“You want his daddy, huh?”
Mr Alistair drips saliva on my pussy and slaps it, splashing his thick juice all over my thighs. I jerk, clapping my thighs. The sting in my pussy sends thrills down my spine, radiating it all over my body.
“You want to be fucked like a slut, huh?”
He slaps my legs wide open, launching his hand between my thighs.
“Please…”
His hand aggressively rubs my wet pussy, rubbing in a swift circle, shutting me up as I shudder and jerk with each slap and rub. This is my first rough sex and I can feel my body going red from the aggressive pleasure.
He spreads me like a whore, folding me like a dough and pinning my legs beside my head. My pussy beats, pumping in and out as if breathing.
“Fucking whore.” He chuckles and spits on me, smearing his saliva all over. This time, he goes deep, plunging in three fingers.
I cry and slap my mouth, releasing a muffled groan. He thrusts in and out, fucking my wetness and drilling. My precum leaks out of my pussy, slides down my asshole and my aching hole sucks it in.
Oh, god.
“So fucking tight, Catty.” He moans, eyes bright with dirty desires. He plunges another finger, stretching my soft walls.
I grab the sheets and hold back a cry. My body is jerking like jelly. My eyes move to the back of my socket and I tremble.
“Come here.” He pulls out at once, drawing out my precum as it spreads all over, thinning out into a nasty creamy fluid.
He doesn't wait for me to get myself before spinning me like a wheel so my head settles at the edge of the bed. “Open your mouth.” He slaps my jaw once and twice, rubbing my pussy juice all over my face.
In obedience, I open my mouth and he shoves in his cock, pumping up and down like a plumber fixing a pipe. My mouth swells with his cock, he doesn't have mercy on me as he fucks deeper, harder, destroying my gag reflex.
My eyes are wet with tears. I feel them roll back in their sockets. I'm slowly losing my breath. He pulls out, slapping my cheeks like he’s waking me from the dead.
“You want daddy’s dick, huh?” He mocks me, slipping it in without a care. “Open your legs, Catty.” He grabs my toes, spreading me apart like I'm on sale. “I want to see that beautiful cunt drip for daddy.”
He rubs my belly down to my pussy and pushes in, filling me up till he’s satisfied. His thumb strokes my clit roughly, fingers fuck, his other hand joins in the fun, fucking and teasing my clit, with his cock destroying my mouth.
“Uh… hmmm.” I moan.
My tongue sticks out, I pull away, coughing thick saliva, catching my breath, but he isn't done with me. A rough thrust in my wetness sends me jerking off the edge. I'm not prepared for the jolts of orgasm that run through me like thunder. I squirm, fighting to grab anything. My breathing is ragged.
He squeaks my clit, bursting the last control I'm holding onto.
“Oh, yeah… Fuck!” Water splashes out… urine… I'm fucking messing up the place.
“Let it out, dripping doll.” He taps my leaking pussy, splashing my mix of urine and cum all over the place. “Show daddy your pussy.” He flips me again, facing my ass to him.
He slaps my splayed ass, pinning me down, and he runs his face along my body, hungry, dark, possessive.
“Oh, yes…”
“Fucking say my name.” He gnawls on my pussy, burying his face in and eating me like a monster.
“DADDY!” I cry, burning from painful pleasure.
“That's my girl.” He licks and pinches up my smaller folds, trapping them between his teeth as he nibbles.
Fuck me. Oh, fuck, yes!
He chuckles, having fun with my degradation. He rolls me so my upper back pins on the bed, and he grabs my breasts, squeezing hard, leaving his mark all over my body. His hands pinch my nipples, rubbing hard on my hard nut.
“Right there… fuck me, daddy!” I slap the bed, going wild. I can't take another teasing of his tongue or soft bites of his lips.
He grazes my clit, slipping his hand right into my pussy as he fucks and eats and fucks. There’s only so much a horny bitch can take. My body goes rigid, my breath catches in my throat. I release, dripping cum again like he owns my body.
“So good. Daddy loves good girls.” He slaps my pussy, stroking up and down my thighs.
I collapse in bed, shuddering. My body is soaked in sweat and cum. I crawl up, needing air in my lungs. I’m panting, burned out.
He layers on top of me, cradling me like a baby. “You’ve been a really good girl, Catty.” He murmurs against my neck and runs his tongue along my sweaty skin. “Your lips… My god.”
