Obsessed with a Daddy

by Kelli Callahan

  “You won’t.” I shook my head back and forth. “I’ll make sure that they’re done.”

  “Good.” He tilted his head slightly. “Otherwise, your Daddy might have to pay you a visit and it won’t be a pleasant one.”

  “Oh, so if I do bad in school, you’ll come see me?” I bit down on my bottom lip and grinned.

  “Don’t even joke about that.” He narrowed his eyes. “School has to be your top priority right now.”

  “I know…” I looked down and sighed.

  It was fun to joke around about it, but I wasn’t the type of person to intentionally do something that would interfere with school, even if I did want to see Everette again. School was going to be my top priority, just like he said, and I would see him again when I finally had a break. Our food arrived, and we kept talking while we ate, and I could tell that we were both thinking about our inevitable separation and a lot more than the conversation at hand. Everette suggested a few options for the rest of our evening, and I was open to them, but what I really wanted to do was go back to the hotel room. I was ready for more than teasing—more than just touching—I wanted our last night together to be memorable.

  “Are you sure you don’t want to go to a movie, or try one of the other things we suggested? There are a lot of interesting things to do around here…” Everette took my hand as we waited on the valet to bring my car.

  “I can do those things later.” I squeezed his hand and leaned close enough so that I could whisper in his ear. “I want you tonight.”

  “You’re going to have me whether this is our final stop or not.” He moved his hand to the small of my back and pressed his lips to my neck as he pulled me close—then his lips drifted up to my ear. “Just like every other night we’ve spent together.”

  “No—tonight will be different,” I exhaled sharply. “I want you inside me.”

  “This is definitely our last stop,” Everette gasped, and I was close enough to feel his cock start to get hard. “Wait—we need to stop at a store to get some condoms.”

  “You don’t keep one in your wallet?” I raised an eyebrow. “I thought all guys carried them—just in case.”

  “No.” He shook his head back and forth. “It’ll be a quick stop.”

  “We’ll be okay. I’m on the pill.” I reached down and squeezed his hand.

  “What? Why?” Everette blinked in surprise. “I thought you were a virgin…”

  “I have very overprotective parents.” I looked down and sighed.

  “Okay.” Everette nodded. “Then I guess we’re going straight to the hotel.”

  We teased each other in the car and shared a kiss before he cranked it up—he seemed to be moving a little faster than normal, and the doctor that was usually careful of the speed limit pushed the odometer over it without batting an eye. I couldn’t help but grin when I saw his enthusiasm. I felt the exact same way. My panties were getting wetter by the second. The thought of being in his arms and giving him my innocence made me buzz with excitement. It would be hard to be apart from him after we shared such an intimate moment, but I truly believed we would make the relationship work, even when we were miles apart. I couldn’t imagine ever being with anyone but him. Our paths had crossed in what felt like destiny—destiny that was pushed along by a little bit of spying and naughty behavior on my part.

  “Why are these elevators so slow…” Everette stared at the doors as we waited on ours to arrive.

  “A little anxious?” I grinned and graced the inside of his forearm with my finger.

  “Maybe…” He looked down at my hand.

  The elevators finally arrived and Everette pinned me to the back of it when the doors closed. His lips danced along my neck while it carried us to our floor. I was tingling from head to toe with goosebumps on every inch of my skin. The doors opened, and a very surprised couple got to see one second of our escalating passion before he pulled me towards the room. We stopped twice because the hunger was too strong to ignore—we wanted to devour each other, and the room felt like it was miles away. When we made it to the room, Everette kissed me as soon as the door closed, and then he lifted me off the ground. I clung to his shirt and teased him with several kisses while he carried me to the bedroom.

  This is one night I’m never going to forget.

  “God, you’re so beautiful.” Everette exhaled sharply as he gently placed me on the mattress. “I’m going to spend all night showing you how happy I am that you’re mine.”

  “What are you waiting for?” I bit down on my bottom lip and grinned.

