Chapter 9: Field Trip 1
All persons appearing in this story are over 18 years old.
Mr. Smith had decided that he'd take her with his car, so Bella doesn't have to pay for train tickets, so Bella arrived just five minutes late at the spot he wanted to pick her up. She was wearing a white cropped tank top, a black skirt, a pair of white thigh high socks and her black knee-high Converse Boots. Her hair was tied back in a messy bun, and she had a light layer of makeup on, making her look even more innocent than she already did.
Mr. Smith was already waiting for her in his old transporter van, the engine running and the heat blasting. He was wearing a pair of worn-out jeans and a flannel shirt, his usual attire for these trips.
"Get in," he said gruffly as she approached the van. Bella climbed into the passenger seat, her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel the tension between them, since what happened last-time had never been spoken about. Without another word, Mr. Smith stepped onto the gas pedal and they drove off. The van's engine rumbled, filling the silence between them. Bella stared out of the window, watching the city lights blur by. Mr. Smith kept his eyes on the road, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. The tension in the van was palpable, the silence deafening. Neither of them spoke, each lost in their own thoughts.
Suddenly, Mr. Smith broke the silence, "Bella, there's something I need to tell you." He took a deep breath before continuing, "I've officially announced you as my daughter to the college. Since there are no outside women allowed except for relatives, it was the only way I could think of to bring you along."
Bella turned to him, her eyes wide with surprise. "What ? Are you serious? That's fucking insane ! I won't do that !!"
"If so, you can leave the car right now." He said, stopping at a sidewalk.
Bella was shocked about this sudden moodswing. "But, Mr. Smith, I can't lie like that. And what about Luke?
What do you think he'll say when he finds out?" Bella asked.
Mr. Smith shrugged nonchalantly. "He isn't here, so he won't find out, if you don't tell him. You're not going to tell him, are you?"
Bella hesitated, her eyes darting to the sidewalk they were still standing at.. She looked back at Mr. Smith, her heart pounding in her chest.
"No," she said finally. "I won't tell him."
Mr. Smith nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Good girl. So it's best we start acting like that from now on, so we can get into our roles." Mr. Smith's voice was stern, but there was a hint of amusement in his eyes.
Bella nodded, feeling a shiver run down her spine at the thought of playing this part. She knew it was wrong, but the thrill of the deception was intoxicating.
As they drove, Mr. Smith reached over and turned up the radio, filling the van with the sound of a classic rock song. He started to tap his fingers on the steering wheel in time with the beat, a small smile playing on his lips.
Bella watched him and couldn't get over the thought that he looked like the classic middle aged dad. Having a not-so-small beer-belly, glasses and greyish hair. He wasn't her type at all and she hoped, that something like the last time doesn't happen again.
She was disgusted by the thought of him having cummed inside her several times while forcing Luke to lick her shoes and watch his girlfriend get fucked.
The thought of it made her pussy throb with desire and shame all at once. She realized that the seat under her was already getting a little bit wet and she wanted to dry herself, before it'd become too obvious.
"Can we make a stop soon ? I need to pee." Bella asked.
"Ah .. ahh... There's something missing" Mr. Smith answered in a weird, parenting way.
Bella rolled her eyes "Can we stop, pleeease?"
"Think of your role !" He said chuckling.
"You're fucking serious?!" Bella snapped back.
"Say it!" He ordered much harsher now.
"Ugh ... Okay... Can we please stop, Dad?" Bella didn't like the feeling of saying this to him.
Mr. Smith smiled at her "Of course my dear daughter."
"Thanks, Dad." It made her sick, having to say this for the next days.
Suddenly he grabs her between her legs and said playfully "Is my beauties pussy all filled up with pee?"
Bella was shocked by this sudden assault "Dad ! You can't do this !"
Bella exclaimed, trying to squirm away from his touch. But Mr. Smith was stronger than she expected. He held her firmly in place, his fingers digging into her thighs as he continued to rub her pussy through her skirt.
"Dad, please," she begged, her voice shaking with a mix of humiliation and arousal. "Stop it."
Mr. Smith smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust. "You know I can't stop," he said, his voice low and husky. "Not when you're so fucking wet for me."
Bella could feel the heat building between her legs, her pussy throbbing with desire as he continued to rub her through her skirt.
She could feel the rough texture of his fingers, the way they pressed against her clit through the thin fabric of her skirt. She knew she should stop him, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. She was too turned on, too desperate for release.
Mr. Smith seemed to sense her hesitation, and he took advantage of it. He slipped his hand under her skirt, his fingers finding their way to the edge of her panties. He hooked his fingers under the fabric and pulled it to the side, exposing her pussy to the cool air.
"Fuck, you're so wet," he growled, his voice laced with lust. "Your pussy is dripping, young Lady." Mr. Smith said, his voice laced with amusement and lust. He slipped a finger inside her, making Bella gasp at the sudden intrusion. "You like that, don't you? You like having your father's finger inside your tight little cunt."
Bella didn't like it at all "No Dad, stop this now, I don't like it!" She could feel every ridge and groove of his finger, the way it stretched her wide open as he fucked her with it.
Mr. Smith added another finger, filling her even more. "You're so fucking tight, Sunshine." Mr. Smith groaned, his fingers moving in and out of her pussy at a steady pace. "I can't wait to feel your cunt around my cock."
Bella squirmed in her seat, her body betraying her as she felt another wave of pleasure wash over her. "Dad, please," she whimpered, her voice barely above a whisper. "We can't do this."
Mr. Smith chuckled, his fingers never slowing down. "We're already doing it, sweetheart. And you're loving every fucking second of it."
Bella bit her lip, trying to hold back a moan as he curled his fingers inside her, hitting that sweet spot that made her see stars.
"Does my little babygirl want to come?" he asked. "You want to come all over your daddy's fingers, don't you?"
