by Sansa Gold
It finally reached my larynx and I felt his sweet nectar drip down my throat, moans and whines leaving my body. Sending vibrations through both our bodies.
"I knew you could do it" His hands moving the hairs from my face.
"Now, its time for the next step." He pulled himself out and guided me up, switching places with him. My back hit the wall, adjacent to the warm spot he had created with his body heat. I welcomed it, feeling closer to him than ever before.
"Its your turn to get pleasured. Are you ready my princess?"
"Yes, Daddy."
He started at my neck, slowly sucking down until he reached my breasts. His hands tightened around them, feeling them like no one had before. I pressed my head back, a single long moan escaping.
"God, you have such nice tits."He removed them from behind the cover of my bra, pouncing on them as soon as they were exposed. His tongue curling around my areola, ever so slightly brushing at my nipples, which were already hardened.
My foot pushed against the wall, as a wave of shock washed over me. I couldn't control my body, I loved the pleasure, but it felt as if my body was trying to deny itself of it. As if I was trying to climb up the wall against my will. My Daddy pushed himself harder against me, his head tucked into my chest, making sure that I wouldn't get away from my amazing torment.
When he finally reached my nipples, he completely engulfed them. The warmth of his mouth on them pushing me on further toward the growing feeling in the pit of my stomach. His graceful switches between nibbles to sucking entranced me even further.
"Yes, Daddy. Keep doing that." His fingers pushed between my panties until they began to play with my clit.
"Your so already so wet." He looked up at me and grinned, in between sucks of my nipple. His index finger pressed lightly against my clit, I grabbed his head pushing him harder onto my tits. A new feeling was overwhelming me quickly, I felt the constant roll of my moans leave my body, as my legs began to shake. I began to tip toe as the feeling grew, his fingers still circling my clit. My forearms wrapped around his breathe, causing him to stop his rolling on my clit as I orgasmed.
"That...that was amazing. Can you do that again for me Daddy?"
"Of course I can, Princess."
He pushed my panties down until I was completely bare to him. He pressed his cock onto the side of my thighs, the warmth of our bodies quickly combining. He pushed his body against mine, letting his cock rub against the wet flap of my pussy. My cunt screamed for him to get inside me, he adjusted his manhood. Just as I felt the tip move aside my flaps, his voice echoed through all of the bliss.
"Are you ready for this?" He asked.
"Will it hurt?" I questioned, anticipating the worst answer. I had hurt from so many of my girlfriends that the first experience is always the worst. In my mind I had built it up immensely, I hoped that I was wrong.
"Only for a bit, but it will quickly be replaced by an overwhelming amount of pleasure. Do you want me to use protection?" He inquired.
"No, Daddy. Please don't I want to feel you completely inside of me. I want you to finish in me."
"But, you could get pregnant?"
"That's OK. I've always wanted to be a mother. I wouldn't mind it especially since you would be the one filling me up." I smiled at him, giving him a tender kiss. I pulled back and waited for it to begin, to let the feeling take me over once more.
He kissed the side of my neck, whispering into my ear, "I'll be gentle with you my Princess."
He moved my legs aside, as he guided himself into my pussy slowly. He pushed onward as my nails dug into his back, the quick burst of pain followed rather quickly by the promise land. It was not entirely as bad as I had imagined, my guess it had to do with my father being so patient with me. I whimpered through it all, his cock pushing past the tightness of my pussy. With the how tight my cunt was I could feel every bump and vein of his cock. He pushed until he was completely inside me.
With my back against the wall, he lifted me up, I quickly wrapped my legs against his back.
"How was that?" He whispered into my ear.
"Simply amazing." I whispered me back. "Can you pound me harder, Daddy?"
"You know it!" He smiled as he pulled himself out, until the tip almost left my pussy. Then he quickly rammed it back into me, pushing my chest forward moans exiting my body. With each thrust the same feeling from before entered. It started small, in the pit of my stomach, but quickly grew as his tempo increased. My moans quickly began to roll with the grunts of his work, as he continued to hold me against the wall and thrusting in me.
"I'm going to cum!" I screamed into his direction, my eyes completely shut taking in every moment. The heaving of my chest and growing pleasure in my body seemed to unite, as uncontrollable whines left me. I could no longer keep my legs wrapped around his waist, so they quickly fell to the side. All sense of energy was transfered to my finishing.
His grunts and breathes grew more powerful, as I felt myself slipping down the wall. There was only so long that he could keep fucking me against the wall, before he grew exhausted.
"I'm going to cum." He howled back, a new burst of energy running through him, as I began to climb up higher again. I raised my hands, palms spread across the ceiling as the thumping of his balls against my ass echoed through the basement. With a final thrust his body became awfully tense, as I felt a shot of immense heat leave his cock. My arms fell down and I wrapped myself around him, holding myself as closely as possible. We had finished together, the only sound in the room was the dripping wetness of my cunt and our muffled breathes.
He turned us around until it was his back against the wall, we then slowly began to fall. The last of his strength seeming to escape his body. I pushed my head into his chest, kissing every bit of his body.
"Thank you, Daddy. You make me so happy. I love you."
