be my daddy
older!keegan p. russ x virgin!reader
GENRE → smut.
SYNOPSIS → keegan's your older, mean ex-marine neighbor, who takes a liking to the pretty little thing next door - you.
TAGS/WARNINGS → age gap (18 & 32), corruption kink, virgin!reader, fingering, dirty talking, pussy & ass eating, dom!keegan, degrading, squirting, some praise, cock sucking, nipple sucking, creampie, manhandling.
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the neighborhood that keegan lived in wasn't exactly the most inviting. so, when he caught a glimpse of a moving truck unloading furniture into the home across from his, he was intrigued. it was a gloomy afternoon, and he had decided it was the perfect time for a smoke break. he sat on his porch, lighting up a cigarette and taking a hit. keegan had lived in the neighborhood for years, the only people he really saw were drug dealers and people that would come and go. being a 32 year old ex-marine, he didn't have much friends in the neighborhood, and he preferred it that way. most of his neighbors would describe him as an asshole, but he didn't give a fuck about them anyways. he took another hit, watching the street, and noting a few cars that would pass by here and there.
the sound of footsteps caught his attention, as he turned his head to see a young, teenage girl. his breath hitched as soon as he caught sight of you - the prettiest, young thing he'd ever seen. he couldn't believe it - you were fucking gorgeous. he'd seen his fair share of women, but you were different. keegan was good at reading people, and he could tell that a pretty young thing like you was innocent. he wanted to take it away from you. he let out a puff of smoke, his eyes narrowing. his voice was deep and low, almost like a rumble. "hey, kid. c'mere," he commanded lowly, making a 'come here' gesture with his middle and ring finger.
you looked over at him, taking in the sight of this male who was calling out to you. and without thinking, you walked up to his house, past the mailbox and standing right at the small stairs. he leaned back on the chair, an arm crossed over his chest as he took another slow hit, the smoke curling around in the air. you noted that both of his arms had a sleeve of tattoos on them, both consisting of skulls, knives and other things related. his eyes were narrowed and intense, piercing blue eyes scanning you up and down. he licked his lips at the sight of you in that pleated pink miniskirt, and a lacey white top. the backpack slung over your shoulder made him question your age, however. "why the fuck are you dressed like that in weather like this?" he scoffed slightly, enjoying the way you squirmed. "i don't really see the issue," you replied, your voice a stark contrast to his rough one. he scratched at his jaw, the black stubble that was there making you wonder how old he was. "it's fuckin' freezing out here, kid. n' what's a pretty little thing like you doin' out here alone?" he mused, a faint smirk appeared on his lips. "just walking home from school," you said, fiddling with the straps on your backpack. "you a highschooler?" he tilted his head, examining you. "mhm. a senior."
"so you're eighteen?" he said with interest, resting his elbows on his knees. when you nodded, he let out a low chuckle. the unsuspecting look in your eyes immediately told him that you were naive, no smart person would've let him know that much information. "you've got no idea, do ya?" he said, making you tilt your head in confusion. before you could speak, he exhaled out a puff of smoke, letting the cigarette fall to the ground as he extinguished it with the front of his boot. "so you're a lil highschool girl, walking around a neighborhood like this with your tits and ass all on display." he said, his tone taking on a more aggressive and confrontational approach. he liked to make fun of you, knowing full well that he'd give anything just to get a squeeze of those perfect tits, or to get a taste of your ass. you weren't used to people talking like this, so you froze up, not knowing what to make of his interpretation of you. "that's not what i..." you replied, trying to find it within you to defend yourself, but you couldn't seem to find your words as he antagonized you. "it's what it looks like. your daddy let you walk around like that, huh?" he said, standing up and leaning over the porch railing. the black shirt clung to his muscular body, a bicep vein bulging out as he watched your every move. "i guess? i don't... why are you...?" you tried to make sense of it, why he kept questioning you. some part of keegan enjoyed the look of discomfort on your face, letting a low chuckle escape his lips. "i'm just wonderin', sweet thing. there's a lot of men out there who'd love to bring you to their place and take you. gotta be careful." he warned, the railing creaking under his weight as he adjusted himself, trying to hide how his dick was starting to get hard. you nodded, he was looking out for you after all. "thank you, mister. i don't think i caught your name..."
