Sugar Daddy

She was a beautiful woman, and he liked looking at her smile. He wanted to give her the experiences none of the punk-ass men ever had.

Entering the bedroom, he saw her resting on her elbows, her legs spread, exactly how he’d asked.

Moving onto the bed, he stared down at her pretty pussy. The fine hairs were wet with her juices and he licked his lips, wanting a taste of her. Spreading those lips wide, he slid his tongue across her clit before moving down to plunge inside her.

She gasped, and her body shook at his first touch. He grabbed her hips, holding her in place as he ravished her pussy. Knowing that he was only the second man to touch her, and the first to taste her, sent a shock wave of primal need rushing through him. He wanted to completely dominate her. To wipe out any memory she had of anyone else ever touching her.

The thoughts and feelings she inspired completely shocked him. He’d never been the kind of man to stake a claim on a woman. His work meant everything to him.

Flicking his tongue back and forth, he found a pace that brought her closer to the peak of her orgasm. The moment she came, screaming his name, he licked her cream, relishing the taste, knowing he was going to have a lot of fun hearing her voice echo along the walls.

He changed positions, grabbing his cock and rubbing it through her slit before placing the tip at her entrance. Slowly, he watched as he pushed his cock inside her cunt, and she was so fucking tight.

Her pussy squeezed him like a fist as he worked his dick inside her, slamming up to the hilt.

“You’re going to have to get used to me,” he said, taking hold of her hands and pinning them on either side of her head. He lifted up a little so that he was staring down at her.

One day soon he’d take her without the condom.

It was early days yet, and he had no intention of doing that until he could trust her a little more.

They were strangers, and yet it drove the excitement higher. He didn’t really know anything about her, other than the stuff that was standard on forms.

This wasn’t about getting to know her, though. Sex for money, pure and simple.

Pulling out of her tight heat, he began to thrust back inside her.

He wanted her to enjoy this, and he saw she struggled a little with his length. He let go of her hands, easing back so that he could hold onto her hips. “Touch your pussy for me.”

She reached down, and he saw the hesitation within her.

Maybe there was a chance he could show her what to expect from a man, to make up for what that loser did on prom night, only satisfying his own needs.

Daniel didn’t want the complication of a relationship, which was why the temptation of Sugar Daddy was so great, but that didn’t mean he didn’t want his partner to enjoy it.

Elizabeth had been the only woman to hold his attention on that website, and having her beneath him delighted him.

Now, he wanted her to become addicted to him.

Rocking inside her, he watched as she stroked her pussy. The lips of her sex were open as she slid her fingers across her clit.

“I want you to come, Elizabeth. Come all over my cock. Show me how much you like it.”

His thrusts increased as her pussy fluttered around his dick.

He was getting close to finding his own release, but he gritted his teeth, holding back, waiting for Elizabeth to find her own peak.

Finally, when she did, coming around his dick, which was sheer fucking heaven, Daniel slammed into her, finding his own orgasm in the softness of her body.

When it was over, he collapsed, resting his head on her breasts. She didn’t wrap her arms around him, and to him it seemed strange her not responding like that.

Most women wanted to hug, and yet there was that distance of strangers. She didn’t know him, and he didn’t know her.

Stroking the curve of her hip, he licked his lips. “If you weren’t desperate for money, you wouldn’t have been on that site, would you?” he asked.

“N-no.”

Silence.

“I don’t have sex with strangers.”

He pulled back, staring into her eyes. “Did you enjoy that?”

“It was very nice.” She smiled at him.

“Do you want to stop? I can call the whole thing off.”

She shook her head. “I’m not used to what to do afterward. I really enjoyed what we just shared, and I … erm, I want this to work.”

Pulling out of her tight heat, he watched her wince. Before he could say anything, she was already leaving the bed and heading back to where her clothes were. Disposing of the condom, he left the room and found her stepping into her underwear.