Page 19 of Staying Home with Dad's Best Friend
“You will not video talk to your male friends, either.”
My mouth opens. That’s so possessive. I’m not sure I like it.
Frank lifts an eyebrow, and slaps his cock, as if challenging me.
I gulp and nod. “Yes, captain. Please, I’m hungry for the main dish.”
He smirks. “Patience, princess. There is one more thing. I will fill you with my seed, understand?”
I take a second to fully get the meaning of his words. I grin. “Yes, Frank. I want your babies.”
His eyes become smoldering. He straddles above me without a second’s delay.
Locking his eyes on mine, he holds his cock in one hand and grabs my hip with another. He lifts me slightly and slides his cock between my slick pussy lips. I gasp, liking the sensation. I spread my legs wider, waiting breathlessly for him to break into my walls.
But he continues to play with my petals with his cock, up and down along my wet slit. He rubs its head against my clit and nudges it at my entrance, driving me mad with desire. I hold my urge to beg, knowing he’s the captain and I’m his captive.
I writhe under him and moan. I pinch my own nipples to release the fullness and ache.
Frank leans down, leaving his cock between my thighs, and kisses my throat.
I hold his back as he trails his lips down to the valley between my breasts. He licks my nipple with his wet tongue and sucks it with his lips. I watch it become swollen each time it’s out of his lips, and bright red like a small cherry. He tugs at it for a few times, making me moan.
While playing with my other nipple, his cock moves again, nudging the entrance of my pussy.
I’m so overwhelmed with pleasures I can hardly focus on one place. I feel a pinch on my nipple and realize he’s rolling it between his teeth.
“Ah!” I gasp and reach to grasp his hair. But another, more powerful pinch between my legs sends me to a jolt.
Frank has thrusted into me. He’s deep inside me. He has broken my virginity.
I smile at the realization and the new sensation. The ache is replaced by fullness and an overwhelming satisfaction.
Frank rises higher on his knees and thrusts into me in smooth and yet powerful strokes while watching me with eyes filled with lust and appreciation.
“Your virgin pussy is so tight, Meg. You have no idea how good it feels in there.”
I can only imagine how he feels, but I have no doubt it is as good as I feel.
Our bodies join and our feelings emerge. This connection brings out a powerful emotion in me and I can’t stop the tears of joy gushing out of my eyes.
“Are you all right, sweetie?” he asks slowing down a bit, “Am I hurting you?”
“No!” I cry out, eager to convince him. “I’m perfectly all right. It feels so good. You feel so good, Frank.”
He smiles. “This is just the beginning, little girl.”
I shudder.Just the beginning?I’m so dazed I can’t imagine how it’s possible to be better than this. I’m immersed in the sensation of being completely filled, over and over again. Frank’s strokes are all I live for at the moment. My world narrows to him and what his body does to me. He pulls out and thrusts in, filling me, rubbing me, stretching me. He finds my secret spot and feasts on it, gyrating around it to light fire, sending electrical sparks all over my body.
Frank pants heavily as he pounds on my walls, his hazel eyes piercing me and sizzling with heat. I wriggle and thrash underneath him, melting into a being that’s desperate for his touch. My happiness and my existence are entirely at his mercy. He’s my master and I’m his slave.
Yes, he’s a master of love-making. He alternates his strokes in speed and depth. He’s slow and deliberate one minute, but fast and powerful the next. More than once, he brings me to a near climax and then lets my urge recede.
At first I think he’s teasing me, but soon I figure it’s his skill to prolong the pleasure. I abandon myself in his maneuver, letting my captain steer me through the dreamland.
But as much as I want this moment to last forever, my body has other ideas. Tension builds up despite my effort to resist it, and a powerful wave invades me.
My walls contrast involuntarily, and Frank must feel it. His eyes turn even darker and his muscles tense. He pulls out until only the round, fat head remains inside of me, and then he plunges into me, hitting the end of my walls.
