Her Sweetest Mistake (Amelia) novel Chapter 85

Best friend Dad

George watched as she came undone, screaming alongside it. Goddamn it, the girl was a squirter. A flooding one at that. He forced himself not to smile as he pulled the strands of hair off her face. Her eyes were still shut tightly, her lips slightly parted to give way for the sharp burst of air that was passing through.

With a soft caress of his hand on her cheek, he muttered, “Since you disobeyed me, I’m afraid I have to give you this next punishment.”

He took a step backwards as if to admire his work of art before giving out orders. “Turn around and arch your back. for me.”

She quickly did as told, excitement still coursing her body so hard she felt like her limbs would give out. But soon, she was on all fours, the top of her body being lower than the rest.

George kept admiring her figure. The slimmer waist and her large round buttocks that wiggled like soft balloon filled with water.

Before she could catch her breath, he had landed a slap on one cheek. She sucked in a sharp gasp, closing her eyes to take in the stinging pain. But before she could dwell on it, he was already kissing the spot, rubbing it softly too.

“I’m going to do something else and you only speak when spoken too. Understood?”

How would that be possible? “Y…yes, daddy.”

Another slap on her buttock and she was yelping before he kissed that other spot again. He did this for a couple more times before kneading each cheek with his large, strong hands, preparing her for what was going to come.

The feel of her ass on his hands was like squeezing a stress ball. He didn’t wish to stop and the thought of what he could do with them got him even harder.

“Would you like my dick in your pussy now, sugar?” He asked in a low, soft tone as if he didn’t just say that he was going to punish her. “Because once you say it, there’s no stopping. Daddy’s not going to stop. Got it?”

Cheryl arched her back even more, spreading herself for him to see. Again, her pussy was glistening for him and without warning, he jammed his dick into her opening.

She gasped and quickly slapped a hand over her mouth. He stopped for a while waiting for her to get accustomed to the stretch but the next time he’d thrust into her, he didn’t care. He thrusted in further till he was halfway in and out again.

Cheryl groaned. He spread her cheeks apart and he pushed himself/forward until his balls were slapping against her. The warmth that clasped around him was like a warm blanket on a snowy day. He groaned satisfactorily, running his hands over her ass as he continued to push himself in and out of her.

Her moans, her struggle to keep shut, coupled with the sounds of flesh slapping filled not only the dining room but the whole house. Anyone could decide to walk in through the entrance and the first thing they’d see would be George fucking his daughter’s best friend; and doing a damn good job too. Because Cheryl was now gasping for air, her face red, her ass turning a pinkish hue and her stomach clenching and unclenching.

“P…please, daddy. Let me come.”

A slap to her ass was quick to shut her up as he slammed into her with full force, his own orgasm starting to build

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“Remember the rules, darling. There’s more punishment for you.” He didn’t care that she was scratching the table, or that she could literally feel the crown of his cock almost hitting her organs. The contact was making her

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stomach hurt but the pleasure that came with him rubbing his fingers on her clit overshadowed the pain, making her overwhelmed with both pleasure and pain.

“Ah.” She squealed when he used his other hand to lightly twist her nipple. He then went on to grab her tits, feeling the soft squishy texture in his hands.

“You’re perfect, Cheryl. So perfect for me.” He didn’t stop moving and he didn’t slow his pace.

Cheryl’s whole body was now moving and she was afraid she would be sent flying across the room with how rough George was fucking her. And she loved it so much she decided to dare him to go farther.

“Yes, daddy. That feels so good.” She made to raise her body but was slammed back down on the table, her chest feeling the impact. She chuckled, biting her lips subtly.

“Stay down, you fucking slut!” At the last thrust, she felt like he’d shattered all her insides as he quickly pulled out to run his fingers through her slit. “Good girl. Now, come for me, baby.”

As if controlled by his words, she let herself go and at once, his hand, arm and body was soaking wet from her squirt again.

He patted her still sensitive bud. “Good girl.”

After Cheryl had felt stabilised and was certain her legs wouldn’t turn mushy if she tried to stand, she gave it a trial. But George was fast enough to lift her bride like, his face an Inch apart from hers.

She took her time to study his face. George Carter was a goddamn attractive man and she was sure he knew it. She let him take her to his room, making her sit on his thighs.

“I’m not done with you yet, my sweet girl.” With the gentleness that she’s always known as a little girl, he caressed her face, wiping away sweat and taking off the strands of hair that stuck to her forehead. “I want to see you ride me until you can no longer do that.”

Cheryl would be more than happy to do it if she wasn’t so worried she wouldn’t do well. She’d been fantasising about this for a long time. Why would she step away like a coward now that the time has come to make it a reality?

George laid on the bed, inviting her to take him in with his dick still hard and waiting.

He was giving her full control and she was worried she would mess it up. But as she made to sit gently, George slammed her down, hard and rough. She screamed as the pain that shot up her spine was sharp but brief. What came next after the burning sensation was another wave of orgasm. Didn’t she just have one?

She couldn’t move as she was worried she’d come again and disappoint George. But he was already moving her himself, his hands on her ass, lifting her and slamming her back down on his huge cock.

He was so huge she could feel every corner and crevice of her pussy being touched. The large round head was hitting every spot, both good and bad. He began to move faster. It was a bad idea as she had started cumming all over his dick, her body quivering as she shut her eyes and held on to him for support.

“Oh, fuck! Fuck! Oh shit.” These were the only words she could muster as she came undone and George let her.

When she was done, he pulled her to his chest and ran his hand through her hair.

“You did very well, Cheryl. I’m proud of you.” He kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose and finally took in her lips. They shared their first deep kiss. One that was filled with insatiable hunger for each other and deep, dark desire.