Dad had surprised her with a trip to the countryside, just the two of them: an entire weekend in a friend's cabin while the weather was still pleasant and warm. She was about to jump down the hallway to her room to pack before the prospect, and her enthusiasm bordered on impatience throughout the journey. Having Dad all to herself was a rarity, butAre you also far from the city?It sounded almost like a rare luxury.
They had arrived a few hours earlier, unpacked, prepared and eaten lunch, and she had curled up on the sofa to read her book when suddenly they took it away from her. The smile on her dad's face as he leaned over her shoulder to take the book out of his fingers told her that he was mocking her on purpose, but he still made her be quiet when she protested.
It's time for you to receive some proper riding lessons, young girl.Her pleasant voice was firm, but the slight smile remained on her face, and she almost returned the smile, despite her annoyance, when that mischievous glint appeared in her eyes. She knew that look. He was plotting something and she would have to follow his game if she ever wanted to discover it. Dad's dedication to his games bordered on obsessive.
I've prepared the suitable clothing for you—left the book on the auxiliary table and then leaned over his shoulder once more—, that I insist you use.That outfit and nothing more. And before you argue—His mild indignation was halted with an eyebrow raised.Ah, no, you won't need shoes for this lesson in particular. Get dressed and then meet me on the patio.With a light kiss on the cheek of hers, he stood up and left, loosening his tie as he went out. She only stopped long enough to admire the simple but somehow beautiful act of retreating, before she too got up from the sofa and went to change and put on this...Appropriate attire.
Almost gasped when he saw it. Clear, it was making quite a heat outside, but the almost tiny shorts and definitely not long shirt weren't what one would callAppropriateAnyway, she took off her shirt and short jeans halfway before realizing there was a pair of soft and white cotton panties underneath... She shrugged, pulled out her leg from the shorts, and moved her own panties to her hips. Once she put on the new panties and the fairly revealing short pants, she lifted up the blouse (if it could be called that) expecting to find a bra... but there was nothing under the small blouse on the bed. After briefly considering leaving hers on, she reached behind her back to unclasp her bra and slide it off her shoulders. Dad had been quite specific and, although he never was anxious to punish her, neither did he shy away when she chose disobedience.
The blouse was lovely and fitted her perfectly. It simply didn't serve much purpose as a shirt, even when she buttoned it all the way up (which made her laugh imagining Daddy's face when he saw her revealing top secured to the neck). She unbuttoned the first two buttons, liked how the neckline fell, and then took off her socks and went back down the hallway to find Daddy.
He was, as he had promised, on the patio resting with his own book in one of the chairs, dressed as always with a buttoned shirt and pants. He lifted his head when she approached, his smile appeared for a moment before a different expression passed over his face, no less pleased, but the intensity made her shiver. Or maybe that was the amount of bare skin exposed on this good weather. She caught the tip of his tongue moving over his lower lip and when their eyes met saw that they were darker than usual.
Definitely satisfied.
Come here, doll, ordered that soft and deep voice, while her feet took her obediently towards those perfect eyes.I want that—took his hand, warm and strong, pulling insistently—Feel yourself astride in my lap, facing me, please. The visual contact is... important in these lessons.The smile returned when she noticed the flush rising to her cheeks. She felt her heartbeats starting to quicken, but still obeyed, carefully lifting one leg over her knees and settling into his lap, with her hands on the back of the chair.
—These—he said now in a softer voice, with his face just a few centimeters away from hers—Lessons of horseback riding are very special for my little doll. I want you to pay a lot of attention, and if you do it well, I have a special horse for you that you can ride.Something in her voice made him bite his lip and blush even more, but he just smiled at her, sliding his hands down her arms to grab her hands, repositioning them so they rested on his shoulders.
Hold on to me to keep the balance, okay, doll?She nodded and the movement helped her clear her mind.
II
His short pants didn't cover his legs at all, so he was very aware of the fabric of Dad's pants against his thighs, the sensation of his shoulders under his hands, and then his hands... she let out a soft sigh as she felt Dad's hands, warm and slightly rough, sliding down her smooth thigh skin from her knees to her hips, leaving a trail of tingling in their wake.
