Daddy To Go: A Secret Baby Medical Romance

by Adams, S. C.

  “God, sweetheart, do it. Put my dong between those pouty lips.”

  With another sly smile, she leaned forward and opened her mouth, pulling my cock deep into her throat. Slowly Abby raised up, keeping her hand tight as it trailed up behind her lips. Down she went again. Her suction was so strong and sensuous that I reached out for something to hold onto, but there was nothing. My hand came back down, gently landing on the back of her head.

  She gripped my balls and rolled them back and forth in the palm of her hand while she sucked harder and harder. Holy fuck, where did she learn this technique? With a bit of pressure from my palm she started to move faster. Her head bobbed up and down on my raging cock, spit dripping from the base and rolling down my sack. When air hit the wetness I shivered, electricity blowing through my whole body. My thighs were stiff and my heels dug in hard to the rug beneath us.

  “God,” I groaned out as she tugged gently on my balls. “Fuck.”

  She tilted back just a bit and put her hands on her thighs. Using just her tongue, she guided my dick back into her warm moist mouth. Without warning she picked up speed again, bobbing in and out, over and over. A deep moan echoed from my chest and I feared I would never make it inside of her. She felt so amazing in fact, that I had to stop her. This night was meant to go on for a while and I didn’t want to blow prematurely.

  I reached down and pulled Abby back up to her feet, cupping the back of her head with my hand and kissing her deeply. My other hand yanked at the clasp on her jeans until it came loose. Slowly, I pulled the zipper down and tugged them, getting the denim down to her knees where they fell to the floor in a pile.

  Holding her mouth to mine I stepped forward, pushing her back toward the bed. When the mattress caught her legs, I helped to gently lower her down, never releasing my lips from hers. I climbed on the bed next to her, and tasted the sweet sensation of her lips. Fuck! This woman was absolutely delicious. I ran one hand up her thigh, finding her soft satin panties soaked. That was definitely a good sign.

  “You’re a horny little girl, aren’t you?” I murmured against her lips. “You want it so bad, and Daddy’s going to give it to you.”

  She mewled beneath my lips as I kissed her, and I rubbed my fingers against her mound. Abby moaned into my mouth, echoes going down my throat. Her lips came undone beneath me and she let out a high pitched, breathless cry. The sound of her ecstasy drove me wild.

  But then, the girl took me by surprise. She reached between my legs and grabbed my cock as her back arched and her hips gyrated. Getting my fingers into her panties, I slipped them into her hole, feeling her plush wetness.

  “Fuck baby, you’re drenched,” I rasped in a hoarse voice. “You ready for what comes next?”

  I wanted more. No need to play games. I moved to the end of the bed and grabbed the top of her panties, sliding them down and off her thick thighs. Dropping them to the ground, I bent forward. I was hungry to taste that juiciness between her legs. I pushed her knees to each side and licked my lips as I stared down at her perfect pussy. Her folds were so tight and tiny, the hole between peeping out just a bit.

  Dropping to my knees, I gripped her waist and pulled her closer to me before diving right in.

  “Aaaah!” she squealed as juices covered my face. “Fuck!”

  My tongue was immediately out, sliding up through her crease. She was sugar, spice, and the hot taste of aroused woman. She gripped the bedsheets and screamed out as I swirled my tongue around her clit and then pulled it into my mouth. I sucked and released, repeating the process multiple times. Meanwhile, Abby’s juices flowed so heavily that they pooled on the comforter beneath her. She tasted so sweet and succulent, I couldn’t help but groan as I pushed my lips into her, slurping and licking at that beautiful pussy.

  “Ryder,” she panted, her hips bucking a bit. “Give me more.”

  I was happy to oblige. I pulled back and pushed two fingers inside of her, stopping for a second and then pulling back. She gasped and rolled her head back and forth at the intense penetration. I loved watching her responsiveness and began to finger her slowly, twisting my hand back and forth as they slid through the wetness.

  “Fuck,” she whispered, her body arching.

  I licked my lips. “Yeah? You like that?”

  “Mhmm yes,” she moaned. “Faster.”

