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  “I don’t want you to cum in my mouth,” I whispered. “There will be time for that later… Right now, I want you to cum in my pussy…”

  He seemed to hesitate, pulling away. “We can’t Danielle… What if something happened? You’re still so young. We need to stop…”

  “Don’t worry Daddy… We’ll use protection,” I whispered, turning to his drawer. I knew just where he kept his condoms. I’d found them the first day I spent snooping around his room. I pulled one free, ripping the packet open with my teeth. He moaned as I lowered myself again, rolling the condom over his huge cock, sliding it back into my mouth before drawing back again, a devious thought emerging from the darkest corners of my mind.

  I couldn’t believe what I was doing. My body was on autopilot… I wanted this, I wanted something to happen. I’d wanted this forever. my teeth caught the very tip of the condom and I gave it a quick bite. I could feel the latex tearing, my pussy quivering in anticipation as I stood up, leaping into his arms and sliding my body downward toward his straining cock.

  “Fuck me, Daddy,” I whispered as he lay me down on my back, his body coming down on top of me. Our lips locked together for a third time, the kiss energetic and incredible as the head of his cock lined up and pressed between the wet lips of my pussy. My saliva on the condom eased entry as he slipped inside, every inch an explosion of pain and pleasure unlike anything I had ever experienced.

  “My God,” Mick whispered, stopping at a sudden constriction. “You’re a virgin?”

  “I saved myself for you, Daddy” I whispered back, screaming out as his cock thrust deep, tearing through my hymen. We stay like that for what seemed like an eternity, his face concerned and eyes sparkling as he held me. I was crying, his girth almost too much to bear, the sensation of pain slowly dimming as my body worked to accommodate him.

  He didn’t stay frozen forever. His cock started to move again, hips drawing it free and thrusting deep a second time, then a third. With every movement the pain seemed to fade, pleasure taking its place. Every thrust made me cry out just a bit louder, our pleasure filling the room even as the video ended. Again and again I bucked my hips against him to meet his forceful movements, reveling in the feeling I’d been aching for.

  “Yes Daddy, fuck me harder,” I shouted, crying out as he slammed his cock home with renewed strength. “Cum in my pussy Daddy, cum in my tight pussy. Fuck a baby into me Daddy!”

  I gasped as his pace changed, quickening even more. There was a look of raw determination on his face, a look of desire.

  “Yes Daddy… YES! Fuck a baby into me Daddy!”

  I could see it in his eyes. He wanted it too. His cock reached my deepest of depths, his hips slamming home. I couldn’t hold it in any longer. An orgasm exploded from my pussy, rocking waves of pleasure rolling through my body as I milked his cock with my muscular and tight teenaged flesh. I was quivering beneath him, screaming with every thrust that only served to draw my orgasm on. His face tightened and he let out a grunt, his cock throbbing inside me as thick ropes of cum poured free. I could almost feel them escaping the hole I’d bitten into the tip of the latex, his seed pouring into my willing and fertile depths, our fucking achieving its true purpose…

  Daddy tried to draw free from my body, rolling, but I held onto him, carried over until he was on his back, my smiling face looking down. I sat up, arching my back and thrusting my breasts into the air as I rode him like a bucking bronco, our sounds filling the room again. Daddy gripped my thick curvy waist and held on for dear life. This time it took much longer, our orgasms building to the greatest of heights before he spilled a second helping into my pulsing and aching flesh.

  I pulled off him softly, sliding down his chest to remove the tattered condom and walking into the bathroom to clean myself up.

  And as I stood there now, watching the condom swirl around in the toilet before disappearing, I could feel something other than fear rising up within me…

  I wanted more.

  Seven weeks later, the pregnancy test confirmed what I had suspected. Mick had been distant in the time since our little moment together, throwing himself into his work and trying to avoid me altogether. We hadn’t fucked again… I tried to confront him late one night. He said it was a mistake, and we should do what we could to forget it.

  But this, he couldn’t ignore… I thrust the pregnancy test in his hands, and after staring at it for a moment in silence, he let me into the house.

