All Chapters of DADDY’S FILTHY GIRL: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 5 My eyes roll back and another orgasm rips through me without warning. I scream into the floor, my whole body locking up as my cunt gushes around his pounding dick, squirting in messy pulses that splash down my thighs and onto the hardwood. Marcus doesn’t slow down. He keeps fucking me straight through it, the wet sounds getting louder and nastier as my juices coat both of us.“That’s it, squirt on Daddy’s cock again,” he growls, hand still tight on my throat. “Make a bigger mess. Show me how much this young cunt needs to be owned.”I can’t even form words for a few seconds, just broken moans and gasps while the waves keep crashing. When I finally can speak again my voice is wrecked.“More, please more. Change positions. I want to feel you everywhere.”He pulls out with a wet pop that leaves me clenching around nothing, then manhandles me onto my back right there on the floor. My legs get shoved up high against my chest until my knees are almost touching my shoulders, an

Chapter 2 Riley’s pov He made me lie back fully on the exam table, one firm hand still resting high on my inner thigh where I had guided it. The paper crinkled under my back as I settled and the cold of the vinyl pressed against my spine through the thin fabric of my open blouse. My legs stayed spread wide for him and the position left everything on display, my soaked panties stuck tight to my cunt and the wet spot growing darker by the second. I could feel how swollen and slick I already was, my clit throbbing against the fabric every time I breathed. “The fabric is still too tight across my chest,” I said, already reaching for the last buttons of my blouse and pulling it all the way open so the sides fell away from my body. “It feels like it’s pressing on everything and making the pain worse. I need it completely out of the way so I can breathe while you examine me properly.” I finished with the blouse and let it hang off my shoulders. Cool air hit my skin and my nipples

Chapter 4He answered the call with forced calm while I still lay there flushed and unfinished, two of his fingers still buried deep inside my soaked cunt.My thighs were trembling and my nipples were wet and red from his mouth.I could feel how close I had been, that heavy ache still pulsing hard between my legs, and the sudden stop left me aching and desperate.“Dr. Thorne speaking,” he said into the phone, voice steady and professional like nothing filthy was happening right under his hand.His free hand stayed between my legs, fingers still buried to the knuckles inside me but completely still, and the stillness was pure torture.Every tiny shift of his hand made my cunt clench around him and more wetness spill out onto the paper.I couldn’t take it.I stared straight at his face while he talked and slid my own hand down over my soft belly, past the waistband of my pushed-aside panties, and rubbed my swollen clit in slow shameless circles.The wet little sounds of my fingers slidi

Chapter 6He hooked my leg higher around his hip and the head of his cock pressed right against my entrance through the soaked nightgown. The thin fabric was the only thing stopping him from sinking into me and I could feel how thick he was, how hard, how ready. My cunt clenched around nothing and more wetness leaked out, soaking the front of his pants.Something in both of us broke at the same time.Thorne yanked the gown straight up to my waist in one hard pull. The cool air hit my bare pussy and I gasped. My hands flew to his belt, fingers shaking as I tore at the buckle and ripped the zipper down. His cock sprang free, heavy and hot and already leaking from the tip. I wrapped my fingers around it and stroked once, twice, feeling the thick veins under the skin and the way it jumped in my hand.“Fuck, look at you,” he growled against my mouth. “Already grabbing for your new daddy’s cock like a little slut. You've been thinking about this since you left the clinic, haven’t you?”

Chapter 2Nora’s pov Luca’s eyes stayed locked on me through the gap in the door. He did not say a word at first. His hand kept moving up and down his thick cock in slow, steady strokes, the wet sound of skin on skin loud in the quiet room. The video of me in the storeroom still played behind him, my recorded moans filling the space while he watched me instead.“I’m—sor—ry… I didn’t mean…”“Come in,” he said, cutting me off. His voice was low and calm. “Close the door behind you.”My legs shook as I pushed the door open and stepped inside. I shut it carefully, the click of the lock sounding too loud. I stood there with my hand still buried in my panties, fingers slick from how wet I was. Luca’s gaze dropped straight to the obvious shape of my hand under the fabric.“Don’t move yet,” he said. “Stay right there and watch the screen.”I turned my head toward the television. The grainy footage showed me leaning against the shelves, legs spread wide, skirt bunched around my waist. I