by Laisha Lax
“Is this rough enough for you?” Huh? Want some more?” he slapped my ass again, harder.
“You think you are a man? Then make me a baby if your think you are!” I screamed back.
His cock slid against my pussy and he leaned behind my back and grabbed my throat again. He chocked me and then he slammed his cock deep down my pussy. He didn’t bother to get in slowly to wait until my pussy accommodated to the size of his huge cock, he rushed in and started pounding me like a raging bull. With other hand he grabbed my boob and he pushed my body until my back was aligned with his torso. He was wearing a uniform and I felt the police badge scraping my skin.
He pushed all the way and I could feel it as if it reached my belly. He was hitting my sweat spot in my pussy and I screamed in a absolute delight of the force he applied to fuck me. His hand moved up my throat and he had to shut me up because I was screamed too loud for a police station. Good thing was that he locked the doors of jail and nobody could get it so I didn’t care that I was being fucked by daddy in a cell.
“Shut up you bitch!” he yelled at me. His hand was squeezing my breasts one at the time and he slapped my face few times. I took his finger in my mouth and started sucking it while turning my head back to give him the filthiest look that I could possible give. After all, I was his smutty daughter and he had guts to fuck me. It was raw, it was filthy, it was forbidden and that why it was the most pleasurable moment in my life.
Then he pulled out his finger out of my mouth and he grabbed my hips with both hand. I had to bit my lower lip because I it was too hard to keep my mouth shut as he started to pushing his cock vigorously in my pussy. I could feel my pussy getting wider than it ever was because his cock was huge and thick. He was pounding so hard that my whole body was kicking and he had to hold me tight.
He had complete control over me. I could smell his power, his strength, and above all – his almighty cock. His furious pounding without mercy lunched me in another space. My muscles cramped and felt thunder striking through my body.
“Are you ready to get pregnant you dirty little slut?” he yelled.
“Yes, daddy I am!” I screamed back.
Then his thrusts intensify beyond the point that I even thought that it was possible. He was drilling me like a machine out of any control. My pussy was wrecked by sheer power of his thrust. His breath was fast and he roared as he started to unload his seed deep in me. I could feel a warm liquid hitting my inner walls and he pushed few more times until he was sure that the cum settled in my pussy. He slowed down and sat on the bench. I sat next to him and continued to suck his cock that was slowly losing strength.
“Thank you daddy,” I said with cock in my mouth, “thank you for making me baby.”
“You are welcome dear,” he said, “and if you don’t get pregnant, I’ll come again and fuck you like an animal.”
“If I do, I still want you to come and fuck me,” I murmured.
“And I will…however, you’ll have to see the judge first, then if you get conviction they will put you out,” he smiled, letting out on long gasp.
***
I was sitting in a hall in front of the court room waiting to see the judge. I was thinking how I’ve not been the best daughter that my new daddy could have. Since judge was my step-daddy who came in my life, after cop, when I was around sixteen years old I never respected his authority and he, as a judge at the district court hated that. It was very unusual that a sexy white judge adopted a little black girl, but I think he did it for publicity – and because my mother was a foxy black lady too. However, he really hated the fact that he could sentence someone to a lifelong prison sentence, but he had no control over his little daughter. We never managed to get along. His controlling attitude inflicted my pride every time when he checked messages on my phone or when I found out that he installed software on my computer that recorded every word that I typed in. I, as an Aries by my zodiac, also had horns, and I was very pissed off when I felt that he infringed my privacy. My mom stood by him in every argument that we ever had and I felt alone against the whole world.
In that time, when I was around sixteen, after I’ve been reading books about human psychology I came to the conclusion that he actually wants to – fuck me. That was not all – I have a reason to believe that he actually wanted to have a baby with me. It was hard to make a sense out of the whole thing, but apparently that would gave him a feeling of youth, that was how he struggled thought his middle age crises. If he could fuck a young daughter, and make his girl pregnant, he would feel young again. I actually wondered how come he needed to feel that because I would never tell that he was fifty. He looked at least ten years younger than his peers. He was handsome and sophisticated man. My mom always joked that every girl that end up on a court bench wanted to be convicted by him. I guess it was easier to think about that than to face the reality of aging. Since he couldn’t fuck me because I was underage, he was frustrated and he had to control me and punish me. That was the way how he was resolving the conflict – and my freedom was the price of it. When I realized that fact, I wished to run away from home so he could stop controlling me. When I turned eighteen, I really managed to get a scholarship at the university where I wanted to go on Psychology major later on. He freaked out when I told him that I will move away and go to study in another town. That meant that he had no control over me what so ever any more. At least my mom was happy.
