"Yes..." she replied immediately. "Yes, daddy... no man has been as good to me as you."
"Well I don't intend that to stop anytime soon." He pulled his hips back and reached down to his cock, his hand bumping against her forearm along the way as she was still holding it. He felt her let it go.
"H-hoh, gee..." Julie whispered to herself, feeling his length move on her lower tummy and withdraw until his tip was against her.
"You'll be alright, sweetheart... daddy's here."
"I-I know... I know- nnh!" She grunted, feeling pressure on her virgin girlhood. "M-mmh... hmh..." The teen bit her lips together as she tried to keep it together in her anxiousness of what it will feel like, or more precisely, the initial pain of it that people talk about.
She was reminded of the time she had sat on his lap, bounced on his knee, and well... it reminded her alittlebit about that, but it was far more pointed and invasive and intense.
But she swallowed her fear and held fast, one hand on the forearm holding him up with his hand on the bed, the other on his shoulder as he reached down to direct his cock.
Her virginity... surprisingly lasting beyond her high school years... was seconds away from-
"A-ahhnn!"she cried, feeling herself stretch around him as he managed to get in a small ways. Initially her voice was low but the spike in pain elevated her tone.
"You're okay, you're alright..." he encouraged her. "I'm not movin'... you want me to take it out?" The faint smell of alcohol on his breath, not a whole lot like when he gets drunk... yet still so attentive and caring.
'A drunk man's words are a sober man's thoughts,' if that saying holds water, then whether sober or drunk, it shows his inner self, and his inner self is a tough, but caring and considerate, man.
"Hoo-hoo-hoo," she took quick breaths, her teeth baring from time to time as she felt some pangs of pain when she felt her girlhood squeeze on him. When it squeezed or tightened, that seemed to hurt a bit. Needed to relax... "Th-thanks for... going... n-nngh! Hahh... hurts a little. Thanks for g-... going... slow..."
"Of course, my darling, of course..." He lowered his head and kissed her delicious smelling hair. "Let me know when you're ready for me to go deeper-"
"I-I think... you can...s-slowlystart to-...." Her legs tightened on his hips as he began to push deeper. She bared her teeth, breathed through them in hisses, "H-hss-hss-hss-hss-hsh-hsh... n-nnnnggggghhh..."She groaned.
"You good, sweetheart?" He observed her in the dim flickering light of the fire-lit room, and watched her sweating face nod rapidly. "Good... because this feels sodamngood..." He pushed in a little farther.
"A-ahh!Ahh... ahh..." She clenched the silky sheets beneath her. "H-hurts. Hurts... m-mmh..."
"Perhaps a bit too deep?" He began his penile retreat slowly.
"M-maybe... yeah..." She nodded. "I-I can't believe... so much... I doubted it would... go in at... oooooo..." She moaned as she felt that fullness in her nethers ease, feeling him leave her bit by bit.
"Yeah... you sure are a wee little thing, my baby-girl..." He stroked her hair as he felt theintenseheat of her pussy replaced with the wetness on his shaft being met with the room's warm air, though compared to her cunt? Yeah, felt a tad cool, but not unbearably so... she just felt so fuckin'hotinside!
His tip remained within, her virginity taken, but the show's not over yet.
"S-still hurts... a little... but... less... m-mmh, it felt nice, feeling you... slide out..." She confided, looking aside as she spoke with a sense of shame to her.
"That's good, Jules! That's good... I'm glad you're enjoying it too, even if it's difficult." He stroked her some more and gave a kiss on the forehead, then another on the lips, lingering there a moment.
After his time locked-up... part of him figured the only woman who’d have him would be a sex worker. Never bothered with 'em before, not at all and wasn’t planning on starting. Figured the big strike he had of being an inmate would be as damning as a scarlet letter A. Yet... there he was... with a wholesome, innocent, loving girl who adored him. Perhaps over a decade older than her, but... she was crazy for him, and likewise he was nuts for her.
The word 'marriage' came to mind frequently, and any time he saw a jewelry store...
"Y-you can... keep going... daddy..." She whispered up at him, blushing.
"That's my girl..." he whispered back, and did as she requested, pushing back into her tight and hot warmth. "Ahhhhhh... damn... in time, sweetie... you'll come to enjoy this as much as I do... hopefully even more, if that's possible."
"H-heh-heh..." She managed a giggle. "I... I-I definitely think... I'll get used to this... mmmmh- happily..." She moaned, feeling him pulling back again.
"H'ohhhhhh, God... he moaned in her ear. "So hot... so tight... nnnnnnnh..." He pushed forth and heard her shaky breath in his ear. "Fuuuuuuck..." His cock throbbed and throbbed, basking in the first pussy he's engaged with in an awful long time. "Babe... I-I feel embarrassed... I already feel... so close-"
"Noooo,Chriiiiis..."She rubbed at his shoulders, and reached to his prominent brow to stroke along his face. "Don't feel embarrassed... this feels... real good!" She encouraged, and even rubbed the base of her foot along his lower back, just wanting to comfort him. "I'm glad that... I can make you feel so good... u-um, but... y'know... best to... not... finish inside-"
"No, no, 'course not..." He shook his head, sweating, and then though his face was full of blushing lust, he gave a small chuckle and grinned. He lowered his lips to her ear and whispered deeply, hotly, intensely... "Not until I marry you and pump a baby inside of you-"