Daddy Don't Be Mad At Me

Tom looked up at Gail.

"She is," Gail said. "Cherry as they come."

He looked over at Ronnie who nodded confirmation from her hands and knees position in front of her man.

He looked back down at me and my wild eyed terror.

"Sorry, Babes," he said and sank downward.

I screamed as he penetrated me. He just pushed in, going deeper and deeper. I felt something pulling in me, stretching, tearing and hurting like nothing ever hurt before in my life. Suddenly I felt, almost heard, a pop and I shrieked in pain. My world burst into colored stars and the room darkened.

Tom just pushed on down, continuing to hurt me as my hands pushed desperately up against his chest.

Then he was all the way in, his crotch mashed against my crotch and the tip of his penis touching something way up inside me and nudging it aside. He lifted up, pulling out, and I screamed again as it felt as if all the skin inside my pussy was being dragged out with him. Then he sank back in me, gliding slickly with something fluid that leaked in me, coating his cock. I squeezed my eyes shut, absorbing the pain, trying not to scream again.

"Holy shit," Tom said. "You girls weren't lying. She is cherry. Holy fuck, a virgin!"

He sounded happy and started moving in and out of me, grinding past my pain which was feeling less intense by the moment.

His movements were smooth, his cock steadily stroking in and out of me. He seemed to be enjoying himself and when I finally opened my eyes there was a content, happy look on his face. He rested his weight on one elbow and with his other hand reached to feel my breast. I was too far gone to stop him. I didn't want him touching me anywhere. But his fingering felt good and that, combined with the new sensations growing in my pussy, caused me to mellow a bit. It was starting to feel good. He lowered his head and took one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking it upward and in so that it pulled my breast a little. It felt good, really good.

And now he was changing his fucking angle, rotating his hips in a figure eight so that his cock touched different parts inside me. I heard myself start to moan. This felt good.

I couldn't help myself and grabbed his hips, wanting his cock to touch again a certain place inside. My pussy was starting to tremble and I felt fluids leaking out. I cannot explain the tingling that was building inside me, the intensity of feelings that were coming forth. All I know is that suddenly I wanted more. He wasn't giving me enough.

My pleasure was rising but I wanted it to come faster. I grabbed his hips hard and pushed my pelvis up to meet him. I needed that dick deeper inside me. I needed it to touch places that made me explode. I wanted it to tear into me and find my hot spots, my valleys of pleasure, my center of orgasm.

And then he hit it. It was while he was pumping faster and breathing harder. He was pile driving me, he was fucking me so fast. Then at one moment he jerked hard and mashed himself so deep in me he hit my back wall again. He creamed at that instant, yelling at the top of his lungs. I felt his goo spray all over inside me, hitting stuff, splattering on things that jumped at the contact, triggering me to scream and blow in a wild, heavy, intense orgasm. My body danced with pleasure, thrusting up at him, taking his load and spinning for joy at its acceptance. I nearly lost it as the feelings literally ripped through my body. My breasts swelled up, my nipples hardened, my pussy got hot and goose bumps popped up all over me. My body was its own entity, shivering and shaking out of my control as his cock hit my insides again and again, wetting me, soaking me and coating me with his stuff.

I finished my orgasm, wheezing hard to recover the air I'd lost. Gail and Ronnie were next to the couch, staring down at me, as were their fuck friends.

"Shit, Laura," Ronnie said. "You don't play around, do you?"

I smiled sheepishly up at her as I heard one of the guys say: "I'm next."

Before I knew it, Gail's man was on top of me pushing his slightly smaller cock into my cunt. I took him easily after experiencing Tom's length and width. Heck, I almost didn't feel him. The guy who's dick was the first ever in my mouth rode me rapidly and inexpertly. But it was a fuck. I found myself feeling good again as I embraced this bucking bronco. The pleasures were inside me, making me flush, but I wasn't ready to come again. I let him thrash around inside me, gently stroking him as he grunted and groaned and mashed his dick into me. He took a little while and I noticed Gail nursing Tom back to an erection with her mouth. I felt slightly jealous that the man who took my virginity was being serviced by another woman but got distracted by the guy inside me starting to come. I felt a mild wetness inside me as he expelled, but his cream definitely wasn't as much as Tom's. I remembered that he had come in my mouth earlier and that he must have cum a couple times before that with the other girls. Maybe he was running out.

