ONE YEAR LATER
“You just love giving my brother a show, don’t you?” My girl smirks as I place the picnic basket down on the blanket.
“Hey, he’s the one who wanted to come stay with us for the weekend. My friend knows full well I can’t keep my hands off of you.” I’m raising a brow as I glance over to the lake where Ericson is fishing.
“He wanted to spend time with mom and Livvie, not get an eyeful of your monster cock.” Mel purses her lips to the side, and I can’t help but chuckle.
“And what exactly makes you think I’m going to be whipping it out anytime soon?”
Mel pulls the picnic basket open, her gaze accusatory. “Oh, I saw the bag of candy you snuck in there this morning. I knew exactly what you had in mind bringing me out here.”
I lick my lips in anticipation, needing my baby covered in marshmallow and chocolate as soon as possible. “I mean, could you blame me? Your mom is watching our daughter, so I get you all to myself. All day every day, those beautiful breasts of yours are like a workhorse, and poor Daddy doesn’t even get a lick.”
“Poor Daddy, does he need a suckle?” Mel giggles before pulling the neckline of her dress down and exposing the most delicious pair of tits I’ve ever seen.
She’s visibly aroused, the pink tips hard and dripping in anticipation. Instantly, my cock stiffens—but then again there isn’t much this woman could do that wouldn’t get me ready to take her.
“Yes. Yes, he does.” Lowering my body over hers, I let my mouth trail kisses down her neck, over her full cleavage and down onto the pink little nub, already leaking for Daddy.
Like a man starving, I press my soft tongue against the hard little tip, reveling in the mewling noises my baby makes.
“God, that feels so good.” Mel wraps her legs around me, rocking her heat into my chest.
I’m lost in the flow of our passion when I hear it—Ericson bellowing in the distance.
“Goddammit, you two! Can’t even go fishing without you guys going at it like fucking rabbits.”
I chuckle against my baby’s full tit, giving it a tender nibble before I let go. “If you think this is bad, then you need to get going because it’s about to get a whole lot worse.”
“Motherfucker.” I hear him grumble behind us, the sound of feet shuffling away following right after.
“Oh, God. I can’t believe you let him watch that.” Mel blushes but I know she likes a little bit of voyeurism. There’s no denying it gets her wetter faster.
“As long as nobody sees this,” I lower a hand and lift the hem of her dress, giving her tight little cunt a slap, “then I don’t have a problem with it. Because this,” I slide two thick fingers underneath the already damp lace, gliding them up and down along her swollen lips, “it’s for me and only me.” I growl as I shove myself deep inside, reveling in the way Mel’s eyes roll back in her head. She’s panting, hungry for more as I slowly thrust in and out.
“That’s right, baby. Who makes you feel good?”
“You do, Daddy. Only you.” Mel rolls her hips against my hand, her seductive moves casting a spell over me as her engorged breasts beg for another suckle, to which I gladly oblige.
My hot mouth wraps around the fleshy mound, my tongue lapping at the sweet liquid dripping like mana from the sky.
“Mmmph, more. Give me more.” Mel’s pussy pulses around me, her movement becoming erratic as she seeks relief.
My greedy little girl.
I let her voluptuous tit fall from my mouth as a slow and wicked grin forms on my lips. “Is my baby going to be good or bad?”
Mel laughs, her head falling back as her chest sways before me.
“Good. I’ll be good, Daddy.”
I wink, knowing she doesn’t want the torture and wants to skip right to the pleasure. “Fine. But that doesn’t mean I won’t get to play a little.”
Mel’s jaw drops as I pull out the bag of candy, a long lollipop firmly gripped in my hand.
“Oh my god.”
She said she wanted to be good, but I see the way her pupils dilate.
Bringing the swirled confection closer to her face, I let the blunt tip run over her lips, loving the way her chest rapidly rises and falls.
“Such a good girl.” I nudge the candy forward, my brow raising in command. “Open that pretty mouth for Daddy.”
Her eyes glass over with lust as she does what I say, and without hesitation I shove the candy deep inside, growling out my demand. “Now suck. Suck it good and hard.”
Once more, my good girl does what I ask, my cock pulsing in response.
I’m a leaking throbbing mess in my jeans, watching as my baby sucks and swirls around the fucking candy I wish so desperately were me.
“Jesus, baby. That fucking mouth.” In one swift move, I shove my pants down, pulling out my hard length before I’m letting it take the lollipop’s place. “Fuuuuuuck.”
My girl doesn’t miss a beat, taking my turgid flesh in her mouth, sucking me in until I’m balls deep in that tight little throat. Like a pro, her hands go to my ass, pushing me in further before pulling me out, and it takes everything in me not to nut on the spot.
Looking down I see her eyes tear up, the gagging sounds she makes with every thrust forward like music to my ears.
“So good, baby. You suck Daddy’s cock so good.” My hand strokes down her head, fingers digging deep into her hair before I’m giving two hard thrusts and releasing my hold. “But I think it’s time my girl got her reward, don’t you?”
Mel nods as my thumb swipes her fat bottom lip.
“Question is, what does she want?”
Slender fingers wrap around my fat girth and stroke, my girl knowing exactly what to do to make me putty in her hands.
Mel lets her free hand trail over both breasts before giving each a squeeze, “I need your mouth here,” she moans, her other hand continuously working me while the other drops lower to the apex of her thighs, “and your cock here.”
She slaps at her pussy, the visual of it sending a rogue spurt of cum shooting onto her creamy tits.
“Christ, woman. You make me fucking mad.”
“Awe, poor Daddy.” She urges me lower, nudging her slick entrance with my swollen head, teasing it with heaven on earth. “Does he need his baby’s tight little cunt?”
And with a raise of her hips, my girl is impaling herself on my length, the one move making my eyes roll back as a bolt of lightning tingles down my spine.
Holy shit, she feels good.
Roaring into the sky, my hands go to her hips as I rut into her without mercy.
“Fuck, baby. You’re gonna take it. Take it like the good girl you are.” I thrust into her repeatedly, never slowing my pace as I watch her full tits bounce with every push forward. No, this isn’t tender or sweet. It’s feral fucking, and I know my baby wouldn’t have it any other way.
She and I, we share a soul, our jagged edges fitting around each other and making the other whole.
No, there’s nothing conventional about our love, but normal is overrated. And as my girl shudders and shakes, I know that I’ll do whatever it takes to keep it safe, even if it costs me my dying breath.
