Dark Temptation
'S,' i wonder where i got the title idea from ... haha.
: all of my stories include daddy/daughter roleplay. if you don't like these themes, don't read!
as always, these stories revolve around 'daddy' - steven - and his 'babygirl' - andrea.
this will be the last tale that i spin about these two. ;)
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For the past week and a half, Daddy had been away on a business trip. Andrea missed him something fierce. And the whole day at work, she could scarcely contain herself. She didn't even care about the stack of papers she was plowing through, that's how excited she was.
As soon as she got a moment of free time, she glanced down to check her phone and she saw a text from him.
We'll be touching down in no time. Can't wait to see you, babygirl.
She blushed and tucked her phone away, giggling softly to herself.
Her co-workers noticed her bouncing around the office but wisely chose not to comment. Her giddiness didn't affect her work ethic so they let her be.
As she strutted back to her office, she couldn't hide the blatant grin on her face.
Daddy is coming home!
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He didn't even make it through the door good enough before she was all over him, a bundle of arms and legs. His luggage quickly forgotten, he took two steps back as she launched herself onto him.
Andrea wound herself around his neck, wrapping her legs firmly around his waist.
He was hard in an instant.
'Missed me?' He laughingly teased, already knowing the answer as she giggled into his neck.
'Of course!' She breathed, pulling back and kissing him passionately.
'Mmmmm.' He hummed into the kiss, hands trailing in her curly hair as he walked them both to the bedroom. He was cupping generous handfuls of her ass, kneading the skin hungrily.
'I need you inside of me, now.' She pleaded and his brow went up. Normally she wasn't this aggressive. Biting his bottom lip, she made a needy sound and ground her hips against him again.
'No foreplay?' He mumbled but then she was kissing him again, all tongue.
'I don't need it.' She whined and he shook his head, stepping inside the bedroom.
Andrea looked at him, a pout on her full mouth, eyes dreamy.
'Slow baby, slow.' He coaxed her, sliding her body down his until she was standing in front of him.
For a moment she just stood there staring at him intently, chest heaving. She was wearing one of his extra large old shirts and not much else, it seemed. He could see her heavy tits straining against the fabric, her nipples perking up deliciously, hips spreading the thin material of his tee. Damn. His groin tightened and he looked up at her face. He knew that face. It was the 'hair-trigger I'll cum really quick if you touch me just right' face.
Stepping back towards her he lowered his head and kissed her softly. Just quick little pecks that made her rise up on her tippy toes to meet him. Cradling her face in his hands he moved down to mark a path with his mouth from her jaw down to her shoulders before cupping her breasts and running gentle fingers over her hard nipples, twisting them.
She grabbed his head and pushed him in closer. Daddy was a tit man and he made no bones about it.
She loved it. Andrea practically smothered him into her cleavage, a mischievous hint to her voice.
'Hmmmm. The girls missed you too - '
Then she gasped as he began suckling at her right through the shirt she wore. Her head lolled back as he paid one nipple lots of attention before switching to the other, his saliva making the shirt stick to her skin. Every pass of his teeth and tongue on her flesh sent shocks of pleasure straight to her clit. She needed more. More.
Impatient, Andrea pulled her shirt off of her body, revealing her curvy naked form. She grabbed at him, pressing his face into her chest again with a moan. She palmed each breast in her hand, offering them up to him as he nuzzled his face deeper into her. Daddy gave each tit equal amounts of care, loving every second. She was all warm, fragrant skin, large areola and erased sized nipples.
'Fuck.' He whispered just as he felt her feebly touching his abdomen, peeling off his shirt to allow her hands to wander all over his chest.
'I want to feel you, Daddy.' Her nimble fingers began pulling at his belt buckle, already finding his length poking up against his slacks.
'Wait, babygirl.' He could almost feel her pout. She hated waiting. His hands closed over hers and he bit the patch of skin between her tits, growling as her flesh shook around his face as she jumped.
