Dirty Daddy(348)

Wanting to go the extra mile, I finally peel my fingers off his cock and place both my hands on his ass cheeks, digging my fingers into his flesh and pulling him into me. Holding onto his body, I start moving my mouth at a frenetic pace, going so fast that the muscles in my neck start cramping up.

“Where did you learn all that?” Danny asks me, placing both his hands on my head and pulling his cock out. There’s a grin on his lips, one that tells me that, after this appetizer, he’s more than ready to go for the main course. Grabbing me by the hand, he pulls me up to my feet and presses me against the wall again, crushing his mouth against mine.

With one hand on my waist, he slides it to my lower back and then pulls down the zipper on my skirt. After that, he just tugs on it, sending it down my legs. The fabric pools at my feet and I kick it to a faraway corner, suddenly feeling exposed just in my tiny thong and black heels, and liking it.

“Come here,” he says, placing his hands under my ass cheeks and lifting me up. I cross my legs on his lower back, placing one arm over his shoulder. He presses his body into me and I do the rest, using my free hand to flick my thong to the side. I bite on my lower lip as I feel the tip of his cock against my drenched folds, but that’s everything I have the time to do; with one quick thrust he’s in me, his thick mast pushing its way past my inner lips and straining against my inner walls.

“So good,” I moan, pressing my forehead against his and smiling.

“It is,” he agrees, rocking his hips and sliding his cock in and out of me. I start moaning louder as his thrusts become almost unbearable, the strength with which he does it shaking me to the core. My skin is burning, my muscles are electrified, and my mind is boiling. Every single cell in me is devoted to one single thing: pleasure.

“It’s so… fucking… good…” I breathe out, the words getting out of me between thrusts. He says nothing; he just keeps on fucking me, pistoning into me as if his ultimate purpose on Earth is to please me. Which sounds pretty good, if I’m allowed to brag.

He keeps on upping his pace until I just can’t take it anymore; I throw my head back, bumping it against the smooth tiles in the wall, and let out one mighty scream, loud enough for every single person in the stadium to hear it.

“You keep being this loud, soon enough those reporters are going to bust their way in,” he tells me, but the joking tone in his voice tells me that he’s not worried about it one bit. If anything, we’d just put on a show great enough to match what Danny did inside the field.

“Let them come,” I whisper as I uncross my legs and he puts me down. Breathing hard, I escape his hold and then sashay to the benches lining the walls. He follows after me, but before he can lays his hands on me, I grab one arm of his and push him down onto the bench. I hook my fingers on my thong and, moving my hips from side to side, slide it down my legs; then, moving as fast as I can, I jump on top of him, my knees on the wooden surface of the benches as my hand darts to his cock.

Guiding his shaft right where I need it to be, I ease myself down, allowing him to pierce me. The moment I feel all of his inches buried deep inside me, I start moving my hips back and forth in a flowing motion. I ride him fast and I ride him hard, my eyes closed as moans just tumble out of my lips.

“That’s it,” he groans, grabbing my ass cheeks and feeling the movement of my body. His long fingers over my cheeks from side to side, and a shiver goes up my side as I feel his fingertips over my crack. Noticing it, he spreads my cheeks wide and then starts caressing the gap between them, moving one finger up and down. He stops right over my asshole then, pressing gently there.

“Oh, God,” I gasp as he starts pushing his finger inside my ass, the movement of my body growing more erratic and violent. He truly drives me crazy, there’s no doubt about it, and somehow I know this is just the start. With Danny, every limit that I have, or think that I have, is going to end up shattered. And that’s exactly the way I want it.

He starts fingering me as I straddle him, waves of pleasure crashing against my body as I forget to breathe. If I didn’t need to be alive to keep on fucking him, I don’t think that I’d even start to breathe again. But I do, taking one deep breath of ecstasy as a blend of adrenaline and pleasure rages through my veins.

I ride myself straight into oblivion, finishing off with one sudden thrust. I hold my position as the whole universe seems to explode inside my body, fireworks going off behind my closed eyelids. My brain is on fire, and I don’t even know what rational thought is anymore. I’m just a wild animal right now, preying on his body and devouring it.