Chapter 9 #2
“Please,” I whimper again, cupping my full breasts in offering to the huge man. “I need you, Daddy.”
Harsh streaks decorate the alpha male’s cheekbones as he sheds his clothing.
That’s when my breathing really does stop because I’ve never seen Hunter fully naked before, and the sight puts Adonis to shame.
My stepfather has the sculpted physique of a gladiator, with thick, slab-like pectorals; brawny arms; and a six pack like a washboard.
His thighs are powerful and huge, ready to stomp enemies, and his waist defined and ridged with muscle.
But it’s his cock that makes me whine with nervous energy because I’ve only seen the tip before, dangling beneath his gym shorts.
But now it’s out in the open, a deep, shiny purple, and at least ten inches long.
It’s erect and stiff, with glorious veins running along the sides, and my eyes go wide as my pussy gushes again.
“Oh my,” is my breathless mewl, unable to stop staring as Hunter growls and caresses his cock with one hand, squeezing it so that a bead of come pearls at the tip.
“Like what you see?” he rasps, a smile playing dangerously at the corner of his lips. “Or are you scared?”
Immediately, my sassiness comes to the fore.
“I’m not scared, Daddy,” I purr. “I just need it.”
Then, Hunter pounces again. The huge man is on me, like an enormous, heated wall, and I writhe with pleasure beneath his bulk.
It feels so good to have an alpha male’s mass pressing me into the soft cushions, and my legs part of their own accord, his cockhead immediately notching itself at my creamy opening.
“Oh yes, you need it, don’t you?” Hunter hisses while delivering a love bite to my neck. “Look how fast that happened. Your pussy’s ready to suck my dick in.”
I don’t have time to respond because my everything’s going up flames. My breasts feel sensitized, my temperature is through the roof, and I’ve reached a breaking point as my back arches, pussy pulsing.
“Please, Hunter,” I mewl, fingernails scratching at the huge man’s back. “Please, please!”
“You sound so good begging, sweetheart,” he moans. “But don’t worry, sweetheart, because Daddy will deliver.”
With that, he presses that huge shaft against my creaming femininity. I squeal and writhe, but nothing happens because he’s too big!
“Relax,” Hunter whispers against my cheek. “I know I’m massive and you’re very small, sweetheart. But you can do it. You’re only eighteen, and the young ones always have flexible cunts.”
I moan again, my eyes fluttering closed as I grip his massive shoulders.
“I want to stretch for you, Daddy. I want you inside, ohhhh!”
“Then hold on, baby,” he moans in my ear. “Relax, and just let yourself feel.”
Then, Hunter increases the pressure again, and this time, his tip slides in, sinking a few inches in my cunt. The huge male pauses for a moment, his breathing labored as his massive torso gleams with sweat. He looks down, taking in our joined bodies, and lets out another throaty moan.
“Shit baby girl. You look so good with my huge dick in your tiny pink pussy. Do you think you can take more, baby? Would you like that?”
Without waiting for an answer, Hunter pushes his shaft forwards, his thick man meat suddenly punching through the thin membrane of my hymen.
“Ouch!” I gasp, my eyes opening wide as pain shoots through my insides. “Oh my god!”
Hunter goes absolutely still, the massive slab of his chest dripping with sweat against my curves.
“Nova, is that what I thought it was? Is that ...?”
Tears well in my eyes because what if Hunter blames me for his discovery? I bite my lip and vow not to cry.
“Yes, Daddy, it was. I’ve never been touched by a man before. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you beforehand, but I didn’t know if ... well, I just didn’t know if you’d want me if you knew!”
Hunter stares down at me, his blue eyes blazing with an emotion that I can’t read.
“You’ve never been with a man before,” he echoes, his voice at once reverential and dazed. “You’ve never taken a man’s cock in this tight pink pussy.”
“No, never,” I say in a tearful voice, the waterworks beginning to start even though I vowed I’d keep them at bay. “I’m sorry, Daddy. Are you angry with me?”
He dips his head to seize my mouth in a ravenous kiss. Somehow, there’s an element of possession here that wasn’t present before, as if he can’t believe that I’ve never been touched. Yet he’s all too eager to mark me as his.
“No, don’t apologize, sweetheart,” he rasps, those blue eyes blazing with passion now. “You have no idea how this makes me feel, Nova. To know you’ve never been with another man. That you’re innocent. Untouched .”
