Daphne Vs. Daddy

“What do you want, love?” he asks me, taking his fingers up my belly and back to the base of my breasts. “You seem awfully impatient.”

“Apollo, please…” I half moan. “I want… I want it.”

“Want what?”

“I want you… I want you to touch me, I want you to fuck me… Please…”

“I will… If you behave.”

“I will… I’ll do anything.”

“Good girl,” he says with a smile, once more grabbing at my thong and pulling it down a few inches so damn slowly. Then, when I’m not expecting it anymore, he grabs at it and pulls it against my outer thigh, tearing it off of my expectant body in a brutish and quick motion.

I can feel his eyes all over me, running from my lips to my heaving breasts, and finding their way between my thighs. He leans into me, laying his lips against my neck, kissing it up and down with so much softness you’d think my neck was made of porcelain. I close my eyes, feeling then the tip of his finger brushing over one of my nipples. It takes just that for me to moan as loudly as if he’s inside of me. If I’m already like this I don’t even want to imagine what it'll be like to have his cock stretching my pussy. This is it, I’m sure I won’t survive the night.

He kisses my chin and goes down to my neck again; this time he doesn’t stop there, though, continuing down to my collarbone and to the base of my breasts, laying gentle kisses around them in a maddening climb to my nipples. I can feel my muscles already twitching, my whole body electrified with the perspective of his tongue on my nipples.

I moan as his tongue touches me, licking in circles around my nipples. When he flicks it at the cherry colored point, I almost think my head will split open; I purse my lips and close my eyes, inundated by a stream of delight.

More, more, more!

He lowers his head and fits my nipple between his lips, sucking on it slowly as his fingers go down my belly and crawl down to my inner thigh. My hips sway of their own accord, my pussy aching and begging to be touched. He takes his time, stroking my inner thighs and teasing, coming close to my pussy, but never actually touching it.

But then he does.

He runs his index finger from the base of my pussy to my clit, brushing against it so softly I can barely feel it, and yet, in such a way that I can’t feel much more than that. There is no pressure on his finger, it feels as light as a feather on me, but as it rubs against my clit it’s as if lightning has struck my body. I convulse, my limbs straining against the ties as I arch my back and thrust my hips upward as ecstasy slaps all my thoughts away.

Apollo presses hard against my pussy then, cupping it and pinning me against the mattress as I succumb to my orgasm. I didn’t know it was even possible to climax like this! It’s absolutely insane, and it only makes me want more. God, I’m hungry for his body, for his cock. It’s a good thing that he doesn’t release me from the ties, or else I would jump on him like some feral cat and claw at his crotch until I could grab his thick, 12-inch cock and ram it deep inside of me.

Oh, yeah, right now I’m this crazy for him.

“Apollo…” I start, not even knowing what I want to say. “Christ, what was that?”

“That,” he says, smiling at me and leaning in to kiss me, “is what I’d call being in the hands of someone who knows what he’s doing.”

“More,” I grin at him, licking my wet lips. “I want more.”

“I may be your boss, but right now I live to fucking serve you, Ash,” he replies, pressing his mouth against mine. I let my tongue reach for his, violently dancing and flicking at it while I tilt my head from side to side. He stops the kiss when he grabs at my hair behind my head, forcing me to tilt it up and bare my neck to him. He kisses it, his mouth then jumping to my breasts and sucking hard on my nipples, all the slow tortuous teasing finally over. His hands squeeze my breasts hard, his touch sending flames of wanton desire down to my drenched pussy.

I’m the wettest I have ever been in my entire life.

I lift my ass up from the bed and rock my hips against the mattress, calling his attention there, begging for his touch between my legs. His hand darts there in a fraction of a second, pinning me down as he cups my pussy, his thumb right above my clit. He presses down on it, rubbing it in circles and making me gasp.

I want to grab his hand and make him finger me, but I’m helpless, all that I can do is moan and beg. Maybe he takes some pity on me, as he starts brushing his finger along my pussy, parting my lips as he does it. Then, in a flash, he slides one finger inside in a hooking motion. I gasp, choking down a loud moan, and he slides in one more finger as he keeps rubbing my clit.

His fingers go in and out slowly at first, stretching and teasing, but they quickly up the pace, coming and going out of me so fast I can’t even tell when they are in or out. He pinches my nipples with the other hand, squeezing them hard between his thumb and index finger as he kisses with the same intensity a drowning man craves air. That fits me just fine, as I crave his lips even more.

I start to push my pussy against his fingers, making him hook them even deeper inside me, and I keep going like that until I start to feel my whole body burn from the inside out, the fire of lust all-consuming and out of control. I come with a loud scream, my limbs flailing and struggling against the ties that bind them.

Just release me, Apollo, I think. Do it and I’ll fuck you in a way you’ve never experienced before.

He doesn’t do it, of course. Instead, he places his hands on my knees and pushes them to the side, clearing the way so that he can position himself between my legs, his face right above my pussy.

Alright, that works too.

He attacks my pussy with his mouth savagely, his lips pulling at my clit and sucking on it as his tongue lashes out against it. He opens his mouth wide, sucking my pussy eagerly and running his tongue along my pussy at break-neck speed. I thrash wildly in place, making sure his mouth won’t leave my pussy any time soon.

He has no intention of stopping what he’s doing, so there’s no need for me to worry. In fact, the more I press my pussy against his mouth the more ferociously he devours me, eating me out with such intensity I think I’ll pass out before coming.