Mature with Dad, dollHe ordered her, grasping her hips with his hands and guiding her to balance against him. In response to the indication of his fingers, she drew closer, moving her hips slightly, following the rhythm he marked, and after a few minutes realized... he was guiding her to rub against him. She couldn't hold back the small gasp that escaped from her throat when she managed to slide just a fraction closer to him and felt that hardness between her legs, pressing her, insistent... Dad must have sensed it too, because he pulled her gently closer until their legs were now on his hips.
Undo my shirt, doll. I'm feeling a bit hot, but you're doing it so well that I don't want to break our rhythm.Dad sounded a bit hoarse now, his hands kept their hips in constant movement, almost pressing her against him. His own hands trembled slightly when he started to unbutton Dad's shirt buttons one by one, slowly exposing his chest to her gaze. She blushed furiously when she had to bend down between them to find the last button, her fingers brushed very lightly over that hardness rubbing against it, and swore she heard Dad growl.
You're doing it very well, doll. Hold onto daddy and keep your balance... don't stop moving. Daddy is just going to take his hands off your hips for a moment, you look a bit chilly too. Take, let daddy help you.She was so focused on maintaining the precise rhythm that Daddy had marked that she didn't realize what Daddy was doing until he unbuttoned her shirt and pulled down the fabric over her breasts.
'apos'Dad!She shrieked, lifting her hands from her shoulders to cover herself, but he was faster, grasping her hands between his and placing them firmly on his shoulders. His face was almost severe.
Don't be shy, doll, and I already told you not to stop moving. You need to maintain your balance.Her hands returned to her almost bare breasts, sliding inside her shirt, her skin feeling almost hot against hers now, as she lifted her breasts completely out of the small blouse. She could feel the flush radiating all over her neck and on her chest when her dad exposed her like that. One of her hands returned to her hip to keep her in motion, while the other went to her chin, tilting her head up to look at him.You're so pretty, my little dollShe smiled at him, but her eyes were darker than ever.So beautiful and lovely. And I think those small pink nipples would prefer to be uncovered.While talking, his hand descended to her breasts to lightly pinch the tips of each nipple, making her tremble and laugh despite the persistent blush.
Dad smiled smoothly.Did you like that, doll? Keep riding Daddy, we need to practice to stay focusedHe said with that rough voice again, his hand on her hip pressing it against him a little stronger once more, then he joined his other hand to provoke her nipples and make them harden beneath him. Tickles on the fingertips. She moaned again, still soft, but dad seemed to like it and began to touch her nipples more deliberately, squeezing them softly, rotating them between his fingers, even pinching them a little to make her gasp. All the time, she kept balancing her hips, pressing against the hardness of dad, maintaining the rhythm, despite how sensitive dad was making her feel with his small and soft nipples.
After several minutes, Daddy went back to sliding his hands over his stomach.I think you're ready for the next part of the lesson, dollHis eyes kept hers captive while immobilizing her hips.I want you to do exactly what Daddy says, okay?She nodded, now it was hard for her to stay quiet but she wanted to please her dad.Unzip my pants... come on, doll. And I want you to suck daddy's cock... that's it, doll, what a good girl.Now I was visibly shaking. I had discovered what Dad had intended, at least until now, but having to follow his instructions and touch it like that... It wasn't surprising that his heart was trying to get out of his chest.Good girl, take daddy in your hands... Daddy loves it when you touch him...He whispered while leaning his forehead against hers. He must have sensed her nervousness, as his hands had slid down her back to stroke her in a soothing and encouraging way. It helped calm the beats of her heart and she knew she also loved being touched by daddy like that. She felt like moving on his lap, and her whole body felt tingling and warm... and between her bare breasts for daddy, with her nipples still hard from his caresses, and his soft hand wrapped around her cock, she felt more shy than herself. She could remember having felt it sometime before.
III
Dad lifted her forehead and gave her a soft kiss on the tip of her nose, which almost made her laugh.Caress Daddy, doll.
