All Chapters of 69 Positions; Make Me Cum Daddy: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Mia.“Why did you stop?” His voice was low and commanding.And it sent a fresh gush of wetness between my thighs. David stepped fully into the room, towering over me, his eyes dark and hungry as they raked slowly over my spread legs, my dripping pussy, and his own shirt hanging open on my body.I couldn’t answer. Every word died in my throat. All I could do was stare up at him, my fingers still buried deep inside my clenching cunt, juices glistening on my folds and dripping down to the sheets.I tried to close my legs out of pure instinct, but his next words froze me.“Open your legs, baby girl. And continue. I want to watch you finger that pretty little pussy while you moan my name.”As if his voice had cast a spell, my fingers started moving again. slowly at first, sliding in and out of my soaked hole while he watched. His jaw tightened, throat bobbing as he fought to control himself. The hunger in his eyes looked like it could rip me apart any second.“Fuck…” I moaned, my ey

Mia.My stepdaddy said he wasn’t done with me. How could I even be done without feeling that cock stretch my cunt open? Without taking every thick inch deep inside me until I couldn’t think straight anymore? I’d lose my fucking mind if Daddy didn’t fuck me soon. My pussy was clenching around nothing, aching so badly it hurt. I needed him to ruin me, to claim me, to turn his innocent little stepdaughter into his personal cumslut.“Come here,” Daddy growled, grabbing my hand and pulling me up. He laid back on the bed, spreading his legs, his eyes dark with hunger. “You want Daddy’s cock, right?”I nodded frantically, almost desperately. It felt like if I didn’t answer fast enough, he might take it all away. I’d die if he stopped now. I’d been fantasizing about this for months — I couldn’t wait another second.“Use your words, baby girl,” he growled, voice low and dangerous.“Yes, Daddy… I want your cock so badly, please,” I begged, sounding like the pathetic little slut I was

Mia.Then suddenly Daddy flipped me over like I weighed nothing, putting me on all fours facing the entrance door of the room. My hands pressed into the mattress, my back arched deep, ass up high like an offering. I was still trembling from how hard i had just fucked him. He knelt behind me, his strong hands immediately smacking my ass.Hard, loud slaps on both cheeks that made my flesh jiggle and burn.“Fuck, baby girl…” he growled, voice thick with lust. “My sweet, innocent little girl.” Another hard smack. “You kept this tight virgin pussy all for Daddy.” Smack. “Now you’re mine… always. No one else gets to touch you. This cunt belongs to Daddy now.”I cried out with every slap, the sting blooming into delicious heat that made my pussy drip even more. “Yes, Daddy! Harder — please! Mark me! I’m yours… only yours! It’s all for you!”He kept spanking me roughly, turning my ass red while I moaned and pushed back for more like the desperate whore I was. Then I felt the heavy, thic

Joan.The next morning, James was humming cheerfully as he dressed for work, completely oblivious to the fact that his wife had become a starving, dripping slut overnight — and that the man responsible was his own father.Noah. I lay in bed pretending to be half-asleep, but my mind was replaying the memory of Noah’s thick cock on an endless filthy loop. Even the vibrators I used most nights couldn’t satisfy the ache. Plastic toys and James’s average dick were pathetic compared to what I had glimpsed. Noah’s cock was flushed, heavy, veined, and monstrous — far too big and beautiful for a man his age. It had ruined me.I had stalked his social media all night, watching every gym video, imagining licking the sweat off his muscular chest, his abs, his thighs… God, what I wouldn’t give to drop to my knees and worship him.“Honey, would you do me a favor please…” James suddenly said, breaking my dirty thoughts.“What’s that?” I asked, trying to sound casual.“I know it might seem wei

Joan.I didn’t even try to refuse. I didn’t hesitate for a single second.There was no point in pretending anymore. I had wished for this exact moment too many nights to count. I had tasted Daddy’s cock behind every filthy fantasy, every time I locked myself in the bathroom while James slept, every time I rode my fingers and moaned “Daddy” into my palm so my husband wouldn’t hear. I had cum countless times beside my own husband, whispering Noah’s name like a prayer while my pathetic, selfish spouse left me starving and empty night after night.So when Daddy told me to get on my knees, I dropped instantly.The tile was soft under my knees as I sank down in front of him, my eyes locked upward. Noah stood there like a god — tall, powerful, completely naked, that massive cock throbbing inches from my face. Up close, it was even more beautiful than I remembered. Thick, heavy, veined like a work of art. The head was swollen and flushed dark red, already leaking a shiny bead of precum