Craving Daddy…

He carried me into the bedroom and dropped me on the bed.

The filthy thought entered my mind and sent a fresh wave of heat through.

He was going to fuck me on his daughter’s bed.

The towel fell away and his cock sprang free. I drank it in greedily, it was everything I’d fantasized; long, thick, veined like a monster.

The red, swollen head was already leaking pre-cum and loomed over me as he climbed the bed after me.

Grabbing my ankles and pulling me toward him.

I reached for his cock instinctively, wrapping my hand around the hot, heavy shaft. It throbbed in my grip and he groaned deeply.

“I want you,” I breathed, stroking him slowly. “I saved myself for you, Daddy. I want you to be my first.”

His eyes flashed with primal need. “You’re a virgin?”

I nodded.

He wet his mouth. “Oh, sweetheart, once I’m inside this tight virgin cunt, I won’t be gentle.”

“I don’t want gentle,” I whispered, pulling him closer. “I want to be ruined.”

The mirror behind us reflected everything—my flushed face, my spread legs, his powerful body over me.

He rubbed the fat head of his cock up and down my dripping slit, coating himself in my juices, teasing my clit until I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Put it in, Daddy. I need your cock.”

“Fuck me, you’re desperate. I like desperate.”

With a deep groan, Dante pushed forward.

The thick head breached my entrance and there was a sharp sting as he slowly sank deeper, inch by throbbing inch, claiming my virginity, stretching me wide.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he hissed, burying himself to the balls. “So damn perfect.”

I gasped sharply, nails digging into his shoulders, my eyes brimming with unshed tears.

He stayed still for a moment, letting me adjust and coming up to kiss me deeply, tongue fucking my mouth until the pain melted into overwhelming pleasure.

And my hips moved on their own, chasing ecstasy.

Taking it as his cue, he started moving. Slow, deep thrusts at first, pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in, letting me feel every ridge and vein.

The burn gave way to pure bliss. I wrapped my legs around his waist, heels digging into his ass as my walls clamped around his cock.

“Harder, Daddy. Fuck me harder!”

He obliged, gripping my hips and pounding me into bed.

The sound of skin slapping wetly filled the room, mixing with my breathy moans.

His heavy balls slapped against my ass with every thrust, driving my thighs wider.

He leaned down to suck on my bouncing tits and I lost my senses completely.

“You feel so fucking good,” he growled against my skin. “This pussy was made for my cock. Say it.”

“My pussy was made for your—oh fuck! Oh fuck!”

He had lifted my ass off the bed and was pummeling into me with so much force it shook the bedframe.

“Louder, Lucy. I can’t hear you.”

The angle hit my G-spot perfectly and every powerful stroke sent my arms flying to grip onto something solid, which was his neck.

“My pussy is yours, Daddy!” I cried out, another orgasm building fast.

He reached between us, rubbing my clit in tight circles and the pleasure crested.

“Daddy, I think I’m going to—ah fuck. Daddy, wait, I’m going—”

“Cum for me, Lucy. Cum all over Daddy’s cock.”

He increased the pace and in three brutal thrusts, I shattered like glass.

Hot squirt shot from my pussy as my walls clenched around him.

I screamed his name, I screamed my name, I screamed whatever.

The intensity made my vision blur.

My fingers gripped the sheets, his body, his hair.

I was coming undone at the seams and Dante didn’t stop fucking me.

“Good girl,” he cooed. “Good fucking slut. Take it and say thank you.”

My mouth moved, but no words came out.

He chuckled, pulling out suddenly.

Before I realized what was happening, he spun me around to face the mirror and pushed my stomach into the bed. “Ass up and don’t look away from the mirror. I want you to watch.”

He slammed back inside me. “I want you to see what a naughty girl you are. I want you to know what a whore you’ve become.”

His words made my head swim.

My eyes locked onto the mirror in obedience, my mouth hanging open, tongue sticking as he began to thrust.

His hips snapped against my ass in stroke after brutal stroke.

He grabbed my hair with a fist, catching my eyes in the mirror.

The slow smile on his face made me clench viciously.

“You like that, don’t you?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

I watched in the mirror as his powerful body drove into mine—my tits swinging freely, my face contorted in pure ecstasy.

He reached around to grab a breast, squeezing and fondling. “God, you’re so fucking amazing. I love how your pussy takes my cock. Your pretty moans. Your sexy body bent for me.”

I moaned louder, his dirty words tingling down my spine.

“I don’t think I’d be able to stop in time,” he admitted hoarsely.

“Keep going. I want it inside me!” I moaned, pushing back to meet his thrusts.

Dante’s rhythm faltered. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum, baby.”

“Inside,” I begged. “Cum inside me. Fill me up. Breed me, Daddy.”

With a deep, animalistic groan, he buried himself to the hilt and exploded.

Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded my depths, pulse after pulse, filling me until it leaked out around his cock.

He kept thrusting through his orgasm, pushing his seed deeper, groaning at how my pussy milked him.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” he hissed as he slowed to a stop, his powerful body glistening with sweat.

I panted heavily, smiling at our naked reflection still locked together.

He kissed my shoulder tenderly, threading his fingers through my hair.

“You’re mine now, Lucy.”

My body buzzed at his claim.

It was all I ever wanted.