'I don't need foreplay right now, Daddy. I'm ready.' Without giving him a chance to answer, she dropped to her knees in front of him, making quick work of his zipper and pulling his pants down. He grabbed her head, intending to feel her mouth around him soon but then her tiny palms pressed into his thighs, stopping him.
'Slow Daddy, slow.' She mimicked his phrase from earlier, teasing.
Taking her time, she just pressed easy, wet kisses along his curved uncircumcised cock. Every now and then she would slip his engorged tip into her mouth, drooling over his length, making it wet for her. Her hand helped massage her saliva into his skin, making his cock glisten. He moaned her name and guided her head back to his sensitive cockhead.
She obliged, sucking him in again. She knew that he liked his foreskin played with too so she gently flicked over him with her tongue, loving his little intakes of breath and deep groans while she at worked him.
Releasing him for a moment, she asked; eyes darting up to meet his from in her position, 'Does Daddy want a titfuck?' She knew she didn't need to ask, she just loved to see his reactions.
His eyes went dark when she whispered it and a chill went through her as he replied, 'Yes, please.' Not wanting to make him wait any further, she cradled her large tits in her hands, pushing them together tightly. He stepped forward, angling his cock to fuck up into her breasts. That slow impalement was akin to the first thrust inside her pussy every time they fucked. Warm, wet and accepting.
'Oh, fuck babygirl.' Was all he sighed as his hips moved him up into her. Never breaking eye contact, she slathered a bunch of spit into her mouth, letting it drip down onto her and his cock. That began to mix with the precum already gathering at her cleavage and it made everything delightfully slippery. Still holding her tits in her hands, she began to jiggle them around him, warm slick skin rubbing over every inch of his rock hard cock.
He gritted his teeth and tried to remain in control but it just felt so good. He sped up.
'Hmmm. Do you like this, Daddy?' She whispered up at him, her voice soft as he began to pull back and slowly thrust in again, a low groan being pulled from his lips every time. She moaned and kept up her pace, even bending down to give a hard suck to his throbbing head each time it poked out from the top of her breasts. His cock kept jumping and pulsing as he plowed through her tit flesh, loving the feel of her surrounding him.
She loved the feel of him warmly tucked against her. Andrea had never felt him this hard before. 'Does Daddy want to paint babygirl in his cum?' She taunted him, soft hands coming up to touch his balls. His length ached at the contact and he almost lost it. Legs quaking, he grasped at her shoulders, stopping her abruptly. Pleasure was radiating all through him, resting in his spine.
'God. Stop.' His voice came out strangled.
A confused look crossed her face before Daddy yanked her up to him, crushing her lips in a kiss.
'I don't want to cum yet. You said you wanted that inside of you, right?'
Her bewildered expression turned to arousal as the gears in her head turned and she smiled.
'Yes, Daddy. I want you.'
'I know, babygirl. I want you too ...' He mumbled, easing her back onto the bed. She went willingly, one hand idly trailing down to touch herself while the other pinched a nipple roughly.
'Hands off.' He growled and with a gasp her hands fell to her sides, relenting to his command.
'It's Daddy turn.'
Slowly he ran his hands and fingers over every inch of her plump body, starting from her shoulders and working down. Painstakingly his hands rubbed over her, feeling every dip and line, loving as she shuddered beneath him. His lips followed the path his hands took, stopping as he neared her needy pussy.
'Daddy, please ...' She begged, her hips trying to lift herself up to his mouth.
'I know, pet.' Was all he said before his tongue laved at her thick lips and her body relaxed as he lightly began to eat her out. He loved torturing her and this was no exception. When she began to press his head into her further he pulled back, pressing a kiss to her clit.
Her voice was raspy and anxious. 'Steven ...'
'You're not going to cum. Not yet.' She pouted and he rose above her, stroking himself with his right hand as he slid her legs open wider. 'You're not going to cum until I'm buried to the hilt inside you.' Was all he told her before he parted her pussy lips and eased his cock between them, humping himself on her wetness.
