Falling for My Boyfriend's Dad(17)

But it was here now, the golden chalice, a miracle so legendary that I  literally stopped breathing for a moment. It was right here, in this  girl's cunt, and I couldn't wait to feel it again, the bouncy  vibrations, the soft tissue that was mine alone. So spreading her labia  once more, steaming flesh radiating heat onto my lips, I went in for  another taste, delving deep with my tongue, and sure enough, there it  was again, secretive, intimate, and so precious. I pressed my tongue  against it, niggling it a bit, feeling the tissue vibrate and thrum, and  it must have been the deep tickle in her pussy that woke her. Because  suddenly Ally jerked, sitting up halfway in bed, a spurt of cream  gushing into my mouth.

"Mr. Martin," she panted, eyes wide, face flushed, quivering with lust even as her pussy spurted once more. "What  … ?"

But I wasn't about to stop, fuck no, I wanted her so bad.

"Baby," I groaned deep into her puss. "Do you know what this is?" And I  plunged my tongue deep into her cunt once more, strumming the tissue,  plundering it, licking, tasting and loving.

She let out a tiny mewl, twisting her hips, throwing her head back with pleasure.

"Oh!" she cried out, gasping. "Oh, oh my god, feels so good!"

I chuckled deep in my chest.

"That's it baby, because it's your hymen. You know, the thing that  proves you've never been with a man. You have it, baby, it's all you."

And she sighed again, pussy growing wetter, creaming as I suckled.

"I thought all women had it," she murmured dreamily, brown eyes  heavy-lidded with lust as she looked between her legs, my mouth working  her like a feast. "All virgins at least," she admitted, cheeks coloring.

And I shook my head.

"No honey," I rumbled smoothly. "Not all women have it, you're one of  the lucky ones. Some women just weren't born with it, and even girls  that had it once can lose it from exercise, skiing, tampons, who the  fuck knows. But you baby," I emphasized with another deep lap at her  pussy. "Have it one hundred percent."

And Ally gasped again at the intimacy, thighs quivering, pussy creaming with delight.

"Are you going to break it?" she murmured when she was able to speak  again. "Are you going to make me yours, make me a woman, Mr. Martin?"

And I chuckled low in my chest.

"Of course I am baby, that pussy belongs to me, and me only," I said  possessively. "I'm gonna own your hymen, I'm gonna make you feel so good  you scream my name again and again. But for now honey, I'm just gonna  make you feel good."

And she mewled a little in disappointment, lifting her head to gaze down at me as I loved between her legs.

"But why not now?" she whispered desperately, fingering her nipples now,  twisting and pulling. "I want you so bad, Mr. Martin, so bad."

And I growled low in my chest.

"Because baby, you're not big enough. See this beautiful pink puss? It's  still small honey, and I've got to stretch you out first, get these  walls used to taking something inside before I'll fit."

Her eyes grew round as saucers then.

"Will you fit?" she whispered. "You are really big."

And I chuckled low in my chest.

"You're right, I'm fuckin' huge honey, even bigger because you're so  beautiful. But don't worry, Daddy will take care of it, I'll get you  stretched out well and good. Come on baby," I ground out, caressing her,  "Stretch for Daddy."         

     



 

And with that, I slipped a finger slightly between her vaginal lips,  touching her hole, just one finger up to the first knuckle, savoring the  incredible heat from her cunt, the way she pulsed around me.

"Oh!" she mewed, head tossing on the pillow. "Oh!"

"That's right," I murmured, nipping at her clit, then sucking it into my  mouth. "That's right baby, that was only a little bit of one finger,  you've got to take more than that if you want to taste my dick."

And Ally gasped again, head twisting on the pillow, hips writhing as my finger burrowed inside.

"I can do it," she murmured breathily. "I can do it, Daddy," she took a deep breath. "Put it in deeper."

And with that, I slid my entire index finger in, pushing deep into her  wet folds, letting the tight flesh squeeze me. Oh shit, I had to be  careful because I could feel her hymen with my fingertip, bouncing back  as I bumped it. I wanted to break that tissue with my dick, not my hand,  so I pulled back slightly then, stroking her walls.

