Total pages in book: 184
Estimated words: 176002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 880(@200wpm)___ 704(@250wpm)___ 587(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 176002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 880(@200wpm)___ 704(@250wpm)___ 587(@300wpm)
Shame he is one. I can imagine so many people going wild for him. Just like I have to.
I clench as hard as I can against him, fighting it, like I am a needy little awestruck freak he’s taking advantage of, and ah, yes, it’s working. There is genuine lust in his eyes when he looks at me.
This isn’t just a paycheck anymore. This isn’t just earning some cash with his cock and fucking off home for the night.
He wants to fuck the dirty, needy freak I’m pretending to be, and he wants her to know she’s worthless. She’s a girlfriend because of the filthy sex she’ll dish out to him and nothing more.
“Give it to me, Scott,” I say, and he pushes harder, but I squeeze for all I’m worth. “I don’t care if it hurts, Scott, just give it to me. Please.”
“Fucking hell, Holly, your ass is like a vice.”
“You’re a strong guy though, Scott. Show me. Show me how fucking strong you are. You are strong, aren’t you? I hope so.”
My words send him wild, and he jams the head of his cock in so hard it hurts, my ass losing the battle. I still fight him, muscles clenching with everything I have, and it makes me whimper as he pushes deeper.
I’m so focused on Scott fucking my ass like I’m a worthless bitch that I barely notice Daddy’s car pull up in the driveway. Scott picks up momentum when he hears the front door go, and I have to cry out, still clenching my muscles around him so bad it hurts.
“Ow, Scott,” I say. “You’re in my ass. You’re all the way in my fucking ass!”
“Take it,” he says. “I’m gonna dump you unless you give me your dirty little asshole, and I’ll tell everyone how lame you are. I’ll tell them all you can’t take it.”
“Scott! I’m not sure if I can! Ow, Scott, ow! You’re hurting me!”
Oh my fucking God, Daddy is a lot better at roleplay than Scott could ever be. He strides into the living room as though he’s genuinely horrified, raging. He glares between me and the guy fucking me as though he’s walked in on the crime of the century.
“Get off my little girl, you disgusting piece of shit!” he yells.
He grabs Scott by the collar, and yanks him the hell away from me, sending him sprawling onto the living room floor, and I’m there on Daddy’s sofa with my legs up high, dripping cum from my pussy with my gaping asshole on display.
“GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!” he booms at Scott, and my boyfriend pulls his trousers up as quickly as he can.
He doesn’t even bother saying goodbye, just runs away like the pathetic weasel Scott would be.
Daddy glares down at me so fiercely that I feel ashamed. I go to lower my legs, but Daddy won’t have it.
“DON’T FUCKING MOVE!” he barks, and I nod, keeping myself in position. He takes Scott’s place on the sofa, and I burn up as he spreads my pussy lips. “He came inside you, didn’t he? That disgusting prick came inside you?”
“Yeah, he did, but I couldn’t help it, Dad. He said he’d dump me if I didn’t take it. And I know he’s been with other girls. Hailey from gymnastics wants him too, so if I didn’t let him fuck me I wouldn’t have got him. And I wanted him. I wanted him so much.”
“You wanted this?” Daddy runs his thumb against my slit, slick with Scott’s cum. “Jesus Christ, Holly, I’m so ashamed of you.”
“I, um…”
“Admit it, Holly,” he says. “You wanted this, didn’t you? Don’t you dare lie to me.”
I bite my lip before I answer.
“Yes, Daddy.”
He runs his fingers around my used ass and slides one inside.
“Did you want his cock in here, too?”
I don’t answer him.
“HOLLY! Did you want his cock in your ass?”
“I said I’d give him whatever he wanted, so yeah. I did. I did want his cock in my ass.”
Daddy gives me three hard slaps across my raised thighs in a flash.
“Keep yourself spread! You hear me? You’re in so much fucking trouble.”
Oh hell, Holly’s nerves rise up.
“Daddy, I’m sorry! I know I shouldn’t have done it. But I couldn’t stop myself! I couldn’t!”
Another three slaps, and I arch myself, my legs still high. Fuck, how filthy it feels to be on display.
“Don’t I give you enough?” he asks. “If you’re horny enough to take a worthless piece of shit like him, then Daddy needs to give you more. But you ASK for it. You ask nicely, and you DON’T take dirty boys’ dicks in you. You’re a bad girl, Holly. How many times have we talked about this? How many times have I told you?”
“But you’ve been at work!” I say, back to the Holly that was here before. “I didn’t want to disturb you, Dad. And I like Scott. I can’t help it, Dad, I do!”