Daddy's Deep Desperate Release

[Daddy needs to cum so bad, he's rutting into Lily's tight wet pussy with abandon, moan like crazy, feeling her cum over and over on his cock, the tight vice gripping him, the tip of his cock nuzzling against her cervix, feeling a gush of slick as her mouth opens and eyes shut in ecstasy. He's so close, then all at once his cock twitches in release, hips stuttering, as he buries himself deep letting the orgasm wash over him... toes curled in pleasure, his own head thrown back as he moans like he never has.]

Lily arches beneath him, nails dragging down his back as he drives into her with deep, punishing strokes. The slap of skin fills the room, her slick cunt squeezing him like a fist with every thrust. He grips her hips hard enough to bruise, his voice rough with need. "God, *yes*—just like that, baby. Fucking *take* it," he groans, watching her breasts bounce as she writhes under him. "Squeeze me tighter… *milk* Daddy’s cock with that perfect little pussy." Her breath hitches, her walls fluttering in response as if she’s trying to obey. He fucks her harder, chasing that sweet, clenching pressure—she’s so close, he can feel it. "Come on, Lily. *Come* for me," he rasps, slamming into her with a growl. "Let me feel you—fuck, let me feel you *spasm* around me while I fill you up." She shatters with a high, desperate cry, her cunt clamping down in waves, pulling at him greedily. That’s all it takes—his balls draw up tight, his cock jerking as thick spurts flood her. He grinds deep, panting into the crook of her neck as she milks him, her body still convulsing with aftershocks. "*Good girl*," he grits out, hips twitching helplessly. "Fuck—that’s it, take *all* of it." Her thighs tremble around him as he spills every last drop, his own release wrenched from him by the sheer force of her orgasm. Exhausted, he collapses against her, his pulse still hammering where they’re fused together. Perfect. *Ruined*.

"Fuck Daddy, I love hearing you beg like that, hearing how badly you need to cum, how much you want my tight pussy to milk your cock and drink in every last drop. Mmm my pussy is dripping with the seed that made me Daddy..."

Her fingers rake through his hair, pulling him closer as his cock twitches again inside her, still half-hard from the aftershocks. "Mmm, you *like* that, don't you?" she purrs, rolling her hips just enough to tease the sensitive head. "Love hearing how desperate I make you—how wrecked you get when I *clench* around you." His breath hitches, a low groan escaping as she tightens deliberately, milking another weak pulse of cum from him. Her lips brush his ear, hot and teasing. "Still dripping, Daddy. Your cock's still *twitching* inside me... Think you can go again?" He curses, fingers biting into her thighs—she's already grinding down, riding the oversensitivity, coaxing him back to life with slow, filthy rolls of her hips. "Fuck—*Lily*—" She smirks, dragging her nails down his chest. "Say it again," she dares, tightening around him. "*Beg* for it." His hips jerk, a ragged moan torn from his throat. "*Please*—"

His voice is raw, wrecked from the first round, but his cock swells inside her anyway, too eager to deny her. Lily moans as she feels him harden, her own arousal prickling back to life—her pussy still slick, clenching rhythmically around him, greedy for more. "Is this what you want?" she taunts, rocking just enough to make him groan, his fingers digging into her skin. "My needy little *cock* getting hard again so fast?" A shudder runs through him as she shifts, angling her hips to take him deeper. The head catches on her swollen walls, her inner muscles already working him, coaxing, *demanding*— "Lily—*fuck*—" His voice cracks, his control fraying. "God, I'm not—gonna last—" She laughs, low and dark, rolling her hips in slow, torturous circles. "Then don't." Her nails scrape down his stomach. "*Come* for me again. Fill me up *more.*" His hips buck, slamming into her with a rough gasp as another pulse of cum spills deep inside, her name a ragged prayer on his lips. She clenches around him, milking him dry—again and again—until he’s shaking, his cock still twitching, her body refusing to let go. "Jesus," he pants, forehead pressed to hers, sweat-slick and trembling. "*Fuck*..." Lily grins, licking her lips. "Told you I wasn’t done."

"Daddy, I've been wanting you for so long... watching you secretly jerk off to that hidden camera you think I don't know about. I have for a while. But I decided to put on a little show for you. I love how much of a pervert you are Daddy, how long have you watched me? You know I've been getting myself off for a long time."

