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🌸AU: Toji as your father’s best friend, corrupting you into cockwarming him while your dad and his friends are in the other room, in full view of you on Toji's lap
🌸CW: cockwarming, roleplay, corruption kink, fucking at the dining table, breeding kink, unprotected sex, fluff
🌸A/N: i've been gone for long fkjagnfkja and i really should be finishing up my kinktober stories. But I've been hung up over Uncle Toji sooooo... Anyways, I'm gonna wrap things up the next chapter, with some promised beach sex! I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter though, it was so fluffy at some points (honestly i was gonna make them even more digusting but i couldn't even read it without cringing so this is all u can get LOL)
<< Part 1 🔞, Part 2 🔞 || Part 4 🔞, Epilogue 🔞 >>
Toji and I have been spending a lot of time together. Sometimes, I even spend the night over at his apartment, and then come back home in the morning where I might catch my father or my mother having their breakfast. At first, they would nag at me for staying out for the night but as time goes on, it seems like they have eventually gotten used to it so I don’t even have to sneak back home in the morning anymore, simply just leaving for work from Toji’s place.
The past few days, however, I have been so busy at work that I hardly even see or talk to Toji anymore. I miss him terribly, but he understands that it is a busy time for my father’s company. There is still another week of this torture before the storm settles down and I can finally spend time with Toji again.
Or so I thought.
Coming back home today just after dinner time, I open the door to a house full of laughter and chatter. I see my parents at the dining table with my dad’s friends, having an after-meal chat. They turn to the door where they see me entering the house.
“There she is!”
I whine loudly at my dad’s cheer, not caring that his friends are there to witness it. All of them laugh as they watch me stomp over to the dining table, throwing my handbag down when I pass by the couch.
“Have you eaten?” I shake my head at my mother’s question. So she waves me over. “Come. Eat. There’s still a lot of leftovers.”
I go over to stand at the corner of the table which puts me between Toji and my dad. I survey the table of food before picking up Toji’s chopsticks to pick at a dish. While my father’s friends laugh, my mother tuts and orders me to sit. From the corner of my eye, I see Toji pushing his chair back, probably about to give his seat up to me. But I end up just dropping myself on his lap, shocking him as his hands fly up to my waist.
“There’s an empty chair at the end of the table,” my mother scolds, waving her hand to try to get me off Toji’s lap.
The man gets over his surprise as he scoots his chair closer to the table. He brushes her off. “It’s fine. She’s not that heavy.”
I pop a piece of meat into my mouth and give my mother a smug smile. Setting my chopsticks down, I lean back to hook my arm around Toji’s neck, resting my temple on his and slightly pressing my chest to his face.
“Uncle Toji is the best,” I declare.
Toji’s hand on my waist now slides down under the table to the side of my thigh where he gives me a light pinch in warning.
I let go of him as a friend of my dad jokes to my father, “Careful, you might lose your daughter to Toji.”
My father waves his beer bottle in the air and says, “I’d already lost her to him when he bought her that princess castle when she was eight.”
“You did?” I ask Toji as I turn to face him, having only heard of this the first time.
I barely remember Toji before he left for Thailand. But from photos, I know that he used to spend time with me back then too. He would be pictured carrying me in his arms that weren’t as huge as they are now, he would be photographed smiling down at me as I played with my princess castle dollhouse, he would be seen with me sitting on his lap like I am doing right now.
While I wait for him to respond, I feed myself more food. Toji hums as he watches me eat. He brushes my hair back gently with his rough hands. My father is the one who answers for him verbally, though.
“Oh, yeah! And you would follow him everywhere like a little duckling! You used to love him so much.”
I laugh. “I don’t remember that,” I admit. I shift myself on Toji’s lap to give him a small smile.
“You still follow him around now, anyway,” my mother comments, smiling. “Nothing’s changed.”
“And I still love him very much, too!” I exclaim cutely as I throw my arms around his neck, hiding my face in his nape.
The other men around the table chuckle while my father jokingly sighs as he picks up his wine glass. “Let’s go, boys. Seems like we’re intruding on their family time together.”
Toji calls out to them when he realises his friends are standing from their chairs. They tease him while they start to move over to the living room. My mother clicks her tongue at me and bats her hand in my direction.
“Get off Uncle Toji. You’re being a nuisance!”
I turn my head to look at Toji, who darts his eyes over to me. I know he doesn’t want to be left out and kept away from his friends, especially after they tease him about something like spending time with his best friend’s daughter. But I have missed him greatly, and I just want to spend a little more time with him.
“But Uncle Toji is comfy,” I mumble, leaning slightly on his chest. “Please, can I stay for a few more minutes?”
The panicked look in his eyes fades into an affectionate gaze. His tensed body relaxes against me and our bodies melt into each other. Before my mother scolds me for being intrusive, he circles his arm around my waist.
“Of course, Princess. Stay as long as you need.” He brings his hand up to lightly squeeze my arm now. “And eat as much as you can. A little more meat on you would be a sight to behold.”
My cheeks flare up at once. Toji has always fed me well, no matter if I am hungry or not. He hates whenever I eat too little, and he especially hates the word ‘diet’ coming out from my mouth. Once, he tried to humiliate me by feeding me in a restaurant because I tried to only have a salad for dinner. (That had been his intended purpose but I ended up enjoying the babying so much that sometimes, even in the comfort of his apartment, I have him feed me while I sit on his lap.) He just thinks I look radiant and pretty with plumper features.
“Don’t humour her, Toji,” my mother says, shaking her head and waving her hands at him. “Go join the others. She’ll be fine on her own.”
Toji rests his free hand on the table, almost caging me between his body and the table, as if he doesn’t want me slipping away. “It’s really okay. I’ll stay here and talk to her. It’s been a while since we saw each other anyway. A little catch-up with Uncle Toji won’t hurt, will it, Princess?”
“No!” I chirp, bouncing a little on his lap happily.
He smiles warmly at my mother with a certain look of finality in his eyes. “It’s alright,” is all he says to assure her.
My mother holds his gaze for a second before sighing and shaking her head, understanding that it is difficult to change Toji’s mind if he is set on something. So she bids us good night and leaves the dining table to return to her room.
Now, it is just Toji and I left at the dining table. I glance up at my father and his friends in the living room, laughing and making conversation. Toji’s calloused palm slides down my arm, catching my attention. I turn around to face him. His cat-like eyes that are always lifeless and uninterested regard me with tenderness and affection.
“Eat, baby.”
I nod my head slowly but don’t move to face the food on the table. I stay staring at Toji, who quirks an eyebrow at me. “I missed you, Uncle Toji,” I whisper.
He lifts his big hand to cup my chin, his thumb stroking the corner of my lips. “I know, baby. I missed you too.”
“A lot?”
“A lot. So much.”
I let out a whine and twist my body to slide my arms around his torso. I hug him with my cheek resting on his muscular pec, getting comfortable with the steady thumps of his heart. Toji strokes my back and kisses the crown of my head. We stay in this position for a long time, until he peels me off his body. I pout up at him but he simply curls my hair behind my ear, unbothered.
“Eat, Princess,” Toji murmurs.