  I’d been frustrated for weeks, unable to get Mick out of my mind. As I walked through the living room he threw himself down on the couch, trying his best not to stare at me. I wasn’t playing fair. I’d snuck out of the house wearing nothing but a long tight t-shirt, my freshly shaved pussy tingling in the cool night air. My curves were accentuated beautifully, my breasts strained beneath the cloth. It was just sheer enough that they were only marginally hidden. I was sex on wheels, and I knew it.

  “Danielle, you shouldn’t be out like this. It’s late and it’s too dark out there to be walking around half dressed,” he said, shaking his head.

  “I needed you to see this Daddy,” I whispered, pointing to the little pink pregnancy test and it’s little blue plus symbol visible even in the dimly lit room.

  “I already told you Danielle… It was a mistake… We can’t do this.”

  “It wasn’t a mistake, Daddy,” I whispered, catching his eyes. I was laying it on thick, but I could see the desire behind his sparkling blue pools. There was a darkness in him, and I wanted desperately to bring it out to play.

  The room went silent as he glanced from me to the pregnancy test in his hand. He lifted it up, turning in it in his fingers as if it would change the result.

  “Danielle,” he whispered, looking up at me.

  “Don’t talk,” I whispered, tears filling my eyes as I straddled him on the couch. I reached down, working his zipper and pulling his already rock hard cock free, aiming it upward as I shifted. I wasn’t wearing anything under the shirt, my bare pussy coming into contact with the tip before I impaled myself on him in one long motion.

  “I wanted this Daddy, I wanted you to fuck a baby into me. You deserve it. We deserve it,” I said, bouncing my body on his throbbing shaft.

  “Thank you,” Mick said, tears of his own flowing. “Oh God have mercy on me.”

  “Don’t cry Daddy.”

  “What do you want me to do?” he asked, his voice strained as I slowed down, rocking my hips as his cock slid in and out of my tight body.

  “I want you to fuck me Daddy. I want you to own me… I’m yours. Anything you want. Nobody has to know. Not my father, not our friends. You have homes all over the state. We can move away and start over. Me… You… Our babies…”

  “Babies…”

  “Yes,” I replied, forcing myself down around him even harder. “Babies.”

  “Oh God,” he moaned, throwing his head back as I milked him with my body, his head swinging forward again to catch a nipple in his mouth as he grasped at my breasts. “Your pussy is so tight,” he grunted, thrusting his hips upward, my body rocking with him.

  “Your cock is so big,” I shouted back, taking him deeply, our bodies moving in unison.

  “You’re all I can think about Danielle. All I can dream about. You broke me baby.”

  “Let me fix you Daddy, let me fix you…”

  “Get on your knees,” Daddy said, lifting me free, his cock released from my sopping pussy with a suctioning pop. “You’re already pregnant. I wouldn’t want to waste this,” he said, stroking his huge shaft. “I’ve been thinking about the way you suck cock ever since... Well…”

  “Do you want me to suck your cock again Daddy?”

  “More than anything in the world baby.”

  “Do you want me to taste your cum daddy?” I whispered, reaching out and grasping his shaft, licking at the tip with the flat of my tongue. “I’ve never tasted cum…”

  “Yes baby… I want to cum in your filthy little mouth…”

  I took his beautiful cock between my lips, saliva dripping out of the corner of my mouth as I lowered myself on his delicious shaft. It was a work of art, so hard it could have been carved from marble. The tip was thick and throbbing, bigger even than I remembered it. I wanted it deep in my mouth, I wanted to lick the little ridge along the head then plunge it straight into my throat, but I needed to show a little restraint if this was going to last…

  “God damn,” Mick whispered, staring down at me. I looked up and caught his eyes, holding them as I swirled my tongue round his shaft then licked and kissed my way down to his balls. I pulled each one between my lips in turn, carefully sliding my tongue around them, teasing. My hand reached up, jerking his big shaft as I licked my way upward again as if he were the most delicious kind of lollypop.

  “Stop fucking around baby… Suck my dick,” Daddy said, his hand wrapping itself in my long blonde hair, forcing my mouth down around him. I gagged at the sudden intrusion, his cock thrust deeper than it ever had. Daddy held my mouth, fucking my face, choking me, driving me wild. He was filling me to overflowing with his meaty shaft. I held the base of his root, trying desperately to keep him from going too deep.

