David’s POV.
If victory was a person, it should be Vera. She’s won this game. A game she set by having such a sexy and tempting body.
I had to scratch all the shits my mind was telling me downstairs and lightly have a feel of her clit under my fingers and…
Fucking hell, it felt soft, slippery, and heavy with her increasing urge for my cock.
I can’t begin to mention the emotions wringing through me at every word that she spilled down there.
But what got me the most was her admission she’s had a dick between her pussy lips.
I sulk at hearing her mention she’s had many body counts. When did my kid become so naughty? Huh…
I watch her squirming on the bed like a helpless sex slave…humming sounds that have my already hard cock more stiff.
I’m a fucking pole. I huge pole that wants to come down by sinking between her thighs and fuck her pussy until she can’t move again.
I’ll make sure that it won’t happen again. No more body count except mine. No man will touch her except me.
Tonight, it’s a punishment sex…or something like that but it’s also a night where I confidently make her mine.
Loving Vera is one secret she can never know. I won’t let her know she means something more to me except being my foster daughter.
I draw an invisible line with my index finger from the tight ring of muscles between her asscheeks down to the pointy tips of her clit.
“Fuck…torture…torture daddy.” She belts out, writhing as I do it again.
A very sexual play that makes me squeeze my asscheeks together to stop my balls from enlarging. Shit, it’s not working.
I continue to sexually torture her with the same movement, until I come down to her clit and tingle the smooth flesh with my sharp fingers.
“Jesus fucking christ…. what was that? Oh, shit…” She sputters, dancing around as my fingers graze back and forth over the flesh shooting out from her cunt.
A nub of sweet flesh.
“Eeeeee…” Vera pauses and throws her head back, moaning blissfully into the air as my finger comes to the underside of her clit and sweep back and forth.
I want to punish her so much, she won’t find another man pleasant enough. I want to fuck out all fucking dick that had been inside her with mine. I want to wash down all cum that’s bathe her womb with my seed.
These horny, sexual thoughts have me writhing, holding my teeth together as much as I can….
“I’m going to punish you, so much, Kid. You won’t ever forget.” I murmur as I lean close to her arched body, flipping my finger steadily
on her softness, my chest and hairs prickling her back.
She tilts her head aside, drinking in my words with parted lips, her body suspended in sweet cadence with my finger.
I use that opportunity to press my lips to the underside of her ear.
“Ohhh…. David…” She sucks in the air and stutters my name.
It’s not the first time she’s ever called me that, but it’s the first time she’s called it so sexually…like I’m all she’s breathing in now, all the thoughts in her head.
The veins in my hands pop out as one hand massage her silky ass cheeks while the other one works over her clit.
My shaft has grown so hard that my zipper comes running down. Too bad, it can’t be contained by my thin briefs either so it mightly pokes out.
Given that I’m pressing my body against Vera’s back, my mushroom crown brush against her lower back, at the top of the crack between her ass cheek.
“Jesus…David. This…it…feels so warm against my skin.” She breathes out, I can practically see the air running out in rivulets.
By now, Vera’s pussy is a wellspring of slippery fluid. I wonder how it’ll feel if I decide to drive into it…bask in its dampness while I chase my relief.
But, I cross the thought off my mind, and to her surprise, I push her down against the bed. I watch as she writhes as her nipples struggle to brush the bedsheets but the sexy as fuck hookup bra she’s wearing doesn’t grant her the sole permission.
I wring my nose at the scent of her musk, all pouring out of her womanhood.
Vera veers her neck aside and watches me with hooded eyes as I suck her water off my fingers.
“Tell me how I taste, daddy. How do I taste?” She begs I answer her with her blue orbs filled with emotions of want and anticipation.
You taste like heaven, so different from your mother. Super delicious, I think to myself refusing to let the words out.
It’s another truth I’ll hide…but, I can’t anymore. Not with the pleading look she gives me.
“Please…tell me…daddy…” She asks, her tone dropping into a whisper.
