Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 127949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 640(@200wpm)___ 512(@250wpm)___ 426(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 127949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 640(@200wpm)___ 512(@250wpm)___ 426(@300wpm)
She lifts her head, twisting around to watch me jacking off as I ease my drenched face back from her swollen, gushing pussy and see the wonder in her multi-colored eyes.
“Someday…” I start, slowing the movements of my hand, her eyes pinned to the action. “Someday Daddy will teach you how to do this for him. My hand isn’t going to work anymore. You’re too sweet, too tight…but your little hand. Or…” The thought burns in my brain. “Those perfect little feet of yours…Daddy would like to watch you jack him off someday using your hands and your feet.”
“I want to learn.” She starts to release the rail and turn around, but I bring a hand up to the center of her back.
“Stay. You’re going to get fucked bent over like my good little toy.” I get to my feet, kicking off my jeans, and she rolls her hips back as I bend my knees and place the tip of my dick to her hot, greedy opening. “You made Daddy hard, now you’re going to have to be a good girl and take it.”
“Yes, I know,” she answers, the little coming out in her voice as she reaches down between her legs, guiding the tip just inside her opening. She winces on a little yelp as the head pops inside her impossibly tiny hole. “I’m sore,” she whispers. “Can you go a little slow, please, Daddy?”
Fuck. I hate that she’s hurting because of me, but when she fucking talks like that, she’s making it close to impossible to give her what she’s asking for.
“I’ll try. But you know when you come out dancing like that, you’re testing me. You’re asking me to fuck you.”
“I know. I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay, baby. Just remember, you make Daddy do these things.” I slam as much of my shaft into her in one stroke as I think she can take, as I exhale and listen to her moan.
“Please, please…God, it hurts. I don’t want to stop but just…” She moans, dropping her head between her arms. “Just give me a second.”
“I know, baby. I’m going to get in even deeper this way. I’m going to fill you so full you’ll feel me in your throat.”
I grab the sides of her ass and pull her the rest of the way down, onto every hard inch, and her wincing scream echoes into the distant trees.
She shifts her hips, trying to find some comfort, and I can’t believe she feels tighter than when I took her cherry. Her walls pulse as I drive my hips against her ass, listening to the railing on the deck creak as she holds on for her life.
“Rub your clit,” I order, as my balls start to tingle and I know I’m not going to last long this way. I’ve come so many times since I took her last night I should last longer, but fuck, she feels so good wrapped around my girth.
I watch her hand moving between her legs, then the movement of her arm, the shift of her shoulder as she plays with herself.
“That’s such a sexy, good girl. Horny for me. Fuck, how does your pussy get tighter? When you touch your clit, your little greedy cunt gives my cock a tight hug.”
I look down where my dick is impaling her and it’s so obscene: huge compared to her small body; along with the way it spreads her pink, silky opening until it looks like it’s going to rip wide open.
My balls are already tight, ready to deliver, as her hand moves faster and faster, inching her toward her own release. I reach up and grab her shoulders, shoving her body down onto my upward thrusts, driving the air from her lungs in puffs.
The head of my dick is stabbing into her cervix. I’m so deep I’m going to be up inside her womb if I’m not careful, but that thought only makes me want to fuck into her harder.
“Come with Daddy, baby. I’m so close, I’m going to come inside you. Daddy wants to breed his babygirl.”
My words elicit another gripping from her inner walls as I grunt, barely holding on.
I slip one hand down her back, around her hip, then top her fingers with mine and we work her clit together.
“Show me what feels good, princess. Daddy wants to know how to make you happy like you make him.”
“Like this,” she whispers, our slick fingers webbing together as one, and she starts moving my hand in rhythm with hers. “Ahhh, God, Daddy, it feels so good. You’re growing inside me, I can feel it.”
“Yes, baby, because I’m so close, but I’m not coming until you do. I want us to do it together, so rub yourself. Then tell me when you’re ready.”
I don’t stop my thrusts until I feel the gush of wetness drench our hands and she throws her head back into my shoulder. “Now. God, I’m ready now…”