  Immediately I moved faster, pushing her knees back for deeper access. Keeping my fingers in her, I climbed up next to her again, this time maneuvering myself so that my cock brushed lightly at her cheek. She knew what this meant. She grabbed it tight and pulled up, sucking it right into her mouth. Oh fuuuuck. My body jolted and I groaned, watching my fingers going in and out of Abby as she bobbed her head. I leaned down and tongued her a bit. This was the dirtiest sixty-nine ever.

  Her breathing picked up and her moans started getting closer together. I moved even faster, finger fucking the hell out of her. Her hips opened wider and she started to scream out with ecstasy. I wanted her to cum, but I also wanted her pussy to squeeze my cock in orgasm.

  That’s what Abby wanted too because suddenly, she opened her eyes and parted those delicious lips.

  “Fuck me, Ryder. Fuck me now. I need you inside of me.”

  Who could argue with that? I quickly maneuvered myself around until I was between her thighs once more. Holding my cock in hand, I slid the head up and down, through her juices and then put the bulb just slightly into her. She gasped and twisted her hips, her body begging for more.

  “Is this what you want?” I rasped.

  “Yeah,” she moaned.

  With a grin, I pushed deep inside of her, while also bending over to kiss her lips. Unconsciously, my hips moved in and out, touching her cervix and then pulling back out to the tip again. She writhed beneath me, her thick sexy body moving like a wave. I gripped her sides and pushed harder, her screams echoing through the apartment.

  “Fuck baby, you take it so good. You’re so fucking horny too,” I rasped through deep, thorough pounds.

  I could see her body becoming more frantic, shifting against me with need. Abby was close to explosion and I wanted to feel every second of it. I pulled my lips from her and tilted my head down to her ear. “I want to feel you cum, sweetheart.”

  She gasped as my hips slammed down against her, before stopping and grinding in circles. My body rubbed tight against her clit, and her hands flew up, digging into my back.

  “Yes,” she screamed. “Oh, God. Yes. Ryder!”

  Suddenly, her mouth opened wide and her back arched. Her entire body stiffened, but I didn’t stop. I pounded her right through her eruption. A hot surge of female fluids burst forward, running down my cock and over my balls.

  A deep groan reverberated from my chest as her pussy squeezed my shaft. She didn’t move, didn’t breathe, as her body surged through waves of ecstasy. Finally, as her back touched down on the bed, she exhaled deeply. I pulled my cock out and ground my mouth into hers once more. But we weren’t done yet. Taking my hands, I gripped Abby’s hips and turned her onto her belly.

  “What?” she asked, letting out a startled cry.

  I merely chuckled deep in my chest.

  “We’re just getting started, honey. The night is still young.”

  Abby’s fists ran up the bed and gripped tightly to the sheets. Her big perfectly round ass sat high up in the air, and I ran my palm down her cheek and slapped her ass, watching her moan. She giggled and waved her ass back and forth. With a smirk, I licked my fingers and rubbed up through her pussy, sliding a finger inside of her and then back out again.

  “Yeah, you like this, don’t you?” I growled, enjoying the sight of my finger disappearing into her wet folds. “You’re my little cumslut.”

  Kneeling behind her, I pushed my rock hard cock back into that swollen pussy. She screamed as she laid her face on the pillow, keeping her ass high in the air. I gripped her thick hips tightly and pumped my own, pushing in and out of that sweet, tight mound. My body slammed into her as
s, making us both moan. My fingers dug deep into her skin and she put one hand up on the iron headboard, gripping tightly.

  Throughout the apartment you could hear the mixed choir of moans, grunts, and the slapping of our skin together. The bed creaked beneath us and the picture above the bed vibrated. I leaned forward and did a series of short fast thrusts. Reaching up I caressed her breasts, massaging as I went. She put her hand on top of mine and squeezed, letting me know she wanted it harder and deeper.

  “That’s my little cumbucket,” I rasped into her ear. “You’re new to this yet taking it like a pro.”

  Suddenly, Abby pushed back a bit against me, straightening and coming up on her knees with me still deep inside of her. She leaned back and turned her head, kissing me. I pulled her up and down my shaft, gripping tightly to her tits. Suddenly, she moved forward, pulling off of me. But why?

