Anything He wants

When his mouth peels back, I bite my lip, desiring so much more than daddy’s cock in my mouth. “What do you have that I don’t?” I meekly buzz.

He whispers, “Experience.”

I shiver. No word in all the English language has ever made me feel as vulnerable as that one. I felt dominant before-in control-when daddy’s

cock was in my mouth. Now I feel like I have no idea what’s about to happen.

My brain is frozen, incapable of seeing the future, stuck instead on the lustful, seductive look in daddy’s eyes.

Daddy’s mouth finds its way to my neck, and with an open mouth, daddy’s tongue glides across my skin. Up he goes, kissing and licking,

running along my jawbone, pausing long enough to nibble on the lobe of my

ear.

The tingling forces my eyes closed as I’m consumed by daddy’s wandering mouth.

“D-daddy…” I titter, almost afraid of the strong feelings I’m experiencing, “aren’t you supposed to be kissing me”-I swallow, the dirty thought making me self-conscious-“elsewhere?”

He chuckles, “Experience, babycakes,” he repeats, his finger trailing along my neck as he teases me. “In order to get a little horny girl like you to come, daddy needs to take it nice and slow.” He comes close to my ear, his voice low and devious. “We have to work your body up before daddy can take proper care of you.”

“I-I don’t think you’re going to win, daddy.” My words come out forced and unconvincing. “I mean, the best orgasm ever? Y-you can’t beat that.” Daddy doesn’t respond to my taunts, instead moving along my body, his mouth kissing every inch of my skin as he makes the tortuous travel south. He grabs the base of my yellow mesh sweater, and I unconsciously lift my arms for him, permitting him to undress me. I fall back on my hands before daddy resumes his meticulous journey. Each kiss is tantalizing, a soft little shock to my system that loosens me up. That is, until is first kiss lands square on my nipple, which transforms the little shocks into lightning coursing through my flesh. I shake when daddy’s mouth makes contact, letting out an uncertain giggle and smile. “That’s my baby. It feels good, doesn’t it?”

My eyes closed, I nod into the void.

Daddy’s tongue presses against my nipple as his lips close smoothly around the nub. He massages it with his lips, and as it grows in size, flicks it with the tip of his tongue. Once hard enough, daddy bites down on it, holding

it steady as his tongue rapidly dances over it. He lifts his hand up and pushes two fingers into my mouth, feeding my oral fixation.

Sliding his fingers in and out, I begin to salivate. He gathers my saliva for his use, coaxing it from my mouth so he can moisten my other nipple. Between his fingertips he pulls the nub from hiding, bringing it to attention

just like her sister. Daddy alternates nipples, sucking one and flicking it with the tongue, while twisting and pulling on the other one. Slowly, the accumulated lightning weakens my arms, causing my elbows to bend until I’m steadying myself on them, and then causing them to weaken as well, forcing me all the way to the ground. Flat on my back, daddy’s twisting fingers smoothly slip down my stomach until they come just above my lace panty line.

He rubs from side to side, tempting my body but never pushing it further south. I squirm with each moment, expecting him multiple times to break that southern border and invade my cunt, but he never does, unwilling to cross that threshold.

Impatiently, I beg him, “Daddy, please touch me down there.” His hand travels south but flies straight past my soaking panties. He instead caresses my inner thighs, gripping and clawing at them, torturing me even further as he gets as close as the crease of my thighs before turning back.

I reach down and try to guide him to my pussy, but daddy merely shakes his head. “No, no,” he chides, “this is an oral competition. Maybe you need your hand to make daddy come, but daddy’s not touching this pussy with anything but his mouth. He’s going to make you explode just with his mouth.”

I blush, embarrassed that I hadn’t thought of that. If he uses just his mouth, and I really do come hard, does that mean I lose?

My thoughts are truncated as daddy slides between my legs. He grabs the band of my panties, and I lift my hips off the floor, authorizing daddy to remove them. The air hits me and I feel the coolness immediately, my cunt so wet that my body temperature drops the moment my underwear leaves me. Daddy lies down in front of me. He places his head a few inches from me, warm air brushing against me as he breathes on my pussy. He holds it

there, blowing on me with a delicate stream of forced air, making everything throb down below.

And as daddy leans in, a feeling wells in my gut as I anticipate his touch on my lips.

But daddy’s lips fall to the inside of my thigh. My body jumps from his touch anyway, blasting erotic signals up through me. Daddy continues to test my misery, slowly kissing his way along the soft flesh of my inner thighs, reaching the crease of my leg before switching sides and repeating, coming close but never quite touching my pinkness.

