Daddy's Desperate Little Girl (Wounded Daddies 7)

CHAPTER FIVE

Lena

I quickly undo his belt and unbutton his pants. In an instant, his pants are around his ankles. I take his hard cock in my hands and feel my pussy grow wet as I softly stroke it. To say he’s well-endowed is an understatement. My heart pounds in my chest as I stroke his cock faster and faster. I intend to give him a blowjob, but I’m mesmerized by the sight of his cock I forget to use my mouth until he says, “I said show me, little girl.”

The aggressiveness in his tone turns me on immensely, and I immediately take his cock in my mouth. He is so huge I can’t quite go all the way down, even when I stick my tongue out to open up my throat. I go as far as I can and am pleased to hear Waylon moan as I suck, lick, and swallow, varying my movements to provide him as much stimulation as possible.

He puts a hand on the back of my head, and I instantly become wetter. I moan and increase the pace and variety of my movements, using my tongue in gentle corkscrewing motions around his shaft as I suck and bob my head.

His breathing grows more ragged, and he begins using his hand to increase the depth at which I go down. It is a little frightening at times because he’s so big that I can’t breathe when he’s in my throat, but it turns me on so much, I can feel my clit begin to tingle with excitement.

After a few more minutes, his movements become more urgent. I lift a hand to gently rub his balls, using my fingertips to caress the sensitive skin behind them softly. He stiffens, and his balls contract up into his body.

I take a deep breath and dive down on his cock until I feel my lips pressed hard against the base of his shaft. Then he climaxes so powerfully I can feel it in my throat. I stick my tongue out over my bottom lip and use it to massage the base of his cock in small circular motions. As I do this, I bob my head in short, rapid movements and swallow rhythmically, so my throat squeezes around his cock. I can feel his warm semen spurting down my throat as he jerks and cries out. When he takes his hand away, I grip his ass and push him deeper into my throat, not stopping until he cries out again, his shaft pulsing powerfully as he finishes in my mouth.

As I pull away, I intend to comment about how I love the way he tastes, but he lifts me off the floor and throws me onto the couch before I can say anything. Before I have time to react, he dives in between my legs.

My mouth opens slightly, and my stomach tightens as his tongue delves into my wet pussy. I try to moan, “Oh, Daddy,” but it comes out as a breathy whisper. Even though he’s not inside me, I am his completely. He is in control, and it’s the most amazing thing I’ve ever experienced.

He brings me to the brink of an orgasm then back without ever quite allowing me over the edge.

Finally, I can’t take it anymore. “Daddy, please!” I beg.

He pulls away and growls, “Please what, little girl?”

“Please make me cum.” I gasp.

“You want to cum, little girl?” he growls. He’s so damned sexy I might just not be able to stop myself.

“Yes, please!” I cry.

He dives back in between my legs, his tongue working on my pussy, focusing on my clit and the area surrounding it.

It begins as a tingling sensation in my inner thighs, spreading down my legs to my feet. Then the tingles creep up my spine to the back of my neck, and I know I’m going to finish. “Oh, Daddy,” I moan.

Then I shatter into a thousand pieces, only to reform and shatter over and over again. My legs and body jerk with the force of the orgasm, more powerful than any I’ve felt before. I scream and try to push him away, but he holds me there, and I gasp and writhe with the force of the climax. It is the most intense thing I’ve ever experienced, and the fact I’m sharing it with Waylon makes it more amazing.

Finally, he stops but only long enough to slam into me. The force of his thick cock stretching my pussy takes my orgasm to heights I never thought possible. I can only hold on tightly while he continues to thrust hard and deep. “Oh, Daddy,” I gasp when I can speak again. “Oh god, you feel so good.”

He thrusts harder when I say that, so I keep saying it, repeating over and over, “Yes, Daddy. Oh, Daddy, you feel so good.” After a few moments, the orgasm peaks again, and I can’t speak anymore but can only scream and cling to him as my body shakes with the force of wave after wave of pleasure and thrust after thrust of his hard, thick, perfect cock.

When he cries out and shudders on top of me, I grab his ass with both hands and move my hips against him, which is difficult because I’m still shaking from the force of my orgasm. I manage it anyway because I desperately want him to feel good.

Finally, he collapses, breathing heavily. I cling tightly to him, still moving my hips, desperate to keep him cumming as long as possible. Eventually, I can move no more and lay still underneath him.

“Oh, Daddy,” I moan.

“Little girl,” he says softly. “My little girl.”

When he finally pulls out of me, I feel a sense of loss. He immediately wraps me in his arms, though, and as I lay against his chest and drift to sleep, I realize I am happier than I’ve been in my entire life.