Page 17 of Cheese Daddy

“Oh… Daddy… Daddy, I’m going to come…”

Sliding his hands from her buttocks around her legs, he spread her thighs even wider. Latching his mouth onto her clit, he sucked hard, and Bree’s grip on his hair tightened to the point of pain as she cried out, writhing. His dick pulsed in time with her cries, his fingers digging into her soft thighs as he suckled, laving the tiny bud with his tongue and sending her into paroxysms of pleasure.

As her cries slowly died down, Owen slid away, licking his lips clean of her arousal.

“Get up on the bed, sweetheart, right in the middle, and spread your thighs so I can see the pretty pussy I just licked.”

Bree blinked at him, dazed from her passion, then scrambled to do his bidding as he pulled the condom packet out of his pocket before shucking his clothes. Unlike when he’d undressed her, he took off his own clothes in a hurry, moving as quickly as he could. The urge to be inside her, to fuck her to a second orgasm and hear her crying out while her pussy quivered around his cock was overwhelming.

Tearing open the condom packet, he unrolled the plastic over his dick as he climbed onto the bed, pumping the bottom of his cock to give himself the tiniest bit of relief.

“Damn, Daddy.” Bree’s eyes had zeroed in on his cock. “What do you do with that thing?”

Owen grinned.

“Let me show you, sweetheart.” Getting on his knees between her thighs, he planted a hand on either side of her. He lowered his body atop hers and fused their mouths together, catching her cry as he nestled his cock against the swollen folds of her pussy and rubbed the tip along her wet slit.

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Bree

Daddy Owen was even hotter than she’d ever fantasized. Bree moaned against his lips as his huge cock slid along her slippery flesh, finding its way to her opening and then gently nudging in. She ached, wanting him inside her, and her hips flexed upwards to meet him.

He pushed in slowly, savoring the moment, the same way he’d undressed her, but Bree wasn’t that patient. Planting her feet flat on the bed, she canted her hips upward, impaling herself on him, and felt him growl as he nipped her lip before breaking the kiss.

“Bad girl,” Daddy said.

“I just wanted you inside me, Daddy,” she whined, clenching her body around his thick shaft. It was hard to have regrets. He felt so good there.

“Me, too, sweetheart, but Daddy sets the pace.”

Pulling out all the way, which made her whine again, he flipped her over, so she was on all fours. Bree could so get used to the way he effortlessly manhandled her. It was hot as fuck.

On her hands and knees, his hands gripping her hips, she’d lost all control of how fast or slow he went. So, there was nothing she could do but take it as he slowly pumped into her from behind. Dropping her head, she made a small mewling noise and tried to push her hips back to take him in faster, but he was far too strong for her.

“Harder, Daddy, please,” she begged, hoping that would spur him to faster movement.

It didn’t. All she got in response was a low chuckle before he began his achingly slow withdrawal and thrust. Bree moaned, wriggling and clenching as he fucked her slowly from behind, hard enough to make her breasts sway beneath her but not as hard as she wanted. It was making her crazy, her whole body aching for more as her nipples rubbed over her comforter, teasing and stimulating the little buds and making her feel even wilder.

When he did finally start to move harder, faster, when his thrusts began to pound into her, Bree’s body was more than ready. She cried out as her pleasure began to crest again, shuddering through her. This climax felt bigger than the first one, more complete, as his cock moved inside her.

Her elbows buckled, but her ass remained in the air as he held her up, pounding into her from behind. Bree couldn’t always come when she was in this position, but her clit was extra sensitive and swollen from her previous orgasm. The way Daddy had taken control of her turned her on even more than usual, and now his body was slapping against her sensitized bottom…

Bree’s toes curled as his cock rubbed over the sensitive spot deep inside her, his hard thrusts pushing her body forward, balls slapping against the swollen nub of her clit. The harder he fucked her, the more sensations billowed, filling her and exploding through her. Little fireworks went off all through her body, the pleasure starting from deep inside and rolling out from her core to her limbs, fingers, and toes.

“Daddy… oh, please… Daddy…” The ecstasy rose up and crashed down over her, swamping her in the roiling pleasure where it felt like his grip on her hips and his cock were the only thing keeping her from being swept away. “Daddy!”

“Fuck, Bree…” His groan as he rode her added to her own pleasure, hearing his enjoyment giving her more of her own. “Fuck!”

Holding her hips in place, he slammed into her. She could feel him throbbing inside her as her muscles clenched around him. Shuddering, she sobbed for breath, her muscles relaxing as her climax came to its conclusion with him still inside her.

“Fuck…” he said again, this time breathing the word out instead of using it as an exclamation. His hands gentled on her hips, then moved and rubbed her with soothing motions that made her want to yawn.

This time, when he flipped her onto her back, it wasn’t with the same passion he’d used earlier. Sure, he was still manhandling her, but it was gentler, more intimate. Looking up and meeting his gaze, seeing the way he was looking adoringly down at her, she felt like the most beautiful woman in the world.

“You are perfect,” he murmured, leaning down to kiss her again. So was he, but she didn’t get the chance to tell him.

He got them both cleaned up and was lying in her bed with her tucked against his chest in record time. Bree ran her fingers through his chest hair while he lazily stroked her side, their legs intertwined.

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