LVera’s POV.
“Yes, yes, fuck yes!!!” I scream in ecstasy as David flits his skillful tongue in and out of my cunt. My gaping, wet furrow is on fire as I receive every stroke of his tongue.
Fucking shit!
This pussy-sucking is unlike anything I’ve ever received before. None of those boys back at school reached my erogenous zone so quickly the way David did. He fucking rut me crazy with his tongue.
I can hear the vibrations and groans rumbling from his chest, it’s fucking driving me wild.
“C’mon, kid. Bring it on. Squirt on my face!” He wet-slaps my pussy again and I jerk. He’s
intentionally avoiding touching my clit but I felt the slight graze of his finger when he slapped my nub just now.
“Fucking act like daddy’s slut. Give me that whore vibes.” He beats me again and I cry, my belly knotting as I vibrate.
Without warning I splurge my waters, wailing in ecstasy at the superb feeling. I bathe his face as he hums in approval.
“Whose whore are you?” David asks spanking my ass cheeks.
I find it a little bit hard to speak, only bellowing at the heavenly feeling. The wildness of our sinful acts. Oh, shit.
David brings me back to the present as he hits my ass cheeks again, wringing desire into me.
“Fucking say it, kid. Whose whore are you?”
Spank***
“Yours, daddy!”
David doesn’t stop. He fucking snarls and…
Spank!
“Whose whore are you?”
“Yours daddy!”
I bit out and my waters shot out straight at that admission, running all over his face.
“Fuck! Fuckkkkkkkkk!” I choke out, splurging all over him.
My hands begin roaming all over me. I touch my belly, wanting to find my clit but David barks.
“That clit is for daddy, kid!”
I wrench my hand away from that region involuntarily and locate my nipples. I start flicking my sensitive buds hungrily.
“You’re been a good girl, kid.” He says lowly. Only for my ears to hear.
He gives me one last spank that has me moaning and queefing all over his face, shamelessly.
When I queefed, I thought David would find it repulsive but he didn’t!
Hell, he saw his fingers into me like a carpenter and I jolt forward.
“Your pussy is so obedient. Always doing what daddy likes…” He says naughtily as he moves his fingers inside my walls and my muscles clench around me.
“Always following daddy’s orders….” He slips his wet fingers out.
At his growl, I know my streamers decorate those fingers. I wanna see what it looks like on his fingers.
Did he lick on it? I wonder.
“So…for being a good daddy’s girl…” He pushes his fingers inside me again and wades through as if he is swimming.
Oh, well he is swimming in my own pool. My pool of cum and squirt…
The thought has me squishing his penetrated fingers, biting my lips.
“You’re going to get rewarded, kid.” He chuckles, my heart singing. “With daddy’s cock, hmm?”
I don’t see his face but I know he’s clicked his brows up. Mindlessly, I nod vigorously.
“That’s it. And you’re going take it like daddy good girl, hmm?”
“Yes, daddy.” I squeal.
He swings his hand away from me and in seconds I hear the sound of his zipper ripping open.
A rush of excitement floods through my veins and heat loads in my core.
I breathe labored breath as he holds my hips and drags me closer, saying.
“You’re gonna be daddy’s cowgirl, kid.”
I nod and swallow, readying myself for the ride.
At my nod and with his hands still gripping me tightly, he makes sink onto his dick in a reverse cowgirl position.
Mindlessly, I throw my head backward, my eyes skyward as I squeak and sigh.
The feel of his cock around me is so drugging. I feel woozy. Drunk on daddy’s sweet cock.
I feel full. So full with him inside me.
Shit!
He nestles his chest against my back, raising my legs on the sofa.
Then. “Now, kid. Ride on daddy’s rod.” He says over my left ear, kissing my earlobe.
I wonder if he has a fetish for that too.
I perch my hands backward over his chest and begin the hot, sensual, rousing ride over daddy’s member.
“Omigod!” I let out a warbled cry as I clutch his member with my pussy.
Fuck, I wet his cock with his juices and he layer kisses around my sweaty back.