Then he withdraws, and sure enough, his thick shaft has a tiny streak of red on the side, which makes me shudder with shame. What if Hunter’s disgusted by the blood? What if he hates me, and tells me to scram? I’d die, surely.
But instead, the visual confirmation of my virginity only turns the alpha male into a crazed man. His mouth drops to mine once more, claiming me as his, as his hips pick up speed, that massive cock sinking into my wetness with a new possession.
“Mine,” he moans against my lips. “Mine, mine, mine.”
I caress the bulging muscles of his back as the pain begins to subside, pleasure building in its place.
Yes, I was made for this man. Yes, Hunter is the one who claimed my innocence, and who’s helped me cross over the threshold to womanhood.
Yes, this is how it’s supposed to happen, and how it was always meant to be.
With those prophetic words on my mind, my world explodes. My vision goes white as I scream in Hunter’s face, climax shaking my curves like a massive earthquake.
“Hunter!” I shriek. “Oh oh oh!”
“Yes, baby,” he rasps. “Let it all out. I love feeling your pussy clench around my cock, yes yes yes – oh SHIT!”
Then, climax strikes my lover as well. I feel his shaft jerk deep inside my wet depths before pulsing hotly, virile streams of baby batter lashing against my fertile fields.
“Oh FUCK!” he shouts, a conquering warrior marking his territory. “Take it, baby, take it. Oh fuck fuck fuck!”
I clench and scream some more, my pussy pulsing with ecstasy as it milks the massive shaft buried deep inside.
I’m stretched so hard by his size that it hurts, but it’s worth it because this is the man I was born to adore.
Meanwhile, Hunter pumps like an animal who’s lost all control.
His hips continue to fuck me through the orgasm, a massive load of come deposited into my sweetest spot as we journey together through the ecstatic haze.
“Daddy,” I cry as tears stream down my face. “Oh Daddy!”
“Yes, baby girl,” he moans in reply, still pumping into my fertile depths. “Oh shit shit shit.”
Our moans rise through the room, twining and embracing as we savor the intimacy of finally being together as a man and woman.
But all good things come to an end, and we eventually come down from the high.
I’m sweaty and boneless, Hunter’s shaft still buried within my folds.
I half expect him to pull out, but instead, he stays nestled deep inside my sensitive femininity.
I summon my courage to steal a glance at those azure eyes.
“Are you angry?” I manage in a small voice. “For not telling you that I was a virgin, I mean?”
Hunter leans back to take my small chin in his big hand, our gazes locking. But there’s a loving light to his expression, something there that wasn’t before.
“No, baby,” he rasps. “I’m not angry. I would never be angry at you for gifting me your innocence.
If anything, I’m gratified and awestruck that you did.
But tell me, sweetheart. How did that come to be?
You’re sexy, beautiful, and fertile. I was sure you’d lost your virginity to some boy years ago. ”
I shake my head slowly, my cheeks growing pink. It’s so intimate to be talking like this, still joined together, while we’re completely naked. But it feels open and honest too, and I reveal my heart to Hunter.
“No, not really. Boys were never interested in me. I’ve always been a wallflower.”
Hunter lets out a disbelieving grunt of laughter.
“Sweetheart, I’m going to call you out on that one.
I literally caught you with a boy on New Year’s Eve, and then interrupted you on a date with a different douchebag tonight.
You are absolutely catnip for the male species.
Hell, I’ve been eyeing you myself from the moment you walked through my door. ”
“You have?” I breathe, staring up into his possessive gaze. “Since I moved in during the fall?”
His handsome expression is fierce, yet loving at once.
“Yes, Nova,” he confesses. “It’s wrong. I tried to stop it.
I tried to fight the attraction, and did everything to keep my hands off you.
But in the end, it wasn’t meant to be. I started acting fucking crazy, and I’m embarrassed to say, but all the boys you paraded in front of me only made it worse.
I couldn’t stand the thought of you dating acne-riddled, teenage assholes.
Your curves belong to me,” he adds with a fierce, masculine smile.
“But why were you ignoring me?” I ask in a whisper, smoothing one small hand up his bronzed chest. “I mean, we kissed on New Year’s Eve and I thought it was the beginning of something new. But you acted like I was nothing but dirt afterwards.”
Hunter is still for a moment, his bronzed body poised above and inside me as he considers his answer. Then, he meets my gaze straight on, everything out in the open.
“Sweetheart, like I said, I was fighting my attraction to you. It was a losing battle, but at that point, I was still trying to follow the honorable path. I thought by ignoring you, maybe I could make this thing between us disappear.”