Anything He wants

Daddy’s hands loosen, and I slip out of his grip. I stumble through the water as I make my speedy escape. I can’t make it to my towel fast enough, nearly throwing myself face down onto the ground. I lie down on the towel,

and I can feel my heart pounding against the sand under me. I close my eyes, steadying my breath, wishing the world away and all this awkwardness that I’m feeling.

Why the hell did I walk away? I wanted him to keep touching me. Why did I act like a little girl and run away? The shame ignites in me, disappointment and fear coating my mouth in distaste. Only a stupid girl would have turned away such a perfect situation, blowing her chance at experiencing something wonderful, all because she felt modest and scared.

“I’m sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable, baby girl.”

So caught up in my embarrassment, that I didn’t notice him approach from behind me. “It’s okay, Daddy,” I say, while simultaneously turning my head in the other direction, away from him. It’s not okay, but I’m too stubborn to admit that.

“You don’t have to be uncomfortable. Daddy would never hurt you, not in a million years.” I hear him kneel beside me. His hand falls to my lower back, a gesture I would have thought comforting once, but instead sends a shock wave through my system, one propelled by an unsatisfied lust. Unconsciously, I lift my butt from the ground, only an inch or two, but enough to be visible to anyone paying attention. It’s like my pussy answers the call, displaying prominently the curve of my back leading into the curve of my ass, even if my mind is too afraid to make its eagerness known. It’s a reaction I didn’t intend but one that garners an appreciative response from Daddy.

“You know,” he ponders, carelessly dragging his fingers up my spine,

“if you want a complete tan, it wouldn’t do to have anything in the way”- he tugs on the string to my bra, slowly undoing the knot-“like this, for instance.”

My mouth goes dry as Daddy slides the strings down the side of my

back. He repeats it with the string circling my neck. I can’t speak, I can’t utter my surprise, I can’t even moan my appreciation, my nerves a steel-clad lock on vocalizing my desires. All I can do is undulate my back, conveying just how badly I want Daddy to touch me.

He complies with my yearning, using his soft touch to calm my lust, all the while feeding it as his hand makes its way along my back. It travels to that spot that first communicated my unspoken hunger for him. When his

fingers brush over the band of my panties, my butt lifts again, imploring him to continue his current trajectory.

Daddy is no little boy, afraid to push a girl’s boundaries. Whereas I earlier retreated from his advances, Daddy now moves with utmost determination. Without skipping a beat, without asking permission, his

fingers slip between my ass cheeks, pressing into my crack as he glides along me. Pushing in, his fingers hook the string separating me, pulling it out and moving it to the side.

This utter invasion of my body forces the first moan from my lips, arching my back and lifting my butt even further, prompting Daddy to do what he wants with me.

And he does, spreading my cheeks with his hands and diving into my

crack, his tongue devouring my forbidden hole. I groan at the intrusion, unprepared for Daddy’s thirsty consumption of my dirty backdoor. I want to complain, but the sensation of a tongue penetrating my tightness quickly subdues me, causing my belly to twist from the potent yet calming pleasure. His slippery tongue licking me from the inside relaxes me, letting my back arch some more so that Daddy has easier access to my loosening ass. I stretch my opening, widening myself for him.

Daddy takes my invitation seriously, grabbing my hips and pulling me

up to my knees and hands. My untied bikini stays on the towel, allowing my tits to meet the warm beach air. The second I’m exposed to the world, a surge rushes to my pussy, the voyeuristic possibilities ramping up my libido. It feels like I want to be found like I want someone to see Daddy eat my ass out.

“God, that ass is so fucking good.”

From my new position on my knees, Daddy pulls my panties down, and what little fabric that was covering my tiny body gives way, the triangular piece pulling away from my soaking cunt. Daddy spreads me hard, opening me up so that he has all the room in my body he could ask for. His face meets my asshole again, his tongue pushing deep inside me, tasting his baby girl deep and without reservation.

“Fuck, Daddy,” I groan, the pleasure so unsettling and unthinkable that I feel dirty for enjoying it. I just want him inside me, more than anything in the world. “Daddy, fuck me, daddy.”

“Oh shit,” he groans, my words provoking him. He slaps my ass as he rises to his feet, ushering a sting of pain through my flesh.

I look back as Daddy undoes his swim trunks, letting them fall to the ground. His cock is thick and throbbing, swollen from gorging on his little girl’s ass. He strokes it, hardening it even more, spitting on it, and lubing it up for quick entry.

He kneels behind me, and without preamble, he slides his cock deep into my pussy, guiding it easily as his spit and my juices suck him in. I cry out, Daddy breaking me open for the first time, his meat so thick that his entry is almost painful in its intensity.

“Oh yeah, that’s tight.” Daddy’s hips pull back slowly, drawing his cock out at a torturous pace as if he were taunting me. So sensitive, I let out a long groan that follows his cock as it pulls out. That is until he reaches the end, where he immediately slams his dick back into me, the strong thrust propelling pleasure through my cunt, shooting it straight through my cervix.

Daddy’s thrusts meet a consistent pace, plowing into me with steady precision, enjoying the slow and regular intervals of dominant pleasure. He’s so focused, that my body reacts to his manipulation of my flesh, my pleasure welling as I succumb to his control, to his domination over me, using my body as if it were programmed to be used that way. It’s like he knows me better than I know myself.

And like a game he’s played before, he knows the moves he has to make.

As his hips pound into mine, his hand flows over my ass, and from above, he

sticks his thumb into my asshole, anally splitting me with his digit. I yelp as

he seizes on me, and as his thrusts continue, Daddy’s finger begins to push in as well, busting through my backdoor.

The small bit of double penetration fuels me, and I move my body like the crack of a whip, bouncing my hips down on Daddy, feeding his cock into my pussy, and engulfing his finger in my ass.

The words out of my mouth have to be the naughtiest thing I’ve ever said in my life: “Daddy, your finger feels so good in my ass.” Like any innocent girl who’s ever uttered anything wicked for the first time, I learn that wicked words receive a wicked reply: “You little slut, baby girl. Now all daddy wants to do is fuck you in your tight, little ass.”

“What?!”

Daddy’s cock slides out of me and Daddy repositions himself. I anxiously dip my butt lower, out of his reach, unconsciously resisting Daddy’s intentions.

But Daddy easily picks my butt up again, simultaneously pushing my face back to the ground, upending my ass so that my cheeks spread open and Daddy can see my asshole stretching for him.

Daddy’s hands are on my hips, and he pulls me back on his pussy-slick cock, puncturing my tiny ass with his massive member. I cry out, the pain is intense as Daddy’s thickness unpuckers me. Daddy doesn’t want to hurt me, so his motions are slow and meticulous, feeding his baby girl slowly so she can adjust to his masculine domination.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

It isn’t his role to stop; it’s mine to submit.

So I do, relaxing my ass as Daddy pushes deeper into me. The longer I relax, the faster he enters me and the easier he claims me, his cock driving in until his hips abruptly push up against my ass.