  Before I could ask what was wrong, she flipped over and dove down on my dick, sucking it into the back of her throat. She gripped my back and pulled me over so that her lips were at the base of cock before sliding back up. The change in sensation made my head spin. I never had a girl stop mid-sex just to continue to suck my cock. It was amazing, and she was really good at it too, especially for someone who seemed to be very innocent.

  “You like that, sweetheart? You like tasting your own juices on my shaft?”

  Abby moaned with my cock in her mouth, vibrating it down the stiff length. My mouth fell open and my head tilted back. I twisted my hand through her hair and gripped, pushing and pulling her face up and down my manhood. She moaned loud and fast, enjoying the dominance.

  “That’s right. You like it when Daddy fucks your face, don’t you?” I growled.

  My hips pumped forward as she sucked, but then she stopped and I let go of her hair. I could hear her slurp as she pulled up and off, wiping the edge of her mouth.

  Slowly, I looked down at Abby’s face, her eyes tilted up to mine. Her lips were bright red and swollen and she smiled at me seductively. She climbed up my body and put her lips next to my ear. “Now fuck me until you cum. And don’t hold back.”

  With that, Abby lay down and pulled her legs out wide, crooking her finger at me in a come-hither fashion. She was so gorgeous, that pink slit dripping with need and her big breasts huge and ripe. I gripped my cock and stroked it as I moved forward, lining up to meet her.

  My dick was pulled into her pussy so fast it was like a suction. I gripped her body to stabilize myself before falling into full deep thrusts, pumping almost out of control. Abby screamed, moaned, scratched at my chest, and pulled the sheets up off the corners of the bed.

  “Oh god, Ryder! Fuck!”

  Her body convulsed beneath me as it reached another peak. She tilted her head back and thrust her breasts up in the air. Her fists white knuckled the sheets and she gasped. Every inch of her vibrated as she exploded around my cock, sweet tremors running from her body to mine.

  I groaned, gripping harder as I thrust once, twice, and finally on the third I pushed as deep inside of her as I could. My cock jerked as it blew my seed wildly inside of her. I could feel the ecstasy roll through my stiff shaft and down to the tips of my toes.

  Holy shit, what just happened? We sat in suspended pleasure, our ecstasy overwhelming. Once it passed, my hips started to move again, reflexively, as the heat slowly simmered off. Her body relaxed as well, and I slowly pulled out, watching as my enormous meat showed itself once more, covered in her sticky fluids.

  She turned her head and looked at me, catching her breath.

  “Wow,” she gasped. “That was amazing.”

  Through my own daze, I smiled and nodded. “Damn right it was. I can’t wait to do it again. Just give me twenty minutes to reload.”

  Abby looked at me wildly and then burst into laughter. I grinned too, grabbing onto her curvy form and rolling her into my arms. Our lovemaking was wild, and yet fun and lighthearted too. Hands down, this girl was absolutely amazing, and all I wanted was more.

  12

  Abby

  I locked my car, my flip flops in my hand, and a smile on my face. My knees felt weak, and my hair, I was sure, looked like it was out of a bad 80’s flick. I didn’t care because I just had the best night of my life. Ryder and I made love four times, and I didn’t even think about leaving his bed until the next morning. He made me breakfast in bed suggesting all the fun things we could do that day. I was just astonished he still wanted me to hang out.

  After all, he’s a busy physician. Not only was he subbing for Dr. McNamara, but he’d picked up extra shifts at the local hospital too. To me, it sounded like two jobs, and it basically was.

  “How do you do it?” I asked as his phone went off.

  He grabbed it and smiled ruefully.

  “You get used to working like a dog,” he said. “It’s okay, Gorgeous. We’ll go out again.”

  I groaned, getting my stuff together to go. As I left, he pecked my lips with a devilish smile.

  “I promise, we’ll go out again Abby. Soon.”

  My heart fluttered and I got into my car, driving in a daze. But now, I was back to real life. As I passed by the back of my mom’s house toward the stairs to my apartment, I could see my mom giving my sister a kiss on the head, heading out for weekend overtime. I didn’t want her to notice the state I was in so I hurried up to the apartment and shut the door just as she came around the corner. Breathing heavily from the sprint up the stairs, I leaned against the doorway, a smile pulling on my lips.

