Daddy Please

by Holly Michaels

  “Are you sure?”

  “Yes” purred from my lips as I laid there looking up at him, his rugged jaw, his weather-worn handsome face, the little lines around his eyes and everything I never really noticed before appeared so damn ultra-sexy.

  The broadness of his shoulders as he removed his business jacket, too the six-pack as the shirt was unbuttoned and placed over the back of the antique bedside chair. My eager hands had trouble wrangling with my cut off shorts top button as my eyes didn’t want to leave the good-looking older man getting bare butt naked beside me. They came off while he wasn’t watching, and my dampening cotton briefs were all that stopped me from being totally naked before a man for the first time.

  When he laid on the bed next to me, I felt my heart skip a beat. The touch as his hand slid beneath my panties and pressed over my pubic mound made my thighs shiver with delight. Even without moving a finger inward he had me on the verge of an orgasm.

  Daddy made a sound like he was about to speak but I placed a shaky finger to his lips and felt his rough warm tongue swirl delectably around it. The elastic of my briefs stretched as he slowly brought them down to my knees where I used one foot to pry them entirely off.

  The hand eased my legs apart with slow caresses over my thighs coming so close to the outer edges of my swollen pussy lips before teasingly caressing down the other thigh. My hips tried thrusting upward, but he was in control. I was on my back with my eyes squeezed shut and small involuntary moans leaving my lips at his mercy.

  His tongue traced the edges of my erect nipples as his fingertips finally traced the wet edges of my dripping pussy. Rubbing in circles over my sensitive bundle of nerves making my clit swoon between unbearable pleasure and twinges of the pain I craved.

  A finger eased into my warm wetness as my clenched fists by my sides released and relaxed. His finger hurt as it neared the last knuckle sliding in but made me wonder how his hard thick cock would make me feel. The finger slowly withdrew only half way before crashing back in making his knuckles grind against my clit. My body jolted up the bed as his hand crashed harder and I grunted in undeniable pleasure. He was finger fucking me and having me moan “Harder, harder” with such pain and pleasure.

  I had to open my eyes and look. Look at the handsome man licking my pert pebble sized nipples, at the hand grinding fingers deeply into my now surrendering virginity. It felt like a million butterflies with their wings on fire were released into my belly as my spread bent legs straightened and an orgasm overtook my entire body and soul.

  Those squelching fingers covered in my come stopped bashing forcefully into my body, and my stepfather's ear rested on my heaving chest just above my heart listening. When the room stopped spinning he slowly removed those two powerful fingers from my hugging womanly folds.

  I felt him ease his knees between my lifeless legs and raise them up, so they rested on his firm chest. The tip of his massive cock ran with warmth over my slippery hungry slit before easing the head of it in. It hurt like a fucking bitch as it spread and tore my small opening. So much more than the fingers did but I wanted more.

  He eased into my bodies feeble clenching resistance and left it buried halfway in until he felt my body relax a little. A few shallow thrusts had the burning sensation ease until it moved even impossibly deeper. If it weren’t for his sexy growls and grunts, I think I would have passed out before he was all the way in.

  It was painful even as he was so gentle, and it was better than the hateful fantasies of earlier.

  This is real!

  His shaven balls often pressed against my raised bottom cheeks as he held himself deep and I could feel every pulse of his penis inside of me. He didn’t need to pound hard and fast to make me feel alive every twitch was energizing my body. Even the sweat that stung at the small cut on my inner thigh made me wince and feel so lucky that I hadn’t gone through with my earlier plan, this was so much better and natural. Two lost souls coping with grief and sadness by being joined as one

  His hands lowered my legs to the pillowtop mattress, and his knees edged my thighs even further apart. He started thrusting harder and deeper making my hands without thought clutch to his taught sweaty ass cheeks. He was so powerful, and we were so lost that when he went to pull out my hands hugged at his hips for dear life until his bouncing balls fired hot ropes of his come deep inside of my brutalized pussy.

  Each unstoppable spurt and wild animalistic grunt as his body pushing upward into his arms shook was unbelievable. Even the slowing thrusts and mess being forced from my convulsing opening had me shivering in orgasmic delight.

  Daddy picked up my head in one hand, and we kissed while our loins convulsed and hugged in needed relief.

  We laid there breathless joined as one for what seemed like forever, and his hard penis became soft and lifeless inside of me in the cooling mess we made not wanting to move.

  What can you say after something like that?

