Before she can respond, his cock is pounding into her again and she’s crying out for a whole different reason. He fucks her rough and without mercy, building to his own release. She knows that he’s going to cum soon and to edge him closer she moans, “Please give me your cum daddy. I want my pussy dripping with your warm cum.”
He leans forward and grabs her hair, tilting her head back, and whispers in her ear, “Oh yeah? Does my dirty little fuckdoll want to be filled with daddy’s cum?”
“Yes daddy, please, I want it so bad,” she moans louder. At those words, he lets go of her hair and grabs her hips to fuck her fast and hard. With a final thrust, he explodes inside her and she feels him shudder as he empties his load into her.
Once he pulls out, they both collapse onto the bed at the same time and lie there for a moment in bliss. Finally, she turns her head to look at him and asks with a grin, “So, you like the lingerie, then?”
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## Version Three
He leans back on the couch again and says, “Well then, by all means, don’t let me stop you.”
She narrows her eyes at him but doesn’t say anything further as she turns back towards the kitchen and heads over to the fridge. She opens the door and reaches in to grab a bottle of water, as she had claimed was her only purpose in coming out here. Walking back across the living room, she stops to look back at him and says with a smile, “I’ll be in the bedroom if you need anything.”
He looks back at her with a calculating but stubborn expression and replies, “Okay, great. Thanks. I’ll just be out here.”
She can practically feel him watching her ass as she walks away but he says nothing else. She walks back into the bedroom and sets the water bottle on the nightstand. Then she sits down on the bed and positions herself so that her legs are stretched out in front of her while she leans back on her hands. The only thing to do now is wait to see if he’ll give in.
She looks down at the watch on her wrist as the seconds tick by. Once it says that she’s been sitting there for five minutes she knows that she’ll have to fold first. She can’t wait any longer and, obviously, she didn’t put this on for nothing.
Standing with a sigh at having to admit defeat, she walks back out of the bedroom and into the living room again. He smiles at the slightly chagrined expression on her face as she walks towards him where he’s still lying on the couch. As she climbs onto his lap, straddling him, she says, “Okay, fine, I give. You win.”
He laughs softly, “Finally. So tell me again, why are you wearing this?”
“For you, of course,” she replies and as soon as the words have left her mouth, his lips are on hers and his hands are moving lower to cup and squeeze her ass.
For a moment, she loses herself to the taste of him but she breaks the kiss to pull back and ask, “I waited in there for five minutes, how much longer would it have taken for you to break?”
There is a fire in his expression when he answers, “I was about thirty seconds away from coming in there to take what’s mine. But you’re still going to get punished for making me wait.”
She cries out when one of his hands spanks her ass to emphasize his point. He kisses her deeply again and then his lips blaze a trail down her neck, across her collarbone, and down, before stopping at the top of her breast. She feels herself getting wetter by the second as she watches him put his mouth over the top of the lacy material covering her breast and her breathing becomes heavier when she feels him licking at her nipple through the fabric. Eventually he pulls the strap off of one shoulder, then the other, to reveal nipples that are already erect from his touch. When he pulls one into his mouth and gently bites down, she can’t hold back the moan that escapes her lips.
Making sounds of pleasure at the attention he’s paying to her chest, her fingers are now itching to touch him and she puts a hand down between them to rub his semi-erect cock through his shorts. After a minute, she dips her hand into his boxers so that she can properly stroke his cock and make sure it’s hard for her. Once her hand closes around him, he releases her nipple to let out a groan and claim her lips again. His hands slide over her thighs to grip her behind each of her knees and before she knows what’s happening, he has flipped her onto her back on the couch so that he is now standing over her. He pulls his shorts down to free his cock and moves to the other side of the couch, on his knees behind her head.
“My dirty little cumslut is going to suck on daddy’s cock before she takes every inch in her pussy,” he says and immediately shoves himself into her open and waiting mouth. His balls are in her face, hardly leaving her space for air, but she loves having his cock rammed down her throat and his dominance over her, using her as he pleases. She gags on the hard, thick length of him and he holds her there for a moment until finally pulling out to let her breathe.
He orders her to sit up and she does as she’s told. He positions himself over her, folds her knees up to her chest, and moves the g-string aside before sliding into her dripping cunt. There’s no stopping the sound that escapes her mouth as she feels him hit her at a spot deeper than she had thought possible. He continues to move, increasing speed, and she can do nothing but moan louder at the pleasure that rips through her. Every thrust hits harder and she’s on the verge of screaming, crying out, “Yes, daddy, fuck me hard. God, I love your cock.”
He’s got one hand down between them now and his thumb has started circling her clit. She feels as though she might pass out from the intensity of her building orgasm and she can tell that when she cums it’s going to shake her whole body.
“Oh god daddy, just like that. I’m gonna cum soon,” she shouts and he rubs faster and faster until she can’t take it any longer.
“Cum for daddy now like a good girl,” he tells her and stars pop behind her eyes as the climax washes over her. Her body shudders for what seems like hours and she lets out a low moan as she finishes. His thrusts are coming faster and harder now and he’s pounding her pussy as rough as he can. The hand that gave her such an incredible orgasm moves up to close around her throat.
He squeezes just a little to let her feel his dominance and asks, “Where does my naughty whore want me to cum?”
“Down my throat, daddy,” is her answer and he pulls out and orders her to get down on her knees. It’s impossible to describe how much it turns her on to kneel in front of him like this but there’s no time to think because as soon as she opens her mouth his cock is being shoved down her throat. He grabs her hair to hold her down on his cock, making sure she takes every drop, and she feels jets of cum begin to shoot down her throat. He releases her once he’s finished and she’s wiping her mouth while she starts to stand. He helps her to her feet and then they both collapse onto the couch.
He turns to look at her and says, “Don’t think I’ve forgotten about your punishment. I can’t let you get away with teasing me like that.”
She smiles back at him and replies, “I can hardly wait.”
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