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But I can only go so far before he’s hitting the back of my throat… and I love it.
I rock back and forth like that a few times, my jaw adjusting to the stretch. Drool is already dripping out around my lips, and my mouth is too full to even use my tongue properly except for a brief tickle along the bottom.
Daddy strokes my hair, disarmingly gentle while I’m nearly gagging as I service him, and I start to get lost in the rhythm of it. In the way he’s both dominating and tender. In the delicious haze of knowing his cock really is a little too big for me, and yet not having a choice but to take it anyway.
“God, you feel good, sweetheart,” Daddy murmurs, the muscles in his thighs clenching as his cock swells in my mouth. “Such a sweet mouth you have. You’re treating my cock so well. That’s it. Beautiful.”
The compliments are filling me up, and I suck a little harder, force myself to take it a little deeper.
“But I remember what a needy little slut you are,” he goes on in that same loving, gentle voice, suddenly making everything that much hotter. His fingers are still drifting lightly through my hair. “And I know you need a thick cock down your throat to be happy, don’t you? You want to work for it. You need Daddy to use your mouth hard, don’t you, little girl?”
I try to nod around his cock, hoping he understands, and squeeze my thighs together as wet heat floods my pussy.
Daddy smiles, then pushes my head forward until I gag.
“Oh, fuck,” Cade whispers, the sound of his ragged breathing behind me spurring me on.
“Don’t worry,” Daddy murmurs, pulling back a little and then pushing forward again. “Sometimes even dirty little sluts need help from Daddy to get it all down, don’t they?”
I nod again, eyes lifted toward him, and this time, when his hand suddenly tightens on my head, he twists my hair into his fist again, sending little pinpricks of pain dancing across my scalp.
“Deep breath through your nose,” he warns, his eyes burning into me. “Tap my leg if you need to.”
And then, on the next thrust, he’s pushing down my throat.
My body instantly reacts with that too-much-too-much-can’t-do-it-help! response, the sting sending tears down my cheeks and the burn in my throat overwhelming. I know that soon, my lungs will be burning, too, and my hands scrabble helplessly at his thighs although I force myself not to tap, not to squeeze, not to do anything that might make him think I want him to stop.
I don’t. It hurts, and yet my pussy is throbbing so hard I’m almost sobbing with it, and every muscle in my body screams for more. More cock, more domination, more being Daddy’s dirty little cock slut who’s forced to take it.
And Daddy gets it. He knows better than to stop. He doesn’t even flinch, watching me carefully, tenderly, as he pushes in further and gives me everything I need.
My nose is pressed to the thick hair of his abdomen, filling all of my senses, and as the tears keep flowing, I swallow automatically, convulsively, my body starting to react to the intrusion without my control or permission.
And Daddy loves it as much as I do.
“Fuck,” he moans. “Do that again, baby.”
I comply, the rough pain starting to melt into even rougher desire as I feel the silky shape of his cockhead nestled in my throat and my body surrenders in submission.
Daddy’s head suddenly snaps up. “Hands off your cock.”
Cade makes a filthy sound that’s half whine, half plea, and I shudder hard, as if Cade’s arousal is now my own. I can easily picture the shy blush and instant compliance my boyfriend is giving our Daddy, and it hits me how damn lucky we both are right now. Even with another man’s dick down my throat, I’ve never felt closer to Cade, or more in love with him.
Daddy must like what he sees Cade doing, too, because he suddenly grunts, grinding against my face, and I instinctively swallow around his girth again, even as I start to run out of air.
“Good girl,” he rasps, pulling out until he’s resting just inside my lips. He allows me to suck in a deep breath, reaching down to wipe the tears off my cheeks. “See? I knew your sweet little mouth just needed some help from Daddy. Can you take a little more?”
It’s not really a question. Or at least, it’s not up to me. Even as he’s saying the soft words, he’s already thrusting in again, holding my head in place as he violates my throat like he owns it.
“That’s right, sweetheart. Your throat is so tight for Daddy. I bet Cade loves it when you take him like this, doesn’t he?”
“Fuck, yes,” Cade whispers, panting behind me.
Daddy fucks my throat a little more forcefully, slow and steady but without any remorse. “Your boyfriend has such a pretty dick,” he murmurs, staring down at me. “He’s so hard for you right now, little girl. But he doesn’t know how to ram it down your throat, does he? Would you like Daddy to teach him how a slutty little mouth like yours is meant to be used? Would you like Daddy to do that for you, sweetheart?”
He wipes another tear from my cheek, infinitely tender as he thrusts without mercy, his dirty words getting to me just as much as his glorious, thick cock. The sheer contrast between his gentleness and his rough usage are turning me upside down. My eyes are blurry with tears and my pussy is so wet, throbbing with so much need, that I feel like I’m going to lose it… but Daddy doesn’t let me, and I love everything about it.
Especially when I noticed him starting to lose it, too. His naughty monologue is interrupted with a rough moan, his cock swelling in my mouth as the veins throb against my tongue. He quickly thrusts a few times—a little faster, a little harder—then pulls out.
