You are the Boss, Daddy

Three

03: Wet and Loud

"W-what?" Marlene's squeaky voice managed as she did her best to avert his gaze again. She had heard him loud and clear. It was herself that she was trying to convince. Did he actually mean it, because it he rejected her this time, it would be a sting far more painful than when she had two bee stings on her face as a preteen.

"Look at me when I am talking to you." he commanded and she had to oblige. Her hands reached behind her to ground herself, for her knees had gone weak and it felt like she could fall at my given moment.

The floor was slippery too, but nothing compared to the situation between her thighs.

Michael could feel her small frame trembling in front of him. Her pupils were dilated and her thighs were clenched together. The sight of her made him want to shove all his girth and inches into her in one massive stroke, not allowing her any chance to adjust before he pounds her and fills her up.

That would teach her a lesson for being such a tease.

But, in his eye, in front of him stood a gem, his favourite one. He would trade all his possessions and start over if that is what it took to have her, so naturally, he wanted to savour her and make sure she never forgets him. If anything, she should forget her own name before she forgets this night.

"Don't be gentle then." Marlene could not believe herself, she had actually done it. Suddenly, she felt more brave. His hard c**k was poking her so hard that at some point it clicked, she was behind all of this. He could not even step into the shower without her king himself off because of her, he had those predator eyes right now because it was her he wished to devour, and man did she want to be devoured.

He wanted him to f**k her so hard and so much that his entire body would shut down once he was done with her. She did not want to be able to walk tomorrow.

Fuck work, f**k everything. This was far better than the vibrator appointment she was speeding through red lights for.

Without warning, his hand curled around her neck and he propelled her forward to meet his lips and quickly, he was taking out all his s****l tension into that kiss. His tongue danced with hers, exploring all corners of her mouth as he tasted her. How sweet she tasted.

He could not get enough. Marlene immediately began moaning into the kiss when his hips began to rock into her. He was f*****g her thighs and his heavy breathing only drove her more insane. She was nearly gasping for air, his hand was pressing her throat hard, she could barely kiss him back anymore. But she loved it. The only thing she needed was him, his thick, hard c**k and to finally feel him inside her. Who cares if she couldn't breath right now?

His hands travelled down her body, allowing her to catch her breath as he cupped both her butt cheeks and slapped them hard, then again, and again, each time, her moan getting louder.

He wanted to keep going till he felt her skin going hot, and so he did, without every breaking their kiss. Marlene was now clutching his back, her nails digging into his skin as she cried out.

Then, he lifted her up, wrapping her legs around his waist before reaching her her bra and undoing it hastily before tossing it on the wet ground too.

"After this, your p***y belongs to me sweetheart, goy it?" He whispered into her ear as his finger played with her clit.

She could only nod along as she vigorously moved her wait, desperate for him to go faster.

"Say it. It belongs to me." He demanded and she only kept moaning, rocking herself up and down to keep the friction going. It felt beyond amazing to finally get her release. Her clit was engorged and throbbing hard, but she could feel her orgasm coming, she could not stop now.

But he did. His hand retreated from between her thighs and he pushed her into the wall before looking her in the eyes. He held the base of d**k and only let it slide once along her pounding, wet cunt before pushing himself into her. Just the first inch made her gasp and scratch his back.

"Michael!" She exclaimed. She had imagined that it might hurt, because he was quite big and it had been a while she she had anything of decent size inside her.

Correction....she had never had anything decently sized in her v****a so it was a first. He stretched her, each inch making her cry out and pull and tug at him somehow.

"Michael!" Was all she could manage and he was not even fully inside her yet.

It felt, amazing. She was being stretched beyond what she perceived was possible for her. She could barely handle it, but she wanted him to keep going. She was feeling sensations in different spots she did not even know could experience pleasure.

"Say it, Marlene. Your p***y belongs to me!" He pushed all of himself inside her, making her whimper and hold onto him with all her strength.

"It- it belongs..." She had to catch her breath as her walls adjusted to his size.

How could something hurt so good? Her face was contorted into the ungliest expression ever, but deep down she was smiling, grinning hard.

Without warning, he pulled himself out of her till only the tip remained in and he thrusted all the way in again, making her whimper again.

"Oh, it's yours! My p***y belongs to you, Michael! It belongs to you Daddy!" She couldn't even hear herself anymore once he started pounding her hard, the sound of their wet bodies slapping together filling up the entire bathroom.

She was loud and he loved it. Her moans were filling up his ears and her hands squeezing his flesh made him want to erupt and full her up already. But he had every intention of savouring the moment, and that meant he was going to exhaust both himself and her tonight.

Her face was even more beautiful when she was in complete ecstasy. He felt her p***y tightening around him as her body tensed.

"Michael!" She breathed out, her fingers combing through his black hair.

"f**k! Why do you have to feel so good?" He asked between gritted teeth and he pounded her even faster. He could feel how wet she was getting, she was an entire pool down there and his d**k would be happy to live inside her forever.

"Michael, I can't! I... I can't anymore!" She released one loud moan and squeezed her eyes s**t, her head shooting back as all her tensed muscles relaxed all at once and her walls squeezed his c**k. He breathed rapid, shallow breaths as he fought to keep his c*m inside him. She was surely milking him, yet he couldn't give out. He could feel every single pulsating movement, each contraction and relaxion of her convulsing, moist walls. Her p***y was locking him down and with every attempt to pull out, she stopped him, wrapping her thighs more tightly around his waist and pleading.