He grabs my chin, strokes my lips with his thumb, and parts them, sticking in his hand. “You took my cock so well.” He creeps upward, licking all the way up.
When his lips seal mine, it's fierce, brutal, possessive. His tongue parts my lips wider, sliding right into my mouth and stroking every spot it touches. Our tongues collide in a dirty dance, each of us tasting ourselves, teasing every inch of us. He pulls away, pressing his forehead to mine. Our breath mingles, I feel my lips go sour, and feel swollen.
“One more, dripping doll.” He crawls down, hand on my ankle as he drags me along like a cheap slave.
Anchoring my leg to his shoulder, he widens me as he wishes. With one aggressive pull, our bodies slap, my pussy to his hard dick.
“I can't promise to be gentle, Catty…” He spits on his cock and runs his along the thick length. “But you will prefer daddy’s cock.”
He runs the cap all over my body, pokes in the entrance and pulls out, teasing my body with the sensation of what it feels like to have such monster cock inside of me. When he pushes in again, I push down, taking in a few more inches.
“Naughty, huh?” He cackles.
My body is burning. I just want him to fuck me already. My hands dig into my hair, I pull, moaning like a slut.
“You want my dick in your slutty pussy, yeah?” He guides in a good length and rocks around in a circle.
“Yes, daddy… Right there… Oh, yeah…”
I squeeze my breasts, rubbing hard on my nipples as he taught me.
“So thick and juicy.” He hums, fucking slowly. “I could have you all day, Catty. Fuck you from dawn till you can't walk.” He spits on me, lubricating me much.
I would want that. But I don't say it out loud.
Taking me by surprise, he jacks me to himself, ramming in and slamming hard. His balls slaps my wet pussy, makes sloppy sounds that sets me on fire.
“Uhhhh… Yeah…” I groan, collapsing in bed and rising with deep arousal.My clit is swollen and hard, ripen from his touch. My pussy is red and equally swollen. It's quivering like he owns me, aching from the torturous pounding.
He pulls out, almost to the tip, then rams in again, banging so hard that I gasp, going breathless the next second. He pins my other knee down and fucks harder, driving me to the edge of the cliff.
“You’re mine, Catty Drew.” He lays possession on me like I’m some cheap object. “Your body belongs to me.”
As if my body agrees to his forbidden claim, I stiffen, with a fresh dose of ecstasy bursting through me.
He slaps my clit, groaning hard. He stiffens inside of me. I feel his dick swell, stretching out my pussy. “Fucking come, Catty.” He pinches my swollen clit, sending me off with one order.
I slap the bed, turn helplessly, and cry without a care. The third orgasm oozes out of me, rendering me weak to my bones.
He groans loudly and slams in a few more times. He doesn't pull out. Instead, he widens me more and shoots his cumshot inside me, filling me up like a tanker.
We’re both panting, breathless, and sweaty. He drops my leg and collapses in bed, next to me.
Like a baby, I crawl into his arms, let him cuddle me, let him make me feel better than a whore I just let him turn me into.
“My doll.” He kisses my forehead and buries his face in my hair.
I don't know how far we slept or how much we drowned in our sleep, but footsteps make my eyes bat open.
Wait… FUCK!
“Kate?”