She did everythingthe best that could have beenAs much as possible to listen and follow his instructions, concentrating intensely on the sound of his voice, the small moans he made when his hand slid higher up in her pussy.Oh, good girl, like this without more, caress Daddy... I have to prepare the horse for you to ride it, keep playing with Daddy, little doll... Can you feel how hard the horse is? Hmm,LiesCan you feel it pulsating in your hands?She looked at him in the eyes for a moment, nodding and smiling at him, blushing more than ever, and let her hand slide up and out of his cock's head before wrapping it around him again, making her dad groan and his cock move in her hands. He was still caressing her back with tenderness with one hand, while the other had slid back to her breasts and started playing with her nipples again.
They had arrived a few hours earlier, unpacked, prepared and eaten lunch, and she had curled up on the sofa to read her book when suddenly they took it away from her. The smile on her dad's face as he leaned over her shoulder to take the book out of his fingers told her that he was mocking her on purpose, but he still made her be quiet when she protested.
It's time for you to receive some proper riding lessons, young girl.Her pleasant voice was firm, but the slight smile remained on her face, and she almost returned the smile, despite her annoyance, when that mischievous glint appeared in her eyes. She knew that look. He was plotting something and she would have to follow his game if she ever wanted to discover it. Dad's dedication to his games bordered on obsessive.
I've prepared the suitable clothing for you—left the book on the auxiliary table and then leaned over his shoulder once more—, that I insist you use.That outfit and nothing more. And before you argue—His mild indignation was halted with an eyebrow raised.Ah, no, you won't need shoes for this lesson in particular. Get dressed and then meet me on the patio.With a light kiss on the cheek of hers, he stood up and left, loosening his tie as he went out. She only stopped long enough to admire the simple but somehow beautiful act of retreating, before she too got up from the sofa and went to change and put on this...Appropriate attire.
Almost gasped when he saw it. Clear, it was making quite a heat outside, but the almost tiny shorts and definitely not long shirt weren't what one would callAppropriateAnyway, she took off her shirt and short jeans halfway before realizing there was a pair of soft and white cotton panties underneath... She shrugged, pulled out her leg from the shorts, and moved her own panties to her hips. Once she put on the new panties and the fairly revealing short pants, she lifted up the blouse (if it could be called that) expecting to find a bra... but there was nothing under the small blouse on the bed. After briefly considering leaving hers on, she reached behind her back to unclasp her bra and slide it off her shoulders. Dad had been quite specific and, although he never was anxious to punish her, neither did he shy away when she chose disobedience.
The blouse was lovely and fitted her perfectly. It simply didn't serve much purpose as a shirt, even when she buttoned it all the way up (which made her laugh imagining Daddy's face when he saw her revealing top secured to the neck). She unbuttoned the first two buttons, liked how the neckline fell, and then took off her socks and went back down the hallway to find Daddy.
He was, as he had promised, on the patio resting with his own book in one of the chairs, dressed as always with a buttoned shirt and pants. He lifted his head when she approached, his smile appeared for a moment before a different expression passed over his face, no less pleased, but the intensity made her shiver. Or maybe that was the amount of bare skin exposed on this good weather. She caught the tip of his tongue moving over his lower lip and when their eyes met saw that they were darker than usual.
Definitely satisfied.
Come here, doll, ordered that soft and deep voice, while her feet took her obediently towards those perfect eyes.I want that—took his hand, warm and strong, pulling insistently—Feel yourself astride in my lap, facing me, please. The visual contact is... important in these lessons.The smile returned when she noticed the flush rising to her cheeks. She felt her heartbeats starting to quicken, but still obeyed, carefully lifting one leg over her knees and settling into his lap, with her hands on the back of the chair.
—These—he said now in a softer voice, with his face just a few centimeters away from hers—Lessons of horseback riding are very special for my little doll. I want you to pay a lot of attention, and if you do it well, I have a special horse for you that you can ride.Something in her voice made him bite his lip and blush even more, but he just smiled at her, sliding his hands down her arms to grab her hands, repositioning them so they rested on his shoulders.
Hold on to me to keep the balance, okay, doll?She nodded and the movement helped her clear her mind.