"I love you too, my Princess." He laid his lips against my forehead and kept them there.
I couldn't believe that I had gotten what I had finally wanted. On top of that I was going to be a mother. Being a mother in college would be hard but I knew we would figure it out. My daddy made me the happiest girl in the world.
Book 37: Surprise Doctor Visit
Excerpt:
He looks at me, his tit still in his mouth before he lets it go with a pop, "Are you still sure about this?"
I wasn't sure about any of this, but we were too far in to give up now. With my panties to the side I could feel the wet, slick, liquid oozing out of my pussy. My mind not be made up, but my body knows what it wants. It wants his hardness inside of me, as quickly as possible.
"Yea, I'm sure. Now lay it on me."
Without any hesitation, his fingers attack at my clit. I watch as he places three fingers onto it, before beginning to circle around it, diving between my flaps in one swift motion. I don't know what to say, his actions leave me speechless, so I close my eyes.
The world around me shrinks as all my attention goes between my legs. I claw at his back, driving my pink nails into it and leaving broad strokes like a mad painter throwing red paint against a white canvass.
I don't know how else to calm myself down. I want to shout, to let everyone know that I was on the edge. That in a couple more twists and pulls, my body would shake without any of my control.
"You like that?" Adam growls, twisting my hair in his hand, pushing me onto his hand as a finger dives inside of me. "It's all for you. Every fucking finger is for you. All you have to do is ask."
I don't know where the dirty talk was coming from, but I didn't mind any of it. It was sending shivers rolling down my body in a steady stream, his finger hitting the small spot inside of my pussy that made me squirm. There was no turning back now. I wanted his big, fat, cock inside of me. My body was beginning for me.
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Chapter 1
I crept up the stairs one at a time, making sure no
t to step on the squeakiest step at the top. I didn't want to get caught, not after the last big argument I had with my parents. Sneaking out of the house is the only way to have a little fun in this house. Fun was what I needed after the four boring years I spent in high school. It wasn't going to happen without taking a little bit of risk.
"Are you sure we can get away with this?" Adam's voice rings behind me. Having him here was adding an extra. Making it a little more dangerous and upping the difficulty.
I've never had a boy inside the house, but right now I was throwing it all to the wind. Neither of us had any money to spend on a hotel, and his home was on the other side of town.
"Just be quiet." I put my finger to my mouth, then point at the last step of the staircase. I've been caught by that step more times than I could count. For some reason that step and my father were on the same frequency, one little squeak and he would rush out here to find me climbing through the window.
I press my ear against the window. So far, so good. I can see the white light in the living room dancing off the walls, that's a common occurrence in this household. I place my hands on the glass, slowly lifting it above my head, placing a stick to make sure it stays up right.
Careful not to step on anything that might alert my parents, I help Adam inside the kitchen and let the window drop with a low muffled thud. That was the easy part, now we had to sneak past all the rooms and make it to the back of the hallway, where of course my room was.
For the first time ever, I wish that I had taken the room closest to the kitchen instead of being a loner. The teenager I was, taking the room in the back of the house. Oh, those leave-me-alone teenage years.
Adam's hand melds into mine as I make sure that he steps on the same spots as me. This old rickety house was full of termites that left cracking wood all over. One false step and it will groan when I put my and take my foot off the crack, the double whammy.
I click open the light in my room, making sure to close and lock the door with a smooth combination I had learned long ago. Learning to trick my parents had taken years of trial and error, but once I mastered it it became a piece of cake. Bringing Adam here tonight was just to see if I still had it in me, in a way.
"So what do you want to do?" he whispers, his eyebrows moving in a suggestive manner. Both he and I know why I invited him to the house. I could have easily let him go home with his friends, but I've got my mind on a mission.
Next week, I would be moving out of this house and on my way to college. My stomach was already clutching my insides, the worry of being a freshman. One of the bigger worries that stuck inside was the thought of going to college a virgin.
All of my friends had lost their virginity within the first two years of high school, I held off hoping for Romeo to come sweep me off my feet. That was the fairy tail after all.
As the years passed I painfully learned that high school boys don't want to be a Romeo. They want to hit it and quit it. It's all about bragging to their friends who they fingered or fucked the night before at the party.
I didn't want to be another name, not in this town where gossip spreads like a bush fire. So, I decided to wait until I graduate, when there was no one left for the boys to brag to. Thus, this brings me to Adam who was already throwing his shirt off to the side, his chiseled chest making my heart thump.
"You know why you're here," I answer, my hands on the button of my jeans. This night had been played inside of my head for the last four years, it wasn't turning nearly as well as I wanted it. But, at least I was going to do it with Adam, formally the star track athlete. He was off to a Division I college with a full scholarship, on the other side of the country. Nowhere near where I was going.
"Let me." The bed squeaks as he lifts himself off, my eyes wanting to burrow holes into his skull. It was crucial that we be quiet, otherwise the wraith of my father would be on both of us within seconds. "Sorry," he mumbles, his hands pushing mine away.
