Penny
This is another example I’m under Jacob’s total control.
I was angry at him and all he had to do was kiss me. Now I’m on my back, letting him fuck me. Letting him take my virginity.
And I don’t even regret it.
I wouldn’t have it any other way. I always thought it was self-consciousness holding me back from giving myself to another person.
What if the real reason is that tonight was meant to be?
We’re supposed to be too wrong for each other. Yet even though his thick cock buried inside me is overwhelming, it feels right.
A perfect fit for a perfect moment.
“You took it all like I knew you could, sweetheart.” Jacob presses a kiss to my jaw. “Can you take more?”
“Yes, Daddy… I can…”
He retreats then pushes deep into me again. I let out a gasp that turns into a whimper. Jacob’s large fingers had filled me up. This is a whole new experience.
I’ve never felt so stuffed. It’s strange to feel something so thick and hard moving inside me too, warm and pulsing as it strokes along my walls.
I was frustrated with him when he was teasing me earlier. I’m grateful for the warm up now. I doubt I would’ve been able to handle it if I weren’t more than ready to take him.
He moves slowly, every thrust a little easier to take than the last. When he kisses me, I return it, clinging to his shoulders as I rock my hips with his.
Jacob’s low groans fill my mouth along with his tongue. Mine fill his mouth every time his thick flesh surges all the way inside me.
He breaks our kiss and drags his lips down my neck as he fucks me. He tangles his fingers in my hair and tugs it, giving himself better access to my neck. The collar rubs against my skin.
His heavy breathing fans my skin and his body is shaking. He’s clearly struggling to be considerate with me.
As the initial discomfort fades, my body becomes impatient for something else. Something more. I rock my hips downward with urgency.
“Harder... fuck me harder, Daddy…”
Oh my god. Jacob brings out a side of me I never knew existed. It couldn’t have been me who said something so dirty. What’s more shocking is how comfortable I am with calling Jacob Daddy now.
The days when saying it made me blush are over. I love using it the way he likes, letting him know he’s the most important man to me.
Always has been.
Always will be.
“Anything my babygirl wants, she gets.”
He raises himself and gives me what I need, thrusting into me with rising force. My moans grow louder too because what’s better than taking Daddy’s cock? Taking it harder.
I slide my hands over his strong shoulders and arms in encouragement. With his hard, fit body, he’s pure power and peak masculinity on top of me. I don’t know why it thrills me how easily he could destroy me if he wanted to.
Jacob lifts himself onto his knees, slowing his thrusts to that sweetly torturous stroking. He groans as he looks down between us.
“I fucking love watching my cock slide into you… we look amazing joined together…”
I raise myself to look down between us too. It is a filthy hot sight the way his veiny, rigid flesh glistens with my juices on retreat then slides all the way inside of me inch by inch.
“Yes… we do…”
Watching it and feeling it makes me moan and squeeze around him. Jacob groans again and rocks his hips with more force but not any faster.
Every thrust hits harder inside me and I lie back on the mattress, arching my hips to take his deep thrusts.
“Play with your tits for me, baby. I love watching you do that too.”
I obey without hesitation, cupping and squeezing my breasts. It feels good tugging on my nipples. It feels so much better when Jacob does it.
He slides his hands down my thighs, his hungry gaze fixed on me. Jacob has never hidden how much he loves my body. I love my body too though there are days when the insecurity is so strong, I can only see what I think are imperfections.
It’s a rush how Jacob always looks at me like he’s been blessed with something invaluable, his touch just as worshipful.
“Fuck… looking at you makes me want to pound this pussy...”
He hooks his arms under my thighs, lifting them and holding me vulgarly spread. Then he leans forward to pound his cock into me. I moan in abandon, swept away by pleasure.
My pussy is his.
My body is his.
“I’m yours, Daddy,” I gasp without thinking.
He groans. “Yes, sweetheart, you’re mine. All mine.”
He bends over me and gives me a deep kiss that’s somehow tender yet desperate. Like he’s pouring everything he has into it even as he’s burying himself into me.
I slip my hands from my breasts and wrap my arms around his neck. I return his kiss, giving him more of me than just my body.
He pumps into me, his harder, deeper strokes pushing me toward the edge. I’m panting and trembling, sweet tension building between my legs. Then it reaches the highest point and I’m falling over.
“Ohhh... Daddy... oh… my… god…”
My eyes squeezed shut, I’m shuddering hard as my pussy spasms around Jacob. He gasps, trembling on top of me.