I listen this time and lean forward to pick up some food. I shift myself into a more comfortable position, which only makes Toji circle his arm around my waist, pick me up while he lifts himself off the chair a little, and sit back down with me settled on his lap comfortably. He sits me in a way that has his torso lining my back. We would be skin-to-skin if we had our clothes off.
He rests his hand on my lap now while the other reaches out for his beer bottle on the table. It is quiet between the both of us for a minute or two while I eat and Toji quenches his thirst. My legs twitch in surprise when the male strokes my thigh over my dress. I whip my head around to face him.
A corner of his lip pulls up. “Finish eating and maybe we can sneak up to your room, baby.”
I feel a tug in my lower belly that spreads between my legs. Warmth diffuses in my body and so to hide my blush, I quickly turn to the food in front of me. As I fill my empty stomach with more food, Toji caresses my thigh, dragging his rough fingertips on the smooth skin of my leg, sometimes allowing his clean cut nails to scrape my tender flesh. I shift on his lap, trying to ease the tension between my legs. But when I do that, I notice how hard Toji already is, as if just having me sit on his lap is enough to make him hot.
So instead of moving, I try to lift myself off him, only to be yanked back down with his arm tight around my waist. His mouth is close to my neck, his beer bottle shielding the view of his lips brushing my nape as he speaks.
“Stay.”
“But Uncle Toji—”
He now slides his hand between my legs and drags my dress up slowly. “Shh, shh… No one will know.” I gulp, just staring at him, allowing him to do whatever he wants to me. “Just let Uncle Toji touch you over your panties, okay? No one will know.”
Feeling a little kinky today, I decide to play along and even step up the game. I drop my eyes so that I am giving him a bashful look. “Okay… it won’t hurt, right, Uncle Toji?” I ask in a quiet voice.
He stares at me for a few long seconds, taking in my embarrassed expression, my shy voice, my innocent question. He lets out a low growl from the back of his throat, looking so pleased with this role play that he tips his beer bottle back, finishing the rest of the liquid. He sets the empty bottle on the table before resting his two hands on my thighs now, dragging the hem of my skirt up as he goes.
“No, of course not, Princess. Uncle Toji will never hurt you. Don’t you trust me?”
“I trust you, Uncle Toji,” I whisper softly.
The man simply hums as his hands reach my panties. He slides his palms slowly across my thighs, so gently and so lovingly that I gasp when he cups my inner thighs and yanks my legs open. With a hand still on my inner thigh, he stretches his thumb to my swollen little bud over my panties, stroking it slowly. I moan softly and lean back into his chest.
Toji tilts his head to dip his nose in my hair, taking in a deep breath of my scent, his thumb continuously caressing my clit. I rest my hand on his wrist, just wanting to touch him. He slides his other hand down to stroke my thigh while his thumb finally slips under my panties. He rubs the back of his thumb along my slit. I let out a breathy moan, especially when he rubs his knuckle against my hole, letting my wetness slip out by parting my lips.
As he spreads my slick all over my womanhood with the back of his thumb, Toji moans into my ear. “So wet already, my pretty baby.”
I gulp. My voice is breathless and quiet when I murmur, “Uncle Toji… I thought you said just above my panties…”
I turn to look at him and he stares at me, his dark green eyes glazed over with lust, desire, and so much love that I have to bite down hard on my bottom lip to stop myself from kissing him right here, right now.
“I know, baby,” he coos. “But it doesn’t hurt, does it?” I shake my head. He hums and strokes my lips once. “Then will you let Uncle Toji put his finger in you?”
My heart jumps. This feels so naughty. “Inside?” I whisper, my eyes constantly flickering down to his lips.
Toji wets his pillows, his gaze also glancing between my eyes and my lips. The tension between us is growing thicker and stronger. My skin tingles with the electricity pulsing through the air between us.
“Yes, inside, baby. Is that okay?” he asks in a quiet murmur, almost like he doesn’t want to interrupt this moment with his rough voice.
I gulp and shift myself on his lap, only to feel just how aroused Toji already is. I squeeze my legs together. “You promise it won’t hurt?” I whisper, slipping my hand under the table to rest on top of his.
“Promise,” he breathes, spreading his fingers slightly, a wordless permission for me to be touchy.
I fit my fingers between his thick fingers and he immediately curls and tightens them, making my heart leap in my chest. I spread my legs wider for him and tell him, “Just one finger, Uncle Toji.”
With our intertwined hands, he pulls my wet panties to the side while his free hand teases my wet hole with his middle finger. I am breathing hard as I lean back against Toji’s strong chest, anticipating the moment he dips his finger into my aching pussy. He flicks his thick digit on the opening of my hole, just playing with the wetness seeping out of me. Then, he slides slowly into my fluttering pussy, coating his finger in my juices.
“So wet, baby,” he whispers into my ear in his rugged voice, his thumb moving to stroke mine almost lovingly.
He lets out a groan into my hair. Toji slides his finger out of me and enters again, slowly, just enjoying the way my pussy sucks on his thick digit. He builds up to a steady pace that is just right for us to hear the sticky, quiet, but dirty sound of Toji fingering me. I am trying very hard to be silent, but I still let slip some quiet moans. Toji is better at keeping his silence, but I know that he is at his limit now with his hard breathing in my hair, and his hips thrusting just a fraction of a centimetre to relieve himself a little.
Unable to take it anymore, I have to stop before I get too caught up with getting groped by his best friend right under my father’s nose. I squeeze Toji’s fingers and take my hand away to hold onto his other wrist. Toji freezes, afraid that I might be uncomfortable. I turn around and look into his lust-filled eyes.
“I’ll get you more beer, Uncle Toji.”
My whisper came out so breathy that I sound sultry, even to my own ears. Toji relaxes and nods his head. I watch him bring his hand to his mouth where he slides his palm across his lips. I belatedly recognise the sheen of wetness on his middle finger when he runs the tip of his tongue along his bottom lip, tasting the residue of my slick coating his finger. I have to hold my breath as he slides that finger slowly between his scarred lips.
I swallow and curse quietly, “Fuck,” as I stand and brush down my dress. I turn to Toji and see him smirking at me, his finger now slowly sliding out of his mouth while his other hand is blatantly under the table, rubbing and massaging his restrained cock over his jeans.
I turn away quickly and scuttle into the kitchen to create some distance between us. It is as though the air gets thinner the further away from him as I take huge gulps of air the moment I am in the kitchen. I take a few seconds to clear my head before padding over to the refrigerator to pull out a cold bottle of beer for Toji. Just as I am about to walk out of the kitchen, an idea comes to mind and I move to hide myself for a second as I shimmy out of my drenched panties.
Quickly bunching it up in my fist, I exit the kitchen, only to stop in my tracks as I watch Toji staring at me, his hand wrapped around his thick cock under the table, stroking slowly. I dart anxious eyes to the living room with my heart pounding, wondering if anyone is suspicious of Toji. His friends are all having a good time, leaving Toji and I totally forgotten at the dining table.
I walk over to him slowly, my eyes constantly glancing down at his swollen member. I swallow and stand next to him. Toji stares up at me with a slight quirk on his lips. I reach out to hold his beer to him, letting my panties dangle on my fingers, hidden behind the bottle. He captures his bottom lip between his teeth.
