She had expected him to be checked by that. She had expected him to stop, and ask, “What?”
But he didn’t. He simply took her ear lobe into his mouth, leaning over her body, and sucked on it before whispering in her ear, “Daddy’s going to come inside you, baby, don’t you worry.”
He took a fistful of her hair, then, and yanked it so that she was looking up at the star-speckled sky. But take in the visage she did not, for her thoughts and focus were all on the fucking he was giving her. Even if some plane had flown a message into the sky in fluorescent smoke that glowed in the moonlight she would not have noticed it, for she was lost in a palace of pleasure, something ephemeral, something not quite of this world.
“Ugh,” she grunted, biting her lip, loving the dancing play of pain she felt from his pulling her hair, and pleasure she felt from his plunging his manhood into her womanhood. “Oh, God,” she groaned, feeling herself racing toward the precipice. Being fucked by a big, thick cock like his was simply amazing. Nothing could substitute that feeling. She knew she was being spoiled, that she would never accept less than he again.
“Oh, Daddy,” she cried, her whole body tensing up. “Oh, shit, Daddy. Just like that! Just like that! Don’t stop! Don’t you dare fucking stop!”
She groaned out into the night, teeth clenched, tendons jumping out of her neck as she was tipped over the edge. For a fleeting moment, she was trapped between the moment when her orgasm was about to explode, and the moment that would proceed it, when her orgasm would explode.
It was a strange feeling, like being caught in between two worlds.
But, the next moment, it had passed, and ecstasy was thrilling through her whole being. She was wracked by it, destroyed by it, and she tightened up so hard in her canal she thought that she might cramp.
“FUUUCK!” she cried, clenching around his thick dick as he fucked her through it, as he drove her through her pinnacle of pleasure, her height of being. “FUUUCK!”
She was soaring. She was in orbit. It radiated right down to her toes. She’d never felt so good in her whole fucking life!
“DADDY!” she shrieked as he pummeled her still, and plucked from her depths a second surprise orgasm. It was weaker, less intense, but still it shook her body, wreaked havoc with her nerves. And then she heard him grunt. She heard the single word:
“Baby!”
“Come in me, Daddy!” she cried, and he buried himself to the hilt one last time before she felt his enormous organ swell greatly inside her, and then twitch mightily, and she knew he was filling her with his boiling, gushing, creamy-white seed.
“Oh, baby, Chastity, yessss,” he groaned as he came inside her again and again and again. He had bottomed out, but still kept pushing into her as though he could reap more pleasure from her womanly depths.
And then he was slumped over her, panting, holding onto her body, their breathing once again coinciding, in unison.
“Baby girl,” he breathed, kissing her back in between where her shoulder blades met. “I love you so much.”
The declaration hit her right in the chest. She teared up. “I love you, too, Daddy.”
They stayed like that, him on top of her, for panting seconds and heaving minutes, until he finally pulled himself out of her, his still-hard cock dragging out with it gigantic globules of his cum that she felt dribble down the insides of her thighs.
She stood up, wiping a hand through her folds and looking at it. “You came a lot.”
“Yeah,” he said, shrugging. “You turn me on.”
“Guys come more
when they’re turned on?”
He shrugged again, before laughing. “I honestly don’t know, baby.”
She went to him and hugged him, then, and he held her in his arms. “Is this wrong, Daddy? These feelings I have for you?” She could still feel his hard prick against her abdomen.
“People will try to tell you it’s wrong, baby. But it’s not. Trust me.”
“But what will Mum think?”
He pushed her back so he could look into her eyes. “Do you want to tell her?”
She shook her head. “No. Let’s keep this our little secret.”
“Okay,” he said, nodding, and kissing her forehead. “Okay.”
“We’ll do this again, right? Go for a trip together? Be together?”