Page 53 of Caged in Desire
Her eyes widen as I position myself at her entrance, and she tries to squirm away.
“Henry, I’m so sore, please n…” she whines as I push slowly inside. She’s wet, but I know it still hurts, so I go slowly, not stopping until my hips are flush against hers. Her eyes are wide and full of tears, and her thighs are shaking, but she did as I asked and held my gaze the entire time.
“Shhh, it’s okay, Kitten. You can cry. I know it hurts. But you take Daddy so well, and you’ve been grinding on me all morning. I had to be inside this perfect pussy of mine,” I whisper darkly, savoring how blown her pupils are, her body pliant beneath me and no longer resisting. Giving her slow, deep thrusts, I roll my eyes back with a groan at how tight and wet she is.My wife is the perfect little fucktoy.I told her exactly what she had unleashed yesterday when she chose to push me over the edge. It’s time for her to get used to being full of me.
Kissing her temple, I stop for a moment as deeply as I can, savoring the slight fluttering of her walls around me, before pulling out. Turning her fully to her back, I grab an ankle in each hand and pull her down to the center of the bed. Holding her legs wide for a moment, I admire her glistening center, a little red now from my attention this morning, flushed and throbbing. Pushing back, endlessly thankful for how flexible my wife is, I bend her in half, holding her feet by her head before entering her again in one long motion.
Her scream mingles with my shout and echoes throughout the house, no doubt painful pleasure for her but pure nirvana for me. This angle is deep as hell, allowing me to bump against her cervix in a way she’ll have to learn to love. Leaning down to lick her tears away, I hold myself deep and stare into her eyes with my forehead against hers.
“Do you feel that, little girl? That’s me as deep as I can go, right where I belong. And it reminds me that I need to apologize for last night, something slipped Daddy’s mind,” I tell her sweetly, kissing her deeply because I can’t wait a moment longer to feel my lips on hers again.
Her curious gaze has me continuing, and fuck if she isn’t still sweet when I’m hurting her.
“I let you fall asleep empty last night, Kitten. We took our bath and washed all of Daddy’s cum away. I promise it won’t happen again. We’re going to keep you nice and full,” I groan as she clenches around me. I’m glad that even if her brain tries to tell her she should resist, her pussy can’t lie to me.
Her legs are shaking on my shoulders now, and if she comes, she’s going to drag me with her.
“Daddy, I need. Ughhh…” She struggles to speak, and it’s adorable watching her fight to try to stay present instead of going under the wave of pleasure that’s about to crest.
“What do you think you need, hmm?” I tease, bending down to pull a nipple into my mouth as the pace of my thrusts increases.
“I need birth control if you’re going to…if you’re going to keep…ungh!”
She screams her release as her legs tighten around my head, and I follow her, just as I knew I would.
“Look at me,” I growl out, and I force myself to maintain eye contact as I fill her up with a deep moan, instead of letting my eyes roll back the way I want to. I let her see how utterly gone for her I am, how much pleasure she gives me, and how she’s absolutely, one hundred percent, not getting what she’s asking for.
Smirking down as she lets her legs fall limply to the side, I sit back on my heels but don’t pull out.
“You’re not going on birth control. You’re my wife, and now that I know what it looks like when my cum drips out of you, I need your pussy full of me all the time. But I’ve seen the way you are with LJ. Don’t even try to deny you’d love a baby.”
She clenches around meagain,and I know I have her.
“Like I said, I’m sorry you didn’t go to bed dripping last night, but it won’t be happening again, little one.” I kiss her forehead and gently pull out. The surprise on her face when she sees my still hard cock, covered in the combination of our releases, is adorable. “Now come here. It’s time you learned how to suck Daddy’s cock like a good little wife.”
She’s lying on the bed so peacefully as I look down on her from where I’ve sat back on my knees. I take one more look, sweeping over her tiny body before scooping her up in my arms. When I’ve made my way to the edge of the bed, feet planted on the floor, I set her down between my spread legs.
“On your knees, Katarina.”
She obeys beautifully, dropping to her knees and staying there. Just looking up at me with her pretty eyes and waiting for mynext command. I pull her hand from where it's resting on her thigh and wrap it around the base of my cock, reveling in how her fingers don’t touch.
“I know you can take Daddy’s cock down the back of your throat, but we’re going to start slow today,” I say, moving her hand up and down my shaft, still lubricated by the mixture of our cum. “Move your hand, just like this, for the parts that you can’t reach with your mouth.”
She’s a quick learner, taking no time to figure out the exact pressure and motion I prefer. “That’s a good girl. Just like that,” I say, looking down to see her biting her lip, her attention alternating between my eyes and my cock.
“Alright, now open that pretty mouth of yours and stick your tongue out. You can see how much you can take, but if you want to focus on the head for a minute, that's fine too. Urgh…”
Before I can finish, her hot mouth is on me, much deeper than the head. She swirls her tongue around and then hollows her cheeks and damn near sucks the soul out of me. My head falls back involuntarily. “Goddammit,” I say, panting. “That’s it,fuckgood girl.”
She’s doing such a good job working me with her mouth and tongue, alternating between sucking and licking off the cum coating my cock, replacing it with her spit. I’mpleasantlysurprised with how willing she is to lick off her own arousal. She guzzled me down like a dream last night when I spilled down her throat, but you never know what someone is comfortable with. I’m glad she doesn’t mind, though, because now she knows how fucking delicious she tastes.How delicious we taste together.
When I finally get enough control of myself to open my eyes, the vision below me iswellworth it. She’s looking up at me through hooded eyes, wet from tears as she works me up and down, her drool dripping down my length and pooling in the dark hairs at the base of my cock.
“That’s it, dirty girl, get me nice and sloppy. Get Daddy’s dick good and wet.”
She’s moved both of her hands to my thighs to prop herself up as she bobs up and down. “Here,” I say, taking one of them and wrapping it back around my base. “Use this and your mouth at the same time. Work me with your hand just like I showed you earlier.”
She finds her rhythm immediately, bringing me so close to the edge in no time. If I hadn’t just emptied myself in her tight little cunt, I would be shooting into her embarrassingly quickly. Even now, I don’t have long.
