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“Daddy,” I wailed.
“That’s it, little girl. Come hard for Daddy,” he instructed, and I couldn’t stop the surge of obedience rattling through me.
Why was I like this?
“It makes Daddy’s cock very hard to feel your pretty little pussy tightening around my fingers every time you come for me,” he added, and I shattered with a third orgasm more powerful than all the rest.
“Two more, little girl,” he demanded, and his fingers pressed even more firmly against my clit. I soon realized that he was being gentle with those first few orgasms. He was getting rough, and I knew these final orgasms would blur the lines between pleasure and pain and become something in between.
He added a third finger and my pussy burned from the painful stretch. He thrust into me hard, and I keened, unable to stop myself from letting him know how much it was beginning to ache.
“It hurts, Daddy,” I pleaded.
“I know, little girl. It’s supposed to,” he countered, and my body blazed hot. The fourth orgasm slammed into me without warning, and I screamed through every second of it.
Then he got even rougher.
His fingers slammed into me over and over as I suffered through my pleasure. I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling a warm blanket of arousal burst over me at the same time I shattered with pain from the forced releases.
My clit throbbed and I could feel the way my nipples were pebbling in my bra, desperate to be touched. Boldly, I grasped my left breast with my hand and squeezed just a little as that final orgasm finally burst over me.
I felt like I was a train hurtling off its tracks and I couldn’t make it stop.
I screamed as my legs trembled again. His fingers got harder, rougher and then I was lost in the black void of pleasure that swirled around me and wouldn’t let go until it destroyed me.
And it did. It obliterated every last waking thought in my mind.
Every muscle in my body seized tight and I rode out that orgasm on his fingers, writhing as I quivered under the intensity of the endless bliss buried deep inside me that only he seemed to be able to let out.
When that orgasm finally faded, I shook against the counter for several moments before he pulled his fingers from my sore pussy and I just lay there, well used and satisfied.
“On your knees, little girl,” he said firmly, but gently enough that I found it somewhere inside myself to obey him. I pushed my palms against the counter and stood up. I reached for the waistband of my jeans, intending to pull them up and cover myself, but he knocked my hands away.
“I want that little pussy bare when you’re on your knees for me, little girl,
” he said darkly, and my pussy clenched down hard even though I’d already come five times.
I blushed heavily, a little embarrassed that my jeans and my panties were down around my knees. It felt very naughty, and I chewed my lip anxiously.
He lifted his hand, showing me the glistening wetness that covered his fingers and I gulped.
“Open your mouth. You’re going to clean these off first,” he instructed, and I felt myself flush even more hotly at his words. My face practically felt like it was on fire.
Even though I was reluctant to obey, I opened my lips, and he slid those slickened digits into my mouth, slowly and steadily as if he wanted me to taste every molecule of my arousal. I shuddered as the sweet musky flavor washed over my tongue and I whimpered softly as I closed my mouth around his fingers.
“That’s a good girl,” he crooned, and a sudden warmth came over me from his praise.
I started to suckle those fingers, carefully swirling my tongue around them as I tried to gather every drop of my own wetness. Soon enough, he grew impatient, and I knew what the reason was.
His cock was hard as iron against my hip.
“Take my hand, little girl. It’s time for you to thank Daddy for your orgasms,” he ordered, and my entire body shuddered hard with desire.
He wanted me to take him in his mouth, but the part that surprised me was that I wanted to do it too.
I took his strong, steady hand in mine. Slowly, I lowered myself down to my knees, suddenly grateful there was a throw rug beneath for me to kneel on.
I’d never taken his cock in my mouth before. It’s not something he wanted when he was just one of my marks. It’s not something I pushed for either.