  “Nothing…” He put a knee on the bed and leaned forward to crush my lips beneath his.

  Everette pulled at my dress and moved a hand around to the back so he could unzip it. I lifted up to give him easier access, and as soon as the zipper came down, he started sliding it down my shoulders. He pulled it far enough down to start kissing my stomach and worked his way up to my bra. His fingers quickly found the clasp that kept it secured, and he unsnapped it immediately. My bra hit the floor beside the bed and Everette started kissing my exposed nipples. His lips and tongue traced the right one, which turned it to a hard nub, and then he moved over to the left. The fire was already burning inside me. The anticipation was building, and there was nothing to hold it back. I was more turned on than I had ever been when I was in his arms. My desire had already soaked my panties.

  “I didn’t think you were going to be ready for this before it was time for me to leave.” Everette lifted up and our eyes met. “Are you sure this is what you want?”

  “I don’t want to wait until we’re together again,” I exhaled sharply. “I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t sure.”

  Everette moved his hands to my dress and started sliding it past my hips—then it joined my bra on the floor beside us. He put his hand on my leg right above the ankle and slowly worked his way up to my inner thighs. His fingers wrapped around my panties until the fabric was twisted in his grip. They were ready to melt off my hips, and when he gave them a tug, I knew he was about to find out just how turned on I really was. A smile spread across his face when he saw that I was wet and ready for him—and all he had done was tease me with his lips. He slowly started to kiss his way back up my inner thighs once my panties were on the floor.

  Everette forced my legs apart, and I felt the heat of his breath on my pussy. I already knew how good his tongue could make me feel, so my breathing started to get heavier the instant I realized he wanted a taste before he took my virginity. His tongue moved against my pussy lips; then he plunged it into my wetness. I twitched, gasped, and my muscles tensed up. He gave me a few quick thrusts with his tongue and then gently caressed the skin around my pussy as he worked his way up to the clit. His tongue immediately flicked against it, and the pleasure that shot through my body made my head spin.

  “That feels—really good…” My breath got trapped in my throat for a second.

  “You’re so wet that you don’t even need to feel my tongue tonight…” He flicked his tongue against my clit. “But you’re going to get it anyway.”

  “I’ve been a good girl, Daddy.” My back arched, and I exhaled sharply. “I deserve it.”

  “Yes you do.” He lowered his head between my thighs and gave me a few more swirls of bliss with his tongue.

  I was ready for him to be inside me, but his tongue felt too good for me to even think about asking him to stop. He used his fingers to slide the hood away from my clit, and then started to move his tongue in quick circles around the tight bundle of nerves—my clit was already a hard knot underneath his tongue. I could feel my pussy getting even wetter—if that was possible. It felt like the desire was dripping out of me as he pleasured the most sensitive spot on my body. He knew how to make me feel good—so good that nothing else mattered when I was with him. I was ready to be his in every way.

  “Oh god…” I ran my fingers through his hair, and my body tensed up. “Don’t stop, Daddy—please don’t stop!”

  T
he passion and desire were growing. It was a fire that wasn’t going to be put out with his tongue—I needed more. It was about more than just giving him my innocence and losing my virginity. It was going to be a closeness that could never be replicated with anyone else—Everette was going to be my first and my last. He made my heart beat faster—he made my body burn with a need that I had never felt before—a need that made everything just feel right when I was with him. Meeting Everette had changed me in ways that I never imagined, and it was beautiful. I didn’t know it was possible to feel that happy—to feel that good—but it was more intense than any other kind of buzz. It was almost magical.

  “Daddy—oh god—I’m gonna come!” My head rolled back against the pillow as a gasp rushed from my throat.

