10 p.m... and I am sound asleep. Full pink moon lighting your way as you sneak into my room, and put your hands on me. Knowing that my fear will make it just a little more sweet for both of us. Knowing I am always wet for you... Knowing this is what I asked you for... This is what I need.
You. Shocking me awake. Taking me without warning. Hard. Reminding me you can have me, anytime you wanted. Reminding me that I am yours to take, fuck, use, own. Reminding me how good it feels to be claimed by you... Rude awakening replaced by orgasm number one....
One: From the feel of your cock sliding into my always wet cunt, delicious burn along my walls as they stretch to accommodate, friction creating heat, pain warming to pleasure, feat boiling to need.
Two and Three: From how you thrust, deep, everytime, bottoming out inside of me. Keeping me quiet as you assault my cunt, allowing nothing but whimpers of gratitude at the sound of your voice...
"Tomorrow your cervix will wear my bruises like a badge of honor."
Four: Sliding back onto your cock, after you pull me up and command me to ride you. Finally able to scream, bouncing up and down, hitting that spot, leaving my cream all over your cock.
Five, Six, Seven: One after the other as I hear myself squelching every time you pull me back and forth, up and down, watching you, watch me, feeling free and filthy and losing myself in the revelry.
Eight: When you smack my pussy hard, over and over, abusing my cunt, rough and fast, commanding me to cum... so I do. Hard and painful, staring into your arms as the intensity sweeps over me... Thinking I'm done. Until you call me a "Good Girl", and I can't help it...
Nine. I clench around you again, my body wracking as you hold me, watch me drip onto the sheet beneath us... look up into my eyes as you breath to keep from cumming.
I would be disappointed except I know what it means. You're going to cover me. Fuck. You're going to cover me in... you. Cock drunk, I start to beg...
"Please, please, please, Daddy, cum on my tongue, on my face, on my body, in my hair.”
“Please, Daddy, I need it. I need you to mark me, to show me how much I’m yours.”
"Please Daddy, give me your cum.”
“Please Daddy, I’m aching for it, please, please, mmmm, please, may I have your cum?"
I feel you decorate my face, watch you watch me... making me hornier, achier, needier, your disgusting little slut... I slide my fingers through your stickiness, and wrap my mouth around one, cock drunk with spacey filthiness as I savor your taste. So, fucking needy I'm grinding against the duvet, moving my sticky fingers down my breasts, across my tummy and past my still swollen nub.
I relish in the sordid feeling of pushing Daddy’s cum into myself... grinding my hand against my mound, watching you watch your wanton slut grind slowly, waiting for your command. Needing it. Begging for it. For that one, last release. "Cum."
And good girls do what they are told..so I do.
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