I tried to shift around to lessen the pain but Daddy held me firm, like a farmer holding a sheep still for shearing. His hands tightened on my hips and he pushed his cock further into me..truth be told, the pain was starting to lessen and it was now a steady feeling. I started to care less and less and could only think about the hard rod inside me and the fact that I was no longer a virgin.
I started to moan and the talking started again, 'you love Daddys cock inside you, don't you...love to please Daddy...such a good boy...' and then Daddy started to push it in and pull it out, in proper fucking motion...my eyes rolled back in my head and I started pushing back against his crotch, rubbing my ass against him to get his cock as deep inside me as possible.
'You love it you slut..you belong to me, now...Daddys boy...only a teenie with Daddys cock up your ass...'
The more filth he spoke, the more I love it. This was exactly what I wanted...not just to meet a guy, not just to be fucked but to be treated like a whore, a slut...something I always knew myself to be.
The Fucking continued for a few minutes, sometimes fast strokes, sometimes slower as Daddy repositioned himself behind me. Then, his breathing changed and he sped up, his stokes become irratic and hard to match...'take it baby, take it all...' followed by huffing as Daddy shot his cum inside my virgin insides.
When he stopped, he leaned down over me and I could only whimper as his cock slid out...my asshole felt cold...and empty. He pulled up his trousers and I did the same as I struggled to stand up.
Daddy turned me around and hugged me, asked me if I liked it and I told him that I did. He said he knew I loved it and asked me if I wanted more...I told him that did. He asked for my phone and made a call and I could hear his own phone ringing. 'That is my number, Baby...I will be texting you tomorrow with instructions on where to meet me...I am going to bring you off with me for a proper session...you're mine now' and I gave him a smile and kissed him. 'Who do you belong to?' he asked...'I belong to you', I answered. 'Good boy, now, until tomorrow then..' and then just walked off, leaving me there on my own, to contemplate what just happened. I got myself together and headed home, finding walking very hard to do indeed but knowing that I had conquered my fears, broken my cherry and I was now owned by a grown man who was going to give me more of what I needed...I couldn't have been happier. |