  The pressure that built inside me was more intense than normal. Maybe it was because I knew what was going to happen after he tasted my first orgasm of the night. My muscles tensed up and got so tight they made my body jerk. His tongue danced around my clit and released a constant stream of pleasure that flooded my veins. It was true bliss—euphoria that got stronger until there was no way for me to stop it. It devoured me. My mouth opened wide, my hips tried to pull away when the intensity made me shake, but Everette held me in place. Everette’s tongue didn’t pause. He sent the pleasure ripping through my body as the orgasm consumed me. The peak was amazing, and he kept his tongue moving until the orgasm began to fade. It wasn’t just incredible—it was earth shattering and soul crushing at the same time.

  “Damn…” My body went limp against the mattress. “I’ll never get tired of that.”

  “It will be the last time you feel that for a while.” He lifted up between my thighs, and I felt his finger against my pussy. “I’m going to spend the rest of the night making you come in a whole new way.”

  Everette started to remove his shirt. The sight of his gorgeous physique was enough to make the desire start burning again. The afterglow of my orgasm didn’t even have a chance to settle in before I felt the growing need for my next one. I was attracted to him before I even knew his name, but once I learned what kind of man he was, it became about more than lust. Everette’s shirt joined my clothes on the floor, and I reached for his belt. I pulled him close as I started to unbuckle it. I wanted his lips on mine—I didn’t care if I tasted my own bliss on them. He kissed me while I unbuckled his belt—unbuttoned his pants—and then I started sliding them down his hips until he had to kick them off. His boxers slid halfway down with his pants, and I stroked his cock while he worked to get them off.

  “I’m ready…” I pulled his cock towards my pussy.

  “I can tell.” Everette pulled his finger away and forced my legs apart.

  Everette held the base of his cock as I guided it towards my wetness. He positioned himself between my thighs, and I stroked his length until I felt the head against my pussy lips. There was a twinge of pain when he started to enter me, but I didn’t want him to stop. I was ready to lose my virginity to him, even if it hurt. He started to push deeper, and my pussy ached as it was stretched around his girth for the first time. He left the head buried inside me but stopped pushing so that I could adjust to the feeling. It took a couple of seconds, but I felt my body reacting to him, and he was able to go deeper with no resistance except for my tightness. I let my hands rest on his hips and quivered when he gave me a gentle thrust.

  “You’re pretty little pussy is going to love what I do to it.” He put a finger on my clit and rubbed it a few times, which sent a surge of pleasure through my body.

  “If you keep doing that I’m going to come before you’re inside me.” I moaned and felt him push a deeper.

  “That isn’t going to stop me.” He rubbed my clit a little faster. “You’re going to come a lot more than twice tonight—and so am I.”

  It started to hurt a little more when he pushed far enough to press against my hymen. I couldn’t help but grimace a couple of times, but his finger took a lot of the ache away as it continued to make circles around my clit. I did my best to hide the discomfort, but Everette still noticed, and gave me a few more second to adjust before he pulled back for another thrust. He gave me a few of those before he pushed hard enough to tear through my hymen. It didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would, but there was a noticeable sting when my pussy stretched around his girth after the symbol of my innocence had been shattered. A few more gentle thrusts followed, then a harder one that pushed his cock deeper inside me. A pressure started to build that I couldn’t stop with his finger teasing my clit.

  “I want to feel you come when I do…” I let my hands fall away from his hips, and my nails dug into the sheets.

  “You will, but one more right now isn’t going to hurt anything.” He started rubbing my clit harder.

  “Oh god!” I rolled forward, and my muscles tightened up.

  The orgasm was different than the others. I always felt my pussy spasm when the release engulfed me, but I had never had him inside me when it happened. My pussy squeezed his length, and his eyes nearly rolled back in his head when he felt me spasming on his cock. His cock throbbed, and I thought he was going to come too, but it wasn’t enough to send him over the edge. He began to deliver thrusts that were a little harder once the orgasm peaked and that seemed to prolong it. The pain didn’t register as he went deeper because I was trapped in euphoric bliss. When the orgasm finally started to fade, I felt like I was floating on a cloud, and I didn’t want to ever come down from that endorphin-driven high.

