His Nasty Little Pussy

He slowly shakes his head as he contemplates the realization, but underneath his pants, my hips pressed against him, I can feel his cock spring to life. Thickening, hardening, becoming an inappropriate sign of his illness.

“You don’t have to worry about it, Daddy. I’ll do whatever it takes to make you happy, because I’d do anything for you. I’ll be your nurse.” I slowly lower myself to my knees, keeping my eyes locked on Daddy as I let him know my intent. Focusing on his face, I undo the belt in front of me and unzip him, shimmying his jeans down.

The push of his cock straining against his tight boxers is enough to send a thrum of excitement into my gut. I can’t believe I’m doing this! Right there, right in front of me, is my Daddy’s cock, super charged on the effects of a new medical condition.

My fingers are heavy and cumbersome, pulling at the band of his boxers

with anticipation. Getting it over his cock is difficult, having to pull the band really far away from his body to get it over the incredible bulge.

But when I do, the sight is something beautiful in its malformed nature.

Daddy’s dick is so hard, it bounces visibly with his heart beat, throbbing and knocking up and down with force. The sides are expanded so far as blood courses through him, his head swollen and near purple, his shaft barely spongy as rockhard meets a new definition, and his veins are huge and distended.

You imagine someone who’s sick to look like hell, not like heaven!

“Are you su-”

His words are stifled by his moan as my fingers wrap around his cock. I can’t touch them together as I make only three quarters the way around before I’m met by the fierce resistance of his meat. I squeeze and it barely gives way, my eyes going wide at the revelation: this dick inside of any orifice is going to feel like nothing I’ve ever experienced before!

I look up at him. “Does that feel good, Daddy?”

He nods, his eyes closing. “Yes, yes, a lot better than when I touch myself.”

I smirk deviously. “Good, then we know we’re doing something right.” I pull back on his cock, tugging his foreskin as I stroke him with gentle brushes of my hand. I don’t want to go too fast. I want to build Daddy up, so that when he finally does finish, it’s going to be one explosive, serious bit of release. I need him to realize just how much I can do for him that he can’t do

for himself.

“Little lady,” he says, his fingers in my hair, “this might take longer than you’re expecting. Daddy’s orgasms take a while to build after so much stimulation over the past few months.”

I smile as I say, “I have all the time in the world to help you, Daddy.”

Even though he’s worried about the timing, it takes almost no time at all -my hand on him for less than a minute-before drops of precum escape the tip of his head. I run my tongue over him as I lap up his seed, enjoying the salty taste as well as how quickly I’m able to stimulate his body into getting ready to release. It’s probably way better than Daddy can do on his own! I open my mouth and insert him slowly into me, clamping my lips around him and sucking his hard flesh with soft, open-mouthed kisses. Daddy’s groans are loud, and I imagine that not only is his cock reaching beyond its physical limitations, but his libido is built off how hard he is as well.

He’s incredibly excited, his body tense and rigid as I consume his mega cock.

It takes me a good while to adapt to him, gradually introducing more and more of his ridiculous cock down my throat, his pulsing, bobbing member bouncing off my teeth and the roof of my mouth.

But the stress of steadily introducing Daddy to my mouth is nothing compared to the magnificent taste of him, his salty, musky odor magnified through the pores of his tumescent cock. It’s like everything about him is amplified, and I can’t help but salivate and get wetter all at once. And then I’m inhaling him, testing my limits by shoving his dick down my throat, choking and gagging myself as I please my Daddy. His groans grow, his fingers tightening through the locks of my hair, pulling on them as the agony of his body overwhelms him.

“Thank you, little lady, for helping your Daddy out.”

I pull off and gasp, breathing deep against the strands of saliva spilling over my chin. “Don’t worry, Daddy,” I say, “we’re not done yet. I’m going to make you come the hardest you’ve ever come in your life.”

He grins, the passion in his eyes apparent as I stand to my feet. I take his hand and lead him over to the living room couch, nonchalantly dropping my panties from under my skirt, letting Daddy know just how easy this is for me.

I sit down on the couch, hiking my skirt up and spreading my legs wide, sitting them up on the cushion as I expose my bare pussy to Daddy.

“Go on,” I say, “put your huge cock inside me and fix what ails you.” Daddy’s reluctance is long gone, and grabbing my knees, he pulls me to the edge, tipping me slightly over onto my back so my head rests against the lower part of the backboard of the couch.

Stooping low, his angry cock throbs as Daddy guides it to my tight pussy. Daddy moves slow because he knows just how thick his cock is; he

knows no woman could handle it easily, not on the first try, and not if she’s as young as I am. I don’t have enough experience to be spread open by Daddy’s dick at full mast, and Daddy knows it, pushing his head in at a gentle pace. But even his lazy speed is not enough to keep me from being ripped open. Daddy’s bulbous head pierces me and I cry out, his tremendous girth expanding me to the edge of sanity.

