7. Victor #2
I leaned down and, with a firm tongue, flicked a nipple back and forth before pulling it into my mouth, where I gently suckled on her.
Pulling from her, all sorts of dirty, filthy images popped into my head.
With a grunt, I let that one go to give the other the same attention, my hands on her hips trying to keep her squirmy little hips still.
When I couldn’t handle it anymore, my mouth moved south.
She pulled herself up on her elbows to watch me flip that little skirt over to her exposed belly and, without taking my eyes off her, took my first taste of heaven on earth.
I groaned like a wounded animal. One who had been starving and was about to gorge himself on the sweetest juices known to man.
“Daddy! Oh god.” She bucked, arching her back. Her shirt fell askew off her shoulders, her hair a wild mess behind her as the makeup smeared slightly and kitty ears clung to her head for mercy.
“Be my good girl, Lucy.” I squeezed her thighs as I licked and nibbled, enjoying every feminine dewy drop that dripped from her cunt.
“I need more,” she cried.
“You need to stay still, pretty girl.” I spanked the side of her thigh, not too hard or too light, and she squealed. Grinding against my face with a desperate need.
“Please!” she cried out. My tongue darted in and out of her little hole, tasting her, exploring her tightness. I almost went cross-eyed thinking about shoving my cock into this tight little channel.
“More, Daddy, please! I need more!”
“You want more, baby?” I growled as I pulled away, her eyes taking in the shininess of her girly honey all over my face. “You want daddy’s fingers or cock?” The offer was genuine.
“Cock.”
“You want daddy’s cock, huh?” I asked, pulling away and watching as she nodded furiously.
I hopped off the bed.
The temptation to take my cock out and stick it right in her sweet little pussy was too big, but there was no way the both of us weren’t going to be fucking naked our first time.
Sans that cute little skirt.
“Take your top off,” I ordered. Without taking my eyes off her, I undid the zipper, letting my thick, heavy dick spring out. Her eyes widened.
“What did daddy say, Sunshine?” She sat up and shimmied out of her blouse. “Ears,” I pointed out for her to chuck off.
Too on edge as I pushed down my pants down, along with my boxer briefs, after kicking off my socks and boots.
She tossed the headband off, letting it land god only knew where, because our focus was locked on one another.
I palmed my thick erection, swiping the droplet of fluid at the tip down as lube.
“You want this?” I asked, stroking myself slowly while my eyes roamed the lines of her curvy body. She was exquisite. All woman, divine femininity come to life.
And all mine.
Only mine.
“Yes, Daddy! Please!” She kneeled on the bed, her tits bouncing with every nod.
“Come over here, little girl.” I crooked my finger. She crawled on the bed until she reached the edge. My hand reached for her chin. Hers moved between my legs. Suddenly, both our hands had my cock in a tight vice.
“Let me touch you,” she pleaded breathily.
“Baby.” My head swam with lust and a soul-aching desire to get off.
“You’re so big, Daddy. Thick.”
“For you, Sunshine. All for you.”
“I need it,” she pleaded, her eyes glassy.
“Get on the edge of the bed and lie down,” I growled, trying like hell not to embarrass myself.
What was it about Lucy that had a man like me about to lose my load after just a couple of tugs?
She did as she was told, and I guided her to bend her knees, heels of her feet planted flat on the mattress.
“Look at my girl all spread open for her daddy.” My open-palmed hands stroked her thighs, and I watched as her lips bloomed open, and that tiny little hole of hers clenched and spasmed like it was looking, needing to be filled.
“Your little pussy feel empty?” I taunted. She nodded, making soft little panting noises. “You’re so small, and daddy’s so big, Lucy. You think I’ll fit, Sunshine?”
“Yes. Please just give it to me!” I grabbed my cock and glided it between her lips, the sight of is as beautiful as it was erotic. Another droplet of fluid dribbled out of the tip as I smeared it onto her skin, rubbing the crown against her clit.
“Daddy!” She writhed beneath me. “Please, stop teasing. I need you.”
“You need daddy, baby?”
“Please,” she cried, grinding her hips, moving them to get her way.
“You want the tip?” I kept teasing, prolonging what we both knew was inevitable. We were too far gone and in too deep to have it any other way.
“The tip, please,” she pleaded. I pressed the crown of my cock to her entrance, and her hips bucked, but I held on to her. Keeping her nice and steady and still.
“Look how well you took daddy’s fat tip, baby.” The sight was fucking beautiful.
“More,” she whined.
“You sure you can take more, Sunshine? Why don’t you just get off on daddy’s tip first?
” I suggested. “Get you to come for me a couple of times before I thrust my big daddy dick inside of you?” I leaked precum, my cock angry at me for suggesting anything that didn’t get him inside of her right away.
But no matter what, Lucy’s needs would always come first.
“No,” she whined beautifully. “More. I need more than the tip. I can take it.”
“You sure, Lucy? I stick it all the way in, I’m going to stretch you. Use and ruin you for anyone else.”
“I don’t want anyone else. Just you. You and your cock inside me. All of it! Every inch, please!”
Fuck, how the hell could a man ever deny such a sweet request?