Page 89 of Don't Call Me Daddy
I grip my cock and line my head up with her mouth as I stand over her. The sight of her naked and on her knees, so eager for my cock, is enough to send me over the edge, but this time, there won’t be any interruptions.
I fist my hand through her hair. “You drive me so fucking crazy with that smart little mouth. You’re desperate for more already, aren’t you? Open up and show me then. Show me how bad you want my cock, baby girl.”
She parts her lips, and I slide my cock over her hot, wet tongue. When I hit the back of her throat, I see her lips twitch in a smile. She braces herself with one hand behind my thigh and uses the other to grip the base of my shaft as she flattens her tongue and sucks me down her throat.
“Fuck, baby, just like that.”
I hold the back of her head as I fuck her mouth, loving how enthusiastic she is. She keeps her eyes trained on me, watching my every reaction. She’s so eager to please me, and it feels so fucking good to finally let my walls down, to be seen for who I really am. For better or for worse, she welcomes both sides of me, and she doesn’t make me feel guilty for my kinks … hell, I think she might even enjoy them too.
She’s so greedy to take all of me, despite gagging as my cock fills up her sassy mouth. I wrap her hair around my arm, loving the visual, the teary-eyed look of pleasure she wears as she looks up at me from her knees. I don’t hold back as I drive deeper down her throat. Her tits bounce with every thrust I make, and my fingers itch to touch her again.
I let my hand drift from the back of her head and cup her breast in my palm, and she lets out a moan of pleasure before swirling her tongue around the head of my cock.
I nearly black out.
Fuck. I need more. I need to feel her. I need to taste her.
Before I realize what I’m doing, I’m lifting her off the floor like she weighs nothing and carrying her to the bed. The momentary loss of her warm, wet mouth gives my cock a much-needed moment to recover as I flip her around, and then her mouth’s back, sucking my cock again, but now I’ve got my face buried in her pussy, and I’m ready to impart my own form of torture.
She moans when I flick her sensitive clit with the tip of my tongue, and I don’t hold back. She’s already warmed up, and judging by the way she’s grinding herself on my face, I’d say she’s pretty close.
That makes two of us.
I flick my tongue side to side, keeping a steady rhythm as she grinds her needy pussy over my face, coating me in her intoxicating arousal.
Her body is so soft and malleable as I toss her around and maneuver her however I like, palming her tits and squeezing her ass every chance I get. I’ve got my face buried beneath her pussy, and thanks to a lifetime of swimming, I don’t even feel the urge to come up for air. Hell, I might risk never breathing again if it means I don’t have to stop tasting her. Who needs oxygen when you can drown yourself in pussy?
I slap her ass, she lets out a little yelp of surprise, and I immediately feel her get wetter. It’s a satisfaction I’ve never known and all the encouragement I need to not hold back on any of my desires. My girl loves this shit just as much as I do.
“Fuck, baby, your pussy is so wet for me. You’re making a mess all over my face. Do you like having your face fucked while Daddy licks your pussy? Fuck, you’re such a dirty little slut, aren’t you, baby girl?”
She nods her head, and with a renewed determination, she cups my balls in her free hand as she swirls her tongue over the head of my cock. The combination has my release rushing to the surface.
“Fuck.” I let out my own moan, biting my cheek to hold myself back a little longer.
I’m so close, but I’m not quite ready for this to end yet.
I grip her hips, lifting her just enough to change the pressure of my tongue, and lower her back down as I lick her in deep, steady strokes.
“Oh my God,” she croaks.
Fuck, I wish I could see the look on her face as I repeat the movement, creating a new rhythm that already has her toes curling as her orgasm builds.
She likes when I toss her around like a little rag doll. Good to know.
I repeat the movement again and again, as if she weighs nothing, increasing the pressure of my tongue on her clit little by little, until she’s writhing and trembling over me. I smile a satisfied smirk, feeling like the luckiest man in the goddamn world as I give her clit one final flick of my tongue, and then she’s falling apart, moaning around my cock. She swallows her moan, and that little spasm of her throat is all it takes to send me over the edge.
I come undone.
“Fuck, baby, I’m coming,” I croak out as I grip her ass, holding her steady against me as I completely fall apart.
She deepens her strokes of my cock, sucking me further down her throat as I shoot the liquid heat of my release right down her throat. And just like last time, she takes every single drop.
We both sag in relief, and I reach down and pull her up so that she’s lying upright on my chest. Our skin is damp withsweat, and I brush her loose waves from her face, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.
“You’re so fucking incredible. Holy shit, I don’t know how I got so lucky.”
A lazy smile pulls at her lips, and she leans up, tracing the ridge of my jaw with her finger. “You’re not so bad yourself, Boss Daddy.”