He kissed me hard on the lips, grabbed one of my boobs and rolled off me to the floor.

I was able to take two undisturbed breaths before hands roughly grabbed my hips and tried to roll me over.

"Turn over, woman," Ronnie's man said. "I'm gonna teach you what doggie style is about."

He propped me up on my knees so that my ass was up in the air. I felt so exposed as he first fingered my twat then pressed his dick against it.

"Here goes, Darling," he shouted as he plunged straight in.

I had to scream again. His cock penetrated me deeply in one quick, long thrust. His crotch banged into my butt and he 'yeehawed'. He smacked my ass, causing me to buck and then grabbed my waist and started pummeling my pussy. His rutting had a wavy motion to it and soon I found myself matching him, bending and rising at my waist.

"Oh yeah, you know how to ride, Doggie," he yelped and fucked me royally. He reached a hand beneath me and found my pussy with his fingers. I reacted, jerking suddenly as he pressed two digits against my clit.

"Take it, bitch, take it!"

I got the impression her was riding a galloping horse and then realized it was me he was riding. It was me who was running full out through the prairie land carting my cowboy to his destination. Rocking back against him, seeing the rolling hills, feeling the thread of the land as my hoofs beat against the dirt lifting us away and away.

My pussy ached and his fingers thrummed my clit making it hurt with unreleased pleasure. His riding was too much. The pleasure was building too quickly. I collapsed flat on the couch and he stayed with me, riding my flattened body. The fabric of the couch rose against my clit with each of his thrusts, rubbing my cunt, stimulating my clit. I bawled out in pleasure as I felt another orgasm approaching. I couldn't buck back, I couldn't move as his weight pressed me into the couch. With my body trapped, the pending orgasm mounted to an intensity I couldn't bear. It burst forth, making me scream wildly as I trembled, trapped under his constant pounding.

He rode straight through my orgasm, not coming, not breaking pace. My pussy was over sensitive, too sensitive and I needed him to stop, the intensity of my feelings were too much. But I couldn't stop him and my abused pussy did what it was designed to do and came again, shuddering and spasming and soaking him and the couch. Still he didn't stop and I twitched and shivered and moaned and screamed with the unending, unceasing, unyielding throes of passion that were tearing through me. I was losing consciousness, shivering and shaking so, when I felt his wetness spill inside me. He jerked against my flattened bum, expending himself inside me. He yanked his cock out and I felt something wet splatter on my back.

I was beyond caring. My body was shaking uncontrollably, still experiencing orgasm after orgasm long after the dick has left my hole.

I don't know how long it was before I felt Ronnie and Gail shaking me awake, telling me it was time to go home.

I fumbled into my clothes and staggered out into the main room of the night club. It had already closed and the only people there were sweeping and cleaning up. A couple of them glanced mischievously at me and the girls as we walked through and one even received a kiss from Gail. The guys were no where in sight and we soon reached the car.

I shook off the haze of my first night's fucking and got behind the wheel and managed to drive Gail and Ronnie home before coming here to you, Daddy.

I did enjoy my night, Daddy. I told you the entire tale so that you would know that, no matter the consequences of my actions, I really did enjoy myself.

Isn't that what counts in the long run?

Except right now, today, I found out that there is something else that counts. I'm four moths pregnant, Daddy. I suspected a couple moths back but didn't want it to be true so I waited for my next period and then the next. They never came so this morning I went to the doctor.

Your Laura is going to have a baby.

I only had sex that one, first night, so I know one of the three guys is the father. But which one? I never even learned their names and since then I found out that Ronnie and Gail had never seen those three guys before in their lives.

I want my baby, Daddy. I want it with all my soul. I know you can never forgive me for what I did, but I couldn't bear it if you were mad at me.

I've moved my things over to Gail's apartment. She wants the baby too. Since that night, when Gail kissed me, we have been together sexually many more times. I find I like her. And I like the way she touches me better than how any of the three guys touched me. Even so, I miss the feel of a hard cock in my vagina. Maybe in the future I will find a man who can be father to my child and husband to me, but for now, Gail has that role and I love her very much for being there for me.

That's all I have to say, Daddy. My phone number at Gail's is at the bottom of this letter. Call me if you want, but I will understand if you don't. Just please, don't be mad at me.

Love,

Laura