The Lawyer's Daffodil (Flower of the Month)

“Good girl.” He is barely finished saying the word ‘girl’ before his tongue takes one long lap, and I am soaring. He has had me on the precipice, floundering between complete desolation and absolute release. His eyes haven’t left mine yet, reminding me to keep my eyes on him. The whole moment is so dirty and hot that it adds to my building need. “You taste like a fucking cookie factory, baby. This teenage pussy tastes like every dirty old man’s fantasy, but you belong to me, don’t you, little one. Shit. Even my tongue can’t fit in here. Jesus, I am going to love stretching the shit out of you.” When he closes his eyes, I take that as permission to lay my head back and get totally lost.

Don’t stop.” I shout, moving my pussy against his face, racing toward my goal, no longer concerned with being sweet.

“Christ. Such a greedy cock tease you are turning out to be. That’s it...take it, baby. Take your pleasure.” It doesn’t compute in my lust-filled mind that he is no longer licking my pussy. I am so far gone, my eyes closed, head moving back and forth as something moves up and down, thumping my clit over and over. My toes begin to twitch right before I shout my release. I find myself mixing that release with a yell of pain. “Shhh. Good girl. So good little flower, squeezing my cock inside this baby cave. You're doing so good. I’m sorry, little one. Fucking shit. I can’t keep from rutting inside of you. Jesus. I know I am supposed to take care of you, but fuck, you feel like a god damn sauna. My cock is going to live in this pussy, my flower.” he moves, kissing me and whispering in my ear. I can separate myself from him right now, and it is amazing. “I promise it is going to get better, baby, and then you will be begging me to fuck this pussy night and day. Tight as fuck” he says all of this with clenched teeth as he holds himself back. I squeeze the muscles to test out the pain, and he hisses. “Fuck. Don’t do that again unless you are ready for me to fuck you. Damn it. I am trying little flower. Fuck.'' I smile, loving how much he is trying to make this better for me.

“It’s okay, Cillian, you can move.” squeezing him once again with my hands on his face.

He takes a second and looks down at me. Moving my hair from my face, he simply says, “You almost slipped through my fingers, little one.” He takes my mouth sweet and slow as he moves out of me, looking in my eyes, gauging my pain level. I don’t feel pain. I feel happy…safe…full.

“Oh… so full,” I say, keeping my mouth on his, taking his rhythm, and meeting his slow thrusts.

“You think you're full now. Wait until my child has swollen you, your tits are leaking, my dick is in your pussy, and I have a vibrator in your ass.”

“Please...please..” I beg, asking him to move faster. His words seem to trigger something inside of me. “Cillian!! Cillian, please.”

“That is not what you want to call me, do you?” I open my eyes and look at him, and I see the reflection of my needs staring back at me. “Say it, baby. Say it while I make you a mama. What am I, little flower? Who am I going to be to you for the rest of your life?” His movements get faster and faster. His sweat drips on my face and neck, and I welcome it. Crave it, even hoping it soaks into me and makes me his forever. “Say baby and put us both out of our misery.” His hips hit mine over and over, and I feel myself falling. His cock is pushing through something slightly over and over, and it is sending blinding lights to my eyes. “Give it to me, baby.” My heart begins to unfurl, and everything falls into place. I know what he is asking me for, and it is the same thing I need from him. I open my eyes once again and let go.

“DADDY!!! Yes. Please. Fuck me. Fuck me, daddy.” Oh, God. That did it for both of us.

“Ah...my innocent little girl is not so innocent, is she?” it's a statement, not a question, and I don’t give a shit. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I pull him further into me and watch as his face changes from reverence to ferocity. He sits up, pulls me further onto his cock, bends my knees, spreads my legs, and pounds into me over and over. “Is this what you wanted? Is this what your greedy ass pussy was begging me for? Is she going to be a dick-hungry bitch now, huh, little flower? You’re so goddamn tight. Shit. I am never going to leave this hot pussy. Do you know that? I am going to be inside of you so much you won’t remember what your pussy feels like without this cock hanging out of it, little girl. Bet you still won’t be broken in.”