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Hot daddy, hot night

Author: Hushy mindpen
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-13 01:27:11

“What… how did you know my room?” I asked, hands trembling as he led himself into the room, pushing my steps back towards the wall. His hand rested on the wall behind me, pinning me in place. I had consumed my mind with thoughts on how to find him in this gigantic school, I wanted him there and he stepped in just in time, but how? It’s barely just a few hours since I arrived. His hand wandered on my skin and my thoughts disappeared, melting me into the pleasure.

“Do you remember this room bunny?” He asked, his deep husky voice sent chills down my spin, thugging my thigh. That name—only he calls me that, the man in my dreams. Could he be?

“No,” I gasped “please” I pleaded as I leaned into the sensation that his fingers pressed close to my entrance, begging for more of his touch. My body quivered, my toes curled, I could already feel my orgasm coming so close and I hoped it wasn't a dream again as I slid my clit over his fingers faster and moaned.

“Just like that bunny, slide that cunt on my fingers my hungry little slut,” he whisper in my ears, soft and thrilling, sucking on my neck after each word.

“Yes,” I moaned, arching my body to meet his pace before his large palm smacked my bare ass. Sending a spike straight to my feet.

“Ohh, fuck yes,” I cried. “I’m cuming” I whispered, trying not to let my voice out.: I bite down on my lips, I couldn't hold it back anymore, i just needed to cum.

“This cunt is mine now bunny, every juice you spill is mine, and you're gonna take anything I do to you like a good girl,” he murmured as his fingers pressed against my entrance.

“Yes, please,” i pleaded. I wanted him in, all the way in, I've never had a man touch my teenage pussy before, but his touch, made me want more I could already feel my soul leave my body and back.

“Spread those legs wider,” he ordered and I obeyed, parting my trembling legs for his pleasure.

“Good girl,” he praised, gliding one finger into my entrance. “Fuck bunny, your pussy is so wet for me, you hungry little slut, One day, I'm gonna fuck this pussy so hard till you cry and beg me to make you cum, you're gonna beg me to stop and keep going” he murmured, his fingers stroking my entrance intensely.

“Please, I need more, I need you,” I pleaded shamelessly, knowing I shouldn't be giving in to the feeling so easily, but I couldn't hold back.

He flipped me so fast, pressing my hard nipples against the cold wall through my light blouse and landed a hard smack on my ass. I winced and moaned. “Call me daddy,” he ordered.

“Daddy,” I whispered.

“Good girl,” he groaned. I was enjoying every bit of it, forgetting he was my father's best friend and the boundaries that are meant to hold us back. In that moment, I just wanted more. He landed another smack on my ass and this time it was harder.

“Ohhh, yes” I cried.

“Hmmmm,” he groaned. “Bouncy” he added. I pressed my ass against his hard cock, striding it faster and trying to feel it. I imagined how thick it would be and how wide it would stretch my tight walls. Juice spilled off my entrance, gliding down my thigh swiftly.

“I beg you, da…daddy… please make me cum” I pleaded. Then he pulled away, leaving my trembling legs on the spot. I was about to turn when his voice halted me.

“Stay right there, I need to admire this pretty view,” he muttered. Groaning as he stepped back to sit on my bed. I stood in place, gasping as my body trembled from the pleasure he had unleashed on me mercilessly.

“Look at me bunny,” he said. And I slowly turned. His Adams apple burged as he took me in from the strands of my hair to my toes reminding me of the hunger in his eyes when he saw me naked back home, and I could tell how bad he wanted me, if only he had his way but he chose to torture me first.

“Strip, slowly…” he said again. His voice was enough for me to pour out my whole juice uncontrollably, it had a thing on me. I gazed at him as I undid my buttons and slid my pink cotton blouse down my shoulder, his glare on me was cold and authoritative. my eyes traced my fingers as I tried to give him a little show he would never forget.

I released my grip on my cloth, letting it slip through my fingers to the floor, exposing my hard plump nipples to the air. Cool breeze brushed over my nipples, making it tingle, and a moan slipped off my lips.

“That’s it, bunny” he grunted as his cock jolted, causing my eyes to fly down to his length. I could tell it was huge by looking at it. “Keep going, I love how hard your nipples stare at me, you've got beautiful tiddies bunny,” he praised, giving me more energy to push further.

My fingers caressed my skin, creeping down to my waist as I undid my zip slowly, letting my skirt drop seamlessly. My petite body was now exposed, completely naked for only his view aside from the black lace pant still hanging on my waist and I could tell he wanted more. He tilted his head to the back a bit, fighting back the urge to pounce on me.

His eyes kept roaming, making me feel so ashamed.

“Oh, I guess it's not to your liking…” I concluded as he stayed silent. His glare at me was unbearably uncomfortable until he bit his lips. I quickly tried to cover my boobs with my hands, looking away shyly.

“Don’t you dare” he snapped right before I could pick up my clothes. “I really want to fuck between those boobs right now,” he whispered.

I bite down on my lower lip, fighting back my moan. He knows just the right words to send me thrilling, I was a bit convinced I wasn't dreaming this time, it usually won't take this long, and I didn't want it to stop.

He walked closer to me again, trailing his fingers on my skin as he loosened my grip on my mound. He leaned closer to my mound, his cold tongues swirled on my hard nipples and I snapped, pressing his head harder on my nipple.

“Fuck,” it slipped out, faintly. He squeezed as he sucked harder, and my warm juice rolled down my thigh. His fingers crawled back to my thighs pinching my clit so hard. My orgasm rushed close, so close that I couldn't hold back a scream.

“Ohh, yes! I'm coming, I'm coming daddy,” I cried and

pow!

A loud bang resounded on the door, snapping me out of my wild dream again.

“Jalen,” I screamed, out of my sleep “What? That can't… it was too…” I stuttered, and a loud laugh caught my attention.

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