Esther spread her legs further apart so that Craig could reach every inch of her cunt. He saw that she was running her hands up and down her body while he licked and pleasured her. After enjoying the taste of her tight, virgin pussy, Craig stood up and smiled at the look of disappointment on Esther’s face.
He tested the black collar around her slim neck. He then slowly brushed her hair off her shoulders, gently bunched it up high in a ponytail only to walk away from her naked body leaving her wearing only the blindfold and a collar with leash, her legs shaking. He selected a few equipment off the shelf and laid them out.
He released her blindfold and a pale yellow light was on in the room. As she began to adjust her vision she noticed a bed that wasn’t there before, it had railing above it that went all the way around four ceremoniously carved posts. A mirror was affixed above the bed, perfect vision. With burgundy sheets it almost looked like a regal lovers' room. She observed the small chest of draws, a padded bench and a comfortable chair in the room but the metal full body bondage harness in the middle of the room stood out the most.
Walking over to her, he grabbed her by the ponytail.
“Let’s go slut,” just as she had watched in so many BDSM porn, on her hands and knees she crawled to the side of the bed head, resting on her heels when he stopped her. He had already laid out his chosen equipment for this session; his paddle, some rope and a thick bar of wood to help restrain her arms. He selected the rope and the bar.
“Up!”
She stood up.
“On the bed and on your belly,” she did as she was instructed, lying face down in the center of the massive bed. He took hold of both her ankles and dragged her until her legs were touching the floor and half her body was on the bed. Her small ass looked striped red with spanking. He rested the rope and bar on the bench and picked up his black leather wrapped paddle instead.
“I hope you know you’ve been very bad. Sneaking into my room. Now this is what your slutty ass deserves for meddling in my privacy.”
With that he initiate his second set of strike to her pale ass. It released the familiar smacking sound that was lost in the midst of her yelp. She was too loud for his liking.
“Shut up and stick your tongue out!”
She did.
“Hold it with one hand and bring the other around your back!”
She did as she was told and he took her hand into his free hand. Another strike, then another, by now she had been digging her nails into his wrist. She could tell he liked that. He placed the paddle down, and drag her to the ground by her hair, her eyes were shut tight and he could see the streaks of tears on her cheek and it made him want her, she had not caved, she had taken his paddling like a seasoned sub.
“Look at me!” He commanded through gritted teeth, grabbing her cheeks with his right hand firmly till he could feel her teeth through her skin. She did, and the tears subsided.
“Good girl,” and he bit her bottom lip in reward. He let her go and she relaxed on her heels. Picking up the bar and rope he turned around.
“Why the fuck are you so comfortable?! Do you think you’re at a fucking day spa?!” He advanced to her, bar and rope in hand.
He slapped her right cheek and then left. She was shaking her head vigorously, “Answer me you tramp!”
“No Sir,” she replied.
“Louder!”
“No Sir I do not think I am at a day spa sir!” she yelled.
“What else do you have to say about you’re spanking?”
“Thank you Sir! You are too kind! I deserved it, I am a whore.”
“Kind you say? I’ll show you fucking kind!”
He grabbed hold of her ponytail to restrain her arms; he picked her up and forcefully hold her down to the bed. Grabbing the rope and bar he restrain both hands to each side of her shoulders, bringing the rope loosely around her neck, shoulders beneath her breast and back, he fastened it and she’s locked into position. If she strained she’d choke herself, perfect. Smiling to myself he pulled her up to stand by her shoulders, then to her knees. He stepped back and his cock was firmly at attention above her down turned head. He sat on the edge of the bed spreading his legs.
“Suck it.”
And with those two words she turned and looked at his cock as if she hadn’t seen it before and was in awe of the bulging veins and swollen head.
“Oh Craig, your cock is so big.”
She moved towards it, her mouth opening. Craig moaned as his member slid inside her hot, wet mouth. She sucked him in eagerly and began to lick his cock head. She slowly ran her tongue along his shaft, causing it to jump in anticipation. Getting to the tip she took him into her hot mouth and he already felt like he wanted to drain his scrotum inside her. Her hands ran up and down his legs, stroking his skin while she took him as far into her mouth as she could.
Craig let her set the pace for a little while, he eased back on his elbows to watch her and then the urge to fuck her face took over and he grabbed the back of her head. His hands wound in her hair and he used them to direct her speed. He began to fuck her face harder and harder, feeling her gag whenever his head hit the back of her throat
Eager to dive into her awaiting wet cunt, he held her head firming in place cutting off her air, listening to her gag was the sweetest music to his ear. She stirred straining against the rope choking herself, he wasn’t worried about her neck, though she bruised easily. Dragging his cock from her deep throat he pushed his middle, index and ring finger into her mouth,
“Suck them.”
She did. He pulled her up by her top row of teeth and threw her onto the big bed. With her ass up like that he couldn’t resist the urge to grope her. Groping her left ass cheek he slapped the right firmly, feeling it ripple beneath his firm palm.
