A shiver ran down my spine.  I thought reading Avery’s texts was dirty, but it was so much hotter hearing in person… and from him.  I slid my lips down around his thick shaft, my fingers sliding between my legs as I began to suck on him.  I’d done it before, but Daddy was so much bigger than my old boyfriend and I really had to stretch my lips wide to let him in.  I ran my tongue on the underside of his cock, paying close attention to the little ridge.

“I might give you a raise if you’re going to work that hard.”  He pulled my head forward, plunging his cock deeper into my tiny little mouth.

I whimpered loudly as he thrust, my own fingers rubbing circles into my clit now.  My body was fighting the urge to gag, but Daddy wanted it deeper.  His cock pressed harder with each slow thrust.  My eyes were beginning water.  I could feel the mascara running down my cheeks, and I could feel his eyes on me as he moaned with desire.  Daddy pulled himself from my mouth with a loud pop as the suction was broken at my lips.

He didn’t say a word, instead reaching for my sides and leaving electricity in the wake of his touch.  Daddy grabbed my shirt and tore it open, exposing my perky, bare breasts.  I bit my lip, looking him in the eye for the first time.  He was staring down at me with a look of both hunger and awe.  Taking in my body like slowly, and for the first time.

“You know Brittany, I’ve wanted this since the very first time I saw you…  Do you remember?  It was your birthday party, and your mother invited me over for the first time.”

My mind flashed back to the day, mother had thrown me a surprise party and invited all of my best girlfriends.  We’d been swimming when he showed up.  Mom had always been secretive, so it was really no surprise to me when a week later she told me we were moving in with Blake.

“You were wearing that little red bathing suit,” he continued. “You remember, the one that was far too small for your developing body.”  His lips turned up in a grin.  “I remember finding it the next morning hung up to dry in the shower.  You have no idea how hard it made me smelling the juices of your hungry little pussy.”

Was it true?  Had he really wanted me all this time and never let on?  I wasn’t as if I’d never fantasized about fucking Blake, but he was my mother’s, and there are some lines that you just don’t cross.  But now, with mom out of the picture, would it really be wrong if he wanted to be with me?

“You mean, this hungry little pussy?”  I whispered softly, pressing my hips wide as I spread the light pink lips wide for him.

“God damn it Brittany.”

Blake dropped to the floor, his hands pressing my thighs wide against the black leather chair.  His lips encircled my clit, making me yelp as he sucked me into his wet, hot mouth.  My body arched back against his touch.

“Harder Daddy, suck my pussy harder.”  I cried.

Daddy slid his thumb deep into my tight slit and I heard him moan as his lips sucked and massaged my pussy.  The deep ache inside of me grew stronger with each passing moment, each caress of his skilled tongue.  He was going to make me cum.

His fingers took over as I started to pant, his hands skillfully working my clit.  I looked down at him, biting my lips as I watched his focus.

“That’s right baby, cum for me, I want you to cum hard, cum for your Daddy.”

His fingers plunged deeper into my velvety hole and he pulled hard against my insides.  I felt my body start to convulse like never before.  He was working my body in a way I had never known existed.  My entire being was vibrating, each second growing closer, higher, tighter--until suddenly, it all came crashing down in a wave of powerful, erotic contractions.  I felt myself lose all control and let out a cry of relief.  I heard Daddy groan in delight as a warmth flooded my ass and thighs.  I opened my eyes in surprise and was instantly embarrassed by the sight.  I had—peed?

“Oh god,”  I cried out in horror, “I don’t know what happened, that has never… I just…”

Blake’s face was wet and dripping with a thick creamy fluid and his tongue was licking his wet lips.  “Don’t you apologize young lady.  In fact, you should be proud, that is what is known as squirting.”

My eyes were wide and shocked.  I hadn’t known that squirting even existed, or that it was something that I should be proud of.  Blake’s fingers ran across his face and he wiped some of the juice and presented it to me.

“Taste it,” he said in a gruff voice.

I could see him stroking his cock as he watched me lean forward and wrap my lips around his finger.  I sucked his finger seductively, and he was right, it definitely wasn’t pee, it was slick and sweet.

“Mmm.”  I moaned, slowly releasing his finger.

Daddy stood up, and lifted me from the chair, placing me onto the cold mahogany desk and stepping close to me.  His cock was hard, and I felt it pulsing hard as he pressed himself into me.

“I’m going to fuck that tight little pussy now.”

I gripped his hips and met his eyes with my own.  “Wait, I’m not on birth control.”

Blake stared back at me as his fingers caressed the exposed curves of my body.  “Brittany, what have your mother and I always told you?”

I wondered if I was about to get a full-blown lecture.  They had always warned me about the consequences of sex.  They had watched several girls at my high school wind up pregnant, and it was unacceptable.

“It’s not like that; I’m a virgin…”  The words were nearly silent as they left my lips.

I felt shy telling Daddy about my sex life.  It was as if my entire world had been turned on it’s head.  One second you’re the bad daughter for not following his advice, the next, you’re the innocent naïve daughter for doing exactly that.

Dane took a deep breath and weighed my words.  “Are you serious?  All this time and you’ve kept yourself pure…for me?”

His eyes were burning with a passion that I’d never seen before and I couldn’t seem to break the spell that they put on my own.  Watching him closely I slowly whispered.  “For you.”

Our lips met with an crash of emotion, his thickness pressing my wetness and causing the deep ache to grow stronger.

“I want you this way Brittany, I want you bare, I want to feel my skin against yours.  I’m not some boy who can’t control himself, I won’t cum inside of you…  Unless, unless you ask me to Brittany.”  He pulled me closer into his arms and I felt him directing his cock towards the entrance of my innocence.

I spread my legs wide and braced myself for him.  I had never imagined that Blake would be my first, or my anything for that matter.  But here, in his arms, in the heat of passion, I knew that there was nothing more perfect.  He was rich, handsome, caring, and above all else, he’d silently suffered for years watching me ripen and then leave.  He’d wanted me.

Blake’s cock slid slowly into me, and I felt the pain of my pussy lips as they struggled to house such a massive cock.  Our kisses seemed to be a meter for his entry, each time my mouth grew frantic he would go a little deeper, waiting until I was ready for him to go on.

“This is it Brittany,”  His voice was gravely and strained.  “This is where I take your innocence, tell me that you want me to take you baby girl.”

I could feel him, pressed up against the thin layer of flesh, the last layer that separated us from becoming one.  I looked him deep in the eyes and traced my fingernails along his muscular chest.

“I want you Daddy, I want you to take me.  Please, don’t make me wait any longer.”

In one swift thrust daddy broke through, pressing himself forward and making me cry out as my virginity was lost completely.  He was so deep now, and my belly was singing with a delicious mix of pain and pleasure.  I bucked against his cock as he held my hips to his.