I shivered from the vibrations of his words.
“How many times, True?”
He took his time stroking my clit softly until it wept for more.
“H-how many times for what?” I moaned out.
“How many times can I make this sweet little pussy cum for me, baby?”
My mouth fell open, his tongue slid over the shell of my ear.
“She’s so wet for me, please…tell daddy how many times can I make her pour out for me?” he bit the lobe of my ear.
His hand covered my breast; he squeezed tightly then let my nipple slide in between his fingers. The hairs on the back of my neck rose, before I could answer he tapped my pussy firmly with the tips of his fingers. The noise my sex made against the pads of his fingers sounded sloppy, I was sticky and aroused to the brink of delirium.
“Please Bleu…”
“Nah baby, I’m your daddy when I’m in possession of this.” He squeezed my pussy like he was juicing it for all it had.
“Please daddy.” I begged.
I captured my bottom lip with my teeth as I seared him with a lusty gaze that said fuck me hard.
“You gone surrender to me? Cum for me as many as times as I command?”
He closed the space between us and switched breasts. His rough fingertips kneaded then pinched the tip of my nipple. Bleu’s chilled breath fanned across my face; he leaned in and darted his tongue across my top lip then moved to the bottom before sucking both of my lips greedily into his mouth.
“So, fucking sweet.” He groaned out.
“Lay on your stomach and put that ass in the air for me.” He demanded.
And like the good girl he proclaimed me to be, I did as I was told. Bleu was handling the fuck out of me, and it wasn’t hard to admit that I loved it.
I never felt so exposed before; I turned my head to the side and could see the look of pure lust and hunger in Bleu’s eyes as he eyed me from the back.
Slap!
His huge hand came down hard on top of my ass. In response my booty jiggled along with the sting. I gasped as two of his fingers pumped in and out of me as he stroked himself with the same rhythm. I became mesmerized by the sight of us that reflected back in all the mirrors around his room.
He placed a hungry kiss on each cheek before I felt his thick crown bully its way inside of me. Just the tip of his dick stretched me painfully good. I was so wet that this time, half of his dick slipped inside of me. With each hand glued to the globes of my ass, he spread my cheeks apart then pushed all the way inside.
“You feel so fucking good.” He leaned down and kissed my spine.
His hands roamed freely, cupping my breasts, pinching my nipples as he pulled back and slammed back inside of me. His hand ran over the back of my head; he cupped it then ran his hands down my waves before sitting straight up and went to work on my pussy.
“All fucking night, all damn weekend…Your mine, Thickumz.” He proclaimed as I attempted to throw it back.
Ten
TRULY
Monday Morning….
“Mommy…”
For a second I thought I was dreaming. My body was too heavy, my eyes too tired. The voice sounded small and sweet like my Lolani’s but that was impossible. I inhaled deeply and kicked my leg out to readjust and fell into a deeper sleep. The smell of lavender mixed with baby lotion reminded me that I was home instead of at Bleu’s house.
It had only been maybe a couple of hours since I left, and I already regretted my decision to sneak away after having such a good time. Late Saturday morning, I woke up to breakfast in bed. After we ate together, Bleu had clothes in my exact size spread across his bed which puzzled the hell out of me. I wondered when did he have the time to have such nice clothes delivered to his door? He had a driving service take me to the spa where I received a full body massage and facial. After my spa date, Bleu met me in the lobby then took me shopping. I was ona high Saturday; I never got treated like the way Bleu treated me that day.
