There was no point. Every time Daddy looked at me he ended up bending me over something and filling me again. My cunt was constantly sore and sticky. My ass still felt open from how many times he had stretched it. Cum leaked out of me in slow, warm drips whenever I walked. I had stopped trying to clean it up. He liked seeing the evidence running down my thighs.
That morning he found me in the kitchen on my knees, naked, waiting.
He didn’t even say good morning. He just unzipped, pulled his already-hard cock out, and pushed it past my lips. I opened wide and took him into my throat like it was the most natural thing in the world. Spit ran down my chin as he started fucking my face in slow, deep strokes. One of his hands rested on the back of my head, not forcing, just holding me in place while he used my mouth.
“That’s it,” he muttered. “Suck Daddy’s cock like the little cumdump you are. You’ve been walking around this house leaking all morning. I can smell my cum on you.”
I moaned around him and sucked harder. My own hand slid between my legs. I was already dripping again. Two fingers pushed easily into my sore cunt and I started fucking myself while he used my throat.
He let me worship him for a few minutes before he pulled out with a wet pop. A thick string of spit connected my lips to the head of his cock. He wiped it across my cheek.
“Get on the table,” he ordered. “On your back. Legs spread.”
I climbed onto the kitchen table without hesitation and lay back, spreading my thighs wide. My cunt was red and puffy and shiny with a mixture of old cum and fresh wetness. He stepped between my legs, rubbed the thick head of his cock up and down through my folds, then pushed inside in one long, relentless thrust.
The stretch still made me gasp. Even after days of being used, he felt huge. He didn’t give me time to adjust. He started pounding me hard and deep, the wet, filthy sound of my cunt taking him echoing through the kitchen. My tits bounced with every impact. I reached down and spread myself open wider for him so he could watch his cock disappear inside me.
“Look at this greedy little hole,” he growled. “Still so fucking tight and it’s been full of Daddy’s cum for three days straight. You love being my personal cumdump, don’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I moaned. “I love it. I love being full of you. Please don’t stop—”
He fucked me harder. The table creaked beneath us. Every thrust forced more of the previous loads out of me in thick, wet gushes that ran down over my ass and onto the wood. He reached down and rubbed my clit in rough circles while he railed me.
I came hard, squirting around his cock in messy pulses. He didn’t slow down. He just kept using my cunt like it belonged to him—because it did.
When he got close he pulled out, stroked his cock a few times over my open hole, then pushed back in and started flooding me. Thick, heavy spurts of cum pumped straight into my womb. I clenched around him, trying to keep every drop inside. He stayed buried, grinding, forcing it deeper.
“That’s it,” he muttered. “Take every drop. Daddy’s going to keep this cunt permanently full.”
He pulled out slowly. A thick rope of white followed, dripping from my open hole onto the table. He scooped some of it up with two fingers and pushed it back inside me, then brought those same fingers to my mouth. I sucked them clean.
He wasn’t done.
He flipped me onto my stomach so my upper body hung off the edge of the table and my ass was presented to him. He spat on my asshole, rubbed the thick head of his cock against it, and pushed in. The stretch burned in the best way. I moaned loudly as he sank every thick inch into my ass until his hips were flush against me.
Then he started fucking my ass the same way he had just fucked my cunt—hard, deep, and possessive.
“Both holes belong to Daddy now,” he growled, one hand fisting in my hair, the other gripping my hip hard enough to bruise. “This tight little ass is just another place for me to dump my cum. Say it.”
“Both of my holes belong to you, Daddy,” I gasped. “I’m your cumdump. Use me—please use me—”
He railed my ass until I came again from the intensity alone, my empty cunt clenching and dripping onto the floor. When he finished he buried himself and flooded my ass with another thick load. I could feel it. I could feel myself getting even fuller.
He pulled out and watched his cum leak from both of my holes at the same time.
Then he made me get on my knees again.
I cleaned his cock with my mouth while more of his cum slowly dripped out of me onto the kitchen floor. When he was hard again he sat down on one of the chairs and pulled me onto his lap so I was facing him. I sank down onto his cock, taking him to the hilt in my already overflowing cunt. He held my hips and made me ride him slowly while he sucked on my tits and muttered filthy things against my skin.
“You’re going to stay home from now on,” he said between thrusts. “No more college. No more going out. You’re going to stay in this house and keep these holes ready for Daddy whenever I want them. Understand?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I moaned, bouncing harder on his cock. “I’ll stay. I’ll keep them ready. Just please keep filling me—”
He came inside me again while I was still riding him, holding me down so every pulse went as deep as possible. I came with him, shaking and clenching, adding to the mess already running out of me.
When it was over I stayed in his lap, his cock still semi-hard inside me, both of us breathing hard. Cum was leaking out around his shaft and down over his balls. He brushed my hair back from my face and looked at me with that dark, satisfied expression I had become addicted to.
“Go clean yourself up just enough so you don’t drip on the floor,” he said quietly. “Then come back downstairs. Daddy’s going to watch TV with his cock in your mouth for a while.”
I nodded, still twitching around him.
I belonged to him completely now.
And I never wanted it to stop.
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