Your going to be late for dinner

The desire you saw in those eyes was impossible to walk away from. Without a word, you reached down, grabbing the gear shift, and threw the car into park before turning off the engine.

Opening the car door, you both get out in the late afternoon sun. Two young boys, who were obviously twins, were playing in their front yard.

One of them looked and called out, "Hey Dallas."

Turning to look, Dallas flashed them a smile, calling back. "Hey Timmy, hey Tommy."

The young boy then points at you questioningly. "Who's that?"

Dallas gave you a side eye, replying, "He's a friend who gave me a ride home."

A frisson of unease worked its way through you. Silently you cursed your own stupidity. You should have parked down the street, and now your presence had been noted.

"Don't worry Daddy," Dallas assured you in a low tone. "Timmy and Tommy will have forgotten all about us in five minutes."

You nod, hoping she's right, as you follow her up the walkway to her front door.

"Was this your plan all along, baby girl?" you ask, as she pulled out her house keys.

Glancing at the sack you were holding, she purred, "Mmmmaayyyyybe."

Disengaging the deadbolt, Dallas put away her keys and pushed open the door.

Dallas entered her home, with you following swiftly behind. Clearing the door, you reach out with your free hand, grabbing her by the blouse. At the same time you kick the open door shut.

SLAM

Dallas gasps, her purse clattering to the floor, as you jerk her backward.

Letting go of the fabric, your arm circles around her shoulder, and you hold her by the throat.

"You wanted to be collared, little girl?" you growl into her ear. "Then strip. Then the only clothes you're wearing tonight, slut, are this tiny bit of leather.

Dallas shivered as she worked to swallow against the pressure of your hand. She then thrust her hips back into the iron rod in your pants, hotly rasping, "Gladly, Daddy."

Letting go of her throat, you push her forward with a grunt. Dallas stumbles several steps, catching herself on the couch. Spinning around to face you, Dallas's fingers went to the buttons on her blouse. Eyes flaming, she started at the top, working her way down.

"Is this what you want, Daddy?" She purred as her cinnamon-colored skin was revealed for your visual enjoyment.

The blouse gaped more and more until it gaped far enough to reveal the bra Dallas was wearing.

"Stop." You growled at spying the offensive garment.

Her fingers instantly freeze at your command. "What?" she gasps as you stalk up to her.

Reaching out, you brush her hands aside. Using your fingers, you widen the gap in her blouse, fully revealing the cream-colored lace demi-bra she was wearing.

"Hope this isn't a favorite blouse," you perfunctorily ask. Dallas jerks expelling a shaky breath as buttons fly as you rip open the blouse. Growling in satisfaction, you then tear apart the elastic straps and rend apart her bra. You smile as the violence of action causes the bells attached to Dallas's swollen nipples to clap.

"Much better," you growl as you jiggle her now bared breasts.

Dallas shrugged her shoulders, letting the bra and blouse slide to the floor. "You just want to keep me naked, Daddy." She purred in accusation.

You smiled, not bothering to deny her claim. She belongs to you; if you want her nude 24/7, then she will be.

Dallas flashed you a smile as she spun around, showing you the line of her back. Quickly the teen attacked the buttons on her jeans, expertly unbuttoning the snaps.

Pants loosened, she hooked her fingers into her waistband and bent over, shoving her jeans and panties down her legs in one go.

"Is this how you want me, Papi?" she hotly panted as her thick Latina ass was put on full display.

Those globes were like a red flag being waved in front of an angry bull. Your cock pulsed as you instantly made a decision; you were going to take her from behind like you had on your front lawn.

Dallas's moan was matched by your grunt as you stepped forward, jamming your cloth-imprisoned cock in between her thick buns.

Dallas straightened, and you wrapped your left arm around her waist, locking her against you. Breathing in her scent, you nip the nape of her neck, causing the teen to shudder and shake.

"Please, Papi, collar me and make me your slut forever." She croaked in need.

"Hold your hair up, baby girl," you gruffly order as you let go of her waist and step back a step.

