Page 41 of Tempting Frankie
“I'm going to stuff this pussy so full,” I growl, reaching for the lube. “Gonna stretch you wider than you've ever been before.”
Francesca whimpers, her hips lifting off the bed. “Please, Daddy. I need it so bad.”
I coat my fingers generously, then slide two into her soaking heat. She's so fucking tight, her walls clenching around me. I pump slowly, savoring the sounds as I fuck her with my fingers.
“That's it, baby,” I murmur. “Open up for me.”
I add a third finger, stretching her further. Francesca moans, her head thrashing against the pillow.
“Fuck, you're taking it so well,” I praise, working my fingers deeper. “Such a good little slut for Daddy.”
I curl my fingers, finding that spot that makes her see stars. Francesca cries out, her whole body shaking.
“Oh god, Daddy! Right there!”
I massage her g-spot relentlessly, feeling her pussy flutter around my fingers. She's close, so fucking close. But I'm not done with her yet.
Slowly, carefully, I work my pinky in alongside the other three fingers. Francesca hisses at the stretch, her brow furrowing beneath the blindfold.
“Color?” I check in again, pausing my movements.
“Green,” she pants. “Don't stop, please!”
Grinning, I push deeper, watching in awe as her pussy stretches to accommodate me. Four fingers buried to the knuckle, and she's taking it like a champ.
“Look at you,” I growl. “Taking all my fingers like the cock-hungry slut you are. You want more, don't you? Want me to stuff you so full?”
Francesca nods frantically, her chest heaving. “Yes, Daddy! Please, I need it all!”
I pull my fingers back slightly before pushing in again, this time tucking my thumb against my palm. Slowly, so slowly, I work my entire hand into her pussy until finally I pop past her pubic bone.
“Holy fuck,” I breathe, watching my wrist disappear inside her. “You're doing so well, my pretty girl. Taking my whole fist like you were made for it.”
Francesca is beyond words now, reduced to moans and whimpers. Her pussy clenches rhythmically around my hand, so hot and tight it's almost painful.
I start moving, gentle at first, then picking up speed. The wet sounds of her cunt squelching around my wrist fill the room.
The sight is fucking incredible—her pussy lips stretched obscenely wide around my wrist, the bulge in her lower belly as I push deeper.
“That's it, take it all,” I growl, slowly rotating my hand inside her. “Such a pretty fucking girl. My pretty fucking girl, swallowing up Daddy's whole fist.”
Francesca writhes against her restraints, incoherent noises spilling from her lips. I pull back slightly before thrusting in again, relishing the loud sounds we’re making.
“Listen to how fucking wet you are,” I taunt. “Your body is just sucking me in, isn't it? Like it was made to take my fist.”
I pick up the pace, fucking her harder with my hand. The lewd noises grow louder—sloppy sounds that make my cock throb painfully. My watch almost disappears inside her with each thrust, the metal cool against her stretched entrance.
“Look at you,” I marvel, my free hand stroking the bulge in her belly. “Taking it so deep I can feel it here.”
Francesca keens, her back arching off the bed. “Oh god, Daddy! It's so much, so full!”
I slow my movements, giving her a moment to adjust. “You're doing so well, baby. Does it feel good? Having Daddy stretch this tight little pussy?”
She nods frantically, her chest heaving. “Yes! Oh fuck, it's so good. Please don't stop!”
Grinning, I resume my thrusting, twisting my wrist with each movement.
“Listen to that,” I growl. “It’s my new favorite sound. Maybe I’ll record it and make it part of my nighttime soothing sounds. Bet you could take even more, couldn't you? Greedy little thing.”