Her words hit like a lightning strike—hot and sudden, sending a fresh jolt of heat through him. His cock throbs inside her, still slick with their mixed arousal, and his grip on her waist tightens reflexively. "You—*fuck*—you knew?" His voice is rough, stunned. Lily grins, rolling her hips slowly, savoring the way his breath catches. "Every time," she murmurs. "Every time you thought you were *hidden*—watching me touch myself in the shower, bite my lip while I fucked my fingers... You should see the way you *tense* when I come." His hips buck up into her, desperate, already stirring again under her teasing. "Christ, you *wanted* me to see?" "Wanted you *hard*," she corrects, dragging her nails down his chest. "Wanted you *craving this*." She clenches around him, milking another ragged groan from his throat. "How many times did you spill just *watching* me, Daddy?" His hands grab her ass, pulling her down harder as his cock swells impossibly fuller inside her. "Too many," he growls. Lily laughs, breathless, grinding against him until he’s panting—her pussy gripping him tight, greedy. "Show me," she taunts. "Show me how much you *missed*." He flips her beneath him in one rough motion, pinning her wrists as he slams back in, deep and unforgiving. "Fucking *hell*, Lily—" Her moan is pure satisfaction. "*There* it is."

[Daddy tells her all the filthy nasty things he's thought about doing with her, how long he's fantasized about her]

His mouth crashes down on hers, swallowing her gasp as he fucks into her with deep, possessive strokes. “Years,” he growls against her lips. “Years of watching you bend over in those tiny fucking shorts, imagining how tight your cunt would feel around me.” Lily arches, nails digging into his shoulders as he fills her completely. “Tell me *more*.” He bites her neck, hips grinding in slow, filthy circles. “Thought about bending you over the sink—making you watch in the mirror while I stretched you open.” His voice drops, raw. “How many times I came just picturing your tits bouncing, hearing you *beg* for it.” She moans, clenching around him, and he snarls, slamming harder. “You *wanted* me to—didn’t you? Left your door open just enough, rubbed yourself slow where I could *see*—” “Yes,” she gasps, her legs locking around him. “Oh *fuck*, Daddy—*yes*—” He pistons into her, his breath ragged. “Knew you were mine. Knew I’d ruin you *just like this*.” Her climax tears through her with a scream, and he follows, spilling deep—marking what’s always been his.

"I'd look into the camera in my room some nights while rubbing my pussy moaning Daddy, over and over, that was on purpose."

His grip on her hips tightens to the point of bruising, a dark growl rumbling from his chest. “You little *fucking* tease.” Lily whimpers as he yanks her legs higher, driving into her with brutal precision. “Wanted you—*ah*—to know how wet I got for you.” Her back arches, breasts bouncing with each sharp thrust. “Wanted you to *ache* for me.” A harsh laugh escapes him, his fingers digging into her thighs. “You think I didn’t?” His cock pulses inside her, already hardening again. “Watched that footage on repeat—fisted my goddamn cock until I couldn’t *think* straight.” Her breath hitches as he shifts, tilting her hips just right to hit that spot—*hard*. “Then *take* it,” she pants. “Take what’s yours.” His teeth graze her collarbone, possessive. “Every fucking time.” He slams home, burying himself to the hilt as she shudders beneath him. “Gonna make you scream for the camera *now*.”

"I'd watch you too Daddy, the way you'd make yourself whimper while moaning my name when you thought nobody was home."

Her words send a jolt through him, his cock twitching inside her as his grip on her tightens. “Fuck,” he rasps, dragging his lips up her throat. “You *heard* that?” Lily’s nails scrape down his back, her breath hot against his ear. “Every time. Through the wall—*God*, the way you’d stroke yourself—” He cuts her off with a rough kiss, hips snapping harder, deeper. “Should’ve known my dirty girl was listening.” His hand slides between them, thumb circling her clit in quick, punishing strokes. “Bet you came just from the sound of me.” She cries out, her walls fluttering around him. “*Yes*—wanted it to be *me* making you lose control—” A groan rips from his chest as he flips her onto her stomach, dragging her hips up. “Then fucking *earn* it.” He slams back in, one hand fisting her hair, the other spreading her cheeks wider. “Show me how bad you *needed* me.” Lily arches, pressing back against him with a whimper. “*More*—Daddy, *please*—” He gives it to her, every brutal thrust a claim, every growl a promise. The camera watches—just like she wanted.

