Page 17 of Fake Daddy

“You’re killing me, Darling. Tell me I can fuck you now. Daddy needs inside that womb. I have a gigantic damn load just waiting for you.”

“I know you do, Daddy.”

The chain connecting the clamps is stretched tautly between her tits, calling me to tug on it.

“Those claws?” I ask her as she gets closer, and I realize what’s holding her budded nipples.

“Dull ones. They tighten with each tug.” She rests a finger on the chain to show me, and her nipples get a little redder with the constriction. “It feels so good, Daddy.” Her head drops back as she moans, crossing her legs and dipping her hips, like she’s trying to contain the pleasure.

“Let. Me. Fuck. You,” I growl, nearly pouncing and forcing her to succumb to my desire.

“I have to tell you a secret first.” Her eyes are hooded and unfocused.

“Fucking tell me, then.”

I always thought of myself as a patient man. How wrong I was.

“Get on your knees,” she snaps out, pointing to the floor in front of her. My body doesn’t even hesitate to give in to her command. Gripping her thick thighs in front of me, I bury my face in her pussy, inhaling deeply before latching my lips around her clit and sucking until she cries out and attempts to pull away from me. “Daddy, wait, please.”

Something in her tone makes me nip her clit and then pull back to look up at her. The vulnerability in her eyes tells me all I need to know. Darling is finally going to open up to me.

Showing me her arms, I grip each wrist gently and wait.

“I wanted to die that day. I had so many demons, so many voices in my head that convinced me I wasn’t worth anything. Nobody loved me. I wanted to die.” She chokes on the words before turning and dropping to her knees in front of me.

Reaching behind herself, she grabs my dick and guides it to her eager little honey trap, sitting back in my lap. She’s so fucking tight.

“Fuck, baby.” I won’t last long with that damn plug vibrating along my dick through the thin membrane separating her pussy and ass.

“I’m so full, Daddy.” Lifting, she drops back down, keening low in her throat as I grasp her hips, controlling her movements so we enjoy this for as long as possible. “My dad found me,” her soft voice continues. “He wanted to surprise me and take me out to dinner because I was home alone for the weekend.” Her head drops back into the crook of my neck, and she stares up at me. “I’ve never been so grateful to be alive, Daddy.”

Gliding my hand up her body, I tug the clamp chain and watch her eyes grow wide, feel her pussy gush with pleasure. “I love you, Darling. I’m so fucking glad you didn’t leave this world because I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Capturing her lips with mine, I fuck her mouth with my tongue as roughly as I want to fuck this snug pussy of hers. Clasping her throat in my hand, I squeeze until she pants, barely able to pull in a full breath.

With her legs closed tight and resting between mine, I’m up in her deeper. I imagine my dick bulging in her stomach, and it’s the biggest fucking turn-on.

“Mmm, I love you too, Daddy. Now, please, fuck me hard. You’re so deep, so big, I feel you everywhere.” Her body slips into a state of total relaxation, and my dick slides deeper, delving into places it’s never been. “Daddy.” Her eyes struggle to focus on me. “Take control now.”

“Fucking finally.”

I seize her hips, using her weight as an anchor to fuck up into her tight cunt, pushing the limits and forcing myself to go deeper. Darling cries out in shock when there’s a pinched pop, and my cock is being strangled up inside her cervix. I’ve never had this happen before, and I couldn’t be more excited.

“What day of your cycle is it?” I need to know. I need to come inside her like this while she’s in heat. “Baby, be a good girl and tell Daddy now.” I bite her neck, and she snaps out of her trance.

“Day thirteen,” she mumbles, sounding tipsy.

“Daddy is breeding this pussy today. Tighten up, little girl, ‘cause I’m not leaving this fucking cervix until my seed has been planted.”

She nods and hums out an answer, doing as I ask.

Reaching around front, I rub gently on her clit, while tugging the chain between her tits. “Daddy!” she cries out. Watching her get off gets me off, so I don’t have to move and risk slipping out of her cervix.

“What do you need, baby? What does Daddy’s good girl want?” Slapping her clit makes her twitch as she tries to tug away from the stinging pleasurable pain.

“I want your cum soaking me. Dripping from my pussy and sliding down to my ass. I want to be marked by you, Daddy.” Her hands reach up and cup her tits, holding them out so I can see the way they jiggle as my hips pump in softly. “Please, Daddy, fuck me harder.”

“Christ, Darling, you can’t say this shit.”

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