Bella could only nod, her body writhing with pleasure as he continued to fuck her with his fingers. She could feel the pressure building inside her, her pussy throbbing with need.
"Please, Daddy," she begged, her voice shaking with desperation. "I need to come."
Mr. Smith smirked, his fingers moving faster and harder inside her. "Then come for me, you little slut. Come all over your daddy's hand."
Bella let out a loud moan as she felt herself tumble over the edge, her body convulsing with pleasure as she came all over his fingers.
"Good girl!" He said, giving her a short slap on her pussy, after his fingers went out of her. Bella yelped in pain and surprise. "What the fuck, Dad?!" she exclaimed. "That hurt!" Mr. Smith just chuckled and said, "That's the point, sweetheart. I want you to feel every fucking thing I do to you."
He drove off onto a nearby Truck-Stop and stopped the car between two huge trucks.
He then unbuckled his seatbelt and turned to her, his eyes gleaming with lust. "Now, it's time for me to have a taste of that sweet pussy of yours." He said, pushing her skirt up and spreading her legs wide open.
Bella could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she watched him lower his head between her legs, pushing her Converse Boots against the seat and the front window of the car.
She could see the hunger in his eyes as he looked up at her, his tongue flicking out to lick her pussy lips.
"Fuck, you taste so good," he groaned, his voice muffled against her pussy. "I could eat you out all day."
Bella let out a soft moan as she felt his tongue slide inside her, licking and sucking at her pussy. She could feel every inch of him as he explored her, his tongue swirling around her clit and dipping inside her pussy.
"Oh god, Daddy," she whimpered, her hands gripping the edge of the seat as she tried to hold back her moans.
"That feels so good."
Mr. Smith groaned in response, his tongue working faster and harder against her clit. He slipped two fingers inside her pussy, curling them upwards to hit that sensitive spot deep inside her.
"Your dad's DNA has gifted you with a wonderful pussy, so I'm the only one allowed to use it," he growled against her pussy. "Your cunt is so fucking tight and wet for me."
Bella could feel herself getting closer to the edge again, her body tensing as pleasure built up inside her.
"Daddy, I'm gonna come," she warned, her voice shaking with need.
Mr. Smith didn't stop, instead he sucked harder on her clit, his fingers moving faster inside her.
"Come for me, you little slut," he growled, his voice vibrating against her pussy. "Come all over your father's face."
Bella let out a loud cry as she came, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over her. Mr. Smith continued to lick and suck at her pussy, drawing out her orgasm until she was a quivering mess.
"Fuck, that was hot," he said, wiping his face with the back of his hand. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans, pulling out his hard cock. "Now it's my turn to have some fun."
Bella looked down at his cock, her eyes widening at the sight of it.
It was thick and long, the head already glistening with pre-cum. She swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry.
Mr. Smith chuckled, noticing her reaction. "Don't worry, sweetheart. I'll make sure you're ready for it." He leaned over and grabbed a small bottle of lube from the glove compartment.
Bella watched as he poured some lube onto his fingers and began to rub it onto his cock, the head disappearing into his hand as he stroked himself. She couldn't help but lick her lips at the sight, her pussy throbbing with anticipation.
"Fuck, that feels good," he groaned, his eyes locked onto hers. "And I love the outfit you've put on for your Dad today. Those sexy converse boots make my cock go crazy." He said, pushing her legs up and spreading them wide open. Bella could feel the cool air against her pussy, making her shiver with anticipation. Mr. Smith positioned himself between her legs, his hard cock pressing against her entrance.
"Dad, wait," Bella said, her voice shaking. "It's too big. You'll hurt me."
Mr. Smith chuckled, his eyes gleaming with lust. "Don't worry, babygirl. He leaned down and captured her mouth in a rough kiss, his tongue pushing past her lips and exploring her mouth.
Bella could taste herself on him, the musky flavor of her own pussy making her moan into his mouth. He pulled back, a smirk on his face.
"See, babygirl? You taste fucking delicious. And now, I'm going to fuck that sweet little cunt of yours until you're screaming my name."
Bella bit her lip, trying to hold back a whimper as he pressed the head of his cock against her entrance. She could feel herself stretching around him, her pussy struggling to accommodate his size.
"Fuck, you're so tight," he groaned, his eyes locked onto hers.
"Your pussy is strangling my cock, babygirl."
Bella whimpered, her nails digging into his back as he slowly pushed himself deeper inside her. She could feel every ridge and vein of his cock, stretching her wide open. It hurt, but it also felt incredible.
"Daddy, it's too much," she gasped, her body tensing as he bottomed out inside her.
Mr. Smith chuckled, his hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm. "You can take it, you little slut. Your pussy was made for my cock."
He leaned down and captured her mouth in another rough kiss, his tongue pushing past her lips and exploring her mouth.
Bella couldn't do else but lay her legs around Mr. Smiths massive body.
"Yes babygirl, let me feel your dirty little slutshoes." he grabbed one of her legs and brought it in front of his face. "I want to taste them so bad." He started to lick her shoe from the toe cap while starting to fuck her harder and deeper. Bella could feel every inch of him as he moved inside her, his thick cock stretching her pussy to its limits. She could feel her pussy getting wetter with each thrust, her juices dripping down his shaft as he fucked her.
"Fuck, Daddy," Bella moaned, her hands gripping the edge of the seat as she tried to hold back her screams. "You're so big."
Mr. Smith chuckled, his eyes locked onto hers as he continued to lick her shoe. "You like it, don't you? You like having your father's big cock inside your tight little cunt."
Bella could only nod, her body writhing with pleasure as he continued to fuck her.
She could feel every inch of him, the way his thick cock stretched her wide open, filling her completely. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the van, the smell of sex and sweat hanging heavy in the air.
"Fuck, you feel so good," Mr. Smith growled, his hips moving faster and harder. "Your pussy is milking my cock, you little slut." She could feel Mr. Smith's cock swelling inside her, his breathing growing ragged as he neared his own release.
