Page 36 of Primal

Poppy was nervous. It wasn’t unexpected, but I needed her to relax. This could be so damn enjoyable if she did.

I ran my hands down her back, caressing her smooth skin. Then, I kissed down her spine.

Mason slowly started pumping inside her again, giving her shallow strokes helped to further relax her body. She was turning to goo between us, and I knew it was time. Making sure I had applied plenty of lube to my cock, I pressed it against her tight hole.

“Don’t tense up,” I said, struggling to keep my voice soft. Now I was right here, my cock about to plunge into her ass, I felt like a madman, desperate and needy. “Stay relaxed and let me in. Let Daddy pop your anal cherry.”

Pushing myself forward, I bit my lip as I felt the head of my cock slip inside. Poppy whimpered, and I couldn’t hold my moan of pleasure. Slowly— oh, so slowly— I rocked my hips back and forth until my balls were pressed against her ass.

“Holy fucking shit, Poppy,” I groaned. “Tell me how it feels to have Daddy in your ass.”

“I…I don’t know. Oh God, it’s so big.”

I smirked as I gripped her hips hard and started to show her how I used my big ole cock. Underneath her, Mason started to move along with me, and it only took a few minutes before we got in sync, moving together to fuckourgirl. I could feel him inside of her, his cock in her pussy making everything tighter, more intense.

Poppy was moaning uncontrollably between us. I felt like a wild man, completely dominating my daughter along with her stepdad. We were wicked, there was no doubt, but it felt so damn good I didn’t care. All that mattered in this moment were Poppy and Mason. I wanted them to feel as good as I did.

So, I fucked hard and long, and just as Poppy experienced her second orgasm, Mason chasing its heel, I succumbed to my own ultimate pleasure. My body shook as I had the most intense orgasm of my life, and I called out her name so loudly I could have sworn the windows rattled.

Afterward, we all collapsed on the king-size bed together, Poppy sandwiched between us. Exhaustion and satisfaction pulled me into a deep, untroubled sleep.

When morning came, I woke up with my arms wrapped around my daughter, her naked body pressed against mine. Warmth and affection stirred to life inside of me when I thought about how well she took the both of us. Mason wasn’t in the bed with us, so I woke Poppy up with a lingering kiss on the lips before I pulled her into the bathroom.

“Good morning,” she said sleepily while I got the shower running. Her hair was a mussed-up mess, and she was blinking the sleep from her eyes, but she looked beautiful.

I smiled and kissed her head. “Good morning, princess.”

Once the shower was ready, I pulled her inside and started to wash her. There were bruises on her body in the shape of fingerprints from both me and Mason, and I felt a moment of guilt as I stared at them.

But Poppy shrugged. “I don’t mind. It didn’t hurt.”

“There’s no way it didn’t hurt,” I argued, feeling responsible for this. I was the one who’d wanted to escalate things last night, and as much as I enjoyed myself, I regret it left marks on her body.

“Don’t be upset, Daddy,” she said, and just hearing her call me that in her sultry voice had my cock twitching. “You and Mason have taught me a little pain makes the pleasure that much better.”

Spinning us around while the water continued to pour down on us, I pressed her against the shower wall. “Is that right? Are you saying you enjoyed taking me in your ass last night?”

I had a soapy loofah in my hand, and I ran it over her breasts while I waited for her answer. Her nipples tightened into tempting peaks, but I just kept cleaning her.

“Y-yes,” she finally said. “I loved feeling so full of you and Mason.”

“You were a good girl when you came here, and now you’re a dirty slut.” I chuckled, allowing myself to forget about the bruises. If she said they didn’t hurt, who was I to argue?

“Should you punish me?”

I had to place a steadying hand on the shower wall to hold myself up as all off my blood rushed south at her words.

“Turn around and bend over,” I commanded.

She had such a perfect round ass. I gave her a small swat, follow by a sharp slap. Poppy’s moans echoed off the tile surrounding us, and I got lost in spanking her, watching her skin turn red and hearing her gasp in pleasure. Finally, I stepped up close behind her and reached around to find her clit. It didn’t take long for her to explode in my arms.

The shower started off cool since we still didn’t have air conditioning, but when it turned cold, I decided we needed to get out. As I dried Poppy off, I looked into her eyes.

“Thank you, princess. This has been one hell of a week.”

When we went downstairs, we found Mason outside. He was standing on the grass in front of the cabin, taking deep inhales of fresh air.

“It’s over,” he said. “No tornados. No floods. The storm is gone.”

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