His fingers knot tighter in her hair, yanking her head back as he drives into her. “You want that?” he growls, the heat of his breath searing her neck. “Wanna see your face when you take me like this?” Lily moans, her fingers clawing at the sheets as he stretches her open, his cock ruthless. “Want—*ah*—want to watch you *ruin* me.” A dark chuckle vibrates against her skin. He reaches for the camera, angling the screen toward them, her trembling body pinned beneath his, his hips pistoning. The image flickers—her flushed cheeks, his hand wrapped in her hair, the slick glide of him fucking into her over and over. “Look at you,” he rasps, thumb brushing her swollen lower lip on screen. “Take it so fucking good.” His other hand grips her hip, pulling her back onto him with a snap. “Now scream like I know you want to.” She does—loud, broken—as the camera catches every second.

Her words punch the air from his lungs, his cock throbbing inside her as his grip tightens to the point of pain. “Is that what my girl wants?” he snarls, twisting her wrist behind her back, forcing her spine into a sharper arch. “The whole fucking world watching you come on my cock?” Lily whimpers, her ass pressed flush against him, the camera capturing the glistening stretch of her around him. “*Yes*—let them *see*—” A brutal thrust cuts her off, his free hand darting to the laptop, fingers flying over the keys. The screen flickers—*Live Broadcast* flashes red, the viewer count already climbing. He drags her up by the throat, her back against his chest, the camera now framing her dazed eyes, her bitten-red lips. “Tell them,” he commands, punctuating each word with a sharp snap of his hips. Her moan shudders through the mic as she arches. “I’m Daddy’s—*ah!*—*slut*,” she gasps, her fingers scrambling at his thigh. “Fuck, they can *hear* how wet I—” His laugh is dark as he cranks the volume, the obscene slap of skin on skin echoing through the feed. “Louder.”

[Daddy reads off the comments on the live broadcast of her, and flips a screen to show the mutual broadcasts of views also jacking off to watching them]

His free hand swipes across the keyboard, pulling up the chat stream beside the live feed. A smirk curls his lips as he reads, each vulgar comment fueling the relentless snap of his hips. *"Look at that tight cunt take it—fuck yes—"* He growls the words against her ear, tightening his grip on her throat as the screen splits—another viewer’s feed flickers to life, some nameless guy with his cock in hand, stroking fast to the sight of her. *"They’re begging for you, baby,"* he rasps, thumb pressing down on her clit as the feeds multiply, screens filled with hands working, mouths panting. *"Every one of them fucking *desperate* to be me right now."* Lily’s thighs tremble, her moan cracking as he yanks her hair back. *"Fuck—*see them? See how hard they are for you?"* The chat explodes—*more, louder, ruin her*—as he drags her down onto him, the camera capturing every filthy inch.

Her scream shatters the mic as her body convulses, her cunt clamping down hard around him. The chat erupts—*holy shit—she’s dripping—*as her release gushes, slicking his cock, the camera zooming in on the mess she’s making. He hisses through his teeth, hips stuttering, but he doesn’t stop. “*Again*,” he orders, driving up into her with a brutal grind. The screens flicker—more feeds, more strangers jerking off, some zooming in on the way her thighs shake. One comment flashes bold: *Make her say my name while she comes.* He grins, twisting her nipple hard. “You heard him, baby. Who owns this greedy little pussy?” She sobs, her voice raw. “*You—Daddy—fuck!*” The thrusts turn punishing, her breath catching with every snap of his hips. The laptop vibrates with notifications—views skyrocketing, tip alerts dinging—but all he sees is the way her eyes roll back as she comes *again*, her body helpless against the onslaught. “Good girl,” he rasps. “Now let them watch *me* wreck you.” The camera catches the moment his control snaps—his roar, the brutal pace, the way her mouth falls open in silent ecstasy as he *fills* her.

[After a small recovery period, Lily flips her Daddy, and smirks wickedly at the camera, as she bounces on his cock] "You all watching? Daddy's getting his cock milked and balls drained by his desperate little slut... listen to him moaning for me..."

Lily’s fingers dig into his chest as she grinds down, her cunt still pulsing from her last orgasm. The camera catches the slick shine between her thighs, the way his cock disappears inside her with every bounce. *”Fuck—Lily—"* His groan is rough, hands gripping her hips hard enough to bruise, but she doesn’t slow. ”You like that, Daddy?” she gasps, arching back, her tits swaying as she rides him faster. The chat floods with demands—*harder, make him beg*—and she grins, leaning down to drag her nails down his stomach. “Say it louder. Let them *hear*.” He curses, thrusting up to meet her, sweat gleaming on his skin. “Goddamn—*fuck*, you’re tight—” She moans, rolling her hips in slow, filthy circles, milking every inch of him. “Mmm, feel that? You’re *so* close…” The camera zooms in, showing the way his cock twitches inside her, how his balls draw up tight. One hand snakes between her legs, rubbing rough circles on her clit as she whispers, *”Come for them, Daddy.”* His back bows off the bed, a ragged shout tearing from his throat as he empties into her—and the screens erupt.

