Fight Dirty, Daddy

Another time, sweet slut

CHAPTER THREE

Jasmine

Twenty minutes ago, I was a virgin. Now I was getting railed into oblivion by my mother's husband.

His hand was still over my mouth, which was the only reason the sounds I made hadn't gotten us both thrown out of the room. Every thrust punched a shriek out of my lips that was muffled against his palm; my lips were wet against his skin.

The headboard hit the wall again and again. I was drenched. So embarrassingly drenched, my arousal coated his c**k, making every stroke obscenely slick and loud. My p***y walls gripped him tightly, clinging to his shaft every time he tried to pull out, trying to drag him back in. His c**k dragged back and slammed in while I sobbed into his hand.

I was being f****d senseless by my stepdaddy, and I was about to c*m! My p***y was so full!

He went harder. His pounding strokes rattled my teeth, his hips snapping forward. My walls stretched tight around him, gripping every thick inch on every stroke. The coiling pleasure in my lower belly was getting unbearable now, pulling tighter and tighter.

Don't you dare c*m, Jasmine. Don't c*m for this jackass, this arrogant, brutal asshole.

He cursed, his c**k swelling thicker inside me, and the sensation of that, feeling him swell, shattered every last thought I had.

He's going to c*m. He's going to c*m inside me!

His hips drove forward once, twice, and the third time he cursed, his entire body going rigid. His palm fell away from my mouth, and the first rope of hot, piping c*m hit my walls.

Fuck me!

The rest of his c*m flooded my p***y in thick pulses, each one deeper than the last. I felt every single one, his d**k throbbing inside me, my walls clenching greedily around him, milking him.

Oh my god, my stepfather's c*m was pooling in my p***y. He's filling me up. My stepfather is pumping his c*m into my cunt and I-

"Oh god!" I screeched as my orgasm slammed into me,

My whole body seized. My p***y clenched around him so hard he grunted. My back arched clean off the mattress, a moan ripping out of me. Wave after wave, my walls spasming around his c**k, milking every last pulse of his c*m, my thighs shaking, toes curling, vision going completely white.

I was cumming on my stepfather's c**k. My p***y was full of his c*m and spasming around his d**k like the most shameless slut. The orgasm tore through me in long shuddering waves, pouring harder at the feel of his hot, creamy jizz coating my walls.

He pulled out, and I whimpered at the sudden loss. His c**k, still half hard and dripping, dragged up my inner thigh and then pressed against my stomach, leaving trails of white on it. He rolled his hips slowly, smearing the mix of his c*m and my p***y juices across my skin, painting me with the mess we made like the filthy bastard he was.

He froze, and I watched his eyes drop between my thighs.

"What?" He rumbled, eyeing the blood between my thighs. My cheeks heated up in shame, so now he has just realized what he did? "What is a virgin doing in a place like this?"

Trying to find proof that you're cheating on my mother. f**k you, Slav! Oh s**t, I literally just did.

I gritted my teeth, biting back the words. If I spoke too much, he would recognize my voice, and no way in hell I want him to know the person he just f****d was me.

"If you wanted a good f**k, you came to the right place, Devushka." He chuckled.

Yeah, the right place for a sinner like you! I pressed my lips together, avoiding his intense green eyes. He got off me, his massive body moving across the room. I heard water running and realized there was a bathroom attached to the room. Then he came back with a warm, wet cloth.

I tensed. I didn't want him to touch me again. He didn't have to pretend he was some nice, loving angel after he just brutally f****d me!

Not like you were complaining, A voice in my head said snidely, and I had never wanted to smack a voice so hard before.

He pressed the cloth between my thighs gently, and my teeth dug into my bottom lip.

I forgot how to move... Or breathe. I just stared at the ceiling, trying not to think about the fact that those were The Viking's hands between my legs, wiping my thighs clean. The cloth moved higher over my p***y. A little whimper left my lips, my breath caught when he dropped the cloth, and his fingers replaced it.

Two of his thick, grubby fingers slid through my folds. I moaned, clamping a hand over my mouth. "Da, you're still wet for me."

My hips rolled forward into his hand before I could stop them. His fingers pushed in, and my whole body arched.

Oh God!

They were long and thick, nothing like the c**k I had just taken, but after the stretch of his cruel d**k, even this felt like a lot. My walls gripped them immediately, pulling him deeper, and I grabbed the sheets on both sides of me to hold on.

"That's it, suka, show me that sweet cunt, I'll make it good," he murmured.

His thumb found my c**t, and I lost my mind again. His fingers were going to kill me. His thumb circled my c**t in devastating strokes, pressed harder, and my back came off the mattress.

I was going to c*m again! I thought with horror as pleasure surged through my body. The orgasm was right there, coiling so tight I could feel it behind my eyes when four knocks came at the door.

Slav's fingers stopped, and he pulled them free. I gave a little whine. My p***y clenched desperately, hot slick juices pooling out of it.

Come on, I was so close.

He rose then, wiped his hand on the wet cloth he had abandoned, and reached for his robe.

I gaped up at him, panting and breathing heavily as he slid on the fugly red robe. He paused at the side of the bed and looked down at me with those green eyes, through his black mask, moving over my wrecked and thoroughly ruined cunt.

My heart slammed against my chest. Did he recognize me? Oh s**t, I hoped not. I didn't need to give him another thing to hold above my head like the sword of Damocles. I tried to scramble up but a my p***y and thighs ached as I moved.

I was so sore, no thanks to the brute looming above me.

"Another time, sweet slut," he rasped, then stomped out of the room, leaving me in shock and awe.

That was it? He just ripped my virginity from me and all I got was Another time?

There could never be a next time. My hands shook as I sat up, glaring at the door, fear, guilt, and hot slick desire pooling through me.

What the hell did I just do?!

Russian words explained

Da- Yes

Devushka- girl/young lady

Suka- Bitch