'Ohhhhh, god ...' Andrea bit off a cry, loving how his hardness slid up the length of her, his cockhead bumping her slit before angling back down to tease at her entrance. Her lips gripped him, an electric stab piercing her clit every time he rubbed his thickness all over her pussy. The stimulation was just right but it wasn't enough and it made her grip the sheets in equal amounts of anger and desire.
'Do you like that, Andrea? Do you like using Daddy's cock to make your little pussy explode?'
She couldn't answer, her breath was in her throat and the words wouldn't come. All she could do was close her eyes and shiver. She was so close already. All these days without Daddy was like some sort of sick, twisted punishment. It wasn't like she couldn't get off by herself but it just wasn't the same. She needed him.
Sensing that she was right at the edge, he slowly rested his tip up against her slit and watched as she grimaced. He watched as her hands still nonchalantly toyed with her breasts, watched the tenseness in her body as he carefully began entering her, inch by inch. She lay beneath him, cooing, one hand leaving her nipple to stroke all over him as he continued pushing into her.
Wet and pliant she relaxed, sighs of pleasure leaving her lips. He was as hard as an iron bar and his thickness was just filling her up. At the rate he was going, she could almost feel every vein as he sank himself inside of her. She didn't want to move too roughly and hurt his foreskin as he slid within her so she just waited.
Finally planting himself deep, his balls lying against her pussy lips, he whispered one word.
'Cum.'
That was all it took.
With a sharp gasp, the orgasm began inside of her. It was like a fire had lit itself in her belly. Heat flooded over her mound as she jerked against up against him, her back bowed upwards as her pussy clenched and released him in spasms.
'Damn, babygirl.' He muttered, fingertips rubbing in soothing circles over her hips as he slid back an inch and rooted himself within her again, loving how she was still twitching beneath him. Bending down, he captured her lips in a kiss and ground his hips over hers. 'Come again, baby. Cum for Daddy.'
Fresh off the heels of the last orgasm, it didn't take long for her to topple over into another one. Moving a fingertip over her clit, he watched as she soared over the peak again. The second was a quiet one but he could feel every single movement as her pussy clung to him. His babygirl was always tight, no matter how much they fucked and when she came she gripped him like a vise so he couldn't move.
Stroking her body as she came down, her whimpers were like music to his ears. 'Daddy ... ' She whispered, loving how he withdrew a bit only to coast back in, seeming to hit deeper than before. Even though she could be overly eager at times, she loved when he made them take their time. Her orgasms were more intense this way. Normally they went fast and hard, but not this time. This time was slow and steady. Andrea could feel her clit bouncing underneath his twirling finger and she knew another orgasm would be hitting her soon.
Daddy loved pulling multiples out of his babygirl, especially at this languid pace.
'Daddy ...' Andrea kept repeating, feeling him pull back from her to thrust back in slowly. With every slow shove of his dick she felt that much more closer to that crest of pleasure that would make her jerk against him in ecstasy. As he entered her again, he watched her eyes squint closed and felt her uneven movements that signaled a third orgasm. Over and over he brought her to the brink and watched her fall over, each orgasm lasting longer and making her cry out his name that much louder.
She lost count of how many times she had cum. Andrea grasped at his arm frantically, her body not being able to take anymore.
'Baby, I can't --'
'Yes, you can.' His resolute tone wafted to her through her orgasmic haze and she gazed up at him. That's when she saw the glint in his eye, felt the stiffness in his muscles and saw the sweat beaded on his brow. That's when she realized that he was just as ramped as up as she was, if not more. He hadn't erupted yet but the ripples of her airtight pussy milking him every time she came was bringing him that much closer.
She reached up, her hand brushing over his cheek as he seated himself deeply within her again, hips rubbing against her own. Andrea could feel the tremors rolling through his body and knew it wouldn't be long until he let loose.
'You close, baby?' She whispered and his eyes ghosted shut, almost in pain it felt so good. He nodded. Feeling her wet walls envelop him was something he'd never tire of. Her hips slowly rose to meet his, lowering down to the bed before angling up again, matching his motion as he retreated from her pussy before slamming in again.