I bite the words out through fisted teeth, “Like…candy…sweet candy.”
She groans, involuntarily I catch her pussy shaking as if my words shot straight at her cunt.
“I want to taste you too…” She begins to say but my words stop her…
“Look away, Vera…”
Before she does so, I whip her ass cheeks again. Red spread across the white skin and she whacks, winching her legs together.
“Not a chance, kid.” I growl, parting those thighs and that makes her ass shoot up in the air. I send my palm over the red skin in gentle caresses. She’s moaning even while I do that…which makes me grin.
“How can spanking me be this…awesome?” She asks out loud but I don’t respond.
I want to spank her the number of men she had…to get them off of her but too bad, I end up giving her pleasure…. I end up getting my Johnson hard.
“Why is this pussy quaking so much, even when I haven’t given it a proper touch?” The words burst out of my lips. I have noticed how her pussy shakes like something receiving an invincible cunnilingus.
“Because…just knowing you’re
doing this to me tonight, gets me more hard, daddy. It’s making my breath hitch. Touch me…give me that hands of yours again…” Her purring voice manages.
I break apart in seams at her words. My precum rolling down my tips to dampen my briefs.
“Such a slut…for me, isn’t it?” I spank her and ask.
She eagerly nods, grinding her hips up and down while her cunt continues shaking.
“Yes, daddy. Your slut…”
At her mindless admission, I spank that shaking pussy.
“Ouuuu…” She bellows, burying her head into the sheets as she squirts all over…
“Jesus, Vera! How can you be so responsive?” I ask, highly aroused seeing her squirt and cry.
Her hips motioning, ocean leaving her hole.
I don’t know what pushes me but I kneel at the edge of the bed behind her, spank…again and again and again.
As more fluid splurges out of her vulva, I batter her with the heel of my palm.
“Grind on it.” I command with a rough voice and harsh breath.
Slowly, oh…so slowly, Vera starts brushing her squirting pussy over my palms.
She cries as she does so…giving me more squirt.
I’ve been with so many women…fucked them…tease them but none has been this responsive.
With just a mild touch and Vera is already responding.
I watch with dark orbs as she places her pussy over my palm, swings the flesh back and forth….
“It feels so amazing…” She whispers with a hoarse voice.
I punctuate the bliss with a quick smack over her ass and she increases her pace…. tainting my palm with water and a skin I want all to myself.
“How does it feel?” I bark, trailing my other hand down the small of her back.
“Sensually hot. Super awesome…daddy…” She sighs when I sling a hand around her and cup her breasts through the fabric.
“Speak or I’ll stop.” I threaten but she says it all too soon.
“No, daddy. Don’t. I’ll speak.” She gulps a breath. Then. “Words aren’t enough to describe the thrilling feeling.”
I buck my hips against her, letting her feel my cock again. She hisses…fists her hair.
“Throes of passion, isn’t kid?” I ask.
“Yes, daddy.” She agrees, mindlessly.
I know the moment she fires her movements that she’s about to cum. Knowing how much I want to deny her that orgasm, I withdraw my palm.
“Don’t stop, daddy.” She cries with a thrash of palm against the sheets. She’s acting like a deer in the headlights.
“I already have…” I grin, loving the feeling.
Slowly, Vera turns, eyes gleaming. The stern look she throws my way adds to the pleasure I derive from denying her this.
“I don’t plan on giving you that pleasure, Kid. I plan to make you go mad with want. Go numb with desire…”
I watch her jaw quiver at my words.
I slowly unbutton my pants and pull them down, same with my briefs.
My giant dick springs free and nestles over my stomach.
“Daddy…” She tries to speak as I dominate her.
“Shhh…” I shut her lips with my finger, inch my cock a fraction of an inch from her face, and sputter. “Watch how I always pleasure myself at the thought of you, kid.”
“Ohh…” She gasps, homing in her eyes on my cock.
With a gasp, I start working on my cock.
To be continued…