Page 6 of Daddy's Babies: Johnnie's Story

Carly

Holy shit. Those are the only words that come to mind as Johnnie’s mouth claims mine, his hand on my breast. The same breast he saw yesterday, and I swore revolted him. Now, feeling the way he’s gripping me, I know it wasn’t revulsion at all, and that simply makes me want him more. Want all of him.

I moan into his mouth then let out a gasp when his teeth nip my bottom lip before he pulls back. The second I lose his mouth; I want it back and a whine falls from me as I lean further towards him. My ass slips off the edge of the chair but before I can hit the ground, Johnnie’s arms are around me, lifting me onto his lap. Then over him, making my skirt slide up to my ass in order to straddle him.

I don’t get out a single word before my blouse flies over my head, leaving my top half in just the bra that matches his eyes.

“Fuck,” he groans his eyes roaming over my chest. “I’ve been picturing you in this since I saw it the other day, but I didn’t even come close to just how fucking hot you really are, little bird.”

“I’m not hot…I’m fat and…” A little yelp left my lips as a hard smack landed on my ass, but instead of scaring me at all, it simply made me wetter, which shouldn’t be possible.

I’ve been wet since he first touched me. It might have faded a bit when he told me what that club really was and I mean, shit, the things people said about that place makes me want to heave. Thank god Johnnie stopped me. Knowing the way Brent looked at me before tonight makes me a thousand times more thankful for it now.

“You are a fucking goddess, Carly. No man would ever turn down tits like these,” Johnnie adds, his hands covering the cups of my bra and I still have more boob to spare, which shouldn’t be possible with as huge as his hands are. “Especially when they’re real and not silicone. You can’t get real ones like this without some curves, little bird, and I’m not about to run because of it. My mouth has been watering over twenty-four hours, just thinking of getting a taste of your rosy nipples after yesterday.”

“I wanted to die of embarrassment. I thought you didn’t…”

“If there weren’t people surrounding us and you hadn’t run off so damn fast while I was trying to get my rock-hard cock to stop poking straight out, I’d have taken you down to the ground and devoured you right fucking there, Carly. And now, I get to,” he adds, making me squirm for half a second before a cry fell when his mouth covered my nipple through the lace. It was so good but not quite enough.

I only felt that way for another few seconds though because it was literal heaven when my bra gave to his fingers. His mouth left me only for half a breath, before it returned to me, fully on my flesh this time. His hand lifted to my other breast, teasing my nipple with little pinches that simply made me wetter.

My hips moved against him feeling his cock lift into me, sending wild waves of need through me. They only deepened when his hands slid down to my hips, then under my skirt and onto my ass, my cheeks bare beyond the thong I wore. Johnnie grasped my cheeks tight, moving me against him as his mouth moved from breast to breast.

His fingers dug into the flesh of my ass, grinding me hard against him, and my eyes slid down to his. The hunger in them made something inside me snap and I let out a scream as my body came apart in his arms, my clit pulsing with pleasure as my nipples tingled. It was so good, but still not enough. Nothing would be until I had him inside me, I imagined.

A little gasp fell when he stood, his hands still on my ass, picking me up with ease, and my legs wrapped around his waist when his mouth returned to mine. My nipples brushed against his shirt, hard and achy, and I slid a hand into his hair, my other caressing his shoulder, finding all the hard muscles beneath the fabric hiding him from me still.

Every step he took made my body rub against his more and I couldn’t begin to stop the moan that fell when he dropped me onto a bed, his hands coming down first to rid me of my shoes, his fingers grazing over my ankles as he undid the straps. He slid his hands up my legs, making me drop them open, wanting his touch where I was hungriest.

They delved under my skirt, sliding up to my hips, caressing my skin the entire way, before he pulled them back out, not touching me where I needed, making me whine.

“I’m nowhere near finished with you, little bird,” he promised, his lips hovering over mine and I reached up, needing them back on me. He didn’t begin to pull away from it, instead, he teased me with soft little kisses as he dragged the skirt down my hips, leaving me in just the panties that matched his gorgeous eyes.

“Johnnie…” I whined when he lifted up from me again.

“Look how wet you are,” he said gleefully, the smile on his lips making my entire body tingle. “Tell me this is just for me, little bird,” he added, his fingers running down the center of my panties, making them cling to me, showing off the lips of my pussy.

“It’s all for you,” I cried when he pressed harder against me, his thumb teasing my clit through the soaked material.

“Good girl,” he growled before his fingers delved under the fabric, wrapping around it, and I let out a little gasp of shock when he gave it a hard jerk, tearing it from me, baring me to him. “Shit, your little pussy is a work of art, baby. So pink and pretty, untouched,” he added, putting color in my cheeks. “Tell me I’m the first man that’s ever touched you here, little bird.”

“Yes, the first, the only,” I moaned, my hips lifting as his fingers spread me open wider, and his tongue swiped over his lips, and I’m hungry for them all over again.

“Good girl,” he says again, making me heat further and I want to tell him I’ll be even better if he touches me there. The only thing that crosses my lips though is a soft shout when his mouth covers me, his tongue gliding along my slit, all the way up to my clit, before he sucks on it, making my eyes roll backwards.

His fingers dig into my thighs as he holds me open further, giving him room for his shoulders between my legs, and I reach out blindly as his tongue penetrates my pussy. His hair is soft under my fingers and I cling to him, my hips lifting higher holding him onto me as his teeth nibble along my slit.

His tongue returns to my pussy, delving in and out while he moves from it to my clit, hungry grunts falling from his throat as my breathing tightens. His teeth nip at my clit and I let out a scream as I fall over the edge again, my body pulsing with wildness, and it only increases as I come down, my eyes meeting his as his mouth stays riveted to my clit, licking and suckling it as his finger pumps in and out of my pussy. One is soon joined by another, and my hips move, unable to stay still.

“That’s it, little bird. Stretch that pussy on my finger so I can claim it with my cock. You’ve got to come for me, baby. Come all over my fingers like a good girl,” he adds between kisses to my clit and as his tongue teases it again, he adds a third finger, sending me straight over once more.

This time as I come back down, his mouth is on mine, letting me taste my pleasure, and my hips rise and fall as he rubs the wet head of his cock through my opening, teasing my clit with his hardness. “Johnnie, please…”

“Tell me I can fuck your virgin pussy with my cock, little bird,” he demands, rubbing his head against my clit again making me shiver wildly.

“You can fuck me,” I whisper clinging to his shoulders as he lifts up off me a bit.

“Tell me like a good girl should,” he grunts, his hand sliding up behind my neck, holding my head still when I try to find his lips back.

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