This poem is called Being Married

Being married to Becca was great . We were best friends , liked so many of the same things , food , music , movies . I couldn’t ask for more . But , you know how it goes . After a few years , things got kind of predictable . Most nights we would just kiss goodnight and go to sleep . Sex was routine , and increasingly infrequent . I was a little troubled by it , and I knew Becca was too , but I didn’t know what to do about it . Then one night Becca lost patience .
We have to do something , she said .
Like what ? I answered .
I don’t know , she said . But something . We can’t go on like this . We’re two smart people and we love each other . Let’s both think hard and come back with our best ideas , ok ?
Ok , I said . What else could I say ? And I did think about it . Maybe a nice vacation , I thought . Somewhere romantic . Dinner at her favorite restaurant . Or , um … I have to admit , I didn’t come up with much . Becca was always the creative one . The next day she showed me just how creative .
After work I picked up some flowers . I was embarrassed to think how long it had been since I had bought Becca flowers . What was wrong with me . I admit I felt a little proud for thinking of it . I hoped Becca would be pleased .
Becca ! I called as I opened the door , eager to show her my gift . But there was no answer . Where could she be ? She always got home before me . Did she stop at her mother’s ? She would usually tell me if she was planning to visit . I hoped there hadn’t been an accident . Distracted , I found a vase and put the flowers in some water . I wondered if I should order out for some dinner . Where was Becca ?
An hour went by , then two . I was half worried , half angry . Was this related to our conversation the night before ? Was she trying to punish me ? I was sure she wasn’t out running around , not Becca . Was she ? I didn’t know what to think . Finally the door banged open .
I’m home ! she called .
Where have you … I began , but when I saw her I stopped and my mouth fell open . Becca wasn’t wearing the suit she usually wore to work . Instead she wore a plaid skirt , knee socks and saddle shoes , with a white blouse that would have been pretty conservative if it wasn’t much too tight . Her hair was in two pigtails . I had never seen her like this . She looked like a schoolgirl .
I was worried , I said .
I’m sorry, Daddy , she replied . Daddy ? What ? She looked up at me from under her eyelashes .
Please don’t be mad , Daddy , she said . I just lost track of time . We were having so much fun ! You’re not going to spank me again , are you ? Spank her ? What ? I just stood there , feeling stupid , my mouth still hanging open like a fish gasping for air . Becca walked over to me and put her arms around me .
I’m really sorry , Daddy , she said . She pushed her body against me , and I felt her breasts pressing against my chest . I couldn’t help responding , and my trousers grew tight . Becca kissed my neck and she murmured into my ear .
I know you have to punish me for being so bad , but please don’t spank me too hard , ok , Daddy ? She said .
OK , I whispered , dumbfounded . She pulled away .
Do you want to do it on the couch again ? she asked . I looked at the couch and back at her .
Um , Ok , I said . She looked at me .
Well you have to sit down first , silly ! I moved to the couch and sat down in the middle . Becca came and lay across my lap . She flipped up the back of her skirt , showing me her bare bottom .
I’m sorry I don’t have any panties on , Daddy , she said . Something happened to them . I rested my hand on her lovely bare bottom .
Um , what happened to them ? I asked .
Well , Pamela’s brother Ben was playing with us and we were sort of wrestlingb, and I guess somehow his thing came out of his pants . He was rubbing up against me down there . I know I should have made him stop , but it felt so good !
It did ?
Mmhm . And then he got his stuff all over my panties so I thought I better take them off . Are you going to spank me now ? She asked . I blinked and raised a hand , bringing it down on her bottom . She giggled .
Daddy ! Usually you’re so strong ! I raised my hand and brought it down harder . Smack! It was oddly satisfying .
Oh , Daddy ! Becca said . I smacked her again , and a again .
You let Ben rub his cock on you ? I asked , trying to find my part .
Yes , Daddy . I’m sorry . I know I promised not to do it anymore , but it feels so good ! I told him he could just rub it on my bottom , but he wanted to rub it on my kitty too . Smack !
