I admit, I had been sleeping for untold hours when I finally heard Lo’s sweet whispers coaxing me to awake. “Daddy. Daddy. Are you up Daddy?”
Her hand was caressing my chest. Her bare leg was draped over mine. She was all sex. All desire. All mine. Forget that last bit. She certainly wasn’t all mine physically, but she knew whose bed to return to at night.
My eyes opened. Her hair was wet, her body was hot.
“Fuck me, Daddy,” she said softly in my ear between nibbles on my earlobe. “I’ve been a bad, bad girl.”
She could feel me getting hard in her hand. She liked that I reacted to her. She enjoyed her power.
“Get on your back. Spread your legs. Open your pussy.”
“It’s open, Daddy. And wet.”
She wasn’t wrong. I slid in deep. She moaned. I think she might have climaxed with that very first penetration. But it wasn’t the climax of her climaxes.
“Where have you been?” I asked, whispering in her ear as I conjoined with her.
After a moment of deep breathing, she began telling me the story that I have just related to you, dear reader. Her narrative was punctuated repeatedly by her orgasms.
When she was done telling me about her golden shower with Collin, she then said, “Are you disappointed in me?”
“Am I disgusting?”
“Am I a sick, worthless, slut?”
“Yes, yes I am,” she insisted.
“Yes, no, either way, I love you.”
“I am bad,” she said. “Defiled, degraded, debased, dirty, depraved, dishonored, deflowered, debauched, dissolute, disgusting, dirty, a dick-hungry cum bucket.”
With each alliterative self-depreciating descriptor, I thrust harder into her as if punishing her for her shame.
“And I love you,” I said when she was done.
She had climaxed her climactic climax and now she was crying into her pillow. “No,” she said, “I’m not worthy of love. I’m not worthy of anyone or anything. I’m a sick, fat, fuckhole.”
“Lola,” I said, caressing her back as she wept heavy, body heaving sobs into the pillow. Her body convulsed much like it did when orgasming, but now she was weeping. “I love you.”
She had to get it all out and then, after many minutes of the tears streaming from her eyes like the juices had from her pussy just a little while ago, she finally took some deep breaths, put her head on my chest, and just let me hold her. She fell asleep like that, peaceful in my arms.