Page 29 of Aaron

Cheri lying there, restrained, needy, her chest heaving, her plump tits bouncing as she tries to control her breathing, has my cock throbbing even harder. I need a taste of her plump tits. They’re a perfect handful. Her dark pink nipples are so hard, they’re just begging for my teeth. Picturing them in clamps is even better. Or maybe I’ll take her to get them pierced.

As I close my mouth around her left breast, I drag my tongue over her stiff peak. Her sweet flavor explodes in my mouth, so much better than I had hoped. Inhaling her soft rose scent makes my cock twitch, a bead of pre-come dripping from the tip. I draw the nipple between my teeth and bite, then suck until I leave her with a purple bruise—the first of many I plan to cover her in.

Switching to the other breast, I treat it to the same licking, sucking, and biting until it’s got a matching mark—leaving my claim. Seeing my marks on her, declaring her as mine, makes me leak harder.

“Aaron… Please…,” she moans.

“Daddy. You call me Daddy, Little princess.” I expect some kind of pushback from her. But hearing her sweet lips utter the word is perfection.

“Yes, Daddy. I’m sorry, but I need more,” Cheri whines.

“And you’ll have it. What color are you?”

“Green, Daddy,” she murmurs, her back arching beneath my hips.

“Good girl. Are you ready to suck Daddy’s cock? Make it nice and wet to slide easily into my pussy?”

“Oh God. Why is that so hot?” she whimpers. “Yes, please. I want to taste you.” She’s struggling against her bonds, but not enough to hurt herself. Having her bound and unable to escape soothes a need in me. She’s mine. I know her brothers will try to take her, but I have a plan, and they won’t succeed. Knowing she’s at my mercy is the only thing keeping my sadist from taking over.

I prop extra pillows under her head and rub the head of my dick over her lips, painting her mouth with my pre-come. Her tongue slips out to lick it up.

I pump my cock, sliding to the tip and twisting, milking myself and using it as lube. “You like the way Daddy tastes, Little princess?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Open wide and stick out your tongue, baby girl.” I’ve teased us both long enough. I slide my cock over her tongue and into her mouth. Her lips stretch around my girth. Grasping her head, I keep my thrusts slow and shallow, giving her a chance to adjust to my size. Her pleasure is paramount, even if it comes with a little pain. This first time together, I don’t want to cause too much without knowing her limits. So far, she’s taken everything I’ve given her; she’s my perfect match.

Her tongue slides along my length from root to tip, teasing and rubbing the underside of my cockhead, pulling a groan from me. “That’s my good girl, sucking Daddy’s cock.”

Her cheeks hollow out as I thrust deeper, hitting the back of her throat. She gags, her eyes filling with tears as my hips move faster, sliding deeper as she struggles for breath. Saliva drips from the edges of her lips, mixing with her tears as I use her mouth like I’ll use her tight little pussy.

She’s a sloppy mess, and my Little princess has never looked more beautiful. The tingling sensation at the base of my spine means I’m close. As good as this feels, until I breed my girl, all my come goes as deep inside her core as I can get it.

I never knew I had a breeding kink until my brothers started talking about theirs. Seeing their wives grow with their pregnancies only made it worse. After pulling out of Cheri’s mouth, I lean down and lick her tears. I press my lips to hers, then slide my tongue into her mouth not caring that I can taste myself.

“I’m going to release your hands but keep them above your head. Will you do that for me?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she pants, her pupils blown wide. God, she’s gorgeous.

I reach over her head and unbuckle the belt, then toss it onto the bed. Crawling between her legs, I press a kiss to the top of her mound. Her bare pussy was a wonderful surprise. Her skin is soft, and the scent of her arousal makes my jaw ache with the need to taste her.

Nuzzling my nose against her labia, I lick from her entrance and over her swollen clit and lift my head, watching as my girl writhes beneath me, her head tilted back on the pillows, her neck straining as she whimpers.

“Oh God…” Her back arches off the bed.

“Not God, baby girl, just Daddy. Do you need to come, princess?”

“Yes, oh please… I need you, Daddy.”

“What do you need? Tell me, baby.”

“I need you inside me.”

“What do you need in you? My fingers? My tongue? My cock? You need to tell me.”

I want to see how far I can push her. She may write naughty books, but she’s innocent. It’s obvious from how embarrassed she gets, trying to say the words.

“Please, Daddy, put your cock in my pussy and make me come. I need you.”