Final Chapter
“Ah… fuck…” I groaned, my legs trembling, my head falling back as she increased the pace, her small but firm fingers squeezing my swollen veins, the heat of her hands pushing me to the limit in seconds.
She then turned around, positioning herself with her back to me, leaning forward until I had a full view of her round and smooth ass, the small piercing above her clit still shining, provocative, as she held my cock with one hand to guide herself. Her hips lowered slowly, the tip of my cock fitting between her lips already dripping with excitement. She let out a deep sigh, the muscles in her legs trembling as the head of my cock spread inside her, forcing its way in inch by inch.
She began to grind slowly, the circular movements making my head spin, my eyes fixed on that perfect angle, where I could see her ass clenching, her firm cheeks moving, her skin glistening with the sweat that was already starting to form.
“Ah… like that… yes…” she moaned, her voice faltering, her hands gripping my thighs to steady herself as she sped up the movements, her hips now moving with more force, more determination, the wet sound of our bodies colliding filling the room.
She then planted her feet on the sofa, squatting completely over me, her body opening up to swallow me to the hilt, the sensation of tightness, heat, and wetness making me bite my lip to keep from screaming. She began to ride hard, her hips rising and falling with speed, each thrust sinking me even deeper inside her, her inner muscles squeezing me as if they didn’t want to let me go.
Her moans turned into short, desperate screams, her entire body trembling, her hair falling forward as she threw herself against me, her legs firm, her feet pressing against the cushion for more leverage. I held her by the hips, my fingers buried in her flesh, feeling every spasm, every contraction she offered me without mercy.
“Come on… yes… like that…” she screamed, her voice choked with pleasure, her body writhing as orgasms piled up, her legs trembling, her inner muscles tightening around me, pulling me inside as if they wanted to devour me completely.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. I felt my belly contract, the heat rising up my back, the tension building like a wave about to break. My cock pulsed inside her, her muscles squeezing, sucking, holding me in a frenzied rhythm that left me breathless.
She didn’t stop, her hips moving with force, her ass slapping against my belly, the wet sounds of our bodies colliding filling the heavy air of the room. I felt her spasms, her inner muscles contracting, tightening around me, each wave of her pleasure pulling me deeper, making me lose control.
My vision blurred, the sounds around me seemed distant, and then, without warning, my body exploded. My cock pulsed hard, unloading everything I had inside her, the heat of my cum mixing with her wetness, our bodies fusing into a single wave of intense, primal, uncontrollable pleasure.
She screamed, her head thrown back, her hands gripping my thighs tightly, her legs trembling as she continued to move, riding hard, squeezing every last drop out of me, leaving me breathless, without logic, without guilt.
I was still trembling, the spasms running through my body like small shocks, my cock still pulsing inside her, tight, hot, throbbing. I couldn’t contain myself, the air caught in my chest, my mind clouded by the excess of pleasure.
She noticed my state and looked back, her hair disheveled, her skin red, her face marked by the effort. Her eyes sparkled with a spark of cruel satisfaction, the corner of her mouth curving into a mischievous smile.
“You came inside me?” she asked, her voice still trembling but loaded with provocation. “And now? I wanted to give you my ass… can you get this hard again?”
I tried to respond, but the words came out haltingly, my breathing heavy, my chest rising and falling as if I’d run a marathon.
“Ah, fuck… I don’t know… maybe… I need to breathe…” I managed to say, my head falling back, my eyes closing for a second as my body still recovered from the devastating climax.
She laughed, that low and wicked laugh that had already defeated me before, and then she got up off me. When she rose, a real waterfall flowed out of her, a mixture of my hot cum with her own excitement, running down her smooth and firm thighs, staining the sofa cushion.
The air trapped in her pussy escaped along with it, a wet and involuntary sound that echoed through the room. She laughed again, without the slightest shame, seeming to enjoy her own indecency, while I just watched, still trying to catch my breath, my heart pounding in my ears.
“I need to pee, watch the baby for me.”
“I’m being paid for this!” she replied with a naughty smile, adjusting her hair as she walked away.
I laughed, still unable to believe what had just happened, picked up my clothes scattered on the floor, and went to the bathroom to clean up. My head was still spinning, the adrenaline mixed with pleasure pulsing through my veins, and honestly, I wanted more. I wanted it to last all night.
While I washed my face and tried to put my thoughts in order, I heard the phone ringing in the living room. My daughter started to whimper, probably awakened by the sudden sound, and I hurried to get dressed, pulling my clothes onto my body in a rush. I went down the stairs quickly, my heart still racing, not knowing what to expect.
When I got to the living room, she was already standing, the baby in her arms, her other hand holding her clothes and backpack, walking toward the bathroom.
“Who was it?” I asked, still trying to regulate my breathing.
She just handed me the baby without responding, her eyes avoiding mine as she disappeared toward the bathroom.
I shook my head, trying to shake off the feeling that something was wrong, and walked to the window to check the alarms. My daughter was still whimpering, her little eyes blinking slowly as she settled in my lap, and I began to rock her, trying to calm her down.
It didn’t take long for her to close her eyes again, but then the doorbell rang, the loud and insistent sound cutting through the silence of the living room and making my daughter stir, waking up again with a short sob. I sighed, put her back in the crib, and went to the door, my heart beating fast, a strange tension growing in my chest.
I opened the door and, outside, saw a man in uniform, the babysitting company’s logo embroidered on his chest, and beside him, a stern-looking woman with her hair tied in a tight bun.
“Hi, I came to bring the babysitter to you and relieve the temporary one,” the man said, with a firm and professional voice.
“Uh… yes,” I replied, the disappointment clear in my voice, my heart sinking a little in my chest.
The girl passed by me in the hallway, now dressed, her face clean, her expression serene as if nothing had happened. As she crossed by the man, she leaned in to kiss him on the cheek and murmured softly:
“Bless you, Dad.” And she went out the door, without looking back.
The older woman beside him looked at me with an expression of disgust, hard to hide, as if she knew exactly what had happened.
I frowned, a growing confusion taking hold of me.
“What’s going on?” I asked, my voice coming out higher than I’d like. “Who was that girl?”
The man sighed, crossing his arms, his expression tired.
“Ah, sir… I’m the owner of the company. That was my daughter. She was covering until your babysitter became available. I didn’t want you to be left without help and personally sent my daughter, whom I trust the most, to come here. She’s very responsible, you know, right? I hope she did everything right and didn’t cause any problems.”
My heart almost stopped. I felt sweat running down my forehead, my legs suddenly going weak.
“Uh… of course, yes. She was great with my daughter. Thank her for me,” I managed to say, my voice dry, my stomach churning.
The two, father and daughter, got into the company car, leaving behind a woman with a sour face who would keep me company for three whole days. I stood there for a moment, the silence of the living room enveloping me again, my daughter now sleeping peacefully in the crib, as if nothing had happened.