"Beg for your dad's cum!" He ordered.
"Tell me how much you want your daddy's cum inside your tight little cunt." Bella's face flushed with humiliation and arousal, but she knew he wouldn't stop until she complied. "Please, Daddy," she whimpered, her voice barely audible. "I want your cum inside me. I want to feel you filling me up." Mr. Smith smirked, his hips moving faster and harder as he fucked her. "Louder, babygirl.
I want to hear you beg for your daddy's cum," Mr. Smith demanded, his voice harsh and commanding.
Bella bit her lip, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment, but she knew better than to disobey him. "Please, Daddy," she said, her voice louder this time. I want to feel you filling me up. I want to be your little slut, Daddy. I want you to fuck me hard and fill me with your hot cum."
Mr. Smith groaned at her words, his hips slamming into hers with renewed vigor. "Fuck, babygirl, you're such a dirty little whore.
You love having your daddy's cock inside you, don't you?" Mr. Smith growled, his hips slamming into hers with each word. She could feel every inch of him, his thick cock stretching her wide open as he pounded into her.
"Say it, you little slut. Tell me how much you love your dad's cock," he demanded, his voice harsh and commanding. "I love your cock, Dad," she moaned, her voice shaking with pleasure.
"I love having it inside me. I want you to fill me up with your cum."
Mr. Smith groaned, his hips moving faster and harder as he fucked her. "That's my good girl," he said, his voice laced with lust. "You're such a dirty little slut, aren't you?"
Bella nodded, her body writhing with pleasure as he continued to fuck her. "Yes, Daddy," she whimpered.
Mr. Smith smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust as he looked down at her. "You know what I want to hear next, don't you?"
Bella bit her lip, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
She knew what he wanted to hear, but she couldn't bring herself to say it. It was too dirty, too wrong.
"Say it," Mr. Smith demanded, his voice harsh and commanding. "Say you're my little slut, and you want me to fill you with my cum."
Bella hesitated, her body tensing as she tried to hold back the words. But Mr. Smith wasn't having it. He grabbed her by the throat, his fingers squeezing tightly as he slammed into her, his cock hitting that sweet spot deep inside her.
"Say it, you little whore," he growled, his eyes locked onto hers.
Bella gasped, her body convulsing as pleasure shot through her.
"I'm your little slut, Daddy," she whimpered, her voice barely audible. "I want you to fill me with your cum."
Mr. Smith groaned, his hips slamming into hers with renewed vigor. "You're such a dirty little whore."
Bella could feel him swelling inside her, his cock throbbing as he neared his own release. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her as she felt her own orgasm building.
"Fuck, Dad," she moaned, her voice shaking with pleasure. "I'm gonna come.
I'm gonna fill your tight little cunt with my hot cum," Mr. Smith growled, his hips slamming into hers with each word. Bella could feel his cock throbbing inside her, the head swelling as he neared his release.
"Please, Daddy," she begged, her voice shaking with need. "Come inside me. Fill me up with your cum." "You want my cum, you little slut? You want me to fill you up with my hot seed?"
"Yes, Daddy," Bella moaned, her body writhing with pleasure as he continued to pound into her. "Please, fill me up.
I want to feel you come inside me," Bella pleaded, her voice desperate and breathless. Mr. Smith growled in response, his grip on her throat tightening as he slammed into her with renewed force.
"Fuck, you're the hottest daughter I've ever had," he grunted, his eyes locked onto hers as he pounded into her.
Bella could feel every inch of him as he moved inside her, his thick cock stretching her wide open, reaching almost behind the entrance of her uterus.
She could feel the heat building inside her, her pussy throbbing with need as he continued to pound into her.
"Fuck, Daddy," she moaned, her voice shaking with pleasure. "You're so deep inside me."
Mr. Smith chuckled, his eyes gleaming with lust as he looked down at her. You like having your father's cock deep inside your tight little cunt." She could feel every ridge and vein of his cock, the way it stretched her wide open as he moved inside her.
He was so deep, she could feel him in her stomach, his thick cock hitting that spot deep inside her that made her see stars.
"Fuck, Daddy," she moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders as she held on for dear life. "You're so fucking big."
Mr. Smith smirked, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he fucked her. "You like that, don't you, you little slut? You like having your father's big cock inside you." She could feel her pussy getting wetter with each thrust, her juices dripping down his shaft as he moved inside her.
Mr. Smith's breathing grew ragged as he neared his own release. "Fuck, babygirl," he grunted, his hips slamming into hers. "You feel so fucking good. I can't hold back much longer."
Bella could feel him swelling inside her, his cock throbbing as he neared his climax. She wrapped her legs tighter around him, pulling him deeper inside her. "Come inside me, Daddy," she moaned, her voice breathless and desperate.
"I want to feel you fill me up."
Mr. Smith groaned, his grip on her throat tightening as he slammed into her with all his might.
"Yes, Daddy," Bella whimpered, her eyes locked onto his as she felt her own orgasm building. I want to feel you come inside me."
Mr. Smith let out a primal growl, his hips moving faster and harder as he pounded into her. "Yes babygirl, I'm gonna get you pregnant now," he grunted, his voice laced with lust.
"I'm gonna fill your tight little cunt with my hot cum and breed you like the little slut you are." Bella's eyes widened in shock, but before she could protest, Mr. Smith slammed into her with all his might, his cock throbbing as he came deep inside her.
"Fuck, Daddy!" Bella cried out, her body convulsing as she felt his hot cum filling her up. "You're breeding me! You're getting me pregnant!" Mr. Smith chuckled, his hips still moving in slow thrusts as he emptied himself inside her. "That's right, babygirl. Your daddy's filling you up with his seed. Say how much you love it !" Mr. Smith demanded, his voice harsh and commanding. "I love it, Daddy," Bella moaned, her body writhing with pleasure as he continued to fuck her. "I love feeling your hot cum inside me. I love being your little slut." Mr. Smith smirked, his hips moving in slow, steady thrusts as he filled her up. "You're such a dirty little whore," he said, his voice laced with lust. "You love having your father's cum inside you, don't you?" Bella nodded, her body convulsing with pleasure as he continued to move inside her. "I love it.