'Look at me, Daddy.' Andrea beckoned. His eyes flew open and he almost couldn't believe it. His babygirl was sprawled wantonly under him, a stray hand lifting her breast to her lips. Her eyes locked on his as she dragged her tongue along her brown sugar kissed skin, her tongue nearing a dusky nipple. They both moaned as her lips closed around it, sucking her own tit into her mouth.
Oh, shit ... Daddy's gaze was riveted, he just couldn't look away. Gradually she finished sucking one and lifted the other to her mouth, even managing to bite it before sucking greedily at herself. Still slowly thrusting inside her, his mouth fell open and he just started spewing his cum inside her. His cock angrily spurted within her. Glob after glob of pent up semen just hurdled into the deepest parts of her cunt.
Savagely holding her hips, he erratically pulled out a bit before pounding back in, feeling her pussy contract in response. She could feel every single jolt of his cock inside of her, she could feel every single hot wad of cum seeping into her. He wasn't moving, just quietly growling as he unloaded. The simple fact that he was just cumming like crazy, his rock solid dick just resting there as the cum just spilled from him made her bite her bottom lip hard as she came, her final orgasm joining his own.
It was a long, long time before either of them moved.
But she managed to snake an arm out first, yanking him down for yet another kiss.
', Steven.'
He weakly grinned at her. 'Is my babygirl satisfied?'
Andrea's lips kissed at the beauty mark he had near his lip, practically purring.
'Hell, yes! That was incredible. We had to make up for lost time. Mmmm. You should've seen your face when I sucked my own nipple. I love making you crazy, Daddy.' She added, a small smug expression crossing over her face.
'That was hot, pet.' He answered, yawning loudly. The events of the day were rapidly catching up to him. Between the long flight, the cab ride home and play time with his babygirl, he was exhausted. He still didn't move, remaining inside of her as he bent, nestling in her ample cleavage.
She laughed at this and ran her hands in a comforting motion all over his back.
They soon dropped off into a peaceful slumber, still entwined.
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just a little something that wouldn't leave my imagination~
: all of my stories include daddy/daughter roleplay. if you don't like these themes, don't read!
as always, these stories revolve around 'daddy' - steven - and his 'babygirl' - andrea.
this will be the last tale that i spin about these two. ;)
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For the past week and a half, Daddy had been away on a business trip. Andrea missed him something fierce. And the whole day at work, she could scarcely contain herself. She didn't even care about the stack of papers she was plowing through, that's how excited she was.
As soon as she got a moment of free time, she glanced down to check her phone and she saw a text from him.
We'll be touching down in no time. Can't wait to see you, babygirl.
She blushed and tucked her phone away, giggling softly to herself.
Her co-workers noticed her bouncing around the office but wisely chose not to comment. Her giddiness didn't affect her work ethic so they let her be.
As she strutted back to her office, she couldn't hide the blatant grin on her face.
Daddy is coming home!
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He didn't even make it through the door good enough before she was all over him, a bundle of arms and legs. His luggage quickly forgotten, he took two steps back as she launched herself onto him.
Andrea wound herself around his neck, wrapping her legs firmly around his waist.
He was hard in an instant.
'Missed me?' He laughingly teased, already knowing the answer as she giggled into his neck.
'Of course!' She breathed, pulling back and kissing him passionately.
'Mmmmm.' He hummed into the kiss, hands trailing in her curly hair as he walked them both to the bedroom. He was cupping generous handfuls of her ass, kneading the skin hungrily.
'I need you inside of me, now.' She pleaded and his brow went up. Normally she wasn't this aggressive. Biting his bottom lip, she made a needy sound and ground her hips against him again.
'No foreplay?' He mumbled but then she was kissing him again, all tongue.
'I don't need it.' She whined and he shook his head, stepping inside the bedroom.
Andrea looked at him, a pout on her full mouth, eyes dreamy.
'Slow baby, slow.' He coaxed her, sliding her body down his until she was standing in front of him.
