His hands roamed up and down my thighs as I talked about my math quiz. He stood up long enough to pull his shorts off just enough to let out his cock. Like the rest of him, it was massive. It stood up, hard as a rock and slick with pre. Pushing it down, Daddy nudged it against the soft folds of my pussy, pushing through the tightly curled red hair that covered me. He gently slipped his cock between my pussy lips and started rocking his hips. His hands went back to my breasts and he kneaded me in time to his thrusts.
"Johnny, whose dating Megh-aah!" I moaned aloud, then swallowed hard and continued. "Dating Megh-aah! Meghan, said that she has the cutest new kit-ah, kitten. It's na-ah! Name is Tabby. Meh-ah! Meghan isn-nng! Isn't too cre-ah-ative! I hAHHd cream tURkey and pot-AHH potatoes." I struggled to talk coherently as his thrusts started getting stronger. His cock quickly grew wet as it soaked in the juices leaking from my sopping wet pussy. I tried to keep talking but eventually gave up as my vocabulary was obliterated by his thrusts and entirely replaced by moans, expletives, and the occasional cry of Daddy.
Abruptly, Daddy pulled back further then before and shifted his left hand to my hip. Reaching down, he adjusted the angle of his cock until the tip was pressed against the entrance to my pussy. Putting his hand on my hips, Daddy pressed me down into the bench and resumed thrusting. Without thinking, I spread my thighs further apart. My hands found his forearms and gripped him tightly. Daddy continued thrusting into me, harder with each sway of his hips. Wet, sucking noises grew louder and I moaned with every push. Then, one particularly hard shove forced his head inside of me and I shouted. Daddy didn't pause in his movements, but actually started pushing harder and harder, pushing his cock deeper and deeper into my pussy, breaking through my hymen in the fifth thrust. His cock was thick and long, filling my pussy so much, it was a painful stretch. When he was finally fully sheathed inside me, he stopped.
"Fuck, Daddy," I moaned, panting for breath. I felt completely full, stretched beyond belief around his thick cock. He had stopped moving and I tried to see that as a good thing, but couldn't. Despite not having wanted this, I wanted nothing more then for him to finish what he had started. But he refused to move and just sat there.
Taking his hands off my hips, Daddy leaned forward and dropped his head to my breasts, taking a nipple into his mouth and suckling at it. His hips started slowly thrusting into me again, each bump of his hips on mine ending with a swirl that ground my clit into his pelvis and made me moan.
He let go of my nipple and pressed his face into my throat, bracing one hand on the bench and wrapping his other arm around my waist to hold me against him. His hips began to slowly pick up speed, pressing his cock in and out of me faster and faster. The sound of our skin slapping together as his balls bounced lightly off my ass grew louder, as did my moans and curses.
"F-fuck m-me," I managed to fit between moans of pleasure. I was so overwhelmed by the erotic sensations of my Daddy's cock buried inside of me, being thrust in and out of my soaked pussy, I couldn't even remember why he was doing this. My Daddy was fucking me on his bench press in the basement and it felt so good.
Abruptly, he sat up and pushed me into the now wet faux-leather of the seat by the shoulders. He picked up speed as he watched my breasts bounce with the force of his thrusts. I began to feel a force building inside of me, like a poorly constructed tower that could fall down at any moment, but was still being built higher and higher. I grew louder and grabbed my Daddy by his forearms again, holding on for dear life as he pounded into me.
Suddenly, he lost his rhythm for a second and I felt a hot liquid spray into me, coating my insides. My Daddy had cum inside of me. My orgasm hit me like a truck and I screamed, my body jerking up and into Daddy as my pussy squeezed down onto his cock, not ready to let go until it had squeezed every last ounce of cum from him.
When it was over, I lay there panting for breath, my thick red hair tangled around my face and my breasts swollen and damp from Daddy's mouth. His cock was still buried inside of me and hadn't softened.
Suddenly, upstairs, we heard a door slam. Daddy quickly pulled out of me and yanked up his shorts. "Get dressed," he hissed at me. I rolled off the bench and quickly gathered up my clothes and put them on, finger combing my hair into some semblance of order as Daddy went upstairs. He paused on his way and turned to face me. "You tell no one about this." I nodded and he continued on upstairs. I waited a minute or two before following. I found Daddy in the kitchen kissing a beautiful woman with the same red hair and blue eyes as me.
"Hi, Mama."
