that first jolt slammed through her body. Rather than cry out in some indistinguishable fashion, she soon threw her hands in the air and yelled at the top of her lungs like she was trying to summon all the darkest demons of her body.

“MOOOOOOOORTALLLLL KOOOOOOOMBAAAATTTT!!!”

Holding onto her as she messily came on his cock, Erik had to admit, Izzy was thoroughly on brand.

It was another wet, shaky orgasm from Izzy, and soon she was coming down, giggling and laughing as she climbed off of his cock and finger and collapsed next to him. “Ooooh yes… sorry, I should’ve warned you, that happens sometimes too… been a while since that’s happened, but it still happens sometimes and, yeah… not apologizing or anything, but, just putting that out there.”

Erik chuckled. “I’m fine. Takes me back to my arcade days, honestly. One of the many ways you make me feel like a much younger man.”

Izzy laughed, then climbed next to him and kissed him. “Awwww, aren’t you the sweetest fucking guy! How the fuck did Norman turn out the way he did with a guy like you for a dad?”

He shrugged. “I have no fucking clue.”

She shrugged in agreement. “It happens sometimes. Some people just turn out dicks. But, you’re good people, and a way fun fuck. You can fuck my ass whenever you want now, I’m all kinds of ready for you.”

“Really?” Erik asked.

“Really,” Izzy replied, again in that tone that it should have been obvious for him. “Though if you got any lube, that’d be helpful.”

He grinned. “In that regard, I’m actually way ahead of you…”

Quickly, Erik crawled over to his nightstand and opened the drawer, sifting past his box of condoms to find the small bottle of KY that he kept on hand. With hands shaky from anticipation, he squeezed out a generous amount of the cold fluid and coated his cock with it. He was all too aware that his cock might never have been harder than it was in this moment, even feeling like he might have grown an extra half inch.

“I should make it clear,” he said, his voice uncharacteristically nervous in his ears. “I’ve never done this before… fucked a girl in the, well, in the ass… it’s not something I’ve never dreamed of, I mean, I’ve watched my share of pornography, but this was never something that I thought I’d actually get the chance to do. I thought that, you know, that’s the sort of things they only did in fantasies, and only pros did it, so, if I’m nervous… that’s why…”

“Don’t worry about it, Daddy…” Izzy said in her playfully sweet tone. “You’ll do fine…”

Erik turned to look at the girl on his bed. Izzy had rolled onto her stomach and propped herself up with her knees, giving herself the perfect definition of the “face down, ass up” position. As well as making her ass look amazing, this position also had the benefit of allowing her to reach back with both hands and spread her ass cheeks, better showing off her winking asshole to his suddenly hungry eyes.

Speechless for what felt like several minutes, he finally let out a low, “Wow.”

Izzy laughed. “I know, pretty fucking sweet, right?”

She flexed her ass cheeks for emphasis, spanking one cheek before spreading them again to better show off her tightest hole. “Come on, get behind me, slide that cock inside and fuck me silly! I can’t believe… I mean, I *can* believe while I can’t believe it… that I get to be your first, Daddy! This is gonna be so fun!”

Erik could think of greater words than “fun” to describe what he imagined it might feel like to be balls deep in Izzy’s tightest hole, but instead he silently crawled behind her. Trembling greatly, he climbed in close behind her, running his cock between her ass cheeks tentatively. Izzy giggled whenever his thick cockhead would pass over her hole, and soon let go of her cheeks to better allow him to get acquainted with her ass. She squeezed him playfully, encouragingly, keeping quiet to better let him get accustomed to what he was doing, before she pushed up onto her hands and knees to better allow herself to look at him over her shoulder.

“Come on, Daddy…” Izzy said, her voice playfully whiny and altogether seductive as fuck. “Push it in me! I want your cock in my ass noooooooooooooow!!!”

Something in her tone made him shudder in an altogether dark way, but it did accomplished its job, too. Now resolute, he grabbed his cock and lined his head up with her entrance, tentatively pressing it against her tight asshole.

Looking down at where she wanted him to shove his cock, he thought about the utter absurdity of it. It seemed absolutely impossible that a hole this small would be able to take him… a finger was one thing, but his cock, fuck, it was almost thicker than her wrist, there was no way, no fucking way this would work, right?

