Chapter 5
RADOMIR
Ishake all over as she leads me into her apartment. She turns with a cute awkwardness, apologizing for the mess. But I don’t see any mess, just a few magazines and a cup resting on a coaster.
I shut the door behind us, then turn and grab those thick, tempting hips. She gasps as I pull her into my arms again.
“Do you need Daddy to take the lead?” I moan in her ear, my shaft grows even more solid somehow, just by being near her. A river of precum leaks out, hot, no, boiling. She spins in my arms, looks up with wide, excited eyes. She nods slowly.
“Tell me,” I demand. “Come on, say it all.”
She licks her lips as though she’s shy, like she’s testing out a new aspect of our lust, of her lust. Calling me Daddy is other-world different to eye-fucking each other while fixing her car. That’s for damn sure.
“I want Daddy to take the lead.”
I can’t stop myself anymore. I wrap my arms around her and lift her up. She wraps her thick legs around me, instinctively. I crush my lips to hers, but pause the kiss just long enough to navigate.
“I don’t have to guess which room is yours,” I groan, and nod to the door covered with Polaroids.
She stares up with a deep, gorgeous red flush on her cheeks. I nudge it open with my foot, gently lay her down on the half-made bed. There are photos all over the walls.
Fuck. There’s a photo of her dad. Malcolm, the man I killed. As if I need to be reminded how fucked-up this is. All right, I get it. But please, not right now.
The trust and nervous expectation in her innocent eyes are too addictive. She leans up on her elbows, breathy, her neck reddens even more. Hinting, I hope, at the same redness covering her tits. And her engorged pussy lips.
Should I tell her now? Before this goes too far. Before I can’t stop it.
Instead, I kneel at the edge of the bed and grab her leggings. She shifts and murmurs, rolls and lifts her butt when I grab her leggings and underwear in the same greedy handful.
With every inch I peel her clothing down her thighs, and over her knees, I feel more and more damned.
This feels like a straight-to-hell activity.
But, there’s no going back when I sit on my haunches and stare in savage hunger at her exposed, neatly trimmed pussy.
Just an arm’s length away. Her lips are big, swollen with lust. Her clit peeks out, hooded and shy but engorged.
Her hole is fucking drenched, leaking down toward her puckered asshole.
“Is… something wrong?” she murmurs.
I slide my hands up her legs.
“Say it, like a good girl, please. Every. Damn. Time.”
“Duh-Daddy?” she whimpers. “Is something wrong… Daddy?”
“I’m just admiring your cute, perfectly wet pussy,” I growl. Sliding my hands higher and higher up her juicy legs. “I’m just imagining what my soaked little girl will taste like. You’re so wet. Is it normal for Daddy’s little girl to get this wet?”
She gasps.
For a second, I think maybe I’ve taken the roleplay too far. Hell, I have. I did, the second I called myself Daddy, the father figure I took from her. But I can’t stop—and she fucking loves it. I can feel it. I can see it.
“No, only for you, Daddy,” she whines, telling me exactly what I need to hear.
I slide my hands to the top of her big, delicious thighs. Greedily sink my fingers into the flesh and push gently apart. A film of moisture clings to her entrance, forming a bubble that pops quietly, like bubble gum. She arches her back toward me, chasing her own pleasure.
The second I gently bite her leg near her pussy, I know I’m lost. I can taste the tanginess of her juices clinging to her skin. I can taste how badly her body wants this.
I kiss closer to her pussy, slipping one hand to her hole. She pushes against me.
“Oh, fuck yeah,” I snarl, kissing her lip, moving closer to her clit. “Daddy’s girl knows how to show me what she wants.”
“Hmm,” She drives her hips urgently, like she can’t help it. “Duh-Daddy.”
“Good fucking girl. I love hearing that. It makes Daddy even harder.”
She moans again, then gasps when I push her lips apart with my tongue and suck my whole mouth down on her clit. At the same time, I bring two fingers to her hole. Her wetness spreads for me, smears over her lips as I push my tongue forcefully flat down on her nub.
“That’s… it,” I snarl when the movement of her hips starts to grind against my face. “Chase it… like a… good girl.”
