I let him slide himself as deep as he can. I can’t take him all, I just don’t think that’s physically possible, but I get most of it in before he slides back out. I gasp and groan a little bit. I manage to get him back in my mouth and I suck his tip, greedily wanting him.
“Legs spread,” he commands me. I obey, sitting up on my knees, spreading my legs wide. “Look at those fucking hips,” he says. “And that back. You’re so goddamn gorgeous.”
He pulls his cock back and steps away, looking at me while stroking himself. He tips my chin toward him and kisses my lips slightly.
“Are you ready?” he asks me.
“I don’t know,” I admit, my heart suddenly beating fast in my chest.
“I’ll be gentle,” he says. “At least at first. I promise.”
I nod my head once, and I realize that I’m afraid. I don’t know why I’d be afraid. I know he’ll take care of me. I know it’s going to feel good.
But it’s my first time, and I’m still nervous. Plus, his cock is so big, I’m afraid he’ll rip me in half.
He reaches behind me and pulls off the belt, freeing my hands. He then grabs me, pulls me to my feet, and lifts me into his arms. I laugh as he carries me into the bedroom.
“Here we go,” he says, putting me down on top of his comforter. “This is where your first time should be.”
I bite my lip and look at him as he pulls my panties off. I’m completely naked with him, though I don’t feel self-conscious at all.
He spreads my legs wide then teases my pussy with his fingers. He presses two inside of me, nice and deep, sliding them in and out. I watch him as little moans escape my lips.
“Good,” he says. “Nice and soaking wet. You’re going to need it.”
I bite my lip again, harder this time, as he presses his cock against my pussy. He leans down and cups my head in one hand, kissing me hard on the mouth.
I’m nervous, my heart hammering in my chest, but this is it. I want it so badly. I’m so tired of being a virgin girl. I want to grow up, move on with my life, and become a woman. This is part of that, and I can’t imagine a better man to help me than my Daddy.
He presses himself inside of me, and I gasp. It hurts, just like I knew it would. He slides himself inside slowly.
“Relax,” he whispers, kissing my neck. “Just relax. Let me do the work.”
I nod and turn my head to the side. He gives me a bit of the comforter and I bite down on it as he slides himself inside of me.
I groan, shocked that he can even fit inside of me. After a moment, he’s deep in my pussy, and I look back at him, tears in my eyes.
He kisses them away. “No crying,” he says softly. “You’re my girl now.”
“I’m not crying,” I say, smiling a little bit. “It just hurt, that’s all.”
“It’s okay.” He kisses my neck, slowly pulling back. “God damn, you feel so fucking good.”
He slides himself back out and slowly presses back in. This time, it doesn’t hurt as badly. In fact, it actually feels a little good.
I’m shocked. He slides back out and slowly slides back in, kissing my lips, my neck, talking gently in my ear. At first, it hurt like hell, but as he keeps moving, slowly but surely, it starts to feel good.
After a few more strokes, the pleasure starts to totally outweigh the pain. Little moans begin to escape my lips as he slowly moves a little bit faster, a little bit deeper. He spreads my legs wider and takes my hands, pinning them above my head.
I love being controlled by him. He’s so damn strong and sure of himself, and he obviously knows what he’s doing.
He starts to move faster. I can’t help but roll my hips against him as pleasure starts to build. I’m shocked that it feels this good. I thought it was just going to hurt the whole time, but that’s not true.
“There you go,” he says, smirking at me. “You’re starting to like this, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” I admit. “God, I didn’t think you’d fit.”
“I fit,” he says. “You can take more than you realize, Sadie girl.” He presses himself deep inside of me and puts two fingers in my mouth. I suck on them, holding his hand, as he starts to fuck me a bit faster. The pleasure rolls through me, surprising me, but I’m past the point of trying to hold back. Moans escape my lips, past his fingers, coming out muffled as he keeps working into me, fucking me slow and deep.
“A little bit harder now,” he says. “Tell me what you like.”
“That,” I gasp, as he presses deep inside of me. “Oh just like that.”