Everybody had kinks, Sidney knew that. Specifically, everybody had kinks that could be viewed as "good" or "bad," depending on what it was.

Some people loved phone sex, not just for the thrill of possibly being overheard but also so they can visualize what their partner is doing to themselves and what they would do to one another if they were in the same room. That was one kink that just about everyone did and readily agreed to when it was suggested. Society viewed it as being a "good kink" and "normal." No one would bat an eye if you told someone you had phone sex the previous night with your boyfriend or girlfriend.

Others loved the idea of being bred. Mostly guys loved it, imagining their girlfriends getting pregnant during sex, but Sidney knew a few girls (herself included, she must admit) who often fantasized about their boyfriends never wearing a condom or forgetting to pull out in time or, even, not taking their birth control that morning. She knew that the breeding kink wasn't as accepted in society, partly because of the higher risks of teenage pregnancy from state to state and partly because the whole idea of it just freaked some people out, so discussing it was practically taboo unless you were into it.

She knew her boyfriend was into it. Billy wouldn't be too explicit about it because he wasn't sure if she was all that into it, but Sidney would hear him groan about "filling her up" when he was about to cum and tell her that "he'd love to see her with their child" one day. If she was close at that point, she'd just cum so hard she couldn't see straight. If she had just had an orgasm, those words would throw her headfirst into another one that was just as intense as the first.

But…even knowing that Billy had what many would consider to be one of the "bad" kinks, she still wasn't sure if she should say the word that was always on the tip of her tongue whenever she was alone with him.

Daddy.

She wanted to call her boyfriend Daddy.

Yes. Innocent, sweet, shy, no-longer-virginal Sidney Prescott had a Daddy kink. Every time her boyfriend was buried deep inside her pussy, every time he made her cum with his tongue or fingers or cock, she wanted to scream "Daddy" at the top of her lungs.

She knew that girls who have Daddy kinks are usually seen as weird or as having daddy issues or something, so she was always reluctant to talk about it with anyone, even Billy or Tatum, the two people in the world she knew would never judge her.

Still…the need to call Billy her Daddy during sex was always present in her mind, especially now, when he was buried inside her.

Billy was giving her slow, deep thrusts, her legs drawn up tight around his waist and his hands pinning her down to the bed, the headboard making soft banging noises against the wall. Not for the first time, Sidney counted herself lucky that her parents were absent from the house so often.

"You feel so good wrapped around me, Sid," Billy murmured, kissing her neck as he kept his steady pace.

"Mmm," Sidney moaned, beginning to lose herself to the sensations.

"Do you love it when I'm balls deep inside this tight pussy?"

"Yes."

"Tell me how much you love it, Princess."

The word Princess was like a trigger and before she could stop it, the words tumbled from her mouth: "I love feeling your big cock inside my tight pussy, Daddy."

Billy froze, his movements coming to a complete halt at that word. "What did you call me?" He asked.

Sidney froze, fear lacing its way through her blood.

OhmygodIcalledhimDaddynowhe'sgoingtohateme!

"Billy…" She started, her mind racing with a way to fix this.

"What. Did. You. Call. Me?" Billy punctuated each word with a sharp thrust, the head of his cock just grazing her g spot.

"Daddy," she whispered.

She felt his breath on her neck hitch slightly before he pulled away. When she saw his face, her own breath caught in her throat. She no longer saw the brown of his eyes; instead, they were so dark they appeared black. A smirk curled his lips, his body towering over hers with a stance that screamed dominance.

Instead of being disgusted or shocked, like she feared, he looked…pleased, but not in a way that expressed general happiness like how he usually appeared when he saw her for the first time in the morning at school. It was a primal happiness, like he could ravage her right then and there. He looked feral.

"You want me to be your Daddy, baby girl? Is that what you like?"

"Yes."

"Yes…what?"

"Yes…I want you to be my Daddy…"

Billy rolled his hips, hitting her g spot dead on this time. "Then I'll be your Daddy, my sweet little Princess," he growled, adjusting her legs so they were higher up his waist to allow for deeper penetration. He pulled out of her for a second and then slammed inside, breaching her cervix and touching the back of her womb.

Sidney let out a loud cry of pleasure, throwing her head back onto her pillow.

"That's it. Take it, baby. Be Daddy's good girl," Billy encouraged, pounding hard and fast into his girlfriend's wet and willing pussy.

The new angle that he was fucking her with brought even more pleasure to Sidney. Moans and whimpers fell from her mouth, the sounds growing louder and more frequent with each rough thrust.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck…Daddy," she chanted.

"What is it, baby? What do you want?" Billy asked.

"I want…" Her tongue felt heavy, her eyes rolling into the back of her head.

A sharp slap to her breast quickly brought her focus back to him.

"What does Daddy's slutty little Princess want?" Billy demanded, his eyes boring into her own.

"Cum," Sidney whined.

"You want to cum?"

"Yes!" She moaned.

"Do it, baby girl. Cum for your Daddy."

Sidney let out a loud scream as she came hard, her inner muscles clenching tight around his cock. She wasn't even given a chance to recover before she found herself being flipped over onto her stomach, her back arched, her legs in a bent position with her boyfriend's hands gripping her hips for support, and her ass in the air.

Billy gave her ass a rough smack with one hand, watching the pale flesh redden. The yelp that escaped her filled him with satisfaction and, returning that hand so both of them were on her hips, thrust deep inside her for the second time.

Sidney moaned weakly as she felt her walls stretch. "Daddy," she said.

"I'm going to fuck this pussy until you can't feel your legs anymore, Princess," low and gravelly, his voice made her drenched pussy even wetter, his cock sliding in and out with ease.

Sidney buried her face against her mattress, turning her head to the side so she could breathe. If the tingling in her legs was any indication, it wouldn't take long for her to lose feeling in this position.

It didn't, but her Daddy decided to continue to fuck the pussy that belonged to him well into the night.