Since life doesn’t come without a sense of irony the assigned judge was no one else but – my daddy.
At first I’ve thought that they will not allow him to judge me because judge shouldn’t have any personal connections with the defendant. Yet, he claimed he had none. Since he was not married with my mother I couldn’t claim that he can’t be my judge.
Since the day one of the trial, evil grin was marking his face. He was looking at me with an ‘I told you so’ look and he had no trouble to show how much he enjoyed to see me in trouble. Finally, his little resisting daughter had been caught in the position to be punished. He enjoyed every second of watching of my misery. He loved the fact that my rebellions spirit was broken and there was nothing I could do about it.
Then, in a third week of trial I was invited to his chamber. My lawyer and wondered that he invited us to talk with him. His secretary told us that I should come alone if I agree. Lawyer told me that I should do that because judge sometimes wants to talk eye to eye with a defendant in order to get a clearer picture of the person.
After a while of waiting in front of his chambers I was finally invited in by his secretary.
I walked inside and saw him sitting at his desk, going through some papers. He looked somehow funny in a black cape. I’ve never imagined him like that. I was not happy when I got inside. I didn’t want to beg for his mercy nor did I want to show him any remorse. Anger, was the only emotion I felt when I saw him.
“Sit down,” he ordered to me after few steps that I made. I stared at him as if I was about to smash his face with a miniature globe that was on his desk, but I obeyed, not as if I had much choice what so ever.
“Hello, my dear daughter,” his laughter pierced my ears, “nice to see you finally, since you skipped last family meeting, we can at least meet like this,” he kept laughing. He lit up a cigarette. I thought the smoking was prohibited, but he probably just didn’t care about it.
“What do you want?” I said in most punk manner as possible, my eyes filled with disdain.
“Question is not about what do I want as much as what do you want out of your life, dear girl,” he said, conceited with his wisdom.
I kept silent. I had nothing to say to him.
“I could throw you in a prison. You know, one kilo of cocaine, that’s minimum five years, your life is ruined and there’s nothing you can do about it,” he smiled.
“Thank you for letting me know,” I said, without hiding my sarcasm.
“You really think you are that smart, you think you can do whatever you want and get aw
“Fuck you,” I said, sharply.
“Yes, dear, I’ll fuck, but you are the one who will be fucked, not me!” he said.
“You know, there is a way out of this,” he said. Then he stood up and walked around the room, smoking his cigarette in slow motion. I was silent.
“What if I told you that there is a way out if you are willing to do something for me?”
“What do you want?” I said, pissed off about the fact that he was in position to act like that.
“Well,” he turned around and smiled at me, “I’ve always liked you actually, not in a way you might think,” he said.
“Actually, yeah I think I know the way you like me,” I said.
“Great,” he cheered, “then you know that I want to smash your little teen ass,” he said as if he was telling me the most casual thing in the world.
“No, I’m not surprised at all,” I answered him.
“And, if you want to avoid prison, I’ll have to impregnate you.”
“What? You sick prick!” I yelled.
“Calm down you little slut!” he shouted and made few steps towards me. “If you want to get out, you’ll have to obey be. You see, I would like to cum in your pussy and make you a baby,” he said in a very delightful manner. It seemed as making me pregnant was turning him on.
“Actually, I decided to free you, I have my ways, but only after I cum in your pussy,” he said. Then he moved his cape aside and he pulled out his cock, jerking it slowly.