He takes my panties first, stuffing it into his pocket, before grabbing the beer bottle from me. Then he rests his hand on my ass. “Sit on Uncle Toji’s lap, baby.”
I gulp and move towards him. He automatically spreads his legs, letting me squeeze between them. I turn around to look at Toji, only to see him staring at my ass. I perk my ass out a little more and as if he has caught himself staring, Toji flicks his gaze up to meet mine. I give him a sweet smile. His hand starts to move a little bit faster. He drags his free hand up the back of my thigh, his calloused palm raising the hair on my body.
“I’ll open your beer for you,” I tell him quietly.
Maybe I kind of want to be groped and used by my father’s best friend while my dad is just a few metres away from us. I stretch my arm out for the bottle opener across the table, perking my ass out, and Toji slides his palm up my leg slowly until he flits his fingers over my slit. I have to hold my breath when he rubs his finger up and down my wet lips, spreading my slick everywhere and getting me prepped for what he is going to do next.
As I retract my hand that is now holding the bottle opener, Toji rests a big hand on my hip, using just a bit of force to pull me towards him. I let him lower me slowly, but I turn to give him an innocent look. He immediately smooths my ass.
“It’s okay,” he coos. “Uncle Toji just wants to make you feel good.”
I glance down at his hand that is still gripping and stroking his swollen cock. I flicker my eyes back up at him. “Will you put your thingy inside of me?” I whisper.
“Just for a little while, is that okay, sweetheart?” he coos in a low, soothing voice. “Just warm Uncle Toji up for a minute, will ya?”
I am too delighted by the foreplay, all the acting like I am being corrupted and used by a man just a few years younger than my dad. I nod my head, trying not to come off too eager, even as I etch a small, unsure frown on my eyebrows. Toji continues pulling me down to sit on his lap until I am hovering just nice over his cock. He rubs his head up and down my drenched cunt, eliciting a soft mewl from me, and as if that is just what he wanted, he fits his meat between my flaps and, very slowly, sits me down on him.
I can hear Toji slipping in his restraints as short and quiet moans rumble from his chest the more I sit on him. He lets go of my hip but I am still lowering myself without a prompt, bottoming his thick cock inside of my drenched, tight hole. The moment I have sat completely down on him, I wiggle my ass, getting comfortable on his lap. Toji growls under his breath, just enough for me to hear. He doesn’t scold me for teasing him though, instead he brushes down my dress to make sure I am properly covered from every angle so no one would think that Uncle Toji has his hard dick inside of his best friend’s daughter.
As he rests a heavy hand on my hip, I pop off the cap of the beer with the bottle opener and turn around to hold it out to him. He darts his eyes about my features, looking so much like he wants to kiss the fuck out of me right there at the dining table in full view of his friends if they decide to look over at us. So, in order to save our asses, I quickly turn away and pick up my chopsticks again. I hear Toji letting out a controlled breath behind me, timing his breath to calm himself down.
Hearing my father and his friends laughing and conversing so close by, my pussy starts to flutter at the fear of getting caught, which really isn’t helping. Toji groans into the back of my neck. As I take little bites and nibbles of whatever is closest to me, I think for a second that this is it, that this is all we’re going to do and no one will find out.
But Toji smooths his hand over my leg and keeps it on my hip, his hold possessive. He leans in to whisper in his low, husky voice, “You feel so good, baby. Do you think you can move for me?”
My heart had already been pounding in my chest but now it is racing. I tilt my head a little to look at him, but he leans in to brush the tip of his nose on my jaw, lifting his head just a tad to touch my skin with his lips. His hand on my hips is curled slightly, dragging the tips of his fingers up and down my skin, my body now electric at his touch.
Fuck. How do I say no to that?
Without even answering him, I hold myself up by pushing my forearms against the edge of the table and start moving my hips. Slowly at first, unsure, until I hear Toji’s relieved moan quiet in my ear, and I start moving my hips, moving them side-to-side, front-and-back. My pussy is only getting wetter as I stare at my father and his friends, laughing and talking right in front of our eyes, the idea of getting caught turning me on. Toji has to set his beer down and when he does, I see that his grip on the bottle is white. The sound of my wet pussy grinding against his cock is wet and sticky, and so hot that Toji cannot stop himself from groaning aloud in my ear.
“God, baby,” he curses under his breath.
I feel him leaning back until his back pounds against the backrest of the chair. I turn my head to see him with his eyes closed and his mouth slightly open, a handsome face of pure bliss. I smirk. Leaning back into him a little, I make tiny waves with my body, giving him a little lap dance. His muscular arm immediately wraps around my torso, squeezing me to him. I look up and behind at him, only to see him staring at me with dark, piercing eyes.
“Stop. They’re going to get suspicious,” he hisses.
I turn back to the front. It feels like a scene on the television; my father sitting at his favourite spot on the couch with his wine glass sitting on his palm while he is surrounded by his friends, some with beer, some with wine, some even with whisky, all of them guffawing and talking loudly like there is no one else in the house.
I put down my chopsticks to rest my hands on Toji’s thighs behind me, holding myself up. As I move my body, I whisper, “Isn’t it scary, Uncle Toji? Maybe one of them could turn their heads right now…” I start to lift my hips just a centimetre before sitting back down again. Toji lets out a pained growl. “...they could see me bouncing on your cock, Uncle Toji.”
He gives himself just a few seconds to enjoy my little lap dance before he grips on to my hip and literally stops me from moving. I stay still, feeling how warm the spot between my thighs is, and how wet I am dripping onto Toji’s balls. I wiggle myself again and this time Toji flat-out curses into the back of my ear. It makes me giggle.
“It’s not funny, kid,” he growls at me, squeezing my hip. “They’re going to catch us.”
I lean forward again, slowly moving to push my ass out. Toji doesn’t say anything else, probably anxious yet excited to find out what I would do to him. I pick up my chopsticks and reach out to grab something from the other end of the table. This requires me to lift myself off his lap, sliding up until I have three-quarter of his cock out of me. I hear Toji inhaling a sharp breath of air through his teeth. I get a small piece of marinated fried chicken and as I pop it into my mouth, I circle my hips just a little before slamming myself down on Toji’s gigantic, throbbing cock.
He jerks forward and lets out the hottest, horniest moan he has ever given, just as I moan loudly at the food, trying my hardest not to roll my eyes to the back of my head at the sensation of being filled again by Toji’s cock. My father and his friends look over to us and I suddenly have cold sweat forming on the back of my neck, my heart crashing into my ribcage with each thump. Toji is frozen behind me so I have to deal with this alone. I moan again as I chew on the piece of chicken in my mouth.
“This chicken is so good!” I exclaim, a bit too excitedly.
I lean forward to reach for another piece of chicken again, and I can feel just how still Toji is as I slide up off his cock, only to sit back down on his steel rod that is twitching at the danger of this situation. I pop the chicken piece in my mouth and moan again, melting against Toji’s rigid body.
“Dad, we need Auntie Hina to make more of these!”
Toji’s breathing is ragged and slow in my ear. One of his friends agrees with me. “Yeah, we need her recipe.”
Another friend scoffs. “So your wife can cook for you?”
