Ram her perfect throat!

You’re just about to **** Daisy all the way down when she taps the side of your leg lightly. Grunting, you release her, a jibe about her lack of stamina already forming on your lips.

But Daisy gets in first. ‘I thought you said you were going to face-fuck me,’ she complains, pausing to spit daintily into the bathtub. ‘That wasn’t a face-fucking. That barely qualifies as a slightly sloppy blowjob.’

Now it’s your turn to raise an eyebrow back at her. ‘Is that right, Daisy? You want me to fuck you harder?’

Daisy snorts. ‘I don’t think you heard me correctly. I want you to fuck my face like you actually mean it, okay? Pretend I’m your stupid fucking ex if that helps. I want to feel the tip of your cock in the back of my throat.’ She mimes a cock helpfully with her fist.

You must look taken aback, because Daisy continues. ‘I told you, I like it rough, but you have to actually make me feel like a whore, okay? None of this gently-gently bullshit. I met you three hours ago and I’m already naked on my knees sucking your cock, so… treat me like the dirty little slut I am, okay? I’m not made of glass.’ She gives you that same goofy smile from before. ‘Although it’s really sweet how you’re holding back for me, and I’m definitely going to do nice things to you later on, so…’

You decide not to tell her that you definitely haven’t been holding back.

Instead, you reach out and grip her firmly by the hair once again. Daisy shivers appreciatively, opening her glossy wet lips and tipping her head back.

‘I can’t believe I get to do something this filthy to someone this famous,’ you confess. Daisy rolls her eyes.

‘Yeah, well, you haven’t done anything yet. Are you going to fuck my face or wha-’

The rest of that sentence is swallowed in a sudden, surprised gulp as you drive your cock into Daisy’s mouth, hands gripping the back of her head tightly, not letting her back up an inch. Daisy chokes, finally, but you don’t stop, feeling the warm tightness of her throat expand suddenly as you push deeper – then deeper still.

If Daisy Ridley wants to be fucked like a whore, she can fucking well sit there and take it like one, you decide, enjoying the way Daisy’s heaving gasps vibrate along your shaft. You’re deeper than you intended to go, deeper than you thought she could take – but Daisy’s refusing to tap out and anyway, chances like this come around once in approximately never.

Pressing your thumb to Daisy’s left nostril, you can feel her ragged breaths coming fast; clearly, there’s no space left for air in her mouth. ‘This rough enough for you?’ you ask teasingly, running your hand over Daisy’s cheek and enjoying the silky softness of her skin.

Tears are leaking from the corners of Daisy’s eyes, but she nods emphatically. You rock her head backwards and forwards on your cock, trying to go deeper; it feels like there’s a tiny bit more space in Daisy’s throat, if only you can **** your way past that last little piece of resistance. Daisy chokes again, the sound obscenely erotic, and you find your hand wandering down to her tits, shamefully neglected thus far.

‘Daisy. Are you listening to me?’ Daisy blinks her eyes twice, hard. ‘Good. You’re not taking me all the way, Daisy. I thought you said you wanted to be face-fucked.’

Daisy screws up her eyes, hands balled into tiny white-knuckled fists; with a sudden lurch, she tries to **** your cock that final inch into her throat. But she’s still just too tight, and after a moment she collapses back onto her knees, moaning with frustration.

‘Daisy. Listen to me very carefully.’ Daisy looks up at you with those wide, innocent eyes, and for a moment it’s difficult not to blow your entire load there and then down her throat. ‘I’m going to pinch your sweet little nipples now, since you’re not deepthroating me like you promised. And every time you fail to take me all the way, I’m going to squeeze them a little bit harder. Do you understand?’

Daisy nods unhappily, her eyes pleading with you to let her try again. ‘Okay, then.’ You begin by pinching her tits lightly, although judging by the sound that erupts out of Daisy’s mouth, she definitely felt it. ‘Good. I think I felt you loosen a bit that time. Let’s try again.’

The second time you squeeze Daisy’s nipples, she moans so loudly that you almost back off – but then Daisy’s hands are on yours and her eyes are blazing. You pinch her again, harder this time, and Daisy gasps – her throat opens a fraction, and in one miraculous instant you’re through.

Daisy chokes, her whole body shaking, tears streaming from her eyes. But just as you’re about to relinquish your hold, she raises herself on trembling knees and forces you all the way in – your cock swallowed up by her long, elegant neck, your hands still pinching her nipples white.

Daisy coughs, gags, shudders, clear liquid dribbling from both nostrils, but she’s refusing to let go – her big brown eyes remain locked on yours while your cock shakes inside her, boiling with suppressed arousal and the furious desire to cum.

‘Fucking slut,’ you grunt, and Daisy’s eyes roll up with pure pleasure. Her tongue flickers desperately along the bottom of your shaft, trying to make you explode – and finally, your cock buried all the way inside that impossibly tight passage, you can’t hold yourself back any more.

Cum erupts out of your cock, straight down her throat, and Daisy gags for real – her chest heaves as she desperately tries to swallow it, while you mash her cute little nose against your groin, bucking into her mouth with spasmodic thrusts. Daisy moans happily, squeezing her own tits now your hands have fallen away – her lipstick is smudged right off, her mascara’s running and there's drool leaking from both sides of her mouth, but she’s done it. She’s taken your cock, just like she promised.

Your balls are empty by the time you finish squirting down Daisy Ridley’s throat, and there’s a haze prickling at the corners of your vision – but the girl underneath you isn’t letting up. Daisy gulps and swallows one final time, before delicately sliding herself off your cock; she licks her lips cheekily and smirks up at you, looking extremely proud of herself.

And if not for the spit and sweat and mascara stains covering every inch of her face, she could be posing for some glossy magazine right now. You close your eyes briefly, and the world is blurry when you open them again; there’s a soft touch on your thighs, and you look down to see Daisy steadying you with a hand.

‘Easy, sweetie. Maybe you’d better sit down.’ She giggles, guiding you into the tub one leg at a time. ‘Okay, this water is definitely not as warm as it used to be. But I feel like if I don’t get you to rest for a minute, you might just pass out on me before we get to the main event.’

You laugh tiredly, letting the water wash over you. ‘Damn, Daisy. Just… fucking… damn.’

‘And that will be my epitaph, thank you.’ Daisy does a little bow. ‘You weren’t so bad yourself, by the way! Sometimes a girl just needs to get treated like a whore for once, you know? I’d never have guessed you had it in you.’

‘I aim to please.’

‘You certainly did.’ Daisy sinks down into the water, bubbles almost covering her nipples. ‘Now, if you don’t mind, I’m just going to masturbate for a minute or two. Feel free to join in whenever you’re ready… I’ve decided to be generous in victory.’

You blink, head still pleasantly swimming. ‘Yeah? How’s that?’

‘Oh, you bet me my pussy that I couldn’t make you cum, remember?’ Daisy’s fingers slide over her clit beneath the water. ‘But I’ve decided to let you fuck me anyway. You’re welcome…’

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TO BE CONTINUED!

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