Black Light: Defended
Excerpt By Golden Angel
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Moaning, Melody arched as Daddy played with her breasts, pleasure surging in a direct line from her nipples to her pussy. His touch was gentle, arousing, until he bit down, and then she keened at the hot wash of painful pleasure, twisting in the restraints. Just that little touch of pain was enough to kick up her need from ‘overwhelming’ to ‘desperate’.
Her clit was throbbing against the diaper and she was sure this one was wet too, although not for the same reason as her previous diaper. She was so turned on she wasn’t sure she could bear much more stimulation. Being bound to Daddy’s bed was the hottest thing that had ever happened to her.
It didn’t matter how she jerked her hands or legs—she couldn’t move. And every attempted movement confirming that fact only made her hotter and wetter.
“Daddy, please,” she begged as he switched breasts. The cool air against her wet nipple just made her even more aware of the little bud, contrasting with the way his hot mouth suckled at her other nipple. His fingers moved to the wet nipple, pinching and pulling, tormenting her by playing with her breasts while completely ignoring her pulsing pussy.
She tried to twist again, writhing, moving her hips up in a desperate attempt for contact. The diaper brushed against what she was sure was his cock and she moaned because she still couldn’t feel anything.
When he finally pulled back from her nipples, leaving them dark pink and throbbing, she almost cried with relief as his hands went to her diaper. Chuckling, he pulled it off of her, tossing it to the side. The cool air of the bedroom on her heated pussy did nothing to cool her fervor.
“Daddy, pleaaaase, I need you.” She moved her hips upwards, showing him where she needed him.
Rather than answering her, Daddy lowered his head between her legs. It wasn’t quite what she’d wanted, but she wasn’t going to argue either. She moaned, shuddering as his tongue pressed against her sensitive pussy, sliding between her lips and licking straight up the center to her swollen clit.
“Oh, Daddy!” It felt so good. She moved her hips, desperate for more stimulation, desperate to come. “Oh!” She cried out again as she felt his fingers dipping into her pussy, sliding easily through her wetness and stretching her open. Immediately she clamped down around his fingers, shuddering as he moved them back and forth inside of her, mimicking sex but not giving her the satisfaction she yearned for.
When he slid them out of her completely, she whined—and then whimpered as he pressed the slick digits to her anus.
“Daddy!”
But his mouth was too busy to answer her, suckling on the sensitive lips of her pussy, teasing at her clit, and his fingers began to burrow into her bottom, unchecked. He hadn’t touched that particular hole since last weekend at Black Light, and it felt particularly sensitive right now. The little nerve endings ignited, sending a flush of pleasure through her as he stretched the tight ring, twisting and pumping with his fingers so that she could feel every centimeter of the invasion.
Melody panted for air, flushed with the long build-up. Even though her pussy was empty, even though his tongue would only tease her clit, she could feel her orgasm building. The drag and push of his fingers rubbing in and out of her was so close to what she needed, but not quite. She wriggled and squirmed, the rising passion inside of her building and building, like she’d been running a marathon and the finish line was finally in sight. His tongue flicked over her clit again.
“Daddy, please…”
Her body tightened—and Daddy pulled away, leaving her pussy pink and needy and untouched.
“No!” The orgasm, which had seemed so imminent, was stymied from lack of stimulation. Melody felt tears pricking her eyes at her need and she practically sobbed as Daddy’s fingers twisted in her bottom, keeping her on edge without allowing her to tip over.
“Daddy, please, I’m so close!”
“Are you going to remember to leave your hands where Daddy tells you to next time?” His voice was deep, dark with emotion and need, and Melody felt her insides twist in response.
“Yes, Daddy, I promise!” In that moment, she would have promised anything, if he’d just let her come.
The fingers inside of her pulled out and Melody cried out at the loss as their withdrawal left her completely empty.
Then Daddy’s weight was on top of her, pinning her down to the bed, his lips descending to hers as his cock pressed against her pussy. She could taste herself on his mouth as she kissed him back desperately, finally able to touch him in some way. She sucked on his tongue, trying to pull it further between her lips, in a way that she couldn’t with his cock. Then she screamed, because he was thrusting into her, so hard and fast that it was almost painful, but her brain didn’t register it that way. She was finally full where she’d been empty,
Daddy’s body pressing against her clit where she’d had no stimulation, and it was exactly what she needed to cross the finish line. The tightness inside of her exploded, curling her toes as bursts of ecstasy went off like fireworks throughout her entire body. She clenched and pulsed as he began to thrust atop of her, filling her so perfectly as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her.
The hard unrelenting thrusts were almost overstimulation and her legs struggled to try and close. Jerking on her restraints only served to turn her on even more, adding another layer to her climax, and Melody felt tears run down the sides of her face as the intense sensations swamped her body. Her cries were muffled by his lips until he began to move so fast that they couldn’t continue the kiss any longer.
Then they rang out in the room as he pounded between her thighs, making her scream with ecstasy.
Melody quivered helplessly beneath his thrusts, her hips tipping upwards to meet him, her pussy clenching around him as she came. Every time she started to come down from the high, he would change his thrusts slightly, press against her clit from a different direction, sending her into a new wave of rapture.
He wallowed in her body, sinking into her over and over again, filling his senses with her, taking his fill of pleasure from her. All the while, she writhed in her own erotic bliss squeezing his cock with every throb of her body. As her cries slowly began to turn to whimpers, he began to thrust harder and faster again, now for his own pleasure rather than hers.