  “Keep going…” I moved my hands back to his hips and tried to force him to go deeper. “I want to feel you.”

  Everette didn’t hesitate to push himself deeper, which forced my pussy to stretch around his girth, but he did it slowly. I could tell that he was doing everything he could not to hurt me. He pulled his cock back to the entrance of my pussy and gave me several quick thrusts that only went as deep as his cock had previously been and those thrusts sent a different kind of pleasure through my body. It was starting to feel really good—even without his finger massaging my clit. That feeling heightened my excitement and desire. He gave me a couple of lighter thrusts that went deeper, and even those didn’t hurt like they did before. I felt the pressure building up inside me again—he was going to make me come without even trying.

  “I’m…” The words got caught in my throat.

  “I can feel it—come for me, baby.” He gave me a few quick thrusts.

  I succumbed to my third orgasm, and his thrusts got faster while I climaxed. He throbbed a couple of times as he went deeper, and I thought it might be enough to make him come along with me, but he didn’t—he seemed to be savoring the orgasm and enjoying it as much as I was without actually getting his release. He drove his cock a little deeper while the orgasm peaked and right before it subsided, he gave me a thrust that brought our bodies together. I dug my nails into his skin, gasped, and didn’t even have the mental capacity to tell him that he was about to make me come again. I didn’t have to. He could feel it, just like he said. His thrusts got faster as the orgasm began to consume me. I didn’t even have a chance to recover from the previous one before another surge of bliss tore through my soul.

  “You feel so fucking good.” Everette leaned forward and growled into my ear. “You’re not going to stop coming until I let you—your pussy is mine now.”

  “Oh god…” I felt my body starting to shake as another orgasm tried to force its way through the one that was already devouring me.

  There was no pain left except for a lingering ache when a hard thrust went deep. The pressure felt like it was permanent, and an orgasm was just enough to take the edge off, but it wasn’t enough to give me the release I truly craved. My heart was beating so hard that I could feel it in my ears, and it didn’t feel like there was enough oxygen in the room for me to take a full breath. A new sensation started to emerge—a feeling of pleasure that was even more intense than what I felt when his tongue was on my clit. My g-spot was tasting bliss
for the very first time, and it was amazing. My moans got louder and if my throat wasn’t closed off, I might have screamed when I felt his cock throbbing against my g-spot each time he went deep. There was a different look on Everette’s face—a primal stare in his eyes—he was getting close.

  “Now it’s my turn to come.” He started to hammer his cock into me.

  “Yes! Don’t stop! Oh god!” My words came out in short bursts between breaths.

  Everette didn’t hold back at all. He began to pound his length into me—and every single one of those thrusts felt like heaven. His cock throbbed harder, and the head of his dick pulsated inside me. I couldn’t even hold on long enough for him to come. The pleasure was just too intense. My pussy started to spasm again, and the orgasm seized control of my body. His thrusts got harder—he started to hammer my pussy so hard that I was sure the people in every hotel room on the floor was going to hear the bed protesting beneath us. I didn’t have the mental capacity to care and if Everette noticed, it didn’t slow him down.

  “Come one more time for me, baby.” He tangled his fingers in my hair and pulled my ear to his lips. “Good girls do what Daddy says…”

  “Yes!” My mouth opened wide, and a scream echoed from my throat.

  The orgasm peaked, and every thrust seemed to prolong it. Everette’s cock throbbed and pulsated as he got closer to his release. A few powerful thrusts drove me into the mattress, and then I felt the cum surging through his shaft before it erupted inside my pussy. His seed triggered another orgasm—one that was so powerful my vision lost focus, and all my senses melted away except for the bliss in my veins. Everette kept hammering my pussy and each thrust shot another thick rope of cum inside me. He kept going until his balls were drained, and my last orgasm began to fade. He released his grip on my hair, and I sank into the mattress. He left his cock buried deep inside me and after a couple of seconds, he started to thrust again. I was spent—it felt like my whole body was numb.