I love being your little slut, Daddy," Bella whimpered, her body still convulsing with pleasure as Mr. Smith slowly pulled out of her. She could feel his cum leaking out of her pussy, dripping down her thighs and onto the seat of the van.
Mr. Smith looked down at the mess between her legs, a satisfied smirk on his face. "Look at that, babygirl," he said, running a finger through the mixture of her juices and his cum. "You're a fucking mess. My little slut's pussy is dripping with my cum."
Bella blushed at his words, but she couldn't deny the thrill she felt at being called his slut.
She reached down and touched herself, her fingers coated with their combined juices. "I'm your little slut, Daddy," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Mr. Smith's eyes darkened with lust as he watched her touch herself. "That's my good girl," he said, his voice low and husky. "Now, let's get you cleaned up."
He grabbed a handful of tissues from the glove compartment and handed them to Bella. She took them and cleaned herself up, her fingers trembling slightly as she wiped away the evidence of their encounter.
Mr. Smith watched her, his eyes never leaving her body.
"You're so fucking beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I can't get enough of you."
Bella blushed at his words, but she couldn't deny the heat that was building between her legs again. She reached out and touched his chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath his shirt. "You're not so bad yourself," she said, a small smile playing on her lips.
Mr. Smith chuckled, capturing her hand and bringing it to his mouth. He kissed her fingers one by one before sucking on them, his eyes locked onto hers. "You know what I want to do to you right now?" he asked, his voice low and husky.
"I want to fuck you again, babygirl. I want to feel that tight little cunt of yours milking my cock for every last drop of cum."
Bella's breath hitched in her throat as she looked up at him, her eyes wide with surprise and desire. "Again?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "Already?"
Mr. Smith chuckled, his hand moving to her thigh and squeezing it tightly. "You're insatiable, aren't you? Always ready for more."
He leaned down and captured her mouth in a rough, passionate kiss, his tongue pushing past her lips and exploring her mouth.
"You taste fucking delicious, babygirl," he said, his voice laced with lust.
Bella bit her lip, her body already aching for more. "I want you inside me, Daddy," she whispered, her voice shaking with need. "You're a greedy little slut, aren't you?
Always wanting more of your daddy's cock," Mr. Smith said, a smirk playing on his lips as he looked down at Bella. She could feel her pussy throbbing with need, her body already aching for more of him.
"Yes, Daddy," she whimpered, her hands reaching for his belt. "I want more. I want you to fuck me again."
Mr. Smith chuckled, his eyes gleaming with lust as he watched her grabbing his cock, already hard and ready for more. Bella licked her lips, her eyes locked onto his thick shaft as she wrapped her hand around it.
She could feel the heat radiating from his cock, the veins pulsing beneath her touch. She stroked him slowly, her thumb rubbing over the head of his cock, spreading the pre-cum that had gathered there.
"Fuck, that feels good," Mr. Smith groaned, his hips bucking slightly as she touched him. "But I want to feel that tight little cunt of yours wrapped around my cock again."
Bella bit her lip, her pussy throbbing with need as she listened to his words. She loved the way he talked to her, the way he made her feel like his dirty little slut.
She loved the way he made her feel used and dirty, like she was nothing more than a fucktoy for him to use and discard.
"Fuck, Daddy," she moaned, her voice shaking with need as she continued to stroke him. "I want you inside me again.
Mr. Smith chuckled, his eyes locked onto hers as he watched her touch him. "You love having your daddy's cock inside you, don't you?"
Bella nodded, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment and arousal. "Yes, Daddy," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
"I love having your cock inside me."
Mr. Smith smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust as he watched her touch him. "You're such a dirty little slut," he said, his voice low and husky. "Always wanting more of your daddy's cock." She loved the way he talked to her, the way he made her feel like his dirty little slut. "I need you inside me again." Bella's voice was barely above a whisper, but it was filled with such desperation that Mr. Smith felt his cock throb in response.
He grabbed her by the waist and flipped her over onto her stomach, pushing her up onto her knees. Bella gasped, her hands grasping the seat in front of her for support.
"Dad, what are you doing?" she asked, her voice shaking with anticipation.
Mr. Smith chuckled, his hands gripping her hips as he positioned himself behind her. "I'm going to fuck you like the little slut daughter you are," he said, his voice low and husky.
He pushed her legs wider apart, exposing her pussy to the cool air of the van. Bella could feel the head of his cock pressing against her entrance, and she pushed back against him, eager to feel him inside her again.
"Fuck, you're so wet," Mr. Smith groaned, pushing the head of his cock inside her. "Your pussy is dripping for me, you little slut."
Bella moaned in response, pushing back against him as he slowly slid inside her. She could feel every inch of him, stretching her wide open as he filled her up.
Mr. Smith chuckled, his hands gripping her hips as he began to move inside her.
"You're so tight, babygirl," he groaned, his hips moving in slow, steady thrusts. "Your pussy is like a fucking vice around my cock."
Bella moaned in response, her body writhing with pleasure as he moved inside her. She could feel every inch of him, the way his thick cock stretched her wide open as he moved inside her.
"Fuck, Daddy," she moaned, her hands gripping the seat in front of her for support.
Mr. Smith smirked, his eyes locked onto hers as he watched her take his cock.
"This is still too big, please hurry up and cum fast, I can't take it much longer" Bella begged him.
Mr. Smith chuckled and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head back roughly.
"Shut up and take it like a good little slut," he growled in her ear before slamming into her with all his might.
Bella cried out in pain and pleasure as he filled her completely. She could feel every inch of him, his thick cock stretching her pussy to its limits.
