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Chapter 7 Sweet Candy (Part Two)

  • He gently grabbed me by the waist to place me in front of him.
  • Very carefully, he took off my top and then the shorts.
  • "I like the bunnies," he referred to my slippers, "But I like this naughty bunny more," he patted my sex, which made a sound in the room, but the vibration made my womb contract.
  • "Ah," I moaned.
  • "I can see you like that."
  • He pulled me closer to him and licked and played with my nipples again.
  • I caressed his back and feeling his warm skin excited me.
  • He left my breasts to lift his head and look at me.
  • "Am I going to regret this later?"
  • I smiled, understanding that he was referring to creating a love triangle. I caressed his cheek with my hand.
  • "You don't have to," I leaned my body towards him and kissed him.
  • My tongue tangled with his. Although his lips were soft, they were more demanding. It was much different than my Mommy's. Whom I missed greatly. He took me by the waist and pressed me closer to his body. He got up from the armchair and I marveled at how tall he was. He walked to the large sofa and turned it into a bed.
  • I approached him and stood on tiptoe to kiss him.
  • My hands roamed his chest, and I slid down like a snake and took off the black boxers that remained as a Calvin Klein advertisement.
  • That member jumped free, and I was surprised when it was so hard that it leaned like an arrow pointing to the left. My mouth watered.
  • It was a little thicker than the harness Mrs. Mary used to fuck me.
  • I looked up at him.
  • "Do you want?"
  • I nodded. I quickly got up and gave him a little push indicating that I wanted him in bed. Mr. Edward obliged me. He put one hand behind his head and with the other he grabbed his manhood.
  • A whirlwind of desire grew inside me, and I climbed on all fours over his body. I kissed his lips again, then slowly started to go down his body again.
  • I took that piece of flesh delicately in my hands. My mouth watered.
  • Even though I had been fucked by a rubber member and had enjoyed it, I had never been with a man. I couldn't deny that curiosity was killing me.
  • I smelled it and liked it. To the point that I started giving it many little kisses all around.
  • Mr. Edward was still moving his hand up and down his shaft. Without thinking, I ran my tongue over his fingers and sucked on them one by one as if they were the sweetest delicacy.
  • He hissed and I liked the sound. It encouraged me to take his sex into my mouth.
  • I did it so fast that I gagged and pulled away.
  • Mr. Edward lifted his head.
  • "Slowly, don't hurt yourself."
  • I tried again. Slowly, and that way I enjoyed it, it was nothing like the dildos I was used to.
  • Gradually, I found my rhythm. I loved how Mr. Edward's breath was heavy and how he stroked my hair. I could feel him getting harder in my mouth.
  • "Enough!" he said firmly.
  • He took me by the arm and quickly put me on my hands and knees. I could feel that he had my sex in his face.
  • He gave me a spank that made my clitoris vibrate.
  • I felt his nose tip caressing the entrance to my femininity.
  • "I'm going to eat you whole."
  • He opened the lips of my sex and gave a loud kiss to my clitoris.
  • The sensations intensified.
  • Then he placed his free hand on one of my hips and began to lick me without hesitation.
  • I lifted my rear higher and opened my legs wider. Because it felt so good.
  • "Mmm, you're a sweet candy."
  • He said between licks.
  • Although I must confess that many times Mommy drank my juices in this way. It was nothing like this.
  • It was rougher, but he licked me as if I were a delicacy, his growls were driving me crazy.
  • I buried my face in the mattress to muffle my screams.
  • My body felt a bit unprotected when he moved away for a moment. But I didn't want to move from where I was, and a few minutes later he returned to me.
  • He spanked my rear again and I lifted my face.
  • Then he did something that drove me crazy. With his thumb, he caressed my clitoris exactly where he wanted.
  • I felt a wrapper break, I imagined it was a condom.
  • I writhed in pleasure as the tip of his member, wrapped in a condom, caressed my vaginal lips from top to bottom, making my legs tremble.
  • That night I was going to know what it was like to have a flesh rod inside me. Not the rubber I had experienced before.
  • He entered me slowly as if he had all the time in the world. I couldn't resist and started moving myself, impaling myself on him.
  • He put his hand on my back to force me to stay still, and that's when he began to penetrate me for real.
  • I clawed at the mattress while muffling my screams in it.
  • "You're so tight."
  • He said with a tense jaw.
  • I couldn't say anything, just pant.
  • The sounds of his testicles bouncing on my rear echoed in the room.
  • Suddenly, I felt myself tightening with my vaginal muscles. I didn't want him to leave me yet.
  • This made him swell more inside me and quicken his thrusts.
  • God! It was such a delight to feel this man drilling my sex.
  • My body started trembling. I knew what was coming next, and apparently, he did too because he quickly turned me over, and my gaze locked with his.
  • "I know you're about to come," he said through gritted teeth. "But I want to see it in your eyes when you do. I want you to have no doubt about who's fucking you."
  • "You... Daddy," I called him that without thinking.
  • And with those words, we both climaxed. Him growled and me panting as I felt the hot spurts of his release.
  • I felt so strange. Satisfied and satiated. To the point of feeling dazed because all the muscles in my body were lax.
  • He collapsed on top of me, and I caressed his back. It had been incredible.
  • At that moment, my brain clicked. If I had a Mommy, why not have a Daddy? I wondered.
  • That night, Mr. Edward stopped being "mister" to me when we were alone in the garage and became my Daddy.
  • I was surprised when in my bi-weekly pay envelope there were fifteen more hundred-dollar bills stapled to a note that said: "For my Sweet Candy."