"it's keegan. don't ever call me that shit though. you'll address me as 'sir', you got that, sweetheart? or maybe you need me to bury that in your little head?" the way your eyes widened and the way you shook your head was both amusing and cute to him. "no sir, I think i've got it." he nodded, tilting his head towards your house. "your parents waiting at home for ya?"
"no sir, they're at work." you said, not meeting his eyes. he started to walk down the steps, lifting your chin up to look at him. "look at me, pretty girl." he said, an unknown emotion flickering in his eyes when you looked up at him. "maybe you should stay with me. it's not safe being alone, is it?" his grip tightened ever so slightly, but you were too busy trying to calm your racing heart. "i don't wanna be a bother," you hesitated, watching as he pulled his hand away and walked back up the steps. you could make out the faint imprint of something in his jeans, and he turned around to face you. "don't stand there n' stare at me, get your ass over here." you walked up the steps, your skirt riding up momentarily, and before you knew it, you were alone with him.
the inside of his house was much nicer than the outside. it has its own modern and dark look. the wood floors creaked under his boots, as he took steps into his kitchen, letting you sit down at the island counter. he poured himself a glass of whiskey, watching you with interest. part of him couldn't believe how easy it was to get you alone with him. "so do you just let anyone into your house?" your plump lips stretched into a small smile, his eyes flickering to your mouth, imagining what it'd be like to fuck your throat. "no, i don't. but you seem dumb enough for me to almost feel bad for ya," he said, taking a sip of his whiskey, smirking when he watched your face fall slightly. "i'm just playin', princess." he reassured. you couldn't help but smile, turning your head away to notice a deer head mounted on the wall in the living room. "is that real?" you asked, and he had to lean over the counter to see what you were looking at. "that? fuck yeah it is, caught it myself."
"so you're a hunter?" you asked, turning your head back to look at him, only to find him already looking at you. "sure am. been doin' it ever since i got outta the military." god, he couldn't help himself, the thought of hunting you down sounded so fucking appealing, his dick twitching in his jeans at the thought. a flicker of interest was apparent in your eyes, and he knew you were going to ask about his experience in that field. "joined when i was twenty, then after i did my time, i moved here n' started hunting. this area has the best woods for hunting. maybe i shoulda brought you out there." he said, taking on a more predatory tone. "for what? are you going to dress me up as a bunny and chase me?" you teased, laughing at the thought, without knowing what was going on in his head. he set down his glass, rounding the counter to come over to where you were sitting. your skirt hiked up your thick thighs, and he leaned his weight onto your thigh, looking at you intensely. "don't tempt me." he added, before pulling away. he took your hand, helping you off the stool and placing his hand on your lower back, guiding you over to his living room. as he sat you down on the couch, he let his legs spread wide as he slumped back into the soft leather. "you're something else... you know that?" he asked, turning to look at you. your lips parted as if you were going to say something, but you let him continue. "other girls your age...they're fuckin' eager to explore themselves n' go around, have sex with just about any guy. same for the guys. but you," he laughed to himself, which sounded mocking. "you look like you don't even know what sex is. but your body looks like it's made for me. you ever gotten fucked before?" he studied you, gauging out your reaction.
