Jacob #3
Penelope’s squirming takes on an urgent energy, her leg over my shoulder flexing, her moans becoming pants. She starts to tremble and I lick her with more intensity as I rub that textured spot inside her.
“Oh god... yes... yes... nnghh…”
She shoves her pussy harder toward me, gyrating her hips as she rides my face and fingers, coming on them too. Her pussy spasms around my fingers as she shudders hard, her groans mixed in with gasps of my name.
Watching her come hard is peak perfection. I’m fucking proud of myself for being the one who made her do it. Not all heroes wear capes. Some wear their woman’s trembling legs over their shoulders.
Penelope twists her hips as her orgasm wrests her body. I move with her, determined to wring every drop of pleasure out of her.
When she slackens under me and heaves a satisfied sigh, I finally let up and slip my fingers out of her. I suck her slickness from them and kiss her trembling pelvis.
“Thank you for coming so hard on my face, darling. It’s the best gift I’ve ever gotten. You treat me so well.”
She smiles, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
“You’re welcome, dear. You deserved it.”
I chuckle softly then squeeze her hips and waist, pressing more kisses up her stomach. I’ve always been open-minded to having kids, but it was never something I pursued. At forty years old with trust issues, I figured it would never happen.
A dangerous fantasy floats through my mind as I kiss Penelope’s stomach. I imagine her with a round belly and my baby growing inside it.
Is she on birth control? I don’t remember seeing her take any. I didn’t feel anything inside her either. If she isn’t on any protection, I could make my fantasy real tonight.
Then she can never leave my life entirely.
She’ll be tethered to me forever.
Neither of us say anything as I raise myself and hook my fingers under her top. She lets me peel it off then sits up and allows me to unhook her bra.
The collar stays on. Its original purpose was to humiliate her. Now it has a different meaning to me.
She’s mine.
I remove my shirt next and Penelope’s appreciative expression strokes my ego. If we were in competition as to who admired who the most, I would win. Her naked body is what my dreams are made of.
The moment is charged as I remove my pants and underwear, kicking them free from my legs and throwing them to the floor. I move between her legs.
This is my first time in a very long time, yet there are no doubts or concerns in my mind. I want Penelope… and I trust her.
Uncertainty crosses Penelope’s face as she stares between my thighs. I caress one of her thighs as I ease between them.
“Did those moral values come back?”
I really fucking hope not.
“It’s just... you’re… a lot.” Her face is the prettiest shade of pink. “And this is my first time.”
I go still. “You’re a virgin?”
She nods with an embarrassed grimace and I’m stunned.
I briefly wondered if she ever had sex the night she knelt for me, then it never crossed my mind again. When she mentioned her professor the other night, I assumed she had experience.
It was never an act.
She’s been innocent to the core this whole time.
Jesus. Is this a good idea? I’ve done some pretty wrong things to her. Taking my ex-stepdaughter’s virginity seems pretty depraved.
Who fucking cares.
Besides, I’m planning on breeding her on purpose. What’s one more messed up thing added to the list?
I want to be her first.
She’ll be mine too in a different sense.
Let’s be lasting memories to each other.
I bend and suck one of her breasts while I slip my hand between her legs. She’s slippery wet. She moans and cups the back of my head, lifting her hips to take my fingers.
I pull my mouth off her nipple with a wet slurp as I pump my fingers into her.
“You don’t have to worry. This pussy might be tight as hell but it can take every inch of me.”
I slip my fingers out of her and smear her wetness over the head of my cock. I groan from the contact as I stroke myself.
Oh, fuck. It’s been a long time for me, I’ve delayed my pleasure for so long, and my babygirl is so goddamn tight and wet. I better not embarrass myself and ruin this for her.
My heart is beating faster as I shuffle closer and kiss her. It’s a slower, softer kiss as I focus on entering her. Just touching my tip to her entrance feels like I’m dipping it into a hot spring.
Our lips separate as I push my hips forward. We’re both breathing faster as I ease into her. She clings to my shoulders for dear life, her body rigid under me.
“Relax, sweetheart. I won’t hurt you.”
Penelope’s tension eases at my murmur. Her wetness welcomes me in but it’s still some effort to go deeper.
I shudder as her hot, fierce grip squeezes my cockhead. I rock my hips back then shunt forward, sliding a few inches deeper into her incredible embrace.
“Oh… fuck… nngh… you feel so good…”
“Nngh… Daddy…” she groans, digging her fingers into my shoulders.
Another retreat, another thrust, another perfect moment as I fill my babygirl all the way. She cries out and I swear as she practically strangles my cock.
This is where I belong.
Inside my sweet Penny.