Daphne Vs. Daddy

I can’t find my voice for a second. I want to immediately respond to his sensual words with the admission that makes me so hot and so wet I can barely breathe, but I don’t find the words.

Dominic shoves his hand down my panties, through my pants, and his hands are on my clit and so close to my pussy that I yelp out.

Still no answer from me, but I’m trying. I feel like my mind is trying to swim backwards against the current. I can actually feel myself getting wetter, though. I'm loving every second of this. And that’s putting it lightly.

“I won’t ask again. Even though I want that pussy so badly, I’ll still just go jerk off in the bathroom. I will, and I don’t want to,” Dominic says with a sharp tone in his voice that pierces through my thoughts.

“This pussy is your pussy. Please fuck me, please,” I moan out. My voice breaks out like I’m drowning and gasping for air. Heat blaze

s through me at the sensual admission. I need his hands, his mouth, his cock; I need anything that he can give me. Fuck, at this point, I could watch him stroke his cock and it would make me cum.

“I’m going to fuck you. But first I’m going taste my sweet pussy. Even though it doesn’t need a warm-up. I fucking love how much you want me, Daphne.” He buries his face in my neck and sinks his teeth into my skin.

The instant I feel his feral contact against my body, something breaks within me. A heat builds up in my pussy that makes me tremble.

Dominic tosses me over his shoulder and then drops me, stomach down, onto the bed. I feel him yanking off my pants and pulling me up to my knees before I even know what’s happening.

I feel the heat of his mouth over my pussy and my toes curl.

Oh God. My stepfather has me on my bed—the same bed where he used to tuck me in. Somehow my mind keeps on circling back to that thought, and the forbidden nature of it just makes me grow even wetter. His mouth closes over my pussy with nothing but the flimsy, soaked cotton of my panties between us. I’m moaning loudly and my face heats up. I shouldn’t be embarrassed, but part of the moaning is just my body releasing some of the tension his touch builds up inside me.

I’ve never had anyone eat my pussy from behind before. I feel so exposed already, and then Dominic’s thumbs are hooked at the side of my thong.

Slowly, he pulls it down. I wiggle my ass, eager for his mouth to be on me. The air is crisp and cold when it makes contact with my bared skin.

Dominic’s warm breath over my pussy makes me shiver. I bite my lip, steeling myself for the moment he makes contact.

A few seconds feel like forever, and then his nose is pressed inside my pussy folds and his tongue is lapping up and down them. His hands grip my thighs. His thumbs knead circles into my flesh. Heat pools in my belly. Lust spirals higher and higher within me.

Dominic’s tongue draws flat through my folds, widening and pressing through me. His hands draw up and down my thighs, making me shake. No matter how much I tremble, my body can’t shake free. Dominic’s holding me tight and his mouth is all over my pussy. I keep squeezing my eyes shut and curling up my toes, the intensity of the sensation so intense I can barely hold onto it.

His mouth lifts up for a second, air hitting the soft flesh of my pussy before Dominic closes his mouth over my clit. The moment his tongue darts out, he’s so close to my clit and then he sweeps it to the side, tracing around the eager, swollen bud. I grind against his face, rolling my hips. I want his tongue on my clit. I need the jolt of arousal from it, and I’m losing my mind waiting for his tongue to sweep over it, for him to suck hard and take it in his mouth until I scream.

Dominic’s hands grip me tighter. I can’t get away, can’t force him to do anything sooner than he wants to. That’s how it is with men like Dominic – you have to submit, and you only do it your way when he wants that to happen.

All that just makes me moan out with need, but it turns me on even more. “Fuuuuuck,” I groan out, desperate for more.

Dominic’s tongue returns to circling around my clit, but never touches it. It makes me shiver, these small touches, because I’m caged in his hold. I’m stuck where he wants me while he bucks his face against my pussy. I’m all over his face. I can smell the scent of my wet pussy in the air. My juices are flowing into his lips, down my thighs, and all I smell is sex. The faint scent of Lipsmackers and bubblegum, old lipsticks, and everything around me of my childhood melds with the erotic, musky scent of my pussy. It turns me on even more. Especially because the scent of him, the masculine mountains and woodsy scent of him, was a part of both lives. The older childhood where I was trying on my sexuality, and now when I’ve lived through the shittier side of adult relationships. Just when I’m starting to savor that sensation, a new tide washes over me.

Dominic’s tongue circles over my clit and then he sucks in, making it big and filling his mouth with more of my pussy juices. I’m creaming all over his face and he runs his whole face up and down my pussy folds, torturing every inch of my flesh.

I am shuddering now. The hold he has on my thighs is enough to keep me from really moving much, but I can feel the huge breaths I’m sucking in as my stomach wildly rises and falls. The sharpness of pleasure as I inhale and exhale makes me so close to cumming. His face all over my pussy turns me on so much and, when his tongue starts to flick over my clit again, I scream out. I don’t say words, I just moan and shriek from the sheer sensation of everything coursing through me. The hot lust in my body builds up to a fever pitch and I’m going to shatter all around him soon.

That’s when one of his hands presses against my abdomen, just above my pussy. His tongue laps flat over my clit and runs up and down, torturing me so sweetly with the erotic sensations of his mouth on me. I’m quaking beneath him, the building pressure and Dominic’s tongue enough to push me right over the edge.

I cry out and moan harder, the orgasm rocketing through me.

Dominic’s mouth never leaves my pussy, lapping up all my juices.

“Fuck, your pussy’s like sweet honey and wine, Daphne,” Dominic says, his words vibrating over my pussy. The little shivers I get are suddenly free to take over my body, his hands releasing my thighs for just a second. I almost collapse, and then I feel the mattress shifting as he moves around. I look back at him over my shoulder, and that just in time to see him unbutton his shirt in a hurry. The moment that’s done, he then stands up on the mattress, towering over me like a God, and just pushes both his pants and boxer briefs down his legs, throwing them off the bed with a swift kick from his legs.

Before I even have the time to react to his naked body and (extremely) hard cock, he lowers himself and presses his body on top of mine, and then I feel his cock sink into me. I cry out and feel his fingers wrap around my throat. He doesn’t grip or choke me, but the sensation of his hand on me steals my breath and swallows the sound all the same.

His huge cock slams into me, the full length sinking deep into my pussy. I feel every inch stretch and claim my body. Dominic holds me up and I try to push back against him spearing me. I want that cock, I want all of it, deep inside me.

The feel of him sinking deep, deeper, deepest until he’s all the way inside me makes my heart flutter in my chest. When he starts pumping into me, each thrust makes me moan out in little bursts of the air going in and out of my lungs as his massive cock goes in and out of me, a perfect rhythm to the way he moves. The wet sound feels the air. It's perfectly naughty. I’m so turned on hearing my stepfather’s cock slam in and out of my pussy while I moan. This is far hotter than any other fuck I’ve ever had. I’ve messed around in this room before, sneaking in some boy. But this … Oh, there’s nothing I can compare this to. I might have messed up with boys before, but Dominic…

Dominic is a man. He fucks like a man; he owns my pussy like a man. And it feels so fucking good.