41. Ryker
41
Ryker
I 've never seen something so purely erotic in my whole life as I just did, watching her come on her fingers in front of a bunch of strangers. It was a last minute decision to show her off like that, but I wanted to help her see how fucking perfect she is, and I’d say it was a success. Not a dry pussy or soft cock in the house. I know mine sure wasn’t. I doubt her insecurities are magically gone, but I hope it helped, even if just a little.
“Tell me how wet my pussy is after coming all over your hand for all those strangers like a filthy fucking girl.”
Her pupils are so blown out, I can barely see the green in them anymore as she pants, “your pussy is soaked Daddy, but it’s all for you.” Fuck me. She’s so perfect like this.
“Then take Daddy’s cock out and show him how thankful you are that I allowed you to come.” And like the perfect girl she is, she reaches up to unbutton my jeans and pulls down the zipper slowly and carefully like she’s afraid my dick will break if she moves too fast.
Reaching into my jeans, she wraps her hand around my already rock hard shaft and pulls it from my boxer briefs. I help her by shifting them, along with my jeans down my thighs and my dick springs free, the throbbing head aimed right at her. He knows what he wants. We’re one hundred percent on the same page here.
I don’t have to tell her what to do. She sticks her tongue out and licks the bead of pre-cum waiting for her at my tip. I can’t stifle the groan that escapes my lips at the contact. Between the soft wetness of her tongue and her warm breath on my skin, I can’t stop from tightening my hold on her hair and ordering, “Open that sexy mouth and let Daddy in.”
She opens, but I don’t give her a chance to wrap her lips around me before I’m thrusting into her warm, wet mouth until I bottom out at the back of her throat. The contraction of her throat as she gags has me ready to blow my damn load before I’m ready. I pull out, allowing her to catch her breath. “I’ve been holding back some, baby, but I don’t think I can do it anymore. Don’t forget, you can stop me if you need to.”
“I will,” she pants. “Please fuck my face, Daddy. I can take it.”
“How could I deny you, when you ask so nicely?”
I plunge my fat dick back into her waiting mouth, and I’m transported back to when I jerked myself off in the shower to this very image of her on her knees, taking me so well.
Pumping in and out of her mouth, I hit the back of her throat repeatedly while holding her hair in both fists. As soon as she begins to gag again, I pull back slightly without stopping. My girl has very little gag reflex. Good to know. She is starting to drool though and the sight of her messy like this causes that tingling, low in my spine, to intensify as my balls begin to draw up. I’m close.
“I’m going to come soon, baby. Get ready.” She can’t respond with words, only gurgles and slurps. It’s one of the sexiest sounds I’ve ever heard. “Fuck, you look so pretty taking this fat cock down your tight throat.”
Then I pull myself from the warmth of her mouth and she gasps, desperate to get more air. She fucking earned it.
“Stick out your tongue,” I order, followed by two long, languid strokes of my throbbing shaft, before I paint her gorgeous face with my seed. Then with two fingers, I gather up my release and press it onto her tongue to feed it to her. “Hold it there. Do not swallow.”
She looks breathtaking like this, sweat stained and spent, waiting to swallow my hot cum. Crouching down to eye level, I push a wet lock of hair behind her ear. She’s panting, clearly ready to swallow and my dick jerks, dying to come back to life already so he can have more of her.
I regard her for a moment longer as I attempt to will my insides to stop vibrating with the need to consume her. “I’m so fucking proud of you. I hope you see the truth now. Your mother… is wrong. You had them all , myself included, in the palm of your hands.”
She lightly nods followed by a whimper as her hooded eyes plead with me to let her swallow.
“Do you want to swallow my cum, baby?” I already know the answer, but I can’t resist taunting her a little. “But you look so sexy, I kind of want to keep you like this.”
Her whine is more desperate now as she shuffles on her knees, no doubt getting antsy at the situation she’s in.
“Go ahead,” I relent. “Swallow my cum like a good fucking girl. You’ve earned it.”