Page 20 of Daddy's Praise


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When I said yes to anal, I had no idea he’d be so big.

“I’m scared,” I whispered. “It’s gonna hurt.”

His eyes sparkled like the idea almost excited him more. “Maybe,” he whispered, “but Daddy will make it hurt so good.”

I rolled my eyes at the phrase that reminded me of lyrics to a popular song.

“Don’t worry, babygirl, I’ll go slow.”

“Okay.” I agreed, because what else could I do? I wanted him. We’d come this far and I couldn’t turn back now.

He stepped closer; a tiny step was all it required for the tip of his cock to butt up against my entrance, teasing my pussy lips.

His mouth closed over mine. His arms wrapped around my back and shoulders. The tip of his cock slid inside me.

I spread my legs, opening for him, wider as if to invite all of him, and braced myself for the pain.

“Wait,” he whispered, his lips still on mine. “Protection.”

“I’m on the pill. It’s okay.”

But he shook his head and bent down to pick up his pants from the floor, retrieving a condom from his wallet.

As he ripped the foil packet and unrolled it over his long, thick, gloriously hard cock, I wondered how long it had been there, and when the last time he had sex was. For me, it had been years.

For him, maybe weeks.

Jealousy filled me and I pushed the thoughts from my mind, forcing myself to focus on the here and now.

I put my hands on his sides, and he pulled me close to him, angling his cock toward my pussy. “Spread those legs, babygirl. Daddy’s going to fill you up.”

His hands slid beneath my bottom, and he pushed me back onto the bed, kneeling as he climbed onto the mattress, covering my body with his.

He pushed my legs apart and braced his hands on the bed near my head, holding himself up as he began his slow thrust into my waiting, needy pussy.

My eyes locked on his as he pushed into me, stretching my pussy walls, taking me gently, filling me to the hilt. “Oh!” I cried out as he hit my g-spot.

“Do you like Daddy’s cock?” he murmured. “Can you be a good girl, and take it all?”

I was convinced he knew the power those two words held for me. He must. He knew just when to use them.

Taking a deep breath, I filled my lungs with air and forced my body to relax as I took him deep inside me.

His kiss started sweet and tender, becoming rough and claiming as he filled me. Slow thrusts careened me toward a pleasure I’d never known. He was big, long, hard to take. It burned as he stretched me, but as he’d promised, the pain felt oh, so good. A thin sheen of sweat covered my brow as I arched my hips, pushing him even deeper.

“Good girl,” he purred.

A rush of pleasure overtook me, and as he slowly pounded my pussy, I knew I would come soon.

“Come for Daddy,” he commanded.

And I did.

Mere minutes later, I was laying there limp and breathless once again, hot and sweaty and satiated. My body felt numb and jello-like, with goosebumps of pleasure covering every inch of skin. Archer rolled off of me, laying beside me, and I cupped his face.

“You didn’t come,” I gasped, embarrassed at how quickly I had.

“I didn’t want to yet.”

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