"Mmm," I murmured against her puss. "Doing good baby, doing good."

And slowly, oh so slowly, I pushed another finger in to join the first,  both of them pressing deep into Ally's plush insides, scissoring them a  bit to stretch her out, stirring, rolling, making the girl squirm and  cream with pleasure.

"Ohh!" she cried out, fingers busy on her nips, pulling them tight, popping off the tops of the pink crests. "Ohh!"

And I groaned encouragement once more.

"That's right honey, that's how it's gonna feel once I'm in you  …  but even better," I assured.

The girl couldn't hear me though, she was lost in her own world because  suddenly the sensations became too much, the internal massage driving  her over the edge, my lips suckling her little bud, everything combining  with the force of a tidal wave. And suddenly the girl came all over my  hand, her pussy muscles squeezing and clenching tight as her body  spasmed once, twice, so hard, fast and furious.

"Oh!" the brunette squealed, eyes squeezed shut, back arching all the  way off the bed before dropping once more, hips twisting this way and  that as she thrashed. "Oh oh oh!"

And I held firm in her, keeping my fingers in deep like an anchor, stroking, massaging as I coaxed her through the orgasm.

"That's right baby," I muttered. "Ride the wave, pretend it's a big wave  in Hawaii and you're surfing it, crashing into the tide  …  NOW."

And the girl was so sensitive, so receptive to my command that her body  arced again on the word "now," another orgasm smashing through that  beautiful frame. Ally let out a hoarse scream of delight, a sensuous  wail of ecstasy as sensations crashed over her, her pussy gripping my  fingers tight as cream streamed from her hole. And I could do nothing  but keep licking, sucking, drinking the juices from that beautiful cunt,  murmuring sweet nothings into her virgin flesh.

"That's right," I ground out. "Give it up, give it up for Daddy."

And Ally threw her head back and screamed, pussy clenching again and  again on my hand before dissolving into a wave of tremors, the flesh so  nubile and fresh, gripping me like it'd never let go. And I'm not one to  desert a girl, no way was I popping my fingers out even one second  early. So I kept rolling my digits in her, curving them to stroke her  G-spot, giving her more to love, to feel.

"That's it baby," I muttered again, "That's it, take your time."

And the brunette collapsed then, completely spent, small shudders  running through her spine, big boobs trembling, flanks heaving as the  orgasm rolled through her heavenly form.

"Oh god," she moaned, panting. "Oh god, oh god."

I let her feel it, I gave her one last lick on her clit before slowly  pulling my fingers out, watching the dirty sight. Because there was so  much female cream that my digits came out dripping, coated in her  nectar, like they'd been dipped in superglue. And always the nasty mofo,  I lifted them to my lips, eager to taste, to savor.

"Mmm," I ground out, meeting her eyes, electric blue clashing with warm brown. "You're sweet, baby girl, real sweet."

And Ally leaned forward then, grasping my wrist and bringing it to her own mouth, the dirty little slut with a mind of her own.

"Is that so?" she murmured coyly. "I want a taste too," she husked, and  with that, she licked my fingers sensuously, savoring her own ambrosia,  drinking the female musk.

"Mmm, you're right Daddy, I taste good," she smiled, looking at me from under her lashes. "Really good. Daddy want another go?"         

     



 

And I just groaned. Because fuck yeah, I wanted to do it again, with my  dick this time, hard and deep, into that sweet, swollen pussy, creaming  so tight around me.

"I will baby," I promised darkly, leaning over to drop a kiss on her nipple. "I will  …  but not now."

And she merely looked at me, innocent, pouting.

"Why not?"

"Because honey," I rumbled. "I'm gonna own your pussy when we have  plenty of time, and right now," I gestured towards the window, "we gotta  get ready before Jonah wakes and figures out where you are."

And her face fell then, lashes sweeping downwards.

"Oh right," she murmured, taking a deep breath. "Oh right  …  Jonah."

I'd never heard a name uttered with less enthusiasm, like a heavy weight. But I just kissed her once more.