6
Erik
Jesus, this girl sleeps like a rock.
She didn’t wake up when I came in the room, slid into bed with her, then slipped my painfully hard dick between her legs.
When her damp folds welcomed me in wetness, I nearly spilled right there.
I didn’t push inside. I just tried to ease my suffering by gliding between her thighs with that slick warmth riding the top of my shaft for a few strokes, which turned into a half hour of pumping myself raw and driving myself crazy, wanting to rail into her virgin opening, asleep or not.
Finally, her sleepy voice tickles my ears.
“Daddy, what are you doing?” She’s playing the game, and it’s a game where we both win.
“Shhhh, princess. Daddy’s just trying to relax. Just be still.”
The late afternoon light is warming us through the windows as her soft body wiggles against me, and she squeezes her thighs tight until I’m ready to burst.
“I was dreaming about you,” she whispers as I kiss her neck, pumping my hips as she starts to rock hers into my rhythm. “Touching me. Kissing me.”
Fuck. “You like when I touch and kiss you, don’t you, little girl?”
She moans on a nod. “I like making you happy.”
“That’s good, because that’s your job. Whatever I want. Whatever I ask. You’ll give it to me, won’t you?”
“Yes.” She hisses, her back arching as her hand comes down under the covers to palm the tip of my dick poking between her thighs, rubbing the swollen head as she twists to look at me. “It’s so big. It’s hard and soft at the same time.”
“Yes, and you’ve made it that way. It hurts, it’s so hard. You need to help ease my pain.”
“I want to do that. I don’t want you hurting.”
“Good girl,” I growl, running my hand down her hip, showing her body how to move against me, priming her for what’s coming.
Literally.
This is all happening at warp speed, and all I can think about is getting my seed into her womb. If for any reason she decides she needs some time or space or whatever other bullshit, I’ll already have her locked down. My child will be growing inside of her, so there will be no escape.
My nostrils flare as I bite into my cheek to keep from coming. The softness of her hand is enough to make me spurt, but I have to be inside that young cunt first.
She needs to understand she’s mine. For all time.
“Rubbing your hand on me like that is going to get you fucked hard, Tootsie.”
“How hard?” she answers with a sly smile, licking her lips on a wink.
“You’re going to find out.”
On a yelp, I’ve got her around the waist, spinning her around onto her knees.
I’d thought that our first time would be soft, slow and gentle. But I don’t think that’s going to happen.
“You want Daddy to fuck you like a dog?” I growl, barely recognizing the feral animal sounds coming from my mouth, or how this sweet, dark-haired angel brings out such diametrically opposed parts of me. “Right here on the fucking floor?”
I want to feed her and bathe her and read her fucking bedtime stories, then I want to raw dog her on all fours, smacking her ass and pulling her hair.
She’s bringing all the parts of me together, making me whole.
She braces her elbows on the cream carpeting, her hair falling into her face as she turns, our eyes locked.
“Whatever Daddy needs, Daddy gets.”
Jesus, she’s fucking perfect. So fucking perfect.
Breathing is nearly impossible as I take in the offering in front of me. I press a digit against her back opening, listening to her hiss.
“What if I need to fuck your little ass? Does Daddy get to do that?”
Her eyes widen, glazed, as redness climbs her cheeks. A flicker of fear crosses her face.
“Yes,” she finally whispers. “Whatever he needs.”
“That’s right.” I leave her ass and shove two fingers into her cunt, her wetness spilling down my palm. “And that’s my girl. My wet little messy Tootsie Pop. Push back on Daddy’s dick. You’re going to fuck me. You made me hard, now you fix it.”
There’s a beat of silence as my heart climbs up my throat. I aim my weeping dick at her opening, taking my fingers out after a few priming pumps, then line up.
“Fuck Daddy,” I growl, landing a hard smack on her ass. “Be a good girl and fuck your Daddy. You get him all worked up, then don’t think you have to pay up?”
