“DADDY” IS MY SECRET PORN DIRECTOR! 8

Chapter 8 “Ahh—em-“ I stammered. “Her brake stopped working so we decided to check it, nothing much” daddy said quickly. I looked at mum’s face, expecting her to buy it. “Oh okay, Dinner is just about ready. I made that pasta you both like. Come on in and get washed up.” She said And I sigh immediately. That was close. Daddy gave her another quick nod, but his eyes flicked to me with this intense look that made my p***y clench again. He signaled with his eyes for me to follow him upstairs. I turned to Mom and said, “I just need to go quickly and finish some work stuff first, Mom. I’ll be down for dinner a bit.” She smiled and waved us off without thinking twice, completely trusting like always. I followed him straight to his room. The second we got inside he slammed the door shut and pushed me up against it from behind, yanking my gown up over my hips so my bare ass and still-dripping p***y were completely exposed. “What are you doing!? Mom is downstairs! We almost got caught just now” I whispered sharply, my heart racing. My hands pressed flat against the door as I felt his body press right up behind me. His hard c**k was already out again, thick and hot as it rubbed between my ass cheeks. He didn’t answer with words at first. Instead he grabbed my hips tight and spread my legs wider with his foot. “Shut your mouth and push that ass back,” he growled low in my ear, his voice rough and full of need. “You’ve been teasing me for months on that set without you even knowing it. Now you’re going to take Daddy’s c**k again right here while your mom is right downstairs cooking dinner.” I bit my lip hard, my body shaking with a mix of fear and this wild excitement that made my p***y throb. This is so dangerous. Mom could come up any second and catch us like this, but my hips pushed back on their own, rubbing my wet folds along his thick shaft. “ Daddy… we can’t… what if she hears?” I whispered, even as my voice came out all breathy and needy. He reached around and rubbed the head of his c**k up and down my soaked slit, coating himself in my juices and his own leftover c*m from the car. “You don’t want me to stop. I can feel how f*****g wet you still are. This p***y is greedy for more.” Without any more warning he pushed forward and sank back inside me in one long, deep thrust. I had to press my face against the door to muffle my moan. “f**k… Daddy… you’re still so hard,” I gasped quietly. My walls stretched around him again, still sensitive from the car. He started f*****g me with these slow but powerful strokes, grinding deep each time. The sound of his hips slapping against my ass was quiet but wet and filthy. He leaned in closer, one hand reaching around to rub my c**t in tight circles while the other covered my mouth. “That’s right. Take it. You love getting f****d by me while your mom is downstairs, don’t you? My good girl turned into such a nasty slut for Daddy’s cock.” I nodded fast, moaning against his palm as pleasure shot through me. My p***y clenched around him with every thrust, pulling him deeper. The risk made everything feel ten times stronger. My legs shook and my juices kept dripping down my thighs. Every time he buried himself fully I could feel his balls press against me, heavy and warm. “Tell me you want it,” he whispered harshly, speeding up his thrusts a little. “Tell Daddy how much you need this c**k stretching your pussy.” “I need it,” I whimpered against his hand, my voice muffled. “I need your c**k so bad, Daddy. I can’t stop thinking about it. Even with Mom right there… I want you to f**k me harder. Fill me up again.” He thrust deeper, his thick c**k stretching my p***y wide open with each push. I could feel every vein on his shaft dragging along my inner walls, making my whole body tremble. My t**s pressed against the door as he f****d me from behind, my n*****s hard and aching. Inside my head everything was spinning. I should feel guilty but all I feel is this raw heat burning between my legs. I want him to ruin me completely. His hand left my mouth and moved down to squeeze my tit hard, pinching the n****e between his fingers. “Good girl. Keep that ass pushed back. Let Daddy use this sloppy hole.” I was just starting to rock back against him harder when I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. My whole body froze. My p***y clamped down tight around his c**k out of pure panic, but he did not stop moving. He kept sliding in and out slowly, his breath hot on my neck. “Lovie? Honey, are you okay in there?” Mom’s voice came from right outside the door. “I thought I heard some weird sounds. Like thumping or something. Is everything alright?” Then the door knob twisted. My heart slammed in my chest.