“Or perhaps… That’s exactly what I’m doing.” His hand dropped to the place between my thighs.
At first I thought he was going to pull my skirt down, but instead, he pulled it up higher around around my thighs and he pressed the thick meat of his thumb against my panties, the cell phone vibrated with a text in the exact moment that it touched me. I let out a loud gasp as Daddy’s hand began rubbing hard against my sex.
“Oh, another text, let’s see what it is this time.” I panted with shock and anticipation overwhelming me. I was in over my head, but the ache between my thighs screamed for more. I wanted him… I wanted Daddy.
He read the text aloud. ‘I’d tease you with my hard cock, making you beg for it. But I wouldn’t just give it to you, I’d make you suck it first…’ “How pathetic,” he growled.
His hand slid back up and to the wetness now brewing between my thighs. “Is that what you want? To suck a big fat cock?”
I stared at him wide-eyed. ‘Daddy’s cock.’ I shuddered with anticipation. It was so wrong, but the pressure of his hand against my sex was like nothing I’d ever felt. I wanted him to keep going, but my tongue was tied in a knot. I bit my lip and flexed my hips against him.
“If you’re not going to use your pouty little mouth to speak, then I guess you won’t mind if I use it to wet my cock.” His hands gripped my thick bottom he flipped me into the chair.
He gripped his belt and a second later his pants fell to the floor, exposing his rock hard shaft before me. I had never seen a cock a big and as thick as his. His hand grasped at my jaw and he lowered his lips to mine, locking our lips in a fiery kiss. I could taste him. His tongue dove into my mouth and skillfully twisted with my own. I could feel my pussy pulse with desire and naughty thoughts flashed through my head. His naked body, his thick cock plunging deep inside of me, the sound of him cumming.
His lips parted with mine, leaving me dazed for a moment as daddy sat back against the hard wooden desk. “Why don’t you use those pouty little lips on daddy’s cock?” His hand gripped the base of his thickness and he held himself out towards me. His eyes were locked on me, and I could feel the heat in my cheeks turning them red. Daddy wasn’t going to let me change my mind, and as his freehand wrapped the base of my hair around his fingers, I let out a whimper. His hand gripped tighter and he pulled me forward, his thick red cock pulsating.
He paused as my lower lip touched him. I felt his body tremor. It was now or never, and Daddy wanted it…now. I slowly let my lips part, tasting the salt of his thick long rod as it touched the tip of my tongue.
“That’s right, you suck on that, and when I’m satisfied with the job, I’m going to fuck you, hard and raw.”
A shiver ran down my spine. I thought reading Avery’s texts was dirty, but it was so much hotter hearing in person… and from him. I slid my lips down around his thick shaft, my fingers sliding between my legs as I began to suck on him. I’d done it before, but Daddy was so much bigger than my old boyfriend and I really had to stretch my lips wide to let him in. I ran my tongue on the underside of his cock, paying close attention to the little ridge.
“I might give you a raise if you’re going to work that hard.” He pulled my head forward, plunging his cock deeper into my tiny little mouth.
I whimpered loudly as he thrust, my own fingers rubbing circles into my clit now. My body was fighting the urge to gag, but Daddy wanted it deeper. His cock pressed harder with each slow thrust. My eyes were beginning water. I could feel the mascara running down my cheeks, and I could feel his eyes on me as he moaned with desire. Daddy pulled himself from my mouth with a loud pop as the suction was broken at my lips.
He didn’t say a word, instead reaching for my sides and leaving electricity in the wake of his touch. Daddy grabbed my shirt and tore it open, exposing my perky, bare breasts. I bit my lip, looking him in the eye for the first time. He was staring down at me with a look of both hunger and awe. Taking in my body like slowly, and for the first time.
“You know Brittany, I’ve wanted this since the very first time I saw you… Do you remember? It was your birthday party, and your mother invited me over for the first time.”
My mind flashed back to the day, mother had thrown me a surprise party and invited all of my best girlfriends. We’d been swimming when he showed up. Mom had always been secretive, so it was really no surprise to me when a week later she told me we were moving in with Blake.
“You were wearing that little red bathing suit,” he continued. “You remember, the one that was far too small for your developing body.” His lips turned up in a grin. “I remember finding it the next morning hung up to dry in the shower. You have no idea how hard it made me smelling the juices of your hungry little pussy.”
Was it true? Had he really wanted me all this time and never let on? I wasn’t as if I’d never fantasized about fucking Blake, but he was my mother’s, and there are some lines that you just don’t cross. But now, with mom out of the picture, would it really be wrong if he wanted to be with me?
“You mean, this hungry little pussy?” I whispered softly, pressing my hips wide as I spread the light pink lips wide for him.
“God damn it Brittany.”
Blake dropped to the floor, his hands pressing my thighs wide against the black leather chair. His lips encircled my clit, making me yelp as he sucked me into his wet, hot mouth. My body arched back against his touch.
“Harder Daddy, suck my pussy harder.” I cried.
Daddy slid his thumb deep into my tight slit and I heard him moan as his lips sucked and massaged my pussy. The deep ache inside of me grew stronger with each passing moment, each caress of his skilled tongue. He was going to make me cum.
His fingers took over as I started to pant, his hands skillfully working my clit. I looked down at him, biting my lips as I watched his focus.
“That’s right baby, cum for me, I want you to cum hard, cum for your Daddy.”
His fingers plunged deeper into my velvety hole and he pulled hard against my insides. I felt my body start to convulse like never before. He was working my body in a way I had never known existed. My entire being was vibrating, each second growing closer, higher, tighter--until suddenly, it all came crashing down in a wave of powerful, erotic contractions. I felt myself lose all control and let out a cry of relief. I heard Daddy groan in delight as a warmth flooded my ass and thighs. I opened my eyes in surprise and was instantly embarrassed by the sight. I had—peed?
“Oh god,” I cried out in horror, “I don’t know what happened, that has never… I just…”
Blake’s face was wet and dripping with a thick creamy fluid and his tongue was licking his wet lips. “Don’t you apologize young lady. In fact, you should be proud, that is what is known as squirting.”
My eyes were wide and shocked. I hadn’t known that squirting even existed, or that it was something that I should be proud of. Blake’s fingers ran across his face and he wiped some of the juice and presented it to me.
“Taste it,” he said in a gruff voice.
I could see him stroking his cock as he watched me lean forward and wrap my lips around his finger. I sucked his finger seductively, and he was right, it definitely wasn’t pee, it was slick and sweet.
“Mmm.” I moaned, slowly releasing his finger.
Daddy stood up, and lifted me from the chair, placing me onto the cold mahogany desk and stepping close to me. His cock was hard, and I felt it pulsing hard as he pressed himself into me.