Delicious throat fuck

Chapter three

Iris' POV

Delicious throat fuck~

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I could now feel him getting bigger in my mouth. And I knew what that meant.

Daddy was about to bless my properly-fucked throat with his hot load of cum. Thinking of that, my cunt throbbed even more. Hell, my panties were already soaked with my juices.

I couldn't wait to spread my legs for him and have him eat out my sugar pussy, bringing me to orgasm.

"Fuck, Iris, I'm going to come," he grunted, thrusting faster, his cock's head ruthlessly slamming against my throat, tears flowing down my cheeks from the discomfort as I made gagging sounds that only seemed to motivate him to fuck me even deeper.

Eventually, he fisted my hair with just his right hand while tucking the left one behind his back, the back of his wrist pressed to his lumbar region.

His thrusts were slower, but that didn't mean they were less intense. I knew he was very close to cumming.

I held his thighs and started nodding on his cock while he paused his thrusts, letting me have my fun share of sucking his dick.

It didn't take long for him to resume thrusting; this time, he was spewing profanities while making deliciously dirty remarks about my oral pussy.

Finally, he slammed my throat one last fucking time, bottoming out, his throat reaching places in my throat that it hadn't even touched all this time.

I felt his cock pulse as he erupted inside me, not just once but three fucking times, his warm cumload filling my throat.

He slowly pulled out, strings of drool adorning his shaft.

I didn't waste time swallowing his love gruel, ignoring the discomfort of my throat that had been ruthlessly fucked sore and raw.

Then I inched forward to make adept use of my tongue in cleaning his cock of the meld of my drool and remnants of his cum adorning his length.

Once I had done that, I began licking the tip while locking a seductive gaze with his heated ones. Before long, I was already giving him another blowjob, totally fascinated with his big, fat cock.

And when he cummed this time, it wasn't in my mouth but on my palms, which were put together in a receiving gesture.

I saw his load of cum glistening in my palms. It would be a crime to lick it all. And that's what I did, even licking my ten fingers one by one.

Having done that, I rose, stripping myself of my shirt and bra, my boobs and erect nipples now exposed before him.

I cupped my breasts and made my nipples brush against his chest while looking at him, biting on my lower lip gently.

He wound his hands around my waist and lifted my short black and green striped skirt, palming my exposed assglobes.

I'm so thankful for wearing a pink g-string today. The feel of his calloused, warm palms cupping my naked butt cheeks and kneading them like fine dough was so amazing.

He soon hooked his index right finger on my g-string, tugging at it high and then letting go of it.

A gasp escaped my lips. And he kept doing that, tugging at it harder each time, my gasps crescendoing.

"My little slutty Iris, are you ready to get pounded senseless?"

Did that even need an answer?

My tongue darted out to run over my lips. "Kiss me, daddy. Then fuck me."

Wasting no time, he dipped his head to lock my lips with his in an intense, passionate and claiming kiss while simultaneously tugging at my g-string, my clit throbbing against the soaked fabric.

When the kiss ended, he commanded me to lie on the bed with my legs arched and my butt at the side of the bed.

I obeyed, my soaked underwear revealed before him, which made his cock hard again.

Haha. Glad my cunt had a wonderful effect on his cock even though he hadn't seen my clit yet.

"Look at you, already this soaked," he remarked, his tone thick with lust.

"It's because I'm your whore, Daddy. Can you see, my pussy craves for your fat cock, Daddy. So hurry up and stuff it inside me, please," I said without shame, my eyes focused on his hardened cock, already praying for it to sheathe itself inside my sharp-set pussy.

"Not so fast, you whore," he told me as he palmed my clothed meaty cunt and squeezed its succulent folds together.

"Daddy, please, fuck me already. I'm begging you. I really need your dick drilling my pussy right now," I implored with a pleading look.

"You will get fucked, but not yet. Patience, honey."

Oh god. He was getting his revenge on me now. I needed him to fuck me, but here he was deliberately doing everything except that.

It's all my fault. For not sucking his cock on time when he literally asked me to with all seriousness. If I hadn't been rebellious earlier, my pussy would have welcomed its long-awaited and favourite visitor. 

Oh, I doomed myself.

Was there any pill for regret because I'd surely take an overdose of it.

He placed his dick atop my clothed vulva and then brought my legs together, draping them over his right shoulder.

And so I watched as he thrust repeatedly into the core formed by my closed thighs, his dick's underside rubbing against my clothed engorged clit with every thrust.

"Oh fuck," 

It felt so good. I loved this feeling of him fucking me like this. But this was not enough. Far from enough.

I needed him inside me this moment. Oh god, what would it take for him to bury himself inside me and fuck me till I'm properly saturated with his love juice?

I'd do anything for that to happen.

"Daddy, Ahh~ Please... Fuck me~" I told him through fevered moans, eyes droopy.

"That's what I'm doing, aren't I?"

"No," I shook my head, "...not there, please. My cunt. Fill me up. Stuff me with your dick, I beg you, Daddy. Have mercy on me,"

"Be patient, little slut," he told me, an impish grin spreading his lips.

Oh god, I've really shot myself in the foot.