Between each breath, I bury my face in her pussy. Suck her clit. Finger her tight, grasping hole until she can take one full finger. Buried all the way in, curling to strike her sensitive spots and make her tingle all over.
I lose it after a few minutes of listening to her moan. I try to lick her gently, trying not to be a complete monster. Always, there’s a voice in me, roaring at me to stop. But I can’t listen when the opposing sound is the gorgeous wetness of her pussy and her moans urging me on.
I lick her clit like my life depends on it. Fuck her tight, slippery hole with two fingers until her body sings with fleshy, squishy sounds.
“Oh, oh,” she gasps.
“Say—it.”
“Daddy,” she moans. “I’m going to…”
“Good. Fucking. Girl. You only cum for Daddy, understand?”
She stares down at me, veins bulge on her neck. Her face brightens redder. Eyes sparkle, surprised.“Yes, Daddy. Yeeeeeees.”
I lean up so I can watch her. Finger fucking her hole hard and relentlessly now, making her juices gush over my hand and spill onto the mattress.
When I move my hand to my pants, she sits up even more onto her elbows. Seeing her breasts rise and fall with each breath excites me.
“Get those tits out for Daddy,” I snarl.
“Wait,” she murmurs, even as her hand moves to unbutton.
“I’m done waiting.”
I tear down my jeans and my underwear, letting my cock spring out. Huge, long, thick, and… ready. Harder than I’ve ever been, every inch aching as I think about her tight wetness gloved around me. She folds her legs lightly. Flutters her eyelashes.
“Daddy, you need to know…”
Oh, fuck.I stroke my hand up and down my cock, spreading the precum and drawing her gaze.“Tell. Me. Now.”
“Nobody’s ever…” She cups a cute, nervous palm over her slit, hiding it. “Fucked me before,” she finishes. “Only this hand,” she slips a finger into her hole.
My cock judders. I bite down, close my eyes. Calm myself. I was on the edge of something before. Now I’m on a cliff, ready to fall.
“You’re a virgin,” I growl.
She bites her lip, nodding. “A-ha, mmm,” she bites her lip harder, closes her eyes and continues finger fucking herself. She slowly withdraws her finger and draws it up and onto her clit. “Ahhh,” she exhales loudly, sensually.
I step forward, not even daring to touch my cock in case I explode all over her na?ve, virginal face.
“That just means Daddy will have to be gentle… as gentle as I can, anyway. Now – your tits. Be a good girl for Daddy.”
She nods, raises her wet middle finger to her mouth and sucks it clean.
Then strips off her shirt and bra. I stare at her in awe for a few moments.
Her big tits bounce free, her nipples big, mostly soft but peaked at the end.
I climb onto the bed and lean over her. Bend down so that I can suck her nipple and swirl my tongue around it. The move to the other nipple.
She strokes her hands over my back. “Daddy, what if you’re too big for me?”
I lean up and look into her eyes. “You’re a dirty girl, aren’t you? That gets you off. Doesn’t it? Thinking about Daddy stuffing his big, hungry cock in your virgin hole. But you’re going to be too tight and shy for Daddy. I can see how horny that gets you.”
Her cheeks blaze red. She looks as conflicted as I feel deep down, confused by how badly she wants this. But at the same time, she can’t stop. I can’t stop. We’re both lost to this dance of white-hot lust.
“Yes, Daddy,” she whispers.
“Then make Daddy happy, okay?”
“How?” she moans.
“Reach down and grab Daddy’s cock, then guide it to your virgin hole. Show Daddy how badly you want me to be your first.”
“Hmm… okay, Daddy.”
I’m barely holding on for dear life. Every instinct is telling me to savage her young, inexperienced body. Right now.
She wraps a nervous hand around my soaked length, adjusts herself, adjusts me, too.
Her head drops forward, and she licks my tip.
Runs her tongue around, lubricating, lapping up my precum.
Then suddenly plunges her mouth down onto my cock.
Her head bobs as she sucks and slides down the shaft as far as she can go.
Bobbing faster, I place both hands on the top of her head.
She pauses. I ease her head up and motion for her to lie back.
She looks up at me through heavy, hooded eyelids.
“I love your big cock, Daddy. I want more. I want to feel it inside”
I move between her legs as she splays them wide for me. My engorged end kisses her needy, fiery hot hole. I groan, clenching my teeth so hard I’m amazed they don’t shatter. She lets her head fall back when I breach her walls. She presses tightly against me.
