Her Savage Mountain Daddy

“Goodnight.”

The door shut behind me, and I exhaled as I leaned against it, my head spinning. Inside the bedroom, I could hear Nina cursing me, and calling me a psychopath, and swearing up a storm, which was half adorable and half made me want to march right back in there and spank her ass again. But I knew if I went back now, there’d be no stopping me. If I went back into that room, I wouldn’t leave until I’d claimed every part of her—until my cum was leaking from her freshly fucked cunt.

My blood roared in my ears as I leaned against the door, listening to her swear at me until slowly, she got quiet. My hand drifted to my cock, stroking myself through my jeans and groaning at how fucking close I’d come to just having her right then and there.

Nina went quiet, and when I listened close, I could hear the sound of rhythmic breathing. Slowly, I opened the door and poked my head in. Asleep. Finally. She’d have a hangover in the morning, but I knew at least here that she was safe from Sylvan.

My eyes moved over her, and I groaned at the sight of her—laying on her side, with her knees pulled slightly up and that skirt pulled up high. Her legs were half-spread, and suddenly I realized that with the way she was slumped across the bed and the way her legs were, those tiny pink panties were half pulled to the side. My cock lurched, and I could feel my balls twitch. The dim light from the living room trickled into the room and across her sleeping form, and I could see glistening moisture on those soft pink petal lips.

My cock lurched, and my hand drifted to it before I could stop myself.

…There was no stopping myself now. Not with her.

My zipper was down in a second as I stepped into the room, my hand slipping inside and pulling my rock-hard cock free of my jeans. I groaned quietly as I wrapped my hand around it, stroking my thickness and grunting as the pleasure rippled through me. I moved right next to her sleeping form, my eyes ablaze. She was rolled over, half on her side, half face down with her ass pointed right at me, and I grunted as I squeezed my thick cock and started to stroke faster.

One hand slipped between her creamy thighs, and when I ran two fingers over her slippery pussy and those soaked lacy panties, she fucking moaned in her sleep. It was a hungry, desperate, aching moan, and when I pushed harder and let my fingers rub slow circles over her, her hips started to move in time with me.

Fuck, this was trouble. This was dangerous. This was crossing every line. But then, I knew I’d crossed those lines the second I saw her. Now it was just following through with the inevitable.

She moaned again as my fingers slipped under her panties, and when I tugged them down her thighs, I groaned as I watched them cling to her sticky pussy. I pulled them away, and when my eyes landed on those bare, pink, glistening pussy lips of hers, my cock pulsed in my fist, precum dripping from the swollen head across my hand.

I slid my hand up to her ass, grabbing it and spreading her wide for my hungry eyes. I drank in the sight of her sweet little virginal cunt and that perfect, tight, untouched little asshole. My hand slid between her legs, and when I started to drag a thick finger up and down her slick, sticky lips, she started to tremble against me, whimpering.

I started to stroke faster, groaning as my cock throbbed and pulsed, thick white precum dripping in thick drops across her perfect little ass. I rubbed my fingers harder, rolling them over her hard-little clit and bring more moans of pleasure to her lips as her sticky sweet arousal made her thighs slick and glistening.

She moaned again, her hips moving against my hand, and I could feel my balls start to tighten.

Fuck crossing the line. She was mine.

I grunted as I came, hot spurts of my pearly white seed landing in thick ropes across her ass. She shuddered, her body trembling as my fingers pushed her over the edge, and I could feel her slick honey coat my hand as she came for me. I growled, pumping my fist up and down my throbbing cock as more and more of my cum splashed across her tight little ass—thick white streaks leaving my mark across her perfect, unblemished skin.

I watched it trickle down between the soft globes of her ass, down over her pussy. I knew she was a virgin. I’d done my research while keeping an eye on her. But I considered the thought of her getting pregnant from me coming on her pussy, and the thought kept my cock hard as stone. My eyes took in the sight of my cum glistening on her skin. Marking her.