You unbuckle the pink leather collar as Dallas's eager hands move her silky hair out of the way.

The teen let out a breath she'd been holding as you wrapped the leather around her throat. Leaning close, you place a kiss against her skin, whispering. "This is the only ring you're ever going to get, baby girl."

Without missing a beat, she shivered as she mewled in reply. "I don't need a fucking ring, Daddy; I need to be owned."

You finish securing the collar. It was tight but not too tight to cut off circulation. It would be a permanent reminder of what Dallas was and who she belonged to.

You.

Feeling you finish, Dallas lets her hair drop as your arms wrap around her from behind.

"I own you, Dallas," you breathe hotly into her ear.

Your smile widens as Dallas lets out a breathy moan. "Yeeeesssssssssssss..." You suddenly plunge your right index finger deep into Dallas's open mouth.

"Your mouth is mine," you growl as Dallas shudders as she sucks on your digit.

For several seconds you let her suckle your finger before cupping her left breast from below. Dallas lets out a muffled moan as you massage and stimulate her fun bag.

Using your fingers, you then latch onto her swollen nipple and twist the pierced peak hard. Dallas gasps, letting out a cry as the tiny bell peals. "Your breasts are mine."

"Pppaaappiiiiiiiiii..." Dallas cried out as she chased your finger when you suddenly pulled it free from the suction she was applying to it.

Not catching it, your hand slaps down on the teen's lower belly. Dallas moaned, widening her stance as your fingers started teasing the pubes of her sex. Dallas then cried out in pleasure as your teeth bit into the lobe of her ear.

"Your cunt is mine..." you growl before jamming three fingers deep into her swampy snatch.

Dallas must have been on edge all afternoon imagining this. Because as your fingers hammer home knuckle-deep, her cunt clamps down hard as her body locks up.

"PPPaaaaaaappppppppiiiiiiiiii..." she shrieks as she cums on your fingers. Cream erupts from her spasming snatch, drenching the arm of the nearby couch.

You fight to hold on to her as Dallas's whole body vibrates as her cunt ravenously works your fingers over.

Her pussy was working overtime, but it was like trying to suck water from a stone. Holding the failing teen, you took two steps and laid her facedown on the arm of the couch.

"Nnnooooooooooo," mewled the teen as you pried your fingers free of the black hole her cunt had turned into.

"You must really want my load little girl." You growled as you went to work on your shirt. Dallas let out a feral growl as she turned to look back at you. Her eyes were shimmering black pools of heat. You could see the feral creature she had become wanted one thing. Your cock filling her cunt.

"Yesssssss..." the beast inside you rumbled as Dallas hissed quietly.

"Fuck me, papi; fill me all the way up."

Hearing that and seeing Dallas shamelessly draped over the couch arm, her pussy endlessly drooling as her cream soaked the fabric. The combination fed the darkness within you. Fed the desire to pin her beneath you and sate yourself on her body and soul.

Dimly in the back of your mind a tiny voice cried out. "Come to your senses; you're in danger of turning into Andy Reese."

"Quiet," the beast bellowed as you unzipped your pants.

Dallas licked her lips as your cock flopped out. It was an angry red spear that seemed to strain toward her gaping sex.

Precum dripped from your head as you pondered the choices you had in taking her, each more debauched than the last.

You threw out fucking her on either her or her parents' beds. As hot as it would be to defile their marriage bed, it was too simple. Then you looked across the open-plan room and spied the sturdy-looking kitchen table.

An evil smile split your lips as a vision hit you. Dallas, sitting across from her parents, telling them she was pregnant. At the table you laid her across as you poured your bastard into her.

Stepping up to the couch, Dallas moans as your cock slaps down across her ass and lower back.

Dallas then screeched in pain as you cruelly hauled back on her hair. "See that table, baby girl." You growl in demand.

"Yyyyeessssssss..." she hissed, and you let go of her hair.

Your hand flashes as you bring your palm down on her right cheek in a stinging slap.

SLAP

Stepping back to give her room, you growl. "Face down on the table."

