Page 52 of Blush for Daddy


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My core imploded deep inside me, collapsing in on itself in a tumultuous whirlwind of pleasure that I was helpless to fight. My cries were quiet at first, quickly building into louder moans and then at last, screams of bliss that echoed all around me.

I squeezed my eyes shut, blinded by the white-hot ecstasy that burned through me from within. My inner walls grasped firmly at his thick girth as he thrust roughly into me, forcing every inch in my tight pussy whether I wanted it or not. My toes curled and I gripped at the couch beneath me, trying to hold on for the first real fucking of my life.

With every firm stroke, I was reminded that I wasn’t in control. His cock owned me from within, so much so that my anger began to falter. My body burned with fire as he held me down, forcing me to take all of him deep inside me even though it hurt.

No matter how long he fucked me, my pussy stung from being stretched far wider than it ever had before. I cried out and begged for mercy. He showed me none.

Daddy was giving me a hard fucking, just like he promised. I keened with need, feeling a ball of pleasure begin to grow inside me once again and just when I thought he couldn’t take me any more roughly, he gripped my hips even more firmly and thrust into me so hard that my pelvis slammed against the soft railing of the couch.

My second orgasm exploded over me like a tidal wave, pulling me into its firm embrace and tearing through me with enough force to compete with a powerful riptide. Every nerve in my body buzzed with electricity. My back arched, lifting my hips upward so that he could fuck me even more deeply. His cock pounded into me, slamming against my cervix and scraping against a place deep inside me that drove me wild with arousal so strong that I was powerless under its potent thrall.

The third orgasm took a hold of me far more quickly than the second. Before I even knew what was happening, my thighs had begun to tremble. I couldn’t make them stop and within seconds, I was screaming with an orgasm that was more powerful than all the rest.

My anger had all but faded. I didn’t care that my backside still stung from his palm and even more from the cruel bite of his belt. All that mattered was his thick cock between my thighs, thrusting into me again and again, giving me pleasure far more intense than anything I’d ever experienced in my life.

A fourth climax ripped through me and my screams turned hoarse as I struggled to take it and when a fifth orgasm tore through my exhausted limbs, something else began to take hold.

Fear.

I didn’t know how much longer I could last or even how much more that I could take, and he showed no signs that he was ready to slow down.

Six.

Seven.

“Please, Daddy,” I pleaded.

“You’re going to take everything Daddy gives you tonight,” he said darkly, and I could feel myself falling off the deep end. I could beg and plead for him to stop, but he was going to keep fucking me until he decided that I’d had enough.

He lifted my hips a bit higher and curled a single hand around my pussy. His fingers settled on my clit and I couldn’t stop myself from grinding against the rough pads on my sensitive flesh. Soon enough, I was riding his fingers as he took me hard from behind, forcing an endless string of orgasms from my helpless body.

“Please come for me, Daddy,” I begged.

He didn’t. Not yet. He wasn’t done fucking me.

“Daddy’s going to use this beautiful body for as long as he likes, little girl. You will keep coming until he gives you permission to stop,” he replied firmly.

He gave no weight to my begging. He was in control and he was making that clear with every inch of his cock.

My entire body was set ablaze with sensation and I couldn’t make it stop. He took what he wanted from me and I was left with the desperate terror that he would last far longer than I even thought possible.

Eight.

My fingers gripped at the pillows beneath me and with every hard thrust, he used my body hard enough that I feared he would break me. The wet sounds of our fucking were shamefully loud and even still, my body gripped tight around him as if it couldn’t get enough.

I could feel myself crumbling in his arms. My anger had faded into desperation and even still, it was transforming into something else. Every single wall inside me was coming down as he used me as hard as he pleased.

Nothing could have ever prepared me to lose myself like this.

Nine.

My muscles were trembling. Not just in my legs, but deep down in my core. My nipples scraped against the leather of the couch and my pussy rode his fingers with wild abandon. He took pleasure from my body as I took from his and as another orgasm reared its head, I keened as I fearfully hurtled to the edge.

Ten.

That next orgasm was like no other. I took the final step off that cliff and I fell hard, diving into an endless black chasm of ecstasy with no end in sight. My muscles tensed and I shook with every agonizing bite of pleasure.

Pain.

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