THE S£X CHRONICLES — 100 WAYS TO SIN

SUMMER HEAT WITH DADDY 6

LANA

The words came out of me all shaky and needy, my voice still hoarse from screaming on his desk. My body was trembling, p***y still pulsing from the last orgasm, but the ache inside me only got worse. I knew this was wrong. I knew Mom was at work and could come home any second. But right then all I could think about was how empty I felt without him inside me.

Dominic chuckled, low and dark, like he already knew exactly how desperate I was. “Greedy like your mum, huh?” He sat back down in his big office chair, legs spread wide, and pulled his shirt off over his head. His c**k was rock hard, thick and heavy, pushing against the front of his grey shorts. He shoved the shorts down his thighs and let it spring free. It slapped against his stomach, veiny, the head already shiny with precum.

“Come choke on this c**k,” he ordered, his voice was rough and calm at the same time.

I slid off the desk onto my knees without thinking. My legs felt weak but I crawled between his thighs anyway. Up close his c**k looked even bigger. I wrapped my hand around the base, my fingers barely met and leaned in. I licked the head first, slow and wet, tasting the salty precum on my tongue. Then I opened my mouth wide and sucked him in like a lollipop, my lips stretching around the thick head.

Dominic groaned and grabbed a fistful of my hair. “That’s it. Suck Daddy’s c**k like you mean it, Lana.”

I bobbed my head, taking him deeper each time, saliva already dripping down my chin and onto his balls. He was so thick my jaw started to ache, but I kept going, sucking harder, tongue swirling around the underside. When I tried to take more he pushed my head down and I gagged loud, throat squeezing tight around him. Tears stung my eyes but I didn’t pull away. I choked and drooled all over his c**k, the wet glucking sounds filling the whole study. My p***y was dripping down my thighs just from sucking him.

“f**k yes, choke on it,” he growled, hips lifting a little to push deeper. “Good little slut. Your throat feels better than your mom’s ever did.”

The words hit me like a slap, but instead of stopping me they made my c**t throb harder. This is so f****d up, I thought, but I can’t stop. I don’t want to stop. I moaned around his c**k and sucked faster, messy and desperate, spit running everywhere.

After a few minutes he pulled my head off with a wet pop. Strings of saliva connected my lips to his c**k. “Get up here and ride me.”

I climbed onto his lap, straddling him in the chair, my heavy t**s right in his face. He lined his fat c**k up with my soaked p***y and I sank down slowly. The stretch burned so good I cried out loud.

“Ahh f**k, Daddy…you’re so big.” Inch by inch he filled me until my ass was sitting on his thighs and he was buried to the hilt. I felt so full I could barely breathe.

“Take every inch,” he said, his hands gripping my ass hard. “That’s it. Sit on Daddy’s c**k like you own it.”

I started riding him, rolling my hips, sliding up and down his thick length. Every time I slammed down he hit so deep my eyes rolled back. My t**s bounced heavily right in front of his face and he sucked on them again, biting my n*****s while I f****d myself on him. The chair creaked loudly under us with every bounce.

“Oh my god….yes…right there ahh!” I moaned, riding him faster. My p***y was creaming all over his c**k, juices running down his balls and soaking the chair. I lost control, bouncing harder, screaming every time he bottomed out. “Daddy, f**k…your c**k feels so good!”

Dominic suddenly stood up, still buried deep inside me, and carried me across the room. He pinned me against the wall, my back to the cool surface, and started ramming into me hard. Deep, brutal strokes that made my whole body jolt with every thrust.

“Take this d**k, Lana,” he growled right in my ear. “Take every f*****g inch like the greedy girl you are.”

I screamed in pleasure. It was too much. Too deep. Too hard. “Daddy oh s**t…it’s too much…I can’t…” But my legs wrapped tighter around his waist anyway. My p***y clenched around him, gushing. I came again, hard, crying out as my walls spasmed and my juices ran down his thighs.

He didn’t slow down. He kept pounding me against the wall, grunting with every thrust, one hand on my throat and the other slapping my ass. Then he pulled out, spun me around, and bent me over the desk again. He slammed back in from behind, f*****g me even rougher. My t**s pressed against the wood, papers sticking to my sweaty skin. He wrapped one hand in my hair and pulled my head back.

“Again. c*m again on Daddy’s c**k. I want to feel this p***y milk me.”

I came a second time, then a third, moaning and crying, my voice getting hoarse. He flipped me onto my back on the desk, threw my legs over his shoulders and drilled me deep. My t**s bounced wildly with every thrust. I lost count after the fourth orgasm. My body kept shaking, p***y pulsing non-stop, juices everywhere on the desk and the floor. Why couldn’t my ex ever make me feel like this? I thought somewhere in the haze. I never knew I could c*m this many times. I never knew this summer would turn into… this.

He f****d me through every orgasm, switching positions again and again, me riding him reverse cowgirl in the chair, him taking me on the floor, then back against the wall. I was a moaning, screaming mess the whole time, begging him not to stop even when it started to hurt so good I could barely think.

Finally he pulled out, stroking his c**k fast. “On your knees.”

I slid off the desk and dropped down, legs too weak to stand. He groaned loud and came hard, thick ropes of hot c*m shooting across my t**s and face. Some landed on my tongue. I was covered in it, breathing like I’d run a marathon, body completely spent and trembling.

Dominic looked down at me on the floor, chest still heaving. “See, Lana? You’re not boring. You just needed the right man.”

I couldn’t even answer. My throat was raw, my legs wouldn’t work. He pulled his shorts back up, gave me one last look, and walked out of the study, leaving me there on the floor covered in his c*m and my own mess.

It took me almost fifteen minutes before I could move. I crawled on my hands and knees across the study, c*m dripping down my body with every movement. My p***y felt raw and used. My thighs were sticky. I dragged myself up the stairs one step at a time, gripping the railing so I wouldn’t fall. When I finally made it to my room I went straight into the bathroom and ran a hot bath.

I sat in the tub for a long time, scrubbing my skin until it was red, trying to wash away the guilt that came crashing back now that the pleasure was gone. Tears mixed with the bath water. Mom’s smile from this morning kept flashing in my head. The way she hugged me. The way she trusted both of us. I felt sick. I felt disgusted. But my body still tingled from everything Dominic had done to me.

Later that night, I was still in my room when I heard Mom’s car pull into the compound. The engine shut off. The car door closed.

Right then I made one decision that would change everything.