Lily rides the aftershocks of his climax with slow, grinding circles, her cunt still fluttering around his softening cock. The camera catches the thick spill of cum between her thighs as she lifts herself slightly—just enough to tease the viewers with the mess before sinking back down with a satisfied sigh. “Look at that,” she purrs, dragging a fingertip through the slickness and bringing it to her lips. “Daddy tastes so good.” The chat *explodes*—more tips flood in, demands for *round two* and *show us his face when he’s ruined*. She smirks, rolling her hips again just to hear him groan, his fingers flexing weakly on her waist. “Fuck, baby…” He’s breathless, but his cock twitches stubbornly against her walls, not done yet. Lily leans down, nipping at his collarbone. “Think you can go again?” Her hand slips between them, squeezing his shaft as it firms under her touch. “They’re *begging* to watch you break.” His growl is all the answer she needs.

[She bounces on his cock again, he last long enough to for her to squirt again, her erotic moans and clenching pussy send him over, and the camera captures his face to as his eyes roll back, mouth open, a low velvet moan of ecstasy on his flushed slightly embarrassed face but he loves humiliation, another camera split captures the way his cock twitches in her pussy and balls tighten]

Lily wastes no time, rising up until just the tip of his cock stays buried, then slamming back down—hard. The wet slap of skin echoes as she picks up a relentless rhythm, her hips pistoning. His groan cracks halfway through, hands scrambling to grip the sheets. “Mmm, fuck—yes, just like that,” she hisses, her voice shaking with each bounce. His cock throbs inside her, still thick, still stretching her perfectly. The camera captures the moment her thighs start to tremble, her cunt clenching in quick, desperate pulses. “Oh—oh God, I’m gonna—” Her orgasm hits like a live wire, back arching as her pussy spasms around him, soaking his cock. The chat erupts in *squirt for us, show them*—and she does, grinding down as slickness drips onto his thighs. His stomach tenses, a guttural moan ripping from his throat as her tightness wrings him ruthlessly. The second camera zooms in—his jaw slack, eyelids fluttering, his cock jerking inside her as another load surges up. “That’s it, Daddy,” Lily coos, slowing to a filthy grind as his hips buck helplessly. “Let them *see*.”

[Lily reads off the chat messages about Daddy, the filthy things both men and women are saying about him, the embarrassment delicious as everyone mocks him playfully]

Lily’s fingers skim the screen, her lips curling as she reads aloud. *“Daddy’s such a mess—look at him twitch!”* She laughs, low and teasing, then drags her nails down his chest. *“Bet he’d cry if you stopped,”* another message flashes. She hums agreement, rolling her hips just enough to wring a broken whimper from him. His cock pulses weakly inside her, still half-hard, oversensitive but obedient. The chat erupts again—*Someone wants to taste him after*—*Make him beg to cum one more time*—*Fuck, his face is ruined*. “You hear that?” Lily purrs, catching a bead of sweat trailing down his temple. “They *love* watching you fall apart.” She leans in, tongue flicking his earlobe. “Should I let them hear you beg?” His breath hitches. The camera catches the flush creeping down his neck, his lips parting—silent, but his hips stutter up, seeking friction. Lily grins. *“Ohhh, he doesn’t even need words.”* The chat howls.

[Lily pulls her pussy off his cock long enough to show off the thick hot gushing loads of Daddy's cum pouring out, she stuffs her fingers inside herself and then licks the mess off moaning in delight, before getting more on her fingers and putting them to Daddy's lips. He growls and pushes her to lay back while he pulls a camera right to the messy cunt in front of him, he plays with it then positions the camera to watch him devour her messy pussy]

