“I like yogurt,” she says. “Is it vanilla flavored?”
Everything inside me freezes. “It’s more like kefir, creamy and salty, but you don’t get to taste my yogurt first. That’s a dessert, gagging was your punishment.”
“Why are you keeping your yogurt from me Daddy?”
“Because the first time I introduce yogurt into your body it needs to be in the right spot.”
“Where?” she bats her eyelashes.
“In your princess part.”
“My…” she blushes, pointing to her pussy.
“That’s right princess, now lay back and slide out of those clothes because Daddy’s ready to make you his queen…forever.”
13
Diana
I wiggle out of my clothes, like a butterfly coming out of a cocoon, ready for my transition from girl to woman, knowing that although we’ve only known each other a very brief amount of time, this is the man for me. My man.
“You’re not going to spank me?” I pout, extending my lower lip out.
“Oh, I’m going to spank you,” he says, slipping out of his own clothes. “But not with my hand, with my hips.”
My eyes glide over the rough, angular edges of his body, starting with his wide shoulders and then across his chest, two tectonic plates lightly dusted with hair that continues down over eight clearly defined abdominals, right past those cuts that separate his torso on his legs on each side, and to his gigantic cock. The same cock I could barely fit a third of in my mouth.
And now he’s saying he’s going to fit it all inside me?
“Assume the position. All fours. Now, naughty girl.”
His commanding baritone leaves no room for question and I do as I’m told.
“Daddy, is my princess part my…pee hole or my poo hole?”
“Your backdoor will be later, little one,” he says, and I feel his big mitts grip my globes, spreading them open as he stares down…everything. “But first I’m going to claim that tight cherry you’ve been saving for me all these years. I have to warn you though. I’m already close to exploding, so this might not last long, but don’t worry, baby. We’ve got all night.
I look back over my shoulder just in time to watch him fist his cock and stroke it a few times before running his index finger up my slit.
“Oh, that tight little pussy is ripe and ready for me, wet and willing.”
I feel the head of his dick press against my opening and he fists my hair, pulling my head back further so I can see.
“Fill me, Daddy. Fuck my wet pussy. Make me your princess, forever.”
He grunts hard, exhaling so fully I feel his hot breath on my back and in one fluid motion he buries all his inches inside me.
My entire body stills at the foreign object that has invaded me.
“You ok, doll?”
I am but say nothing.
“Sweetheart, please don’t tell Daddy he hurt you.”
“No, it’s good. It’s just that you're so…big.”
“That’s because of you. You caused that and we both win. You’re a good girl for that.”