For a moment she just stood there staring at him intently, chest heaving. She was wearing one of his extra large old shirts and not much else, it seemed. He could see her heavy tits straining against the fabric, her nipples perking up deliciously, hips spreading the thin material of his tee. Damn. His groin tightened and he looked up at her face. He knew that face. It was the 'hair-trigger I'll cum really quick if you touch me just right' face.
Stepping back towards her he lowered his head and kissed her softly. Just quick little pecks that made her rise up on her tippy toes to meet him. Cradling her face in his hands he moved down to mark a path with his mouth from her jaw down to her shoulders before cupping her breasts and running gentle fingers over her hard nipples, twisting them.
She grabbed his head and pushed him in closer. Daddy was a tit man and he made no bones about it.
She loved it. Andrea practically smothered him into her cleavage, a mischievous hint to her voice.
'Hmmmm. The girls missed you too - '
Then she gasped as he began suckling at her right through the shirt she wore. Her head lolled back as he paid one nipple lots of attention before switching to the other, his saliva making the shirt stick to her skin. Every pass of his teeth and tongue on her flesh sent shocks of pleasure straight to her clit. She needed more. More.
Impatient, Andrea pulled her shirt off of her body, revealing her curvy naked form. She grabbed at him, pressing his face into her chest again with a moan. She palmed each breast in her hand, offering them up to him as he nuzzled his face deeper into her. Daddy gave each tit equal amounts of care, loving every second. She was all warm, fragrant skin, large areola and erased sized nipples.
'Fuck.' He whispered just as he felt her feebly touching his abdomen, peeling off his shirt to allow her hands to wander all over his chest.
'I want to feel you, Daddy.' Her nimble fingers began pulling at his belt buckle, already finding his length poking up against his slacks.
'Wait, babygirl.' He could almost feel her pout. She hated waiting. His hands closed over hers and he bit the patch of skin between her tits, growling as her flesh shook around his face as she jumped.
'I don't need foreplay right now, Daddy. I'm ready.' Without giving him a chance to answer, she dropped to her knees in front of him, making quick work of his zipper and pulling his pants down. He grabbed her head, intending to feel her mouth around him soon but then her tiny palms pressed into his thighs, stopping him.
'Slow Daddy, slow.' She mimicked his phrase from earlier, teasing.
Taking her time, she just pressed easy, wet kisses along his curved uncircumcised cock. Every now and then she would slip his engorged tip into her mouth, drooling over his length, making it wet for her. Her hand helped massage her saliva into his skin, making his cock glisten. He moaned her name and guided her head back to his sensitive cockhead.
She obliged, sucking him in again. She knew that he liked his foreskin played with too so she gently flicked over him with her tongue, loving his little intakes of breath and deep groans while she at worked him.
Releasing him for a moment, she asked; eyes darting up to meet his from in her position, 'Does Daddy want a titfuck?' She knew she didn't need to ask, she just loved to see his reactions.
His eyes went dark when she whispered it and a chill went through her as he replied, 'Yes, please.' Not wanting to make him wait any further, she cradled her large tits in her hands, pushing them together tightly. He stepped forward, angling his cock to fuck up into her breasts. That slow impalement was akin to the first thrust inside her pussy every time they fucked. Warm, wet and accepting.
'Oh, fuck babygirl.' Was all he sighed as his hips moved him up into her. Never breaking eye contact, she slathered a bunch of spit into her mouth, letting it drip down onto her and his cock. That began to mix with the precum already gathering at her cleavage and it made everything delightfully slippery. Still holding her tits in her hands, she began to jiggle them around him, warm slick skin rubbing over every inch of his rock hard cock.
He gritted his teeth and tried to remain in control but it just felt so good. He sped up.
'Hmmm. Do you like this, Daddy?' She whispered up at him, her voice soft as he began to pull back and slowly thrust in again, a low groan being pulled from his lips every time. She moaned and kept up her pace, even bending down to give a hard suck to his throbbing head each time it poked out from the top of her breasts. His cock kept jumping and pulsing as he plowed through her tit flesh, loving the feel of her surrounding him.