At first I wanted to get up and kick him in the face, but then I noticed his huge cock. I didn’t know that my daddy was well endowed. Very well endowed. I’ve started calculating. Was it better to spend a ten years in prison, or have a baby with a judge? One way or another my life was about to be completely changed. I might as well be out on freedom, with a baby rather than celebrating thirds behind bars. After all, if I pretended that I wasn’t pissed off at him, I wouldn’t mind fucking him. He was really handsome and his cock was of the size and thickness to dream about. Thought about fucking him didn’t seem so crazy after all, but still, I couldn’t overcome my pride. That was the problem. I couldn’t just fuck him and pretend that I’m okay with him. I didn’t want to let him think that he was right or that I put my horns down and obeyed him.
Good thing was, he was ready to force me. He was ready to go beyond my boarders and he was ready to break my will. No matter how crazy that sounds, but that’s something that I was willing to do because if he forced me, I would still keep my pride. He wouldn’t taste the pleasure of me giving myself to him.
“So what do you say, you little whore?”
“What do you call me a whore?”
“What do you think, that I don’t know what have you been doing at the university? I had my eyes there. You thought that I would let you just go away without seeing what are you doing?”
“You have been spying on me?” I said in complete disbelieve. He nodded with a wide smile on his face.
“Exactly. I’ve heard you love orgies, that you love suck more than one cock at time. I’ve heard that you love cum and that you swallow. You also love anal sex and you love double penetration. Yes, that why I think you are a whore.”
He walked towards me, holding his huge cock and slowly jerking of. He stood in front of me, my eyes facing his swollen balls and his erected cock. His eyes had some kind of perverse, pervasive, dominant look.
He grabbed my head with one hand and slowly pulled me towards his cock. I didn’t open my mouth. I kept my jaw clenched. He pressed his cock against my closed lips and he kept pushing as he wanted to force his way in me.
“C’mon, little girl, suck daddy’s cock, be a good girl,” he said while petting my hair. Then his hand travelled down and he unbuttoned my shirt. He pulled out my big tits out of undershirt. I had no bra on. He squeezed and kneaded my breasts in a very sensual, but tight way. Then he moved his hand back up and continued to fondle my cheek.
“C’mon, open up, I know you love cock,” he said. I kept my lips closed. I pressed my head again and with cock in his hand, he tried to open my mouth. He slapped my face few times with his huge cock. “”I know you had plenty of cock in your life, I know you want it!” he said. And he was right. My pussy was getting wet, to my own surprise. I wanted to suck his cock, but I also enjoyed being forced, I enjoyed my resistance.
“Whore, open up!” he yelled. Then he slapped me. Not hard. “Open your mouth!” Then he pressed my nose. Not letting me breathe thru it. After few moments, I had to open my mouth and as soon as I did, he thrust his cock in my mouth. He didn’t just place it in and let me suck it, but he actually pushed his cock all the way down the bottom of my throat. He pressed my head with both hands until my nose touched his pubic hair. He pushed my head hard and kept it like that while his cock deep in me. Then he put his hands on each side of my head and he started to face fuck me. “I love your dark eyes,” he said. I gagged and few tears fell down my chin. True to be told, I loved every second of his cock deep in me.
“You see that you love it?” he said, pushing his cock even harder down. I couldn’t breathe, but he seemed as if he doesn’t care. My face was red and I chocked on his cock, and he just laughed, feeling complete power over me.
“That’s what you get for being a bad girl,” he said, laughing.
“Fuck you,” I murmured through his cock.
“Now, you are the one being fucked. Get up!” he yelled. He grabbed me under the armpit and threw me on his table in one decisive move. I bent over the table with my eye facing the globe. He came behind me, unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down together with my panties. My ass and my pussy were exposed, out of open and most importantly, targeted by his cock.
“Now, get ready for intrusion,” he said. He spit on my ass few times to lubricate my sphincter and, with few round motions he was widening my ass.
“You love anal, that’s what I heard too.”
He said that, and without hesitation or worrying about how his thick cock will get in me, he thrust cock all the way down my ass. It hurt like hell at first because my ass was forcefully widened and his cock was hugest one that ever penetrated my tight little ass.
“You see how big whore you are!” he yelled. He grabbed handful of my hair and pulled it back few times as if I was on a leash. His cock was throbbing my little ass rampantly. My tits were smeared all over his desk.
“Beg me to fuck you harder!” he ordered, but I didn’t say a single word.
He slapped my ass hard.
“Beg me you bitch!”