Dallas pushed herself up from the couch arm and spun around to face you. Silently, her eyes wandered your body, her twin shimmering pools of lust burning in their intensity. Her pussy was totally awash as juice freely trickled down her thighs.

Heat surged in you, and it was hard not to push her down onto the couch and take her there. Then she flashed you a smile and rounded the couch. You followed her swaying hips and her tight treasure, beckoning you forward.

Coming to the table, she looked back at you as she placed her right knee onto the tabletop. Then she drew herself facedown onto the table with her hips hanging off the end and balancing on her left leg.

"Is this what you imagined, Daddy?" She purred in question.

"Yes," you rumbled as you closed the distance. "This is perfect," you growled as you grabbed her hips. Dallas's pussy was at the perfect height; you wouldn't even have to crouch down.

You both groaned as your mushroom head nuzzled in between the dewy lips. Dallas's nails scratched at the wooden surface as she felt her lips parting.

"Do it," she hissed.

Gritting your teeth, you thrust forward as Dallas's keening cry echoed in the house. Her cunt was a fiery furnace that threatened to burn you to ash. Closing your eyes, you grunt as her pussy ecstatically ripples around you in greeting.

You savored how her hot flesh engulfed your dick. It was just such a wonderful thrill to have her devouring you. It was glorious, Dallas impaled on your cock, in a place she'd shared a thousand meals with across from her family.

Opening your eyes, you spied the pink collar encircling her throat. She was yours alone, and no other man would ever have her like this. No man at all.

She groaned, her pussy clamping down on your thick cock. It was such a hot treat to feel her cunt around your dick. The way her sheath massaged your length felt heavenly.

"Fuck, I hope to God this never gets old." You think to yourself.

Dallas pushed up onto her arms, gasping out, "Oh, my, yes, Papi! That’s amazing! That’s so good! You’re so big and filling me up. I love it!"

"Good," you growled, drawing back your dick. Her walls clamp down on you, her whole sheath massaging the crown of your dick, hungry for the thick jizz bubbling in your balls.

Drinking in the silkiness of her cunt, you groaned. "Fuck, you feel amazing!"

“Yes!” she gasped as you thrust back into her.

Her nails clawed at the tabletop as you pumped away at her cunt. Civilization stripped away, you fucked her hard. Pounding away at her twat again and again.

Her hot pussy squeezing down on you was beyond intoxicating. Every thrust was incredible. Filling her cunt again and again filled you with a savage joy.

You looked down at the hot Latina pinned beneath you. Looked at where your cock disappeared into her as you plowed her from behind.

"Your pussy clamps down on me soooo good," you grunt as her moans echo in your ears.

The danger was ratcheting things up for you. You imagined, what if Dallas had been wrong about when her parents were going to get home?

Maybe a window was open. They pull up, hear Dallas's moans, and investigate. They open the door and are greeted... by their baby girl being taken like a wanton whore. The wrongness of it inflamed you, thickening your cock.

“Yes, yes, Papiiiii!” Dallas gasped. “You’re so big! So thick! You feel amazing in my pussy! I’m such a slut for your cock!”

Your mind shifted, those impassioned words validating everything you were doing. Your hands moved from her hips to her shoulders as you covered more of her. With bruising force buried into her swollen snatch, the pressure building your nuts slapping from into her taint.

Reveling in the silkiness surrounding you, you growled. "I'm going to breed you little girl."

Dallas whimpered, her cunt going wild as it rippled around you. It felt amazing.

Her nails had left long gouges that would be questioned. You didn't care, not one bit.

You were close; the load you were brewing was just about done. Soon you would spurt into her pussy, giving her everything you had.

Slamming deep into her hot depths, you whisper, "Beg me to breed you."

Dallas quivered. "Breed me!" She moaned. You reward her by slamming deep into her cunt. Spearing her all the way to her womb. “Please, please, Papi! Give me a fat baby!”

“Yes!” you and the beast screamed as one.

