Daddy's Little Girl: Bred by My Daddy 3 (erotic taboo breeding erotica) Read Online Free Page A

circled the nipple
that he kept eyeing. He wanted to suck, I could tell. After a
moment, he pinched and gave me a little massaging squeeze before
driving his cock a deeper and pressing his lips to mine.
    When our mouths touched, he shoved his cock
forward again, almost all the way. I gasped and he wrestled his
tongue between my teeth, swirling it around mine and hooking my
lower lip gently as he withdrew.
    I watched his eyes as they moved up and down
my body. I knew what he was watching. First, his gaze settled on my
sweet, tight pussy as his girth in, and then pulled backwards. The
dim florescent bulb in the laundry room made a ghostly sort of
light that glinted off the juice that covered his cock. He paused
when his tool was all the way out and grinned when I reach down and
rubbed his tip against my clit before directing him back to my
hole.
    Deeper he went, deeper, until his heavy, warm
balls came to rest against me. So long that he almost touched the
backmost part of my sex, and so thick that I was constantly amazed
he didn’t split me in half, my beautiful, loving daddy pulled back
away then rammed home again, sending a delicious thrill up my spine
and driving an “Oh!” from my lips.
    “I want... I want you... like this.” Peter
grunted, wrapping both arms around me and lifting me into the air.
He pumped his hips, shoving that cock deep, and kicked some clothes
out of the way before sitting down on the ground, my legs on top of
his.
    “Wrap those legs around me, baby girl. I want
to be as close to you as I possibly can.”
    I did just as he said, locking my ankles
behind his back. Gripping my legs together made my pussy even
tighter and shoved his prick deeper. Also, from this angle I was
able to grind my aching clit against his muscular body.
    Peter let me take control for a few seconds,
obviously enjoying the thrusting of my hips and how my sex slid up
and down, milking him the whole way in and the whole way out.
    My daddy started to say something, but his
voice caught in his throat when I went all the way down him and
rested with my tits pressed against his chest, a tiny wet spot
growing on the front of my overly tight shirt. Holding me against
him with one arm, he slid the shirt up my body and off me, finally
letting the draft from the open window near us kiss and cool my
skin. Two more drops of sweat dripped down my neck, ran between my
breasts and finally came to rest where our bodies met.
    We stayed still, my daddy – my lover, and I,
for a few precious, silent moments. Then he kissed me again on the
side of my neck near my jaw and I felt his cock stir. He drew a
deep breath, held it and then let it out as he pushed upwards
again, filling every inch of my being.
    I shuddered as he touched me with his lips,
fluttery kisses trailing up my neck to my jaw, then to my chin and
then down my body. Leaning backwards, I gave him room to nuzzle
between my breasts, kiss them, and pleasure them.
    Finally, finally , he put his mouth
back on my nipple, turned a tight little circle with his tongue and
sucked my little peak between his lips. At first, he nibbled ever
so gently and just licked. Around, over the top, back and forth he
went. So dedicated was he that his hips stopped moving, his cock
ceased to pump in and out of me, but I didn’t notice. All I knew
was that his suckles on my tit and the tiny drops of milk coming
out of me felt like nothing else in the world.
    Peter is the security blanket that I cling to
when I’m scared or when I hear a noise outside. He’s the one man in
the entire world that I’ve always relied on, and the one I know I
always can rely on for as long as I live. All of that was
real in those beautiful moments with his mouth on me, his hands
caressing my back, and his cock so deep inside me that it was a
little hard to tell where one body ended and the other began.
    I didn’t realize that my eyes had been closed
until I opened them and saw my daddy gazing up at me with his mouth
still