by Gia Blue
"Oh, Daddy. Want you to fuck me." My pussy flat out hurts and feels good all at the same time.
He grips my ass, kneads the cheeks, urges me along his ridge. "Yeah, gonna get deep in that cunt, baby girl."
The head of his cock nudges my clit and I work against him, ride that spot over and again. "Want it. So bad. Wanna come."
"Nothing will be between us, baby. Squirt deep in you."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah…" I'm on birth control and I trust Jake. Even if it's been years, I trust him.
God, my desire is just rising, climbing and I wanna come, feel that pleasure overtake me and send me flying.
I go with him when he urges me up, watch while he positions himself and then I feel the blunt head of his dick at my hole. He's so big and round and I hope I can take him, swallow him down and make him feel half as good as I do right now.
"Ease down. Nice and slow."
I lick my lips, hands gripping his shoulders, and do as he says, lower myself. "Oh, oh, Daddy. It hurts, it burns."
Tears sting my eyes, but my pussy wants it so bad. I want him to split me open and fuck me deep, but we have to get through this first. The pain and pinch.
"I know, sweetie. Take it slow. You're making me feel so good."
Sweat is beading on his forehead, teeth are gritted, so I know he's telling the truth, but it doesn't make the hurt go away.
I shift up a bit and then sink down again, listen to him moan, sending a shiver through me. Yeah, I want to hear that again. I repeat the motion, work past the sting, take in more with each rise and fall along his cock.
"That's it, take it, baby girl."
I whimper, focus my gaze on him and do as he asks, take more.
And now that burn is melting into something else, touching places that have never been stroked before. "Oh…"
I'm still trying to swallow him with my pussy, easing down and cunt opening more with every slow fall.
"Almost, baby girl."
A few more moves and my ass is resting against his thighs, dick all the way in my cunt, stuffed and stretching around his invasion. It's good and bad and fucking fantastic all at the same time. I moan, wiggle a little, relax into his possession. He grips my hips, forces me into rocking over him, his dick shifting ever so slightly as I move.
"That's it, baby girl, nice and easy. Fuck my cock, sweetheart."
I do as he says, rubbing my pussy on him, pushing down until my clit gets the pressure it needs to make taking him feel amazing. He keeps guiding me, our gazes clashing and he looks to be mirroring the pleasure I feel.
"Fuck my pussy, Daddy. Want it." I grab my tits, pinch a nipple, squeeze and stroke my breasts while I abandon myself to him. "Fuck my virgin cunt, Daddy."
I move faster, tiny slivers of ecstasy are flowing out from my tiny clit, arousal burning bright and I can't stop my moans and groans…panting his name. "Yeah, Daddydaddydaddy…"
Feels so good. Better than when I rub one out on my own, better than my fingers toying with my hole, better than anything. I push down harder, look for more contact, search out more of that pleasure this has been hinting at until now.
"That's it, Holly, keep it going." His voice is a deep growl, urging me on.
I drop my head back, close my eyes and just let it wash over me. My mouth's open as I pant and I don't protest when he puts a finger between my lips. I suck it in, savor the salty taste and imagine it's his cock, that I'm blowing him and getting fucked, cocks filling me at both ends. God, I want that someday.
I moan, rock and shift and get fucked with such a sweet slowness I love. My orgasm is inching closer and I can't hold back my sounds. I talk around his finger, beg. "More, Daddy."
"Yeah, that's it, Holly. Come on my cock. Dirty girl."
He brushes one of my hands from my breast and captures a nipple between his lips, teeth grazing the tip with his teeth as he sucks and brings my pleasure higher. I can't stop myself from moving faster, harder, as I push myself toward the edge. And I can't just stay down any longer, not move and really ride his cock.
So, I break his hold, move along his length. I put my hands on his shoulders, slide up and then fall down, head of his dick stroking me and rubbing against my inner walls.
"Fuck me, Daddy."
He growls.
"I'm a bad girl, Daddy. Need to be punished. I'm a dirty little slut."
"My slut."
I move faster, harder, up and down, again and again. God, he's thick and long and no matter how high I climb, he's still deep inside me, filling me.
The pain has vanished and pure pleasure is coursing through my veins, crashing through me in waves and taking over my every move. I can feel him move below me, like his hips are aching to meet mine, like all he wants to do is really, really fuck me like I'm asking.
"Make me come, Daddy." I nibble the finger in my mouth. "Make me come and you can fuck me as hard as you want. Treat me like your dirty whore."
That's it, that's what it takes to make him ravenous. He slips his finger from my mouth, reaches between us and finds my needy clit, strokes and plays with it until I'm one big ball of pleasure.
My body shudders and shakes with his touch, shivers race down my spine, circle the nub of nerves and then slither away to fill my limbs. I'm moaning over and again, whimpering and groaning. "Yesyesyes…"
"Come on my cock, bad girl." He slaps my ass and I cry out.
I clench around his dick, tighten and milk a groan from him.
I'm bouncing now, slamming up and down along his length, tits jiggling. "Fuckmefuckmefuckme…"
But, then I can't breathe, can't move and cant' do a damn thing but succumb to my orgasm as it just slams through me. I'm coming around his cock, clenching and all my muscles are just spasming.
