Daddy’s Forbidden Fantasy (An Erotic Romance Series)

Chapter 13

Sasha

My eyes closed and my chin lifted as I mewled to the heavens. Oh god, his pole was so thick and massive, stretching my insides, filling me to the brim.

Oh god, oh god, how would I accommodate him all? Even now, my little body struggled, vaginal chamber resisting, the pink walls pulsing wetly, almost pushing him out.

But Fred couldn’t be denied. His hands gripped my hips harder, and he rasped.

“Push yourself backwards honey. Let me see that virgin p***y eat dick.”

My eyes flew open. What in the world? Was I supposed to do the work?

But Fred grunted again.

“Yeah, baby,” he ground out, that voice low, hard c**k halfway embedded.

“I need to see you eat it, I need to see that delectable p***y swallow me because we’re already there,” he said, nudging his hips forward a little, bumping against my barrier.

“Feel it? We’re there, honey, we’re there.”

And suddenly I realized what was happening. Fred had bumped his glans against my hymen, the proof of my virginity. He had his d**k halfway up my cunt, and wanted me to take us the rest of the way. He wanted to see a sweet, innocent virgin impale herself, bearing down on that rock-hard pole, transformed into a hungry slut.

And with a cry and a thrust of my hips, I did it. I am that slut, I’m a w***e hungry for Daddy’s fat d**k. Gripping the bedpost tight and taking a deep breath, I shoved my hips back, accepting him all.

“Ohhh!” came my scream. “Oh god!”

Because it f*****g hurt. It stung, my hymen gone forever, the little tissue torn into pieces. And the alpha panted behind me, muscles straining, every ounce of that big form concentrated on where our bodies met.

“That’s right,” he rumbled harshly, forcing himself to hold still.

“That’s right, baby’s riding Daddy’s c**k now.”

Because I’d done it. I wanted Fred so badly, I wanted to feel him all the way in me so much that I’d summoned every ounce of courage and shoved myself down all the way, busting through my virginity. And now that he was in, I cried out, squirming and stuck on a huge, pulsing rod.

“Unnnh, Daddy!” I squealed. “It hurts, it hurts!”

Fred’s big hand ran down my back, stopping to squeeze a curvy butt cheek.

“Shhh baby,” he rasped. “I promise it’ll go away sweet thing, I promise, just give it a minute.”

I squirmed again. If it’d been possible, I would have bucked him right off and gotten free. But it was futile because my hands were tied to the bedpost, with a huge shaft stuck inside. I was a prisoner, and there was no place to go except here. So I crouched on the bed, nude and perfectly still, p***y slobbering wetly.

“Ohhh Daddy,” I moaned again, tossing my brown curls. “Oh god.”

And with that, Fred withdrew a little. The rub was incredible, the feel of that giant d**k retreating and I mewled reflexively, hips wiggling.

“Oh yeah, you want it, don’t you?” he rasped behind me. “Baby wants Daddy’s c**k buried in her cunt.”

And with that, he slid in all the way again, deeply and fully. Moaning heavily, my head dropped between my shoulders, boobies swinging. Because

I’ve never felt so possessed. I’ve never felt so owned, like I was a man’s property, his and his alone.

And Fred was on the same wavelength because he ground out in my ear, “That’s right, sweet thing. Your p***y is gonna be curved to Daddy’s d**k now. Your p***y’s gonna be shaped like Daddy's hard c**k, I own this dirty snatch now.”

And the nasty words threw me over the edge. I’m a virgin and this was all new, exhilarating and so f*****g nasty. The excitement of being with the billionaire, of having Fred in me, teaching me everything, forced me to a new level. My p***y clamped down once, twice, hard, and then exploded in a shower of sparks.

“Daddy!” I screamed, my little body quivering, pinkness spasming uncontrollably.

“Daddy!”

And Fred lost it as well. With a roar, and then a push of his hips, it happened. His d**k erupted in me, bathing my interior channel with hot, bubbly seed and I screamed again, the sensation so good.

“Oh god!” I cried out, profile lifted to the heavens. “Yes!”

Fred grunted rhythmically, lash after lash of semen erupting like a volcano, spraying my fertile insides with virile jism.

“f**k!” was his roar. “f**k f**k f**k!”

I would have collapsed, had it not been for my hands tied to the bedpost and that hot d**k stuffed in my cunt. They were like anchors on either end, keeping me immobile, letting me do nothing but feel as if I was f****d within an inch of my life.

“s**t!” came Fred’s curse again. “Awwww s**t!”

And I knew what he was referring to. Because there was so much p***y cream, so much virile sperm that it mixed and dripped out from between us, leaking down my ass and thigh.

“Mmmm,” I moaned, dropping my head, boobs dragging on the coverlet. “Mmmm.”

Fred held still in me then, d**k still pumping the last remnants of seed into my insides.

“f**k baby girl,” he rasped, big chest still heaving. “f**k f**k f**k that was amazing.”

My chest puffed out in pride, the praise like warm honey coating my soul.

“Really?” I whispered, looking at him over my shoulder. “Really?”

But Fred didn’t answer. Instead, he reached down, swiping at the fluids coating his d**k.

“See this?” he asked roughly, seizing my eyes with his own. “See this baby girl?”

I gasped. The mix was white and gooey, like superglue.

“This is all you, honey. All you and me and it tastes f*****g good,” he grunted, before reaching forward and pushing his fingers into my mouth. My eyes opened wide with shock, but then my lips closed around those digits, hungry and seeking. Because this was right. I had the billionaire’s c**k deep in my puss while he fed me a mix of fresh female juice and sperm. It was disgusting, dirty, and nasty, but oh so right because I was with Fred Hamburg, my teacher, my boss, the CEO … and I never wanted it to end.