He makes his way around my mound, kissing me all around it, loud, emphatic puckering sounds with each tender placement of his lips. When he makes the semicircle trip, his lips move inward, kissing my labia. Moving his

head side to side, his lips and nose open me slightly as he places kisses on my sensitive area.

At each diabolical refusal to touch me, I kept thinking he was going to kill my libido tormenting me like that! Every time he came close, I’d get charged up, only for it to subside. But I’d always go right back up when he

approached, no more weaker than before. In fact, the power of my urges was getting even stronger.

The second his lips decisively make their way in, the moan from me is deep and foreboding.

Oh my god!

“That feels so good! Oh fuck, daddy.”

I’m going to come so hard, I know it. The sensation is so sharp and strong that I can barely stay still on the ground. I’m writhing with each touch, my body begging me to fucking explode all over daddy’s face. Even if I wanted to be a sore sport and stop my orgasm, I don’t think my body would ever forgive me. I actually don’t think it would even allow it to happen.

Daddy’s mouth touches my clit and my back arches, the fire in me burning hotter than ever. My body wants nothing more than to release every last drop of pent up energy inside me!

There’s no way I could stop it if I wanted to.

I’m a slave to my inevitable orgasm!

Shallow kisses and deep kisses, daddy makes love to my clit, the vibration of his puckering like a sex toy pushing on my button. When I feel like it might be too much, daddy relents, his mouth moving around, giving me kisses along my thighs and mound again, letting the pressure die down. When it feels like it’s about to completely dissipate, daddy’s mouth

makes its way back to my clit, kissing and vibrating my little nub. He does it all over again, building my pleasure all the way back up, until my moans become so powerful and loud that he pulls away, letting my torture continue.

He comes back when my vocalizations die down, but instead of resorting to kissing me, he goes in for the kill. He places his lips directly on my clit and begins to suck on it, drawing it in and milking the pleasure straight from it.

My hips buck as the pleasure in me flares, my pussy burning from daddy’s touch. He uses my pussy like he used my nipples, clamping his lips around me as he flicks his tongue over the throbbing bump.

“No, daddy, no!” I scream, scared at the immense buildup of pressure in my stomach. The inner competitor comes out just as I realize my body’s about to break, crossing that threshold for eruption.

But daddy just pushes harder, sucking wildly and battering me with the tip of his tongue.

“Oh fffffuuuucccckkk!” I cry out.

My back arches so hard off the ground I feel like I’m about to pull a muscle, bracing in the air as my body winds up to release the floodgates.

When all is ready, my body dumps all the energy into my flaming cunt.

Daddy merely sits back and watches.

I seize violently, my back undulating as my ass bounces off the ground.

I twist and scream, my muscles convulsing. I reach down and place my hand on my burning lips, trying to stop whatever may come.

But it’s too little too late.

My pussy vibrates in my grip as the pulses of my orgasm seem to run on

forever. Maybe a dozen, I have no idea. So many that I lose count. Each burst so strong it picks me up off the ground. I gasp as I struggle against the onslaught, only catching my breath once everything runs its course.

My body melts, my legs and back sinking deep into the ground. My muscles are so spent that I can’t imagine standing up on them, so sore and tender.

It takes me a minute before I feel like I’m breathing normally, and then another minute before I can open my eyes again.

Daddy’s watching me, studying my body as my breasts heave from my deep breaths.

“So,” he says, “I think it’s fair enough to say I won this one.” My voice is weak. “You can’t just say that. I gave you the best orgasm ever. You said it yourself.”

He chuckles, “And what did you just have?”

My face heats up. I shrug, “It was okay.”

He laughs, “Okay. Maybe you’re just not able to admit it yet.” He bends over and pokes me in the stomach, eliciting the weakest bodily jerk ever.

“But at least I didn’t collapse when I blew my load.”

I scoff. “Fine. It was the greatest thing I’ve ever felt in my life!”

“There we go.”

With the only energy I have left, I pick myself up to at least be sitting when I invoke my next challenge.

“Let’s make it two out of three.”

“I don’t mind that, not one bit. We’ll go as many times as you need, little lady.” I can see a drop of precum glisten on daddy’s cock as it twitches.Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

“But

right now, it’s one to zero. Daddy’s up.”

In more than one way he’s up, but I’ll make sure to soften that lead really quick.