Hurriedly he armed himself with latex and turned back to her perched ass. Grabbing both cheeks he slowly spread her ass to have a better look at her pale pink folds. He could see her moisture on her inner thighs she wasn’t the best tasting pussy but had one of the best looking pussies he had ever seen. He rubbed her clit slowly realizing just how soaked she’d been all along. He slid a finger in.
“I’ve been kind to you! What do you say?!”
“Thank you sir!” she muffled with her face crumpled against the sheets. “Fuck me Sir. Please.” He snickered, her voice was tear-filled but he knew all she wanted now was to be ravaged by his big thick cock.
“What did you say? I’m sorry I can’t hear you, speak up!” by now he was fingering her warm pussy and he could feel her walls clenching his finger, she was craving for him.
“I want you to fuck me in my pussy sir, please! I want it so badly...”
With one hard and forceful thrust he sank his cock deep inside her pussy. He buried himself to the hilt, basking in the scream he was rewarded with. He nested there for a while and his dick hardened even more than I could possibly imagine.
Esther was still, he knew she loved feeling him stretching her walls and braced against spots she didn’t know existed and probably never would. He could feel her second orgasm building up. Her pussy choked him tightly, but he wasn’t ready just yet.
Pulling out of her wasn’t easy, he had to thrust himself deeper where it would really hurt for her to relax and try to let him go. Buried deep inside, he slowly circulated his cock inside her, listening to the musical hum of pleasure playing from her lips, changing his tempo he sped up; ravishing her depths, faster and harder feeling her ass against him as he pounced in and out of her pussy.
He felt her ass cheeks clenched as she screamed his name at the top of her voice shivering, drowning his cock in her juices. Almost close to the edge he withdrew, discarded the condom, dragging her up and forcing her to her knees.
“You’re such a dirty whore, I’m going to give you just what you want!”
He grasped his shaft pumping it tightly, four more strokes and he came all over her face and out stretched tongue. As Craig continued to pump out cum she grabb
ed the root, squeezed it, feeling it pulsing in her small hands and shoved the cumming cock into her pussy. He finished emptying his seed into her cunt as eagerly swallowed.
CHAPTER 7
A few weeks later, it was time for the party.
The night after the party, Esther came by his house looking sober.
“How did it go, sweetie? Did you end up getting drunk like the last time we played poker?”
Craig smiled as a big grin crossed Esther’s face.
“I didn’t Craig. I can’t drink.”
“Why? You’re old enoug…”
Before he could finish she added, “The day that you ended up teaching me to play poker I got pregnant. I took the test this morning and have been trying to find a way to tell you.”
Suddenly, Esther looked nervous as if she was worried that Craig might not like the fact that she was carrying his baby.
She didn’t have to worry for long. Craig picked her up and hugged her tightly, then swung her around in a circle.
“Sweetie, I’m so happy! We’ll try and figure out a way to tell your mother together but for now, I’m just so happy!”
He laughed and gave her a deep, passionate kiss that she returned just as eagerly as he had always hoped she would.
“Do I keep calling you Sir? Or should I call you Daddy?”
They both smiled at each other.
Daddy’s Friend Coming for Virgin Daughter’s Birthday Pregnancy Sex Story
Innocent Girl’s Sin-Filled Taboo Erotica
Untouched Inexperienced Princess
ABBEY PERRY
Table of Content
Daddy’s Friend Coming for Daughter’s Birthday Pregnancy Sex Story
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
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Everyone has a little Taboo. What’s yours?
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All characters in this book have no existence outside the imagination of the author and have no relation whatsoever to anyone bearing the same name or names. They are not even distantly inspired by any individual known or unknown to the author, and all incidents are pure inventions of fiction.
Chapter 1
Debbie sniffled and started feeling around in her pockets for a tissue. The street around her was dark and abandoned. The people who were attending the party she had been at were mostly gone now. Nobody had bothered to stop and find out whether or not she had a ride home.
She had arrived with her boyfriend Larry and they had simply assumed that she had left with him. After all, who would have thought he would have broken up with her? For most people her age, breaking up with someone on their birthday was simply unheard of.
But Larry hadn’t stuck around. He had left with Tricia, a girl he had met at the party. He had gotten in a massive fight with Debbie outside of the house, then went back in and, a short while later, she had watched helplessly as Larry and Tricia climbed in his car. Debbie had felt her heart breaking as she watched the two of them drive away. Larry had even managed to reach behind him and had flipped Debbie the bird as a parting gift.
She knew he was an asshole but she still felt devastated at what had happened. Their fight had mainly been about two things. The first was that she had gotten drunk at the party. She was much drunker and had gotten that way much more quickly than she had intended to.
The second was that she refused to sleep with Larry. She had never been with a guy before and the last thing that she wanted to do was to give up her virginity when she was too drunk to remember the experience.
Deep down, Debbie had wanted her first time to be romantic and wonderful. She wanted it to be someplace lovely, not on a stained couch in her friend’s back room while loud dance music blared around them.
