“I can’t drive in this,” I said to Daddy, and luckily saw the distinctive lights of a roadside motel on my right. I pulled into the entrance and into a park. “Momma’s given me the money for us to just stay away a little while, and we can overnight here at this motel. Trust me Daddy.”
I tried to doge raindrops as I ran to reception but got drenched anyway. I paid in cash for six nights and collected the key to Ground Unit 8. Then I dashed back to the car, and accompanied Daddy into the room. It was an unkempt and small motel room that smelled stale and looked grimy. There was a queen bed at the far end, a small kitchenette, and a tiny sofa near the entry. A small flatscreen TV was fixed to the wall, visible from the bed and the sofa. And a brighter patch on the walls betrayed where a couple of paintings had obviously hung in the past, but were now missing.
I stood dripping wet in my dress, the fabric sticking hard against my skin, hugging my figure, and revealing my erect nipples. I needed to attend to Daddy before myself. “What can I get you Daddy? Do you want a drink? Something to eat? A rest?”
“I’ll just take a shower thanks Babygirl,” he said gruffly, throwing his bag to the sofa and striding into the bathroom. The door closed, the water ran, and I sat back into the sofa to catch my breath. The sound of the rain spilling onto the roof and the pavement outside calmed me down.
I’d almost nodded off when I heard the water hammer from the shower’s faucet. I could hear the rustling of stiff towels as Daddy dried himself, then the door opened and steam spilled from the bathroom.
Daddy stepped into the living area completely nude and cast the white towel aside onto the floor. He appeared completely at ease, and comfortable in his nakedness and I thought about the fact that there is obviously no privacy in jail. I wondered if all the prisoners walked around with big dicks swinging between their legs. Daddy had a giant one. It hung long and low with a gorgeous pink head and veins crawled along the length of his shaft. The whole member was pulled downwards by the weight of his glans and I could make out his balls hanging low in a loose sack. He had a shock of dark pubes that led up his flat tummy to his belly button. Across his arms, chest, belly and neck were myriad tattoos – a multitude of small distinct figures and emblems etched in dark ink with an amateur style.
He stood and looked at me for some time before he spoke.
“I promised your Momma that she’d be the first cunt I fucked when I got out. I been waiting 19 years for this. No pussy, no cunt. Do you know what its like holding it in for that long. No, of course you ain’t. And now you – this virus – is keepin’ me away from the reward I deserve.”
“Sorry Daddy. Momma said so. But I can look after you. What do you want? Anything.”
“Well Babygirl, Momma’s is the first cunt. But I can fuck you jail style. I’m gunna take me that cute little ass. You ever had it in the ass before?” He surreptitiously pinched the end of his cock between his thumb and forefinger and I saw his shaft engorge ever so slightly.
I’d never been fucked in the ass before. Guys had tried, but I’d always resisted. They were too keen, too fast. And they were not truly men – just boys really. I was always strong enough to push them aside and kick them out of my bed. They weren’t like Daddy. There was no way I could resist Daddy. Even if I wanted to.
I stood from the couch and walked over to Daddy, biting my lip and feeling my nipples sticking hard to my dress. I could feel the wetness in my pussy begin to rise with the sight of his cock and the feeling of his power.
He gently touched my cheek with his coarse forefinger, then let it slide along my jaw, down my neck, and between my breasts. I looked down to see his cock had grown hard and angled upright, pointing straight at me and the head had grown angry and red. Daddy spun me around pushed me over towards the bed and bent me over, placing my hands flat against the mattress. I felt him lift the hem of my dress, pulling it all the way up and draping it over my head. Then I felt hands roughly grasp at my panties and pull them harshly to my ankles.
“Holy fuck, look at this,” Daddy said with a little laugh as I stood vulnerable with my ass pointed to him. I felt a cool sensation on my anus as a drool of his saliva hit my hole and then the pressure of his finger as he swirled it around.
“Baby girl, you got the prettiest ass I ever did see.” I felt another dollop of saliva hit my ass, off center this time, but Daddy’s thumb scooped it up and drew the pool around my hole. I felt a little pressure from his finger against my ring and a tiny moan escaped my lips.
