Chapter 73
I think for a second that he’s not going to do it.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.
But I’m dead wrong.
Daddy shoves his cock into me from behind, his huge member breaking my virgin cunt in the roughest way imaginable.
I scream out, the rush of pain in my tight hole forcing the air from my chest, as if Daddy fucDaddyt straight out of me.
He holds his cock inside me, his hand coming up and grasping at my hair. Pulling my head back, Daddy sayDaddyo you want to fucked like a slut, huh?”
I nod, still not able to speak after the escape of air.
Daddy takes one long, slow stroke, nearly pulling out of me before sending his cock back in. I groan, the pain already less as my lubricant coats Daddy’s cock and makes Daddy’s thrust a lot smoother. It’s like he’s testing me out, getting a feel for what I’m willing to take.
But I don’t say a damn word, only waiting to see what daddy’s going to do next.
He pushes his cock up to the hilt, making me feel every inch of him splitting me open. “Tell me how much you want this dick.”
I swallow, preparing my words. “I want your dick inside me.”
He pulls back, slamming it back into me, shaking me in my seat as he grasps my hair and keeps me from spilling over.
I moan, my voice broken by the need to breathe, “Shit! Oh, shit!”
“You want it hard, don’t you, bitch?”
I nod, restricted by daddy’s hand on my daddy’s talking to me like he’s fucking me out of hate.
I love it! I love it so goddamn much! He’s never said a harsh word to me the entire time he’s known me, and the simplest utterance of slut and bitch makes my pussy quiver against his cock.
“Fuck me as hard as you want. I’m your slut. You’re my daddy. I deserve your hard cock.”
“That’s fucking right you do. Give me your arms.”
I bring my arms behind my back. Daddy grabs them and bends them at a 90-degree angle, locking them together with one large hand, keeping them pinned behind me.
And with that, there are no more words. Daddy drives his cock into me, his thickness widening me until all I can feel is pure pleasure, his cock pressing and dragging against my walls. It’s made stronger by my body
clenching onto the stool, which causes my pussy to squeeze around his cock, hugging it hard as he blasts it into me, fucking my virginity out of me as it disgusts him.
“Oh, daDaddy I moan, my voice bouncing around as I bounce off daDaddy’sock, “Oh, fuck… fuck!”
“Take it, you slut. Take my big dick.”
“Yes, daddy. Fuck me, fuck me. I’m your baby. I’m your woman now.” Daddy lets go of my hair and arms, reaching around me and grabbing
my huge tits. He seizes on them, crushing them in his grip as he uses them as
leverage. He pulls his arms together so that they trap mine against the side of my body. I feebly hold them up at the elbows as Daddy fucks me as fast and
as hard as he can manage, his strong hips busting into me, his cock trying its hardest to rip me apart.
My moaning is uncontrollable, giving no respite by his pounding cock.
Every time I think my pleasure might subside, Daddy’s cock feeds me another
dose of it, forcing it deep into my cunt. It’s like every thrust sends an invisible wave into me, crashing against my cervix, vibrating with the force of his hatred for my mother.
I’m the vessel for that hatred.
The thing Daddy gets to pulverize to make everything right again.
I’m the receptacle for all his happiness.
And, as it turns out, all his seed.
His final strokes release the waves needed to topple my body, releasing those waves to bounce around inside me, spasming muscles and convulsing my pussy. I twitch and let out all my excitement, screaming out Daddy’s name over and over, my words and his cock an acknowledgment of his control over me.
Daddy’s last stroke flies into me. He lets go of my tits and circles his arms around me, clasping them together as he braces us both against his orgasm.
His body seizes up, only to spasm just like my own. Daddy holds me to
the seat as his cock unloads into me, his warm splooge filling my cunt up.
My orgasming pussy drinks him up, swallowing and absorbing as much of his cum as possible, cycling it further into me in hopes that Daddy becomes my baby’s daddy.
He holds me still as our ragged breaths sync up, our lungs calming down and our bodies melting into each other.
“You feel okay, baby girl?”
I nod. “Yes, daddy. I loved it. Thank you.”
He laughs, “No need to thank me.”
My face burns.
He looks around the room. “I feel kind of bad for not having a bed here.”
I giggle, and Daddy says, “Well, why don’t you wait here and relax, and
I’ll go buy something to lay on.”
I shake my head, “No, Daddy. Just stay here with me for a while.” He nods against my back, supporting me as I rest up against him. “And then we’ll go together,” I say. “I want to pick out the bed we’re going to be sleeping in together.”
“Is that what you want? You want to be with an old man like me?”
I turn toward him and smile. “Forever.”