II
His short pants didn't cover his legs at all, so he was very aware of the fabric of Dad's pants against his thighs, the sensation of his shoulders under his hands, and then his hands... she let out a soft sigh as she felt Dad's hands, warm and slightly rough, sliding down her smooth thigh skin from her knees to her hips, leaving a trail of tingling in their wake.
Mature with Dad, dollHe ordered her, grasping her hips with his hands and guiding her to balance against him. In response to the indication of his fingers, she drew closer, moving her hips slightly, following the rhythm he marked, and after a few minutes realized... he was guiding her to rub against him. She couldn't hold back the small gasp that escaped from her throat when she managed to slide just a fraction closer to him and felt that hardness between her legs, pressing her, insistent... Dad must have sensed it too, because he pulled her gently closer until their legs were now on his hips.
Undo my shirt, doll. I'm feeling a bit hot, but you're doing it so well that I don't want to break our rhythm.Dad sounded a bit hoarse now, his hands kept their hips in constant movement, almost pressing her against him. His own hands trembled slightly when he started to unbutton Dad's shirt buttons one by one, slowly exposing his chest to her gaze. She blushed furiously when she had to bend down between them to find the last button, her fingers brushed very lightly over that hardness rubbing against it, and swore she heard Dad growl.
You're doing it very well, doll. Hold onto daddy and keep your balance... don't stop moving. Daddy is just going to take his hands off your hips for a moment, you look a bit chilly too. Take, let daddy help you.She was so focused on maintaining the precise rhythm that Daddy had marked that she didn't realize what Daddy was doing until he unbuttoned her shirt and pulled down the fabric over her breasts.
'apos'Dad!She shrieked, lifting her hands from her shoulders to cover herself, but he was faster, grasping her hands between his and placing them firmly on his shoulders. His face was almost severe.
Don't be shy, doll, and I already told you not to stop moving. You need to maintain your balance.Her hands returned to her almost bare breasts, sliding inside her shirt, her skin feeling almost hot against hers now, as she lifted her breasts completely out of the small blouse. She could feel the flush radiating all over her neck and on her chest when her dad exposed her like that. One of her hands returned to her hip to keep her in motion, while the other went to her chin, tilting her head up to look at him.You're so pretty, my little dollShe smiled at him, but her eyes were darker than ever.So beautiful and lovely. And I think those small pink nipples would prefer to be uncovered.While talking, his hand descended to her breasts to lightly pinch the tips of each nipple, making her tremble and laugh despite the persistent blush.
Dad smiled smoothly.Did you like that, doll? Keep riding Daddy, we need to practice to stay focusedHe said with that rough voice again, his hand on her hip pressing it against him a little stronger once more, then he joined his other hand to provoke her nipples and make them harden beneath him. Tickles on the fingertips. She moaned again, still soft, but dad seemed to like it and began to touch her nipples more deliberately, squeezing them softly, rotating them between his fingers, even pinching them a little to make her gasp. All the time, she kept balancing her hips, pressing against the hardness of dad, maintaining the rhythm, despite how sensitive dad was making her feel with his small and soft nipples.
After several minutes, Daddy went back to sliding his hands over his stomach.I think you're ready for the next part of the lesson, dollHis eyes kept hers captive while immobilizing her hips.I want you to do exactly what Daddy says, okay?She nodded, now it was hard for her to stay quiet but she wanted to please her dad.Unzip my pants... come on, doll. And I want you to suck daddy's cock... that's it, doll, what a good girl.Now I was visibly shaking. I had discovered what Dad had intended, at least until now, but having to follow his instructions and touch it like that... It wasn't surprising that his heart was trying to get out of his chest.Good girl, take daddy in your hands... Daddy loves it when you touch him...He whispered while leaning his forehead against hers. He must have sensed her nervousness, as his hands had slid down her back to stroke her in a soothing and encouraging way. It helped calm the beats of her heart and she knew she also loved being touched by daddy like that. She felt like moving on his lap, and her whole body felt tingling and warm... and between her bare breasts for daddy, with her nipples still hard from his caresses, and his soft hand wrapped around her cock, she felt more shy than herself. She could remember having felt it sometime before.