She loved the feel of him warmly tucked against her. Andrea had never felt him this hard before. 'Does Daddy want to paint babygirl in his cum?' She taunted him, soft hands coming up to touch his balls. His length ached at the contact and he almost lost it. Legs quaking, he grasped at her shoulders, stopping her abruptly. Pleasure was radiating all through him, resting in his spine.
'God. Stop.' His voice came out strangled.
A confused look crossed her face before Daddy yanked her up to him, crushing her lips in a kiss.
'I don't want to cum yet. You said you wanted that inside of you, right?'
Her bewildered expression turned to arousal as the gears in her head turned and she smiled.
'Yes, Daddy. I want you.'
'I know, babygirl. I want you too ...' He mumbled, easing her back onto the bed. She went willingly, one hand idly trailing down to touch herself while the other pinched a nipple roughly.
'Hands off.' He growled and with a gasp her hands fell to her sides, relenting to his command.
'It's Daddy turn.'
Slowly he ran his hands and fingers over every inch of her plump body, starting from her shoulders and working down. Painstakingly his hands rubbed over her, feeling every dip and line, loving as she shuddered beneath him. His lips followed the path his hands took, stopping as he neared her needy pussy.
'Daddy, please ...' She begged, her hips trying to lift herself up to his mouth.
'I know, pet.' Was all he said before his tongue laved at her thick lips and her body relaxed as he lightly began to eat her out. He loved torturing her and this was no exception. When she began to press his head into her further he pulled back, pressing a kiss to her clit.
Her voice was raspy and anxious. 'Steven ...'
'You're not going to cum. Not yet.' She pouted and he rose above her, stroking himself with his right hand as he slid her legs open wider. 'You're not going to cum until I'm buried to the hilt inside you.' Was all he told her before he parted her pussy lips and eased his cock between them, humping himself on her wetness.
'Ohhhhh, god ...' Andrea bit off a cry, loving how his hardness slid up the length of her, his cockhead bumping her slit before angling back down to tease at her entrance. Her lips gripped him, an electric stab piercing her clit every time he rubbed his thickness all over her pussy. The stimulation was just right but it wasn't enough and it made her grip the sheets in equal amounts of anger and desire.
'Do you like that, Andrea? Do you like using Daddy's cock to make your little pussy explode?'
She couldn't answer, her breath was in her throat and the words wouldn't come. All she could do was close her eyes and shiver. She was so close already. All these days without Daddy was like some sort of sick, twisted punishment. It wasn't like she couldn't get off by herself but it just wasn't the same. She needed him.
Sensing that she was right at the edge, he slowly rested his tip up against her slit and watched as she grimaced. He watched as her hands still nonchalantly toyed with her breasts, watched the tenseness in her body as he carefully began entering her, inch by inch. She lay beneath him, cooing, one hand leaving her nipple to stroke all over him as he continued pushing into her.
Wet and pliant she relaxed, sighs of pleasure leaving her lips. He was as hard as an iron bar and his thickness was just filling her up. At the rate he was going, she could almost feel every vein as he sank himself inside of her. She didn't want to move too roughly and hurt his foreskin as he slid within her so she just waited.
Finally planting himself deep, his balls lying against her pussy lips, he whispered one word.
'Cum.'
That was all it took.
With a sharp gasp, the orgasm began inside of her. It was like a fire had lit itself in her belly. Heat flooded over her mound as she jerked against up against him, her back bowed upwards as her pussy clenched and released him in spasms.
'Damn, babygirl.' He muttered, fingertips rubbing in soothing circles over her hips as he slid back an inch and rooted himself within her again, loving how she was still twitching beneath him. Bending down, he captured her lips in a kiss and ground his hips over hers. 'Come again, baby. Cum for Daddy.'
Fresh off the heels of the last orgasm, it didn't take long for her to topple over into another one. Moving a fingertip over her clit, he watched as she soared over the peak again. The second was a quiet one but he could feel every single movement as her pussy clung to him. His babygirl was always tight, no matter how much they fucked and when she came she gripped him like a vise so he couldn't move.