“Now tell me what you feel, Babygirl,” he commanded. “Tell your Daddy.” I moaned again as the pressure increased and pulsed gently. “Daddy’s home,” he whispered and his finger slid straight through the ring and deep into my ass. I gasped and then issued a long groan of satisfaction as I felt my anus stretch and then close tight around his finger.
“I love it Daddy,” I whispered, and then began to feel him sliding the finger in and out, savouring the sensation of his rough skin sliding across my sensitive entrance. “I love it so much,”
“Good Babygirl, good. But you ain’t had nothin’ yet.” Daddy pulled his finger from my ass and I sighed with the feeling of emptiness that it brought. He leaned forward and grabbed each of my wrists, pulling them back behind me. There was nothing left to support my torso and my head fell forward, landing cheek-side on the mattress, with my body bent over even further.
Daddy manipulated my hands to hold each of my own ask cheeks and demanded of me, “Now hold this open, Babygirl.” I stretched out my cheeks, wanting to show Daddy all of my asshole and I pulled my sphincter muscles in and out to make my rose wink at him – begging for his attention.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Daddy holding his cock and giving it a couple of quick jerks. He made two audible spits, and delivered one glob of saliva to his own cock and another to my waiting asshole. Then I felt the pressure of his head against my anus, at once recognising it was so much bigger than his finger.
“Do you want it Babygirl?”
“I want it Daddy, give it to me.”
He pushed forward and I pushed back and tried to relax my ass. I pursed my mouth and blew out, concentrating on relaxing my butt. Pulse once, pulse twice, and then like magic, it happened. The head of his cock slipped in until the ridge passed my ring and then I clenched tight around his cock. He groaned with satisfaction.
“More Daddy,” I offered and continued to push back on his cock.
“Fuck Babygirl,” said Daddy in a voice of dismay and then continued to push forward, opening my ass with every ounce of extra pressure that he delivered. When he’d reached in as far and as deep as I think he could, I pulled my ass cheeks apart a little more and pressed even harder to capture every additional millimeter of his cock.
Then Daddy grabbed me by the hips and started to pump. There was nothing gentle about it. He started slowly but intensely. He pulled his cock back to the point it was about to leave my ass, then drove it back in again to the hilt. And again. And again. He began to increase the tempo, and then intensity. I could feel my pussy dripping with arousal and my clit was swollen with excitement.
As the strength of his thrusting grew, I could feel his balls swinging back and forth, and as his cock drove deep into my ass, the balls would swing against my pussy, teasing me fervidly.
His fingers dug into the flesh on my hips. “More Daddy. Harder Daddy,” I cried out. He responded with increased grunting and thrusting even faster. As his breathing quickened, I detected that Daddy’s excitement was reaching a crescendo.
“Give it to me Daddy. I’ve waited all my life for this!”
He grunted more and thrust again. From my compromised vantage, I could only see his legs, but the muscles were tensed all over.
“Cum Daddy! Cum! Cum in me!”
Another grunt, a strained groan and then the deepest thrust of all. I felt his cock twitching again and again and then my ass felt full – full of cock, full of juice and full of his cum. It was the most deeply satisfying feeling that I’d ever experienced in my life, and I hadn’t even cum myself.
“Ah fuck Babygirl. That was good. So good.” He collapsed onto my back, leaning over me. Daddy was still deep inside me and gave another couple of playful thrusts. As he stood back up, his softening cock slipped out of my ass, and I felt a flood of cum leak out of my hole. He once again swirled the cum around my asshole with his thumb and pressed the digit gently within me.
“You’re a good one, Babygirl. I think I’m gunna like bein’ home again.” Then he picked up the towel from the floor, wiped his cock clean, and threw the towel to me as I rolled over on the bed. Daddy grabbed another cigarette from his bag, lit up, walked over to the bed and lay down, resting his head on the pillow. He took a drag on the cigarette and blew smoke at the ceiling. I shuffled over to him and snuggled up against his shoulder. I fell asleep almost straight away, and I guess Daddy did too, sometime after.
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I woke with a jolt after only a short while. It was still night, the sound of traffic buzzed outside and I felt a chill in the damp air. The storm has passed and the rain has stopped, leaving a crisp, fresh feeling as I inhaled deeply and rolled over to see Daddy asleep beside me. I reached across and as I kissed him on the cheek he opened his eyes.
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