your eyes widened from his vulgar language, feeling your skin flush from how crude he was being. "sir...that's not-" before you could finish, he grabbed a fistful of your hair, yanking your head back roughly. "i asked you a fuckin question," he said threateningly, his eyes narrowing at you. "i haven't," you admitted, pressing your thighs together. his eyes darted down to your thighs, and a smirk appeared on his face. "you dirty little girl. don't tell me this is turning you on?" when you didn't reply, he chuckled, his grip tightening. "you're disgusting. you like getting manhandled by grown men? is that it? you should be scared, not trying to cover up how wet your pussy's gettin' f'me." he taunted, leaning in closer. you let out a soft whimper, feeling your body growing hotter from his degrading words. you hadn't ever felt like this before, and you didn't expect yourself to enjoy having someone talk to you with so much disdain. "open your mouth," he commanded, spitting into the open cavity. he forced your mouth open again, using his thumb to spread around the saliva in your mouth. "good. you're gonna need all the spit you can get," he said lowly, releasing your hair. he reached down, and your gaze flickered to his thighs, leading up to his crotch where a prominent bulge formed in his jeans. "have you sucked dick before?" he looked at you, unbuckling his belt. "no sir," you bit your lip nervously as you watched his large hands slipping the leather out from the loops. "c'mere," he pulled you closer, tossing a throw pillow onto the ground onto the floor. "kneel down on this, wouldn't wanna bruise your little knees." you sunk onto your knees, your weight resting onto the soft pillow that was enough to cushion your knees from the hard floor. he took your hands, guiding them up his thighs and to his unbuttoned and unzipped jeans. you took it as a sign to pull them down, all the way to his ankles. he freed his own cock from his boxers - thick and veiny, the pink tip leaking pre-cum. he pulled you closer, his hand on the back of your head while you pulled his boxers down to his ankles. he took his cock, rubbing the tip against your plump lips. he let out a small groan, watching as you opened your mouth. "that's it, baby, use your tongue." his eyes crinkled at the corner, his lips parted as he felt your wet and warm tongue wrapping itself around his tip, your tongue running along the head and teasing him. he knew it was your first time, so he knew he had to hold back from fucking your throat raw. you started to take him into your mouth, your head bobbing up and down slowly, as you adjusted to the feeling of his cock in your mouth, throbbing and warm. you let out small grunts as he started to thrust up into your mouth, his breathing heavy and uneven. "fuck," he muttered lowly, panting as you started to quicken your pace, your head bobbing up and down. your mouth soaked his cock, and you started to find your own pace, your hand reaching up to grip the base, preparing yourself to deepthroat him. he let out a deep groan when you finally did, his tip deep in your throat as you swallowed down his cock. he let out a big shuddering gasp, "oh fuck, keep doing that." he held your head in place, moaning as he thrusted into your mouth, your saliva dribbling down his length and onto his balls.
"you like sucking cock, don't'cha? you like having me use your mouth?" he taunted, gritting his teeth as you hollowed your cheeks and sucked him up deliciously. he knew he was gonna cum soon, and he wasn't gonna hold back. he started to fuck your mouth, watching as your eyes watered from the pressure, and you held back a choke as his tip hit the back of your throat. your hands were on his thighs, squeezing them as his eyes rolled back, emptying himself into your mouth. "shit..." he hissed, pulling your head off. small strings of saliva and cum attached your lips to the pink tip of his cock, and you eagerly licked your own lips, swallowing his cum. he groaned as you licked him clean, his hand tangling in your hair. "atta girl." he stood up abruptly, kicking his pants and boxers off that were gathered around his ankles, forcing you up to your feet.