III
Dad lifted her forehead and gave her a soft kiss on the tip of her nose, which almost made her laugh.Caress Daddy, doll.
You're being such a good girl for Daddy
, keep playing with my cock, darling, that's all...She did everythingthe best that could have beenAs much as possible to listen and follow his instructions, concentrating intensely on the sound of his voice, the small moans he made when his hand slid higher up in her pussy.Oh, good girl, like this without more, caress Daddy... I have to prepare the horse for you to ride it, keep playing with Daddy, little doll... Can you feel how hard the horse is? Hmm,LiesCan you feel it pulsating in your hands?She looked at him in the eyes for a moment, nodding and smiling at him, blushing more than ever, and let her hand slide up and out of his cock's head before wrapping it around him again, making her dad groan and his cock move in her hands. He was still caressing her back with tenderness with one hand, while the other had slid back to her breasts and started playing with her nipples again.
Yes, daddy
She breathed in, while her fingers lightly pulled on her nipples. He smiled widely, pinching his nipple a little harder to make her gasp, and quickly covered her mouth with his, his tongue sliding between her open lips as his hand on her back drew her towards him. She moaned into his mouth, her soft and warm hands still caressing and pumping her shaft, her lips almost melting against his when he reclaimed her mouth, filling it with his taste and drinking from it, his tongue sliding, hot and wet along hers, exploring her mouth.
Several moments later, he pulled away, relaxing his grip on her and caressing her cheek with affection as she tried to catch her breath.
Get up, doll
He had returned to his authoritarian tone, forcing her to obey. She felt a little unstable, but Dad was there, unbuttoning her small shorts, pulling them down her legs and guiding her to take them off before putting her back in his lap. She blushed again, feeling quite naked except for the blouse that left her breasts completely exposed and fine cotton underwear. And they were thin, thin enough for her to feel Dad, hot, hard, and pulsating against her.
Daddy needs to check if you're ready for a horse ride, doll
He whispered in her ear, his hand sliding down her stomach and tickling along the waistband of her panties, the tip of his finger simply sliding underneath the fabric, touching the soft skin there, making it feel a tingling sensation and twisting slightly.
Do you want Daddy to touch you under your underwear, doll?
She asked it as if it were the most innocent question in the world, which only made her smile more. Of course, this was her intention, and finally she realized it, and struggled against the brief impulse to hit him. Instead, she returned the caress and whispered softly:
Yes, please, daddy
Her fingers slid a little further down her underwear,
Please, daddy, I want... I want to ride the horse
. Her blush was almost unbearable. And she desperately waited for him not to make her say more. And suddenly, his fingers slid down to her soft crevice, touching her most private place, separating her soft vaginal lips to explore her softly.
She clung to him, moaning, twisting, despite trying not to, against his hand, her fingers sliding through her moisture and touching each petal, each fold, each sensitive spot until Daddy found her little button and almost made her come with the wave of pleasure from his touch.
Almost ready for daddy, baby
He gave her another kiss on the cheek, his free hand wrapped around her to hug her close,
Keep petting Daddy while playing with your pussy. That's it, little doll, good girl, so good for Daddy...
Her fingers made her feel so good that she couldn't stay still, barely could concentrate on caressing his cock, but it seemed to feel an even more tingling sensation when she was touching him and when Daddy made those grunting sounds of pleasure, like when she rubbed her finger over the tip of his cock.
When Daddy withdrew his hand, she could feel the moisture of his fingers caressing her belly.
Little doll is ready for her horseback ride, isn't she, sweetheart?
He gave him another kiss on the tip of his nose.
Hands on my shoulders, doll, and lift yourself up a bit.
She was trembling again, her mind completely clouded by pleasure, but she obeyed slowly, watching as Daddy put a finger in her very wet panties and pulled them on the side. She buried her head in Daddy's neck, feeling a wave of shyness at her exposure, still.
dress
But naked, what seemed to make things worse if Dad had undressed her completely. He smiled softly and lifted a hand to caress her hair.
My little doll, you are so perfect. I love my little and shy beloved.
