LOGINMarc stood back and slowly undressed, revealing his thick, rock-hard cock. “You’re going to keep that paci in while Daddy fucks you. Only good girls get to speak.”He pushed my legs wide, pulled the ruffled panties to the side, and rubbed his cockhead through my folds. Then he thrust in deep in one smooth stroke. The plug in my ass made me feel impossibly tighter. I cried out around the pacifier, eyes rolling back as he bottomed out.“Fuck, baby girl. So tight with that plug stretching your ass. Daddy’s going to breed this little pussy tonight.”He fucked me slow and deep at first, savoring every flutter of my walls around him. The pacifier muffled my moans into soft, needy sounds that seemed to drive him wild. He leaned down and sucked on my nipples through the thin babydoll fabric, then bit them gently while pounding harder.I came hard within minutes—shaking, squirting around his cock, the plug shifting deliciously in my ass with every thrust. Marc didn’t stop. He kept fucking me t
Dad clapped him on the back. “You’re a lifesaver, man. Owe you big time.”I kept my face neutral, even as fresh slick trickled into my panties at the secret filth of it all. My ass and pussy still ached deliciously with every shift. Marc’s cum was still inside me—drying on my thighs, deep in my womb, leaking slowly from my used asshole.We ate dinner together like nothing had happened. Conversation flowed normally—ski conditions, the storm, plans for tomorrow. But under the table, Marc’s foot brushed mine deliberately. When I stood to clear plates, his hand grazed my ass in passing, a silent reminder.Later that night, as everyone settled into their rooms, I slipped into the bathroom and found a new text from Marc’s phone:Daddy: Be a good girl and keep that cum inside you until I can add more. This isn’t over.I smiled at my reflection, cheeks flushed, thighs pressing together.I couldn’t stop thinking about him.Even three days after the family returned from the mountains, every inn
He carried me there, my legs wrapped around his waist, his hard cock trapped between us and rubbing against my clit with every step. The bathroom was small but luxurious for a cabin—large tiled shower with a rain head. Marc turned the water on hot and stepped in with me still in his arms.Steam filled the space quickly. He set me down, spun me to face the tiles, and pressed my hands flat against the warm wall. “Ass out, baby girl. Daddy needs to fuck you properly.”I arched my back, presenting myself. He rubbed the fat head of his cock up and down my soaked folds, then thrust in deep in one smooth stroke. I moaned loudly, the sound echoing off the tiles. He fucked me hard under the spray—long, punishing strokes that made my breasts bounce and my nipples scrape against the cool wall. Water cascaded over us as he reached around to rub my clit.“Fuck, this pussy is addictive,” he grunted, slamming into me. “Gripping Daddy so tight even after I stretched you out all night.”I came again,
I came again within minutes—shorter, sharper waves that made my legs shake against his shoulders. “Daddy… I can’t… too much…”“You can,” he growled against my breast, biting down gently. “You will. Come on Daddy’s cock until you forget your own name, baby girl.”He kept me folded like that for what felt like forever, pounding me senseless. The wet squelching sounds were louder now, filthy and constant. My juices and his cum coated his abs, my thighs, the bed—everything. When my next orgasm hit, I screamed so loud I was sure the storm outside couldn’t drown it out.Marc finally released my legs and rolled us onto our sides, spooning me from behind. One strong arm wrapped around my waist while the other lifted my top leg. He slid back inside me easily, the new position letting him fuck me with long, slow, deep strokes while his hand reached around to rub my swollen clit.“Feel that?” he whispered hotly against my ear, nipping the lobe. “Feel how deep Daddy is? How full you are with my c
I braced my hands on his chest and started moving, rolling my hips in deep circles before lifting and slamming back down. The new angle let him hit even deeper. My breasts bounced with every movement and Marc’s hands came up to squeeze them, pinching my nipples until I moaned.“Fuck, look at you,” he groaned, eyes glued to where we were joined. “So pretty riding Daddy’s cock. Your tight little cunt is creaming all over me.”I rode him harder, grinding my clit against his pelvis on every downstroke. Another orgasm built quickly. Marc thrust up to meet me, hands gripping my ass and spreading me open as he drove into me.“Come again,” he ordered. “I want to feel you milking me.”I came with a broken cry, collapsing forward onto his chest as my pussy spasmed around him. Marc held me there, fucking up into me through my climax, then rolled us again so he was back on top.He hooked both my legs over his shoulders, folding me in half. The position let him pound me with brutal, deep strokes.
He licked me softly through the aftershocks, then finally crawled up my body, caging me in with those powerful arms. He kissed me deep and filthy, letting me taste myself on his tongue. I moaned into his mouth, still twitching with pleasure.Marc pulled back, eyes locked on mine, voice wrecked with need.“That was just the beginning, Harper. By the time this storm ends, you’re going to be completely ruined for anyone but Daddy.”I reached down between us, palming the massive, throbbing bulge straining his sweatpants. He was huge. And I needed every inch.“Then don’t stop,” I whispered, squeezing him. “Please, Daddy… I need you inside me now.”Marc’s eyes darkened to near-black at my words. A low, dangerous growl rumbled from deep in his chest as my fingers squeezed the thick, pulsing length of him through his sweatpants. He was enormous—longer and thicker than anything I’d ever felt, the head already leaking pre-cum that soaked through the fabric against my palm.“You sure you’re read







