Page 61 of The Accident

“Oh!” I cry faintly, arching my back as my thighs fall apart naturally. “Mmmm!”

He doesn’t tease. He just dives in—tongue flat and wide, licking up the length of my slit, then flicking back and forth over my clit. His fingers pry me open, thumbs holding me wide, and his tongue goes everywhere, greedy and relentless. I’m already wet, but within seconds I’m dripping, the inside of my thighs slick and sticky.

“Unnh!” I moan, almost insensate with pleasure. “Oooh!”

“You love this, don’t you my little fuckslut?” he rasps against my tender flesh. “Goddamn, you taste sweet.”

I cry out again, cupping my big breasts as he bites my clit gently. Then, he takes a deep, long lick of my cunt, before switching from licking to sucking, sometimes pushing his tongue inside me, sometimes just rubbing circles on the outside until I’m nearly out of my mind. I grab the edge of the mattress, knuckles white, and try not to scream.

“Daddy!” I pant. “Oh my god, I’m going to… Daddy!”

But Trevor wants me to scream. He slides two fingers into me, slow at first, then faster, curling them until I feel like I’m being pulled apart. The sensation is electric—pain and pleasure together, tight and consuming. He finds a rhythm, fingers thrusting in and out, tongue working my clit at the same time, until my vision goes black at the edges.

“Ahh!” I shriek as pleasure surges through my veins. “Mmm!”

The climax is so powerful that I lose all sense of time. My body contracts, legs kicking, heels digging into the mattress. I might actually scream his name, but I can’t hear myself. There’s only the wet sound of his mouth and the slow, brutal thrust of his hand.

“Yes, come for me, my little fuckdoll,” he groans. “Your cunt’s so fucking drenched and I know you want it. Come all over my face.”

But even as the tremors begin to subside, Trevor doesn’t stop. He keeps going, working me through the aftershocks, then slowing down until the sensation is almost too much, and I start to writhe away from him.

He pulls back, mouth and cheeks shiny with my female nectar, eyes glinting.

“Good girl,” he rasps. “You taste like fucking heaven.”

But Trevor’s not done yet because he climbs over me, pins my wrists to the pillow, and lines himself up, the tip of his massive cock nudging my small entrance.

There’s no condom. He never even glanced at the box.

I look down, eyes panicked. “Trevor, shouldn’t we…?” But my words are cut off because he pushes in, slow at first. The head of his cock stretches me, and I feel every millimeter. I’m tight, embarrassingly so, and he has to work himself in with short, shallow thrusts. Each time he moves, he goes a little deeper, and the burn is exquisite.

“Fuck,” he grunts. “You okay?” he says, voice low.

“Yes,” I whisper, and I mean it.

He moans, closing his eyes for a moment. “You’re so fucking small,” he bites out. “Goddamn, this cunt is tight.”

I swallow, blinking. The stretch burns, but am I not supposed to be tight? Was I supposed to loosen up before hand?

“I’m sorry,” I begin, lower lip trembling, but Trevor cuts me off with a deep kiss before pushing all the way in. I feel something break inside and my eyes fly open as pain sears my pelvis.

“Mmmph!” I shriek beneath his kiss. “Ummph!”

“You’re doing great,” he whispers against my lips, lifting up to stare into my eyes. “Your pussy’s so small, sweetheart, that it’s bound to hurt, but I swear, it gets better. Just give me time,” he coaxes. Then, he holds there, that massive cock jammed into my sweetness, and for a second we’re locked together, completely full and still.

Then he moves.

At first, it’s gentle but with each passing second, Trevor’s urgency grows.

“Fuck,” he pants. “Oh shit shit shit.”

Soon, he’s fucking me hard—harder than I imagined. Each thrust drives the breath out of my lungs, the bed slamming against the wall with every movement. His big hands are everywhere: on my throat, in my hair, squeezing my hips. He talks to me the whole time, a stream of filthy, possessive language:

“Such a good little fuckdoll.”

“This pussy was made for me.”

“I’m going to ruin you for anyone else.”