His Nasty Little Pussy

His finger worked in and out of me, fucking me gently and still massaging my G-spot. I felt a deep warmth swelling inside me, spreading out through my labia and making my clit pulse with anticipation.

His tongue began to swirl lightly around my clit, flicking up over the hood, and back down over the head. His finger began to move faster, and his tongue was moving more rapidly.

Adam finally pressed his tongue firmly against my clit and began to lick up and down with strong pressure. He pushed a second finger inside me and pushed up against my G-spot, rubbing his tongue flat against me. I felt the warmth of an orgasm building behind my labia.

“Oh my God,” I breathed. “I’m going to cum!”

My legs began to shake, and my whole pussy began to quiver. Intense pleasure spread through me, and I gasped as orgasms flooded through my entire body.

As my orgasm began to subside, Adam quickly unzipped his pants and wiggled them off onto the floor. He pulled his shirt over his head and discarded it, and then he bent over me, forcing my lips apart with his tongue and making me taste my juices.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“You taste sweet, like honey,” he commented.

I nodded and purred lightly in agreement. His cock slipped between my labia, rubbing firmly against my clit. It slipped up and down easily, lubricated slick by my wetness.

“I want it inside me,” I whispered.

His mouth closed over mine, silencing me. He grabbed my wrists and pushed them over my head again, pinning me down firmly. He growled savagely and bit my lip, and I gasped with anticipation.

I felt it pushing harder against me, yet still failing to penetrate me. My entire body was writhing with desire, and I tried desperately to pull him inside me.

“Please,” I begged. “I need you inside me!”

“Enough!” he snarled, grabbing a handful of my hair and snapping my head backward. “You do what I say. You’re my little bitch, remember?” “Oh, yes, Daddy!” I agreed.

He roughly pushed my legs further apart with his knee, and he stabbed my inner thigh with his rock-hard cock. I was losing control. I wanted nothing more than to feel his cock inside me, and to hear his moans of pleasure as he orgasmed.

“Are you ready for it?” he growled.

“Yes, sir!” I answered.

He reached down and grasped the hard shaft firmly, guiding it toward my throbbing cunt. I felt the head against me, and I struggled to open myself to allow it inside.

He was still insistent on teasing me. He pushed his hips forward slowly, shoving his cock inside me one long, slow inch at a time. It took him nearly a minute to guide the entire thing inside me, and then he began to pull it out just as slowly. My entire body was screaming for him to fuck me hard and fast, but he was deliberately torturing me.

I whined pathetically, “Please fuck me!”

“What’s wrong, little girl?” he asked playfully. “Not hard enough for you?”

“No, sir.”

“Then how do you want it?” he teased.

“Harder,” I begged. “Faster!”

“Like this?” he asked, speeding up ever so slightly.

“Harder!”

“How about this?” he asked, fucking me just a little harder.

“Harder!” I shouted, pounding the bed with my fist.

A wicked grin spread across his face, and he grabbed my legs and withdrew his cock. He paused for a moment, before plunging the full length of it deep inside me, slamming against my cervix forcefully and knocking the wind out of my lungs. Now, he was plunging in and out of my dripping cunt at breakneck speed. Every thrust was both painful and intensely pleasurable. He was stretching my tightness to the brink.

“Oh, yes!” I moaned. “Yes, fuck me!”

“You like that, bitch?” he snarled, wrapping one hand around my throat and squeezing lightly.

“Yes, sir!” I gasped.

“Mmm, I bet you do. Because you’re a dirty little slut, aren’t you?” “Yes, sir!”

“How dirty are you?” he demanded.

“So dirty,” I purred.

He slapped me lightly on the cheek.

“Tell me how dirty,” he urged.

“I’m so dirty, I want to swallow your cum,” I said.

“Oh, you do, huh?” he asked, his voice strained. “Alright, open up!”

I opened my mouth, and he moved up to kneel over me. He stroked his cock rapidly, groaning loudly. Moments later, I felt the tickle of his cum hitting the back of my throat, and I tasted the warm saltiness of it on my tongue. I gulped eagerly, swallowing every last precious drop as he grunted and groaned, emptying his entire load into my throat. Then he sat back on my chest.

“You know, I’m going to miss this when your Mom’s home,” he said once he’d caught his breath. “You’re a good little fuck.”

“You don’t have to miss it,” I said. “I’ll fuck you anytime, anywhere. You just come to take it whenever you want it.”

“Mmm, damn right,” he growled. “You’re my little slut, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I agreed. “Any time you want it, you just fucking

take it!”

“I’ll do that,” he said, smiling eagerly.

“My body is yours, Daddy,” I said. “Do anything you want with it.”

“Anything?”

“Yes, Daddy. Anything.”

He twisted his mouth into a wry grin and began to think of all the possibilities.