I can’t stop imagining myself naked on my bed, him coming into my room to check on me. I want him to lose him mind and hold me down, finger me rough until I’m dripping down his hands. Then he’d squeeze my neck and release while his tip prods my little hole. I’d cry, telling daddy to stop. All the while in my mind, begging him to push it in. He’d flip me onto my stomach, pinning me down, whispering how he’s going to take my pussy. His cock tip would tease me again before he pushes in just a little then pulls back out.
He’d smack my ass until I had tears in my eyes before he wraps my hair around his hands and pull my head back. His lips on my ears, he’d tell me he’s not going to stop. Daddy would call me his little slut, tells me he made my pussy and owns it. I tell him how wrong it is, but I open my legs a bit. Without warning he’d punch his hard daddy dick inside making me scream. He’d fuck me hard and rough. We wouldn’t hear our moans and grunts over the slapping of skin. Finally, I’d relent and beg daddy to make me cum. He’d reach around to my clit and smack it, yelling at me to come on daddy’s cock. I’d come so hard I black out.
When I come back to reality I realize daddy is still fucking me, he’d tell me to milk his balls. I tell him to make me. He’d pull my hair again and bring me up on my knees, with my back to his chest. He wraps one hand around my neck and the other squeezes my tit hard. He’d be pounding me even harder now. Daddy would pinch and twist my nipple, causing my pussy to tighten around his cock. He’d jackhammer in as deep as he could go, painting my cervix with his cum.
I know how twisted this is, but I think of this every night. I need it.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/w61h03/20_f_i_want_my_daddy_to_make_me