“Good girl,” I praise. “Your pussy’s trying to suck me in. Fuck yes.”
She blinks up at me, playing her role now. Shy and adorable and so beautiful, I almost cum in her virgin cunt just from the flutter of her eyelashes.
“It is, Daddy?”
“Yes. Just keep taking Daddy’s dick. All the way.”
She nods, gathering her courage. “Yes, Daddy. I’ll be brave.”
Oh, fuck…She knows how to cast a spell on me.
I push as slowly as I can, fighting the urge to go fully brutal. She sinks her nails into my shoulders, digs so hard I know she’s going to leave marks. I want her to. I see the grimace of pain flash across her face. “Is the pain all right?” She does not answer, so I proceed.
Soon, I’m buried all the way. Her pussy grips my base like she’s trying to milk me, pulsing subtly. Like she’s trying to make me explode in her.
I lean down. Kiss her on the lips. “Can you taste your pussy, angel?”
“Hmm,” she moans, nodding.
“Daddy likes you tasting yourself,” I growl.
She knows how to please. Wants to make me ache as badly as I make her ache. She reads my lust, softly cradles my face with her hands, then leans in for another kiss. “I like tasting my pussy, Daddy,” she says, throwing herself into the roleplay. Into what I want, what I need.
“Good…” I trail off, gasping. “Good fucking girl. Does it hurt?”
She blinks. Shakes her head. “Nuh-no, Daddy. A little bit.”
“I’ll be gentle anyway. Rub your tits while I fuck you.”
“Like this?”
She’s a damn natural. I plant my fists on both sides of her, push up, slide out slowly, stare down at her, and watch the change in her expression. I pause when I’m all the way out, letting my end kiss her needy, responsive hole long enough to draw a contented whimper.
“So confident already,” I tease.
She bites her lower lip, her eyes light up, and she nods, “Yes, Daddy.”
I thrust back in and fuck her faster. Can’t help it.
I try to keep the thrusts as tame as possible.
Try not to buckle the bed or shatter her bones.
But soon, I can’t hold back anymore. I grind into her, but as gently as I can.
Respecting her first time, even as her hot, eager pussy grips and caresses me.
Even when she massages her tits like she’s kneading dough.
Even when her moans turn high-pitched, and I know she’s getting close.
I growl in her ear. “I want Daddy’s dick to be the first you cum on. The only one. This cute pussy doesn’t cum on anyone else. Ever.”
“Nuh-no,” she gasps. “Just—you—Daddy …Ohhh…”
A few thrusts later, her slick pussy clamps hard onto me and starts pulsing. I stare down between us. What a sight.
My giant cock pistoning in and out, pumping her tight, willing hole. Long, regular thrusts. Slowing now, in time with her breaths. I thrust in fully, then hold. I freeze. She judders, tenses, her back arches, her pussy grips tight, and her orgasm erupts.
My vision goes white, my eyes close. And then I’m lost to the world, roaring as I collapse atop her, my hips twitch, my spine stiffens, and my glutes clench. I pump rope after rope of cum deep into her willing pussy.
Tripping in our afterglow, I lie next to her, breathing hard.
She leans up, places her hands on my chest, and looks down at me with wide eyes.
Her lips pressed tight. She’s fidgety, worried.
About something. I kiss the top of her head, stroke her beautiful face, and wrap my arms reassuringly around her.
“Beautiful,” I repeat. “My beautiful non-virgin.” She just looks at me hard, and a slight smile emerges. She sighs. We lie on our backs, side by side, quiet.
I just want to sink into our after-sex bonding, luxuriate in it, doze, but I cannot.
Too aware that I just crossed a line I’ll never be able to uncross.
Hell, she called me daddy. Daddy! Roleplay or not, what have I done?
And, taken her virginity.
I tell myself I was giving her the comfort she sought and needed right now. But I am also repulsed at my own thought. Holy Christ, am I this ruthless? I am! I know I am.
Fucking her before she even knows what I did to her dad … and by extension, what I did to her.
That was me. She just let a monster into her life.
Did her worst nightmare just take her virginity?