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I just blushed. Blushed. I had the guy’s cock jammed between my pussy lips and was topless, but a little compliment made me blush.
He leaned in close, traced a circle around my nipple with the tip of his tongue and then sucked my achingly sensitive peak into his mouth. Sucks and tongue trails matched the speed of the increasingly hard pumps he was making with his cock. I was so sopping wet he could have just thrown off my pants, draped me over the armrest of the couch and drove that cock straight in, but he was intent on making me wait.
Just when I thought I couldn’t possibly be any more ready to fuck, my daddy pushed back away from the couch and took my hand, bringing me to my feet. In one motion, he yanked down both pants and panties to my feet, put his foot on the cloth and shoved me back onto the couch.
“Oh baby girl,” Peter moaned as his fingers touched my vulva and ran up and down the length of my dripping slit, “you are soaked.” He brought his juice-covered finger to his lips and tasted me. “You taste wonderful, Liz. Just incredible.” He lowered his head to the cleft of my legs and inhaled deeply. “I have to have another taste. Okay?”
“Oh, yes! Yes!” I said, biting my lip and looking down at his face hovering inches from my pussy. The instant his breath, followed very quickly by long, fat, slow licks, caressed me I thought I’d died. He felt so good that I considered begging him to just stick that huge rod inside me, but as soon as the tip of his tongue danced a circle around my clit, I decided that maybe taking it slow wasn’t so bad after all.
I lay my head back against the couch and floated along on a sea of unbelievable pleasure and emotion. Peter drew his tongue up one side of my pussy, then down the middle and back up the other side, pausing every so often to give my clit a flick and a suck. When he finally, finally stuck a finger in, I was a lost cause.
“Fffffuck! So, so, so good,” I rattled as his big, thick middle finger parted my lips and plumbed my hole. He kept his tongue to the top of my slit now, going in little circles around and over my button and sometimes slipping it inside with his finger. At first it was just the first inch or so that he put inside. Daddy curled it in little “come-here” gestures, stroking my front wall and making my whole body quiver. Unconsciously, I slid my ass toward him, making him poke deeper and smile.
“My little girl likes this? Do you like how it feels to have your daddy’s finger in your pussy? Huh? Feel good when I turn it? When I rub you?” He watched my face while he slid a second finger alongside the first. All I could do was to look back at him, chew my lip a little and then let out a loud, ragged groan when my daddy dragged the tips of his fingers gently against my pussy’s front wall, hitting that one spot that took my whole world away.
I nodded again, and then helplessly let my head hit the couch. Holding it up was just too much work. I heard a satisfied chuckle, and then his palm pressed on me, grinding, and making my sex pulse every time he curled those fingers or massaged my clit.
I knew what was happening only seconds after his fingers were in all the way. I was about to cum, and there was no way to keep it squelched any longer. My jaw alternated between clenching and dropping open to let out loud grunting sighs.
Daddy pushed harder.
Heat flushed my chest, a red sex-rash splashed over my erect nipples and down my belly. My daddy kissed my navel, grabbed one of my tits with his free hand and pinched my aching nib between two fingers. I groaned again, a low, rumbling sound from deep inside me. Tingling tension spread out, starting from that place in my pussy where his fingers danced.
My eyes were half open – I couldn’t manage any more than that. Breathing was difficult. And then, in a huge rush of release, juice sprayed out of me, covered his hand and dribbled down onto the couch.
“Oh my little baby girl’s squirting. Does it feel good when I do this?
He licked my opening again, vibrating his voice on my sex and massaging my clit with his tongue-tip. I gushed again, slid down the couch further, and could not stop shaking.
“Yes, daddy! Yes, daddy!” was all I managed as he kept circling his fingers in me, pinching my tit and lashing my clit.
“Oh yes daddy! Fuck! Fuck!”
I had never exploded like that before. Nothing had ever been so raw, so fiercely sexual in my whole life. I grabbed his hands with mine, one in my cunt and one on my breast, squeezed harder, drove deeper, and started to buck my hips against him.
The whole thing felt like it lasted thirty seconds, maybe more. I don’t know. By the time the ripples started to subside and my vision straightened out, he had slowed down, pulled out his fingers, and was just holding me against his chest. My legs were wrapped around his waist and, looking down, I had to smile a little at the tremendous wet streak down the front of the couch cushion. My pussy was still gripping and releasing in little waves and my daddy was kissing me, nuzzling me behind the ear.
I wanted his cock as bad as I wanted a car when I turned sixteen. I wanted to taste it, suck it, and let him fuck me.
Pushing against him, and crawling off the couch, the smell of my sex in the air and the sight of my daddy’s rock hard dick, resting obscenely at the streak I’d left on the sofa made me start slicking up all over again. I couldn’t believe it. I’m usually a one-cum girl. Or at least a wait-a-little-bit-before-going-again sort of girl. This was too much.
“Your turn, daddy,” I said as I straddled him again, grabbed his cock and dragged the head in slow strokes up and down my slit. I dropped my hips more so that his balls were resting on my pussy and I could move myself up and down him to get him nice and slick. Before long, his shaft was so wet that when I looked down at him, his prick was almost glistening. I grabbed his base between my legs and squeezed, letting the pressure and my lube slide my hand up to his tip. Then I let go, tickled my fingers down him and squeezed again.
He produced some of those teasing, soft little moans he’d been making before, but this time it was him instead of me with his head rolling around his shoulders, his mouth hanging open.
I did it again, letting my hand tremble up his cock. No pulling, no jerking. Just pressure and pussy juice was all it took. That time, I gave the sensitive bridge under his dickhead a little tickle when my hand got to the top, which made him smile an open-mouthed, glassy-eyed smile.
“Does daddy like it when little Lizzy does this to his dick?” I used my best little girl voice, more to be playful than anything else. He just kept grinning.
I pulled him off the couch, urging him to the ground. His cock stood straight up in the air. I had to mentally restrain myself from sitting on it, and grinding out another orgasm. Right then, I realized that just fucking him wasn’t going to be enough. I wanted to make him cum once to even the score. I wanted to suck him dry, taste all that spunk and let it dribble down my chin, smear it between my tits. Then I wanted to climb on top, drive my hips against him and fuck him until he filled my pussy up with another load. That had to wait though. One thing at a time, I thought.
Crawling up his legs, my hands still wrapped around his cock, I let my snatch trail over my daddy’s thigh. I came to a rest with my hot, tight, sex on his balls, my juice mixing with the droplets of pre-cum that trickled out of Peter’s tip and down over my hands.
In a flash, a brilliant idea came from nowhere. I remembered a movie clip I watched once where the girl sort of sat on the guy’s cock, held him and stroked his length with her pussy. Sounds fun, I thought, as I licked up my daddy’s gorgeous chest. I dipped to nestle his prick between my cunt lips and started to slide up and down.
As soon as I had a good rhythm, I sat up and, just like in that movie, wrapped both of my hands around his dick. I used my weight to push my hands to his tip, and then when I moved back down him, I gave him a milking squeeze and let my hands slide back down to his balls.
“Oh holy shit, Liz, oh holy shit...” he said, rolling his eyes back in his head and obviously enjoying the treatment.
