CHAPTER 3
I grunt as the tip of his thickness strains through my ring into the tight warmth beyond. My asshole throbs rhythmically with Daddy pushing deeper. The pressure of his shaft seeps through my rear passage, and searing pleasure hits the inner wall of my pussy at the same time. I feel the membrane between my holes stretching as Daddy forces every inch of his huge cock into my bottom.
He stops when his hips press my ass cheeks. My tight hole is stuffed to the limit.
I let out a breath, tendrils of pleasure needling through my core. Sparks float in my vision, blurred at the edges as my body adjusts.
“Good girl.”
His cock starts to move, gently at first, then harder as he builds up a scorching pace. Daddy throws his weight into my clenched asshole, and my body knocks against the counter with every thrust. The clapping sound of his hips hitting my ass cheeks bounce off the walls. Unlike my pussy, my rear accepts his pumping cock greedily.
Daddy wraps one hand in my hair, using it for leverage. “Good girl,” he says between grunts.
I jerk back and forth under the hot violence of his love. Wisps of hair fall over my nose and mouth, plastered to the sweat that’s broken out. I have no time to wipe them away. It takes all my strength and both hands to brace against Daddy’s pounding cock.
Daddy’s a beast. Months of self-denial are unleashed in minutes. He’s growling, the muscles of his body flexed taught. His free hand slaps
my ass without mercy. “Oh god!”
“You okay, baby girl?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
He slows down to kiss my shoulder, his hand finding my clit again. My nub is slippery, and he fumbles to pinch it.
When he does, I give a shrill cry.
Daddy’s cock drags on my walls as he pulls me against him. His hands roam over my aching breasts as his tongue lathers up my neck. I crane my neck around, desperate to receive Daddy’s kiss.
Our mouths meet even as our bodies writhe together, his cock buried between my cheeks. He strums my clit and sucks on my tongue.
“Daddy,” I gasp.
“Cum for me, my little slut.”
His mean words, feigned or not, only kindle the flames in my belly. I struggle to hold his cock inside as my body begins to shudder.
Daddy thrusts up, gripping me tightly, and he curls two fingers into my pussy.
The pulses of orgasm wrench through my body. I grind back on his cock as I cry out my pleasure.
Daddy buries me in his kiss, the cock in my ass not moving an inch, the fingers between my folds pushing deeper.
I feel an itchy trickle down there that explodes. My pussy squirts as convulsions rock my muscles.
Daddy brings his fingers up and tastes the juices coating them. “How sweet,” he growls.
“T-Thank you, Daddy.”
He closes his eyes, and his handsome features slacken, like he’s fallen asleep, but the hard cock impaling my asshole has not softened. He didn’t cum.
“Daddy?”
“Yes,” he says in a soft voice.
“Aren’t you going to … finish?”
I’m stunned when I feel his length, still rock hard like when he first thrust into my pussy, ease out of my bottom.
“No,” he groans.
Daddy holds me in his arms. “It’s all right, little girl. Did you enjoy it?”
I nod, uncertain. I loved it, but I want Daddy to love it too.
“What’s wrong?” I ask him. “You don’t like me?” My lips pout, and I tilt my head. I hope I look sexy.
He chuckles. “I could fuck you for hours and cum all night. But I shouldn’t.”
This is not how I imagined my first time would end on those hot nights when I fingered my pussy to thoughts of Daddy losing control. “Oh my god,” I stammer. “You’re thinking about that stupid doctor, aren’t you?”
Daddy eyes my breasts hungrily. He can’t hide his desire, but he steps away and runs a hand through his hair. “Another time,” he says.
I scoff, crossing my arms.
“Don’t be like that, Madison.” He cups my sex again. “You’ve had enough for one night. Besides,” he rubs against my throbbing folds, “I think your little pussy needs a rest.”
And just like that Daddy picks his clothes off the floor and leaves me in the kitchen, his muscled buttocks scissoring as he walks away.
I stare in awe.