Role with the play

"Call you...Daddy?" Vivian bashfully whispers, her muscles tensing in nervous excitement as she voices her naughty query. A sudden rush of blood pulses in your cock and you're fairly certain you've thickened by another half inch at her question. Fire runs in your veins and a wicked smile crosses your lips. Your muscles contract, your body weight shifts, and with a powerful thrust you plow your full length into Vivian once again.

For her part Vivian squeaks, her hands frantically gripping at your back while her legs quake around your hips. While she seems to be lost in trying to get a grip on reality you calmly lean down and with your mouth mere inches from Vivian's ears you ask in a husky whisper, "So what do you want from Daddy?"

A low moan echos from the back of Vivian's throat as her pussy ripples and squeezes around you, her walls clenching and spasming at your acceptance of her lustful request. At the same moment Vivian's arms and legs furiously contract around you, her limbs clenching tightly to you as she whimpers, "D-Daddy's cum!"

With all of the teasing, all of the warm up, all of the waiting; at last you feel that you've had more than enough of these games. The wolf in the dark corners of your mind snarls with agreement, the chase had been fun but now the meal truly begins. With a swift pull your length slides from Vivian's depths, an audible squishing barely heard over her sudden gasp of air. Just as quickly as you pull back you return, your hips slam yourself back into her, your weight and your strength pounding into the petite vixen with enough **** to drive through solid steel. In response Vivian squeals in appreciation, her entire body locking around you in passionate embrace, "Daddy!"

With the flood gates released you begin fucking Vivian like a man possessed, a feral beast let loose with one all consuming goal; to sow your seeds and breed this curvaceous and fertile woman. To this end your entire form bears down on Vivian's, your larger body easily covering hers as you frantically pound her into the cushions of the couch. For her part Vivian happily accepts your dominance, the entirety of her body open for your use and most importantly your seed.

Yet, while she is more than happy for her Daddy to take the reins she is by no means complacent to lie there and do nothing. As each of your strong and purposeful strokes hit home in her depths it is accompanied by a frantic and frenzied roll of her hips and hungry pull of her legs around you; her instincts **** to shove you deeper and grant your seed an even more advantageous point of release inside of her. Her arms, lithe and fair, seem to be granted supernatural strength as she holds you in an iron grip and claws and scratches at your back in frenzied passion.

Accompanying your frenzied bout of sex is Vivian's her squealing and screaming echoing out along side wheezing gasps of air and frantic pleas.

"Daddy! Daddy!"

"Fat Daddy cock!"

"Fuck me Daddy!"

"Breed me Daddy!"

As her words echo on in your ear you redouble your efforts; your hips pounding into Vivian harder and harder, her back digging into the couch with each thrust as you fill her over and over again with your engorged manhood. Eventually, even Vivian's frantic declarations of Daddy love is lost to her lust; her mouth agape and forming nothing but throaty gasps and half formed, unintelligible pledges to Daddy and his burly dick.

The world shrinks, your vision and perception condensing until all you can sense is yourself and Vivian, a wolf viciously devouring his meal. With your focus magnified to such a degree the sensations around you are almost too intense to bear. Every last inch of sweaty hot skin pressed against hers causes you to feel pleasure wash over you like a tidal wave of thunder. The touch of her soft, sweat slicked breasts crushed against your chest draws a primal hunger in you as you imagine them larger and swollen with milk. Nails feverishly rake at your back as you put your all into filling this vixen with every last inch of cock that you can, her now almost constantly spasming walls squeezing and twisting around you begging for more. The caress of her stomach, slim and smooth, pressed against your own drives visions of her swollen, gravid, and glowing from pregnancy.

All at once it begins to be too much, your balls begin boiling and your cock aches for release. You feel Vivian's walls tighten around you again, a sure sign of her own impending climax and with the last vestiges of your mind you growl out, "Daddy's cuming!"

Instantly Vivian's legs lock around you, your pussy clamping down with all of her orgasm fueled might as she screams to the heavens, "Fill your kitten Daddy! Impregnate me!"

The world washes in white as you spill over the brink, your cock buried deep in Vivian as you begin to pour spurt after spurt of fertile baby batter into her hungry womb. With her walls clenching, rubbing, and damn near milking your shaft you find it an easy task to drain yourself in this nymph; her own explosion of pleasure serving to draw out even more of your thick hot seed. Minutes, hours, days almost seem to pass as you fill Vivian with more and more of your sperm; a river of cum seeming to flow without end. Though with time the stream slows, trickles, and then eventually ends leaving you atop Vivian, both of your lungs panting in rhythm.

Despite your orgasms having come and gone you stay locked together, your form still bearing down over Vivian while she continues to shakily hold onto you. Your breaths come out in pants and gasps and the world still seems quite small, nothing but the two of you and the couch able to pierce the haze of afterglow and exhaustion. With a quiet but audible slop your deflating cock slips from Vivian's sheathe releasing a steady steam of white from her lips, her voice echoing out a disappointed whine as it does so. This causes Vivian's arms to release you and instead reach both of her hand between her legs, her fingers doing their best to stem the leak and keep as much of your seed inside of her as she can.

In short order your muscles begin to ache prompting you to gently move Vivian and allow you some space on the couch as well. When all if said in done the two of you are lying on the couch together, Vivian curled up against your chest as her hands remain tucked between her legs; still weakly trying to keep the torrent of seed you spilled inside her. Yet, as she curls up into you, you can see her eyes are half closed and her head has begun to loll. Her will to stay awake around you losing the fight against gravity and her own drained energy.

You wrap your arms around Vivian and hold her closely, her warmth comforting and soothing your mind as you too begin to drift off into the welcoming embrace of sleep. Your eyes close and your head leans into the couch, the cushions feeling like a regal pillow as you feel the full weight of the activity you just undertook. The world is dark and all that you can hear are the calm, even breaths of Vivian and yourself; a peaceful end to a wild and passionate act.

"I just realized something..." Vivian's voice echoes a sweet whisper from the darkness.

"What?" you respond, your hand subconsciously staring to stroke soothing along Vivian's skin.

"I never even asked your name," Vivian tiredly giggles, curling up closer against your broad chest.

"It's Matt," You chuckle, idly squeezing Vivian's slim and supple form in a sluggish hug.

"Mm...Matt?" Vivian's tone is slow and accompanied by a gentle yawn.

"Yeah?" You ask, your own yawn escaping your maw as you settle down further into the comfort of this beautiful woman.

"Thank you for choosing me," the voice whispers softly, a clear joy and hope echoing in the sleepy tone.

"Anytime," you smile as the last vestiges of the world fade away and you slip into quiet slumber.