Punishing the Brats

I obey and stumble back up on my feet, while simultaneously pulling my hot pants down. I am not wearing any underwear - which he acknowledges with a hum of approval.

"What a slut you are," he says and steps forward, grabbing me by the hips and lifting me up as if I weighted nothing.

He places my naked butt on the kitchen counter, on the newspaper he was just reading a few moments before. My coffee mug is in the way and falls down on the floor, but neither one of us cares.

He comes closer, leaning in for a quick and greedy kiss that feels as if he is about to eat me alive. I wrap my naked legs around him and use the chance to pull his shirt over his head to get another glimpse of that perfectly toned upper body.

God, he looks hot! Exactly the view I want to have when my virginity is taken away from me.

He kisses me again, his tongue forcefully invading my mouth while he reaches down with one hand in search of my trembling sex.

"Such a good slut," he breathes as his fingers find my wetness. "So wet and ready for your daddy."

I moan as he starts circling around my wet clit while spreading my folds apart with two fingers. Oh god, I am so aroused, so close already. I don' want to cum before he is inside me!

"Fuck me!" I beg, looking up at him with pleading eyes. "Fuck me, daddy."

"Is that what you want, you little slut?" He reassures, his eyes drunken with lust.

I nod. "Please!"

"Lie down," he orders, gently pushing me back with one hand. I slowly lean backwards until my back is resting on the newspaper.

He is standing in front of me, his eyes on my wet center as he takes my legs to push them up, spreading them apart as far as possible.

I am breathing heavily, dizzy with lust, convolving like a bitch in heat beneath him while he keeps observing my wet center.

"What a wet cunt you have," he whispers, placing the tip of his cock at my entrance without using his hands, with which he is still holding my legs up.

I moan at the touch of his cock, eagerly moving my hips, trying to slide closer to him.

He chuckles. "What an impatient little slut, so eager to for her daddy's cock, huh."

I nod, whimpering. "Please, please..."

Finally, he moves forward, the tip of his cock spreading my lips apart as he slowly forces himself inside me. I have never been this wet in my life before and he slips inside easily, his girth spreading me more and more. With every inch, the pain increases, even though he is not even half way in.

He pauses, observing my reaction as I take him in. I moan and squirm, begging for more.

"Are you ready?" He asks, and for a moment I am unsure what he is talking about - until he pushes further, breaking the barrier of my virginity.

I yelp, overwhelmed by pain and pleasure - and he moves further inside. He is so big, so incredibly big, stretching me to my absolute limit as he forces his massive size inside me. He pauses for a moment, his pelvis pressing against my butt while I am convolving beneath him, desperate with lust.

"How does that feel, you little slut?" He asks.

"Oh, daddy..." I whimper, unable to give a reply.

"Good, huh," he concludes.

He moves backwards, almost withdrawing himself completely before he shoves himself back inside. Slowly still, but a lot faster than he did the first time. He continues moving back and forth, his motions increasing in speed with every thrust, until he is properly fucking me, pounding me so hard that my body keeps moving back and forth on the counter.

The pain eases, but his size is still a challenge. Every shove sends a new wave of ache and pleasure through my body - though the latter is predominant by far.

"Touch yourself!" He breathes.

"Daddy, I'm gonna cum if I-"

"Yes," he interrupts me. "I want you to - cum on your daddy's cock!"