"Fuck, Daddy," she moaned, her body convulsing with each thrust.
Mr. Smith groaned, his hips moving faster and harder as he pounded into her. "You love it, don't you?
You love having your daddy's cock inside you," Mr. Smith growled, his voice harsh and commanding as he continued to pound into her.
Bella could only nod, her body writhing with pleasure as he moved inside her.
"Yes, Daddy," she whimpered, her voice shaking with need.
Mr. Smith chuckled, his hips moving faster and harder as he fucked her. "You're such a dirty little slut," he said, his voice laced with lust. "You love having your father's cock inside you, don't you?"
Bella nodded, her body convulsing with pleasure as he continued to pound into her. "Yes, Daddy," she moaned, her voice breathless and desperate.
"I love having your cock inside me.
Mr. Smith growled in response, his grip on her hair tightening as he slammed into her with renewed force. "You're such a fucking whore," he grunted, his hips moving faster and harder as he pounded into her. "You love taking your father's cock like a good little slut. You're so much tighter than your mom and so much sexier. Your tits are perfect and your ass is so fucking firm and round. I can't wait to breed you again." Mr. Smith's words sent shivers down Bella's spine, and she could feel her pussy throbbing with need.
She pushed back against him, eager to feel him deeper inside her.
Mr. Smith chuckled, his hands gripping her hips as he pulled out of her slowly. Bella whimpered in protest, but Mr. Smith just smirked and flipped her over onto her back. He pushed her legs apart and positioned himself between them.
Bella could feel the head of his cock pressing against her entrance, and she squirmed with anticipation. "I need you inside me." "You're such a greedy little slut," he said, his voice low and husky.
He pushed the head of his cock inside her, stretching her wide open as he filled her up. Bella moaned in response, her hands gripping the seat in front of her for support.
"Who are you ?" he asked.
"Your Daughter?"
"Yes fucking right ! You're my slutty, cock hungry daughter, begging her dad to impregnate her." Mr. Smith's eyes gleamed with lust as he pushed deeper inside Bella's tight pussy. "You want my cum inside you, don't you? You want me to fill you up and make you my little cum dumpster?" Bella whimpered in response, her body writhing with pleasure as he moved inside her. "Yes, Daddy," she moaned, her voice shaking with need. I want you to breed me like your little slut daughter." Mr. Smith chuckled, his hips moving faster and harder as he pounded into her. "You're such a dirty little whore," he growled, his voice laced with lust.
Bella nodded, her body convulsing with pleasure as he moved inside her.
"Fuck, Daddy," she moaned, her voice shaking with need.
Bella bit her lip, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment and arousal.
Mr. Smith chuckled, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he fucked her.
"Does my daughter's pussy like my cock?" Mr. Smith asked, his voice low and husky as he continued to pound into Bella.
"Yes, Daddy," Bella moaned, her body writhing with pleasure as he moved inside her. "I love your cock. It's so big and thick. It fills me up so perfectly."
Mr. Smith chuckled, his eyes gleaming with lust as he looked down at Bella. "Always wanting your daddy's cock inside you." "I can't help it, Daddy," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I need you inside me.
I need you to fuck me hard, Daddy," Bella begged, her voice shaking with desperation. Mr. Smith smirked, his hips moving faster and harder as he pounded into her. "You want it rough, babygirl? You want your daddy to fuck you like the little slut you are?" Bella nodded, her body writhing with pleasure as he moved inside her. "I want you to fuck me hard. I want you to use me like your little fucktoy." Mr. Smith growled in response, his grip on her hips tightening as he slammed into her with renewed force.
"You love taking your father's cock like a good little slut, don't you?"
Bella could only nod, her body convulsing with pleasure as he continued to fuck her hard and deep. She could feel every inch of him, his thick cock stretching her pussy wide open as he moved inside her. "You're so deep inside me. I can feel you in my stomach." Mr. Smith grunted in response, his hips slamming into hers with each word. You like having your father's big cock deep in your belly." Bella could only moan in response, her body writhing with pleasure as he continued to pound into her. "You're so fucking big.
You're splitting me in half," Bella whimpered, her nails digging into Mr. Smith's back as he continued to pound into her. You were made for your daddy's cock." She could feel every ridge and vein of his cock, the way it stretched her wide open as he filled her up.
Mr. Smith reached down and grabbed her tits, squeezing them roughly as he continued to fuck her.
Bella moaned in response, her back arching as she pushed her chest out towards him.
"You like that, don't you?" he growled, his voice low and husky. "You like having your daddy's hands on your tits."
Bella nodded, her breath coming in short gasps as he continued to squeeze and knead her flesh. "Yes, Daddy," she moaned. "I love it." Mr. Smith's eyes flashed with lust, and he leaned down to capture one of Bella's nipples in his mouth, sucking hard and biting down gently. Bella cried out, her body arching towards him as pleasure shot through her.
"Fuck, Daddy," she moaned, her hands gripping his hair and holding him to her chest.
Mr. Smith chuckled, his tongue flicking over her nipple before he moved to the other one, giving it the same treatment. Bella could feel her pussy throbbing with need, her juices dripping down her thighs as he continued to tease her.
"Fuck, Daddy," she moaned, her voice shaking with desperation. "I need you to fuck me hard. I need you to fill me up with your cum."
Mr. Smith growled in response, his hips moving faster and harder as he pounded into her. "You want your daddy to breed you, don't you, you little slut?" "I want you to fill me up with your cum. I want to feel it dripping out of me." "You're such a dirty little whore," he said, his voice low and husky.
"I love your cock inside me. "You're such a greedy little slut," he growled, his voice laced with lust. "You can't get enough of your daddy's cock, can you?" Bella shook her head, her eyes locked onto his as she took every inch of him.
"Yes, Daddy. I want you to fuck me hard. I want you to use me. I want you to shoot your seed into my fertile womb."
"You want to get pregnant from your father?"
