Makes me beg

"Beg for it." he growls at me.

Hearing him say this makes me practically explode from anticipation. I want his cock so bad, and I can feel my pussy quivering, waiting for him to shove his cock in me.

"Please," I quietly start. "Please fuck me."

I start to fidget, unable to move as much as I want to because of the handcuffs, but it only makes it hotter.

"I want your cock so bad!" I say, my raising my voice. "You can keep bullying my son, do whatever you want, just please fuck me!" I scream out.

His smile grows even larger.

"Oh really?" he says quietly, his deep voice giving my entire body goosebumps.

"Yes! I just want your cock! I don't care about anything else!" I say, completely genuine.

I keep looking at him in anticipation, every second feels like an eternity. Then, he rams his cock into me, sending me into a world of pleasure. I throw my head back from the pleasure, and I instinctively try to wrap my arms around him, only to be reminded of the handcuffs when they stop me.

John grabs my hips and lifts my lower half up, and begins to slam into me, each thrust making me moan louder.

"Good fucking girl." he growls.

I feel a warm sense of happiness spread through me when he calls me that, but they're pounded out by the pleasure from his cock. Finally, I realize just what I wanted. I wanted to be taken, used, dominated, whatever you want to call it. I wanted to be fucked by a man. Not my husband, a real man. A man who takes what he wants, and is irresistible. And that man is John. I don't even care about how he bullies my son anymore, because he isn't just some punk kid who's mean to my son, he's my lover. My hot, young, big dicked lover, who makes me feel like a woman. I've even caught myself thinking every now and then, that even if we get caught, I wouldn't mind. I wouldn't have to sneak around to fuck him. He can just take me whenever he wants. But for now, it might be for the best to keep it a secret.

My thoughts are interrupted by John hitting one of my more sensitive spots, making me yell out in pleasure.

"Daddy!" I moan out, not even aware of what I just said.

John starts to fuck me even faster, and I can tell that he likes it. I didn't even mean to say it, it just came out as if it were natural.

"Who am I?" he asks, moaning louder.

"You're daddy!" I scream out, my eyes almost rolling in the back of my head from the pleasure.

Suddenly, I feel the handcuffs loosen around my wrists, and I'm confused as to why he's taking them off.

"Bend over. Now." He growls at me.

I quickly bend over, sticking my ass high up in the air. Then. he grabs my arm and wraps the handcuff back around my wrist, doing so to my other wrist quickly. I now realize what he was planning.