Daisy
My heart was pounding uncontrollably, and my heavy breathing would give any pervert a run for their money. I leaned forward to rub myself on Daddy’s cock and tried to push his fingers deeper inside of me. I groaned in frustration because I needed his dick. When he began to chuckle, I could have inflicted serious bodily harm against him.
“Do you want to ride Daddy’s cock?” he murmured before he used the grip on my breast to pull me back against his chest.
It was subtle, but I felt him kiss my shoulder.
“Yes, please, Daddy,” I said eagerly.
He pushed me off his lap only to twirl me around to face him, and I didn't waste any time before I climbed onto his legs. I don't know what voodoo magic he used, but I'd never been this horny or open with anyone else. He gripped my ass and lifted me up before he moved his cock beneath me. I sighed in relief as I began to sink down his length.
“Thank you, Daddy. Oh, thank you,” I gasped as his thick hard cock filled me up.
I grabbed his shoulders, uncaring if my nails made him bleed. I dug them into his T-shirt. My feet were dangling above the floor, so I was unable to ride him. I used my grip on his shoulders and tried to move, but it didn't give me the momentum that I needed. So I did what any girl would and began to grind myself on him, rubbing my clit against him.
He growled at me before he gripped my ass and began to move me upwards. I didn't hesitate to slam myself back down on him. When I glanced at him, his eyes were on my breasts, but he didn't stop bouncing me up and down on his cock. All I could do was hold onto him and enjoy the ride.
When he began to thrust up at the same time, I felt his cock hit me hard as I fucked him back. The tension built up until I lost all control of my body. I came so hard that I forgot how to breathe. My pussy began to grip his cock, and I felt every delicious ripple as my orgasm continued. I heard him grunt as he held me on his cock. I rested my head on his shoulder as he came inside of me.
There was so much cum that I felt it drip out of me when he began to move me up and down him again. His hands slid beneath my top, and he fell back onto the bed, taking me down with him. He rubbed my back but kept his cock inside of me as we lay in silence. It felt nice to be held by him.
After a short while later, Daddy got up with a sigh and pulled me off his cock. I almost complained, but I was too relaxed to do or say anything. I smiled and stared at the ceiling while his cum continued to drip out of my pussy. The same thought struck me again. I didn't feel guilty or dirty after having sex with Daddy.
I was so deep in my thoughts that I jumped when I felt the warm washcloth between my legs. Daddy stood between my legs and was cleaning me up. My lips began to tremble, and tears welled up in my eyes until Daddy became blurred. Daddy paused for a moment before he continued. I couldn't bring myself to look at him.
Why was I so fucking weak?
Daddy lifted the covers and tucked me under them, but instead of leaving, he climbed into bed with me. He had taken his clothes off, but when he pulled me into his arms, I loved lying against his warm, naked chest.
“You're going to drown us with your tears, baby,” he whispered to me as he stroked the back of my head.
“I-I’m sorry, Daddy. There were so many times I wanted to die or wither away cleaning myself up after h-he—” I broke off, unable to finish as I began to sob.
I felt him move away, and I tightened my arm around him. He began to wipe my face with some tissues.
“No one is ever going to touch you again. Daddy will always keep you safe,” he said, but I could hear the undertone of anger in his voice. “Do you understand?”
I nodded and took the tissue from his hand to wipe my nose. Daddy took the tissue from me, and I felt him move to put it on the side. He made me feel safe because part of me never stopped looking over my shoulder. I hadn't seen my family since I was fifteen, but the fear never fully left me, no matter what I told myself.
“Why don't we try something?” Daddy said, drawing me away from my dreary thoughts.
I glanced up at him to see his devious look, but he had a lopsided smile on his face, which made me smile back at him. He began to push me down his body, and I followed his lead.
“A self-soothing method. Suck on my cock until you fall asleep, but I expect you to wake up with my dick in your mouth.”
“You're terrible, Daddy,” I said, shaking my head at him, but the idea was intriguing. “If I bite you in my sleep, it’s your fault.”
“It’s a risk that I’m willing to take in order to help you,” he said with a chuckle.
I grinned while I wriggled my way down to his dick. It was semi-hard, but I opened my mouth and felt his cock slide into my mouth. Daddy pushed himself deeper until his cock touched the back of my throat. Although he washed himself, I could smell myself on him and put my hand on his hip, trying to get comfortable.
“Lift your head,” Daddy said, and when I did, he pushed a pillow beneath my head.
I gently sucked on his cock while avoiding grazing my teeth on him. Daddy placed his hand on my head before he fixed the covers so I could breathe better.
“My good girl, keep sucking on Daddy’s cock until you fall asleep.”
I relaxed my mouth and sucked his hardening cock. I squirmed a little as my pussy throbbed in response. It was comforting, and it wasn't long until I fell asleep.
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When I woke up, I almost bit down on Daddy’s cock until I remembered last night. I gently sucked on Daddy’s soft cock and gently began to wank his cock until he started to get harder. His guttural moan let me know he was awake. I tightened my lips around him and sucked harder.
His cock jerked in my hand, and it thickened as I rubbed him. I used my tongue and rubbed my tongue against his cock. I wanted to drink his cum down, to have his thick seed spill all over my tongue, but then I remembered how good he felt inside me last night.
I reached down between my legs and began to rub my pussy as Daddy began to push his cock in and out of my mouth. At this point, I didn't know who was more depraved.
Me or him?