Chapter Seven
I tossed and turned in bed. I probably did fall asleep but not for long. I kept waking up at night and each time I did I had something even more fucked up in my head than the last. My mind kept wandering back to Giovanni - to daddy - and the way he looked that night.
My mind kept going back to the way his body was jam-packed with those well-toned muscles, the way his skin was just tanned in exactly the right way or how his freaking cock stood so strong against the fabric of his pants. I kept on pondering what it would feel like to actually hold his dick… what did it feel like to have it pound into me, between my legs and into my pussy or into my mouth?
Fuck this was insane. What the fuck was I doing? What the hell was I thinking? It was getting me wet and when I reached down and slid my fingers underneath my panties I felt so moist and warm down there it was making me lose my mind.
“Aah…” someone moaned.
What the hell? It seemed to come from the room adjacent to mine. I thought no one slept there? Richard stayed downstairs and daddy’s room was at the end of the hall.
“Ah, ah, ah,” it continued on. It sounded like a woman getting fucked.
I slowly got out of bed, fixed my hair a little, then crept out of the bedroom. I made sure that the door wouldn’t creak and I tried my best to walk as silently as I could into the hallway. The moans were definitely coming from the other bedroom.
To my surprise, the door was slightly left open.
“You like it, bitch?” I heard someone ask. It sounded like daddy. Was he… was he fucking someone in there?
I slowly crept closer and I peeked into the bedroom. There was a single bedside lamp turned on and while faint it did give me enough light to see what was going on.
It was Giovanni and there was that girl from earlier, when we first arrived. She was on the bed, kneeling on all fours but her head was down and her ass was raised so high it must have been a little uncomfortable. Daddy was right behind her and he was pounding his cock into her like a jackhammer, going in and out so deep and fast it was no wonder she was moaning so loudly.
She looked less wasted but the expression on her face was something I had never really come across before. She looked elated, almost as if she was high on something. Her eyes were wide open and she kept her mouth gaping. She was drooling as she kept her head down on the bed. From time to time she would even move her body in tandem to his rhythm, letting him plow into her with ease.
Oh my God, she’s loving this. He was fucking her like she was nothing but a piece of meat, like a whore, but I could tell from the way she moaned, moved and the expression on her face that she loved every single fucking minute of it.
I then realized my hand was deep down between my legs and I had been massaging my pussy all this time. I was turned on too… I slid my hand underneath my panties and began to slide my finger through the folds of my pussy, careful not to thrust it in and break my hymen.
“Mmph,” I mumbled a moan by biting down on my lip. I didn’t want them to see me!
I couldn’t stop playing with myself, however, and I just continued to rub my pussy so vigorously as I watched daddy slam his cock into the girl. He didn’t stop or slow down, even when I saw her eyes roll white as she lost her mind to an orgasm.
I watched as daddy grabbed her hair and yanked, forcing her head up and her mouth to gape open wide. She began to moan even louder as he plowed into her this way and every now and then he would smack her ass with his open palm.
Fuck… I didn’t know what to make of what was happening right before my eyes but I did know I couldn’t pull my attention away from it. My gaze was glued to the scene unfolding in front of me. As I did I felt my pussy begin to moisten and I knew I was starting to enjoy this a little more than I should.
It took another five minutes before things slowed down.
At that point he withdrew his cock and yanked the girl closer to him. Instinctively she opened her mouth wide open and waited as daddy grabbed her head and shoved his cock into her mouth. He continued on this way, fucking her mouth and throat like it was just another pussy for him to wreck. I could tell she was having a little difficulty but the girl didn’t complain and when he occasionally withdrew his cock she would take that half-second opportunity to catch her breath and prepare for the next round of thrusts.
While daddy pounded his cock in and out of her throat, sliding it in as deep and as fast as he could, I watched as the girl reached down and began to finger her pussy. Even with him slamming violently into her mouth she was still so turned on that she just had to play with herself. She just had to rub her pussy until she could cum all over again.
Daddy’s face was riddled with this expression of delight and pure elevation. It looked like he was in some kind of nirvana or something. However, when I looked a little longer it also seemed as if there was a tint of pure authority and dominance on his face as well. He owned her and she knew it… no, she loved it.
Suddenly his thrusts became rapid, short jerks and without warning daddy spilled his cum into her mouth and all over her face, neck and chest. The girl reveled in it, enjoyed it and even licked as much as she could off his dick.
“T-thank you, daddy,” the girl told him as she swallowed.
“Good bitch,” he said as she slapped her face. He then grabbed his cock and used it to slap her face a couple of times. “Go to sleep. Tomorrow you will go to Demetri. You better serve him well or I will be humiliated.”
“I p-promise daddy,” she answered.
Oh fuck, he’s going this way. I hurriedly rushed out of the doorway and back to my room, staying as quiet as I could. As soon as I shut the door behind me and collapsed back on the bed I let out a sigh of relief and spent the rest of the night fantasizing about Giovanni. All I could really see in my mind was being the girl on that bed, having him fuck me like there was no tomorrow.