And you let him ? Smack .
Just a little , Daddy . It was so nice and hard . I didn’t know he was going to make his mess all over me . Smack !
Oh , Daddy , I bet you’re making my bottom all red ! I smacked her a couple of more times . Her ass cheeks were turning pretty red . I was beginning to enjoy this .
Well , you have been a very naughty girl , I said .
I know , Daddy . I’m really sorry . I just get so horny sometimes and I don’t know what to do .
SMACK ! SMACK ! SMACK !
What happens when you get horny ? I asked , smacking her butt a couple more times . She squirmed on my lap , and my hardening dick pressed against her belly .
Well , she said . First my titties get kind of swollen , and my little nipples get hard . Sometimes they stick out through my blouse , especially if I forget to wear a bra . I smacked her ass again , enjoying the mental image .
And then ? She squirmed some more .
Well , then I get kind of wet and tingly ’down there ,’ and it’s really hard not to touch myself .
Down there ? You mean in your pussy ?
Yes, Daddy . But I thought that was a bad word .
Well , you’re a bad girl and bad girls use bad words . So then what ?
Well , sometimes I put my fingers in my , in my pussy , and I rub it until it feels better . But I try not to ! I really try , Daddy !
What happens then ?
Oh , if I’m really horny and I don’t touch myself , sometimes I get a little crazy . I start rubbing up against my chair , or , or just about anything ! She was moving back and forth against me now .
Are you horny now ?
Oh , yes , Daddy ! Ever so much !
What’s making you so horny ?
It’s your hard dick , Daddy ! I can feel it under my tummy . It feels sooo nice ! She moved back and forth some more . My hand still rested on her bare ass , and I moved it lower , Tess opened her legs and I slipped my fingers between them . She was sopping wet .
You are horny , aren’t you ? I said .
Oh , yes , Daddy ! Becca said , pushing herself back against my hand . I slipped my fingers inside her .
Oh , Daddy , that feels so good ! she cried . I moved my fingers in and out some more .
Oh , Daddy , thank you for spanking me , she said . Are you going to punish me like you did before ?
Hmm . I replied . Remind me .
You said there was only one thing a bad girl like me would understand , said Becca .
And what was that ?
It was a bad word , Daddy !
It’s ok , you can tell me .
You said that I needed a good fucking !
I see , I said , slipping my fingers in and out of her wet dripping pussy some more . And do you need a good fucking now ?
Oh , yes , Daddy !
I rolled her to one side and slipped out from under her , then pushed her and turned her until he was on her knees with her head down on the couch . I undressed and knelt beshind her .
You have been a very naughty girl and you need to be punished , I said .
I know , Daddy , said Becca . I’m very sorry .
My cock was straining to the bursting point . I positioned it at her opening and pushed , and it slipped right in .
Oh , Daddy ! Becca cried .
Such a naughty girl , I said , moving in and out .
I know , Daddy , Becca said .
And what happens to naughty girls ? I asked , swinging one hand down and smacking her ass again .
They get spanked , Daddy ! Becca said . I smacked her ass again and began pumping in and out faster and harder . Becca gasped with pleasure .
And what else do they get ? I asked her .
They get fucked , Daddy ! she cried out .
That’s right., I said . And where do they get fucked ?
In their pussies ! she screamed . In their pussies ! She was pushing back hard against me at every stroke now .
And what do they get fucked with ?
With their daddies’ cocks ! With their daddies’ big hard fucking cocks ! Oh fuck ! she cried .
I grabbed her hips and pounded into her as hard and fast as I could .
That’s right , I said . And you are such a naughty , naughty girl , I think you’re going to need a lot of fucking , don’t you ?
Oh yes , Daddy ! Oh yes ! OH FUUUUCCCKKKK !!! Becca cried pout , her whole body spasming and shaking as the orgasm swept through her . I took another stroke , then one more and my own climax exploded , filling her with my hot spunk . We collapsed on the sofa , me on Becca ’s back , both of us breathing hard .
I love you , Daddy , she said .
I love you too , Sweetheart .