Chapter 2 Daddy Cock Hits The Spot (2)

CHAPTER 2 His words trailed off and slowly his hands found their way to her waist and she felt him run his hands softly along her hips. She let her mouth trail small kisses down his chest in-between opening each button. She could see him responding to each touch and she loved the way it made her feel. When she undid the last button, she pulled his shirt out of his pants and gently tugged it off him. He was amazing. His broad shoulders tapered to a flat stomach and rock hard abs that any guy in her school would envy. “Daddy, I think you were right,” she said as her hands reached for his belt and had it off in one quick motion. “I think I am just a little slut who needs to be fucked.” For a second he didn’t move and she wondered if he was going to stop her. But she just didn't care. She wanted him. She wanted to know what it would be like to be with a man who knew what he was doing. She kept nuzzling his neck and kissing him as her hands unbuttoned his pants and slipped them down to the floor, revealing his thick hard cock. “And your little tramp wants your thick, long cock,” she said as she slid her hand along his length and was rewarded with his deep guttural moan. As she stroked his cock, his hands began to slide down her hips and behind to her ass. She leaned her body against his and pressed her lips along his neck. When he reached his other hand behind her and squeezed her tight ass, she arched her back and pushed against him even more. “Is that your problem?” he asked as his hands slid under her small tank top, “you just need to be fucked?” Before she could answer, her shirt was over her head and joining his pants on the floor. Christy moaned when his hands slid back down her body and over her hips. The sensation of his hands on her skin was incredible. When his fingers reached her small pink thong, he played with the silky material, teasing her mercilessly. He pulled it this way and that, grinding the thin fabric into her clit and brushing his fingers along her wet cunt. Soon, her panties were on the floor with the rest of their clothes. He ran his hands behind her, pulling her hips against his erect cock. She ground her hips against him, feeling his hard cock rub against her clit. Slowly, he eased her down onto the bed and she fell back, her legs wide open, waiting for him. He knelt in front of her and she knew he could tell that she was dripping wet. She closed her eyes, ready to be fucked and gasped as he gently ran his fingers along her pussy, sliding them up and down, driving her crazy and fanning her desire. “You are a wet, little slut, aren’t you,” he said, more to himself then to her as his fingers found their way to her clit. He teased her tiny, swollen bud and her breathing became more ragged. She couldn’t believe how quickly he was making her crazy. “You love this don’t you?” he asked as his capable fingers teased her little bud, arousing her and bringing her to the brink and back. “Yes, Daddy. Yes, I love this,” she moaned against him. The sensation was overwhelming and she realized she was writhing in front of him, her hips pushing up to his fingers, wanting more, needing to feel him inside her. When his fingers squeezed her sensitive nub, the pleasure shot through her body. “God, your sweet little pussy is just waiting to be fucked,” he said as his flinger slid down her length. “Oh, god, Daddy,” she groaned as her hands grabbed the blankets tightly. When he slid a finger inside her, Christy closed her eyes and felt the fire building insider her. Her channel tightened around him as he added a second finger. When she opened her eyes again, he was watching her as he slid in and out, massaging her clit with his thumb. “God, you’re tight,” he said in wonder. He was driving her crazy and he didn’t even seem to realize it. “I am going to enjoy fucking your sweet little pussy.” “Please, Daddy,” Christy whispered, her hips pushed up to his expert fingers. “Please, fuck me,” she begged softly, never wanting anyone like she wanted him right now. Suddenly he leaned over her and slid his large cock against her wet pussy, getting it slick with her arousal. She moaned as his hard member slid against her clit and then back down. When he was slick with her juice, he placed his cock in front of her wet opening. Christy gasped as he slowly plunged his thick cock deep inside her. She watched his purple cock head disappear into her pussy and groaned as the thick shaft followed it. As his large member pushed her open, she gasped, unsure if he could fit but hoping he could. Inch by inch, he pressed inside her and she moaned as he took her. She was overwhelmed by the sweet torture of him opening her, spreading her further than she had ever experienced before. He was splitting her in two, but the slight pain she felt was coupled with a wonderful sense of being filled by his giant cock. When he was deep inside her, he let out a throaty groan and Christy thrust her hips up, pushing him even deeper Then the pain quickly turned to pleasure as he began sliding in and out of her tight channel. Her pussy clamped down on him pulling him deeper with every thrust. The further in he plunged, the more she wanted. “For a little slut, you are so fucking tight,” he said, his voice ragged and surprised. His rhythm became faster and more desperate he thrust deeper and deeper inside her. “Oh yes, Daddy,” she begged, “I’m your slut, and I want to you fuck me harder.” She wanted him, she wanted this, and she didn’t want it to ever stop. His thrusting became harder and faster and she felt the orgasm starting to build. With each stroke inside, it fanned her desire and her body began to shudder as the sensations grew and grew. He kept his steady rhythm and increased his speed sending her higher and higher toward her climax. Finally, she felt her body overwhelmed as the orgasm tore through her body. He kept up his steady, deep rhythm and she felt herself spiral out of control. With each thrust, he kept her wild with pleasure, pushing the orgasm further and further as he thrust deep inside her. Finally, she could hear his breathing turn ragged as her pussy throbbed around him. His cock became even harder and his thrusts became stronger as he reached for his own climax. When he finally came deep inside her, he ground against her shuddering and finally they both came back down to earth. He collapsed next to her, his breathing ragged and still out of control. She tried to gather herself, but couldn’t. Being with him had been like nothing she had ever experienced. She had just had the most mind blowing orgasm of her life and suddenly she knew exactly what sex could be like and wanted more. “Oh Christy,” he groaned again as he turned toward her. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that, I shouldn’t have said that....” She put her back to him and let him think she was really upset. When his hand reached for her shoulder, she just took a deep breath and sighed. “Really, Christy, I am so sorry, what can I do?” She smiled big, rolled over and climbed on top of him and her hands beginning to tease his cock to life again. “How about I let you make it up to me?” she said impishly, ready for another round.