  “No hands. If you’re going to do this you need to do it properly. A good girl knows how to get a man off hands-free,” Daddy said, pulling my fingers from the base of his cock. He forced himself deeper, my body screaming out with desire as my throat opened to accommodate him. My hands dropped to my pussy, fingering myself vigorously as he slid in and out, barely giving me time to breathe.

  “That’s more like it baby girl. That’s right… You fucking like that don’t you?”

  I tried to make a sound, but it just came out as an “mmmmmnnn hmmmmmmm”, the vibrations only serving to push him on further. An orgasm wracked my body, my fingers pinching my clit lightly as the shudders of pleasure rocked me, my mouth swallowing and gagging around his shaft. He pulled free, the long cock slipping outward, a line of saliva connecting it to my lip.

  “Finish the job,” Mick said, letting go of my hair. “No hands baby,” he reminded me as I went to grab his shaft. I looked up at him, my hair a mess, saliva and precum running down my chin.

  “You’re such a pretty little cum slut. Beg for it baby.”

  “I want you to cum in my mouth,” I whispered, sliding my tongue up his throbbing shaft.

  “I said beg.”

  “Please Daddy… Please give me your cum. I want you to cum in my fucking mouth.”

  I managed to catch the head of his shaft, flexing my thighs and lifting myself upward, sliding my head down around him, enveloping him in my warm mouth.

  “That’s it baby… Work for it,” Mick said, moaning as I slurped and suckled his shaft. He just stood there, hands at his side, groaning loudly.

  “You’re gonna need practice. Every single fucking day Danielle.”

  My pussy quivered in anticipation. It sounded so fucking good.

  “You’re gonna make me cum baby. Your mouth is so fucking soft and hot. You ready for my cum baby?” he said, each word strained. “Here, take this fucking shirt off.”

  I looked up at him, nodding around the head of his cock, pulling off long enough for him to tug my shirt up and off my body. My breasts bounced into view, my hands reaching up to grab them, moaning as I pinched my nipples. Before he could say anything, I was back on his cock, my tongue working just beneath the head.

  “Here it comes baby… Here it comes, swallow all of it like a good little girl,” he shouted, letting me do all the work. I slid down deep, taking him as far into my throat as I could handle as it began to pulsate, thick cum pouring straight into my belly. I swallowed around him before pulling back, taking it almost to the tip, more splashes hitting the top of my mouth and my tongue, the salty smoky flavor sending a shiver down my spine. His cock throbbed again, popping free of my lips, three final pulses splashing his seed against my face, a long strand falling down my chin and across my breasts.

  “Clean it up,” Mick said, watching me as I used a fingertip to wipe the long strands from my cheek and mouth, catching all of it and bringing it to my tongue.

  “Now swallow,” Mick demanded. I tilted my head backward, the thick cum rolling down my throat.

  “How the fuck are you so good at that baby?” Mick asked, staring at me.

  “I watched… And I learned,” I said, licking at his still twitching cock.

  “Good God… What am I going to do with you,” Mick said, looking up at the ceiling. I lifted myself up to my feet, standing before him.

  “You’re going to fuck me Daddy. You’re going to fuck your wife every, single, day…”

  “You’re just like your mother,” Mick said, cocking a smile.

  “I’m better than she ever was,” I replied, “And don’t you forget it.”

  “How could I,” Mick replied, silenced as our mouths came together again, lost in a kiss.

  “I love you Daddy…”

  “I love you too… Marry me Danielle. Right now. Lets hop the next flight to Vegas.”

  “I’ll say yes on one condition,” I said mischievously, grabbing his cock in my hand and giving it a squeeze.

  “Anything baby. Say the word and it’s yours,” Mick replied, his eyes pleading.

  “Fuck me again. Harder,” I whispered.

  “I thought you’d never ask,” Mick replied, the grin on his face never fading. Our life was going to be complicated, and my father might not understand, but this was my life now. I belonged to Mick, and as his cock impaled me, our desperate cries filling the old plantation house, I knew that I loved him.

  I would love him forever…

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