He said with affection.
He let her calm down for a minute, stroking her hair, pressing kisses where he could reach, however, his other hand was touching her sensitive spots to help her get used to Daddy's caresses.
IV
His fingers slid over his backside and between his legs, tickling him on the bare sides and even his breasts, where he cradled and squeezed her.
It didn't take much time before I had it twisting around in my lap once more.
Look at me, doll.
It was that authoritative tone she knew she shouldn't try, and she slowly lifted her head from her shoulder, her gray eyes slowly rising to meet the dark ones. Her gaze made her heart start racing again, and she had to bite her lip to avoid moaning when her hands went to her hips, lifting her up to align her slippery pussy with his pulsating cock that curved proudly towards her belly.
Line up the horse with your pussy, doll
His hand trembled but obeyed, almost as if in a trance, his fingers wrapped around the thick axle and placed Dad's cock so that the soft and rounded head would rub against its entrance,
That's it. Good girl, now sit down slowly, doll, and let the pony enter your special place...
Papá's words made her vulva twitch, and the tingling sensation returned, this time in her belly and where Papá's little horse was touching her intimate parts.
Slowly, very slowly, she slid down onto Daddy's cock, her hands helping her, guiding her, while his penis pressed gradually inside her small and tight hole, stretching it, widening it little by little until finally the head slipped inside her. making her gasp and tremble.
Oh my doll
Dad closed his eyes, breathed slowly and calmed her down for a moment,
Papa didn't know he'd be so tight.
She fought against the urge to twist or get up again: her little pussy felt so full, stretched and painful. Dad knew it was better and held her in place so she could get used to it, giving her small kisses all over her face until he started guiding her down onto his thick cock again.
She gimed more strongly now, Daddy's cock opening her so deeply, touching her, making her feel so good despite it hurting and throbbing, her small hole learning to take a cock so big and thick... He wrapped his arms around her with force. Still helping her hold on but now able to caress her back and calm her down again, whispering in her ear how good a girl she was, how well she was learning her lessons, how good a rider she was for Daddy. . Slowly he placed her over his prick, until her little doll was firmly seated on his lap once more, trembling and filling more than she had ever imagined in a small and soft hole so tight. But she had taken every centimeter of her cock, just as Daddy said.
After some moments, his hands slid down again to her hips, guiding her as he had done before to balance against him. At first, only light movements, so that her innocent little rabbit could get used to riding a horse so big, and slowly dad guided her back to the rhythm he had taught her before.
Do you like that, doll? Do you like riding Daddy's horse?
She moaned, clinging to him in response as her vagina seemed to have spasms before his words. He smiled, gave her a firm kiss on the lips and then leaned back to whisper more breath into her little doll while riding the horse.
Can you feel how hard it is for the horse, doll? That's because you're doing a good job.
work Still all puffed up and sensitive about dad, good girl... Dad likes to play with you, he loves playing the horse game with his little doll. What t
he's riding so well, and the horse loves it when they ride like that, doll... you feel so good, so wrapped around daddy... a hot, tight, and wet cock for daddy... can you feel it? Is the little pony touching you from inside, doll? Mmm? The horse is making you tingle for daddy?
All she could do was nod against her shoulder and moan, moaning when her hand moved between them to play with her clitoris again.
She was just getting used to the sensations, the tingling deep in her belly, the small touches of Daddy's hands on her body. He leaned his back softly, causing her to move slightly away from him so he could lean forward to lick and suck her nipples, which had the unexpected effect of making her bump into him. Her mouth felt so hot and wet around her sensitive nipples that special kisses sent even more tingling sensations to her belly. Somehow, Daddy had found the correct angle so when she moved and arched under his mouth, his cock would rub deeply inside her and make the tingling grow in waves. Daddy must have liked it too, because he sucked her nipples harder, wanting her little pussy to have spasms around his cock. When her moans grew louder, he lifted his head from her nipple and kissed her up to her neck to whisper in her ear again.
Are you ready for the last part of your lesson, doll? Daddy is going to teach you how to ride a little faster now, okay, sweetie?