“Fuck me! Daddy! Harder! Fuck me! I beg you! Fuck me! I’m your dirty little slut! Please daddy, fuck me!” I said what I actually had on my mind. I was not pretending. I loved begging for cock.
“More!” daddy yelled.
“I’m begging you daddy, rip my ass!”
“Louder!”
“I want your cock deep in my ass!” I screamed. He spit on my ass few more times and started drilling me like a machine.
He bent and aligned with me, aggressively squeezing my breasts. I yelled and moaned in the perfect combination of pain and pleasure.
“Are you my little whore?” he said. I nodded and took a deep breath.
“Yes, I am daddy,” I screamed as his cock was smashing me, with pleasure.
He pulled it out for a second.
“Are you going to be good girl from now on?” he asked. Then he positioned his cock right on my sphincter. I turned my head around and watched him handling his big hard cock and slowly pushing it in my ass. I felt the tip of his hard cock widening my ass, the head of it penetrated me.
“I ask you, will you be a good girl?”
“Yes, daddy!
After few gentle pushes, he pierced his cock in my ass, rough, like an animal. He was tearing me apart. It felt as if my ass had been invaded by a heavy weighted object, but it felt wonderful. Huge throbbing cock filled the empty space between my legs perfectly. He fucked me like a drill machine, drilling his tool deep into my ass. Loud smack of our bodies was giving out perfect rhythm. I felt my ass stretch to accommodate his vast cock. I could feel my tight sphincter wrapped around his hard cock as it slid in and out of me. I was tight around him and could feel it, and I could hot help moaning each time he slid in and out of me. I was very wet and well lubricated.
“You are bigger whore then what I thought!”
“Fuck you!”
“Shut up!” he said, as he wrapped a hand around my throat, just tight enough to shut me up. He chocked me and I was thrilled by the power with which he possessed me. I felt his balls slapping against me. Out of nowhere, he sped up to an unbelievable pace, like an animal he smacked my ass, followed by a loud moan, and his trembling grip on me.
He pulled out his cock and jumped in front of my face. He grabbed my chin and pulled my head up, shoveling his cock in my mouth. Stream of white liquid was unloaded straight into me. He didn’t cum just yet; it was just a colorless liquid that came out of his cock.
“Oh my god!” I screamed.
“Now, it’s time to ram your pussy!” he said.
He thrust his cock as forcefully as he attacked my ass. He pumped hard, but with much power in and out of my pussy. I was thrilled by the best punishment that I ever felt in my life. Every so often, daddy grunted to match my moans, and he kept at the same pace inside me and it felt so good, smacking my pussy again like an animal seemed as a high light of my life.
I felt his cock going even deeper.
“You dirty filthy slut!” He kept saying as he was pounding me.
I felt like a real slut. I rubbed my clitoris against the table as he pounded his cock deep into me. My body began to fill with heat and ecstatic intensity as I heard the loud beast breathing behind me. Orgasmic feeling started to spiral up into my head and spread down through my body. I could not hold the orgasm back. I had to let it go. Daddy knew I was about to explode. He felt inside my pink heave that was sucking his cock in as he was throbbing me. I felt the clench of my pussy on daddy’s hard cock, gripping him as he slowly rushed deep into me again. He smacked my butt few times and that was the final thing I needed for the experience to be perfect as he was already fucking me faster than light. It sent me over the edge and with a loud yell, I let my orgasm go. My body shook as pussy contracted, clutching onto my daddy’s hard cock. He continued to push as orgasmic pulsation waved over his cock. Not only did I feel my orgasm as a volcanic explosion, this time, I actually felt the flow of my liquids cover my daddy’s cock and flew out of my pussy in between his thrusts. The slurping sound it made was exhilarating. I felt the change of his cock inside me. It felt like it swelled to much bigger size. I knew he was about to cum. He moaned very loudly and I felt him remove his cock from my sensitive lips. I leaned up to watch and he laid his hard cock on the outline of my slit. His cock glistened from me and he used that to rub the underside of his shaft along the contour of my sensitive pussy lips. He grunted once more and stopped the head of his hard cock just above my clit. His cock was massive and mesmerizing. It was amazing to have it inside me. I could see how daddy’s body shook in the after effect of fucking me. He was very pleased.
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