Page 51 of Filthy Mouth
I fed her the head first, inch by inch, dragging my length over her lips until they stretched wide around me. Her throat convulsed the moment I nudged deeper, and I hissed through my teeth.
“That’s it, choke on it. You love being used, don’t you, Princess?” I snarled, pushing until her nose brushed my skin. Her gag made her throat clutch around me, milking my cock, and I nearly lost it right there.
I pulled back slowly, spit slicking me from crown to base, then slammed forward, gripping her hair and forcing her head back and forth in rhythm with my thrusts. My balls slapped her chin, spit and drool running down them in wet strings.
“Look at you—fuckin’wrecked. Daddy’s little cockslut. Gagging on Daddy’s cock like it’s the only thing keeping you alive.” I dragged her head down harder, burying myself deep until her throat bulged around me.“Swallow it. Every fucking inch.”
Her eyes streamed, her chest heaved beneath me, but her tongue still curled against me, desperate and obedient.
When her face was a dripping wreck, I yanked out, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath. Spit and drool clung to her chin, strings hanging between her lips and my cock.
“Not done with you yet, Princess,” I growled, slapping my slick length against her cheek before grinding my wet cock and balls all over her face. Her skin glistened, smeared with spit, tears, and my mess, and she whimpered like the dirty little slut she was.
“Look at you—filthy, ruined. My cockpaint all over your pretty cheeks.” I dragged my balls over her lips, smearing her with every stroke.“Daddy’s artwork. You love being marked, don’t you? You’d wear this mess in public if I told you to.”
Her tongue darted out, licking what she could, eyes glazed, body trembling.
“It’s time to fuck you raw,” I growled, reaching into the drawer for some lube.
Chapter 20
Poppy
I could still taste him, bitter, salty and thick on my tongue, my face smeared in spit and precum. My lungs burned from choking on him, but my cunt clenched like it was begging for more. I blinked up at him through the mess, my cheeks wet, lips swollen, hair plastered to my skin.
Then I heard him. “It’s time to fuck you raw.”
My thighs fell open, and I saw him squirt lube onto his palm. He lathered his cock with it before squeezing more out, rubbing it into my pussy and over my arsehole.
“I want my Princess looking at me when I split your arsehole apart,” he growled.
I did what any sane person would do—I hooked my hands beneath my knees and spread myself open for him.
His eyes dropped as he moved closer, sliding his cock down my pussy until it rested against my arsehole.
“Yeah, my little backdoor slut,” he murmured, gripping himself and grinding the blunt head against me.“I knew my tongue wasn’t enough—you needed more.”
I gasped when he breached me, forcing myself to relax as the lube let him sink deeper, inch by inch.
The sting made my eyes flutter, but the molten heat had me trembling, desperate to take it all.
“Breathe, Princess,” he rasped, dragging his teeth over his lip as if he savoured every flinch.“Open up for Daddy’s cock.”
I forced the air from my lungs, my nails digging into the backs of my thighs as I held myself wide for him. Every inch split me wider, deeper, until my arse burned around the thick intrusion.
“Oh, fuck…” The words tumbled out on a moan as the lube only softened the drag, not the ache.
“That’s it,” he growled, pressing further, his grip bruising on my thighs as he shoved another inch into my tight hole.“Take it. Take every bit of me where no gentleman would ever go. No one but your Daddy.”
The stretch was brutal, searing, but the filth in his voice melted it into hunger. My cunt clenched helplessly, needy for friction, as my arse swallowed more of him.
Daddy leaned over me, his weight pinning my thighs down until I couldn’t move. His stare locked with mine, and my muscles clamped around him in a desperate spasm. He groaned, bracing his hands on the bed as he pushed deeper, stretching me wider.
“Daddy’s little arse slut,” he growled, hips grinding as he fed me more cock.“That’s it, Princess. You’re going to take every last inch Daddy gives you.”
I couldn’t look away from his determined eyes as he rocked into me, spearing me with his cock.
“Oh, fuck—yeah. That tight little arsehole’s opening up for me. Keep it open, Princess,” he panted, driving deeper with every thrust.
