Obsessed with a Daddy

“That feels—really good…” My breath got trapped in my throat for a second.

“You’re so wet that you don’t even need to feel my tongue tonight…” He flicked his tongue against my clit. “But you’re going to get it anyway.”

“I’ve been a good girl, Daddy.” My back arched, and I exhaled sharply. “I deserve it.”

“Yes you do.” He lowered his head between my thighs and gave me a few more swirls of bliss with his tongue.

I was ready for him to be inside me, but his tongue felt too good for me to even think about asking him to stop. He used his fingers to slide the hood away from my clit, and then started to move his tongue in quick circles around the tight bundle of nerves—my clit was already a hard knot underneath his tongue. I could feel my pussy getting even wetter—if that was possible. It felt like the desire was dripping out of me as he pleasured the most sensitive spot on my body. He knew how to make me feel good—so good that nothing else mattered when I was with him. I was ready to be his in every way.

“Oh god…” I ran my fingers through his hair, and my body tensed up. “Don’t stop, Daddy—please don’t stop!”

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he passion and desire were growing. It was a fire that wasn’t going to be put out with his tongue—I needed more. It was about more than just giving him my innocence and losing my virginity. It was going to be a closeness that could never be replicated with anyone else—Everette was going to be my first and my last. He made my heart beat faster—he made my body burn with a need that I had never felt before—a need that made everything just feel right when I was with him. Meeting Everette had changed me in ways that I never imagined, and it was beautiful. I didn’t know it was possible to feel that happy—to feel that good—but it was more intense than any other kind of buzz. It was almost magical.

“Daddy—oh god—I’m gonna come!” My head rolled back against the pillow as a gasp rushed from my throat.

The pressure that built inside me was more intense than normal. Maybe it was because I knew what was going to happen after he tasted my first orgasm of the night. My muscles tensed up and got so tight they made my body jerk. His tongue danced around my clit and released a constant stream of pleasure that flooded my veins. It was true bliss—euphoria that got stronger until there was no way for me to stop it. It devoured me. My mouth opened wide, my hips tried to pull away when the intensity made me shake, but Everette held me in place. Everette’s tongue didn’t pause. He sent the pleasure ripping through my body as the orgasm consumed me. The peak was amazing, and he kept his tongue moving until the orgasm began to fade. It wasn’t just incredible—it was earth shattering and soul crushing at the same time.

“Damn…” My body went limp against the mattress. “I’ll never get tired of that.”

“It will be the last time you feel that for a while.” He lifted up between my thighs, and I felt his finger against my pussy. “I’m going to spend the rest of the night making you come in a whole new way.”

Everette started to remove his shirt. The sight of his gorgeous physique was enough to make the desire start burning again. The afterglow of my orgasm didn’t even have a chance to settle in before I felt the growing need for my next one. I was attracted to him before I even knew his name, but once I learned what kind of man he was, it became about more than lust. Everette’s shirt joined my clothes on the floor, and I reached for his belt. I pulled him close as I started to unbuckle it. I wanted his lips on mine—I didn’t care if I tasted my own bliss on them. He kissed me while I unbuckled his belt—unbuttoned his pants—and then I started sliding them down his hips until he had to kick them off. His boxers slid halfway down with his pants, and I stroked his cock while he worked to get them off.

“I’m ready…” I pulled his cock towards my pussy.

“I can tell.” Everette pulled his finger away and forced my legs apart.

Everette held the base of his cock as I guided it towards my wetness. He positioned himself between my thighs, and I stroked his length until I felt the head against my pussy lips. There was a twinge of pain when he started to enter me, but I didn’t want him to stop. I was ready to lose my virginity to him, even if it hurt. He started to push deeper, and my pussy ached as it was stretched around his girth for the first time. He left the head buried inside me but stopped pushing so that I could adjust to the feeling. It took a couple of seconds, but I felt my body reacting to him, and he was able to go deeper with no resistance except for my tightness. I let my hands rest on his hips and quivered when he gave me a gentle thrust.

“You’re pretty little pussy is going to love what I do to it.” He put a finger on my clit and rubbed it a few times, which sent a surge of pleasure through my body.

“If you keep doing that I’m going to come before you’re inside me.” I moaned and felt him push a deeper.

“That isn’t going to stop me.” He rubbed my clit a little faster. “You’re going to come a lot more than twice tonight—and so am I.”

It started to hurt a little more when he pushed far enough to press against my hymen. I couldn’t help but grimace a couple of times, but his finger took a lot of the ache away as it continued to make circles around my clit. I did my best to hide the discomfort, but Everette still noticed, and gave me a few more second to adjust before he pulled back for another thrust. He gave me a few of those before he pushed hard enough to tear through my hymen. It didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would, but there was a noticeable sting when my pussy stretched around his girth after the symbol of my innocence had been shattered. A few more gentle thrusts followed, then a harder one that pushed his cock deeper inside me. A pressure started to build that I couldn’t stop with his finger teasing my clit.

“I want to feel you come when I do…” I let my hands fall away from his hips, and my nails dug into the sheets.

“You will, but one more right now isn’t going to hurt anything.” He started rubbing my clit harder.

“Oh god!” I rolled forward, and my muscles tightened up.

The orgasm was different than the others. I always felt my pussy spasm when the release engulfed me, but I had never had him inside me when it happened. My pussy squeezed his length, and his eyes nearly rolled back in his head when he felt me spasming on his cock. His cock throbbed, and I thought he was going to come too, but it wasn’t enough to send him over the edge. He began to deliver thrusts that were a little harder once the orgasm peaked and that seemed to prolong it. The pain didn’t register as he went deeper because I was trapped in euphoric bliss. When the orgasm finally started to fade, I felt like I was floating on a cloud, and I didn’t want to ever come down from that endorphin-driven high.

“Keep going…” I moved my hands back to his hips and tried to force him to go deeper. “I want to feel you.”

Everette didn’t hesitate to push himself deeper, which forced my pussy to stretch around his girth, but he did it slowly. I could tell that he was doing everything he could not to hurt me. He pulled his cock back to the entrance of my pussy and gave me several quick thrusts that only went as deep as his cock had previously been and those thrusts sent a different kind of pleasure through my body. It was starting to feel really good—even without his finger massaging my clit. That feeling heightened my excitement and desire. He gave me a couple of lighter thrusts that went deeper, and even those didn’t hurt like they did before. I felt the pressure building up inside me again—he was going to make me come without even trying.

“I’m…” The words got caught in my throat.

“I can feel it—come for me, baby.” He gave me a few quick thrusts.

I succumbed to my third orgasm, and his thrusts got faster while I climaxed. He throbbed a couple of times as he went deeper, and I thought it might be enough to make him come along with me, but he didn’t—he seemed to be savoring the orgasm and enjoying it as much as I was without actually getting his release. He drove his cock a little deeper while the orgasm peaked and right before it subsided, he gave me a thrust that brought our bodies together. I dug my nails into his skin, gasped, and didn’t even have the mental capacity to tell him that he was about to make me come again. I didn’t have to. He could feel it, just like he said. His thrusts got faster as the orgasm began to consume me. I didn’t even have a chance to recover from the previous one before another surge of bliss tore through my soul.

“You feel so fucking good.” Everette leaned forward and growled into my ear. “You’re not going to stop coming until I let you—your pussy is mine now.”