You slam deep and hard into the Dallas teen's pussy. She gasped, her back arching. You were so close to cumming. Just another moment and you would cum in her. You would flood her unknowingly already-bred twat with seed.

She squealed in wordless passion as she began to cum, her pussy writhing around you. She spasmed with such pleasure around your dick.

You loved every second of her cunt writhing around you. She felt incredible. It was so hot to have her convulsing around you. How you'd managed to convince yourself you didn't need this until Jennifer bowled you over...

“Breed me!” Dallas squealed.

“Yes!” you roared and erupted into her.

Her pussy spasmed wildly around your cock as you dumped your cum into her flesh. Your cock, now a fire hose, flooded her with all that you had.

"Feel my baby entering you," you hissed before biting into her shoulder.

Ecstasy shot through you with each blast of cum that you fired into her cunt. Utterly pinned, Dallas whimpered beneath you, her entire body trembling with her pleasure as your DNA filled her up.

“You’re breeding me!” she squealed.

Releasing her shoulder, you nodded. Smiling, you sunk into the pleasure her pussy was subjecting your dick to as it fought to suckle up every bit of your load.

“Damn,” you groaned, as you pumped the last of your cum into her pussy.

Collapsing fully onto the table, Dallas turned her head, giving you a look at her pleasure-filled smile.

"It's ssssooooooo warm, Papi," Dallas whimpered. "You fucked me full... I love it."

As fun as it was to fuck Dallas on the kitchen table, the afterglow... not so much.

Feeling good, you let her pussy ripple around you a few more times. Reluctantly, you pushed yourself up off her and stood up steadily.

"Nnnoooooooooo," she quietly complained as her previously stuffed pussy was suddenly empty.

You watched as a thick glob of seed slid out of her still-gaping snatch, drooping into the linoleum.

"Let's move this to a bed," you rumble as you regain your balance.

Nodding after a moment, Dallas gingerly lowered her right leg to the floor before standing up herself.

Her eyes met yours for the first time since getting out of the car. You didn't see need, passion, or lust. You saw uncertainty.

Cupping her chin, you tilted her head back and kissed her. As your lips touched hers, Dallas whimpered, and her mouth opened in invitation. You leisurely explored her mouth as the two of you stood there locked in a kiss for several minutes.

Finally breaking it, you saw that the uncertainty in her eyes had vanished, replaced by contentment.

Wordlessly she took your hand and led you past her parents' room to hers. The room had several posters for bands you'd never heard of. Not that you paid attention. Your entire focus was on the queen-sized bed that dominated the room.

Pulling back the covers, she climbed into bed with you following her. Soon she was lying on her back with you curled up against her on your side.

Neither of you said anything, but nothing needed to be said. You were two lovers enjoying the feel of each other as it steadily got darker outside.

After a while your mind turned to Dallas or, more accurately, the millions of little tadpoles currently looking for an egg. Your hand settled on her belly as you silently wished your troopers good luck on their hunt. Of course you didn't know their search would be fruitless. An egg had already implanted itself in her uterine wall. In a few weeks she might realize she's late or maybe should just forget until morning sickness finally rears its head.

Eventually thoughts of Dallas fat with your baby. Morphed into thoughts of all your girls swelling. Visions of toddlers playing as their mothers all whispered to you. "Daddy, when are you going to knock me up again?" Played around in your head.

Dallas gasped as those fantasies had your cock hardening against her thigh. Then it was your turn to groan as her hand wrapped around you. She jacked your cock as blood flooded back into the organ.

Shifting, she spread her legs as her eyes turned to meet yours. Once again her eyes were twin shimmering pools of need.

"Make sure I'm pregnant," she whimpered as she put voice to the need in her eyes. Moving onto your shoulder, you cup her right breast.

Dallas sucks in a breath as you lean in to latch onto the throbbing peak when a loud grinding sound reaches your ears.

The alternator in her father's car had a bad ball bearing. It had been going bad for awhile, and that was the noise you both heard.

Instantly passion fled her eyes as horror flooded them.

"It's my parents'; they're home."