Page 53 of Wanting What's Wrong

If only she knew how hard I could fuck her if I really tried. If only she knew what would happen if I didn’t hold back. If only she knew how fast I’d break her if I let my passion take control.

I fuck her. Like a goddess, like a whore. But it’s so much more than that. The power in my body is matched only by the way I love her as she pulls me deep inside. She wraps tight around me, launching me into another fucking universe of pleasure.

I’ve saved myself for this, for her. And it was so fucking worth it.

She moans as I plow my hips forward, her juices coating my length, as I piston in and out, in and out, making her pussy scream.

I dip my first finger into her wetness as I fuck her, and then spin it around the tight bud of her asshole, listening closer for her reply.

Her eyes pop open, and she moans a little, whimpering, looking up at me, just like she did as a little girl.

It’s all the consent I need. I circle around her anus, gently guiding my finger, giving her just the right amount of pressure to open that virgin asshole up for Daddy. And I feel her pussy clench as her ass begins to accept me in.

I watch that tight star yield to my finger. She fucking whinesin pleasure. Deeper, and deeper, past my first knuckle and then deeper still.

I let her arms go finally, and hold onto her hip with one hand while I guide my finger up into her ass.

My balls tighten, my cum loads up thick, as that ring of muscle encircles my finger. I pulse it easy and slow, in and out.

“Oh mygod…” she says, “I’m gonna…”

“Give it to me, baby girl. Let me feel your power.”

She lets her head drop. The moonlight kisses the small of her back. Then I feel her pussy tighten and her asshole, too.

With one more growl, she explodes onto my cock, creaming me with a gush of sweet nectar, her ass and pussy clutching onto me as her body rocks in bliss.

Her voice fills the room. Screams. Pleas. Gut-deep snarls. She’s so fucking loud, I know her voice is probably carrying out the open window and across the lake.

The thought of that, it makes me crazy. Let them fucking hear us. Let them hear me fuck my sister raw.

I take two more deep strokes. My balls tighten. My breathing slows.

I’m seeing stars as I start to come deep inside her cunt. I feel my seed shoot out into her like a fucking fire hose, oozing almost immediately down my balls and thighs.

Three shots. Four. Five. Six. Breeding bullets all the way inside her heaven-sent womb. I hold her hips tight and fuck her as I deposit load after load, letting everything go into her. For her. With her. Like it was always meant to be.

I swear to fuck I’m still coming five minutes later when my cock finally softens enough for me to realize I might need a goddamned break.

“You okay?” I ask her.

She’s still breathing hard, too, still on the come down. She’s beautiful always but especially now. I love her most when she’s broken apart.

“Yeah.” Her voice is thick and hoarse. Sexy as fuck. “I’m good.”

I pull out of her slowly, and as I do a hot gush of our combined liquids streams down her inner thighs and my balls. Annoyance curls inside me, so I reach down and scoop up what I can, then finger fuck it back into her.

“I need a break.” She winces and I soften my finger banging.

I won’t tell her right now, it’s not as much for her pleasure, as it is about making sure her hot little baby maker doesn’t miss an opportunity. I leave my fingers inside her and wrap my other arm around her, pulling her deep into another kiss, then pull the covers up around her to keep her warm and safe in my arms.

“This is all I’ve ever wanted,” I tell her, with a kiss to her forehead.

She presses her own head against me, just a little. “Tell me.”

“This. You. Safe in my arms.”

She nestles in close. I get a deep whiff of her shampoo, her perfume. The scent of her skin that I know damn near as well as I know my own. “I belong in my Daddy’s arms.”

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