  Make promises that it will never happen again, tear yourself to pieces with self-loathing, or get up for a shower and get dressed and visit the one woman in this life that you both love, wondering if it was the last time you would see her alive. That her rolling eyes and incoherent mutters mean that she is somehow aware that you are both in the room with her.

  HER! It’s not my mom. But it is.

  Daddy kissed me on my sweaty forehead and with his eyes made a promise that he loved me. We showered separately and visited mom. I went to school the next day and could hear the teacher talk and with Ms. Gina’s even smiled helping me prepare my college applications.

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  Seven days after I made love to my stepfather and swallowed the morning after pill the following day life was glowing. I still visited my mother and smelt the embers of death from her decaying flesh, and sometimes I even cried, but the thing that threatened to spiral out of control within me eased in its tormenting burn.

  My best friends Kelly and Sally-Ann even managed to drag me out to the end of year dance where I didn’t have a date, so they accompanied me without their older boyfriends. Although my stepfather and I barely talk, and I have never mentioned a peep about that night, we have been civil, and I even caught him looking at the new me and smiling when he thought I wasn’t watching.

  People may be disgusted by what I did, but I have made a promise never to cut myself or harbor hate towards God again in this life. I miss my energetic mother with all my heart and hope soon she is with angels

  Mind you I still have fantasies about my wonderful stepfather.

  One of my wildest dreams has me waking up dazed with him standing above my small frame with his long slack cock hanging between his slightly spread pale legs wanting to be sucked.

  “No hands princess” he hisses with a smirk that shows off his coffee stained teeth in a predatory smile.

  I feel vile burn from my belly to the base of my throat as if I am about to throw up, but it doesn’t stop me from getting out of my small single bed to kneel before him and do as demanded.

  I have woken up gagging, breathless and so super horny from that dream several times, but it was just my vivid imagination. He hasn’t made a sexual advance towards me, and I doubt I would ever refuse him if he did.

  Mom’s body hasn’t passed away yet, but the doctors say any day soon. Daddy mentioned college more than once and how it will be good for me, a fresh start new friends and countless hot young men. Part of me wanted to kick him under the kitchen table, but a more prominent part of me understood his thinking.

  It may be a quick story that plays over and over on repeat within my head as I lay here thinking of him just down the hallway from me. In all honesty, all I want is to crawl back into that room bare butt naked down on all fours and slip under the covers to feel his warmth against me. Maybe hold that magnificent warm cock in my opened mouth as he sleeps, and have it fill with blood as my tongue swirls around its bulging head.

  Would he groan with pleasure without opening his eyes, would those
strong legs quiver with excitement, oh god is he lying awake and thinking of me right now too afraid to act?

  I love you mom and promise never to eat white bread or harbor hateful thoughts about anyone, especially myself.

  But I want to sin BUCKET loads more and to have Daddy or even the wish for dirty truckers in a public toilet all inside of me, stretching and tearing at my brutalized insides!

  I am going to his room now, what’s he going to say? He won’t refuse, not when I say, “Daddy please, you can stick your big fat cock in any hole!”

  It can’t be wrong when I want it this much!

  HARD GROUP TABOO

  I could feel my juices leaking from my pussy splashing against my wobbling thighs and dribbling downward over my sweating clenched bottom cheeks as my toes curled painfully and my body was gasping in an orgasm. An orgasm or was it the brink of death as everything tingled amazingly from my hair to those toes. As I moaned and shook, I could feel his dark eyes staring at my contorted twisted face.

  There are two men in the room!

  WTF?

  Fear, pain, and undeniable pleasure – Rough First Time Taboo!

  So MANY MEN

  Step into Cindy’s abusive world, witness three bookings on just one night of her terrible new life, down on her bare little-shaking knees, tears filling her eyes as she willingly submits, did she leave her home to find something so much worse?

  DOMINANT, ROUGH & KINKY older men with such sordid TABOO desires to HUMILATE this YOUNGER GIRL!

  AN UNCENSORED NIGHTMARE

  …“Please, please I’m sorry, I won’t do that again, I’ll do anything just don’t hurt me” sprang to my blubbering lips between uncontrollable sobs.

  The shiny deadly blade moved from my bared shoulder and tapped three times against his growing bulge; he wasn’t even going to talk or spit the evil words out, he wanted me to do this and was using the weapon to point it out so intimidatingly.

  In the movies, young girls scream, kick, bite and go down fighting. In real life, do they cower barely dressed shaking, sniveling, and begging in the shadowy corner of a room, ready to offer?

  What does this vile beast really want?