His Nasty Little Pussy

Daddy’s cock slams into me, and I grunt, throwing my hand over my mouth. Daddy’s fingers grab my hips again, using his strength to steady me as his cock resides snugly inside me.

Not far outside the door. “Have you seen Joe? We’re trying to find him to give him a toast.”

“No, sorry,” a voice says.

“If you see him, let him know we’re waiting downstairs.”

“Yeah, I’ll check around here.”

When they stop talking, a shadow passes by the door, and Daddy’s VP calls out again.

It’s like Daddy finds it exciting that his employee is right outside, and slowly he starts to pull out of me again. I turn back to him and shake my head, but he only smiles, bites his lip, and thrusts his cock back into my pussy.

I clasp my hand around my mouth, stifling the automatic moan he induces. Seeing that I’m controlling my voice, Daddy’s hips pick up again, sliding his dick into my soaking cunt.

Daddy’s motions are even more controlled, shorter, and more intense, but he’s still somehow able to feed me his entire shaft with tiny, concussive bursts.

I moan into my hand, the blaze in me building up again through the fear of being found. No, no, because of the fear of being found. Daddy doesn’t care. He doesn’t care if he fucks me just inches away from people looking for him. They call out to him from outside, but he ignores them, using my body roughly through the tumult of the party.

“Come here, come here,” Daddy says. He spins me around and pins me to the wall.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Having lost interest in making my cover-up quick, Daddy pulls my shorts and wet panties down to the floor.

“Daddy, what are you doing?” I whisper harshly, lust clogging my throat.

He grabs under my legs and lifts me, spreading me open as he draws

my legs to his sides. Resting me against the back wall, Daddy guides his cock into my upturned pussy, the new position sending agony through me.

He’s so deep, his cock filling me!

I have to throw one hand over Daddy’s shoulder and the other over my mouth, crying into my hand as Daddy fucks me up against the wall. His hands cup my ass as his cock propels me upward, driving me to fall back down on his dick, impaling me on his aggravated shaft. Daddy’s lust is too much, his power fucking me harder, his hips ramming into me at a frenzied pace. The fire shoots up my cunt, and all I see over Daddy’s shoulder is people passing by the closet.

They’re so close. At any moment, they could hear me, they could open the door, they could see me. They could see the ecstasy in my eyes as my father plastered my pussy against the wall.

I have to let go of his shoulder to cover my mouth with my other hand, supported only by Daddy’s hands and my back against the wall. I have to cover my mouth because the heat inside me finally becomes too much and the overwhelming pressure takes hold, launching violently through my body. I have heavy cries into my palms, my body shaking in

Daddy’s grip as he plows me even harder, reacting to his stepdaughter’s body breaking on his cock. His dick continues to slip into my cunt, my slickness sucking him in as my orgasm convulses my muscles, shaking my back against the wall as I forcefully bounce off.

Daddy knows he needs to go, he needs to finish. I’ve met my fate, so now he needs to meet his.

“Here we go, baby,” he whispers, bizarrely calm as he comes in public.

“Here we go. I’m gonna fill that pussy up. Are you ready? You ready for Daddy?”

I nod, keeping my hands clamped over my mouth.

He grunts several times, his body tensing up as he shoves his dick in as far as he can manage. His last grunt is met with a fierce thrust, propelling his cock deep into my cunt, where it fires a stream of hot jizz into my pussy. I moan in pleasure, Daddy’s warmth filling me as he spills his seed inside my broken frame, satisfying all our dirty desires. Pumps of semen flood me, and I twitch in glee at each shot, imagining Daddy’s brood impregnating me by the sheer force of his ejaculation.

Our breathing is reckless, almost as loud as my moaning, and it takes us both a moment to catch our composure. Daddy lowers me, helping me back into my shorts, tugging them into my slit as he gets them up to ensure all his leaking cum smears in my panties.

I love that part when he makes me bathe in him without cleaning me off.

Buttoning me up, he takes my hand in his. “You ready to get this party over with?”

I lick my lips, clearing away the dryness. “Yes, Daddy.”

He opens the door, the light of the party hitting me full-force. Someone passing by-someone from the new company-looks at us with a quizzical glance. He keeps on walking, clearly confused at seeing us emerge from the closet.

I don’t think he can even wrap his around what he might have just seen. I don’t think anyone would expect to see a man holding his stepdaughter’s hand, and her face aglow in orgasm.

Connecting those two ideas is just impossible for some people.