Angel.”
My nipples harden, pussy creaming, growing wetter at the mere idea that he’s relenting. Even a little. Until I get his cock in me, I’m not assuming anything.
I open my mouth, whisper, not wanting to break the spell. “Only you.”
He steps forward, that normal rolling gate, drawing me in like a moth to a flame. I lower the blanket, expose my body to his gaze. It should be familiar to him by now, but his eyes widen, tongue slips out to wet his lips. Luca looks hungry, needy. His palm hasn’t strayed from his erection, hand sliding up and down, cloth separating skin from skin.
“ Any way I want.”
I nod. “Any way.” He can’t do anything to me that I haven’t already done with guys I’ve picked up from bars.
“ Whatever I want.”
“ Yes.” Two feet separate us, my gaze locked on his.
I don’t move. Can’t. I’m afraid of moving. Don’t want to scare him, pounce on him and fuck myself with his dick.
“ I’m clean. I’ve never fucked without a condom, but I’m coming in you, Angel. You’re mine.”
I come. Right there. Pussy just fucking exploding in pleasure and I can’t stop the shudders, the shivering and the fucking joy that pours through me. I moan and drop my ass to my knees, hump the air for a moment, pinch my nipple to prolong the pleasure a bit. “Yours.” I raise my hips, aching. “Only yours. Nothing between us. Nothing.”
I can’t help my reaction. I’m a sexual animal. Words, looks, bodies...it all turns me on.
Eyes closed, I don’t see the slap coming, couldn’t imagine that Daddy would react like that. He smacks my pussy, palm connecting with my lower lips, palm colliding with my over-sensitized skin. I open my eyes and scream. “Fuck!”
He pets the pain away and I keep my hips rocking, stealing a bit more pleasure from his touch, panting as my arousal spikes higher. “Yeah...” I try to push down on his hand, grind against him, but he just smacks my pussy again, a quick, sharp slap followed by the tender touches.
“ No. It’s mine. Your body is mine. Take what I give you. You’re my dirty little girl, aren’t you?”
I whimper. He’s so strong and commanding. He’s like that in everyday life, but he’s also pretty uptight. I had figured he’d be that way in the bedroom as well. I’m more than pleasantly surprised by this.
“ Yes, Daddy.” He nudges my thighs wider, my lower lips separating with the movement and I’m rewarded with an even harder slap than before, palm colliding with my needy clit. “Daddy!” I can’t help the yell, the scream as my body responds. “Please?”
“ Can you come this way? Cream all over my hand?”
I lick my lips. I want to say yes, but... “I don’t know. Please?”
Luca strokes my pussy softly, feather-light touches. “No one has spanked this pretty cunt? You’re practically screaming for a spanking, aren’t you?”
I can’t hear anything but the pounding in my ears now, sensations overwhelming me, taking over and crashing all around me. He alternates between tender touches and sharp slaps, dirty, dirty words washing over me. Getting nastier with each passing moment.
The sound of skin against skin practically echoes off the walls. Not the hurried sounds of sloppy fucking. No, it’s tight, sharp and confident smacks against my pussy. Then there’s an overwhelming pressure there, the flat of his fingers crowding my clit, pressing hard and shaking back and forth. Quicker than a hummingbird’s wings he rubs it, tearing my orgasm from me, flinging me from aroused to exploding in less than two shakes.
“ Come on my hand, little girl. Now.” His mouth is next to my ear, hot breath fanning over my skin, and I can’t help but listen, break against his hand and sob his name.
“ Luca!”
I’m waiting for him to slow, let the pleasure ebb a little like most men I’ve been with. They let me come down before we start over.
Not Luca.
Still riding the wave, he slaps my pussy.
“
My nipples harden, pussy creaming, growing wetter at the mere idea that he’s relenting. Even a little. Until I get his cock in me, I’m not assuming anything.
I open my mouth, whisper, not wanting to break the spell. “Only you.”
He steps forward, that normal rolling gate, drawing me in like a moth to a flame. I lower the blanket, expose my body to his gaze. It should be familiar to him by now, but his eyes widen, tongue slips out to wet his lips. Luca looks hungry, needy. His palm hasn’t strayed from his erection, hand sliding up and down, cloth separating skin from skin.
“ Any way I want.”
I nod. “Any way.” He can’t do anything to me that I haven’t already done with guys I’ve picked up from bars.
“ Whatever I want.”
“ Yes.” Two feet separate us, my gaze locked on his.
I don’t move. Can’t. I’m afraid of moving. Don’t want to scare him, pounce on him and fuck myself with his dick.
“ I’m clean. I’ve never fucked without a condom, but I’m coming in you, Angel. You’re mine.”
I come. Right there. Pussy just fucking exploding in pleasure and I can’t stop the shudders, the shivering and the fucking joy that pours through me. I moan and drop my ass to my knees, hump the air for a moment, pinch my nipple to prolong the pleasure a bit. “Yours.” I raise my hips, aching. “Only yours. Nothing between us. Nothing.”
I can’t help my reaction. I’m a sexual animal. Words, looks, bodies...it all turns me on.
Eyes closed, I don’t see the slap coming, couldn’t imagine that Daddy would react like that. He smacks my pussy, palm connecting with my lower lips, palm colliding with my over-sensitized skin. I open my eyes and scream. “Fuck!”
He pets the pain away and I keep my hips rocking, stealing a bit more pleasure from his touch, panting as my arousal spikes higher. “Yeah...” I try to push down on his hand, grind against him, but he just smacks my pussy again, a quick, sharp slap followed by the tender touches.
“ No. It’s mine. Your body is mine. Take what I give you. You’re my dirty little girl, aren’t you?”
I whimper. He’s so strong and commanding. He’s like that in everyday life, but he’s also pretty uptight. I had figured he’d be that way in the bedroom as well. I’m more than pleasantly surprised by this.
“ Yes, Daddy.” He nudges my thighs wider, my lower lips separating with the movement and I’m rewarded with an even harder slap than before, palm colliding with my needy clit. “Daddy!” I can’t help the yell, the scream as my body responds. “Please?”
“ Can you come this way? Cream all over my hand?”
I lick my lips. I want to say yes, but... “I don’t know. Please?”
Luca strokes my pussy softly, feather-light touches. “No one has spanked this pretty cunt? You’re practically screaming for a spanking, aren’t you?”
I can’t hear anything but the pounding in my ears now, sensations overwhelming me, taking over and crashing all around me. He alternates between tender touches and sharp slaps, dirty, dirty words washing over me. Getting nastier with each passing moment.
The sound of skin against skin practically echoes off the walls. Not the hurried sounds of sloppy fucking. No, it’s tight, sharp and confident smacks against my pussy. Then there’s an overwhelming pressure there, the flat of his fingers crowding my clit, pressing hard and shaking back and forth. Quicker than a hummingbird’s wings he rubs it, tearing my orgasm from me, flinging me from aroused to exploding in less than two shakes.
“ Come on my hand, little girl. Now.” His mouth is next to my ear, hot breath fanning over my skin, and I can’t help but listen, break against his hand and sob his name.
“ Luca!”
I’m waiting for him to slow, let the pleasure ebb a little like most men I’ve been with. They let me come down before we start over.
Not Luca.
Still riding the wave, he slaps my pussy.
“
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