Izzy pressed back against him, and he could feel that, even with resistance, her tight hole opened for him ever so slightly. It was an interesting sensation, an all-consuming tightness that didn’t feel possible, embracing just the tip of his cock. It no longer felt impossible, though, and soon animalistic instinct took over. With her pushing against him, Erik pushed forward on his own, pressing his lubed-up cock against her tight little asshole with a fair bit of force.

At one moment, he was pushing against a seemingly insurmountable obstacle. The next, he found his cockhead popping inside of the tightest, hottest hole he had ever felt.

“YES! YES! FUCKING YES!” Izzy yelled, pounding her fists on the bed triumphantly. “Your cock’s so fucking big in my ass, Daddy! I want more, give me more!!!”

As impatient as she was energetic, Izzy wiggled her ass and pushed back against him, burying several more inches of his cock inside of her and treating Erik to pleasures that were thoroughly unexpected, and even more welcome. He’d never felt a tightness around his cock like Izzy’s ass, and found it instantly addictive. Holding onto her hips, he pulled her those last few inches, reveling in the sensation of having his cock buried in Izzy’s insanely tight ass.

And then, feeling particularly inspired, he slapped her ass.

She squealed, her hole tightening around his cock and making him groan.

“Enough foreplay… I want you to fuck my ass, and now that I’ve got you all the way in, you’re gonna do it, even if I have to do it for you, alright, Daddy?” Izzy said sweetly, looking over her shoulder with a devilish grin.

He wasn’t sure what she meant by that, but didn’t have to linger on it long. He was so horny at this point, he doubted there was anything that could stop him as he fucked Izzy’s asshole. Holding onto her for dear life, he pulled his cock almost all the way out of her, then rammed it back home, causing both of them to vocalize pleasurably.

While it may have taken a moment of getting used to, now that he was in her ass, he was certain he’d never wanted anything more in his life. Gripping her hips tightly, he soon established a rhythm, roughly fucking in and out of her clutching ass while she squealed and moaned.

“YES, YES, YES, DADDY! FUCK MY ASS! FUCK MY SLUTTY LITTLE ASS! GIVE IT TO YOUR TIGHT LITTLE CUMSLUT! GIVE IT TO ME, I WANT IT, DADDY, I WANT IT!!!” Izzy cried out, reaching between her legs with one hand to finger her dripping cunt.

“How did you do this to me?” Erik grunted, not once breaking pace as he pounded in and out of Izzy’s ass. “I keep a level head… I never do anything impulsive, and then you show up here… you want revenge on my son, and you seduce me… weird fucking plan, by the way… you do this, and you’re the best fucking sex I’ve ever had… how the fuck did you do this to me?”

She laughed cockily, looking over her shoulder at him and smiling that roguish grin again, a look that was completely counter to her panting, cutesy voice. “Duh, Daddy! It’s ‘cause I’m the best there is at what I do… and you’re close to being the best at what you do, I’ll grant… you fuck my ass sooooooooo gooooooood…”

Izzy kept fucking back against him, squeezing his cock with her tight hole. While Erik may now have been more beast than man, driven by a primal need for pleasure and release, he couldn’t help but smile a little at her words. This girl had clearly had a lot of sex, and if he was impressing her, well, that certainly didn’t hurt his ego, either…

Never in his life would he have imagined sexual perfection to look like this girl. If he’d just seen her while picking Norman up at school, he would have thought that she was just another little oddball freak, but here and now, she was easily the sexiest woman he had ever met. He was realistic in knowing there was absolutely no real future with Izzy Barnes, but hooking up with her occasionally, well, that still held certain appeals…

“God… fuck…” he grunted, uncertain and feeling that certain pressure building again. “How are you doing?”

“Good… really fucking good…” Izzy laughed, fingering herself harder. “Better soon… can you hold out? Just a little teensy weensy bit longer? I really wanna cum before you do… and if you let me know when you’re ready, you can cum wherever you want on me…”

“Deal…” Erik grunted, altering his pace just enough to make sure he wouldn’t cum quite so soon, but still giving it to Izzy hard.

