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“Please…” I gasped. “Please fuck me!”
“You’re such a little slut that you’ll beg for it!” He snatched hist fingers from my pussy and replaced them with his cock,
ramming into me with such ferocity that it took my breath away.
The pain was so intense for a moment that I couldn’t move,
couldn’t breathe. I closed my eyes and winced, letting a little whimper escape my lips. He didn’t move, seeming to revel in the moment. The pain slowly faded and was replaced with the sensation of feeling overwhelmingly full. He drew back so that
the head of his cock was just outside the entrance of my dripping cunt. He paused for what seemed like forever, torturing me by being so close. Suddenly he rammed himself all the way into me again. The pain was still there, but it wasn’t so blinding this time. He repeated this over and over, and each time he did the pain decreased little by little until there was more pleasure than pain. I grasped the bedsheets and writhed as he found his tempo, one that wasn’t so rough. He grabbed my hips and pulled me back against him as he pounded into me, his balls slapping against my clit. His breathing was growing ragged now and I could tell that he was getting close to climax. He withdrew from my completely and laid down on my bed.
“Ride my cock.” he said. “I want to watch as my little girl fucks
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I didn’t hesitate to do as he said. I put my hands on his chest
and began to gently lower myself down onto his shaft, but he grabbed my hips and forced me all the way down in one stroke.
My pussy felt raw and sore, and the sudden force of me taking
him to the hilt made me suck in my breath between my teeth.
Lifted me up so that his cock was nearly out of me, then moved
his hands and let me drop back down onto him with full force.
My nails dug into his chest and I cried out. He grabbed my hips
again and guided my hips up and down, slower this time, more
gently. I arched my back and moaned with pleasure. He began thrusting up into me as I rode him, my tits jiggling with the
motion of our fucking.
Daddy
moaned the sound of his pleasure was almost enough to
send me over the edge. He released his grip on me and began.
rubbing my clit with his thumb. The pleasure was almost too
much to bear. I closed my eyes and concentrated on all the
sensations; Daddy’s cock filling me, his thumb encircling my clit, his ragged breathing, the sweat of his chest beneath my hands. I could feel my orgasm growing deep within me, my muscles. contracting tighter and tighter. Daddy worked my clit faster and faster as our rhythm increased. I cried out as I came around Daddy’s cock, my pussy pulsing around his meat. My climax was
so intense that I felt like none of my muscles would move
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anymore. Daddy lifted me up off of him and tossed me gently
beside him on my bed so that I was lying on my belly. He forced
my legs apart with his knees and let his weight settle on top of
me as he aligned his cock with my channel once again. He
pushed himself into me, not taking the time to build a rhythm,
just frantically fucking me. I could feel his breathing on the back.
of my neck growing faster and faster. I writhed underneath him
as I felt another orgasm growing deep in my belly. He grabbed
the back of my neck and asked through clenched teeth, “Now do
you understand what happens to little sluts?”
“Yes, Daddy!” I cried as he came inside of me, his seed flooding my pussy. Feeling the rhythmic pulsating of his cock inside me
was enough to send me over the edge again. My orgasm wasn’t
over before he abruptly pulled his manhood out of me, his cum
dripping from my used pussy and onto my bed. I was too
exhausted and too sore to move. He used my shirt to our juices
from his dick and the inside of his thighs, then tossed it too the
floor. He zipped up his jeans as I laid there trying to catch my
breath.
“Get yourself cleaned up.” he told me. “Your mother will be
home soon, and what would she say if she knew what a dirty
little slut her daughter was?”
He walked out of my room and closed the door behind him. I
rolled over on my bed and stared at the ceiling, replaying what
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had just happened in my mind. If that was what happened when
he caught me being naughty with a boy, I might just try to get
caught a few more times before I left for college.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.