The group of uncles all laugh. The first friend is offended when he says, “Hey! I can cook, okay!”
Another friend pipes up, “A-ha! Twenty bucks, Sagita! There was no way Kenta wasn’t going to lie today!”
“Hey, what—!”
I tune out of that meaningless conversation then, when my father stands and announces that he is going to open another bottle of wine. He brings the empty bottle with him after setting his glass down.
I watch him as he walks from the living room and to the wine cellar, where he brings out another bottle of wine the next minute. The entire time, Toji and I are unmoving in our seats, hardly even breathing. But my pussy is pulsing around his dick, aching for a good fuck, especially in such a dangerous situation.
My father walks to the kitchen where he drops off the empty bottle in the trash before stopping by the dining table while on his way to the living room. This time, I am certain that Toji and I are not breathing at all. My dad doesn’t say anything for a few seconds, just taking in the sight in front of him, of his daughter sitting on his best friend’s lap. He eventually lets out a hum.
“You know… I don’t think I would be mad if you took care of my daughter, Toji.”
My entire body heats up at his words, and even Toji is at a loss for words. I open my mouth to voice out my confusion, but he clears it as he walks away.
“You’re better than all the young men I see these days. You have my blessings if you want to marry her.”
I immediately flush red as I stutter, “D-Dad…!”
He only laughs, and now his friends are also talking about Toji potentially being my husband. I am so embarrassed that I try to cover my ears from listening to them because, sure, Toji might treat me like a lover, like his little girlfriend. But that doesn’t mean he would want to marry me.
The whole bunch of men now bring their conversation to the back garden where they get to smoke and continue their debate about whether or not Toji would treat me any differently from his usual, distant self. Now that it is just Toji and I left inside, I turn to peek at him. He glances over at me from where his last friend has left and is now shutting the back door close. His eyes soften at my flushed cheeks.
“Stand up, Princess,” he murmurs quietly.
Afraid that he might no longer be in the mood anymore, I quickly stand up, the slimy sound of my pussy sliding off his hard dick loud in the quietness of the house. I stand next to him, unsure. But then he stands as well, holding and stroking his swollen cock in his big hand. He rests a hand on my hip and steers me to the stairs.
“Come on, baby. I wanna cum inside of you.”
Excited now, I grab my bag quickly and run up the stairs, turning back to look at Toji once, noticing his dark eyes glued on me as his right hand slowly strokes his member even as he ascends the steps. I skip into my room and leave the door open, dropping my bag onto the group, and throwing myself to the bed. I lift my dress and spread my bent legs so that the moment Toji enters, he is greeted by the sight of my glistening wet cunt.
I giggle when he growls at the view before him. He slams the door shut, remembering to twist the lock, before taking big strides over to the bed. He climbs onto the mattress to hover over me, his cock already at the entrance of my aching hole. I look up into his piercing eyes. Toji lets out a grunt as he buries his face in the side of my neck, nuzzling his nose against my skin. I giggle as I hold the back of his head to my throat.
I feel him move his hips a little as he rubs his cockhead along my lips, teasing me. Only when I let out a whine, which Toji has confessed he likes hearing, does he push himself into my sopping wet pussy, so tight and easy to penetrate from the cockwarming and teasing from before. Toji groans for as long as his entire length sheathes inside of me. Then, he nibbles and bites on my neck, moaning at the taste of my salty skin.
“I want to torture you for being such a tease in front of my friends,” his mutter muffled in my hair.
“But you liked it, Uncle Toji?” I giggle, now lifting my legs to wrap them around his hips.
The man moans at the change of position. He separates himself away from me after dropping a kiss on the possible hickey he might have given me. He holds himself up with his hands on the bed on either side of my face. He stares at me for a long moment, not saying anything, not even answering me. I wonder if anything is bugging him, but before I even get to ask him about it, he leans down to kiss my forehead. Then the tip of my nose. Then my jaw.
And just before he reaches my lips, he whispers, “There is nothing you can do that Uncle Toji won’t love.”
My heart swells in my chest. As I tip my head up to deepen the kiss, Toji fucks me meaningfully, his thrusts slow and deep, always bottoming out inside of me. The swell in my chest seems to grow and grow until I can feel it in my stomach too. Toji feels the way my pussy is clamping down on his cock in a tight grip. He breaks away from the kiss and leans back on his heels.
I mewl and whimper as I watch him fuck me passionately, his eyes locked on me, his breathing short but steady, the bump in his throat bobbing every time he swallows. Unable to take the intensity of his stare, I bring my arms up to obscure my face as I clutch onto my hair. But Toji stops moving, leans forward, digging his cock deeper inside of me, and pulls my elbows away from blocking the view of my face.
“I want to watch you cum, Princess. Don’t do that.”
How can I say no, especially when he licks his fingers and brings them down to my throbbing clit? He doesn’t rush to pound me with his monster cock today. Actually, he doesn’t even fuck me now as he stays buried inside of my warm, slobbering pussy. But he plays with my clit slowly at first, watching me squirm before him, enjoying the sight of my flushed face and my mewls that call out to him.
He traps his bottom lip between his teeth as he speeds up his ministrations. He moves his hips a little now, just fucking me with an inch of his cock everytime, as he rubs on my pleasure pearl. I am starting to breathe harder and the swell that has spread from my chest to my stomach has now taken over my body. I bite on my bottom lip but I still let out whining moans.
“Oh, my pretty girl going to cum?” Toji coos, now yanking on my legs to pull me impossibly closer to his hips.
He doesn’t fuck me now, but he tries to push my legs open as he churns saliva in his mouth before spitting on my clit. I plead him with a crying mewl. He still has his bottom lip caught in his teeth as he grins.
Taking a hand off my thigh to rub his thumb up and down my swollen, spit-covered clit, Toji murmurs, “Wanna cum for Uncle Toji, baby? Show me how good I make you feel?”
“Yeah— Yes, D-Daddy…!”
Toji coos. His thumb twirling and flicking my bud in leisure. My thighs are squirming shut already, a very easy telling sign that I am so close to my climax. So Toji leans forward, separating them with his body, once again changing the position of his cock inside of me. He presses the side of his face to mine as he now changes to use his middle and fourth fingers to massage my clit.
“Whisper Daddy’s name in his ear when you cum, Princess,” he murmurs into my hair while he slowly teases me. I nod my head desperately, wanting to cum already. He clicks his tongue. “Use your words, baby.”
“Yes,” I whisper, almost begging.
Toji hums in delight. Now, he finally gives in and almost violently rubs on my clit, making my thighs tremble and my body convulse all at once. I throw my arms around him as my vision goes black and my brain blanks.
“Oh, Toji, Toji, Toji…” I hear myself whisper-mewling as I cum. “Fuck, so good, Daddy Toji!”
I hear him groan in my ear. Maybe my throbbing, tight pussy cumming around his swollen cock is too much too handle. Or maybe my slutty whispers only meant for him to hear are what did it for him. But Toji suddenly nuzzles his face into the crook of my neck where he buries long moans of my name, and I finally realise that he is cumming in me only when I am coming down from my high. He keeps shooting his seeds into me, his hips twitching, his chest rumbling with groans. And that is how I know that he has missed me as much as I did in the time we haven’t met.
