Her Papi
From Torg Adventure
She walks into the room where she will await him, she disrobes, loosens her hair, and sits on her knees in the position of submission that gives her peace to await his entrance into this night.
He walks into the pitch blackness. He waits for his eyes to adjust, but there is no light to see by. He disrobes, the only sign to her the sound of coins jingling in his pocket. He steps to where he knows she is waiting. His first touch is a very light caress of her back. Her slight gasp and moan pleases him and he smiles.
His second touch is to tug her hair to one side as he bends down to bite her neck, but not having bitten her in days, he loses himself in the smell she saves for special occasions that he bites her many times in a short time, each a little harder. At last he takes a breath, so she takes one too, but before she can exhale, he starts to spank her, knowing that just a foot away from his spot is a strap he has been hiding till tonight. She is in ecstasy as her mind wonders where things will go next.
The spanking is firm and steady for several minutes, and then it stops abruptly. Nothing happens for several seconds as the sensation on her buttocks tingles away. Then she is surprised by a single sharp slap of leather, much harder than before, followed by the delicious caress of his hand.
His tender caresses bring her to moaning into her hand and she whispers, "Please, Papi."
His lust-filled croak surprises her, "'Please, Papi' what?"
"Please, Papi, I need you," she quietly answers back. He turns her shoulders, lifts her chin and looks in her eyes. Even in the dark it works. She is so completely his, she is lost, but lost to him, so she is home. He knows this too, so removes her collar -- she is completely his without the reminder of the tight leather. He kisses her deeply while raising her to the bed, where he puts her face down and whispers in her ear, "I want to be inside your womb, but first things first." With one hand, he pulls her ass in the air and, before she can think, he presses his stiffness to her tight rosebud and is welcomed smoothly within. He thrusts twice and is buried to the hilt.
His rigid, desired intruder slides in and out of her, bringing fresh delights to her body. Slowly, he pushes her until she lays flat on the bed, his cock still thrusting inside her. "She opened so willingly, querida," he whispers in her ear, his breath a caress. “She welcomed me.”
"She longs for you, Papi, as I long for you. I dreamt that I would love someone this much as a child, but I had long since given up. You make my dreams come true, Papi." All through her words, he is driving harder and deeper. Her pleasure rises with his, till she feels him quiver and he growls, then she feels his hot cum deep inside her. Her climax makes her see red, even in the pitch black. She waits for him to move, and when he does, she moves slowly to his side, expecting to cuddle and go to sleep. He grabs her by the nape of her hair and says, "Just where do you think you are going? Make me hard again, so you don’t make me a liar."
He groans when her tongue licks his wilted cock. She cleans it well before taking it in her mouth, enjoying the sharp taste of her own ass. "That's it, my pet. Your mouth is so good. Make it hard!" He moans again as his shaft grows in her mouth. Soon she is bobbing it in and out of her lips. He roars as she takes it all the way in and gags a bit on its length. His hips thrust involuntarily, fucking her face slightly. She slips him out, all hard and glistening with her moisture. He pushes her on her back, sitting between her legs spread wide. He pushes a finger inside her, seeking her secret spot. He finds it, pressing it hard and making her come on command.
He plays with her, making her come over and over. In five minutes, her outcries turn to whimpers of pleasure. "Now you're ready again for me," he says with satisfaction.
He leans over off the bed, never losing contact with her, and flicks on the night light. "I want to watch this," he says as he returns to between her knees. He lines his shaft up with her soaked pussy, and presses the tip inside her.
She screams as she just can't take the teasing. She tries to make more of him go inside her, like a drowning woman trying to grab hold of a life jacket. When he doesn't budge, but grins at her, she starts propelling her body forward to meet him and make him enter all the way inside her. He keeps just the tip inside her. Then she begs, "Aye, Papi! Please, please fill me! I can't stand this! I'm on fire, and you have the water to bring me peace." She pants heavily with need. "I will do anything, anything you want. Just name it!"
Jiggling his cock head just inside her slit to taunt her, he says, "Anything, my darling? When I come home from work this week, you will mix me a drink when I come in the door, and then sneak away to the bathroom and give me a blow job with your sweet, sweet mouth." It’s not a request, but a command.
"Is that all, Papi? I will even give you another one right before you leave for work in the morning all week. I promise." She shifts her ass trying to get more of him. "Shall I be shy and meek when I met you at the door, or wanton and brazen and looking for more than a blowjob?"
"That I leave to your mood and desire. Now, what do you want again?" He pinches her rigid nipples, twisting them a bit. With his other hand, he rubs her clit.
"I want you inside me, thrusting till I am raw, and, when you cum, it stings my legs and my body will quake for a half hour afterward, Papi. That is what I want and need!" Her voice was pleading.
"Deal!" he said as he lunged forward, sinking his cock all the way into her slickened pussy. He groaned as her flesh surrounded him, tight and wet.
She screamed as he filled her, her back arching and her body quivering. Her spasms came so quickly, they took him along for the ride. He could actually feel her orgasms like they were his.
He set a quick pace, having just exploded in her ass and knowing he wouldn't come for a while. He pressed on top of her, holding her hands over her head. He thrust hard into her, making the whole bed move in time with his rhythm. He captured her mouth, kissing her passionately as he fucked her. Then he shifted his hands to her legs, lifting them over his shoulders. Now, he struck even deeper inside her slick channel. Her moans rose in pitch.
Her fingers raked his smooth back, making him lift his head from her mouth and growl. He leaned down and bit hard on her shoulder in an animal frenzy, making her yelp in surprise and splendid sensuous pain. His rhythm never faltered as he continued to plunge in and out of her slipperiness rapidly.
He could feel the large nut of her swollen G-spot inside her on every thrust, and heard her gasps and pauses where he knew she was holding her breath as she climaxed. She had the biggest G-spot he'd ever felt, sticking out like his thumb inside her. He loved that she came so easily when he hit that place in her pussy -- it made him feel like a sex god. Once her orgasms started, they would cascade one after another as long as he could keep going, striking in the right vicinity.
…
Even better was when she lost all control and sprayed girl-cum all over him. He hoped he could get her there tonight. Then she gasps as her body lets loose a stream of her girl-cum, wetting the sheets.