"i'm gonna eat that sweet little pussy of yours," he grabbed you and forced you into his room, laying you down on your back. he got rid of his own shirt, his muscular body on display. you caught glimpses of even more tattoos on him, but you weren't able to stare for long as he had pulled your top off. "been dyin' to see what's under your clothes," he said, pulling your skirt down. he wasted no time undressing you, unclipping your bra and letting it fall to the floor. his mouth watered at the sight of your bare tits, and he took one nipple into his mouth, while his thumb flicked over the other one. you let out a gasp, the pleasure on your sensitive nipples causing your back to arch. his tongue swirled around your puffy nipple, eyes fluttering closed as he sucked on your tit hungrily, his hand grabbing a hold of the other. he pulled back, taking the other nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. you moaned and writhed beneath him, feeling his tip poke at your clothed pussy. his thumb and forefinger rolled and pulled on your nipple, while his mouth was latching onto your nipple. he pulled back, teasing your nipples with his tongue, loving the sound of your whimpers and moans. he kissed your neck, trailing hot and wet kisses down your body, until he reached your pussy. he pulled the lacey fabric down, exposing your shaven wet pussy to him. he licked his lips, spreading your puffy lips open to get a good look at your glistening folds. "fuck," he let out a low groan, his tongue running up your slit and to your clit. you gasped, watching as he spread your pussy open, lapping at it hungrily. the rough stubble tickled the skin on your inner thigh, your juices coating his mouth and chin. he groaned as he tasted your sweet little pussy, his tongue swirling around your little clit.
he fucking loved the way you moaned, the way your hand reached down to tug at his hair. he loved how your thick, warm thighs would squeeze his head while he lapped at your gushing, virgin pussy. the look of pure bliss on your face was enough to make him cum again, but he wanted more. "get on all fours, right fucking now." his tone of urgency made you listen - and so you flipped over, your pussy sticky and gushy from cumming. you felt his hand push your head down into the mattress, and a finger running along your pussy hole. he removed his hand from your head, using his big veiny hands to spread open your ass, your little hole all puckered. now, keegan hadn't ever felt the urge to eat ass or see why people did - but yours was too fucking perfect for him not to. he leaned in, his stubble tickling your skin as his mouth latched onto your asshole, making you cry out of surprise. his tongue swirled, flicked, and fucked your tight ass, his fingers reaching down to rub your aching clit. and soon enough, you were moaning and begging him for more. "that feels so good sir!" you cried out beneath him, and he smirked while dragging his mouth down back to where your pussy was. "i know baby, keep takin' it like the dirty little girl you are."
he kept on devouring your pussy, until your eyes were rolled back, and your toes were curled, and your hips were lifting off the bed. he loved being the first to do this to you, to corrupt your innocence. you were all his. he laid you back down on your back, laying next to you and wrapping an arm around your shoulders. he kissed you, sensually while his hand made its way down your body, to your seeping pussy. "have ya ever fingered yourself?" he whispered into the kiss, his voice low and smooth. you shook your head no, a small gasp filling his mouth as his thumb found your clit. his ring and middle finger circled around your entrance, and he found it hard to restrain himself as he knew he couldn't be too rough with you, yet. your brows furrowed, your hips lifting slightly as his index finger slid into you, curling up into your pussy. "mmh, feels weird, sir.." you whimpered, not used to having something inside of you. his fingers were much larger and longer than yours in comparison, and he liked that. "my fingers the only fuckin' thing that's ever been inside ya? seems like it, you're squirmin' around from one finger," he smirked, starting to finger your pussy slowly. the feeling of his thumb on your clit made your whimpers turn into soft moans, and he had slipped in another finger without you realizing. his pace started to increase, his other hand rubbing your clit steadily while his fingers moved in and out of you, curling up to hit that sweet gummy spot inside you. you couldn't stop the moans from spilling out, your hips pushing up into his hand. "dirty fuckin' bitch, look atcha, leaking all over my fucking fingers." you moaned again and again, tears forming in your eyes. you felt like you were gonna cum again, but something felt off, it felt like you were about to piss. your tight little pussy squeezed his fingers, making him lean down and kiss your neck. "feels like....i'm gonna pee," you warned, but he didn't give a single fuck. he gave a slap to your pussy, making you let out a small squeak. "a squirter, huh? let's see..." he licked his lips, increasing his pace until he was roughly finger fucking you. he rubbed your clit furiously, making you squirm and cream all over his fingers, and then his eyes widened when you started to squirt all over his fucking fingers, the sound of his fingers pounding into your tight young pussy made him leak cum against your back. you were panting heavily, as he yanked his fingers out of your pussy, and stuffed them into his mouth.
