Page 44 of Filthy Mouth
I grinned.
“Just wait. One day, Daddy’s going to take a long, deep piss inside this hole, Princess,” I teased, but my greedy girl’s arsehole clenched around me.
“Do you remember what I said?”
I felt her tense beneath me before she nodded.
“Good girl. First, you're going to eat all of Daddy’s come, then you’ll lick me clean.”
I slid out slowly, groaning as her swollen rim stretched and then reluctantly gave me up. A rush of my thick come leaked out of her abused hole, streaking down her thighs.
“Don’t move,” I ordered, gripping her hips tight.“Keep that filthy little arse spread for me.”
She whimpered when I pressed her cheeks apart, watching my mess spill out of her gaping hole. Holy fuck, I’d never seen anything so perfect.
“Open your mouth,” I growled. She obeyed, eyes glazed, lips trembling. I scooped two fingers through the creamy slick running down her cunt and pushed them between her lips.
“Eat it,” I demanded.
She sucked my fingers hungrily, moaning, swallowing every filthy drop I fed her. Her tongue curled around me, eager for more.
“Good slut,” I murmured, stroking her hair while I gathered more from her leaking hole.“We’ll get there, Princess. One load at a time.”
Her eyes fluttered shut as she sucked my fingers harder, grazing her teeth over them like she couldn’t get enough of the filth I was feeding her.
I pulled my fingers out before flipping her onto her back and dragging her down until her head hung off the edge of the bed. I jumped off the bed to stand over her. I gripped her jaw, tilting her face up to me. My cock hovered slick and messy above her parted lips.
“That’s my good Princess,” I rasped, smearing myself across her mouth before sliding between her lips.“Open wide for Daddy. Take every filthy inch you begged me to fill you with.”
Her throat bulged as I fed it to her, slow and thick, my hand stroking her damp hair as she gagged and swallowed. I watched her eyes water, pride flooding me at how beautifully she took it.
“Perfect little slut,” I praised, rocking my hips deeper.“Look at you—cleaning Daddy’s cock like you were born for it.”
I held still, cock heavy down her throat, her lips stretched around the base. My balls brushed her chin, slick with the mess we’d made. I pulled out just enough to let her breathe before guiding her face closer.
“Good girl. Don’t forget these,” I murmured, pressing my sack against her lips.“Lick Daddy’s balls clean. Nice and slow.”
Her tongue traced over me, wet and eager, before she sucked one ball into her mouth. I groaned, fisting her hair tighter, forcing her to worship me properly. My cock slapped heavy against her cheek as she worked, smearing spit and the mess we’d made across her skin.
“That’s it, Princess. Lick and suck me clean. Show me that filthy mouth was made to keep Daddy satisfied,” I rasped, grinding myself against her face until she whimpered.
I waited until my balls were coated in her saliva before I moved back and lifted her head. I crouched down and claimed her swollen, wet lips, tasting her, us, and every bit of filth that clung between us. I licked around her lips and teeth before returning to her probing tongue, flicking against her, tangling together.
“Filthy fucking Princess,” I muttered against her mouth, nipping her bottom lip before sucking it into mine. She clung to me like I was her only air, kissing me back with a hunger that set my cock throbbing again.
I finally tore my mouth from hers, both of us breathless, slick and messy. She looked wrecked, lips swollen, eyes glazed, but still my beautiful little champion.
I helped her ease down onto the bed, brushing damp strands of hair from her forehead. Then I padded to the bathroom, ran the towel under steaming water, and wrung it out.
When I returned, she was sprawled out in a star shape, arms and legs flung wide like I’d broken her apart. I grinned, kneeling beside her, and set to work. Slow, deliberate strokes over her face, her chin, her chest, between her thighs—every tender wipe a reminder that she belonged to me. My girl. My mess. My masterpiece.
She let out a groan.“I’m never going to be the same again, am I? All this because I wanted to know if you had grey pubes or not.”
“You cheeky cow,” I muttered, ignoring her giggle.
I parted her thighs to wipe her pussy before reaching her puckered hole, cleaning the remnants of come and lube.
“Thank you, Daddy,” she said softly.
