Naughty Shay

Shay was far from a naughty girl. Quite the opposite. She was studious, smart, and hard working. She possessed a raw sensuality that made every man hard, but her naiviety made her oblivious to it.

Being a good girl was often boring. To break the monotony, Shay occassionally wrote anonymous erotic literature on the weekends. Her compositions were well-liked by fellow readers.

One particular fan, Stan, had been very responsive. He’d gone so far as to send her a private message. He seemed sane, articulate,,,,Shay responded.

Shay and Stan immediately hit it off. They discussed many topics. Shay knew that Stan was separated, and lived in another state.

Shay also recognized he was the type of man to whom she could actually talk to all night, in between (lots) of fucking.

That was a rare find. Shay wanted Stan.

Summer had approached. Shay knew, from Stan’s conversations, that his temporary living situation wasn’t ideal.

Shay decided to take a risk by drafting a message to Stan. She quickly hit send before she could change her mind :

“Hey There!
I hope you are having a great day! So,,I was thinking about the upcoming 4th of July long weekend. I don’t have any plans. Want to take a short road trip to come spend the weekend with me?”

Stan read the message. Blood started pulsing to his cock. He desperately wanted to fuck Shay. She didn’t know it, but he was completely into her.

Stan swiftly replied. “That would be amazing!”

Shay stood at the door, waiting for Stan’s arrival. They’d exchanged a lot of Daddy Daughter role play talk, so Shay dressed in a tight, semi-transparent pink baby doll. The ruffled hem landed at her hip bones; making a lovely introduction to the matching pink thong panties.

Shay had accessorized the outfit with white fish-net thigh highs, and pink, patent leather 6 inch heels. Her hair was tied into 2 braids hanging on either side of her neck. She was terrified; questioning what she’d been thinking by suggesting this.

Stan walked in the door. (He had commanded it be open). They took a moment to take each other in.

Stan was in his 50s. His glasses, turtleneck, and silver hair gave the appearance of a hot professor. Shay was instantly soaked.

Shay stood in the entrance as Stan took in her 34 DD tits, straining to be released from the tight baby doll top. Her large, hard nipples were visible through the material. Stan’s gaze moved downward, to her perfectly bare, soaked pussy. He got down on his knees, letting out an erotic moan after smelling her panties.

Stan grabbed Shay by the back of the neck, pulling her into him so he could kiss her full lips. He released his belt buckle with his free hand, and ordered Shay to place it in his hand.

Stan looked down on Shay. She looked so beautiful with his cock buried in her mouth. He ordered her to look up at him.

“I am your Dom this weekend.”

Reaching into his pants pocket, Stan pulled out a pink collar with a metal ring shaped like an O. He bent down, gently fastening the collar around Shay’s delicate neck. Next, Stan attached a metal leash to the O ring.

Stan used the leash to pull Shay further down onto his cock. “That’s it. Perfect. You’re gonna be Daddy’s sex slave this weekend. Do you understand?”

Shay shook her head up and down as she worshipped Stan’s engorged cock. She felt the leash pulling her upward upon confirmation.

The leash was guiding her to the couch. Stan sat down; forcing her to stand for a minute so he could drink her in.

“Come, baby. Come sit on Daddy’s lap. Let me get a look at what you’re wearing.”

Shay obidiently sat down; feeling Stan’s hard member. Stan was staring at her full tits. She felt his fingers begin to squeeze her nipples as he muttered, “Mmm,,,Daddy likes this outfit”.

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