Page 39 of Papa's Captive
When he nudged his hard cock to her cunny’s entrance, she moaned and arched herself back against him, as if inviting his entrance.
“Would it shock you to know I am about to drive into your cunny while you’re still wearing the plug in your arse? Would it shock you to know you’re about to have both your private holes filled up at the same time?”
“Yes, Papa, it would. But...I-I am still aching terribly in my kitty. I don’t believe I would mind the shock. Do it, please. Fill up both my privates at once.”
She didn’t have to ask twice. Her begging prompted him to shove straight into her soaking wet quim. He gripped her hips and withdrew slightly, only to drive back inside, with such great force his bollocks slapped hard against her privates.
He set a rapid pace of plunging into her, and the chamber soon filled with sounds of flesh slapping flesh.
“How does it feel to have both your private holes filled at once, little girl? Papa’s going to use you so hard you’ll be walking bowlegged for days.”
Her only response was a strangled moan. Her insides clamped down around him, and she soon writhed beneath him and clutched the covers harder.
“That’s it, little girl. Come with both your private holes filled up.”
She undulated under him as her release gripped her.
It didn’t take long for William’s vision to blur as he approached the precipice of his own completion. When he finally came inside her, his seed spilled into her in hot, pulsing torrents. It took him several moments to regain his senses in the aftermath of his intense climax. He inhaled deep breaths and once he could see clearly again, he withdrew from her center and admired the sight of the plug still seated in her arsehole.
“Stay right there, my dear. Papa will be right back.”
He soon returned to her with a clean, damp cloth, as well as a dry one, and set about wiping off her moisture and his seed from her cunny and inner thighs. Once he had her adequately cleaned up, he helped her to stand and wrapped her in a thick, warm robe. She peered up at him with a dreamy smile, her eyes still glazed over with pleasure.
“Oh, Papa. That was...shocking.”
He chuckled and picked her up, then carried her to a large plush chair in the corner of the bedchamber. He sank down in the chair and snuggled her close, beyond content and gratified to have her in his arms after their shared intimacy. She gasped and wiggled on his lap, no doubt trying to get comfortable with the plug seated in her bottom hole. She shot him an accusatory look that was endearingly adorable.
“Oh, Rosie. I believe I shall endeavour to shock you at least once a day for the rest of our lives.” He brushed her hair behind her ears and gave her nose a playful kiss that drew a giggle from her throat.
She rested her head on his chest, directly atop his heart.
Right where she belonged.
