Daryl comes to stand in close behind me, blocking me in against the grill. “Lower yourself onto the hood,” he says in a low, gravelly voice.
I lean forward, until I’ve flattened my breasts to the paintwork. The position makes my ass lift until I feel open to his bulk as he presses against me.
He grinds at me through my skirt a few times, slowly, before he pulls up the fabric and mumbles a few oaths. “You’re looking beautifully well-bred back here, Cady,” he says, running his fingers through the cum that’s been leaking out of me since he put it in. “You’re a little swollen from the action, but you’re slick enough it shouldn’t hurt when I push back inside. If anything feels too uncomfortable, you let me know and we’ll stop. Understood?”
Antsy, I squirm against the hood of my car as I nod.
“Good girl,” he rumbles, giving my ass a playful slap before sliding his cool, lubed fingers over my asshole, massaging me there with a delicate, teasing pressure that makes me squirm even more.
I moan as my pussy quivers, and again when a trickle of moisture drips down my inner thigh. I fucking love that I’ve been full of cum this whole time. It makes me feel positively sinful and so much more like the badass I long to be than the role of virginal Miss I’ve been forced to play.
Daryl presses the cool tip of the plug to my asshole. “Ready to be bred from behind with this plug in your ass, Gorgeous?”
I rise onto my toes and lift my rear in response. His words are enough to make me want to come, but I want what he’s offering to get me there.
He swears and drags his hand down my back. “You are surely the most beautiful woman in this world, Cady. I feel likeyou were fucking made for me,” he says, as the pressure at my tightest hole intensifies.
The slippery stretch feels easy and amazing, as he pushes it all the way in, and it seems to lock into position. I press my lips together and shift around on my feet as I adjust. “Mmm.”
“Beautiful.” The sound of his zipper being taken down alights a ripple of excitement low in my belly.
He guides my legs wider and pins me to the car with one hand on my back. I’m so exposed and vulnerable in the position, but there is no fear within me, only an eager readiness. I trust him with my body. And all my secrets — like how much I hate my life, and how much I love him putting things in my ass.
He nudges his cock at my entrance, and I whimper. He feels twice as big as he did before. The plug takes up some of the room I’ll need for taking cock. Is this going to hurt? He wouldn’t have said it might if it wasn’t a possibility, right?
He runs his hand down my back a few times in calm, grounding strokes. “You can take it, Cady,” he says, his tone sure and encouraging.
I nod and gasp for my life as he leans forward. He pushes his huge cock inside me, parting my flesh and forging deep until I feel so stretched and full I can hardly believe it.
Praise drips from his lips, and he buries himself to the hilt, bumping against the butt-plug. My insides pull tight with azing, and I cry out several choice words before panting through my body’s reaction to being crammed full of cock and toy. It feels like my heart is beating in my chest, my ass, and between my legs. The sensation is pulsing shockwaves through my core, and I dance around on my tiptoes, trying not to come before Daryl can show me what it feels like when he actually getsmoving.
“Fuck me,” I beg, gripping his cock inside me like a fist. “Now.Fuck me.”
“Relax that sweet little cunt, and I will,” he growls.
I do my best, but I’m wound too tight; too close to coming. It’s not until he sets my ass stinging with a sharp slap that I release my fierce grip on his cock. And the moment I do…
Daryl slams into me, over and over again until I’m crying out and clapping the hood of the car to let out all the fucking feelings, I don’t know how else to deal with. His cock is pumping wet suction sounds from my pussy, and every time he drives deep, he strikes the plug in my ass. It feels like I’m being fucked in both holes, and I’m almost ashamed of myself for how good it feels.
Almost.
The way Daryl coaxes me toward my pleasure with absolute approval sets the expectation that I fucking deserve it. That I should chase it down and reap the fucking rewards. It’s going to be a big reward too. It’s building exponentially. I start to shake with the size of it.
“That’s it, Cady. Fucking give it to me,” he roars, as if my pleasure if a gift forhim.
I love that idea. And it makes sense when I feel like his is a gift for me. I’m already full of cum, but I feel like I can’t get enough, and I love what he’s thinking about when he unleashes into me. Would he like it if I said so? Have other women spurred him on the way he’s doing to me?
“Yougive it to me,” I growl back. “Put a fucking baby in me.”
Daryl’s palm slaps the hood next to mine, and he pumps his cock at me even faster. “Did you just fucking say that?”
“Breed me,” I whine, as I pull tight inside.
He swears, crowds his bulk over me, and forces me over the edge with a rush of heat and pressure. My climax rips through me, and I try to throw my body back with the momentum of it, but Daryl has me pinned with his weight, smothering my escape attempts so all that wild energy turns inward instead. He moanslong and loud in my ear, while pleasure shatters my insides into a million sparkling pieces.
With no other option but to enjoy myself, I ride the intensity out, rolling with the all-consuming waves of bliss. By the time my body settles, I could swear I’ve left the damned thing, because all I can do, is picture myself draped face-down, limp and dripping on the hood of my car, with the most incredible man fawning over me as if I’m the lucky goddess he’s fated to serve.
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