Child of the Storm - Sex Stories

Child of the Storm

... hurt, but it felt good too. Never once did he stop pumping in and out of me. His hand tightened around my throat and I hooked my legs around his back pulling him harder into me. My fingernails dug into this thick biceps. I could feel myself getting light headed from the choking, but I also knew I was about to cum. I began grunting, as I felt myself tightening around his cock, my daddy’s dick. I ground against his slamming cock for all I was worth, and just as I was about to cum, I spit into his face. His hand around my throat tightened and his face locked into a grimace as I could feel him unloading in me. I began to shudder as my orgasm rushed through my body. My nails scratched bloody furrows in his arms. His face retreated in my view as the world dimmed around me. He didn’t stop choking me as he pumped me full of sperm and I felt my bladder let loose. I began to lose consciousness, but I was still cumming at the same time. Then the roaring in my ears became unbearable as my orgasm peaked and I sank into the darkness. I woke up, and it couldn’t have been too long later as daddy was still stiff inside me. His weight was bearing down fully on me, pressing me flat onto the table. I slowly realized he was laying on top of me. His head was on the table beside mine and he was crying. I reached up and stroked his head as I began to hump against the cock still lodged inside me. “I love you daddy. Fuck me again.”