He kisses at my neck as my body slides back down his dick, then he’s lifting me again. Those strong arms causing me to rise and fall faster, faster… my tits not keeping up with the rest of me as I bob along daddy’s cock, so that they slap heavily to my chest as he fucks me.
My toes press into the floor so I can help him as he lifts me up then lets me fall back down on his thick cock. I’m so wet from our combined juices that it doesn’t hurt anymore, and I start rocking my hips a little, testing to see how he feels best. And every which way... he feels wonderful. My hands go to his legs, holding myself up as he makes me ride him.
I can hear his husky, rough moans next to my ear as we rut like that in the kitchen, his arms holding me, his lips kissing me. His hard cock throbbing within me, pulsating with such need as he squeezes me thighs in his iron grasp.
“Ohh Amy, darling…” he moans, our combined juices coating his cock, running down along his balls as my skirt rises with each descent before resting back around my hips on the way up. “You feel better than heaven itself… it’s true… oh God it’s true,” he moans.
And I know it’s blasphemous, but I know it’s true too, because he feels the same to me. And if God gave us these bodies, and this type of pleasure, then wouldn’t experiencing it together be good?
Oh, I hope so, because I can’t stop this now. I’ll never be able to stop wanting my daddy’s cock after this!
“Rub that little clit… cum on my cock,” he demands of me in a voice that I just dare not refuse. He rocks his hips and moves me faster, harder, pumping his thick, veiny dick into me at an increasing rate, the wet sounds of our bodies meeting filling the air almost as thick as the aroma of our love making.
It sounds so deliciously dirty, and I bring one of my hands between my thighs. My fingers are so much softer, so much smaller than his, but the instant I feel that spark of energy, I’m able to pinpoint it and focus on it. The little circles I have to make, just the right amount of pressure, as my fingers get lubricated.
It feels so good to finally give in to temptation, to feel all the things I wanted to feel, and before long, I’m grinding on my daddy’s cock while I’m playing with my pussy.
The two of us are moaning so lewdly, completely unrestrained n
ow as I do what he demands and we’re rutting so shamelessly in the kitchen. His balls slapping up against me again as he starts to pump his hips with such force.
The momentum of us going at it getting so heavy that I feel that fire coiling up inside me again, just as his cock is pulsating, thickening.
“Ohh Amy, cum on my cock… do it, let me feel it,” he says hoarsely, and I know he’s getting close again.
And so am I. That buzzing starts, and I find that perfect tempo, and that perfect pressure, and in seconds, my mind goes hazy and my body starts to twitch. Every bit of my nerves is standing to attention, my limbs twitching as I gasp and moan and cum on my daddy’s cock.
I’m crying out as a flood of honey coats his cock and runs on down to his balls, and then all’s lost.
I hear my daddy let loose a big, brutish roar and he’s pounding up into me with such fury. I came so hard and I’m twitching and gasping atop him, but then he blows his load once more. This time thrusting wildly as he spurts his seed, filling me up so completely, seeding my depths for the second time as he bucks and moans.
By the time the electric bolts stop zapping me, he’s stilled deep within me, and I take a moment to catch my breath. My entire body feels so much lighter, so much more relaxed, and I let out a sigh of contentment.
We both settle down, the two of us panting and moaning and stick from our love making. He folds my legs together and holds me in his arms upon his lap, his hard cock still inside me as we wallow in the afterglow.
“Oh Heaven, Amy… I sinned… but you are truly the Lord’s vessel,” he says, sighing as he brushes my hair aside and kisses my neck fondly.
“I’ve wanted this for so long,” I murmur, afraid of the words even as I say them. Afraid of admitting that I’ve always wanted to be his, to have him take me just like this.
“So have I, sweetie… you’re such a good girl,” he says fondly, and he holds me in his arms for so long like that, cradling and coddling me.
Becca’s Fertile First Time
Book Themes:
M/F/M sex, breeding, impregnating creampies, virginity loss, alcohol
Word Count:
5,494
I laid my head back in the bathtub, looking at the muted white of the ceiling as I drew circles around my clit. I wasn’t really seeking gratification, as such. I simply wanted to make my pussy hum, to quiet the throbbing, screaming sensation of my desire.
I’ve just come of age, and tonight was to be my first party, and I was so turned on, I couldn’t even fathom. My mother and my fathers were all so proud of me.
This will be the first time I offer up my body to all the men of the town, ready to give them a chance to knock me up.
And I already had two guys in mind that I wanted to be my firsts. The ones most likely to get me pregnant, the first ones I wanted to cum in my fertile body.