SINFUL ADDICTION: Short Dirty Stories

LET ME BE YOUR DADDY FOR TONIGHT 6

Chapter 6

Lily’s POV

“Get on your knees and take daddy’s d**k in your mouth!”

My eyes went wide and my p***y gave one hard throb at the command.

I was still dripping from the way he had just f****d me raw on the counter, my legs shaky, milk still leaking slow and warm from my n*****s down my t**s.

But the way he said it, that deep rough voice cutting through the steam, made something inside me clench so tight I almost moaned right there.

I slid off the counter, my bare feet hitting the wet tile. My knees folded under me before I could even think twice and I dropped down in front of him, water still running down my skin, my face now level with that thick c**k.

It looked even bigger up close, heavy and veined, the head shiny and flushed dark.

I had never done this before, I had never had a c**k in my mouth. My stomach flipped with nerves and pure filthy want at the same time.

“I… I’ve never sucked d**k before,” I whispered, my voice coming out small and breathy while I stared at it, watching it twitch right in front of my lips.

He let out that low chuckle again, the one that made my c**t pulse, and reached down to cup my chin, tilting my face up so I had to look at him.

His thumb brushed over my bottom lip, pressing it open just a little.

“That’s okay, baby girl. Daddy’s gonna teach you exactly how I like it. Open your mouth nice and wide for me first. Show me that pretty tongue.”

I did what he said, parting my lips and sticking my tongue out a little, feeling ridiculous and so turned on my thighs were already slick again.

He guided the head of his c**k to my mouth, rubbing it over my tongue slowly, letting me taste the salty pre-c*m mixed with my own wetness from earlier.

“Good girl. Now wrap those lips around it. No teeth. Just suck gently at first while I slide in.”

I closed my mouth around the thick head and sucked softly, my tongue moving awkward against the underside. He groaned deep in his chest and pushed forward, feeding me another inch.

The stretch in my jaw felt strange but the weight of him on my tongue made my empty p***y ache so bad I couldn’t stop myself.

My hand slipped between my legs without thinking and I started rubbing my swollen c**t in fast little circles, desperate for some relief while he filled my mouth.

“f**k, that’s it… suck a little harder now,” he muttered, his hand sliding into my wet hair, gripping just tight enough to hold me steady as he rocked his hips, pushing deeper until the head bumped the back of my throat and I gagged a little.

I kept rubbing my p***y faster, two fingers sliding over my c**t, my hips twitching every time he moved in my mouth. The sounds were so wet and dirty, my lips slurping around his shaft, spit already dripping down my chin.

He noticed right away, his eyes narrowed and he pulled his c**k out of my mouth with a wet pop, strings of spit connecting my lips to the shiny head.

“Don’t touch that p***y, didn’t I?” His voice was low and dangerous now, but there was heat in it too. “That cunt belongs to Daddy tonight. Put your hands off.”

I was too far gone to listen. My fingers kept moving, rubbing furiously, my whole body shaking as I looked up at him with watery eyes, lips swollen and shiny. “I can’t… it’s too empty… I need to c*m so bad…”

He yanked me up by my arm before I could finish the sentence, spinning me around and pushing me down onto the cold bathroom floor on all fours.

The tile was freezing against my knees and palms but I barely felt it.

He dropped down right behind me, his knees spreading my legs wider, and slammed his c**k back inside my p***y in one brutal thrust.

“Ahh—f**k!” I cried out, my back arching hard as he stretched me wide again, pounding into me so much rougher than before.

Every slap of his hips against my ass echoed loud in the bathroom.

“You don’t listen, huh?” he growled, one hand gripping my hip so tight I knew I’d have marks, the other reaching around to grab a handful of my leaking tit, squeezing hard. Milk sprayed out onto the floor with every rough thrust.

“I might be a gentleman, but I don’t like girls who disobey me. Now take this d**k like the disobedient girl you are tonight.”

He f****d me harder, deeper, the angle making his c**k hit that spot inside me over and over until I was sobbing with how good it felt.

My t**s swung heavy underneath me, milk dripping everywhere, my p***y creaming so much it was running down my thighs.

I pushed back into him desperately, my hand reaching behind me to grab his ass, pulling him even deeper.

“Harder, Daddy—please, f**k me harder, I can’t take it but I need more—” I begged, my voice breaking as tears started streaming down my cheeks from the overwhelming pleasure and the sting of how rough he was being.

He laughed low and dark, slamming into me so hard my knees slid on the wet floor.

“You’re crying already and you still want it rougher? Greedy little thing. You’ll c*m when I say you can c*m. Not before.”

I shook my head wildly, pushing back against him even as fresh tears rolled down my face.

“Please— I’m so close— let me c*m, Daddy, please I’m begging you—”

He ignored me completely, grabbing both my t**s from behind now, squeezing them together roughly while he kept pounding into me, his hips snapping fast and mean.

Milk kept squirting out in messy streams every time he thrust, splashing onto the tile and his hands.

My p***y clenched and fluttered around his thick c**k but he wouldn’t let me go over the edge, slowing down just enough whenever I got too close, driving me crazy.

“Please— I’m sorry I touched myself— I’ll be good— just let me c*m, I can’t hold it—” I sobbed, my whole body trembling, tears mixing with the water still dripping from my hair.

He leaned over me, his chest pressed to my back, and bit down lightly on my shoulder while he f****d me through another almost-orgasm.

“Not yet, baby girl. Beg prettier.”

I broke completely. “Daddy please— I need to c*m so f*****g bad— my p***y hurts from holding it— please let your little girl c*m on your c**k— I’ll do anything—”

Only then did he growl and start f*****g me with everything he had, his c**k driving in so deep and fast I screamed.

My orgasm crashed over me hard, my p***y gushing around him, walls pulsing and squeezing his d**k like it never wanted to let go.

I rubbed my c**t frantically with my fingers even as he railed me, making an even bigger mess, my c*m splashing against his lower stomach with every thrust.

He pulled out suddenly with a rough groan, flipping me onto my back on the cold floor.

His hand stroked his c**k fast and he aimed it at my stomach.

Thick ropes of hot c*m shot out across my upper belly and t**s in messy spurts, some landing on my still-leaking n*****s.

At the same time my own orgasm kept rolling through me, my fingers rubbing my swollen c**t until I was shaking and crying out, making an absolute filthy mess between my legs.

We both collapsed right there on the bathroom floor, breathing hard, bodies slick with sweat and water and c*m and milk.

My chest heaved, with my n*****s still tingling, p***y still twitching with aftershocks.

He lay half on top of me, one hand lazily cupping my breast, his thumb brushing over the messy n****e.

After a minute he kissed my lips slowly and deeply, tasting like me and him mixed together, then gave my n****e a firm little pinch that made me whimper into his mouth.

“I’ll take you home now, baby girl,” he murmured against my lips, voice still rough but softer. “We can’t have your mom worrying too much longer.”

I just nodded weakly, too f****d out and satisfied to say anything else, my body still humming from everything he had done to me.