  My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I pulled it out, seeing a text from Ryder. “Don’t forget. Next weekend we are going away. I’ll plan it. Be ready for a good time.”

  I giggled like schoolgirl and raced to my room, changing my clothes. I stopped suddenly in front of the mirror, seeing my wild hair and smudged makeup. So that was the walk of shame look that Mary had talked about so many times. I straightened my shoulders and tilted my head back. Well, I was going to wear it like a badge of honor. It was a walk of a woman who just experienced the most erotic night of her life. I didn’t know how anyone could ever top it.

  Skipping into my bathroom, I grabbed my hairbrush and pulled it through the tangles. I needed a shower, but I also was bursting at the seams to talk to someone about everything that had happened. Mary was out of town on some retreat with her family. She had bitched about it for months knowing she couldn’t have her phone, internet, or any other electronic device that could take the burden of her family away.

  So instead, I pulled my hair back in a ponytail, brushed my teeth, and headed down to grab something to eat and hopefully corner my sister. Melody and I were never close, except for when she was tiny and had to rely on me for care. Then, as a teenager, she acted almost like she resented me. There was always a competitive vibe when it came to her, and for no reason either. But I guess that’s just how it is between sisters. Melody was like me in some ways, but in others, she struggled.

  After all, I’m the girl with a smile on my face. I have a naturally sunny disposition and am rarely ever down. Melody wasn’t like that. My mom always said it was her teenage years and that she would grow out of it, but I’m not sure about that. Melody has been brooding since before she even hit puberty. She went through phase after phase, trying to find her place in the world. I tried to tell her that things would get better but she hates my advice. Melody doesn’t think I’m old enough to be even giving advice.

  Plus, our values are different. For a while she begged my mom for designer clothes and bags, trying to fit in with the popular girls and the jocks. We just weren’t equipped financially to support that. Then she got in with the goths, wearing fishnets and short skirts, dying her hair blue at her friends’ houses, and wearing more eyeliner then was healthy. Luckily, that phase was short lived. I thought she had started to settle in with a more normal persona, but I quickly realized she had pretty much just given up.

  Yet after seventeen years of struggling with my sister and having her tell me she hated m
e a million times, I still have hope for a better relationship. As I walked in the door she glanced up and then back down at whatever book she was reading that day and didn’t say a word.

  “Good morning,” I chirped at her, trying to seem positive and normal.

  She grumbled something incoherent. I grabbed a coffee cup off the shelf and poured some joe. Then, locating a yogurt and a croissant, I sat down at the table across from my sister. I glanced at her as I fixed my coffee.

  “Not out and about with friends today?”

  It was more of a rhetorical question. My sister doesn’t have very many friends, and the ones she did have were wishy washy. Sometimes they were there for her, but sometimes they blew her off. I didn’t have a ton of friends either, but at least my friends were real.

  She looked up and then back down.

  “Obviously not.”

  I ignored her snotty tone, hoping she would shift gears when she realized I wasn’t a threat. “So, I went on a date last night.”

  I could see her eyes stop moving with the words on the pages, and then start again, trying not to show she cared.

  “Oh yeah? Who’s the lucky guy? Old Marv that owns that scary gas station on the edge of town?”

  “Ew,” I chuckled throwing a piece of croissant at her.

  She half smiled and put down her book. “Okay, I don’t do riddles. Just tell me. Obviously, I will get no peace until you do.”

  I smiled sweetly and lifted my chin proudly. “I went out with Dr. Ryder Rivington.”

  Immediately Melody’s mouth dropped open.

  “The doctor filling in for Dr. McNamara? The one that every woman in town has been whispering about since he drove his fancy car up to the hotel last week?”

  “Yep, that one,” I replied with excitement.

  Melody narrowed her eyes. “Wait. I know for a fact you didn’t come home last night. Your car was gone and not here when I woke up this morning. I didn’t tell Mom because I didn’t want to hear her tell me to mind my own business.”