Filthy Beast(94)

I can’t believe how good it feels. I’ve touched myself before, of course, but never like this, never with a man talking to me and watching. That just makes it so much hotter. I can’t believe I’m actually doing this for him, but pleasure rocks through me and I know I can’t stop.

“God damn, girl,” Gavin says. “Do you know how sexy you are, moaning like that? You like my fingers deep in that wet little cunt, don’t you?”

I gasp a little. He’s so dirty. “Gavin,” I moan. “Don’t.”

“Don’t?” He smirks at me. “You mean, don’t say cunt? I think you like it. You want me to be dirty. You’ve been too good for too long, now it’s time to be bad for your Daddy.”

I groan, fingers rubbing myself faster.

“Take off your panties,” he says. “Now. I want to see that dripping wet pussy.”

I obey him, sliding them off. I spread my legs, even though I’m a little self-conscious.

“Fucking hell,” he says. “You’re goddamn perfect. I want to tongue that little pussy until you scream. Pick up that vibrator.”

I do as he commands, heart hammering. “I’ve never used one of these before.”

He smirks a little bit. “Good. You’re in for a treat. Turn it on.”

I hit the button and it starts to vibrate. I giggle a little bit.

“It’s funny, but you’ll like it,” he says. “Close your eyes now.”

I do as I’m told, leaning back and settling in again.

“Now, take the vibrator, and gently roll it along your clit. Gently at first.”

I do it, and gasp as pleasure floods me. “Holy shit,” I say.

“Imagine that’s my tongue and lips, sucking your clit while my fingers fuck you,” he says, his voice deep and sure of itself.

I moan, head tossed back as I work myself with the vibrator.

“Just as you get close, I’ll grab your hips and turn you around, spread your legs wide. You want to spread wide for me?” he asks me.

“Yes,” I moan.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I say, and desire floods through me.

“That’s a good girl. Now work that pussy. I’m going to spread those legs wide and slide my thick cock deep inside of you. I don’t think you can handle it at first, but we’ll work you nice and slow, get you good and wet.”

I roll the vibrator along my clit then slide it down to press inside of myself. It feels so good as I roll it up and down my pussy, inside and back to my clit. I can hear his voice but it’s getting lost in the pleasure as I get nearer and nearer to an orgasm. I can feel it building inside of me. The vibrator is almost too intense.

“When you’re ready, I’ll fuck you deep and hard. I can fill your little pussy up to the brim, stretch you out, rip you apart. I’ll fuck you rough and slap your ass, make it hurt a little bit, make you beg for it.”

I’m so wet, so dripping wet, and I need him. I need Gavin so badly I can barely think. The vibrator feels good, but I want his hands, his mouth, his skin against me. I can’t stop though, not with his voice pushing me further.

“I’ll pull that hair and fuck your cunt deep and hard. Do you want to come on Daddy’s big fat cock?” he asks me.

“Yes,” I moan. “God, I want to come.”

“Go ahead,” he says, low and sultry. “Go ahead and come for Daddy.”

“Oh fuck,” I groan, and I know I can’t stop myself.

The vibrator pushes me over the edge as I come nice and hard. Gavin watches, but I don’t care about that. In fact, as soon as I start to come, I open my eyes and look at him. I want to watch him watching me. I like that I’m seen, I like that this is so dirty. It’s filthy and dirty and god it feels good, so fucking good. I shouldn’t be doing this but that only makes me want it more.

I come hard while Gavin watches. He smiles at me as I slowly finish. I turn off the vibrator, the intensity too much for me, and set it aside.

“Good,” he says. “Very good.”

“I need to see you,” I say, panting, buzzing with pleasure.

He smiles at me. “I know you do.”

“When?”

“Tomorrow,” he says. “Same time, same place?”

I nod my head. “Yes, please.”

“Good. Practice with that before you see me tomorrow. I want you ready.”

“I will be.” I pause, before adding, “Daddy.”

He grunts his approval. “Go get some rest,” he says. “I’m going to make you feel good tomorrow.”

“I can’t wait,” I say softly.

“Talk later?”