Page 43 of Filthy Mouth
“What a dirty little backdoor slut—trying to fuck yourself on Daddy’s cock,” I drawled, shoving another few inches into her straining hole, savouring the way it swallowed me inch by inch.“Now, beg.”
Her nails dug into the sheets, back arching as I pushed slowly into her straining hole.
“Please, Daddy…please fuck my arse,” she whimpered, voice muffled in the pillows.
I shoved another inch deeper, her rim stretching around me, hot and tight.
“That’s better,” I drawled, tugging her head back by the hair to hear her properly.“You want more? Beg again.”
“Yes—please, Daddy, I need it. I need your cock in my arse.”
I sank deeper, grinding another thick inch into her. Her cry spilled out, broken and desperate.
“Good girl. Keep begging. Every filthy word gets you more cock.”
“Please…fuck, please, Daddy, I want it all—fill me, ruin me—”
Her little hole spasmed as I buried another inch, stretching her wide open while she sobbed into the mattress, begging for more.
“You’ve no idea how beautiful your arsehole looks stuffed full of my cock. But you sure as fuck will taste every inch of me once I come inside you. Won’t you, Princess?” I growled, rocking my hips in shallow thrusts that made her whimper.
She reached back, fingers trembling as she spread her own hole wider for me.
“Yes, Daddy…please give it to me,” she begged, voice breaking.
“Fuck,” I muttered, chest heaving.
For a moment, I didn’t know who the hell was in control anymore. All I knew was that it was time to give my Princess what she needed. I released her hair and slid free, her rim fluttering around nothing. She kept herself spread, a filthy offering. I grabbed the bottle of lube and squeezed it straight into her gaping hole, watching it glisten and drip.
“Good little backdoor slut. Keep it open for Daddy,” I murmured darkly, pressing the fat head of my cock against her messy, stretched rim.“I’ll give you exactly what you’re begging for.”
I shoved forward in one hard stroke, stretching her hole wide until she screamed into the pillows. Lube squirted out around me, running down her cheeks in slick rivulets as her fingers slipped on her own skin.
“Fuck—fuck!” she wailed, fists pounding the sheets.
I held her hips and drove again, then again—four, five savage strokes—and I was buried balls-deep, my cock locked inside her straining arse. She whimpered, her whole body quivering as her tight little hole clung to me.
“Stay still,” I snarled, grinding against her, forcing her to feel every inch.“Moan for me, Princess. Let Daddy hear how much you love your arse stuffed full of cock.”
Her head tilted back, a broken moan spilling out as I held her open on me, sweat dripping down my temple.
“That’s it. You’re mine. My greedy little backdoor whore. You’ll beg for this hole to be used again and again until it’s the only thing you can think about.”
I started slow, long, deliberate thrusts, dragging my cock out of her stretched hole until she whimpered, then pressing back in inch by inch, making her feel every vein, every throb. Her arse hugged me tight, sucking me back in.
I leaned forward, braced over her, my hands sinking into the mattress on either side of her shoulders. My lips brushed her ear as I whispered, low and dangerous,“Ready or not, here I come.”
Then I slammed into her with one brutal thrust.
Her scream shattered against the pillows as I piledrove into her, pounding her arsehole until the bed frame rattled. She clawed the sheets, weeping and begging, words garbled, breath broken.
“Take it. Take every inch of Daddy’s cock,” I growled, snapping my hips faster, harder, forcing myself deeper. Her tight little body shook beneath me, clamping down so fiercely I groaned.
She shattered with a strangled cry, her arse milking me in hard, contracting waves, dragging my come out of me as I buried myself balls-deep. Thick heat spilled inside her, pumping into her spasming hole until we were both spent, my chest pressed to her trembling back.
I groaned as the last of my come filled her sweet hole up.
“Oh, God,” she mumbled into the pillow.
