Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44972 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44972 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
I’m going to hyperventilate. Surely, I’ve misheard him.
“My tongue will stretch your tight channel to prepare you for my cock.”
His tongue? Cream leaks from my pussy. I can’t stop it. Even though I have no idea what his plan is, and my head is spinning as I try to visualize his goals, I’m so very turned on that I want to beg him to get started.
Daddy is fully dressed again, which is disappointing. I liked looking at his body. I liked clinging to him in the water even more. His solid muscles and sculpted pecs made my mouth water. But now he’s wearing tight black pants and a black T-shirt that fits him as though it were specifically designed for his body.
He spreads my legs wide, kneels between them, and holds my thighs as he leans over and kisses my nipple.
I buck, unable to move an inch. All I can do is roll my head from side to side. That one touch to my nipple is enough to send me spinning. This man does things to my body that I never dreamed possible.
He switches to the other nipple, kissing it gently before switching back and forth. My body is on fire when he starts sucking on my breasts. Not just sucking but tormenting my nipples with his tongue. I lose count of how many times he does this before he finally releases my swollen buds and nibbles a path down my body.
My Daddy flattens himself between my legs, still holding my thighs wide. And his lips come to my pussy. He’s gentle at first, planting lazy kisses on my clit and labia. But then he becomes more aggressive, dragging his tongue over my folds and flicking it on my clit.
“Daddy…” I whine.
Suddenly, he sucks my entire pussy, causing my folds to expand and fill with blood. I’m so sensitive that anything would send me over the edge. But I’m not prepared for what he does next.
Daddy eases his tongue into my tight channel.
I cry out from the stretch and shock.
He hums against my pussy as he pushes deeper until I’m convinced he could tickle my internal organs with his talented tongue.
After retracting what I now recognize as his best appendage, he pushes it in deeper. Is his tongue larger? That’s not possible, but the stretch is tighter.
He does it again and again. I swear he’s filling me further. And then vibrations cause my pussy to come even more alive. It’s a strange sensation, as though he’s humming inside me.
His tongue swells more, and I scream, coming so hard that my vision blurs. My pussy grips around his tongue, milking it. It’s too much. I’m overwhelmed with sensations. I want to tell him to stop, but I can’t form any words.
I’m not sure he would listen to me, anyway. He continues down this path, ignoring the fact that I just had an orgasm. It hasn’t even fully ended before another one starts building.
And his tongue… It’s bigger. I know it is. And the vibrations aren’t from humming. It’s as though his tongue is electric. It’s quivering rapidly inside me.
So tight. I’m panting as my arousal continues to grow. I’m trembling with need, desperate for another release, even though I just came a few seconds ago.
All I can do is roll my head back and forth, whimpering and begging. “Please, Daddy… Please…” I need another orgasm like I need air. And he’s going to give me one.
Suddenly, his teeth graze my clit while his tongue vibrates faster and harder inside me. I cry out again as another wave of pleasure consumes me. This orgasm lasts longer and leaves me lightheaded.
Luckily, Daddy eases his tongue out of my body. He murmurs words of praise while he kisses his way up to my neck. “Such a good girl. You took Daddy’s tongue so well, Little pet. Your cunt stretched nicely. I’ll do that to you every day until you’re ready to take my cock inside you.”
The thought of him doing that again, let alone every day, makes me nearly black out. The experience was too intense. I’m on the verge of tears from the emotional overload.
Daddy removes my cuffs, diapers me, and lifts me into his arms. After tucking a blanket around me, he puts my pacifier in my mouth and kisses my forehead. “Rest, Little pet. Daddy will hold you for a while.”
EIGHTEEN
A week goes by. Daddy and I settle into a new routine. I sometimes balk when he introduces me to new things because I’m always shocked at first. But he also wins every time.
It’s not like I have options. He doesn’t ask me if I want to sit in a playpen in his office while he works. He simply puts me in there. He doesn’t consult with me when he makes decisions. My acquiescence is expected.