Forbidden Daddy's Touch

Chapter 5 World Cup Temptation: Falling for Daddy

　　His words only made me stroke him faster. My hand was slick with his precum, sliding up and down his thick, veiny c**k with wet, obscene sounds. I could feel him throbbing wildly in my grip, getting even harder.

　　Johan suddenly grabbed my wrist, stopping me.

　　"Not yet," he growled, breathing heavily against my ear. "Daddy needs to be inside you, babygirl."

　　Before I could respond, he lifted me effortlessly, flipped me around so I was straddling him face-to-face, and yanked my soaked panties to the side. The fat, swollen head of his c**k pressed directly against my dripping entrance.

　　"Tell Daddy you want it," he demanded, voice dark and rough, eyes burning into mine.

　　"I… I want it, Daddy…" I whimpered, shame and lust twisting inside me. "Please… f**k me…"

　　With one powerful thrust, Johan buried half his massive c**k inside my tight p***y.

　　"Ahhh—!" I cried out sharply, my walls stretching painfully around his incredible girth. He was so thick, so deep already, forcing my p***y to open wider than it ever had.

　　"f**k… so tight," Johan groaned, gripping my hips hard. "Your little cunt is sucking Daddy in."

　　He pushed deeper, inch by inch, until his heavy balls pressed against my ass. I was completely full — stuffed with my stepfather's c**k while sitting on the same couch we watched World Cup games on every night.

　　Johan started f*****g me with deep, powerful strokes, bouncing me on his lap. The wet, filthy sound of his thick c**k slamming into my soaked p***y echoed through the living room.

　　"Oh my god— Daddy— you're so big…" I moaned shamelessly, my huge t**s bouncing under the jersey with every thrust.

　　He yanked the jersey up, exposing my breasts, and latched onto one n****e, sucking hard while pounding me.

　　Just then, my phone started ringing on the coffee table.

　　Mom.

　　My eyes widened in panic, but Johan didn't stop. If anything, he f****d me harder, driving his c**k deep with every thrust.

　　"Answer it, baby," he ordered, voice low and filthy. "Don't keep Mommy waiting."

　　I reached out with a trembling hand and accepted the call, putting it on speaker.

　　"H-Hello… Mom?" My voice was already breathy and broken.

　　"Sweetie! How are you and Dad doing? Enjoying the game?" Mom's cheerful voice filled the room.

　　At that exact moment, Johan slammed up into me particularly hard, his c**k hitting my deepest spot.

　　"Ah—! Y-yes… the game is… really intense…" I moaned, trying desperately to sound normal.

　　Johan smirked wickedly and started bouncing me faster on his c**k, one hand squeezing my ass, the other pinching my n****e hard.

　　"You sound a little out of breath, honey. Are you okay?" Mom asked, sounding slightly concerned.

　　"I'm… I'm fine, Mom— ahh!" I cried out as Johan angled his hips and drove straight into my G-spot. "Just… running around… getting snacks…"

　　Johan leaned forward and whispered hotly against my ear while continuing to f**k me senseless, "Tell her how full you feel right now, babygirl. Tell her Daddy's stretching your tight little p***y so good."

　　I bit my lip hard, barely holding back a loud moan. "Everything's… good… Daddy's taking really good care of me…"

　　Mom laughed softly. "That's great! Make sure you don't stay up too late watching the games. Johan, honey, you there? Take care of our girl, okay? She sounds a bit tired."

　　Johan thrust up hard, burying his c**k to the hilt as he answered calmly, "Don't worry, I've got her. I'll take very good care of Miranda tonight."

　　His voice was steady, but his c**k was destroying my p***y at the same time.

　　"Alright, love you both! Goodnight!"

　　The moment Mom hung up, Johan flipped me onto my back on the couch, spread my legs wide, and started f*****g me with raw, animalistic power.

　　"You dirty little girl," he growled, pounding me mercilessly. "Talking to Mommy while Daddy's c**k is balls-deep inside you. Such a naughty babygirl."

　　"Daddy—! I'm gonna c*m—!" I screamed, no longer holding back.

　　My orgasm crashed over me like a tidal wave. My p***y clamped down hard around his thick c**k, squirting all over his shaft as I shook violently beneath him.

　　Johan roared, slamming into me a few more times before burying himself as deep as possible.

　　"Take all of Daddy's c*m, baby—!"

　　Thick, hot ropes of c*m exploded inside me, flooding my womb. He kept grinding deep, pumping every last drop into my spasming p***y while I trembled through aftershocks.

　　We stayed locked together, panting heavily, his c**k still twitching inside me as c*m leaked out around his shaft.

　　Johan kissed me deeply, possessively, then whispered against my lips:

　　"This is just the beginning, babygirl."