with force he pushed you onto your back, positioning himself in between your legs. he spanked your puffy lips with his meaty cock, eyes flickering with amusement as you squirmed from the sensation on your clit. "i can't...take anymore," you whimpered, squeezing the bed sheets. he roughly grabbed your face, his cock poking through your folds. "you fuckin will, i'll make this pussy mine even if it fuckin' breaks ya," he seethed, slowly sinking his cock inside of you. he let out a small grunt, feeling your virgin pussy stretching open from how big his cock was. you started to gasp and writhe, and he slowed down just a little bit. "fuck, you're fuckin' tight, ain't'cha?"
your head rolled to the side, trying to fit his dick into your young little pussy, and you let out small gasps and grunts. "please sir..." he grabbed a hold of one of your tits, slapping it and squeezing. "please what? look how your pussy's droolin' all over my cock, you're so fuckin' dirty, you know that?" he pushed your legs up to your chest, squeezing your thighs until your pussy finally sucked him in. he let out a low groan, starting to fuck you slowly and passionately. "sir, i feel so full!" you cried out, tearing up while his cock filled up your pussy. "please, don't stop," you moaned, looking up at him as he planted his hands on either side of you, rutting into your pussy, a groan leaving his mouth as he felt you squeeze around him. with a sudden movement, he grabbed you by the throat, and started pounding into you mercilessly, making you scream and shake under. "that's it baby, take my fuckin' cock, you like getting fucked by an older man, huh?" he smacked your tit, fingers digging into your throat. "i could be your fuckin' daddy, say it, say im your daddy," he planted his cock deep inside of you, his tip itching that gummy spot inside you, that spot that made you go completely dumb. "y-you're my daddy," tears leaked down your face from pure bliss, as he continued to stuff you full of his cock. "good fuckin' girl, fuck, you're gonna make me cum, princess." he was an animal, pounding into you so hard that you wondered if you were actually going to break, his mouth was latched onto your nipple, sucking hard while he buried himself inside of you.
he groaned, flipping you onto your stomach. he spread your legs roughly, his cock finding it's place inside you again. he grabbed a fistful of your hair, yanking your head back to look him in the eyes. he slapped and groped your tits again, feeling your pussy flutter around his cock. he smacked your ass hard, grabbing a cheek as he pounded into you, a mixture of your cum and juices making strings of cum stick to him. the room was filled with the sounds of your pussy sucking in his cock, squeezing around him until you were a mess, crying hard as you reached your third orgasm, cumming all over his cock. "makin' a mess all over me, don't worry, i'll make ya clean it up." he hissed, fucking you twice as hard as his cock throbbed inside of you, eyes rolling back while filling your pussy up with his cum. he pulled out, slapping his cum-coated cock onto your weeping pussy. you cried out, trying to close your legs. "open your mouth, you dirty bitch," he crawled up to you, shoving his cock into your mouth. his eyes rolled back again as you sucked his cock clean, and he pulled out, roughly holding your face. "if i catch you walkin' around like a little fuckin bimbo again, best believe i'll fuck you so hard ya won't even be able to walk." he released your face, stepping back to find his clothes. "yes sir," you replied weakly, sitting up and feeling sticky. he smirked at that, stopping you from leaving his room. "bathroom's right there, go on, take a shower n' i'll get you your clothes." he leaned down, and kissed your lips again, his hands running up your body. "my pretty little girl. you're mine to fuck, to break, to do anything with anytime i please."
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authors note: sorry I've been gone a while :( i've always loved cod men but i haven't been confident enough to really write about them, so yeahhh... more of them will be coming soon. and I'm sorry but I had to delete my old posts, I just don't like those characters and now I'm starting to lean towards characters that I actually like. (ghostface, Keegan, ghost, könig, so much more...)