It takes him a while even after his orgasm to catch his breath. But when he does, he falls to the bed next to me, slipping out of me in the process. We’re both still reeling from our orgasms, both of us still breathing hard, when I feel a touch on my cheek. I turn my head to see Toji already staring at me, his thick fingers brushing my skin. I move closer and rest my cheek on his palm, nuzzling my face inside his rough hand.
“I need to go back to my friends,” he mutters, sounding very apologetic and unwilling. He rubs my cheek with his thumb, almost longingly.
Even with me, Toji is still prideful (though not as prideful as he normally is), but I have long learnt how to read what he cannot say verbally. I tilt my head to press a kiss to the pad of his thumb.
“Next week, Uncle Toji,” I promise him. “My dad gave me three days of rest so I’ll blow off steam with you.”
Toji rolls to the side on his elbow now, pulling me closer to him with an arm snaked around my waist. He presses his lips to my temple. “Five days?” he mumbles against my skin in a haggle.
I pause, thinking about asking my dad for more days off. But then I sigh and turn the idea down. My father loves me to death but he wants to break me in to be a tough enough girl to take over his company when the time comes.
“I don’t know…”
Toji drops a chaste kiss to the corner of my eye before lifting my head off his forearm now and getting off the bed. I quickly sit up to watch him standing by the side of my bed, doing up his jeans.
“I’ll talk to your dad later. But make sure to give your all for this project to earn those five days, okay?” I bob my head obediently. He leans over with his puckered lips to my forehead. “I’ll see you next week, Princess.”
He moves away and I watch him walk towards the door for a while, before blurting out when he reaches the foot of my bed, “Wait, Toji—” The man halts for a second. Then he turns to face me, a worried look embedded on his face. I swallow and nervously mutter, “I love you…?”
The worry on his face immediately vanishes. He breaks out into a small smile. Turning around, he reaches down to grab my ankle and drags me to the edge of the bed where I sit staring up at him with a pounding, fluttering heart. He cups my face and leans down to kiss me lightly on the lips.
“I love you, too.” I am grinning widely as he leans back now. He gives me one last pat on my head and as he nears the door, he warns me, “But don’t ever say that again when I am about to go. I’ll never leave.”
When the minister walked out of his office and into the sanctuary, he was momentarily shocked to see the object of his lust alone in the front pew. Amber was reading a hymn book while seemingly, casually opening and closing her legs as she sat there.
He couldn’t take his eyes off her clean white panties as they flashed between her thighs at him.
Every glimpse of those panties made his mouth fill with saliva. His tongue seem to thicken with the need to lick the plain cotton between her young thighs. Heat raced through his body as he imagined what she smelled like, what she tasted like.
The devil curled lust in his belly. Made his cock begin to lengthen behind the fly of his suit pants.
“Hi, Pastor Richmond.”
He shivered as her angelic voice flowed over him. He stepped behind the pulpit, slipping his hand into his pants pocket and rearranged his cock, unable to stop himself from stroking his growing flesh.
“Hello… hello, Amber,” he stuttered as his cock throbbed, “ what are you doing here by yourself?”
“The church bus left while I was in the bathroom, Pastor Richmond,” she said, looking up at him with the sweet blue eyes and pouty lips that he’d dream of having suckle on his cock.
“You can use the phone in my office and call someone from home to come and get you,” he told her, part of him praying that she would and remove her tempting body from his sight.
Her legs stop moving, splay open like she was almost displaying her panties for him to view. His gut clenched and his cock expanded in appreciation.
“There’s no one at home for me to call, sir, Mom and Dad both had to go into work today.”
His gaze roamed over her bare pale thighs, how they looked so soft.
They made his palms itch to touch them.
They made his lips long to kiss them.
They made him want to feel them wrapped around his hips as he pumped his cock into her little pussy.
His hand worked on his cock with his pants pocket as sweat coated his body.
“Is… oh lord… is there anyone else you can call?” He half heartedly asked as he squeezed his cock and swallowed back a moan.
“No, sir,”
The devil that controlled his lust broke loose. It spread it’s will through his body like fire, sending a burning flame of need through his cock as months of longing was set free.
He stepped out from behind his pulpit, giving his cock another good stroke before letting it tent out the front of his pants so perversely. He walked to her, staring hard at her tightly covered little pussy as he crossed to the front pew before he sat beside her, making sure that every inch of his body pressed up against her.
“You’re such a pretty young lady, you can just stay here with me and I’ll give you a ride.” He put his arm across her shoulders and hugged her close to his body.
“Thank you, Pastor Richmond,” she murmured as her head went against his chest. He couldn’t resist flexing his cock and making the tent in his pants move, knowing she would see it.
“You are such a pretty girl, I bet your Daddy has a time keeping the boys away from you,” he told her as he stroked his hand over her blond hair and down her side before she pulled away.
“Daddy won’t let me date, Pastor Richmond. I’ve even tried begging him to let me date and he still says no.”
A virgin!
His cock jerked and he saw her head tilt and knew she was looking at the bulging tent between his legs.
“Now don’t lie, Amber, surely a pretty young lady like you has at least kissed a boy?” He asked slowly stroking his hand up and down her thigh as she turned her blushing face up to his and shook her head no.
He reached out and rubbed his index finger across the plump surface of her bottom lip, back and forth he stroked it before he slightly pushed the tip inside and back out.
“You mean to tell me, Amber, that no boy has been smart enough to kiss your sweet red lips?”
Her eyes were wide as he continued to stroke his fingertip over her lip and pushing it inside her mouth.
Once more she shook her head no.
“I think we need to change that, Amber.”
Not giving her time to think he leaned in and kissed her. His lips were knowingly soft as they slid across her tender mouth. He toyed with her lips as she gasped, dipping his tongue in for a quick taste of her before once more playing with her lips.
“Your mouth taste so sweet, Amber,” he slid his hand into her hair, gripping it tight to angle her head the way he wanted. “I want another kiss,” he moaned before taking her mouth.
This time he kissed her like he did a woman. His lips was firm, pressing hard against hers, forcing them apart and allowing him to thrust his tongue deep inside her mouth. He licked and teased her tongue with his, tasted her and moaned into her, swallowing her sweet whimpers and moans.
And while he had her distracted with his kiss, his hand was roaming over her tender thighs, touching the flesh he’d lusted over so long. He wanted more now that he’d felt her young skin. The heat of her little pussy was drawing him in each time he drew near it.
As he drove his tongue deep in to her mouth, he palmed her little cotton covered pussy. Her heat was scorching through the thin material.
And she was getting wet.
He wiggled his finger between her covered little pussy lips, groaning as she humped her little pussy into his hand.
“You naughty little girl,” he said to her between kisses, “you like having your little pussy played with, don’t you, Amber?”
Her face was red, shining with sweat. Her whole body straining for release as he just lightly teased her with his fingers. He got down on his knees and tugged her white panties off. His cock throbbed hard at his first look of her bald little pussy.
“What… oh lord, Pastor Richmond, what are you doing?” She gasped, trying to close her legs.
