The weight on the bed woke me up first. Then the sheet being ripped off and the heavy body up against my own. I tried to scream but his hand clamped over my mouth. Heat flashed through my bewilderment.
“Why…the fuck…are you sleeping in panties?” He said it through gritted teeth as I flailed around and tried to get my hips away. “Don’t you know this is my pussy?”
He pushed against me and I could feel the rough material of his pants, the cool of his belt buckle on the small of my back. There was a hard bulge there, too. At the feel of it I momentarily relaxed and curled my arm around his bicep.
“Ah, you like that, don’t you?” he growled. “Is that what you need, little girl? What you fall asleep dreaming about when your boyfriend isn’t home?” And he rolled me onto my stomach, hand firmly over my mouth, pushing me into the bed with his hips. I bit into his palm, just hard enough.
“O fuck, a little wildcat, aren’t you? Now you’re going to get it,” he promised, one hand still over my mouth and the other fumbling with his pants. A cold, dangerous thrill went over me at the sound of his belt and zipper. I squirmed and he dug his knee into my thigh. “All that does is turn me on, princess.” With that he tore my panties down and shoved in.
My eyes flew open in shock. He was so big and I wasn’t wet and it hurt…wait…it didn’t hurt. I was wet. He was stroking in and out rapidly now, easily, his breath whooshing in my ear and his stubble rasping on my neck. My pussy began to tremble and I moaned into his hand.
“That’s it, baby, just enjoy it. Admit it. You love being fucked by a stranger.” I moaned again and he changed the angle, assaulting my insides harder now, pinning me down, full weight on my back so I could barely breathe. Teeth sank into my ear- “Fucking cum on my cock NOW”- and I let go in one long, shuddering, cramping orgasm. A few seconds later he grunted and spilled into me. A hot flood, quick thrusts, dribbling out onto my thighs as he stabbed into me one last time.
We lay there panting in a heap, him draped over me, when he carefully slid his hand from my mouth. My face was damp and flushed. He kissed my neck gently.
“Ok, sweetie?” he whispered. “You felt so good. You ok?” I nodded, gulping in big breaths of air and grabbing his hand to hold to my face.
“Yeah, yeah, wow,” I chattered. “That was so hot! You felt so big and made me cum so hard and I can’t believe we did that, wow…” and he pulled me into his arms, cuddling as we kissed and talked about it. He stroked my hair and held me to his chest while I played with his shirt buttons. Suddenly I shivered.
“Daddy? I’m cold,” I said.
“O fuck, baby, of course, let’s get you covered up.” Quickly he grabbed the blankets and wrapped them around me with one hand while the other arm stayed around my shoulders. I pawed at his shirt.
“I need your skin, Daddy, please? I need you. Please warm me up.”
Instantly he tore off his shirt, still under the covers, and kicked off his pants. His arms folded around me again and his thigh went between my legs. I felt little and curled up, made a happy sound as he rocked me and smoothed my hair.
“Is that better, sweetie?”
“Yes, Daddy, you feel so good. So warm. And your cum is warm in my pussy.” He pressed his thigh up further into me. “Yes, help me keep it in, Daddy…”
“You’re sure you’re ok, princess?” His voice sounded worried.
I nodded and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Yes, Daddy, I’m more than ok. I just needed your skin against mine. Needed to feel you.” He kissed me gently and we lay like that for awhile, touching and whispering, warming each other underneath the blankets. “That was such a hot thing we did, Daddy. Can we do it again sometime?”
“Of course, sweetie,” he said, kissing my forehead. “I always want to give you what you need.”
“You do, Daddy, all the time.”
And he held me close as I drifted off to sleep.
Note: This is a Consensual NonConsent (CNC) fantasy. If you play like this, do it only with a trusted partner and always use a safeword.
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