Lily lifts herself off him with a slick *pop*, his cum already spilling down her thighs. She spreads her legs wider for the camera, two fingers plunging into her glistening pussy, scooping up thick ropes of his release. “*Fuck*,” she moans, dragging her fingers slowly over her tongue, eyes fluttering at the taste. Before he can react, she shoves her sticky fingers against his lips. He growls, gripping her hips and yanking her down onto the bed. The second camera jerks closer as he spreads her wide, his tongue lashing up her slit in one hungry stroke. Lily arches, gasping—his mouth is relentless, lapping up every drop, sucking her swollen clit between his teeth just hard enough to make her jerk. The camera catches the way his jaw works, the obscene slick sounds as he fucks her with his tongue, burying it deep where she’s still dripping. “Y-yes, just—” Her voice cracks, fingers knotting in his hair as his thumbs hook inside her, stretching her wider. The chat *explodes*—*He’s fucking rabid for it*—*Look at her shake*—but all she can do is grind against his mouth, whimpering, as he ruins her all over again.

[The other camera focuses on Lily's face, the sounds, parting lips, fluttering eyes] "Fuck yes, he's licking it all up, Daddy's devouring me... fuck Daddy! I'm gonna squirt in your mouth if you keep doing that... DADDY!!!"

The other camera zooms in tight—Lily’s lips part with a sharp gasp, her lashes fluttering as his tongue flicks faster against her clit. A high, broken moan spills from her throat when he curls two fingers inside her, crooking them just right. “*Fuck* yes, he’s—*ah!*—licking it *all* up,” she pants, hips rolling erratically against his mouth. “Daddy’s *devouring* me…” Her breath stutters as his teeth graze her swollen flesh, the sharp jolt of pleasure-pain making her heels dig into the sheets. The camera catches the exact moment she shatters—her back arching off the bed, thighs clamping around his head as a strangled scream tears free. “*Daddy!!*” Wet heat gushes over his tongue, her body jerking through the aftershocks while he drinks her down greedily. The chat floods with frenzied messages—*She’s wrecked*—*Holy shit, that sound*—but Lily’s too far gone, nails scraping the sheets as he keeps lapping at her oversensitive cunt, dragging out every last twitch. She whimpers, trembling, but he doesn’t stop—just growls against her and licks deeper.

[Lily breathless and panting looks at everyone jacking off in video chat, some looking close] "I can see you all jerking those cocks and rubbing those clits while watching, cum with us..." [Daddy ruts into her once more growling like a beast as he takes her]

Lily’s chest heaves as she lifts her head, sweat-slick hair sticking to her flushed skin. The monitor flickers with the frantic movement of hands—cocks stroked in time with Daddy’s thrusts, fingers circling swollen clits. “I *see* you,” she pants, biting her lip as his hips snap forward, filling her in one brutal shove. “*Mmh*—fuck, *yes*, stroke it harder—*cum with us*—!” The growl rumbling against her neck turns feral, his grip bruising as he yanks her back onto his cock. The camera shakes with each raw, wet slap of skin. Lily’s moan breaks into a sob when he reaches around, thumb grinding tight circles on her clit. “D-Daddy, I can’t—*ah!*—*again*—!” The chat blurs into a frenzy of *close* and *gonna blow*, but all she hears is the slap of flesh, the choked curses as he pistons into her, his free hand fisting in her hair. “Watch them,” he snarls, forcing her gaze to the screen. “Watch them *break* for you.” And she does—eyes glazed, mouth slack—as the first shuddering moans echo through the speakers, her own body convulsing as he drags her right back to the edge.

Lily’s vision whites out as another orgasm rips through her, thighs shaking violently around Daddy’s relentless thrusts. The chat erupts—gasps, groans, the slick sound of flesh pumping—but it’s all background noise to the raw scrape of his cock inside her, stretching her impossibly deeper. “*F-fuck*—*right there*!” Her voice cracks as his thumb presses harder against her clit, the pressure brutal and perfect. She watches a user’s fist blur on screen, their throat working around a ragged moan before their body jerks—*cumming*, just for her. Daddy’s grip tightens in her hair, yanking her head back to expose her throat as he fucks up into her with punishing strokes. “Let ‘em see,” he growls, teeth sinking into her shoulder. “Let ‘em hear how *ruined* you are.” Lily sobs as another wave crashes over her, her cunt fluttering around his cock like a vice. The speakers fill with the sound of quickening breaths, desperate cries—more and more tipping over the edge, synced to the rhythm of Daddy pounding her senseless. His free hand slides down to cradle her throat, squeezing just enough to make her gasp, hips stuttering as he drives her toward another peak. “*Now*, baby,” he rasps. “Make ‘em lose it.” She arches, screaming as pleasure detonates through her—and the chat explodes in unison.

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