“Mmph!” I giggled, landing on the bouncy mattress, assets flying every which way. “Mmph!”
“Mmph, is right,” growled Mr. Channing, eyes hot as he literally tore the clothes from his body. “You’re gonna get a lot of ‘mmmphs’ today, sweetheart.”
I was going to say something, but the words died on my lips because Mr. Channing was so gorgeous. Fully nude before me, the man was a god come to life, Adonis reincarnated. Heavy, broad shoulders narrowed into a vee, complete with developed pecs and washboard abs. Powerful arms and thighs were filled with tense energy, muscles bulging.
But it was that cock that got me. Because this was the first time I was seeing a man’s cock fully, and oh god, but my mouth watered, insides going loose. That fuckpole had to be at least ten inches, the glans a deep purple color with a pulsing, heavy vein running along the bottom.
And without realizing it, I leaned forward to lick the vein. I was so horny, so turned on and desperate that despite the fact that this was my first time, I went for it without thinking and caught his cock in my fist, trailing my tongue right along that trail, from base to tip.
“Unnnnh,” Thorn ground out from above, chest muscles tight, head falling back. “Awww fuck baby girl, you’ve got a sweet mouth.”
Going with the flow, I did it again. I licked him the entire length, savoring my first taste of man meat, this time following with a special move at the top. Swirling my tongue around his glans, I pulled his dick hole open with small fingers and burrowed my tongue inside that tiny opening.
“Awww FUCK!” ground out Thorn. “Fuck fuck fuck!”
Lapping hungrily, I pulled back a little, looking up at him with his dick lying on my tongue.
“Glad you like it Daddy,” I murmured. “So glad you like it.”
But Thorn isn’t a guy to relinquish control. The play was enjoyable, but my man had fresh pussy to plow and he wasn’t letting up. Grabbing me, he shoved me onto all fours, curves flying everywhere.
“Oh!” I squealed, bouncing up and down on my hands and knees. “Oh!”
And before I knew it, the alpha grabbed my wrists and hauled them to the bed post, tying them tight with that tie. It was so unexpected that I just gasped for a moment, crouched forward and bound to the bed.
“Oh my god,” came the whisper from my mouth. “Oh god.”
Because my position blew my mind. Sure, there have been boys who were interested, teen guys with acne who wanted to cop a feel in the movie theater. But this was a whole new level of wrong. Because I was a virgin, bound to a man’s bed, crouched over and nude, with no way to get away. That’s right, if this all went wrong, there was nothing I could do about it. I was at Mr. Channing’s mercy, my body open for his touch, his taking, his pleasure.
And my pussy gushed at the thought, inner channel running wetly. Because the whore in me came out then, and I leaned forward slyly, lifting my ass in the air.
“Taste me,” I cooed, wiggling my puss at him. “Taste me Daddy.”
Thorn was on it. That big man grabbed two fistfuls of butt cheek and held me open, gazing at my insides.
“Fuck you’re beautiful,” he ground out, eyes glazing. “Fuck you’re so fucking gorgeous.”
I mewled then, shivering uncontrollably, but the cry turned into a gasp. Because Daddy bent down and licked my pussy, all the way from clit up to asshole. Oh god, it was fucking fantastic and my cunt gushed uncontrollably, dripping like a firehose.
“Oh Daddy!” came my squeal. “Yes, Daddy, more there!”
Thorn went to town then, holding open my insides, laving up the interior of one wall and then coming down the other. He pinched my clit a couple times, making my back buck, ass jiggling heavily.
“Oh!” I squealed again. “Oh oh!”
And then Daddy did it. Rearing up, the alpha got to his knees behind me, shaft gripped in one hand.
“Fuck baby,” he rasped. “Fuck I can’t wait anymore, Daddy has to be in you.”
His tip grazed my hole and I shivered uncontrollably, boobies swinging below my torso. But did I shy away? Did I scream in fear, knowing that huge pole was going inside me? No, instead my body went hot with anticipation, liquid pooling at my slit and bathing that glans.
“Yes,” I murmured, tilting my chin to look at the man over a slim shoulder. “Yes, do it.”
And taking things into my hands, I slid backwards with my hips. Oh! Unnnh! It was unreal, Thorn’s dicktip making headway into my folds, pussy spreading to accommodate his thickness.
“Oh god, Daddy,” I gasped. “You’re so huge.”
He grunted, panting in back of me, big hands gripping my fleshy waist.