wonderland

He shifts instead, pressing me into the shower wall as his free hand tangles in my hair and yanks my head back. His mouth fastens on mine, swallowing my soft protests while he sinks a single digit into my wet entrance. He inhales sharply, groaning in appreciation at how wet I already am for him.

Even as I squirm in his arms, he holds me pliant as his tongue ravages my mouth while his finger presses deeper. He shifts his hold, fingers loosening in my hair to opt for tightening around my throat. My pussy clenches as the pressure against my throat increases and I can't help the needy sound that leaves me.

Another thick finger presses into my needy hole, stretching it further as he scissors his fingers before curling them both into a spot that has me seeing stars. My head falls back, unable to continue the kiss as he does it again until I'm dizzy with pleasure and fight to stay standing.

Wave after wave of pleasure overwhelms me until I'm clinging to the shower wall for support. He shifts, pressing gentle kisses along my face as I pout up at him when he removes his fingers. Then I feel the hard length of his cock slide between my thighs, the head gliding through my folds teasingly until I'm whimpering and shifting back to meet him.

"So impatient," he teases, hands sliding to my hips to anchor me in place, "so greedy."

"Mmmmm," I whine as my brow furrows in frustration, "Fine, I'll just..."

And when I go to pull away, his arms lock around my waist and yank me back hard. His cock slams home in one brutal thrust that burns with the stretch, my whole body arching into his. "Fuck!" I squeak, panting as I stand on my tiptoes and try to regain some composure.

"Don't try to run from me next time," he murmurs between hickeys that he leaves scattered across my throat and shoulder. He rocks forward, thrusting deep where he has me pinned between him and the wall.

I go to argue, to manage some bratty response, but it dies in my throat when the next thrust wrenches a lewd moan from my throat. The pace he sets is brutal, the resounding sound of skin slapping together echoing in the shower with every thrust.

His cock bullies my cervix every time he bottoms out. My pussy strangles his cock with every thrust, desperate noises leaving me as nails scrape across his arms in a weak attempt to ground myself. The way his length rubs along my pussy walls overwhelms me, pleasure has incoherent begging leave me.

I can feel the way my whole body tightens, desperately coiling closer and closer to the edge. "Baby," I whine, trying to shift away, to escape from the intensity. He growls in warning, shifting me just enough that my feet dangle off the floor to prevent me from fleeing.

This new angle impales me so thoroughly on his cock that it's almost painful how full I feel. My hands slide to where he holds me captive in his arms, trying to bargain, to pry him off. He keeps going, every thrust ramming into me until finally I crash over the edge.

My juices gush around his cock, dripping down my legs even as the shower washes the evidence away. He fucks me through every spasm as my walls viciously milk at his cock. His thrusts turn more desperate, rougher while he keeps me carefully pinned against him.

"That's my good girl," he praises against my ear, his grip around me turning bruising as he pumps into me one final time with a low groan. Hot cum pours into me, overflowing around where his cock keeps me plugged, and I can't help the content whimper that leaves me.

With a soft kiss on the nape of my neck, he sets me gently back on my feet before easing out. "What did we learn?" he whispers against my ear, hot breath only feeding the neediness that lingers in my stomach.

"That it feels extra good when Daddy fills me up after coming home?" I whisper, hands sliding to spread myself open where I'm still leaning against the wall. His eyes darken as they move to where my ass and pussy are now spread open before him, leaking.

He makes a noise, half strangled laugh and half approving groan before his hand presses into the curve of my back to push my ass out further.

Gurgled sounds fill the room as he forces his length down my throat once more. He takes a moment to tighten his fist in my hair before continuing his relentless pace as he abuses my throat. "Such a good girl," he murmurs through grit teeth. My only response is the continued gagging and slurping sounds as he fucks my face, mascara running down my cheeks and drool dangling from my chin.

My throat burns with the force of his thrusts, and my lungs burn from the lack of oxygen as he urgently uses me for his own needs. Despite my precarious situation, I obediently keep my jaw relaxed for him as my tongue swirls around his shaft. His grip in my hair tightens even more as he groans a bit in need, thrusting more aggressively as he murmurs praises under his breath. He pulls back then, I taste the warm saltiness of his cum rush across my tongue before I am released and feel the rest of it spatter across my face.

With deep gasps, I feel the relief in my lungs as oxygen pours in before I take a finger, scooping up some of the cum on my cheek and staring at it curiously. He watches me then in rapt fascination. I hold his gaze then, sliding my index finger between my lips and sucking it clean. A small moan leaves my lips as the flavor sinks into my tongue.

Without hesitation, his hand latches onto my throat, pulling me up while his lips fasten on mine. Between the pressure around my throat and the way his tongue threatens to devour me, a dizzy feeling fills my head which rushes to my core as I eagerly return the kiss. He walks me backward until the back of my legs comes in contact with the bed, then he releases me.

"You're such a good girl for me, baby," he praises, unfastening his belt as he speaks, "Are you ready for your reward?"

"Yes, Sir," I nod, sitting on my knees as I look up at him through my lashes expectantly. A smirk lights up his face as he begins to loop the belt around my neck before pulling it taut. My eagerness shows in the way I lean back, letting the belt put pressure on my throat in silent enjoyment.

Soon, he stands before me naked, his body towering over my own as he holds the belt like a leash above me. I stay kneeling, awaiting orders as he begins wrapping the belt around his hand, slowly pulling me in closer. With one rough kiss, he holds my chin in his hand for a moment as if in contemplation, "You're going to ride me, baby," he orders.

Leading me, he sits in the center of the bed, back against the headboard as he pats his lap in invitation. Once I'm straddling him, he readjusts the belt to pull it tighter as he leans back. I tremble in anticipation as my own hands stroke his cock, lining it up with my already-soaking entrance. An appreciative moan leaves my lips as I sink down, feeling him fill me so full.

Almost forgetting myself, my head falls back in pleasure, but the increased pressure around my throat reminds me. My hips begin to move, slowly at first, but the longer he chokes me, the more desperate I become. My nails rake down his chest as I ride him faster, harder, urging him deeper as my moans quickly become ragged gasps caused by him pulling the belt tighter. "More," I beg almost incoherently.

He groans a bit as my pussy tightens eagerly with every notch the belt goes tighter, my riding getting sloppier the more deprived I become. My hips slam down particularly hard, pushing him at just the right angle that I'm seeing stars as my hips and thighs shake, clenching as my pussy convulses around his cock.

"Fuck," he hisses, beginning to thrust up into my spasming hole, dragging out my orgasm as I whimper and beg. He keeps the consistent pressure as he fucks me. My body bounces in his hold as I try to regain control, trying to meet his thrusts. It devolves into me becoming a keening needy mess. I grab at his hand holding the belt, trying to steady myself. My nails leave half-moon marks in his flesh as he growls.

"You're so fucking tight," he praises, his hand releasing the belt to opt for gripping tightly at my hips as he rams into me. I fall into a boneless heap on his chest as my whole pussy clenches, milking at his cock. He pushes so deep it burns, once, twice, before holding me down as he pumps me full of his cum.

He keeps himself seated in me as he gently pries the belt from around my throat, gently massaging it with his fingers as he brushes my hair away from my face. "Baby?" he coaxes gently.

"I'm okay..." comes my soft but raspy reply.