Chapter Twelve
Losing Control
Jameson Bishop
Please stop me, anyone stop me from doing this.
Turning and slamming her to the wall, I begin tearing off her clothing. Now that I’ve crossed this boundary I plan to do it properly. She wanted me to lose control?
She is about to find out why Ive kept it buried for so long.
I can’t think of the consequences, I can’t think of what my daughter will say, or the disciplinary actions for fucking my staff. I can’t focus on anything except the feeling of her skin on mine.
And how it’s not enough.
Ripping through her pajama pants, I find her without panties.
Oh sweet God, please someone tell me to stop.
She pulls me back in, her hands guiding me to her now uncovered breasts, and I latch on, sucking gently, her moans only driving me on.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. I need to be gentle. The warning repeats somewhere in the back of my mind.
But Im not a gentle man.
Spinning us away from the wall, I send her crashing to the bed. Already atop her again before she has fully settled, I hike her legs up and bury my face into her pink, silky smooth pussy.
Oh, Christ I am a bad, bad, bad man.
Thrusting my tongue directly into her I eat her like a man possessed.
So long. So long I have thought of all the ways I would ruin her. Ravage her. There is nothing between us now. Nothing to stop me. A haze descends and I can’t hold back anymore.
Moving up to tongue her clit I roughly shove three fingers into her. As wet as she is, she can take it. She doesn’t have a choice now.
The pace I set is brutal. Forcing her to climb toward her orgasm so fast it will make her head spin. I hooked my fingers and piston them in and out in shallow but punishing thrusts.
Her cries and groans are so sweet. She’s shifting and pushing at my head, trying to get me to stop. But she wanted this.
Wanted me unleashed. Now I have no tether.
And this pussy is mine.
Her cries grow frenzied and frantic, I know she’s about to come. But I need to feel it on my cock. I want her to milk me. I want to see my cum oozing out of this pretty pussy so I can do it all over again.
Im going to fill every single whole she has. This night isn’t even close to over yet.
Removing my tongue, I grab her by the hips and roughly flip her over. The smack sounds through the room as I spank her bare ass.
Her cry is loud enough to send every animal within a hundred yards scurrying into the undergrowth.
I need more.
Again I smack her ass, right above the junction of her thighs, her scream is muffled as I slam my cock into her and ride her like Im trying to fuck her into the mattress.
Each thrust sends the old frame right into the bare wood wall. The lack of insulation should concern me, but I am beyond any cohesive thought.
Oh Christ yes, she’s a screamer. Scream for me baby.
Fucking into her with grunts and groans I slap her ass again, squeezing her cheeks with the hard flex of my hands and using it as leverage to fuck into her harder.
Her cries are pitiful, just lying there and taking it like a good girl.
Like my good girl.
I feel her walls beginning to clench down on me, and Im not ready. Each press and pull in and out of her driving me to the edge with pleasure. I need to cum in her. I need her to always remember I was inside her. That I was in this deep. I want her to carry it with her always.
Her screaming is getting louder and in the back of my mind, a warning is repeating itself, but all I can hear is the slapping of my skin against hers. But I need more.
Wrapping my hand around her hair, I pull her upright and fuck her harder while she bounces against me. Each thrust brings out a new groan, putting me at the perfect angle, and she screams through her orgasm as I continue to drive into her through it.
Trying to hold it back, I break when a second orgasm starts and he clamps down on my cock hard enough it forces my ejaculation.
I throw myself into her as hard as I can, yanking on her hair and getting as deep as I possible until it feels like she’s sucking it out of me.
Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, yessssssssssssss.
But I am far from done with her.
I flip her back over onto her back. Her dazed and euphoric expression satisfying me in a way I haven’t been in years.
Opening her legs and getting a good view, I watch as it drips down from her pussy. Reaching out, I scoop it back in. closing my eyes at the feeling, I press it back in.
Her moan at my rough treatment of her already abused pussy is just incentive. Sparking my desire to have her again.
I may be in my midlife. But I have the stamina. I have the experience. She has no idea what she signed up for. But she’s about to.
Getting her back on all fours in her current state takes some coaxing, and she seems beyond words.
Already semi hard again, I guide her mouth to my cock, pressing back into her mouth and reaching behind her to continue fingering her hot tight pussy, I work her up to the rhythm.
She chokes and gags for the first few thrusts.
“Relax your throat. Breath through your nose.” I groan. “Take it. Take me like a good girl.”
She moans against my dick, and the vibration has my eyes slamming closed. Fuck.
“Do that again.” I command her.
Relaxing her throat and taking a deep breath, she hums experimentally while I pick up the pace. Fucking into her hot mouth while she vibrates and fights the gag as I hit the back of her throat and bottom out is the best feeling Ive ever known.
“Fuck, this mouth.” I thrust into her roughly, feeling the back of her throat clench. “All the times you’ve sassed. All the times you’ve challenged me. This is all I have thought of.” I grit out.
“Fucking this mouth.” I thrust again hard, holding it there to hear her struggle. The motions of her throat around my cock are exquisite. I wait as long as I can before she needs to breathe again and pull out.
I’m almost about to come already. Fuck.
Pulling her up off my dick and into my lap, I position her pussy on the tip and grab her by the neck.
“Tell me you want this cock, tell me how much you want me to fuck you. Tell me you’re my good girl and I’ll give it to you.” I snarl.
Her eyes are glazed over and watering. She has drool at the corner of her mouth. She almost looks ready to pass out.
I have never been more turned on.
Realizing I may have taken it too far too fast, I pull her in and whisper. “One more. One more and you can sleep baby.”
“Yes Daddy.” She murmurs.
I almost come right then, hearing those words from her.
Fuck.
Reaching under her arms to grab her shoulders for leverage, I slam her down onto my cock. Her throaty groan is like a drug. I need more. More. More.
Again and again I pull her down as I press upwards and fuck her hard. Her cries getting louder and louder. Finally she speaks.
“God yes, oh god. Yes Bishop, harder.”
She wants more? Fuck yes.
Frantically picking up my pace, I thrust into her recklessly, driving her to orgasm so I can pump her full again.