“Oh fuck... nngh… baby...”
A vibrator on my clit feels great but… oh my god… coming on Daddy’s cock is a thousand times better.
His thick, hard flesh sliding within my squeezing walls makes me achieve a level of bliss I’ve never felt before. It was fantastic when I came on his face but, somehow, the man topped himself.
He’s shuddering too, gasping swears under his breath, his flesh pulsing inside me. He yanks himself out of me as my climax subsides, his breathing laboured as he lays on top of me.
His cock is slippery with my wetness between us. He kisses my lips then presses another on my chin.
“Holy fuck… I barely made it…your sweet little pussy almost made me end things too soon.”
Jacob rolls us onto our sides and sweeps his hand down my back in a gentle caress. He cups my ass and squeezes as he nuzzles my neck, his facial hair tickling my skin. My breasts are already a canvas of his lovebites but he adds more.
I’ve experienced two different sides of Jacob since I came to Wenora. The mean one who bent me to his will and the sweet one who holds me and kisses me like I’m the most important thing to him.
Jacob pulls my leg over his hip then reaches between us and guides himself to my entrance. We groan together as he thrusts into me slowly, deeply, pushing his hips until he’s buried all the way inside me again.
He holds my gaze, his eyes half-lidded as he fucks me slow. I cup his face and slide my thumb back and forth over his cheek.
This position is more intimate than when he’s on top of me, and the way he’s looking at me makes my heart beat faster.
There’s no question I’m falling in love with him and I’m scared of that truth.
Our past is awful, our future murky at best. It would be stupid to hope for anything more than my short time in Wenora.
He moves his hips faster, pumping into me, then rolls me onto my back again so he could fuck me harder.
“I’m so close…” he groans.
Jacob grabs my waist as he thrusts into me, his fingers digging into my skin. I moan as I cling to his shoulders, my breasts bouncing, the slap of our flesh incessant as he pounds me.
He’s swelling inside me and his thrusts are more urgent. He’s going to come and I’m not on any birth control.
We’ve been totally irresponsible but we can still avoid permanent consequences. We should… even if a secret part of me loves the idea of Jacob getting me pregnant.
I squeeze his shoulders, my words breathless.
“You have to… pull out...”
“No, baby… you gave this pussy to me… oh fuck… I’ll give it all I have too…”
I should be angry he’s overriding my wishes. His possessive growl turns me on. My pussy clenches around him, another orgasm rushing toward me as Jacob nears his. The pulsing sensation of his cock inside me pushes me over the edge first. I cry out as I climax on him again.
“Ohhh… ohhh…”
“Oh… fuck... nngh... Penny...”
He grunts and shudders, his cock throbbing as he comes inside me. My spasms squeezes him, pulling his cum into my body where it belongs.
We moan together as he continues thrusting into me. Jacob probably just got me pregnant. The thought makes me warm and tingly with forbidden excitement.
Jacob doesn’t seem concerned about a pregnancy risk either. Even when he’s soft and he’s stopped moving, he doesn’t pull out. He presses himself close, and it feels like he’s making sure his cum stays inside me on purpose.
Our heavy breathing mixes as we both come down from our climax. We exchange a meaningful stare that makes my heart beat faster. Then he bends and kisses me tenderly.
It would be nice if we could have more moments like this.
It would be nice if he could cherish me and love me.
It would be nice if I could call him mine.
* * *
My eyes are still closed as I take a deep whiff of the delicious scent floating into the bedroom. I remember it from a long time ago. Jacob’s cinnamon pancakes.
Mmm. Yeah. That’s going to be pretty tasty.
Of course, Jacob is not beside me since he’s the one flooding the house with tantalizing smells. I rise from the bed and stretch, a springier energy in my body after a night of amazing sex followed by good sleep.
I explore myself, cupping my breasts and pressing my hand between my legs. My nipples are a bit tender and there’s an ache in my pussy. Last night, Jacob took his fill of me and then some.
I took my fill of him too.
My face warms at the thought and I flatten my hands to my stomach when I remember a very important fact.
Jacob came inside me and I’m not on any birth control. There’s a chance I got knocked up on the same night I lost my virginity.
I’m ashamed to admit I feel a thrill of excitement at the thought. I’ve always been on the fence about kids but I don’t think I’d mind having Jacob’s babies.
I shake my head. “You’re getting way ahead of yourself.”
We had sex one time and I’m already thinking about babies? I don’t even know how he feels about what we did last night. He seemed very enthusiastic but what if he’s filled with regret this morning?