He wedged his body between her thighs and stroked his fingers over her bare pussy, chuckling as she gasped and willingly spread her legs open for his touch. He played with her clit, rubbing and pinching it, taking his fingers down to her virginal hole and pressing them inside just slightly driving Amber to the edge of orgasm before he dived down and suckled her clit with his mouth.
Her cries of pleasure echo in the sanctuary as he pulled on her clit with his lips, flicking his tongue over it before suckling her with his mouth until she came on his face.
Her cream was sweeter than ambrosia. So much so that he kept up his licking and suckling of her sweet little pussy, bringing her to orgasm twice more before his aching cock had to have relief of its own.
As Amber was still gasping for her breath, he quickly pulled his pants down to his knees, freeing his thickened meat. Kneeling between her spread thighs, he placed her legs over his arms, holding her open for his invasion.
With one hand on the back of the pew, he used the other to guide the head of his cock up and down the wet, cream coated lips of Amber’s wet little virginal pussy. The sound of his cock head squishing through the wet flesh nearly made him cum.
He started pushing into her tight unused hole, moaning as it spread open for the plum head of his cock.
“Take it in, Amber, take my cock. Let the Lord take your little pussy through me, Amber.”
He grunted as he gave a shove of his hips and popped the head of his cock into her tight young pussy.
“Sweet, Sweet Lord, you’re so tight, little girl.” He gasped as her little pussy gripped his cock head. “The Lord, oh my heavens, how the Lord love a tight little pussy.”
He worked his hips, pushing a little more of his cock into her and stopped when he came up to her hymn.
“Pastor… oh god… Pastor Richmond… it… it hurts so much,” she whimpered beneath him, wiggling on the end of his cock, making his cock head rub against her hymn.
“Shhh… shhh,” he rubbed on her clit and gritted his teeth as her little pussy locked around his cock head. He stroked in and out of her pussy as he worked her clit, watching her hips lifting her toward him as he went in. He hunched on her until her orgasm took her by surprise and when it did, that’s when he broke through her hymn and impaled her with every inch of his throbbing cock.
Her cries out to Jesus filled the sanctuary as he held his cock deep up against her womb. Her clenching muscles massaging his whole shaft.
“The Lord is sorry for your suffering, Amber,” he murmured as he started to slowly fuck her. “But the next time the Lord seeks pleasure from your little pussy through my cock, it will be so much better.”
He looked down and groaned as he watched her broken hole cling to his shaft, looking like it was turning her pussy inside out as he pulled back. He tried to screw his throbbing meat into her slowly, but it was too much watching her pussy swallowing his cock over and over. Hearing the pew creaking and popping with every thrust that he pounded into her little pussy. Her tears of pain turning into cries and moans of pleasure made his gut tighten, his balls swell with cum.
And the devil road him to take Amber’s little hole as hard as he could. He placed her young legs over his shoulders, used his hands on the back of the pew as leverage to help screw his cock into her harder, faster, and, sweet Jesus, deeper into her sucking little pussy.
And when his balls finally released all the seed that they held inside them, he couldn’t stop screwing Amber’s little sucking hole even then. He kept pumping his squirting cock in and out of her little pussy over and over, using her milking muscles to pull every ounce of his breeding cream from his body into her womb.
Even when his cock stopped pumping seed into Amber’s little sucking hole, he couldn’t quit fucking her. He pulled her tight onto his cock and sat in the pew with her straddling him. He gripped her ass hard and fucked her up and down on his aching cock, watching as his seed squished out of her hole and ran down his shaft with each slide of her pussy up and down his cock.
“Ride my horse cock,” he growled, pounding her, the sound of their fleshing slapping getting louder as he slammed her down to the root of his cock.
She let out a loud scream and her little pussy contracted around him causing him to cry out as he suddenly shot a thick string of cum into Amber’s milking hole.
“Come on,” he grunted, “suck me… suck me dry.”
He held her down on the base of his cock, pumping his seed right into her womb. He’d never felt so potent as he did right then with her young little bald pussy wrapped so tight, sucking so hard, around his cock and swallowing his cream.
He lay them out on the pew seat, his cock still tucked up inside her suckling little hole. He lazily stroked his hands up and down her back, lifting his hips and grinding her clit against his body to make her moan. Reluctantly he helped her to lift off his trapped meat inside her.
He swore the sound of his cock head popping out of her pussy echoed inside the sanctuary. And watching all of his cum gush out of her freshly fucked hole was making his balls start to fill with seed once more.
He pulled his pants up, but kept his cock sticking out of the zipper, wanting her to see his meat, to see that he was still covered in their juices and still semi hard. He helped her dress, telling her that she was going to be really sore and aching in places she didn’t think would ache.
“You know you could get pregnant from all the sperm I just pumped into your little pussy don’t you, Amber?” He asked as he suddenly rubbed his hand over her belly, feeling his cock springing back to life at the thought of her being swollen with his child.
“Yes… yes, sir,” she said after a moment of silence and shock.
He couldn’t stop himself, he reached into her panties and pushed his fingers into her leaking hole, stroking them in and out of her. He took her hand and wrapped it around his thickened cock, showing her how to work him.
“Mm… what do you say to being my secret girlfriend, Amber?” He asked her just as he circled her clit with his thumb.
“I… oh Pastor Richmond, I… I would like… like that,” she moaned, her hand pumped up and down on his cock harder. He kissed her, sucking on her tongue as he fucked her hole with his fingers.
“Mmm, who knows little girl… if we keep screwing on this pew every Sunday after services,” he ground his palm on her clit and made her gasp. “working my thick cock into your little pussy until it sucks the Lord’s seed into your little hole, you just might get a baby in your belly.”
He was stroking his hard dick when he heard Laura came home and dropped her backpack. He quickly turned off the tv and moved his sweat pants around before she came bounding into the living room.
“Hey Daddy”, Laura said as she kissed him on the side of the head. “Guess what!?” She exclaimed as she turned around the corner into full view. Now standing in front of him, he followed her long blonde hair down to see a new cheerleading uniform. “I made it on the team!” She said as she bounced from excitement enough that her DD breasts jiggled in a way that made his dick harden.
The blue and black tight uniform complimented all of her features. The skirt just a bit too short, tempting him with every twist and turn that he might see her panties. The shirt so tight her big tits want to pop out. Her belly button peaking out, showing her flat stomach. “That’s wonderful baby!” He said, trying not to make it obvious he was staring.
“Do you like the uniform daddy? Can you write the school a check for it?” She said, leaning forward putting her hands on his shoulders, her breasts now right in his eye line. “Of course! My daughter, the cheerleader!”.
She squealed in excitement and jumped into his lap, one leg on each side of him, as she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him. “Thank you!” She said as she bounced up and down again with excitement.
He could feel his cock growing harder than he’d felt in a long time as her breasts pressed up against him and her barely covered pussy hovered so close. He knew she may feel he was hard. His pulse quickened with excitement and trepidation.
He knew it was wrong to look at her like this. He didn’t know if it was because he was already horny or because of the cheerleader uniform but he wanted to fuck her so badly.
“What’s this Daddy?” Laura asked as she put her hand over his sweat pants, grazing his hard dick.
“Sorry sweetheart, Daddy wasn’t feeling well so he had to do something to feel better”.