Mr. Smith asked, his voice low and husky as he continued to pound into Bella. "You want my cum filling your belly?"
Bella nodded, her eyes locked onto his as she took every inch of him. "Yes, Daddy," she moaned, her voice shaking with desperation. "I want you to breed me. I want to feel your hot cum inside me." Mr. Smith's eyes flashed with lust, and he grabbed Bella by the thighs, pulling her closer to him and tilting her hips up. He pushed his big throbbing cock as deep inside her as he could. At the end, he felt a tight little ring stretched around the tip of his dick. It was the holy Grail for him : the entrance to Bella's uterus. The place he wanted all of his cum to go. He could feel the heat radiating from her core, the tightness of her cervix beckoning him to spill his seed inside her.
"Fuck, Daddy," Bella moaned, her voice laced with desperation. "I want it. I want your cum inside me." "You're such a dirty little slut," he grunted, his voice harsh and commanding. "You want your daddy to breed you like a little whore?" Mr. Smith growled, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he fucked Bella hard and deep.
"Yes, Daddy," Bella moaned, her body writhing with pleasure as she took every inch of him. "I want you to fill me up with your hot cum. "I love it, Daddy," she whimpered.
"I love feeling your big cock stretching me open, filling me up completely. I want you to come inside me, Daddy. I want to feel your hot cum shooting deep into my pussy."
Mr. Smith's eyes flashed with lust, and he reached down to grab Bella's tits, squeezing them roughly as he continued to pound into her. "You're such a filthy little slut," he growled.
"You want your daddy's cum inside you, don't you?"
Bella nodded, her breath coming in short gasps as he continued to fuck her hard and deep. I want it so bad." "You want me to fill you up, babygirl? You want me to breed you like the little slut you are?" "I want you to fill me up.
I want you to breed me, Daddy," Bella whimpered, her voice laced with desperation as she looked up at Mr. Smith. He could see the hunger in her eyes, the need for him to take her completely and make her his.
Mr. Smith smirked, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he fucked Bella hard and deep. "You're such a greedy little slut," he growled, his voice harsh and commanding.
Bella nodded, her body writhing with pleasure as she took every inch of him. "I want it all.
I want you to fill me up completely," Bella moaned, her voice shaking with need. "You want me to fuck you until I'm dry, babygirl? Until I've filled you up so much that it's dripping out of you?" "Yes, Daddy," she whispered. "I want you to fuck me until you can't fuck me anymore." "You're such a greedy little slut," he said, his voice laced with lust.
"You want me to breed you like the little slut you are?" "I want you to fill me up, Daddy," Bella moaned, her voice shaking with desperation.
"I want you to breed me like your little slut daughter." "You're such a filthy little slut," he growled, his voice harsh and commanding. "I want it so bad." He could feel her pussy clenching around him, her body writhing with need as he moved inside her. "I want you to come inside me. I want to feel your hot cum filling me up."
"Say how much you want me to fuck a baby in your belly." He ordered.
"I want you to feel my cum deep in your womb. I want you to carry my baby."
Bella's eyes widened at the thought of being pregnant with Mr. Smith's child. The idea both terrified and excited her. She nodded eagerly, her body writhing beneath him as she took every inch of his cock.
"Fuck me like you mean it, Daddy," she begged, her voice shaking with need. "Fill me up with your cum."
Mr. Smith smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust as he looked down at Bella. "You want it rough, babygirl?" he growled, his hips moving faster and harder as he pounded into her.
"You want me to fuck you like the little slut you are?"
Bella nodded eagerly, her body writhing with pleasure as she took every inch of him.
Mr. Smith chuckled darkly, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he slammed into her with renewed force. "You're such a dirty little whore," he grunted, his voice harsh and commanding.
"You want your daddy to fuck you hard and fill you up with his cum, don't you?"
Bella bit her lip, her eyes locked onto his as she nodded eagerly. "Say it!" He commanded.
"I want you to fuck me like you mean it, Daddy," she begged, her voice shaking with need. "I want you to impregnate me!" Bella cried out, her voice filled with desperation and lust. "I want to feel your hot cum filling my womb!"
Mr. Smith's eyes flashed with lust, and he grabbed Bella by the hips, lifting her up and slamming her down onto his cock with a force that made her cry out in pleasure and pain. He repeated the motion, slamming her down onto his cock over and over again, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he fucked her hard and deep.
"You're so tight, babygirl," he grunted, his voice harsh and commanding.
She could feel every inch of him, the way his thick cock stretched her wide open as he filled her up.
"Fuck, Daddy," she whimpered, her voice shaking with need. "I need more. I need you to fuck me harder."
Mr. Smith chuckled darkly, his eyes gleaming with lust as he looked down at Bella.
"You want more? You want your daddy to fuck you harder?"
Bella nodded eagerly, her body writhing beneath him as she took every inch of his cock. "I want you to fuck me harder.
Mr. Smith smirked, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he slammed into her with renewed force.
"keep talking to your dad, tell my what my slut daughter wants me to do with her !" Mr. Smith ordered, his voice low and commanding as he continued to pound into Bella.
"Fuck me harder, Daddy," Bella begged, her voice shaking with need. "I want you to use me like your little fucktoy. I want you to make me scream." "You want me to make you scream, babygirl?"
"Yes, Daddy," Bella moaned, her body writhing beneath him as she took every inch of his cock.
"I want you to make me scream. I want you to make me feel like your little slut daughter." "You want to be used like a fucktoy, babygirl? You want your daddy to treat you like the dirty little whore you are?"
Bella nodded eagerly, her breath coming in short gasps as she looked up at him. "I want you to use me. I want you to make me feel like your little slut daughter."
Mr. Smith smirked, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he continued to pound into her.
"No, Daddy," she whimpered. "I can't get enough. I need more." "You want more, babygirl?
You want your daddy to give it to you harder?" Mr. Smith growled, his voice laced with lust as he continued to pound into Bella.