“Oh my god!” Daddy groans, the ecstasy clear as day, “This feels too fucking good!” He only has his head inside me, but it’s the first time since dealing with his mega engorged cock that he’s been able to put it inside a girl.

All he’s had is his hand, and that’s nothing compared to a tight and ready pussy.

“Daddy, Daddy!” I wince, pinching his arms as I struggle against his might.

Daddy only pushes it further, the pressure paralyzing as I’m left shocked by the stretch from below. It’s painful, pretty painful, but the stretch is divine, opening me to the point of complete vulnerability, which morphs pain into numbness, and numbness into burning pleasure.

He reaches the hilt, his entire cock stuffed into me, and the animal in him takes over. As soft as his entrance was, his retreat is quick and brutal, and the aggression of his cock takes over, transforming Daddy from the kind

protector into the barbaric sower of seeds, a gardener planting his future deep

into his little girl.

And fuck me hard he does, gripping my ankles as his hips drop down into me, fucking me from above as my body sinks into the couch. His long cock penetrates me fully, filling my inner space entirely as Daddy slams his power into my widened hips.

“Fuck, Daddy!” I scream, my fingers clutching the cushions below me as his dick thrusts me into the couch, flaming my pussy purely throughout.

“Take it, little lady. Help your Daddy come hard.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I say, gritting my teeth through the propulsion of his

cock, knowing my duty is more important than my own pleasure, “I want you

to finish. I need you to satisfy your dick inside me.”

Even though this is all for Daddy, I can’t stop the pleasure from building tremendously in my gut. Every impact of his huge, powerful cock sends ripples of energy through me, pumping pleasure into my system whether I intend it or not.

I’m left to reel and exhaust myself on Daddy’s brute force.

And I think the harder a cock is, the more aggressive it makes a man, because Daddy’s thrusts are savage and lust fueled. The strain on his cock is too much and he’s only focused on fulfilling the nasty urges living inside him.

It doesn’t matter if he has to split his stepdaughter’s cunt to do it, because fresh pussy is always better than a stale hand!

Daddy lifts me and turns me over. I lean forward, my hands on the backboard as Daddy thrusts in behind me, slipping his cock into my loose cunt, broken on Daddy’s unbelievable width.

But Daddy grabs my elbows and pulls me back into him, his fingers digging so hard into my flesh, I can feel the future bruises already forming.

But that pain is nothing in relation to the pleasure flooding my pussy as Daddy fucks me upright on the couch.

His dick slides in vertical, the new angle much tighter than the previous one as my knees lock together below me. It splinters me, and I can feel his dick burn along every vaginal wall at once from one end of my cavity to the other, thrusting into my cervix with hostile onslaught.

Daddy growls, his hands keeping my arms trapped back behind me as he

lays into me, his thrusts so hard they launch me forward before his arms haul me back onto his cock, forcing it all the way up my cunt.

My moans are mixed with yelps, the brutality of his strokes impossible to stifle. But it only makes my conclusion all the more inevitable, as my body gives in completely to Daddy’s dominant control of me.

This was all for his pleasure, but Daddy fucks my pleasure out of me first!

His dick forces an orgasm out, my mouth shouting to the ceiling as a tsunami of pleasure washes over me, my body going numb and then fluttering with pulses of electric energy. It sizzles my brain, euphoria striking me roughly as my vision goes white and hot vitality ruptures my insides in domineering fashion.

I’m forced to scream Daddy’s name as he brings me to the point of absolute bliss!

“There you go, little lady,” he warns, thrusting into me with blistering impacts, “Every day Daddy’s going to fuck one of those orgasms out of you, make you wish you never met this dick in your life.”Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

He grunts with every perfectly timed, savage impact, thrusting until he reaches his medicinal relief. His thick, monstrous cock unloads an amount of semen I couldn’t have predicted, flooding my cunt so thoroughly I feel my own body temperature sky rocket on contact. His hot cream fills his stepdaughter to the brim, sloshing and spilling immediately between my thighs, getting as much on me as inside me.

His cock come out and the great void left behind is terrifying, because I want nothing more than Daddy back in me to keep it from closing back up. But all we can do is lie on the couch together, my pussy constricting back to something normal, and Daddy’s cock slowly losing it’s hard edge until it dies back down to his normal size.

It’s a relief for both of us, and Daddy’s arms around me only make me realize I’d made the right decision.

But I can’t let this stubborn man forget all about the doctor’s orders. “From here on out, Daddy, I’m not going to wear panties in the house, and you’re not allowed to wear pants, only your boxers. That way I can see when you’re getting hard and take care of you right then and there.” Daddy’s about to say something, but I raise a finger to his lips. “Uhn uh uh, nurse’s orders, you understand? This is not going to be a chore for you ever again. I expect you to get a timely release when an erection springs up. It’s the only way I can know you’re going to be with me forever.”

He nods, taps my nose, and says, “Yes, little lady.”

I rest my head against my Daddy, happy I can be the one to set his life straight again.