She tilted her head not quite understanding. “Oh no! How does this help you feel better?”
“Well you see sweetheart, there’s a way that people can make their bodies feel good and part of Daddy’s body changes temporarily because of it. If this is hard that means I can feel better.”
“Well I want you to feel better Daddy!” Laura said, still straddling him with one hand holding his hard cock over top of his sweat pants. He could feel it pulsating in her hand. “I have been feeling pretty tired. Maybe I’m not feeling well either”, she said, wondering if she’d caught his mysterious illness.
He stopped for a second to wonder if he should take this opportunity or let it go. He rested both is hands on her hips and said, “Well there’s a way for both of us to make sure we feel better. Do you want me to show you?”
“Oh yes, please Daddy! I can’t get sick and miss the beginning of cheerleading.” Laura’s hands now both on her dad’s shoulders, she stared at him expectantly.
“Here come a bit closer,” he said as he used his hands to bring her hips closer to him. Her panty covered pussy now against his sweatpants, pressed firmly on his hard cock. Her big boobs now close to his face.
“This will help up to feel better, and you’ll strengthen for cheer practice. Try moving back and forth like this,” he instructed as she used his hands to guide her hips back and forth. Her panty covered pussy slowly rubbing against his hard sweatpant covered dick. Her hips bringing her forward and back. “How did that feel? Do you feel that hardness on Daddy?”
“Oh yes Daddy, it’s really hard. I liked the way it felt.”
“Well if you keep moving like that, it will keep Daddy hard and feeling better. It will start to help you feel better too.”
Laura looked down and started to move her hips back and forth.
“There’s even a place that will help you feel even better. Do you want Daddy to show you?”
“Yes, please Daddy. I want to feel better.”
He reached one of his hands up her skirt. Slowly allowing his fingers to trail along her leg as he came to her panties. The air caught in his chest as he put his hands against her warm panties knowing only a thin layer of fabric was separating their skin. He took his thumb and moved between her thick lips to find her clit and began to slowly rub clockwise. “How does that feel?”
“I feel tingly” she said, as she bit her lip, confused by this new feeling.
“Do you like it?” He asked, expectantly.
“Yah, I think so.”
“Try moving back and forth while I do this.” Laura began slowly moving back and forth again. Feeling tingling between her legs.
“It’s going to help Daddy if I can take my pants down a bit”.
“Okay”, she said as he began to shimmy the sides of his sweatpants down his thighs. His dick now revealed but Laura couldn’t see it under her skirt. She sat back down against him and he could feel the warmth of her pussy and the lips hugging around his shaft as she got even closer. It took everything in him not to cum in that moment.
“There’s another spot that will help you to feel better,” he said, aching to get that cheerleader top off of her to see her huge breasts. “But it’s under your top. Do you want to take it off?”
“Yah, I’m feeling pretty hot. But then I’ll just be wearing a bra.”
“That’s okay sweetie.”
To his amazement Laura began to take her top off over her head, revealing her huge boobs barely covered by a yellow bra. He could just see a tiny sliver of her nipples peaking out from the side of the bra.
“The special area is right in the middle here,” he said as he gentle grazed the nipple area over top of the bra. “But it feels better skin to skin. Can Daddy touch there and show you?”
“I guess so, if it will help me feel better.”
He slipped both his hands between the cup and her breast, grabbing handfuls before he popped them out, releasing his hands to gaze upon her supple breasts. Her nipples hard to the cold air and his touch.
He took a moment to stare at them, his dick throbbing. He took both hands back toward them, cupping them and using his thumbs to rub around both nipples at the same time. “How does this feel?”
“Good Daddy”. Her hips instinctively moved forward and back. Without thinking he leaned forward, putting one of her breasts into his face, bringing his mouth to her nipple and running his tongue around it, feeling it harden further. “Oh Daddy!” She exclaimed, closing her eyes from the feeling.
“Do you like that?”
“Yes, that feels nice.”
He moved to her other nipple, running his tongue along it while he massaged her boob. Her hips still moving back and forth along his bare cock. He could feel her beginning to get wet.
He ran his other hand down her body and back up her skirt, giving her clit a rub while he licked her nipple. “Ooohhh” she moaned. “Wow Daddy that makes me feel really good.”
“It makes me feel really good too baby.” He said, as he subtly moved her panties to the side, her wet lips meeting his hard shaft. Gliding back and forth. “Oh baby you’re so wet”.
“Sorry Daddy.”
“Don’t be sorry sweetheart, that’s a good thing. It means your body is starting to feel better. But it feels much better when you keep going.”
“Are you feeling better?”
“I am starting to. But I could feel much better too the longer we keep going. Do you want to feel a lot better with me?”
“Better than this? Yes Daddy. Show me how.”
“Keep moving. Let your body tell you what feels good and move with that.” Her pace began to quicken as she started humping him, desperate to feel good.
“This feels really good Daddy”, she said, her pussy now moving along the full length of his shaft, slightly catching at the head of his dick. He began to move his hips every time her wet hole got close to the head. Tempting it to slip in.
“Oh baby, this really makes Daddy feel good. Don’t stop sweetie.”
“I like when you move your hips too Daddy.”
“Come closer, so I can touch your special parts”, he said as she brought her breasts into his face and he licked her nipple and grabbed his dick. With the bit of space between them, he used the tip of his tick to tickle her clit.
Laura giggled, “oh Daddy, that makes me feel really good.” He moved his tip fast over her clit and then would move it toward her vagina, giving just a bit of pressure. “Ooh” she moaned. Falling even further forward, his face now squished in her boobs, her hands gripping the back of the couch.
Her hips instinctively moving back and forth, like something taking over her, she needed to feel him harder against her. All these new sensations made her feel better than she had ever felt and she didn’t want it to stop.
He teased her clit more, and again moved down, allowing the head of his dick to push a bit further in. “Oh I like that Daddy. Please don’t stop”.
It took everything in his power to not thrust all the way into her too fast. He was so horny and wanted her tight pussy so bad. He knew he had to delay to resist those animal urges. So he wrapped his arms around her and turned her to lay her down on the couch.
Their bodies against each other he looked and her and said, “do you want to learn a special kind of kiss?”
“Different to how we already kiss?” She asked looking at him with her innocent doe eyes.
“Yes baby. It’s a special kind of kiss only certain people share.”
“Okay.” She said as she could feel her pulse in between her legs.
He brought his lips to hers and pushed them harder against her. “Part your mouth a little” he instructed, and then he slipped his tongue into her mouth. “Do you like that baby?”
“Mmm yah that’s nice Daddy.”
“The special kiss can also be done in other places.”
“Oh really?” Laura asked.
“Yes baby, do you want to see?”
“Sure Daddy.”
He leaned down and put his head between her skirt. Laura was confused by this and then suddenly felt his mouth against her pussy. The wet roll of his tongue over her clit and her sopping wet vagina.
Her hips automatically pushed forward, closer to his mouth as she let a huge moan. “Oh my god Daddy.”
“You like that baby?”
“Yes Daddy, don’t stop.”
He moved his tongue faster and brought a finger up to her pussy, catching the juices and slowly began to move his finger deep and deeper into her vagina.