“Kate?” How the hell am I suppose to answer my boyfriend with my pussy quivering and leaking for another man- hid fucking father!Naked, I jerk to his voice and step thumping down the hall, just a few steps away. My mind is thrown into a state of frenzy. I freeze, in absolute shock, with thick sweat breaking out on me. Before I can say Jack, Mr. Alistair jumps out of bed and bolts for the door, naked like myself, with his flaccid monster cock hanging down his legs. At first, I thought he was going to the closet or bathroom… But when he grabs the knob, I break into tears. I hate James but I still love him. Oh, god.Oddly, the door clicks shut just in time as James pulls the knob from outside. He struggles to open the door again and starts grumbling.“Babe? What's this attitude for?” He tries again and again. Mr. Alistair comes to me in my confused state, holds my wrist, and gently helps me down the bed. My lazy frame pegs to his body, rubbing my nude and sweaty body on his. I'm sh
“You want his daddy, huh?”Mr Alistair drips saliva on my pussy and slaps it, splashing his thick juice all over my thighs. I jerk, clapping my thighs. The sting in my pussy sends thrills down my spine, radiating it all over my body. “You want to be fucked like a slut, huh?”He slaps my legs wide open, launching his hand between my thighs.“Please…”His hand aggressively rubs my wet pussy, rubbing in a swift circle, shutting me up as I shudder and jerk with each slap and rub. This is my first rough sex and I can feel my body going red from the aggressive pleasure. He spreads me like a whore, folding me like a dough and pinning my legs beside my head. My pussy beats, pumping in and out as if breathing. “Fucking whore.” He chuckles and spits on me, smearing his saliva all over. This time, he goes deep, plunging in three fingers.I cry and slap my mouth, releasing a muffled groan. He thrusts in and out, fucking my wetness and drilling. My precum leaks out of my pussy, slides down my a
Catty's POV ‘What if I can find a better you? Richer. Nicer. Hotter.’I roll on my side, nursing my aching butt. It feels like my bones shattered from the fall. Instead of getting a cuddle or tender massage for going overboard, he goes hard with his mean words. Tears that well up in my eyes slowly roll down. James was my high school crush. Everyone thinks it wouldn't work out. James loves super slim girls, his exes are a bunch of tiny ladies he could bend in any and every position. He was the Hockey captain in our school and I was just the chubby punctuality prefect who pardoned him on all occasions, staking my head on the line. Stubborn, I followed him down to college. When he started having issues with his dad, I gave him three quarters of my allowance and almost starved. Two years after school and I'm still the chaser. Calling me his woman is just for cheap compensation… It hurts. It fucking hurts. Mr. Alistair seems gentle, maybe a psycho, but not a mean ass. I brush tears o
Catty's POV Cumloads shoot up, splashing on my pink robe as Mr. Alistair jerks off shamelessly. I stand, frozen on my spot. The only thing that blends with his painful moaning is my pounding heartbeat. “This is your last warning, Catty.” He wipes himself clean and wears his slacks. “I promise you.” Words elude me. I just stammer and scoff. “I should be warning you.” I finally find my words. “You’re jerking to my robe… This is insane and it should stop.” He slips into bed, crossing his legs at the knee. The shorts bare his hairy thighs. “You’re not exactly innocent, Catty. What were you expecting barging in here? To see me playing riddles?” Found guilty, I look down. The start of his long toes pulls me in as my eyes creep up his fine hairy legs, admiring his muscular calves.“And now, you're doing the same thing.” He scoffs, adjusting down to give me a better view. I throw my head to the side, hurriedly rush over to grab my dress, and walk out of the room. Outside of his door,
Catty's POV“I’ll fuck you and make my son thank me for it.” He sneers, feral. His tone is laced with arousal. I shut my eyes, with my breath holding up in my throat when I feel his bulge poke through my robe. His nasty smirk broadens. Gently, his fingers cup the side of my breasts and slowly move up to roll up the big watermelons in his palms. I moan, enjoying the coarse feel on my soft skin, too weak to fight my feelings. He squeezes, and packs them upward, clapping them to my chest. I feel his hand seize my nipples and pinch, causing me to gasp. “Uh…” I battle a cry, shaky in his grip. The edges of his firm lips brush my neck, further crushing my defense. “I bet you’re swollen and wet for daddy.” He mocks me, gently stroking down my belly. My breast settles on his hand, and my body goes rigid as he crawls down my belly button, beneath the robe, past the clean-shaven area, and… “Babe?” James’s voice sounds from the hallway.Oh, my god! I jolt out of his grip, breaking the fo
Catty's POVMy boyfriend’s dad fucked me… no, ate my pussy!I go numb, forgetting my burning cunt.“Did you forget your manners, Kate?” James’s cold voice holds me back from posting further in his father’s soothing gaze. “I-I’m…” I stutter stupidly. “I'm sorry.” I swallow, confused. “Good… uh…” I look outside, suddenly confused about the time of day. The dark sky makes me remember it's evening. My gaze returns to the pair. While James fumes, his father keeps a calm demeanor, with a small knowing smile kissing his fine figure to perfection. “Good evening, sir.” I duck, ashamed. The images from about an hour ago taunt me. His voice, touch, command… Damn! Sweat breaks out of my pores.“This is the reason I can't take you seriously,” James whispered in my ear. Next, he locks his arm with mine and pulls me along. “Act like a freaking human. You’re not a zombie.” I nod, gulping dryly. He shuts the door behind us as we walk into the small apartment. It's a three-bedroom duplex. We mov