The tight little gamer girl fingered herself harder in response, her eyes rolling back as she continued to masturbate through his brutal anal fucking. Playfully, she opened her mouth with her tongue out, crossing her eyes in a way that at once confused Erik and drove him wild, forcing him to fuck her harder. Her moans grew to a higher pitch, her tone practically squeaky now as she demanded he give it to her harder and harder.

Erik gave her his best, and that seemed to be good enough, for it wasn’t long before Izzy was gushing against him once more, crying out and cursing and squirting against his thighs, her asshole tightening around his cock so hard he briefly feared she might hurt him, but found only pleasure instead.

When Izzy calmed, partially collapsing to the bed while he continued to drive into her ass, she said, “You can cum whenever… however… wherever… I’ll take it… I want it… just… fuuuuuuuuuuuuck…”

This was music to Erik’s ears. He had been close for a while now, and this was everything he needed. With a particular image that seemed enticing, he soon pulled out of her ass and flipped her over onto her back, jacking his cock rapidly until he could take it no more. Groaning loudly, he came again, the first shot arcing across her stomach and breasts before splattering on her neck, soon to be followed by the next couple shots. He shuffled on his knees beside her, coming closer to her face and spraying the last couple shots on her cheeks and smile, getting more laughs from Izzy before he finally felt like collapsing.

Before he could, she quickly took his cock into her mouth, sucking the head before exclaiming, “Thanks! We taste good!”

“Uh huh…” he panted, collapsing next to her on the bed, eager to finally catch his breath.

The two of them lay there in some silence, Erik breathing heavily, Izzy giggling and playing with the cum on her chest and looking painfully sexy to his eyes. If he thought he could take it, he would have jumped her again right there, but even on a day as pornographic as this, sometimes a bit of a break was needed.

“Well, that was the best, right there… I never knew revenge could taste so good and be so much fun and kick so much ass, while I’m getting it in the ass!” she laughed. “I’m looking forward to the next time I need to take revenge on Norman if it means I can get it like that…”

“Me too…” Erik laughed, thinking fondly on how his day had improved immensely since looking at that wrecked TV.

The thought hit him quickly, and before he could weight all the pros and cons, he decided to ask, “So, this might sound random as hell, but I know you’re a gamer… are you a PC elitist, or do you play consoles, too?”

“I dabble. I like to dabble. Why fight when you can be nondenominational and have aaaaaaaaallllllllllllll the fun. Why?” Izzy asked, smiling through his cum in chipper curiosity.

“Well,” Erik replied, taking a breath. “Norman tends to wreck his systems and TVs in temper tantrums whenever he’s losing (which seems to be a lot) because, so far, I’ve always replaced them, and he knows he can get away with it. He’s got a TV in his room that’s a lost cause, now, but a PS5 that’s only a few weeks old that he hasn’t managed to destroy yet. Multiple controllers, big stack of games… I’d hate to see that kind of investment wrecked, so, if you want it, it’s yours.”

Izzy’s eyes went wide, her smile turning from a playful one to a broad, genuinely gracious look. “Really?”

“Really,” he replied, grinning.

“Yay!” she exclaimed. “I’d hug and kiss you and all that, but I’m covered in your cum and I know how awkward guys can get with that, but, holy crap, that’s the best! You’re the best Daddy ever!!! Wow!”

Quickly, Izzy hopped out of bed, looking luscious and dirty and cute at once as she bounced on her feet. “How ‘bout we take a shower, long and hot and all that good stuff, and I’ll get clean again so we can get dirty again and maybe even get dirty in the shower because I gotta thank you properly, Daddy, and because I dunno about you but I don’t feel revenged out yet today and could totally use a couple hours more… maybe a few hours more… maybe more than that, because I can get really fucking dirty and I think you can get really fucking dirty and maybe we should get dirty together, but, like, after you fuck me in the shower for a while, huh? How does that sound?”

A lot of thoughts went through Erik’s mind in this moment, wondering if he was capable of keeping up with this hyperactive little slut. This, however, was something he also knew that might also be out of control, as his body had ideas of its own.

Feeling life return to his cock with startling speed, Erik eyed the well-fucked and thoroughly ecstatic little gamer girl and replied, “Hell yeah.”