I rang the doorbell, and took a deep breath. I was scared, nervous, curious. I wondered if answering the ad was a good idea. I needed financial security yes, but at this cost? At the same time, the little voice inside my head that had made me answer in the first place said to me, "You know the real reason you answered that ad. It turns you on. Admit it." It did turn me on. It made my juices flow in my deepest core, and my pussy started to lightly throb. The thought of being taken care of by an older, rich, father-like man. Taken care of in every way- especially sexually. But it all seemed so wrong, so taboo. My worries and anxiety only seemed to escalate the throbbing in my pussy.
Someone approached the door through leaded glass. They were tall, but I couldnt make them out. He opened the door. "Hi", I said, trying to sound cheerful. My naivete was obvious. There was a deluge of emotions pouring over me in an undefinable way at that moment. Relief that he wasn't repulsive, stark fear of the unknown, a desire to flee, yet a strong longing to purge myself of the fantasy I had until now only been able to live out in my mind. He was surely in his fifties, but strong, youthful, and intense. The ad had stated that he was looking for someone to come live in his home. He would pay for my schooling, housing, food everything. In exchange, we would have a discreet relationship. He'd be my daddy, and I'd be his special plaything. We had been exchanging letters for a couple of weeks, and the terms were clear. This was the final commitment.
He was so self-assured and calm it was jarring to my 18-year old mind. I was so unsure of myself. "Come in, and welcome", he smiled at me, and put his hand on my shoulder to guide me inside. At that moment I felt an electrifying jolt go through me, sizzling down my back, almost jerking my body physically. I set my bags down, letting a silent maid who seemed to appear from nowhere take them away. I was momentarily in awe of the gradiose entry-way, when he said over my shoulder, "Let me show you to your rooms". I turned to him, looking up. "Okay". I sounded so silly compared to him.
Up the staircase and down a dimly lit hall we came to two big doors. He opened one. There was a small sitting room inside. "These are your rooms for your personal use. There is a sitting area, and behind there a bedroom. I reside in the west wing of the house, but I imagine, if you'd like, we can spend much time together here". The fear started creeping up again, the sudden desire to flee. But with that also returned the desire to mount his cock and reel away in passion. He opened the door to one of the interior rooms. Beyond it I could see a huge bed, plush, ready for use. "I want to officially welcome you here, and tell you that you are safe, and going to be very well cared for," he whispered gently, at the same time enveloping me in his arms. I went stiff, then remembered that this was what I wanted, and let the fear and passion take over me. I breathed out, and then realized that the hardness I felt against my body was his cock. It felt rockhard, and huge. He had claimed to be well-endowed, and he wasn't exaggerating. I hoped my small form wouldn't be broken. I was at least a foot shorter than him and small-boned. Just the feeling of his hard cock near my pussy make the juices flow and my pussy throb for more. I wondered if he could feel the throbbing too.
His hands began to quiver a little, as they made their way down my back, finally resting on my firm, round ass. "Say it, my love" he said. I knew what he wanted. I knew what I wanted. The words came out of my mouth hoarsely, "Take care of me daddy, I need my big daddy's cock inside my wet, throbbing pussy." He had wanted me to say such a thing to him, but as soon as I did, I knew I meant every word. He groaned in anticipation, and began to slip my leggings off, grabbing my ass and gently rubbing my hard nippes under my shirt. I stripped off all my clothing, and he did the same. He picked up my small, lithe body, and took me to the bed. I let my pussy slide up and down his cock, teasing him, letting him feel the wet juices from my pussy, and tickling my own clit in the meantime. He leaned up, and suckled my breasts, large for my size, but perfect for fitting into his mouth. One hand on my ass, the other holding my tit, he played with the nipple, using his tongue to flick and lick to his delight.
Suddenly his grip on my ass became stronger, and moved to my waist. He removed his hand from my tit, laid back, and used both hands to push my pussy down onto his pulsating cock, no longer able to stand the anticipation of fucking his special plaything. I rode him hard, and he helped me ride him harder by pushing and pulling my tiny waist back and forth, jerking my body on his. His cock filled me up completely, barely having any room to move. It was so large, it almost hurt me, but the fact that it was so big gave me another desire- to get it as far inside me as possible. Faster and faster I rode, feeling the anticipating of coming all over his cock quickly descending upon me. "I'm going to come soon," he moaned.
"Just come inside my pussy, daddy," I demanded. "I want your cum."
"No, I can't, I should pull out," he countered. I was about to come, and I knew it'd be even sweeter if I had his cum pouring out inside me, filling me up. "Oh god, here it comes," he said, the whole time never letting his grip go. I knew what he wanted. "Yes, yes daddy, put your cum inside me. Put it in my pussy. I want your big, fat cock to cum all over inside me." I felt the sensation of orgasm rear up inside me, and would not be stopped. I had never felt anything so intense. He started pumping his cock into my body, taking over from my riding. He pumped hard, my wet pussy slapping against him. Our bodies stiffened with the apex of our climax, trying to get as far inside each other as we could, although we were already joined to the hilt. I could feel his cum gush into me, and we were both awash in a river of pure, uninhibited pleasure. Slowly, we recovered, ungripping fingernails, releasing holds, covered in the pure sweat that only comes with the releasing of pent up sexual urges. At that moment, I became free of my bonds of inhibition, and a slave to my deepest sexual desires. I never looked back.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/3e780s/his_little_playthingpublished_under_my_pen_name
Great story, thanks for sharing.
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