Page 18 of Possession

I snap my free hand out and grip the back of her silky locks, yanking her head back so she faces the ceiling.

Fuck me, she’s perfect.

The vein running up my cock throbs beneath my fist. Never have I been so eager, so turned fucking on, so desperate in my entire life.

“Don’t swallow! Don’t you dare fucking swallow,” I bite out, and her eyes widen as if understanding.

Pleasure zips up my spine, the sound of my fist working my cock fills the room. Every muscle in my body is pulled tight, threatening to snap under the pressure of my orgasm.

“Fuckkk!” My slit opens, allowing me to spill onto her tongue and over her face. Warmth coats my fingers when it overflows from her mouth and down her chin. My orgasm is violent, full of my insanity, and when the last of my cum escapes, the pressure in my muscles eases, allowing me to relax.

I make quick work of tucking my spent cock into my pants while she remains kneeling, waiting for instruction. Placing two fingers together, I swipe at the cum in her mouth, painting each of her cheeks with my ownership, my possession.

My cum drips from her chin and onto her school blouse, causing my cock to ache. “Open your blouse.”

She scrambles with her buttons, and I swallow thickly at her exposed flesh. A need to see her tits consumes me, but I won’t allow myself, not yet.

I swipe more of my cum from her mouth, and it covers my fingers. “Swallow.” She swallows, and the sound is like an aphrodisiac. “Stand.”

She stands, not reaching my shoulder, and I delight in our size difference, my six-three to her five feet—my little doll to play with.

Then I slide my hand inside her blouse. Loving the way her chest rises and her breath hitches, I slip my fingers past her cotton bra, and when I touch the swell of her small tits, my solid cock aches to touch them too. “Fuck, you’re small, Little Doll.” I finger her nipples, coating them with my cum. “So perfect and small.” I play with her peaks, and my mouth waters to taste myself on her. I slide my other hand to the back of her head, drawing her closer and enjoying the silkiness of her hair while I play with her tit. She whimpers, and my hardening cock squirts pre-cum.

“Are your panties wet?”

“Yes.”

I groan. “Fuck. You like Daddy playing with your tits, don’t you, baby?”

“Yes.”

“Is your little pussy dripping for me?”

Her moan has me plucking at her nipple. “Yes.”

“Such a good girl, letting Daddy wash your mouth and letting him play with you.”

Her body sags into me. “Thank you, Daddy.”

My pulse thrums with want. “Would you like Daddy to touch your little cunt?”

“Oh god,” she says as I swirl my finger over the hardened tip, ensuring it’s well coated with my cum. “Yes, please, Daddy.”

“Mm, you want Daddy’s fingers inside you, don’t you? My needy little doll.”

“Yes.” Her breathy whimper has me retracting my hand from her chest, then hiking up her school skirt and pushing her panties to the side. I’m torn between wanting to see everything and being unable to wait to touch her. The latter wins, and I slip my fingers over her wet pussy lips.

“Fuck, you’re so goddamn wet.” I stroke over her folds, my throat becoming dry at how soft she is.

“Oh god.”

“Mm, my little doll likes her pussy being played with. Let’s see what we have here.” She sucks in a sharp breath as I play with the opening of her hole, swirling my finger around it.

Then with one finger, I slowly edge it inside her.

Holy fuck, she’s small and tight, so fucking tight my boxers become wetter. Her hand grips onto my shirt.

“You’re so fucking small. You can hardly take my finger.” I pump in and out, only ever going as far as halfway. “Let Daddy in.”

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