I pump my hand up and down a few times as her heat connects with the swollen head, nearly making me shoot off right there.
She’s easing herself back, wiggling and rocking until her mouth opens and she squeezes her eyes shut, as the obvious size issue becomes more clear.
“I can’t.”
I land another smack on her ass. “You can. You will. Give me that cherry, baby. Tell Daddy you want to be with him forever while you destroy yourself on his dick.”
She bites her lip and her soaked pussy strains around the head, her gasps and my own moans mixing as I pop inside her, taking her innocence as I grab her hips and buck mine forward, finishing the job in one hard thrust.
She tenses, yelps, but pushes back into my offering.
“Jesus, so fucking tight. I’m gonna nut fast, baby. This will be quick, then I’ll take my little girl slow and sweet on a bed. But for now, this is what you get. Hard and fast.”
In the space of a few breaths, I’ve worked her opening around me, and she’s fisting the carpet but soaking me down to my balls.
I go deeper, deeper, as I lean forward, blanketing her with my body, digging my teeth into her shoulder as I pump inside her. Finally her fight is gone, and her body relaxes.
“That’s my girl. Take it, baby. Tell me you love me. Then you’ll get all Daddy’s cream.” I pump harder, our flesh slapping in wet smacks of hips to ass. “Say it. Say you love me while Daddy mounts you like a dog.”
She lets out a shaky sob, meeting my forward thrusts with her own backwards greetings. “I love you. I love you. I love—”
That’s all it takes. Her orgasm is quick and hard as I grit my teeth, her body locking down around me.
My heart bucks around against my ribs. My blood rushes hot through my ears. She’s given me everything now, and I want to reward her with my own. I’m a slave to her pussy already. I know it.
“You’re mine, Andrea. All mine.”
“I’ll be yours forever, Daddy.”
Those words spear my heart as I feel the base of my cock start to flex, the muscles in my back knotting as I give her one last deep thrust, sending my seed home as she screams, taking my thickness to her limit as I reach under her chest, palming her tits, holding her body steady as I empty my balls into her womb.
We’re panting and sweating as I glide out of her, pride pumping in my chest at the sight of her virgin blood around my cock.
She’s limp as I gather her easily against my chest, carrying her down the hall, fighting the urge to break into a run because my dick is already demanding round two.
This time, I ease her onto the bed, taking my time as I crawl up her body, her lips opening as I press my kiss there, her tongue sliding inside my mouth as I slide my dick back home.
Our naked bodies move against each other in slow, easy motions as I pause from the kiss.
“Eyes on me,” I command as I brace my torso over her on locked arms. “Daddy loves you, baby.”
The words bring a smile to her swollen lips.
“Can I ask something?”
“Of course.”
“Promise me you’ll save my aunt’s house. Promise me.”
I slowly ease in and out. “I’d promise you anything when I’m inside this perfect tight little cunt.”
Her body bows when I reach down and press my thumb to her clit, and move it in hard circles while speeding my thrusts.
“Say. You. Promise.” She mouths the words, her eyes falling shut, heels kicking into my ass and pulling me deeper.
“I promise, baby. Daddy will always keep his word.”
I grab her thighs and work her calves onto my shoulders. There’s never been a place that felt more perfect than where I am right now, inside her.
Her pussy tightens and her body gives me its own gift, squirting on another rolling orgasm, drenching me down to my knees and the bedding beneath us, thinking of getting my mouth on that pussy again so I can drink down everything she offers.
“Never enough.” I growl to myself as we both fall over the edge, knowing my dick will never be satisfied.
Before her last moans are out of her mouth, I’ve got her pliant body in my hands, dropping my back onto the bed and mounting her on her new throne.
“My queen,” I announce, her limp body struggling upright as I fill her from below.
“My king.”
I never thought this would be me. Pussy-whipped and dreaming of a lifetime of kissing and fucking and being called Daddy.
Both by my sweet babygirl, but also by the babies she’s going to give me.
The things I never knew I wanted are the things I know I now can’t live without.