It's like he knows what he's done, knows that he's given me the ultimate pleasure because his arms are around me now, holding me while he carries me to the padded bench seat along one wall and lays me down.
His dick is still hard and filling me.
But, then he's pulling out and slamming in, shoving my orgasm and making it last even longer. It seems to intensify with every thrust, shivers and shudders of pleasure dancing along my nerves, veins pumping bliss throughout my body and I can't keep quiet.
"Yes, fill me with you cock."
"You're a dirty little slut, aren't you? Daddy's fucking you. Only whores are strippers and you're loving it, aren't you Holly?"
"Yes. Fuck, yes. Your slut, your whore."
"Yeah." He growls, holds one of my shoulders and uses it for leverage, keeping me still while he pummels me with that fat cock.
"Take that dick."
"Gimmegimmegimme…"
"Yeah." The sound of skin against skin mingles with the music, our wet flesh meeting quicker and quicker as the tempo increases. "Fucking tight, hot cunt." He slams in hard, jarring me and I cry out. "My virgin pussy."
"Yours." And fuck it, I put a hand between my legs, rub my clit, snag my arousal back and make it sing again.
"That's it. Come on my cock again, baby girl. Come for your Daddy."
It's overwhelming, singing through me, taking control and all I can do is feel. Feel the cock in my pussy, the hand on my clit, the fingers pinching my nipple. Cause, yeah, I need a tiny bit of pain to go with all this unimaginable pleasure. I can't breathe and all I am is a big ball of ecstasy.
He shoving that fat cock in and out of me, filling me so deep and I urge him on with every stroke. "More."
Jake growls. Takes long strokes, harder and faster with every passing second. His grip on my shoulder is tight, mirrored by the hold on my hip. He pulls me toward him with every thrust, making it as fierce as he can.
"My pussy. My cunt. Dirty slut."
I rub my clit harder, push my orgasm to the edge and I'm so close and then he's urging me on, demanding it all from me as he fucks me deep.
"Come on my cock."
I do it, I can't not listen and I come apart around him, scream his name and musc
les just tensing with pure pleasure that I can't escape. It's good and bad and my cunt is feeling so fucking sweet right now that I can't do anything but feel.
He just keeps going, jackhammer thrusts into my unused cunt, slamming home, balls slapping against my ass with every thrust. I keep rubbing, touching and playing with my clit, cunt just exploding and dancing around his dick, pleasure stealing my breath.
My mind is gone, bliss overtaking me and I'm high as a kite with ecstasy, finger busy on my nerve-filled nub between my legs, still circling, still drawing every ounce of this wonderful feeling that I can.
Then…then Daddy is stiffening above me, cords of his neck standing out and a look of pure ecstasy across his features. I put that there, that bliss and pleasure and joy. Me. My virgin pussy.
Fuck. Yeah.
I ease my touch on my clit, slow until I'm just resting against the flesh, feel my pulse slow and it seems that Daddy is just recovering his breath as well.
"Oh, baby girl."
I remove my finger from my pussy, reach up and stroke his sweat-soaked cheek. He captures my finger between his lips, sucks the digit and moans, eyes drift close for a moment.
"You're delicious, sweetheart."
I giggle and he moans, my pussy fluttering around his softening dick. I can feel his cum dripping from my hole, sliding along my crack, over my asshole and to the seat below.
Jake pushes himself up, eases back and slips his cock free of my pussy. I hiss as he leaves me and he strokes me from breast to hip. "Shh…Let me take care of you."
He rolls to his feet, tucks himself back in and then disappears for a moment. He returns with a cool cloth, presses it between my legs. When he pulls it away, I see that it's tinted red with a hint of blood mixed with cum.
Well, that's proof that it's done.
"I'm so sorry, baby girl. We shouldn't have—"
I glare at him and sit up, steal the rag from him, finish the wipe up and toss the towel back at him. "Yes, we should have. Don't tell me you regret it now. Not when I've still got your cum dripping from my cunt."
His expression turns dark and thunderous before he spins me, his hand connects with my bare ass and the slap echoes in the room.
"Hey!"
Then I face him again, the anger still in place. "If you'll listen, I was going to say we shouldn't have done this here." Jake palms my heated cheek, strokes the skin for a moment before his fingertips slide along my ass crack. "Next time, we'll find somewhere soft and I'll take your other cherry."
I writhe against him, the thought of having him in my ass making my pussy ache. "Yes."
"For now, let's get you dressed and back into the main room. You've got some paperwork to fill out if you're going to be working here."
I perk up. "Really?"
He rolls his eyes. "Yes, really. Just, no more dances like this one. They don't get to touch you and they definitely don't get to fuck you."
I slip a hand between us, palm his cloth-covered dick, hoping it'll come back to life beneath my hand. "Just you?"
"Just me."
Huh. I kinda like the sound of that.
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About the Author
Gia Blue writes smut because she’s been cursed with an unbelievably dirty mind. A self-proclaimed whore, nympho and ex-stripper (now that she’s traded her pole for a Mac), she’s embarked on an important mission to convert everyone who reads her books into jolly, one-handed readers. She’d shake your hand, but it looks like you’re busy.
Visit Gia online at: http://giablue.com
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