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Rune’s POV

Holy shit! His tongue game is mind blowing!

My back arched permanent off the couch, my legs hooked around his neck, my fingers threaded into his hair.

His tongue bullied into my hole, like he had a score he wanted to settle with my pussy. The sounds were profane. The way my hole squelched and got impossibly wetter with each flick of his tongue over it. His spit mixed with my arousal has me gushing like a river.

My pussy was crying happy tears. My entire body buzzed to life. I hadn’t drank any alcohol, yet the buzz under my skin was undeniable.

Fuck. It’s him.

It’s this man…he’s making me drunk! His scent, his body, his warmth. Everything is driving me to the brink of intoxication.

My thighs trembled and I bucked my hips into his mouth, feeling the top of his nose being into my clit.

He growled. A deep sound that issued from his chest and echoed inside the walls of my pussy.

A sob caught in my threat from how good it felt. Tears wet my cheeks and spilled down onto the expensive couch. “Fuck! Daddy…I’m gonna c-cum!” I cried out, not caring who heard me.

Suddenly, he pulled his insane tongue out of me, his lips pulling away from me with a loud pop.

I whined. “Nooo!”

“Who said you could cum?” He groaned, his voice deep and dark and heavy.

I squinted my eyes open to see him looming over me. Fuck, he was massive. My thighs looked so small in his hands; and I wasn’t exactly petite. His body was huge, and it made me whine that he was still fully clothed.

His eyes were dark, filled with shadows. The lower half of his face glistening with my juices.

Fuck. That’s the first time I’ve seen a man’s face wet with my fluids. I love it. I love it so fucking much.

But my skin was buzzing, and the orgasm he had ripped out of me halfway hummed beneath my skin.

“Why…why did you stop?” I cried, my frustration clear in my voice. I still kept my hands over my head, even though I wanted to pull them down and touch him. I tried to spread my legs even further, even as my joints screamed in protests.

I was so hot. I felt so empty. I felt my wetness trailing out of my hole and down the crack of my ass, staining the couch.

“Kittens you’re not allowed to cum till I say so,” my daddy commanded, pressing his thumb to my clit.

He just kept his thumb there. Not rubbing, just pressing firmly into my pleasure button. The look in his eyes was smoldering, making me feel like I was a pig being slow roasted.

I nodded, mewling softly and trying to get him to move. I was so close. Just one more stroke and I’d —

“I wanna touch you,” I pleaded, my voice cracked and small. “Please…”

“Hands above your head. Sweetie. Be a good girl and do as you’re told.”

My stomach clenched. Before I knew it, my eyes had rolled back and I was cumming so hard that black spots appeared at the corners of my vision.

“Daddy!” I screamed on top of my voice, my voice trembling, and my body convulsing like I was having a seizure.

“Oh, my sweet girl. You came without my permission,” he chuckled wickedly, his thumb on my clit began rubbing me hard and fast, drawing out my orgasm for what felt like an eternity. “Bad girl,” he scolded. “Bad, bad girl,”

Fuck me! I’ve never done so hard and so fast before. Not even when I used my own hands, which was the main reason I rarely masturbated.

And yet this man I don’t even know his name has me creaming all over myself in less than two minutes.

All from a single praise.

I'm a shameless woman, yet I can't bring myself to care.

I felt filthy, yet so good. “Ah fuck…it’s…it’s too…” I cried as his thumb continued to rub my clit to the point of overstimulation.

He leaned down and licked my tears. “Shh, it’s okay now. You feel good, don’t you?”

“Mmhmm,” I nodded. I tried to tune my head and kiss him, but he pulled away.

The heavy, sticky air between us became thicker. His thumb withdrew from my clit, making me whimper at the loss of contact.

He grabbed my hips and manhandled me, spinning me around so I was on all fours, my ass in the air.

“Ah! Too embarrassing!” I tried to pull back, my face beating up with how exposed my body was.

A loud smack echoed in the air.

Next I knew, my ass was stinging.

My body lunged flexed with the force of the smack, knocking air out of my lungs. My eyes went wide and I collapsed onto the couch, hell up by his powerful hands on my hips.

“Bad girls get punished, kitten.”

“I’m sorry!” I walked. “I just…I couldn’t! It just happened…”

“You don’t like being spanked?” His large hand rubbed my ass soothingly, as if apologizing for smacking me.

I shook my head. “I…I like it…” I wiggled my hips and sighed as my ass met his still clothed cock. He held me firmly in place as I rocked into him. “It was…sudden.”

From his bulge…he’s big. Massive even.

A whisper of doubt came to my mind. Will I be able to take him? My pussy clenched and fluttered, excited to find out too.

Gosh! He should put it in already!

His fingers swiped over my slit from behind, making me shudder and yank my hips back. “You’re so wet for me, kitten. Look, it’s all over your thighs.”

I looked down at the space between my legs. And a loud gasp tumbled out of me. A trail of sticky, shiny fluid dropped from my slit and pooled on the couch.

It was the most vulgar, obscene thing I had ever seen. My body, so wet, so reactive for this man. He must be a sex god if he’s able to make me this soaked.

His fingers gathered the fluid and smeared it across my pussy lips. I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Daddy please…put—put your cock inside me—”

He chuckled, the way that made my stomach flip and heat rush to my head. His middle finger teased my hole. Circling my entrance but never going in.

“Bad girls don’t make demands,” he said, landing down so his massive body overshadowed mine. I arched my back as much as I could, till my spine screamed for me to stop. Yet it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t enough to push his finger into me.

“I’ll be good…” I breathed. “I’ll be very good for you, daddy. Put it in…please. I want it. So fucking bad—”

His finger slipped inside me. My eyes fluttered shut at the feeling. His finger curled with expert precision, pressing against a spot inside me that had stars exploding around my vision.

"Ngh....yes! Right there!" I cried out, biting down on my lip till I tasted my blood.

His teeth clamped down hard on my shoulder and I cried out, throwing my head back into him. His hot, wet tongue dragged over my skin, a slow drag compared to his finger thrusting inside of me.

He added a second finger inside me and I saw stats. Incoherent babbles spewed from mt lips, and I felt the coil of pleasure wound tighter and tighter in my belly.

If his fingers feel this good...then his cock must be fucking magical! I can't wait for him to properly fuck me!

"Enjoy this, kitten," he growled in my ear, his deep, unholy voice hastening my descent to the peak. "This is all you're getting tonight."