Bella could only nod, her body writhing with pleasure as she took every inch of him.
Mr. Smith smirked, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he slammed into her with renewed force. "You want it rough, don't you, you little slut?" he said, his voice low and husky.
"Alright now, get ready for my cum ! Beg me to breed you, my slut daughter!"
Mr. Smith growled, his hips slamming into Bella with such force that she could feel every inch of him deep inside her. Bella cried out, her body writhing with pleasure and pain. "Please, fuck me harder! I need you to breed me!"
Mr. Smith smirked, his grip on her hips tightening as he picked up the pace. You want me to fill you up?"
"God yes, Daddy!" Bella moaned, her tits bouncing with each thrust.
"I need it, Daddy! I need your cum inside me!" she begged, her voice shaking with desperation.
Mr. Smith's eyes gleamed with lust, and he reached down to grab Bella's tits, squeezing them roughly as he continued to pound into her. "I'm your slut, Daddy," she moaned.
Mr. Smith chuckled darkly, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he fucked Bella hard and deep.
"You're my slut, aren't you, babygirl?" he growled, his voice harsh and commanding. "You're my little fucktoy, here to take my cock and my cum." "I'm your slut. I'm here to take your cock and your cum." "That's right, babygirl," he said, his voice low and husky. "You're here to take it all.
Every last drop of my cum," Mr. Smith said, his voice laced with lust as he continued to pound into Bella. "You're going to be my little cum dumpster, aren't you, babygirl?" "I'm your cum dumpster. I want all of your cum inside me." "You're such a filthy little slut," Mr. Smith growled, his voice laced with lust as he continued to pound into Bella. "I want you to fill me up with your hot cum." Suddenly he started to kiss her. His tongue pushed into her mouth, exploring it, tasting it. Bella moaned into his mouth, her tongue dancing with his. She could taste herself on him, the sweet and salty flavor of her own juices. It only served to turn her on even more.
Mr. Smith's hands roamed her body, squeezing her tits, pinching her nipples, and grabbing her ass. He was rough, dominant, and exactly what Bella needed. She could feel her pussy throbbing with need, her juices dripping down her thighs.
"Fuck, Daddy," she moaned, breaking away from his kiss.
"I'm so close. I'm going to come soon." "Not yet, babygirl," he said, his voice low and commanding. "You don't come until I say so."
Bella whimpered, her body writhing with pleasure as she took every inch of him. "But I need to, Daddy," she begged, her voice shaking with desperation. "I need to come so bad."
Mr. Smith chuckled darkly, his eyes gleaming with lust as he looked down at her. "You'll come when I say so," he repeated, his voice harsh and commanding.
"And when you do, it's going to be because I've filled your pussy up with my cum."
Bella whimpered, her body writhing beneath him as she took every inch of his cock. She could feel her orgasm building, her pussy clenching around him as he moved inside her. "I can't wait any longer." Bella's voice was a desperate whimper, her body trembling with the effort of holding back her orgasm. "You can't wait to feel my cum inside you, can you?"
Bella shook her head, her breath coming in short gasps as she looked up at him. "No, Daddy," she moaned. "I need it so bad. Please, let me come."
Mr. Smith chuckled darkly, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he continued to pound into her.
"You want it that bad, babygirl? You want me to fill you up with my cum?"
Bella nodded eagerly, her body writhing with pleasure as she took every inch of his cock. "I want it so bad. I need it." "Beg for it, then," he commanded. "Beg me to fill you up with my cum."
Bella's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but the lust in her eyes was undeniable. "Please, Daddy," she begged, her voice shaking with desperation. "Please fill me up with your cum.
I need it so bad, Daddy. I need to feel it dripping out of me.
Mr. Smith's eyes flashed with lust, and he grabbed Bella's legs, pushing them back and spreading them wide. He leaned forward, his body pressing against hers as he began to pound into her with renewed force.
"Fuck, babygirl," he growled, his voice harsh and commanding. "You're such a dirty little slut. You love taking your father's cock, don't you?" She could feel his thick cock stretching her wide open, filling her up completely.
He started kissing her passionately again while placing his cock deep inside her womb.
"Fuck, Daddy," Bella moaned into his mouth, her body writhing beneath him as he filled her up completely. "I can feel every inch of you. You're so deep inside me."
Mr. Smith chuckled darkly, his tongue exploring her mouth as he continued to pound into her. "Your daddy's cock is filling you up completely. You're taking it all like a good little slut."
Bella whimpered, her body convulsing with pleasure as he moved inside her. She could feel her orgasm building, her pussy clenching around him as he fucked her hard and deep.
"You want to come, babygirl?" "Please, Daddy. I need to come. I need to feel your hot cum filling me up." "You want my cum inside you, babygirl?
You want me to fill you up and make you come?" Mr. Smith's voice was low and husky, his breath hot against Bella's ear as he whispered the words into her ear. I need to feel your hot cum inside me." "You want me to fuck you until I can't fuck you anymore, don't you, babygirl?
You want me to fill you up so much that you're dripping with my cum?" Mr. Smith growled, his voice low and commanding as he continued to pound into Bella.
Bella could only nod, her body writhing beneath him as she took every inch of his cock. I want you to fill me up completely."
"would you like me to breed you a boy or a girl?" He asked , his voice laced with lust as he continued to pound into Bella.
Bella's eyes widened at the thought, her body writhing with pleasure and shock. "I-I don't know, Daddy," she stammered, her voice shaking with need.
Mr. Smith smirked, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he fucked her hard and deep. "You want me to decide for you, don't you, babygirl?" "You decide." Bella's voice was barely a whisper, her body trembling with anticipation and fear of the unknown. Mr. Smith's eyes flashed with lust, and he leaned down to capture her mouth in a searing kiss. His tongue pushed into her mouth, exploring it, tasting it. He was really enjoying it and took a long time, playing with her tongue and making Bella call him Dad.