She wrapped her arms around his neck and nodded, unable to speak when she felt Dad's hands on her waist, lifting her slightly and then pulling her down. Starting to move her up and down over his cock.
V
Her sweet moans and groans soon turned into screams when Dad lifted her higher and pulled her down while pushing her, making her bounce constantly on his pornography in a constant and touching the bottom.
But very deep inside her every time. He growled while he was fucking her, wanting her to feel each centimeter, making her ride his thick cock, taking her again and again... and her sweet and small hole moaned and trembled for him with each thrust.
She was still stretched around him, but he had another kind of stretching that wanted her to feel. He paused long enough to lift each of his trembling legs over the armrests of the chair; she was too weak and lost in the fog of pleasure to do it herself, and he enjoyed positioning her for what would come next. It had the effect of stretching her legs almost to the point of splitting, with his cock buried deeply inside her. This lifted her enough so that he had sufficient space to push her properly, and after bringing her against his chest, so that her soft breasts rubbed against him, he made two, three, four slow and experimental thrusts into her pussy, making sure she was still completely full.
I hope you're ready for this, little one
He was all that said before starting to hit his cock on her pussy, his arms holding her firmly in place while she screamed at the pure pleasure of his cock rubbing inside her. Cuddling her openly, stretching her small pussy more than ever. The tingles were unbearable now, Dad's cock touched places inside her that made her feel like she was on fire. And she didn't say a word, begging for more, her vulva had slight spasms at first, then grabbed Dad's cock even harder and the tingling in her belly increased even more.
Are you enjoying your horseback ride?
He asked her between thrusts.
Do you like how the little horse touches you, doll? I love playing horseback riding with dad... I can feel how much you enjoy it, your little tail is running for me, you're so close, so close, doll... Run to daddy, run in daddy's cock... run while you're riding the pony, be a good girl for daddy and run...
The tingles had converted into a palpable heat within her, and before Dad's words, the heat seemed to burst forth within her, pleasure traversing all her sensitive areas, causing her to scream on Dad's shoulder: her entire body was trembling as her pussy had strong spasms over the cock that still pushed.
Good girl, keep running, that's all, keep running for Daddy... Daddy hasn't finished fucking you yet, baby...
The pleasure returned to grow, it crossed her and her cries betrayed the almost agony of the sensation. She was defenseless in his arms, her clitoris now so sensitive that each thrust of that thick cock sent a wave of tingling heat through her again, her pussy squeezing uncontrollably around him.
That's it, doll, oh you have no idea how good that feels for Daddy, what a good girl...Daddy has a reward for you...for being...so attentive...and obedient...
His thrusts were becoming less rhythmic and more forceful. Just when his orgasm began to subside and the fog cleared enough for him to feel and hear how much he was enjoying it, Daddy. His cock seemed to swell even more, making her tremble and moan against him again, and then, with a growl, Daddy pushed his cock as deeply into her as always and hugged her tightly, shooting churro after churro of hot semen deep into her. She gasped, another smaller but still almost painfully pleasurable orgasm reached her at the sensation of her semen dripping onto her uterine cervix, filling her so much that it began to seep around his cock. He gave a few softer pushes in her pussy before lifting her legs off the pillows to let her sit on his lap again, curled up against his chest.
They stayed like that, with his cock buried inside her, retaining most of his semen in her completely fucked pussy, hugging each other, occasionally giving and receiving soft kisses, their fingers caressing her hair, until the beats of their hearts calmed down once more.
Are you ready to get in, little one, and give yourself a good bath with Daddy?
He whispered in a low voice, giving him a kiss on the top of his head.
She let out a soft sigh of satisfaction.
Yes, please, daddy. I feel all sticky.
He smiled smoothly and helped her get up from his lap, grabbing her by the wrist as she walked towards the cabin.
First give a kiss to the cock and tell it thanks for the riding lesson, doll.
He ordered softly, with a half-smile in good shape. She blushed again, but happily leaned forward to give him a kiss on the head of Dad's cock, sweet and soft.
Thanks
Whispered, looking him straight in the eye,
Teach me how to ride, Dad.
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