Tie Me Up Daddy

And suddenly, I knew what I wanted my man to do. Again, it was me being assertive, expressing my wants and needs.

“Get down Daddy,” I said, voice sweet but commanding. “Get down and drink that anal creampie.”

The alpha went totally still behind me. Because this was fucking disgusting, the worst of the worst. But chalk it up to my newfound confidence, the new Laney who was the boss around town. And slowly, Thorn pulled out, that massive dick exiting my ass with a dirty squelching sound. Slowly, Thorn got to his knees, kneeling in back of my curvy form.

“Awww shit,” he whispered hoarsely, staring at the anal gape filled with cream. “Aww shit.”

“Come on,” I purred, wiggling my ass suggestively, even more sperm spilling from my back hole now. “Lick it up, big guy.”

And oh shit, but his tongue felt so good. It flickered slowly at first, dabbing into the bubbly white before going to town, lapping like a hungry dog. And as his tongue wormed up my rectum, tasting my anal walls, I shivered deliciously before exploding once again. My pussy spasmed, gushing hard as my anus clamped and winked, overcome with ecstasy.

“Unnnh Daddy!” I shrieked, big boobs bobbling, ass so fucked. “Unnnh!”

Thorn laughed behind me, rumbling deep in his throat. But he didn’t stop, oh no. Because you know what? Daddy rules the roost, but sometimes I get to take charge now. I’m a big girl, and I have needs and wants, and I’m not afraid to express them anymore. So when I say, “eat that creampie,” Daddy does it and he does it well. And the next time, maybe I’ll eat a creampie, we can take turns downing the nasty stuff. Because our relationship is much more balanced now, and best of all, I know I deserve it. I deserve to have a passionate, sexy, sinful love with Thorn Channing, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.

THE END