Oh…. fucking…shitt….
He’s gonna make me cum, dammit!
What’s this fire I’m feeling? I think to myself as I ride him like a cowgirl.
David growls like a wolf and I kinda wonder if he’s one. Or is it the mindless, syrupy pleasure that makes him like that?
It has to be it. And I love those sounds. I fucking love the way he lets me know I’m doing the right thing.
That I’m riding him so well. I feel confident and it makes me go harder.
“Deeper, daddy…” I mutter as I smash my ass cheeks against his thighs, rocking him. Loving it. Going wild.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh….” I cry out as I cream, splurging my cum all over his dick….
“Don’t stop, kid. Keep riding Daddy’s Bush.”
He commands me and it’s as if that’s the exact moment I feel his hairs nipping the crack of my ass.
“God, I can’t control myself, daddy….” I belt out.
“Oh, yes, baby, you can…”
Fuck he called me baby?
As if that term of endearment charges my spirit, I brace myself over his chest and hammer down on his dick.
“Like this?” I ask.
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>>> David’s POV >>>
I swing my hands through Vera’s sides and hold her heavy breasts in my palms. Dam this feels right.
So perfect to be ignored.
“Yes, kid.” I answer her, feeling her increase the pace of her ride. God, I love her. Love how she cares so much about my pleasure.
No woman except her mother has ever cared if I’m thoroughly satisfied during sex. But my little Vera does. She’s riding my dick like the perfect cowgirl ever. Putting in so much effort while also enjoying the feel of my dick inside her.
I feel myself swell even more at the erotic thought and sight. I pinch her boobs, making her squeal.
My God, she’s too good. I won’t ever let any man take her. Not her father. Not the mafia.
She’s my precious princess. I treasure I want to keep. Even if she’ll never know.
I slam my chest at her back as I search for her clit. I start flirting with it, coaxing her with both my dick and fingers.
She crumbles in arms but I voice into her ear.
“Kid, don’t stop yet. Keep taking daddy.” I pinch her clit a little more and she jolts up again and I place a kiss on her shoulders as she obeys me quickly.
She’s such an obedient daddy’s little whore.
I nod. Smirking. “Tell daddy what you want, baby?”
Why did I say that? I lash myself for saying such. What if she demands something I can’t give? Like, wanting us to be more than sex buddies…?
Vera’s words halt my thoughts as she grinds out. “I want you to fill me with your cum, daddy!”
Dammit, her breathless words make me hold her hips tightly as my orgasm rushes forward as if obeying her orders. In record time, I flood my cum all over her….
“Oh, fuck yes!” She yelps receiving my seed.
The instant we let go of our orgasm, we fall over the sofa.
Vera’s right leg still nestles against my thigh as we pant for breath.
Hell, I don’t know what to say. I’m just speechless, watching the work of art beside me.
Inching my hand to affectionately touch her hair and slide it behind my ear, I remember that I shouldn’t give her the space to start falling for me.
I pull my hand away as quickly as I raise it and sigh.
“Where were you? You came back so late.” Her weak voice reaches me and I shrug, remembering what made me come back so late in the night.
Her father. That goddamn bastard.
My chest aches remembering his words.
However, to answer her work I say emotionlessly. “At work. Where else?”
I stand up quickly, wanting to create that space between us. I avoid looking at her. I don’t want to see that hurt look she’s prickling my body with.
I fucking don’t.
“Go to your room, kid. It’s already midnight.”
Then I begin walking towards the stairs to my room. I can feel both Andrei’s and Vera’s gaze on me but I pretend that I don’t…
I wonder what she’s thinking?
Entering my dark room, I slam the door and let the feeling wash over me.
I feel angry because I can’t be with the girl I want.
Angry because of that motherfucker in my father’s old mansion.
Angry because the mafias are so willing to get her. To make her theirs.
Everything is so messed up, where do I start?
I make my way into the bathroom and shower. After spending hours in my room, I finally came out and called Andrei to meet me in my home office.
To be continued….