Big Daddy Wants Me

12: Dolores.

I knew Fred’s c**k was huge, but seeing it from this angle and then taking it into my mouth makes me appreciate it even more.

It makes me think of being at the dentist’s office. “Open wide” is taking on a whole new meaning.

Is it possible to break your jaw around a p***s? I guess I’m going to find out.

I do my best to be aware of my teeth as his rigid, hot shaft slides between my lips. I’m ashamed of the fact that I have no idea what I’m doing, but when Fred grabs the back of my head and begins to thrust, effectively f*****g my mouth, I realize that I don’t have to know; he’s in complete control.

“Good girl,” he purrs, pumping in and out. “Please your daddy just like that.”

Something warm and salty spills onto my tongue. It must be pre-c*m, and I swallow it eagerly. All it does is turn me on even more. Fred reaches back and caresses me with one hand, causing my legs to jump. I’m still sensitive from what he just did to me, but my body is already begging for more.

“You look so pretty sucking my c**k, angel. And I’m going to make you do it every day too. Every day for your daddy. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

Seeing as how my mouth is full, all I can do is nod. And that makes Fred happy. His eyes, normally cold as ice, flare with passion, and he reaches down and pinches my n****e enough to cause a little pain.

Everything he does drives me crazy and pushes me further and further up the mountain of arousal. This is what it’s like to be truly turned on. How could I ever have doubted this man?

“f**k, I love watching you do that, but I can’t hold out anymore. I need your p***y. You want Daddy to take your little p***y?”

Again, all I can do is nod, so I do.

My lips make a wet, smacking sound as he pulls out. As he stands and peels out of his clothes, I marvel at his body. He’s a god. A machine. Perfectly crafted muscles that flex and ripple with every movement. The scars remind me of his past but also of why he was able to do what he did to save me. Of why I’m still alive.

He snatches my pants at my ankles, and with a hard tug, tears them from my body. He leaves my panties on and simply pulls them aside as he climbs on top of me. His massive frame dwarfs me – reminds me of our size difference.

“Take a deep breath, angel.”

“I know, Daddy,” I whisper. “I remember what it feels like.”

Fred entering me again is like returning home. This time, I completely ignore the pain and give myself over to the pleasure. I feel my body temperature rise and close my eyes as he presses his body against mine. The muscles of his chest warm my face and I open my mouth to taste the slight sweat that has formed on his skin.

This is what it’s like to be taken by a man.

Complete ownership. I’m his. Since the moment he threw me over his shoulder and stole me from my home. I just didn’t know it then.

Nothing can stop him. He pounds me relentlessly, the thick inches of his manhood stretching me to the point of no return. I cry out and hold on to his muscles for dear life as a mind-numbing climax rocks my world.

“Daddy! I’m coming!”

“I feel it, angel,” Fred purrs. “Come on Daddy’s cock.”

And I do. God, I do.

Every inch of my body reacts, pulsing with bliss like a steady heartbeat felt all over. My mouth hangs open, and I’m pretty sure I’m drooling. By the time I regain my senses and look up, I see Fred smiling down at me. Quickly, I feel a blush sweep over my cheeks.

“No!” I cry out. “Don’t look at me like that!”

“I can’t help it. You’re adorable.”

I groan and jokingly punch him in the shoulder. “It shouldn’t be possible…”

“What shouldn’t be possible, angel?”

“To…feel so good.”

“I could say the same thing to you.” He smiles, grinding his c**k inside me. I’m sensitive, and the shock causes me to jump. But he seizes me by my hips and pins me down. “No, you’re not going anywhere, little girl. It’s Daddy’s turn now. You wouldn’t want to deny me, would you?”

“No, Daddy,” I whimper.

“I’m going to come in you, angel. Fill your little p***y with my seed. That’s what you want, isn’t it?”

Instantly, the memory of when Fred came in me before streaks through my mind like lightning.

“Yes…”

“I thought so.”

Fred picks up the pace, pounding me through the sensitivity and forcing me to all new heights. He drags his lips down my neck to my breasts and kisses them both, causing goosebumps to break out all over my body. My n*****s are hard. My extremities are tingling. I’m wetter than I’ve ever been before, and unless I’m going crazy, I am about to come again.

“I’m going to come in that little p***y, angel,” Fred growls. I feel his c**k expand, furthering the stretch.

“I—so am I!”

I feel a hot burst inside me, wet and sticky. Like a switch has been flipped, I light up like a million-watt-bulb. We cry out together and grip each other in our arms. I feel Fred’s teeth against the skin at the base of my neck and quiver as he buries every inch of his manhood as far as it will go.

Bliss.

Heaven.

I’m a bad girl for my daddy…

“That’s…so deep…” I manage to mutter as we come together. Fred, on the other hand, can’t speak. His only reply is a grunt as he fills me with more of his seed.

I don’t know how long it takes for him to finally relax, but as he does, I trace the lines of his muscles until he finally brings his lips to mine and kisses me with a tenderness I’ve never seen from him.

“That was amazing, Daddy.”

“You’re amazing, angel.”

He’s breathing heavily. I can feel his heartbeat against my chest, bold and fast. What a journey it’s taken to get us here. And I don’t know if I’m just crazy, of if it’s both of us, but I’ve never felt so sure of anything in my entire life.

I’m completely in love with Fred.

“Daddy,” I whisper. “I-I’m not on birth control. You know that, right?”

Fred lifts his head, and I see he’s smiling. “Of course I do.”

“And…you know what that means, right?” I giggle.

“I took s*x-ed.” He smiles.

“But what if I get pregnant?”

Fred tenderly moves a piece of hair from in front of my eye and kisses me gently on the cheek. He smells incredible. “If you get pregnant, angel, then I will be the happiest man on Earth. Because I will have made the woman I love a mother.”

And like that, the world changes.

Everything feels instantly different. My own identity has shifted, and so has his. I thought I knew where I wanted this to go, but now I’m sure. And I know that Fred is right there with me.

“You love me?” I ask, wanting desperately to hear it again. Fred understands immediately.

“I love you, Dolores. Do you love me?”

I nod, and never having meant anything more in my life, speak the words, “I love you, Fred.”