Earning Her Keep (Price of Love)

She growls at me. “This isn’t nice.”

“Not yet.”

I bend my head toward her, nestling my lips in the curve of her throat. As I suck on her throat, her resistance dissolves. And her sobs and whines turn to whimpers. The vise-grip of her virgin cunt loosens, and I feel the first flutter of her walls.

Goddamn. To think I’m the first man to ever feel this pussy. And the only one that ever will and live to tell about it.

“That’s a good girl. Just let me have it. It’s mine already. Just let your body agree.”

Her body consents before her voice does. She does that thing, that little fucking thing—she turns her head, looks down at her shoulder, and sighs a little. Then her back arches, her body shifts. “Oh god.” Her voice is heavy with desire now. All need, no fight.

I roll my hips, putting pressure on her walls with my shaft. Going slow. Taking my time. “Feel that? Feel how you want this. Feel how you need this. Feel how your little cunt was built for this dick.”

She’s so fucking tight that it’s hard to slide out of her, hard to get free of her, but I finally do and pull halfway out before sliding back in.

I adjust my thighs to get in deeper and dive back in, my growls drowning out her whimpers. “What a good little girl. Taking her first fucking cock.” I press her knees back with my forearms. “Spread those fucking legs for me. Don’t be afraid, princess. You’re doing so fucking well.”

She sighs and lets her legs fall open wider. I can feel that she likes that praise as much as I like giving it. Her wetness intensifies, and I feel her creamy cum coat my cock. I pull back slightly to look down and watch us. As I withdraw, my shaft is coated with her blood and wetness, all clotted up at the base of my balls.

“Look at that,” I tell her. “Look how fucking dirty you are. Sloppy. Wet. Fucking messy for me.”

She smiles a little, for the first time since we started. She shifts her hips to make it easier for me, to be more willing and open to this. But even as she opens up, she looks shy and unsure. Timid little minx.

Her shy willingness makes me even harder. Her cunt loosens and gets wetter with every drive, making it easier for me to fuck her, easier for me to do what I have been aching to do.

She’s still so tight that every drive pushes my cum down my shaft and back into my balls. But her moans of pleasure with every drive? Christ. They’re making me come apart at the seams.

Against all my fucking instincts, I pull out and yank her knees up, then flip her over to take her from behind. I fill my mouth with saliva and let it drizzle down between her ass cheeks and then to her pussy. I work the bloody cum from her cunt along my shaft and push into her again from behind.

She collapses down onto her forearms, growling out a new kind of pleasure.

“That’s right, baby, you’ll suffer for me won’t you? Won’t you?”

Even though I’m fucking her like an animal now, hating myself but loving every fucking second, I’m getting lost in her curves and her softness. There on her knees in front of me, taking my cock, lit only by the firelight, she’s everything I’ve never let myself pray for and more.

I bury my face against the soft warmth of her upper back as I drive ruthlessly into her from behind. I am fucking desperate for her now, greedy as a thief.

Her cunt walls tighten, letting me know I’m home.

She cries out for Daddy in a way I’ve never heard her make another sound. Furious. Needy. Coming undone. And all I can think about is filling up her womb with hot seed.

My big muscular hands move down her soft creamy skin. And now I’m watching us. Like a religious fucking experience. My balls get heavy and needy with every thrust, fucking full to bursting and desperate for the relief that only my babygirl can give me.

Nothing matters but this. Nothing matters but her.

And my baby inside her, with or without her fucking consent.

“Take this dick like you own it. Grip it. That’s right. Hang on fucking tight.” I push deeper, grinding my hips into her, slapping her ass with my balls. Every thrust makes my balls slam almost painfully into her pussy lips.

I get close to her ear. Sweaty ringlets and a soft, feminine scent. But I’m fucking her for real now. Fucking her for keeps. Fucking her hard and mean. “Who do you belong to, little one?”

“You,” she screams. “You. Only you.”

With every ruthless drive of my cock into her, her hips and back jiggle with ripples from my power.