He pulled out and reached his fingers inside me for the sponge I wear to bed each night. The sponge he’d taken me to the doctor to get since he refused to cum anywhere but inside me. In the past year, he’d been to my bed every night. On those three nights of the month, when I bleed, he’d either fuck my ass for hours on end or have me suck his cock and cum in my mouth. Or sometimes, if he’s in a gentle mood, he’d suckle my breasts all night while I play with his cock until he cums on my tummy and breasts.
He threw the sponge over his shoulder, and it landed with a wet plop onto the cold wooden floor as he slid his cock back into me, going deep with one stroke. Filling me up the way only he can, the way only he ever would.
He started a nice slow deep fuck into me, the way he always starts thing off; hitting all the right spots until he began to knock at the door to my womb, begging to be let in. I cried out in the night at the sweet burning pain but his mouth was already there to catch the sound.
I felt my pussy stretch to accept all of him because I knew he wouldn’t stop until he was seated all the way inside me, his cock buried balls deep in my belly. I trembled at the thought of all of that wonderful flesh inside me and what it did to me.
No matter how often he fucks me in the night, his overly large cock is always too much to take. You’d think after a year of this that I’d get used to it, that my body would’ve at least stretched to fit, but no. It’s always the same, my poor tight pussy straining to accept his long thick cock.
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DRAKE
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I pounded into the pussy beneath me, wondering when the bite of uncontrollable lust would leave me. It’s been going on like this for a whole year with still no letup. No matter how often we fuck, it’s never enough. In fact, the hunger only seems to be getting worst. The more I have her, the more I want.
I’d started out coming to her bed at night when it was safe when no one else was about. But now, in the last few weeks, I’ve found myself dragging her away in the middle of the day to fuck. Those times are just as exciting when we have to be quiet, so that little ears and eyes don’t seek us out.
I’ve found a new excitement in taking her somewhere in the house in broad daylight while the house is awake and active. Sometimes one of the kids would call out for one of us, but we wouldn’t answer, leaving them to hunt us down as I drive into her hard and fast for an afternoon quickie.
In the beginning, I’d thought it would be a short-lived thing, this thing between us. I thought we’d fuck and get it out of our systems, that she’d no longer look at me with such hunger in her eyes after I fucked her a few times. Now I know that I’ll never get enough of her; that’s why I’ve decided to give her my child.
Just the thought of breeding her made my cock jump and spit precum as my hips moved faster against hers. I kept my tongue in her mouth to muffle her screams as I reamed out her pussy with my twelve-inch cock.
I know it’s hurting her, but I know she wouldn’t have it any other way. That after sharing my bed, no one else will ever be able to satisfy her, not that I’d give them the chance. The fact that she craves my cock even though it gives her pain fulfills a sick need in me, and she’s more than happy to oblige.
Life sure is funny that way. The other one had left because she grew tired of trying to handle my cock, and this one, almost half her age and mine, would die for it. Her tight young pussy can take a beating from any angle. That’s why I’m going to plant my son in her and keep her hitched to my side.
I feel no guilt at the fact that I plan to breed her often to tie her down, women have been doing that shit to men for centuries, the difference is that I’ve told her in no uncertain terms that that’s what I plan to do to her: no subterfuge, no gimmicks, just the straight-up truth.
She knows I’d intentionally made her a slave to my cock, that I’d worked her, used her own lust against her until now she’s as addicted to me as I am her. Some days I keep her at fever pitch, not giving her what she wants to feed the need, only to take her just when she’s at breaking point later that night.