Larry hadn’t cared though. He had yelled at her when she had tried to push him away. He dragged her outside the house and had forced her to stand up.
“Stand up! You’re a hot mess! You’re 19 years old, for fuck’s sake. Act like a woman instead of a spoiled, drunk brat.”
He had tried to lean in and kiss her, but she had slapped him and he had slapped her back.
“I’m so sick and tired of your frigid ass! You get me all worked up and then you won’t go all the way. I met a girl in there tonight and she’s dying to suck my dick. I’ve had it with being patient. I have needs. I’m going to go and get them met today while you stay here and puke your face off. Good luck getting home. Don’t bother calling me again.”
Debbie had started crying at that point. She couldn’t believe that her birthday had ended this way.
When she had first heard about the party from Larry, she was excited. She usually didn’t go to parties and she certainly didn’t drink at the ones that she did go to but this time she had felt like cutting loose and having a great time. She had consumed a few beers and then a shot or two and had been shocked when her head started swimming as much as it had.
Larry had tried to help her into the back room and had claimed that it was to help her lay down but when he got her into the back room he had started to try and kiss her and work his way inside her clothing. When she had pushed him away, the fight had started.
She looked up and down the street, hoping against hope that someone would still be around. It was empty. Even the guy who owned the house had taken off.
There had been rumors going around that a bunch of people were heading to the bar after the party broke up and it seemed like the rumor had been accurate.
Debbie didn’t know how long they would be gone but it was cold and rainy enough that she didn’t feel like sticking around to find out. She thought about walking home but she wasn’t entirely sure how to get there. She knew the address of the house but it was some distance from her home and she was wearing shoes that would be difficult to walk any great distance in. There was no way that she would be able to walk all the way home.
She sighed as she dragged her cell phone out of her pocket. She definitely didn’t want to call her parents about this and her second thought was to call Chris, her Daddy’s best friend.
She and Chris have always been close friends and even a confidant, and though he was even more over-protective of her than her parents he was always more understanding and relatable.
She knew her Daddy’s best friend would be angry if she called him and explained what had happened tonight but she didn’t feel like she had any choice. She stared blearily at the screen and blinked a few times until it came into focus more clearly. A few small raindrops splashed onto the screen while she flipped through her contacts. She finally found Chris’ number, hit the call button and waited for him to pick up. He did after a few rings and, as expected, sounded very unhappy when she explained what was going on.
“I’m sorry, Chris, but Larry took off on me.”
A small sob escaped her and she had to pause for a second before she could continue. “He left and he isn’t coming back. Everyone left. There is nobody around who could possibly give me a ride and I don’t know what to do. It’s raining, Chris. I can’t drive home because I don’t have a car and I have had too much to drink anyway. Can you come and get me please? I’d really, really appreciate it.”
Chris had her tell him the address, said he just had to put on some clothes, and told her to stay put until he got there.
Chapter 2
It seemed like forever until Chris arrived. The rain was starting to get heavier and it was very cold. Debbie looked down at her outfit. It had been chosen for comfort. She had a short skirt on, a pair of knee socks and a small white blouse that was very quickly becoming see-through.
She shivered and hugged herself for warmth. She had thought she looked so good when she had gotten dressed that evening. Now, her long brown hair was a tangled mess instead of the beautiful head of curls that had looked so good at the beginning of the night. Her makeup was running and she knew that it was as much from her crying as it was from the rain drops.
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bsp; Suddenly, she saw the lights from a car turning down the street. Chris was creeping along. She could tell that he was looking around to see where she was. She stepped off the curb and into the street, then raised her arms and waved to him. Her shirt rode up and she knew that the bottom of her black lace bra was visible.
Debbie had no idea why she had tried to dress sexy in the first place. It turned out that Larry didn’t care and it just meant that she was cold and uncomfortable now.
Chris’ car sped up and soon he was pulling to a stop in front of her. Chris stared out the window at his best friend’s daughter. She was a beautiful girl and still looked good even though she was soaked to the bone. Her shirt was clinging to her skin and he could see the hard points of her nipples through the thin material.
As she flounced down into the passenger seat her short skirt flipped up and he could see the lace of her matching thong underwear. She looked beautiful but it was obvious that she was cold and unhappy.
“What happened? What did you mean when you said Larry took off on you? Wasn’t this a birthday party that you were going to? Why did he just leave you? And why the hell do you smell so much like booze?”
Chris looked over at her and was a little surprised when she burst into tears. Usually Debbie was a lot more composed and it took a lot for her to cry. He knew that something was really upsetting her, and found a place to pull over and park his vehicle so that they could talk.
It took Debbie a little while to calm down enough to actually explain what had happened. As she talked, she was still sobbing and sniffling a little. Her makeup had run and her hair was soaking wet. All in all, she was the exact opposite of how Chris thought she would look on her 19th birthday.
“Oh Chris, Larry was an absolute asshole tonight! I know you’ve told me not to drink or go to parties but it was a huge deal for me to go to this one since today’s my birthday but I’m sorry I went. I understand now why you think parties are such bad ideas.”
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