Page 17 of Daddy's Pretty Baby

But Mr. Lancaster merely tipped my chin up with one finger to look deeply into my eyes.

“Daddy’s gonna help you,” he said soothingly. “Daddy’s gonna help you fuck yourself onto my dick, it’s gonna feel good.”

And I nodded slightly, biting my lip.

“I trust you Daddy,” I murmured. “I trust you.”

Something swept into his eyes then, something unreadable, making a muscle tick in his jaw, those blue eyes growing even more intense. But he didn’t say anything. Instead, two big hands grabbed each side of my fleshy waist, pulling me up until I was kneeling over the head of his cock, my pussy lips just kissing his glans, pre-cum smearing on my private place.

“Now honey,” he growled, eyes on mine. “Don’t look away from Daddy’s eyes. Drop your hips slowly baby, lower yourself onto Daddy’s dick but never look away, it’ll be easier that way.”

And biting my lip, I obeyed. Oh god, this wasn’t going to be easy. My brown eyes clung to his, seizing strength from that blue as slowly, I lowered my hips. Oh fuck, fuck, fuck. It felt so good, his glans nudging my labia, slowly spreading my pussy. I glanced down for a moment, shocked at how my lips gripped his fuckpole so tightly, my pinkness a tight ring around his cock, the bottom of my pulsing clit gliding against his hard flesh.

But Mr. Lancaster grabbed my chin again.

“Look at me baby, the hard part’s coming,” he rasped.

Because I was sinking down onto his pole, that huge shaft spreading me wide, filling me so full as slowly, I sampled my first dick. Oh god, oh god! It was so amazing and I moaned slightly, our eye contact electric, my small hands on his shoulders as the penetration continued.

“Ahh!” I gasped. “Ahh!”

Because the time had come. His dick was in my interior channel, pushing against that soft tissue, the proof of my virginity, and I couldn’t go any further without breaking it, without pain and blood.

“Oh Daddy!” I cried out, stopping, unsure of myself. What was I supposed to do? Fuck myself down?

But Mr. Lancaster had a solution. With one swift movement, he lowered his head to suckle at a nipple, my breastflesh pressed into his mouth, and I jerked at the sensation, a shock running straight from my tit to cunt. Oh god that felt good! But Rob doubled down then, one big hand leaving my hip to worm between our bodies, stroking my clit as I fucked him, caressing the hot nub, making me whine and scream.

And suddenly it was done. The triple jolt of hot dick in my puss, his clever finger on my clit, and that mouth on my breast made me go ballistic and with a scream, I impaled myself all the way down on his cock, burying that hot shaft in me until he was balls deep, testicles pressed against my ass.

“Ohhh!” I screamed this time, “oh oh oh!”

Because it hurt, I won’t lie. Something had definitely broken inside, there was the definite tear of my hymen, Rob’s hot shaft so deep, so thorough that I squirmed slightly, like a pig on a stick with nowhere to go.

“Unnh!” I wailed again. But Rob had me, I was safe in his arms.

“That’s right,” he rasped, popping off my breast. “That’s right, that’s how little girls fuck their daddies. Now sweetheart, look into my eyes as I fuck you. That’s right baby, I want you to remember this.”

And with that, our eyes met as the big man began rocking inside. It was gentle at first, a few millimeters up, then down, my puss adjusting to its first penetration, the first time I’d ever taken a man deep. But soon I was going along with it, riding that cock like a pro, taking him deep, deeper still, hard and thorough, savoring the heavy pound.

“Yes,” I breathed, staring into the dark blue eyes. “Yes, fuck me, fuck me.”

And a muscle jumped in Mr. Lancaster’s jaw, a flush staining that bronzed cheek as he pushed into me once more, still rubbing my clit with a finger.

“Fuck,” he muttered. “Baby, you’re so fucking tight.”

And I creamed slightly then, tilting my chin back, pussy on fire, loving the stroke.

“Yes, unnh, yes,” I moaned again, and this time, Rob went one further. Despite the fact that I’d just had my pussy cherry broken, he surprised me by fingering my ass. Oh yeah, with no warning, right when I was about to crest, he shoved a thick finger into my butt, the digit tunneling into my back hole, parting my pleats, my anus seizing around him.

And it was too much for a virgin. Double penetration for my first time was too much, even if his finger was only an inch or two up my behind. I screamed, I shouted, I twisted, and my body flew into heaven, shattering into a thousand tiny bits as ecstasy overwhelmed my senses, pussy and ass clamping and clenching, squeezing down on the man within. Oh fuck, oh fuck, I was so violated, so fucking fucked, and it felt so good.

And my shaking, my moaning, my screaming, pushed Mr. Lancaster over the edge too. Because with a mighty roar, the big man’s penis jerked in me, once, twice, before blasting lash after lash of hot white into my insides, coating my fertile channel, making me come even harder, each spasm of my pussy drawing that precious jizz deeper inside.

I cried, I screamed, I thrashed in his arms, but I only wanted more. My pussy pulsed around him, milking that thick cock of all its semen, ass clamping again and again around his finger, the hot dryness such a contrast to my wet insides.

And we both gave it up, moaning, the white four poster rocking violently as we shattered, his male body pure, hard, huge, blasting pulse after pulse of hot semen into my insides, I never thought it’d end, there was so much virile male juice.

But finally, the ecstasy crested and our bodies began to float back to Earth. My shakes became mere tremors, my desperate spasms subsiding into occasional shivers as I caught my breath, gasping.

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