"Don't stop! Don't stop!" He didn't stop. Watching her face was the greatest motivation to keep going even if it felt like he was going to explode.

Marlene could feel how sensitive she was getting, especially her clit, which he kept massaging between his fingers as he f****d her, but she could not let it end. She dragged out her orgasm until she was screaming and her entire body was convulsing hard.

"Okay, stop, please ! It feels too good." She begged but to her surprise, he only pulled out for a second before spinning her around. He slapped her flushed ass once and thrusted into her again.

"I can only stop once I am done with you." He said it and he meant it. Because he kept going, slapping her ass hard every time he thrusted.

His hand reached for her neck, wrapping around it before he forced her to incline her body towards him, then he tugged at her hair and gnawed at it before driving her face into the wall. Her lips were pushed forward and her features all messed up, but she had never looked more gorgeous.

He loved this, seeing how helpless she was from all the pleasure. Her hands were trying to claw at the walls but the slippery marble tiles would not let her, so her hands moved around desperately, as she began to gasp for air.

His favorite sound of the night.

Soon, he felt her walls tightening around him again and he reached between her thighs and began playing with her swollen clit. She moaned his name and began f*****g him back before her walls squeezed him hard again. Her second orgasm already.

He pulled himself out and watched as all her wetness slowly dripped from her. He could not let her get away without getting a taste. His mouth salivated and he growled lowly as his meat pulsed at the sight, threatening to cover her ass with c*m.

He squeezed her ass and realeased some of his s****l frustration before sliding his fingers along her slit.

"Stop! Oh god!" Marlene grabbed his forearm and supported her weak body before turning around.

"I can't take any more, please!" She pleaded, tears nearly pooling in her eyes as she waited for her orgasm to fizzle out. It was the strongest she had felt. Each time he thrusted into her, it felt like she would explode. Essentially, she was already having subtle orgasms before the main event, and it left her weak. How could he expect her to take more?

"I can't, please !" She panted and hoped he would let her take a break, but little did she know, she couldn't have turned him on more. His balls tightened and his Adam's apple moved swiftly along his throat as he swallowed hard.

That's exactly what he wanted to hear, he wanted to see her unable to take more, but still, he wouldn't stop till his d**k memorised each curve, crevice and different textures of her warm cunt.

"I also can't, Sweetheart. I can't let you go till I get enough." Without waiting for her to respond, he grabbed her and their bodies crashed into each other.

She had heard him loud and clear, and it was very obvious from looking at how hard he still was, that she was doomed. How had two orgasms killed her so much when she had made herself c*m four times in a row sometimes just to fall asleep?

But the ones he gave her were nothing like what she was used to. She might as well have been having quarter orgasms at this point.

Her chest heaved and fell and finally, her head shot back when he slid a finger inside her moist, sore and throbbing p***y. Yes, as sore as she was, it still felt good and she still wanted more.

He only traced along her g spot, pulling out when her lips began to part and her breathing she change.

She could have whimpered and complained right then and there if his fingers didn't immediately make it to his mouth after he lathered them up with her juices.

He licked them clean and she watched without blinking. He looked even hotter with her wetness smeared all over his lips and chin.

"f**k, you taste so good!" He went back for seconds, gliding his fingers between her slit and fingering her with three of his fingers before he licked them clean again.

How did she actually taste so good.

One taste and he was easily addicted. He needed more and tasting her off his fingers was not sufficing any longer. He wanted to breath her scent in and be buried between her thighs as he devoured her.

So he did, he got on his knees and quickly parted her legs, nearly making her fall before he caught her and squeezed her ass hard.

He shoved her cunt into his face, his tongue dancing along her clit and taking turns to slurp what he can every time her sweet juice oozed out of her. He cupped her breast and played with her n*****s, his manhood throbbing as she squeezed his head with her thighs.

"f**k, It's really yours! This p***y really belongs to you!" She screamed out as she dug her fingers into his hair then into her own hair. She was losing it, she didn't even know what to do anymore.

Her thighs began trembling and her ass cheeks were clenched hard as she rode his face, rocking her hips to further heighten the sensation.

"I'm... I'm going to c*m again, Oh, I'm going to c*m again, Michael!" She gasped for air and was ready to cover his face with more of her arousal fluid before he stopped. Her clit throbbed so hard when he stopped that her eyes parted and she looks at him.

He was still on his knees, staring at how beautiful her cunt was, just as beautiful as it tasted delectable. He enjoyed the sight of her swollen, dancing clit, but he was back on his feet soon.

He lifted her off the floor once again before entering her again and mercilessly pounding into her.

This time around, he was doing it for himself, for his own sweet torture.

He f****d her, her hair caught in his hand again as he pulled her head back and forced her to look into his eyes.

"don't you dare close your eyes!"He warned when she began to give him those sleepy looking eyes of pleasure. She nodded her head eagerly, her walls convulsing again before he thrusted one more time and his warm c*m filled up her p***y.

She couldn't help but gasp as she felt it all, there was plenty of it too. He continued to thrust into her, cusses escaping his mouth as he growled lowly. Once he was done, he pulled out and planted one soft kiss on her moist lips. They were both panting and trying to catch their breath.

He kisses her one more time, this time more eargerly and she could taste and smell herself on him.