Daddy Did It First

Chapter Three

Hardly had they gotten into the hotel room when they started tearing at each other's clothes. In no time, Joe had flung her clothes all over the bed and stripped her down to her bare skin. He paused then and with his eyes, he feasted on her body. He fetched her full breasts and had them sit on his hands before taking her pink n*****s with his mouth, one at a time.

He then proceeded to carefully lead her to the bed.

He kissed her from her head down to her stomach where he paused and gently ran his fingers through her v****a. Again and again.

And then his warm lips rested on it. She liked it!

He raised his head to look at her then, his facial expressions unreadable as it silhouetted across hers.

"Are you sure about this?", he asked, before planting a kiss on her right n****e.

She looked up at the strange stranger before her, and slowly nodded in the affirmative, permitting him to explore all of her. And he did just that. She loved it!

She wondered if he could hear her heart pounding as loudly as she could feel it pounding. The feeling became instantly forgotten when his tongue hit her v****a.

The willingness and ability to object completely eluded her as she senselessly surrendered herself.

She felt his hands outside her v****a and then his finger inside it. He dug it into her swiftly and there was only but a sting. With one finger, he f****d her, gently at first and gradually increased the pace. Before long, two of his fingers had conveniently fit into her tight p***y, with his entire hand filled with her natural lubricant.

He ran his nose along her p***y and breathed in her feminine hygiene. Then he took her c**t in his mouth, sucked on it the first time. He released it from his mouth and did it again.

She arched her back in response, her eyes rolling all the way back as she savored the immense s****l pleasure it brought her.

She was loving every bit of the foreign exercise.

She let out a shrill cry of ecstasy when he ran his tongue through her c******s and then began licking it as though he meant to wipe it clean of something.

He gingerly teased her c**t with his tongue, with his two fingers still f*****g all of her insides, and this completely shot her to cloud nine.

Her screams and moans resonated through the walls of the room.

"Oh f**k!!! Don't sto...p. Argh," she cried while holding his head against her p***y.

He sucked her p***y with renewed strength while fingering her even faster, as he sensed she was reaching her climax.

And then without warning, he dug his c**k into her, penetrating fully.

Allison's shrill cry pierced into the night. She tried to push him away as a reverberating dose of maddening pain coursed through her entire body.

Joe shoved his c**k deeper into her the more she tried to push him away.

"Shh. Shhh. It's all pleasure from here on", he breathed into her ears.

And almost immediately began to strike her as the professional that he was.

"Damn! You're so f*****g tight!", he commented, whining his waist to give her premium pleasure while also feeling every section hidden in her p***y, making him nearly go crazy.

"Sweet lord! You're so damn sweet!"

As the stroking advanced, the pain Allison felt was soon accompanied by pleasure.

At times when the young man pulled out his c**k, she quickly reached for it to put it back in, earning a few satisfactory kisses from him.

His grunting repeatedly rang in the room as he thrust her even faster, making her scream, whilst surrendering to men's nature and streaming his seed into her.

"There goes my virginity", Allison thought before drifting into a very sound sleep.

When she woke up naked next to him in the morning, she was filled with embarrassment. She finally recognized him to be the driver from the previous night. She frowned, wondering why he came back for her after dropping her off at the club. Was it his plan to take advantage of her situation and snatch her virginity?

And then before long, her frown turned into admiration as she admired his physical blessings. It didn't feel so bad to be deflowered by a man so handsome.

He was strikingly good-looking, like a Greek god.

His shut eyelids had full hairs that screamed partiality; a man shouldn't be so bestowed with lashes that women buy with money. Her eyes darted to his protruding manhood, she recalled how hard it had banged her the previous night. She could feel her sore v****a swelling again, longing for it regardless. His bare buttocks had visible imprints on them, reminding her of more vivid details from last night- imprints she had made with her fingers when he thrust his full length into her. She looked on at his smooth silk lips, wanting to taste them again. Those lips worked wonders, both on her lips and p***y.

She wanted to do this with him again and again.

She cursed under her breath as she tried to snap out of it and call herself to order. She hurriedly got into her clothes. She was, however, embarrassed even more by them. Her top had now taken the form of a shirt as it had been ripped from the middle down. She recalled how they had hungrily tore at each other's clothes in the process of cracking her open. Her face turned pink at the recollection.

She begged for forgiveness under her breath as she grabbed his coat to cover herself up for more decency. She would die before she went out in such skimpy outfits in broad daylight.

Right at the door, she turned to take a final look at the stranger from last night. He was lying on his chest, his right arm, under which she had stealthily crawled out, still fully outstretched. He was muscular in the right places. She scrutinized his face to the fullest, finding it almost impossible to take her gaze off him. He was a work of art, so beautiful to behold. She was salivating as she stared at him with so much passion, hating to blink.

Until his eyes flew open and caught her staring.