Chapter Three
I stayed buried inside her for a long moment, savoring the way her pussy continued to flutter and milk every last drop from me.
When I finally pulled out, the sight nearly made me hard again instantly.
Thick white cum oozed from her swollen, well-fucked pussy, slowly dripping down her slit and onto the sheets.
Kennedy whimpered at the loss, her hips chasing me instinctively.
“Look at that,” I murmured, running my thumb through the mess and pushing some of it back inside her. “Daddy made such a pretty mess of you.”
She shivered, eyes glassy with lust. My cock, still semi-hard and glistening with our combined juices, twitched at the sight. The storm showed no signs of letting up, and neither did the hunger between us.
I flipped her over onto her stomach without warning, then pulled her hips up so she was on all fours.
Kennedy gasped, instinctively arching her back and pushing her ass toward me.
The position was obscene—her face pressed into the pillow, back dipped, ass high in the air with my cum still leaking from her.
“Fuck, baby girl,” I growled, gripping her hips hard enough to leave marks. “You look so perfect like this. Made for Daddy to ruin.”
I rubbed my cock along her messy slit, coating myself in the mix of her cream and my cum, then slapped the thick head against her clit a few times. She moaned and pushed back, desperate for me again.
“Please, Daddy… I need you back inside me.”
I didn’t make her wait long. I lined up and thrust in hard, burying myself in one powerful stroke.
The new angle let me go even deeper. Kennedy cried out into the pillow, her fingers twisting in the sheets.
I gave her only a few seconds to adjust before I started fucking her properly—long, brutal strokes that made her ass ripple with every impact.
I brought my hand down in a sharp spank on her right cheek. She clenched around me with a broken moan.
“Again,” she begged. “Harder, Daddy.”
I spanked her again, then again on the other side, watching the skin bloom pink as I pounded into her. I wrapped her long hair around my fist and pulled her head back, forcing her to arch deeper. The wet, filthy sounds of my cock slamming into her cum-filled pussy filled the cabin.
“You’ve been teasing me for years without even knowing it,” I growled, leaning over her back so my chest pressed against her. “Prancing around in those little shorts when you visited. Now you’re getting exactly what you wanted—Daddy’s big cock stretching this young pussy and filling it with cum.”
Kennedy was pushing back to meet every thrust, fucking herself on me like she was starving for it. “Yes—God, yes! I used to wear them on purpose… hoping you’d notice. I wanted you to bend me over just like this and breed me.”
Her words snapped something in me. I released her hair, gripped both hips with bruising force, and started railing her with deep, punishing strokes. The headboard slammed rhythmically against the wall. I reached around and rubbed her clit in tight circles while I fucked her senseless.
“Gonna fill you up again, baby girl,” I panted. “Gonna pump so much cum into this womb you’ll be dripping for days. Maybe I’ll knock you up… make my best friend a grandpa without him ever knowing who did it.”
The dirty fantasy sent her over the edge.
Kennedy came hard with a scream, her pussy spasming violently around my cock.
The rhythmic squeezing pulled my own orgasm from me.
I buried myself as deep as possible and unloaded again, flooding her with even more thick ropes of cum.
I kept grinding deep through both our orgasms, making sure every drop stayed inside her.
When I finally pulled out, a gush of cum poured from her wrecked hole. Kennedy collapsed onto the bed, panting and trembling. I lay down beside her and pulled her into my arms, kissing her sweat-damp forehead as thunder continued to rumble outside.
“You’re mine now, Kennedy,” I whispered against her hair. “No going back.”