“Let it happen,” I tell her. “Take it and it’ll feel good, Daddy promises.”
Long slow thrusts, and I won’t last long. Her pussy sucks me tight, straining to milk me fucking dry.
My breath is hard and fast as I fight the urge to pound her deep.
And then she whimpers, and this time there’s no pain in it. Her hips move under mine, the bed creaking as she grinds back at me.
“Yes, Daddy,” she whispers. “More, Daddy… please, give me more…”
Chapter Eighteen
Laine
Daddy is inside me, and it hurts. It hurt enough to take my breath when he pushed all the way in, but I love it, I love the way it feels.
Daddy’s big cock makes me feel so tender, but I want it. I want all of him.
“More, Daddy…” I whisper. “Please… please, more…”
He likes that. He likes it when I beg. He grunts, and kisses me, and his tongue is fierce and wet. My body has a mind of its own, wriggling under him like I know what I’m doing. My pussy wants to take him, my hips rolling from the bed to meet his thrusts, and it feels good under the pain.
“Yes, Daddy! Like that! Like that!”
He moves faster, harder, and I hold my breath. He’s so deep. I can feel his balls slapping against my ass, and it makes such a dirty noise.
“You’ve got a perfect little cunt, Laine,” he grunts, and it makes me grind back at him.
I can’t think straight, and I guess that must be normal. I’m just a bundle of crazy sensations, just a girl who wants her Daddy’s cock. I want nothing else. Just him.
“Harder, Daddy!”
I must be crazy to say it, and I moan as he slams his dick in and out. I’m making squelchy noises, and I can smell it, sex. Daddy is sweaty and I am too, his hair is clammy as I touch it, his lips salty as they press to mine.
He grunts, in a rhythm, and his balls slap my flesh, his dick so deep and my pussy so sore. I can’t stop smiling.
I’m not a virgin anymore.
I’m a big girl now. A big girl taking Daddy’s nice big dick. A woman. I’m a woman.
He shifts on top of me and it changes everything.
“Ah…” I groan. “Yes…”
A pressure inside, and a tingle.
“That’s it…” he whispers. “That feels so nice…”
It does. It feels so nice I can’t stand it, squirming and wriggling and panting.
He pulls his dick all the way out and my pussy feels so empty that I moan.
I moan again as he slides back inside.
Over and over. All the way out, and all the way in.
“Please, Daddy…” I’m such a mess, a sweaty horny mess.
He circles his hips and it feels amazing. Better than amazing.
“Daddy’s going to come inside you,” he says, and my heart races. “Daddy’s going to fill you up.”
“Yes!”
He said he’d give me a baby, and the thought makes me shiver happy shivers. I want Daddy Nick to come inside me and make me pregnant. I didn’t even know I wanted it, not for a second, but now he’s said it I’m so excited I want to explode.
“It’s coming, sweetheart. Daddy’s cum is coming…”
Yes.
I feel so proud.
He loses control, his thrusts so erratic and desperate, and I’m desperate too. I grip him tight and moan for him, and my pussy wants it all. He keeps his dick inside me, all the way, and I feel him pulsing and jerking. I’m so happy to know I made Daddy Nick come.
“It’s all for you,” he whispers. “Daddy’s cum is all for you.”
I nod, and I’m smiling so hard. “Thank you, Daddy.”
He doesn’t pull out, just collapses onto me as he breathes so fast. I stroke his hair, and my head is spinning, giddy to know that I’ve really done it.
He’s smiling too. He breathes in my damp hair and holds me tight.
“My perfect girl,” he whispers. “My perfect, beautiful little girl.”
I’m so proud I could burst.
He smooths the hair from my forehead, and nuzzles me, and I hope this never ends, Daddy and me.
The words won’t stay quiet. I can’t keep them in.
“I love you, Daddy. I really love you.”
He sighs, and it’s a good sigh. He raises himself enough to look in my eyes, and they are so warm.
“I love you, too,” he says.
I feel like I’m flying.
He loves me.
And I love him.
It’s real. It’s all real.
He pulls out so slowly, so gentle now he’s come. I try to move but he shakes his head. He kneels between my legs and spreads my pussy with his fingers. I feel so open. Shy, too. I feel so shy.
“You have the prettiest little pussy, Laine. Daddy wants to see you all full up with his cum.”
I feel the burn on my cheeks, and I gasp as he slides his finger inside me.
“So tight.”
I feel his finger moving around, and then another.
“We’re going to have so much fun together, Laine.”
I’m already having more fun than I’ve ever had. I tell him so and he smiles.
“This is only the beginning.”
I believe him. I can’t wait to see what else Daddy Nick has to show me.
He lowers his mouth and kisses me where it’s tender. “Thank you, Laine, for the greatest gift.”
“You’re welcome, Daddy.” I beam as I stare at him, and wonder how I ever lived without him. I wonder how I ever thought my life could mean anything without him in it.
It makes me want to cry, this love I feel. It’s so strong, and so beautiful.
He doesn’t seem to understand the tears. His eyes are so worried. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. Does it hurt?”
I shake my head. “No,” I tell him. “It’s all amazing, I just… my heart feels so full…”
He pulls me into his arms in a beat, and they hold me so tight, my cheek to his chest as the happy tears fall.
“I love you, Laine,” he whispers. “You brought me back to life.”
“You gave me a life.”
“Fate,” he says, and I smile.
I wonder if he really believes it, like I do.
And then I wonder if I’m pregnant. I wonder if Daddy’s cum will give me a baby.
He doesn’t seem to be thinking about it, so I don’t say anything.
“We’d better get you cleaned up,” he says, and I nod. I need a pee and it feels all squelchy down there. I only notice the stain on the bed when I get to my feet.
It’s dark pink with splotches of red. Blood. My blood.
I feel sorry for it, but Daddy is smiling. He touches it like it’s magic.
“You bled for me,” he says. “Such a beautiful gift from a beautiful girl.”
I think it’s beautiful too, in a weird way.
Kelly Anne would think I was crazy. She’d think the whole thing was crazy. But I can’t wait to tell her anyway.
I want to tell her how amazing it feels not to be a virgin anymore. I want to tell her how Daddy Nick loved me so hard.
But first I need to pee.
Daddy Nick follows me into the bathroom, he takes my hands as I lower myself to the toilet, as though I need help. My legs are unsteady, but not that unsteady. I wait for him to leave, but he doesn’t. He pulls some toilet paper from the roll and presses it between my legs.
There’s more blood when he wipes me. He holds the paper so I can see the stain.
“It’ll stop soon,” he says, but I’m not worried. I’m more worried that I need a pee.
“I need to go,” I tell him.