100 Ways To Pleasure A Little Muse

Chapter 7

CHAPTER 7

MELISSA’S POV

My throat bobbed as my eyes dropped down to Daddy’s huge c**k once again. I felt excitement slowly replacing the fear and shock in me and my hands reached for his c**k.

I felt Daddy tensed beneath me, probably holding his breath, while waiting to see what his little princess could do with his c**k.

His c**k grew bigger and bigger in my hold, yet, I wasn’t letting it stop me as I began to stroke it slowly.

At first, it was awkward, considering it was my first time and I haven’t given a hand-job before. I was nothing short of a novice, but that didn’t discourage me, instead, it made me do better.

After a while of stroking from the base to his shaft, I finally got the rhythm and didn’t stop.

“Hmmm….” Daddy exhaled, his eyes shut as he let me take care of his c**k. I could tell he was certainly pleased—that made me happy.

Five minutes had gone by and my hands began to hurt from stroking Daddy’s c**k, so I positioned myself in betweenhis thighs in a way that’d be comfortable to put his c**k in my mouth.

Just when Bryan thought I was done pleasuring him with the handjob, I sat on his thighs, my mouth dropping to his erected c**k.

My mouth covered his c**k—though I could only take half of him until it hit me hard in the back of my throat and I choked.

I gagged on his monster c**k which never stopped growing inside my mouth.

“Start from licking from the base to the shaft, Princess. Only experts can take my c**k head on.” Daddy chuckled, rubbing my hair.

This time, I just did as I was told. I took out his c**k, swallowed a few times to regain my breath and began to lick from the base down to his shaft.

It went on for a while, until I was sure I could take on his c**k, which I did by sucking it inch by inch.

Though I still wasn’t able to reach half his c**k until I almost choked on it, yet, it was a success.

While my mouth slurped on his c**k like some lollipop, my hands stroked the remaining length my mouth couldn’t cover.

“f**k….” Bryan hissed, pleasure hitting him square hard. “Princess, why are you this good? You’re too good for a novice.” He grunted, his hands reaching for my hair, pushing it down on his c**k for more pleasure.

Despite the fact that I was losing my breath and my eyes were almost watering, I let him do whatever he wanted.

“Yes, suck it like your life depends on it. f**k….” He pushed my head hard against his c**k until I was sure I was going to pass out, but then, he released his hold on my head afterwards and I was able to breathe again.

After five minutes of pleasure, Daddy’s body went rigid and his eyes tightly shut. His body was so tense I thought he was about to convulse, then, all of a sudden, a salty, sticky liquid shot through his c**k and into my mouth.

I was forced to swallow every drop of it, because if I didn’t, I wouldn’t be able to catch my next breath as Daddy’s c**k was still deep in my throat.

After releasing every drop of c*m down my throat, his body calmed and his clouded, desire-filled eyes shot open, staring at me with a newfound look—one that was never directed at my Mom before.

“How did I do?” I asked, a smile on my face as I dropped down his thighs onto the bed. “Daddy…I…” before the words could leave my mouth, Bryan grabbed me by the throat, slamming his lips on mine in a rough kiss, stealing my next breath away like he owned it.

I could barely meet his pace, so I just slowed down, letting him eat my lips up. He grabbed me by the arms and threw me on his side of the bed with him above me.

Without any warning or whatsoever, he tore my pajama shirt and buttons went flying around, eliciting a gasp from me and my eyes snapped open. “But Daddy, this is my favorite pajamas.” I whined, amidst pleasure.

“I can get you ten. Twenty even.” He groaned into my mouth and I smiled.

Next up was my pajamas' short—One I was dying he got rid of.

The second my shorts went off, the cold air hit my bare p***y, making me shiver.

Here I was—naked as the day I was born in front of my step-daddy, whose eyes were clouded with so much desire, it made my stomach dance in excitement.

“Look at you, all hard and wet for me.” He broke the kiss, staring at my n*****s, which were so hard as a rock. They ached to be touched and the second Daddy’s lips covered one of them, I exhaled slowly, pleasure hitting me hard on the face.

I’ve never had my n*****s sucked before now, but to say the least, it came with so much pleasure, I could barely breath from the stimulation.

While his mouth sucked on my left n****e, his hand busied itself with my right one. Teasing, circling, and thumb flicking so much it sent shivers down my spine.

Then his mouth left my n*****s, dropping kisses down my stomach until he got to my private area.

Without so much foreplay or teasing, he threw my legs above his shoulders and buried his face deep inside my p***y.

Moans after moans followed suit.

“Lower it or risk us getting caught.” Bryan said in between eating me up. I nodded shyly and grabbed the pillow to muffle my moans.

By the time he was done eating me up, I thought he would fall beside me on the bed and go to sleep—As though he didn’t want to cross the line between pleasure and s*x, but to my greatest surprise, he grabbed his erected c**k and positioned it at my entrance.

My eyes widened in excitement and shock. “What are you doing?” I asked and he paused, staring up at me.

“What you’ve always wanted. A birthday fuck.” He replied and without warning, he thrusted into my p***y and I gasped, pain clouding my vision.

“It hurts…..” I muttered, tears welling up in my eyes, as my hand reached for his arms and my fingers dug into his flesh.

“It was supposed to hurt, considering you’re a virgin.” He replied and pulled out.

I exhaled thinking he’d give me some time to adjust, but then, he slammed into me again and I screamed into the pillow, biting down on the material.

“After pain comes pleasure.” He assured, rubbing my arm in a soothing way with his free hand. “This would be the best s*x of your life, Princess. Trust me.”

THRUST.

After something broke in me and liquid trickled down my thighs, every other thrust turned into pleasure and less pain.

Soon, the pain was gone and was replaced with pleasure.

Bryan made sure he explored every s*x position he knew and I could say it was hands down the best s*x of my life.

For the life of me, I didn’t want it to end.

Thirty minutes passed and Daddy's body stiffened with a grunt. “I want to come.” He muttered.

“Come inside me.” I was excited to know what it felt to have my step-daddy’s c*m buried deep inside my p***y.

But then, Bryan’s eyes pulled open and he shook his head in disagreement. “I can’t. You’re not on birth control.”

He groaned as he pulled out his c**k and spilled his c*m on my lower belly in a degrading way, one would think I was a w***e.

But then, why did it excite me?

Why did letting my step-daddy spill his c*m all over my lower belly excite me?