The rough stimulation made her spasm and she let out a sobbing wail as his balls tightened in readiness. The tension broke and he groaned, burying himself inside of her so that her clenching walls massaged his cock while he emptied himself into her. Beneath him, he could feel her breasts heaving as she panted, and he rested his forehead against hers. Her eyes were closed, lashes dewy with tears from the intense sensations, lips open as if waiting for a kiss.
Her clit was throbbing against the diaper and she was sure this one was wet too, although not for the same reason as her previous diaper. She was so turned on she wasn’t sure she could bear much more stimulation. Being bound to Daddy’s bed was the hottest thing that had ever happened to her.
It didn’t matter how she jerked her hands or legs—she couldn’t move. And every attempted movement confirming that fact only made her hotter and wetter.
“Daddy, please,” she begged as he switched breasts. The cool air against her wet nipple just made her even more aware of the little bud, contrasting with the way his hot mouth suckled at her other nipple. His fingers moved to the wet nipple, pinching and pulling, tormenting her by playing with her breasts while completely ignoring her pulsing pussy.
She tried to twist again, writhing, moving her hips up in a desperate attempt for contact. The diaper brushed against what she was sure was his cock and she moaned because she still couldn’t feel anything.
When he finally pulled back from her nipples, leaving them dark pink and throbbing, she almost cried with relief as his hands went to her diaper. Chuckling, he pulled it off of her, tossing it to the side. The cool air of the bedroom on her heated pussy did nothing to cool her fervor.
“Daddy, pleaaaase, I need you.” She moved her hips upwards, showing him where she needed him.
Rather than answering her, Daddy lowered his head between her legs. It wasn’t quite what she’d wanted, but she wasn’t going to argue either. She moaned, shuddering as his tongue pressed against her sensitive pussy, sliding between her lips and licking straight up the center to her swollen clit.
“Oh, Daddy!” It felt so good. She moved her hips, desperate for more stimulation, desperate to come. “Oh!” She cried out again as she felt his fingers dipping into her pussy, sliding easily through her wetness and stretching her open. Immediately she clamped down around his fingers, shuddering as he moved them back and forth inside of her, mimicking sex but not giving her the satisfaction she yearned for.
When he slid them out of her completely, she whined—and then whimpered as he pressed the slick digits to her anus.
“Daddy!”
But his mouth was too busy to answer her, suckling on the sensitive lips of her pussy, teasing at her clit, and his fingers began to burrow into her bottom, unchecked. He hadn’t touched that particular hole since last weekend at Black Light, and it felt particularly sensitive right now. The little nerve endings ignited, sending a flush of pleasure through her as he stretched the tight ring, twisting and pumping with his fingers so that she could feel every centimeter of the invasion.
Melody panted for air, flushed with the long build-up. Even though her pussy was empty, even though his tongue would only tease her clit, she could feel her orgasm building. The drag and push of his fingers rubbing in and out of her was so close to what she needed, but not quite. She wriggled and squirmed, the rising passion inside of her building and building, like she’d been running a marathon and the finish line was finally in sight. His tongue flicked over her clit again.
“Daddy, please…”
Her body tightened—and Daddy pulled away, leaving her pussy pink and needy and untouched.
“No!” The orgasm, which had seemed so imminent, was stymied from lack of stimulation. Melody felt tears pricking her eyes at her need and she practically sobbed as Daddy’s fingers twisted in her bottom, keeping her on edge without allowing her to tip over.
“Daddy, please, I’m so close!”
“Are you going to remember to leave your hands where Daddy tells you to next time?” His voice was deep, dark with emotion and need, and Melody felt her insides twist in response.
“Yes, Daddy, I promise!” In that moment, she would have promised anything, if he’d just let her come.
The fingers inside of her pulled out and Melody cried out at the loss as their withdrawal left her completely empty.
Then Daddy’s weight was on top of her, pinning her down to the bed, his lips descending to hers as his cock pressed against her pussy. She could taste herself on his mouth as she kissed him back desperately, finally able to touch him in some way. She sucked on his tongue, trying to pull it further between her lips, in a way that she couldn’t with his cock. Then she screamed, because he was thrusting into her, so hard and fast that it was almost painful, but her brain didn’t register it that way. She was finally full where she’d been empty,
Daddy’s body pressing against her clit where she’d had no stimulation, and it was exactly what she needed to cross the finish line. The tightness inside of her exploded, curling her toes as bursts of ecstasy went off like fireworks throughout her entire body. She clenched and pulsed as he began to thrust atop of her, filling her so perfectly as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her.
The hard unrelenting thrusts were almost overstimulation and her legs struggled to try and close. Jerking on her restraints only served to turn her on even more, adding another layer to her climax, and Melody felt tears run down the sides of her face as the intense sensations swamped her body. Her cries were muffled by his lips until he began to move so fast that they couldn’t continue the kiss any longer.
Then they rang out in the room as he pounded between her thighs, making her scream with ecstasy.
Melody quivered helplessly beneath his thrusts, her hips tipping upwards to meet him, her pussy clenching around him as she came. Every time she started to come down from the high, he would change his thrusts slightly, press against her clit from a different direction, sending her into a new wave of rapture.
He wallowed in her body, sinking into her over and over again, filling his senses with her, taking his fill of pleasure from her. All the while, she writhed in her own erotic bliss squeezing his cock with every throb of her body. As her cries slowly began to turn to whimpers, he began to thrust harder and faster again, now for his own pleasure rather than hers.
The rough stimulation made her spasm and she let out a sobbing wail as his balls tightened in readiness. The tension broke and he groaned, burying himself inside of her so that her clenching walls massaged his cock while he emptied himself into her. Beneath him, he could feel her breasts heaving as she panted, and he rested his forehead against hers. Her eyes were closed, lashes dewy with tears from the intense sensations, lips open as if waiting for a kiss.