My vision was faint as his warm, large, rough hands grab at my jeans. No boy had been this close to my private area before. I might as well call say the name at this point, I was going to become a woman soon. No boy had ever been this close to my pussy before. He laid kisses on the edge of my pantie line as he knelt down to take care of my jeans, awakening a thirst in the pit of my stomach.
Most of high school nights were spent my laptop on my bed, fingers deep inside of me, the moans and shrieks of porn blasting through my headphones. It was the only way to stay sane in a school that was so sexually active.
Everyone around me was getting laid while I stood on the sidelines drinking my soda. It's not to say I was never offered. I had countless boys tease, proposition, or ask me, but once word got around that I was prude the offers stopped by the end of high school. Some still tried, but most got the idea quickly.
For as long as I live I'll never forget Adam's look tonight when I asked him if he wanted to come back to my house. We both knew what was going through his mind. He was going to fuck the girl that no one else in high school had managed to taint. He was going to break through Abby's chastity belt, a sly smile planted on his face.
"We have to be quiet," I murmur, his hands moving up underneath my shirt. The air in my chest won't come out until his hands wrap around my breasts. It releases with a sudden thrust, my body aching for more of his sweet forceful touch. There is experience behind his touch, little hesitation that tells me he isn't new at this. Of course, he knows his way around a woman's body he had his pick of the litter in high school. Any girl that he wanted was within an earshot of any request he had.
"I can do that. The problem is..." His lips brush up the middle of my stomach, my body waiting on the last words to leave his mouth. As he pecks away, his digits unbutton the middle of my shirt like an elevator opening at each floor, my body growing warmer with each second.
I can't believe that I've denied myself of this pleasure for so long. There was little words to describe the immense, tense, euphoria that was coursing through my veins. His lips were on my neck, inches away from my neck, when he whispers, " The problem is can you be quiet?"
A chill runs up my spine, making me shudder beyond my control. Nothing that I had seen in porn, in the last four years, had been this sensual, invigorating, that kept me on my toes. His teeth bit on my earlobe, before he worked to the middle of my neck, climbing up toward me lips, his blue eyes staring into my soul.
I gather all of my energy, right before his lips lock against mine, " I can try." That's all I can hope to do. I know that there was a high chance of failure, especially since my father had the best hearing in the county area, but I was willing to toss the risks aside. All for a little more of him.
Its my turn to go exploring, something I've wanted to do since I saw him at the party. I work my hands over the chiseled mountains at his torso, letting his physique send ripples through me. I would have never thought my first time was going to be with such a gorgeous boy. His body was out of this world, not a bit of fat anywhere on him, all muscles. Four years of constant training and playing at the top level will probably do that to anyone. But, not everyone is as good looking as Adam.
My hands wrap around his biceps as our lips cross. The sweet succulent taste of his scent streams into me. He tastes as good as he looks, that was for sure. His body presses against mine, until beads of sweat combine on our chests. Between my legs I can feel his thick bulge riding against the thin fabric of my underwear. He presses it against me, my mouth opening in a wide O as stars circle around my eyes. My fingers certainly don't' feel as good as the instrument between his legs.
His lips meander down my neck, placing hickies along the way like a red beaten trail. There was no way I was going to be able to hide what happens tonight, not unless my parents went temporarily blind. His hands tug on my bra straps, letting them fall out. With a swoop of his hand, my bra drops to the ground.
"Where did you learn that?" I cover myself momentarily, a reflex of all the years by myself. Nobod
y, not even my best friends, has seen my tits. It was something that I always liked about myself.
"You don't want to know," he chuckles, my globes melting into his hands.
I stand on the tip of my toes, his touch and heat working down the middle of my chest. One finger at a time, he began to pry away the hands. His lips licking, touching, heating the naked spot left behind. In the back of my throat, a small buildup began to climb. My hands fell to my side, before rushing to my mouth when his tongue thrashed along my buds.
I let my eyes roll up into my head. Everyone always told me that I was missing out by being so prude. I always believed it was peer pressure, and I was never going to give into that. But, now, as Adam lay his lips and body against mine I can say that I was wrong. Entirely wrong, that my body would make me regret my four years of solitude. For now I was determined to enjoy his touch.
I spun him around, slowly taking us back to my bed. A couple more seconds and my legs would turn to jelly, then we would be in trouble.
Just as his teeth sunk into my breasts, his mouth greedily taking what was his, I fell onto the bed as slowly as I could. This ancient bed was known for squeaking, like everything else in this house, but I didn't want his lips to leave me. Small moans of pleasure leave my lips, only to meet their demise in my hands.
"So do you like it?" He runs his hand through his boy band hair, the kind that makes him have to shake his head to the side to get strands out of his eyes. That's one of the reason that all the girls loved him. He could have been part of a boy band if he wanted, he had the looks for it at least.
"Does it look like I'm not?" I giggle, pulling his head back to my breasts. They were growing cold with each second that passed, his saliva making them shine like snow globes.
He's relentless as his tongue lashes along my other tit, making sure that each get the attention they deserves. I watch his hand move down the side of my body, doing away with my panties with one pull, letting them rest just above my knees. He just needs a little room to get in me. I clench down on the inside of my cheek, my body nervous, his hand groping its way down.