Stroking her body as she came down, her whimpers were like music to his ears. 'Daddy ... ' She whispered, loving how he withdrew a bit only to coast back in, seeming to hit deeper than before. Even though she could be overly eager at times, she loved when he made them take their time. Her orgasms were more intense this way. Normally they went fast and hard, but not this time. This time was slow and steady. Andrea could feel her clit bouncing underneath his twirling finger and she knew another orgasm would be hitting her soon.
Daddy loved pulling multiples out of his babygirl, especially at this languid pace.
'Daddy ...' Andrea kept repeating, feeling him pull back from her to thrust back in slowly. With every slow shove of his dick she felt that much more closer to that crest of pleasure that would make her jerk against him in ecstasy. As he entered her again, he watched her eyes squint closed and felt her uneven movements that signaled a third orgasm. Over and over he brought her to the brink and watched her fall over, each orgasm lasting longer and making her cry out his name that much louder.
She lost count of how many times she had cum. Andrea grasped at his arm frantically, her body not being able to take anymore.
'Baby, I can't --'
'Yes, you can.' His resolute tone wafted to her through her orgasmic haze and she gazed up at him. That's when she saw the glint in his eye, felt the stiffness in his muscles and saw the sweat beaded on his brow. That's when she realized that he was just as ramped as up as she was, if not more. He hadn't erupted yet but the ripples of her airtight pussy milking him every time she came was bringing him that much closer.
She reached up, her hand brushing over his cheek as he seated himself deeply within her again, hips rubbing against her own. Andrea could feel the tremors rolling through his body and knew it wouldn't be long until he let loose.
'You close, baby?' She whispered and his eyes ghosted shut, almost in pain it felt so good. He nodded. Feeling her wet walls envelop him was something he'd never tire of. Her hips slowly rose to meet his, lowering down to the bed before angling up again, matching his motion as he retreated from her pussy before slamming in again.
'Look at me, Daddy.' Andrea beckoned. His eyes flew open and he almost couldn't believe it. His babygirl was sprawled wantonly under him, a stray hand lifting her breast to her lips. Her eyes locked on his as she dragged her tongue along her brown sugar kissed skin, her tongue nearing a dusky nipple. They both moaned as her lips closed around it, sucking her own tit into her mouth.
Oh, shit ... Daddy's gaze was riveted, he just couldn't look away. Gradually she finished sucking one and lifted the other to her mouth, even managing to bite it before sucking greedily at herself. Still slowly thrusting inside her, his mouth fell open and he just started spewing his cum inside her. His cock angrily spurted within her. Glob after glob of pent up semen just hurdled into the deepest parts of her cunt.
Savagely holding her hips, he erratically pulled out a bit before pounding back in, feeling her pussy contract in response. She could feel every single jolt of his cock inside of her, she could feel every single hot wad of cum seeping into her. He wasn't moving, just quietly growling as he unloaded. The simple fact that he was just cumming like crazy, his rock solid dick just resting there as the cum just spilled from him made her bite her bottom lip hard as she came, her final orgasm joining his own.
It was a long, long time before either of them moved.
But she managed to snake an arm out first, yanking him down for yet another kiss.
', Steven.'
He weakly grinned at her. 'Is my babygirl satisfied?'
Andrea's lips kissed at the beauty mark he had near his lip, practically purring.
'Hell, yes! That was incredible. We had to make up for lost time. Mmmm. You should've seen your face when I sucked my own nipple. I love making you crazy, Daddy.' She added, a small smug expression crossing over her face.
'That was hot, pet.' He answered, yawning loudly. The events of the day were rapidly catching up to him. Between the long flight, the cab ride home and play time with his babygirl, he was exhausted. He still didn't move, remaining inside of her as he bent, nestling in her ample cleavage.
She laughed at this and ran her hands in a comforting motion all over his back.
They soon dropped off into a peaceful slumber, still entwined.
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just a little something that wouldn't leave my imagination~
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