Page 74 of My Fake Mafia Daddy


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I tilt Arlo's chin up. "Get on the bed. Daddy's going to rip those panties off with his teeth."

Arlo brings his knee to my bulge, pressing it into my hard shaft. "Daddy's excited." His voice is naughty. "He wants to take my virginity tonight."

This dirty talk lights me up inside. None of my partners ever spoke this way in the bedroom, but Arlo gets me like no one else. He knows what I crave, the words I need. I couldn't get luckier.

"Yes, sweet boy." I drag my palm down Arlo's belly, grazing his soft flesh, before cupping his cock through his panties. "You'd better move fast, angel. Otherwise, Daddy will fuck you standing up."

Arlo darts his tongue across his lower lip. "I'm ready, Daddy." He wiggles his hips and kisses my chest. "I can't wait to feel you inside me."

Arlo tears himself away from my arms and leaps onto the bed. A laugh twists out of his lips as the rose petals drift into the air, then fall back to the sheets. He brings my pillow to his face and buries his head in it as he sticks his ass up.

My eyes lock on his bubbly cheeks, shrouded in his delicate green panties. His two mounds part for me, and I spot the passage that provides entrance to his body. Arlo's cheeks are fleshy and white, and I already know I'll please this boy all night long.

A growl escapes me as I tear my silk briefs off, then climb on the bed. I grip Arlo's hips with my palms, before bringing my mouth to his ass and peeling his panties back with my teeth.

"Look at that pink hole, boy." I drag his panties to his taint. "You washed that little berry for me, didn't you. You cleaned it so Daddy could eat it raw."

Arlo pushes his ass up, moaning as he clenches his cheeks. "Yes, Daddy. I scrubbed so you could eat my special treat."

I stare at Arlo's rosebud as lust swirls through my body. My cock throbs to its full length, straining against my briefs, and I know I can't hold back.

With every passing second, Arlo's body cries out to me more. I've dreamt about making love to this angel for a week straight. But seeing his hole through his panties? Looking at this beautiful boy that I'll penetrate for the first time?

It ratchets up my desire to another level.

I lick my thumb and bring it to Arlo's ass. "No more talking. Let Daddy eat this clean hole."

I dip my mouth to Arlo's passage. He lets out a cry as his cheeks part for me, granting me entrance. The smells of lavender body wash and luxurious soaps waft into my nose, and I inhale greedily as I smack my tongue against his taint. I wriggle my tongue inside his body, working it deep, swirling the tip around his bud. His delicious walls part for me, and my cock aches as I pleasure him.

Arlo digs his fingers into the mattress. "Oh, Daddy." He throws his hair back. "It feels so good!"

"Daddy's taking these panties off." I let out a growl as I drag Arlo's green panties to his feet, then toss them to the floor. "Look at this sexy boy in all his naked glory. Spreading his pink little fuckhole for Daddy."

My dirty talk stimulates Arlo. He lets out a whine, grinding his cheeks against my mouth, rutting against my tongue, begging for more. His ass quivers, his cheeks clamping down, before spreading and letting me in further.

I squirt moist lube on my cock. "Daddy's gonna breach that tight channel now, boy. He's gonna rut in that ass and overpower you with his seed. Have you done your exercises we discussed this past week?"

Three nights ago, Arlo and I agreed he needed to penetrate himself with his fingers to prep for anal sex.

Arlo quivers. "Yes, Daddy. I slide my finger into my hole every night."

Lust tornadoes through me. "Good boy. I own this ass now. Daddy will pound this tight ass with his thick cock."

Arlo moans as he shakes on the bed. "Yes. I'm ready."

I massage the lube into my shaft, then bring my thumb to Arlo's hole. Squirting more lube on my fingers, I work the liquid into his body, taking my time, ensuring that I cover his passage. Arlo moans as I finger him, then grinds into the mattress.

The base of his cock is rigid against the sheets, pressing on his belly. Need builds within me when I see his shaved balls taught against his taint, swelling as he prepares for his release.

God. How did I get this lucky? I wonder what benevolent deeds I did in my life to deserve this, but I can't think of any. Maybe when I lost a shitload of money trading technology stocks, I benefited some poor soul on the other end of the trade. This is how the gods repay me. Or maybe I was a king who pardoned some hopeless peasant in a past life. Is that what happened? It must be, because Lord knows I can't remember doing anything to deserve a boy like Arlo.

"Who's ass is this?" I growl, slapping Arlo's cheeks. We discussed this type of play last week. Arlo enjoys spanking in the bedroom, but not as discipline. I also love spanking my boys during sex, so this works out perfectly.

Arlo's slender body bucks with need. "Yours! This is your ass, Daddy!"

I bring my palm to his right cheek. "Louder, boy. Tell Daddy who owns these virgin cheeks."

Smack.

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