Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 23747 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23747 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
I reach up and take her tits in my hands, squeezing hard to drive my point home.
“If you think a spanking and a hard throat fuck were punishment, just try looking at another man, Fay. You won’t like how that turns out for you.” My voice shakes at the thought. “Or him.”
“I don’t want anyone else. I want you.”
“You want who?” I growl, lining up my dick at her hot teenage opening. God help me, I love that innocent look on her face. The sight of her spread and ready for me, her pussy wide and welcoming, has me so close to the edge I don’t know if I’ll ever come back from this.
Her bare pussy lips and the excitement returning to her features has her hips rising up in offering.
“I want Daddy,” she gasps as my heart pounds and I slowly push forward. Her juices are generous and flowing, and my dick is so hard it’s torturous. My eyes roll back at the contact, and I wince, feeling that tightness, wondering if this in reality is going to work.
“So tight. So small.”
“So big,” she mutters in return.
“I know, baby. But you have to take Daddy like a good girl, remember? It’s your job now to do the things you don’t want me to do with anyone else, isn’t that right? You want me to find another girl to do what you won’t?”
God, I’m a bastard, but that has her shaking her head.
“No!”
“It’s your job, remember? Otherwise, I have to find another girl to do your job if you won’t…”
That would never happen. She’s already got my cock on a string and my dick would be as limp as overcooked asparagus if any other woman even tried to get near me.
I give her another thrust, stars scattering my vision from the sensation of her clenched opening holding me back.
“If you want to make me happy, you need to let me in. This is a very special moment for us. A moment a Daddy only gets once with his little girl, and I want you to always remember the first time Daddy made you his. A grown-up girl, just for me.”
“Oh, God.” She clenches her teeth, hands reaching for me, and I clasp my fingers into hers.
“I know, baby. Sometimes Daddy has to take it from you, but you’ll always tell me how good it feels, won’t you? My cock makes you wet. Makes you shake and want more. Make sure you always let me know how much you love and need my cock.”
My blood pressure is skyrocketing as she bucks at the pain of my entry, and I feel a smile tugging at my lips as I watch her struggle to take what I’m giving her.
I dig my knees into the side of the bed, giving me a better angle to get into her untapped pussy. I loom over her as she battles between the pain and trying to make me happy, as my fantasies take flight.
I pin her hands to the bed with mine, applying slow even pressure with the swollen head of my cock, brushing my cheek against hers until my lips are against her ear.
“Here it comes, baby. Daddy’s putting his cock inside you. Tell me you like it. Tell me you like having secrets with Daddy.”
She hisses at the entry, her innocence tearing away as I breach her tiny opening, her body quivering under me.
“It feels good.” Her voice cracks, but her wetness surrounds my dick, dripping down the shaft as I try to force-feed her virgin body a few more inches.
She’s clenching and gasping as I pump my hips in small thrusts, taking her little by little, feeling her start to relax, which only serves to urge me on.
My cock swells as my motions quicken. I could nut right here, but I want it all. I want to feel her cervix, the walls wrapped around me from tip to nuts. I want our bodies as close as they can be.
I know I’m well-endowed, and she’s battling to take what I’ve got, but the farther I go, the more she wiggles and battles me, and it only makes me harder.
“Don’t fight me, little girl. Daddy always wins. You said it felt good, now you need to make me happy and finish what you started.”
“But it hurts! So much…” She tugs at my hands, but I keep her pinned, my weight on top of her. “Daddy, please.”
I stall, giving her a breath, then say the words I’ve been holding back since I got my first taste of her.
“Look at me,” I demand, twisting my head, raising it so she can look me in the eye as I hold myself still inside her tight opening. “You know Daddy loves you.” My voice hints at the anguish those words release inside me as I give her another pump. Her eyes are on me now. “Daddy loves you, but he can’t stop.”