“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” I hiss. She’s too tight. Too perfect. Too goddamned everything.
“Daddy, it hurts.” I notice the tears rushing down her temples as her body fights my intrusion.
“Had to be done, baby girl. Just hold still for Daddy. Relax and breathe.” Letting go of her thigh, I slip a hand between us and strum her clit lightly. I know it won’t take much to get her off, even though she’s in pain. I just want to transition her from the pain to the pleasure faster.
“Ohhhh,” she sighs as I feel her walls loosening around my impressive dick. “You’re so big.” Her awe-inspired tone makes me grin like I’ve won the fuckin’ lottery. “I’m so full.”
“We’re a perfect fit.” I kiss up her chest before taking her lips as I slowly begin to move in and out of her.
Christ, she’s so damn tight that I can barely move. Releasing her hands, I grip both of her legs behind her knees, tilt her ass up, and spread her wide as I lean back.
“Would you look at that?” Pride swells in my chest as I capture the creamy red streaks coating my dick as I thrust in and out of her restrictive heat. “Your blood looks so fuckin’ good on my cock, baby girl.”
Encircling my wrists in her grasp, Matilda’s neck arches elegantly, and all I can think about is wrapping a meaty hand around her throat and holding her still. Fucking her like the wild beast she’s turned me into.
Sliding almost the entire way out, I watch her delicate petals bloom for me as I slam back in. All semblance of gentleness is gone. I need this hot little whore claimed until she’s gushing with my cum.
“Such a pretty little slut for Daddy, aren’t you?” Her head nods as our eyes meet. “Fuckin’ takin’ this massive man-meat like your life depends on it.” Her walls constrict more the more I talk, and I can’t delay the geyser of cum that’s straining to blow. “You gonna come for Daddy? Show him how much you like being his little whore?”
“Yes, Daddy!” she wails as her pussy gushes with her release. Her body goes taut, and I’m afraid she’ll snap in half until I crash back into her cunt and brush her cervix. The feeling is unlike anything I’ve ever known, and I force her body to bend farther so I can delve deeper.
Just as I feel the relaxation of her pussy muscles giving me greater access, semen rushes through my stalk like a volcano, and I fuckin’ erupt. Roaring out my release, I don’t let up, and I force her to take more.
“Take it all, you dirty little cum slut. Such a good fuckin’ whore for Daddy, aren’t you, baby girl?” Gazing down into her eyes as I finally stop ejaculating, the emotion shining back up at me is almost more than I can handle. She’s fuckin’ perfect.
Her hands begin to rub up and down my arms, and despite what I know must be some discomfort from our position, I can’t move. I need my swimmers to get as deep inside her as possible. I need my girl bred.
Leaning forward, I suck her bottom lip into my mouth, biting it just enough that it stings. “Tell Daddy thank you for all his baby batter.” Her eyes flare, and her cheeks blush, but pleasure melts her body, and I slip out and back into her constricting warmth, releasing another stream of cum.
“Thank you, Daddy, for making me your little cum slut. For giving me so much batter.”
“That’s my good girl.” I kiss her gently, giving her the love and praise she deserves after taking her so damn hard. Releasing her legs, I ease them down gently. Spotting some of my cream dripping out, I flip her over so her ass is in the air. “Go to sleep, little girl; Daddy will take care of the rest.
Shoving my cum back into her channel as it keeps trying to escape, I use the same fluid to slip a finger in her ass. She gasps and squirms but doesn’t protest.
My nearly flaccid dick flares to life at the possibility of fucking her other virgin hole. Instead, I settle for pumping my digit in and out of her ass, getting her used to the feeling, and stretching her because I know I’ll have to go as slow as possible before I can take her here.
CHAPTER 5
Matilda
I groan as my body wakes me up. A shaft of sunlight shines through the tips of the curtain between the cab of Big Daddy’s truck and the bunk. I want to crawl back under the covers and hide until I realize the thing keeping me warm isn’t a blanket at all; it’s my impressive man curled around my body, covering more than he’s not.
“Go back to sleep,” he grumbles in my ear, tickling my neck with his warm breath.
“I can’t,” I grumble back, being bratty and mocking him.
I already feel his member swelling between my legs. It was nestled up against my aching pussy all night long. “You don’t, and I’ll take that as an invitation.” His threat is no threat at all.
Turning in his arms, I throw my leg across his hip and cuddle into his chest, nibbling on his nipple again. “Who says that’s not exactly what I’d like?” The hand on my breast is now sliding down my spine, cups my ass cheek, squeezing it before pulling me open, baring my forbidden hole to the cool space.
His pinky finger moves to brush across the tight ring of muscle, and I gasp, not at all prepared for the way he pushes past and allows the digit to slide right inside. With his other hand, he tilts my head up to meet his hungry stare. “I want to fuck this ass so goddamned badly.”
“You’ll break me in half.” I’m not even kidding. The man is a beast, and his dick nearly shredded my pussy last night. So why am I wet just thinking about it?
“I know.” He flashes a predatory grin.
“You want to do it anyway.” I try to glare with my comment, but my squirming body gives me away.