Page 16 of Taco Daddy

Rita

It was as though he knew her deepest, wildest fantasies.

Knew exactly what she needed.

She’d thought the plug had made her feel full, but it was nothing compared to how she felt now.Stuffed in both holes.Nothing more could fit.The idea of a menage, which she’d fantasized about on occasion, now seemed laughable.There was no space left.And he’d said he’d used the smallest plug?

She couldn’t take anything bigger.Couldn’t take any more spanking.He’d brought her right up to the edge of what she could handle, then switched gears, turning the sting and the mix of pain and pleasure into pure ecstasy.

Hands gripped her hips as he thrust harder, faster, his body slapping against her already chastened cheeks, reigniting the pain from the spanking.The stinging smacks against tender flesh made her clench around the plug, which felt like it was being driven deeper with every thrust.

She cried out as her orgasm exploded, rippling outward, sending her soaring.It was more intense, more satisfying, more complete than any climax she’d had.Waves of pleasure pounded her as though she’d been riding atop the crest, then fallen over, pulled under, and buffeted about until she was finally brought to shore and deposited on the beach, exhausted and breathless.

Daddy’s fingers dug hard into her flesh as he slammed into her, filling her completely, his groan of completion coming on the tail end of her euphoric cries.Rita panted, closing her eyes as she felt him throbbing inside her.The condom was a thin barrier, so she felt every pulse of his cock as he came.

As they came down from their orgasmic high, she realized their breathing had synced up.

Why that felt just as intimate as everything else they had just done, she had no idea.

“Good girl.”Even though he’d said it multiple times now, it hadn’t lost its power, and the way he said it this time… Rita slumped against the spanking bench, wallowing in sensual happiness.Tonight was so much more than she’d dreamed it could be.

He was so much more than she would have ever dared hope a Daddy Dom would be.

Whether he wanted to see her again after this, and she really hoped he did, she promised herself she would be fine either way.This was the best introduction she could have possibly hoped for.If this was a one-and-done deal, at least she now knew how good it could be, and those who came after him would have a high bar to get over.

Gently giving her one last caress, Daddy Andres pulled out of her… then set that bar even higher.Just because he’d gotten off didn’t mean he was done.

Nope.

He rubbed her back and bottom, making her sigh with pleasure, before gently sliding the plug out of her bottom and helping her off the spanking bench.Rita stood on wobbly legs, and he seemed happy to have her leaning on him.Once she could stand on her own, he took care of the condom and grabbed a soft blanket from a small stack she hadn’t noticed.

“Come on,Chiquita.We’ll go to the aftercare station and let someone else have the room.”

“Is it okay if I take the blanket with me?”she asked, clutching it a little closer.Putting her corset back on didn’t sound particularly enjoyable, though she knew she would have to do it eventually.She didn’t think she had the courage to walk out of the room completely topless.

No matter how many other people she’d seen doing it.

Baby steps.I bet most people don’t go boobs out their first night here.

Probably.

“Of course.”Daddy Andres curved his arm around her, guiding her toward the door.In his other hand, he held her corset and the plug, which he’d wiped clean with a wipe before putting it back in its packaging.Rita realized everyone would be able to see the plug in his hand, which made her blush again, but that was still better than showing off her boobs.“They’re aftercare blankets.They’re all over the club for exactly that purpose.”

That knowledge allowed her to relax.She was more comfortable stepping back out into the main club area, although it did seem very loud and in-her-face.She would have much rather stayed in the room and cuddled on the bed, but she also didn’t want to keep anyone else from enjoying the room.

“Over there, where the couches are,” Daddy Andres murmured in her ear, steering her in the right direction.Seeing the destination, Rita relaxed.The couches were in the corner, away from everything else, with lots of potted plants around them, separating the small from the hustle and bustle of the rest of the club.The lights were dimmer, and it looked rather peaceful, which was exactly what she needed right now.

As they were walking, two extremely attractive men paused and did double-takes.

“Andres!So, that’s where you got to,” the Morris Chestnut look-a-like said, nudging the other Dom in his side.Dom number two turned toward them, away from the demonstration he’d been watching, and grinned as well.Dimples appeared on his cheeks, and his eyes crinkled.

Good grief, all three of them looked like movie stars.Put them together, they were hot enough to melt the silver screen.It was enough to give a girl a complex.

“I guess you’re over Taco Girl’s comments, huh?”the Asian Dom said, chuckling as he ran his fingers through his dark hair.

“Taco Girl?”Rita repeated as Andres’ fingers on her arm tightened.Something pinged in her brain like a warning.

“Yes, he had some woman compare his tacos to Taco Bell’s today and found them lacking,” the bald black Dom replied, laughing at the same time Andres finally snapped out two words.

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