"Do you like kissing your dad ?"
He asked while still kissing her passionately.
"Yes, Daddy," Bella moaned into his mouth, her body writhing beneath him. "I love kissing you." "You're such a dirty little slut, kissing your daddy like that."
Bella could only moan in response, her body convulsing with pleasure as he moved inside her.
Mr. Smith growled, his voice low and commanding.
"Please, Daddy," Bella begged, her voice shaking with desperation. "Please let me come. "I want it so bad, Daddy.
I need it so bad," Bella whimpered, her voice shaking with desperation as she looked up at Mr. Smith. "You want my cum inside you, babygirl? You want to get pregnant by your father?" he growled, his voice low and commanding.
"You want me to fill you up with my cum and make you my little breeding slut?"
Bella's eyes widened at the crude language, but it only served to turn her on even more. She could feel her pussy throbbing with need, her juices dripping down her thighs as he continued to pound into her. I want to be your little breeding slut."
Mr. Smith smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust as he looked down at her. "You're such a filthy little whore," he said, his voice laced with lust.
"You love being your daddy's little fucktoy, don't you?" "Say it," he commanded. "Say you're your daddy's little fucktoy." Bella bit her lip, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment and desire. "I'm your little fucktoy, Daddy," she whispered, her voice shaking with need. "You're here to take my cock and my cum.
You're here to be bred by your daddy, aren't you, babygirl?" Mr. Smith growled, his voice harsh and commanding as he continued to pound into Bella. "I'm here to be bred by you." "You're going to take all of my cum.
Every last drop of it," Mr. Smith growled, his voice low and commanding as he continued to pound into Bella. "I'm your little cum dumpster. "You're such a filthy little slut," he said, his voice laced with lust.
"You're going to take all of my cum, aren't you, babygirl?" Bella nodded eagerly, her body writhing beneath him. I'm going to take all of it." "Good girl," he growled, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he fucked her hard and deep. "You're going to take it like a good little slut." Bella could feel her orgasm building, her pussy clenching around him as he moved inside her.
She was so close, she could taste it. She needed it. She needed him. I need it so bad."
"Yes, Daddy," Bella whimpered, her body writhing beneath him. "I need to come.
Mr. Smith chuckled darkly, his eyes gleaming with lust.
"Alright, take my seed! Beg for it like there's no tomorrow!" Mr. Smith ordered, his voice harsh and commanding as he continued to pound into Bella. Bella's eyes widened, but she knew what she wanted. She wanted him to fill her up completely. She wanted to feel his hot cum shooting deep into her womb. I need it so bad.
Please, Daddy, let me come," Bella begged, her voice shaking with desperation as she looked up at Mr. Smith. Her body was on fire, her pussy throbbing with need as he continued to pound into her.
Mr. Smith's eyes flashed with lust, and he reached down to grab Bella's tits, squeezing them roughly as he continued to fuck her hard and deep. "You want my cum inside you, babygirl?"
"Yes, Daddy," Bella moaned, her voice shaking with need.
"Beg for it," he commanded, his voice harsh and commanding.
Bella's breath hitched, her body writhing with pleasure and desperation. "Please, Daddy," she begged, her voice shaking. I need it so bad. I need to feel it inside me.
Mr. Smith's eyes flashed with lust, and he grabbed Bella's hips, lifting her up and slamming her down onto his cock with a force that made her cry out. "You're such a dirty little slut, don't stop talking!" he growled, his voice laced with lust. "You want me to fill you up with my hot cum, don't you, you little slut?" I need it inside me." "You want me to fuck you hard and fill you up, don't you, babygirl?"
"Yes, Daddy," Bella whimpered, her body convulsing with pleasure as he moved inside her.
.
Bella bit her lip, her eyes locked onto his as she nodded eagerly. "I want it so bad," she moaned, her voice shaking with need.
Mr. Smith smirked, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he continued to fuck her hard and deep.
"You're such a dirty little slut," he growled, his voice laced with lust. "You want me to fill you up with my cum, don't you?" "I want it so bad, Daddy," she moaned, her voice shaking with need. "I want you to fill me up completely." "You're going to take all of it, aren't you, babygirl?" he said, his voice low and commanding. "Every last drop of my cum." "I'm going to take it all." Mr. Smith chuckled darkly, his hips moving faster and harder as he fucked her.
"I'm going to take it all," Bella whimpered, her body convulsing with pleasure as he moved inside her.
Mr. Smith's eyes flashed with lust, and he groaned deeply, his cock throbbing as he released a massive load of his hot semen deep into Bella's womb. He filled her up completely, his cum dripping out of her and down her thighs as he continued to pump into her.
"Fuck, babygirl," he growled, his voice harsh and satisfied. "You took it all like a good little slut." Bella could only moan in response, her body trembling with the intensity of her own orgasm as she felt Mr. Smith's hot cum inside her.
She could feel it dripping out of her, down her thighs, and onto the seat of the van. She looked up at him, her eyes wide with shock and desire. "Now, lick my cock clean, babygirl," he ordered, his voice low and commanding.
Bella hesitated for a moment, her eyes wide with shock and embarrassment. But she knew better than to disobey him. She leaned down, her tongue tentatively touching the tip of his still-hard cock. She could taste herself and him, a mix of their juices, and it sent a shiver down her spine. She looked up at him, seeking approval, and he nodded, a smirk playing on his lips. "Good girl," he said, his voice laced with lust. "Now, clean it all up.
I want to see you lick every last drop off my cock," Mr. Smith ordered, his voice low and commanding as he gripped Bella's hair tightly, pulling her head back to look up at him. Bella's eyes widened at the sudden force, but she knew better than to disobey him. She leaned down, her tongue tentatively touching the tip of his still-hard cock, tasting the mix of their juices. She could feel his grip tightening in her hair, a reminder of his dominance. "Now, take it all in.
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