A shiver ran through her body. Him picking her up and whispering that was turning her on even more.
“Please,” she whimpered. “Please, Mac.”
“It’s Sir to you.”
She put her head where his shoulder and neck met and bit down slightly. It was hot when he said that.
“Please, Sir,” she begged. “I need you.”
A small scream fell from her mouth as she was dropped onto the bed. Daddy was standing, towering, over her with a smile on his face.
“Take off the dress,” he said.
She nodded her head and went to go take her dress off, but Daddy smacked her thigh.
“Words.”
“Yes, Sir.”
She shimeyed it from under it and slowly pulled it off. Janie was trying to be sexy and she didn’t know if it was working.
“So beautiful,” Daddy whispered.
She blushed and looked down at her body. She did have a little extra weight around her stomach from when she was pregnant that she hadn’t been able to get rid of.
“So beautiful,” he whispered again. “Your body is amazing. You grew Eleanor in your stomach, carried her for nine months. I love that your body isn’t perfect like in the magazines. You’re real. Don’t ever be ashamed of your body.”
“Okay,” she whispered. But that was harder said than done. She didn’t care what she looked like when she walked out of the house since her clothes were bigger. But being in front of Daddy was a different story. He was seeing all of her.
“I want to put a baby in you,” he said as he unclipped her bra and pulled it off. “Fill you with my cum and keep it in there, making sure you do.”
Arousal flooded through her body at his words. She never thought she was going to have a kid again after she got divorced.
He pushed her back so she was laying on the bed. Janie heard him start to take his clothes off. Anticipation filled her as she waited for him to come back to her. It was about damn time for this to happen.
“Such a beautiful sight,” Sir said as he climbed onto the bed and over her. He started to kiss down her throat and towards her boobs. “I’m going to have to come back to these but right now I need to be inside of you.”
“Please, Sir,” she begged. “Please.”
“Such a good girl begging for me.” She lifted her hips, wanting to create some type of friction and pleasure. “Naughty girl,” Sir said as he pushed her hips back down.
She whined and waited for him to do something, anything. Janie felt him spread her legs further apart.
“If it hurts too much, you call out your safeword,” he said. “What is it?”
“Pickles.”
“Good girl,” he said as he aligned himself. Sir started to push himself inside of her.
Janie moaned and she felt herself stretch around him. There was a slight burn as he continued to push forward. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered. “Please, move.” Without any warning, Sir started to pull out before he rammed back into her. A gasp fell from her lips as pleasure coursed through her body. “Pl-please,” she begged.
His pace started to pick up as he continued to thrust into her. She felt herself tightening around him as he rubbed her clit in circular motions. Moaning, she arched her back and gripped the sheets. She didn’t know how much longer she was going to be able to hold on for. The pleasure was building up inside of her with each thrust.
“Sir, please,” she begged once again. “I need to come.”