Truckstop Whore – Jessie gets a Daddy - Sex Stories

Truckstop Whore – Jessie gets a Daddy

... supposed to play. “No, Daddy. You’re not supposed to do this.” I try to push at his hands, but it’s no use.

“Don’t act like you don’t want it. I saw you spreading those legs extra wide while I licked your pussy. Now it’s Daddy’s turn, and you wanna change your mind?” He shakes his head as he climbs on me. “You made me hard like this, so now you gotta take care of it. It’s your fault I’m hurtin’ so bad.”

“It’s not right,” I whine as his head dips to my chest and I feel him on my nipple. “Daddy, it’s wrong.”

I shove at his head and kick my feet, but all it does is make him moan louder. He’s practically drooling as he greedily sucks on one nipple and then moves to the next. He’s licking all over me as he rips my uniform open farther and spreads my thighs.

The blunt heat of his cock nudges against me, and I feel him push against my opening. “Come on, let Daddy have it. You know you gotta give it to me first.”

“No Daddy, please don’t do this.” I start to fight harder when he pushes his cock inside me.

His hands are busy playing with my nipples as his heavy body pins me to the mattress. My instincts to fight are more real than they are pretend, and I begin to hit his shoulder and everywhere I can reach.

“Get off me!” I yell out, and I swear I feel his cock leak so much that the warm liquid slides down my ass.

He sits up to stare down at me, and without really thinking it through, I pull my hand back and slap him on the face with my open palm. It stings my ...

... bare skin, and for a second I feel real fear. But somehow, the look of delight in Big Otto’s eyes lets me know that this is exactly what he wanted.

“Now look at what you’re making me do,” he growls as he pins my hips with his big belly and grabs a hold of my thighs. With one hard thrust, his fat cock is all the way inside my body, and I can feel the heavy sack slap against me. His eyes roll to the back of his head, and he groans loudly. “Goddamn it’s so tight. Don’t worry, Daddy’s here. Daddy got it before anyone else could.”

He’s so heavy on top of me that I can hardly move, and he’s so big that I’m stretched to capacity. “Don’t, Daddy, it’s too big.” I slap at his shoulders, but all he does is smile down at me.

“It’s a perfect fit.” He’s sweaty as he heaves his body on top of mine and ruts his giant cock in and out. His sack makes a slapping sound that makes me ashamed and somehow turned on at the same time.

I hate that my body’s reaction isn’t under my control because the harder I fight it feels like the wetter I get. I shove at his arms and smack his face again, but it’s like he gets harder every time I do it. That only makes me want to keep doing it because the more he ruts the more I like it.

“Stop it, Daddy! Stop fucking me!” I dig my nails into his back, and he nearly purrs as he arches into it.

“You’re so wet you love it, treasure.” He closes his eyes and takes in a shaky breath. “You love it so much.”

“No I don’t.” I whine even as I clench around ...