Make Me Moan, Daddy-Chapter 78

DOMENICO

I watched Reina’s chest rise and fall, her whole body soft and worn out from what we’d done downstairs.

The sheet had slid down to her hips, showing the red welts, wax spots, and bite marks I’d left on her.

My cock was still hard and slick from everything downstairs, pressing against her ass with every pulse. I brought her up here so she could rest.

That was the lie I told myself. The truth was I had planned for her to fall asleep so I could finally execute my most darkest fantasy ever.

I had always wanted to take Reina when she was fast, deep asleep.

I’d been jerking off to this idea for months. My son’s wife passed out on my bed, completely unaware, and me finally getting to fuck her while she slept.

The wrongness of it—screwing my own daughter-in-law while she was unconscious—turned me on so much that I’d shoot huge loads in the shower countless of times just thinking about using her body like a sex toy.

It was fucked up. I knew it. But I couldn’t stop myself.

Reina sighed in her sleep, a soft, dreamy sound that snapped my leash.

I moved slow, predator-silent. One hand slid under her thigh, lifting and spreading her legs apart. Didn’t want to wake her.

My other hand guided my cock to her entrance. She was still drenched with both sweat and cum so it made it even more fun, knowing I wouldn’t be needing a lube, or having to waste time preparing her tight cunt for me.

The head of my cock nudged her swollen folds, and I pushed in. One long, deliberate glide until I was buried to the hilt, bottoming out in her wet cunt.

"Fuuuck," I hissed, my voice shredded. "Jesus Christ, baby, your cunt’s still gripping me like a fist."

She didn’t stir. Her walls fluttered, half-conscious, milking me instinctively. I pulled back slow, savoring every inch of drag, then sank back in again, deeper and harder this time.

The bed creaked. Her breath hitched, but her eyes stayed closed, lashes trembling like butterfly wings.

My fucking butterfly.

I kept a steady pace. Slow at first, then harder whenever I wanted. The sounds of my skin slapping against hers were loud and messy, nothing fancy, just straightforward and rough.

"Goddamn, Reina," I groaned, burying my face in her hair, inhaling her scent, all sex and sweat and me. All me.

"You’re so fucking tight when you’re out like this. Like your pussy was made to take me raw even in your sleep."

I hooked an arm under her knee, spreading her wider to accommodate me, angling her hips. My fingers found her clit, swollen and slick, and I rubbed in tight, ruthless circles. Her body responded even in sleep, hips rolling faintly, inner walls clenching, fresh warm slick coating my shaft.

"Shit! Look at you," I rasped, my voice breaking. "Leaking my cum while you dream. You love this, don’t you? Love being Daddy’s little fuck toy even when you’re unconscious."

I gasped, my cock growing thicker inside her. "Tell me, are you dreaming about me fucking you right now? Can you feel that I’m inside you?"

Her moans started low, sleepy whimpers that grew into soft cries. I fucked her harder, hips snapping, my cock moving in and out of her sweet little pussy so fast the headboard knocked against the wall.

Sweat dripped from my temple into my eyes, stinging. I bit her shoulder, teeth sinking in, and she arched in her sleep, pussy fluttering wildly.

"Fuck, baby, moan for me, please," I growled, my fingers rubbing mercilessly on her clit. "Let me hear how much you need this cock."

I wasn’t exactly expecting a reaction from her, but she gave one.

"Aahh!" she moaned.

A broken, dreamy sound that went straight to my balls.

I felt her orgasm building, the ripple of her walls, and I snarled, driving deeper. My own edge loomed, spine tingling, balls drawing up tight.

"Gonna fill you up with my seed, baby," I panted, voice raw and filled with lust. "Gonna pump you so full you’ll taste me in your throat. My son’s wife, swollen with my seed. Fuck, that’s filthy. We’re filthy, baby."

Tears leaked from my eyes—not from guilt, but from the sheer, overwhelming perfection of her cunt.

From the way she took me, asleep and trusting, her body a sleeve built for my cock. From the deranged high of using her like this, knowing I could stop and she’d never know—but I wouldn’t. I couldn’t.

I was close. So fucking close. My thrusts turned erratic, hips slamming, cock swelling impossibly thick. I started to pull out, one last shred of decency, not wanting to spill inside her without her consent, I could only do that when she was awake and aware.

My cock slid free with a wet pop, and I fisted it, ready to mark her outside like I had always done inside.

Then her hand clamped around my wrist.

My eyes snapped to her face. Reina’s lashes fluttered, eyes still closed, but her grip was strong. Her voice came out hoarse, slurred with sleep and orgasm.

"Don’t stop."

I froze, breath sawing in and out. She tugged my wrist, guiding my cock back to her entrance, pushing her hips against me.

"I love how you’re taking me," she mumbled, voice thick with want. "Love waking up with you inside. Please, Daddy. Fill me with your cum."

The last of my control shattered.

I slammed back in, one brutal thrust that punched a cry from her throat. Her eyes snapped open, glassy, dazed, but burning with the same deranged hunger I felt.

I fucked her awake, hips snapping, cock moving so fast the bed shook. She clawed at the sheets, at my arm, legs spreading wider, toes digging into the mattress.

"Harder," she gasped. "Break me, daddy."

I did.

I flipped her onto her stomach, yanked her hips up, and drove in from behind. The angle was deeper, so fucking perfect.

My hands gripped her waist hard enough to bruise, pulling her back onto every thrust. Her pussy spasmed, squirting around my cock, soaking the sheets. I reached under her, pinched her clit, and she screamed into the pillow, coming so hard her whole body seized.

I followed her over.

"Fuck, princes!"

The orgasm hit like a gunshot. I roared, vision whiting out, cock swelling impossibly thick as I emptied into her. Rope after rope, thick and endless, flooding her cunt until it leaked around my shaft, down her thighs, onto the bed.

I kept thrusting through it, milking every drop, grinding deep, sweat rolling down my face from the intensity.

When it finally ebbed, I collapsed over her, chest heaving, cock still twitching inside her. Reina whimpered, pushing back weakly, trying to keep me buried. I kissed the sweat-slick skin between her shoulder blades, tasting just as sweet as the rest of her.

"Sleep, baby," I rasped, voice shredded. "I’ve got you."

She sighed, already drifting again, my cum pooling beneath her. I stayed inside her, plugging her full, and let the darkness take us both.