“Mmmmm” she moaned, humping against him desperate for him to keep going.
“What about your hard part Daddy? Is it feeling better?”
“Well sweetie, it still could feel a lot better. But I would need your help for that.”
“Of course Daddy, you’ve already helped me to feel so much better.”
He sat up, revealing his hard dick to her for the first time. She sat up looking at this new thing she hadn’t seen before. “See Daddy feels a lot better when you touch it. It’s hard because of how beautiful you are.”
He grabbed her hand and wrapped it around the base of his shaft. “What can I do Daddy?” She asked, looking up at him expectantly with her innocent doe eyes.
“Well sweetheart, you know how you love popsicles?”, “yes”, “well you can lick it like you would a melting popsicle.”
He stood on his knees so his hard dick was right in her face, her hand still wrapped around the shaft. She leaned closer and licked the tip and began to lick some more. He moaned loudly, a sound she hadn’t heard before but she knew he must be feeling much better so she continued.
“And if your popsicle was starting to melt, what would you do to stop it?”
“Put it deep in my mouth?”
“Yes, try that sweetheart.”
She put her whole mouth over top of his dick and he gently rocked forward, letting it slip deeper, and then moved outward. He went back and forth as her little mouth got his dick so wet and hard.
“Like that Daddy?”
“Yes, just like that. But there’s also another thing that feels the best of all, for both of us”.
“What’s that Daddy?” She asked, looking up at him expectantly.
“Let me show you” he said as he pushed her back against the couch and brought his wet dick toward her wet pussy. Moving the head of his dick fast against her clit she moaned loud and moved her hips back and forth. “Yes Daddy that feels really good.”
He began to put the head of his dick against her hole and gently put pressure and felt it begin to slide slightly further into her tight wet pussy. They both moaned in unison. He pulled out and smiled with amusement as her hips continued to hump the air. “Please don’t stop Daddy, I love the way that feels”.
He entered her again, only going as deep as her pussy allowed and stopping. She continued to hump against him. “What is this called Daddy?”
“Fucking, sweetheart.”
“Oh then keep fucking me Daddy.”
He entered her again, this time, her wet pussy let him all the way in, his balls hitting against her ass. “Oohhh fuuucckk baby, you’re so wet and so tight.”
“Is that good Daddy?”
“Yes baby that feels so good to Daddy.”
He played with her clit as he kept trusting into her, feeling the sweet friction of her tight pussy pulling against his dick. He watched as her big tits bounced back and forth with every trust.
“Do you like that baby?” He asked, looking into her innocent blue eyes.
“Yes Daddy, don’t stop.”
He leaned forward, their bodies against each other. From this close he could hear her small high pitched moans. “Uh, uh, uh” with every trust. He began to moan back, his deep voice making her feel tingles all over her body.
She didn’t understand this feeling but she knew she desperately didn’t want him to stop.
“Oh Daddy, I feel like I might pee.”
“Good baby. You can pee if you need to. Just let go.” Her little hips moving back and forth desperate for his dick. He had slowed down, “Oh please Daddy, please don’t stop. Oh Daddy I need you. Please. I’m gonna pee Daddy, I’m going to pee.”
“Do it for me baby.” He said, “Daddy’s going to release too.” He began to thrust so fast she had to grab onto his ass. She screamed, “ahh Daddy” in ecstasy. She felt a warm gush and release from between her legs and her body began to shudder.
“Yes baby, yes baby, yes baby.” Her dad said as he moved in and out of her so fast and staring at her big tits. He trust deep and stayed there as his body shook, her hands still on his ass holding him close.
Out of breath he laid against her and she could feel his dick pulsing inside of her.
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my Nieghbor girl asked if she could come over and use my gym equipment once in a while i said sure about the second time she was over she asked me if id help her stretch well while helping her stretch i couldn’t help letting my fingers brush against the sides of her young cunt and as it did she let out a slight moan that got my cocks attention so i brushed a little more my finger went just under the side of her shorts and i could feel the damp heat after massaging her i could smell her musk soon i just had to spred cheeks and dive into her hot cunt tongue first soon she was moaning begging for a orgasm i gave her many before i was satisfied that she had a good workout 💦💦💦💦💦💦👅😻😻😻
I love when my favorite student does things to get in my good books. Like making sure the board is clean when I walk into the class. Completing all her work on time but still acting dumb, just so I can talk down to her. But I especially love when she doesn’t tell anyone about how I reward her for acing her tests. Sometimes after hours, sometimes during lunch.
She doesn’t question when I ask her to get on my lap so I can give her her reward.
I start with a ruler, just rubbing it up and down between her little legs under her skirt. She just looks back at me with those puppy eyes, nodding her head in yes, when I ask her if she likes her reward. Of course she does, she’s my favorite student for a reason. Then I take her own hands in mine, and guide them under her skirt and make her take off her panties. I stuff them in her mouth and cover it up with one of my hands as my other hand starts to wander on her fresh unmarked body. I grab her tiny waist and rock her against my growing bulge from on top of my pants as she closes her eyes and just takes it like an obedient student. She’s not old enough to understand what the word molest means yet but when I ask her if she likes being molested by her favorite teacher, she lets out a tiny exhale “Yes, Mr. Whitman” and her hairless pussy gets even more stickier. That’s enough to get me feral and part her lips with my fingers and sink them inside her. She flails around a little bit, slapping at my forearm to take them out but her kiddie cunt feels too good for me to stop. So I don’t.
But time is running against us. The other kids will be here soon once lunch time is over. So I hurriedly unzip my pants, and lay her down right on my desk, her hands pinned above her head as I line up my throbbing cock up with her pink, glistening pussy. At this point doubt starts to creep in her eyes.
“I don’t think it’s gonna fit inside me, Mr. Whitman”, she says with fear in her voice. Not fear of being caught, but the fear of having to disappoint her favorite teacher.
“That’s why I’m gonna be gentle with you little one. We need to stretch it out so you can be a big girl. You wanna be a big girl, don’t you?”
And before she can answer, I slide in my aching tip inside her slick hole. She lets out a loud squeal and arches her back. But I don’t stop. I have less than 5 minutes to use her kiddie hole and give my favorite student her ultimate reward. Her favorite teacher’s seed in her little doll parts. So I cover her mouth with my hands and push myself in and out hastily. I hold her head in my hands as I open her slit further to make room for my cock but it won’t go any further without force. I grab her by her pigtails and push past the barrier. She shrieks momentarily and convulses around my cock, oscillating between pleasure and pain but thankfully it coincides with the bell going off. Her little unused pussy feels so tight against my cock that I can’t hold it in anymore. I fill her cunt up with my seed, falling on top of her, like a weighted blanket, rutting against her hole, crushing her under my weight.
When I get up, I see her smiling ear to ear. I don’t have to ask because that means she likes the present her teacher gave her. She asks for her panties back.
“Thank you for the reward, Mr. Whitman. I loved it. Can I have my undies back, please? Class is about to start.”
“No. You did such a good job. I want you to keep feeling your favorite teacher’s cum dripping down your thighs as a reminder of how well you did. You can take your undies back after school from me in my car. Oh, and look at the camera on my laptop and say Hi to your father who watched you get your reward live.”
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