I met Mikayla a few years ago on craigslist. I was posting in casual encounters as usual and she responded, just a little after midnight as I was getting ready to go to bed. In her email, she asked daddy to come fuck her, attaching a picture of a smiling girl with curly blonde hair. I got her address and made the 30-minute drive for what by all means should have been a bunch of bullshit. But it wasn’t. I picked her up in the parking lot of her apartment complex and we drove around a bit to make sure neither of us was a killer or a crazy person. “Daddy,” she said, “I’m really wet down there. Can you take me home?”
I took her home.
After, we exchanged numbers and promised to keep in touch. She kept calling me daddy with a big smile on her face, and we kissed as I backed out her door. We went on to date for about a month. It was nice, most of the time. She was a free spirited hippie type, with a sweet attitude and a ferocious appetite for weed that constantly fueled our long, dirty, debauched fuck sessions. It was dumb as hell, of course, but I never wore a condom with her. How could I not fuck this sex goddess bare?
I was in love with her body. She was 22, a few years younger than me. A little over 5 feet, with that dirty blonde hair in waves down past her shoulders. She was fit, with little A cup tits and nipples that got so hard when she was turned on. She had a small bush, the same shade as her hair, and a cute, well-rounded butt. She was submissive, and not just a little bit. She told me I could do anything I wanted to her. I took full advantage of that, and she loved it all. She loved to be fucked hard, she loved to have cock forced down her throat, she loved to be fingered in the pussy and the ass at the same time. Every kink and fetish I brought up was met with a smile and a yes, definitely!
She was an exhibitionist. Once I took us out for a mid-day date, headed to the zoo. When we reached the freeway, she started to strip. Soon she was bare ass naked in my passenger seat, pants around her ankles. She moved her hand down to her clit and went to work. I could smell her arousal and it was incredible. It was a 45 minute drive to the zoo. When we were almost there I pulled over in as secluded a spot as I could find on short notice, and she came, squirting a pool onto my leather seats.
We had a lot of fun together, but it quickly became clear that this was one of those relationships with an expiration date. She wanted marriage and kids, and on a pretty accelerated timetable. I wanted no part of either of those things on any sort of timetable. We delayed the inevitable as long as we could, but eventually, the other shoe dropped and we broke up.
We didn’t stop fucking though. I made regular late night visits to her apartment for a while before I met another girl (not on craigslist!). Early returns were promising, and things were starting to get more serious. I was ready to have the exclusivity talk with my new girl, which meant that this little arrangement had to end. I sent Mikayla a text asking if we could talk, and she said sure, as long as I brought lunch. Besides, she wanted to show me her new apartment. I was pretty sure she wanted to end that particular tour in the bedroom, but I decided I had to be strong. I was going over there to break it off. We were not going to fuck.
I showed up with burgers. We shot the shit through lunch, then got down to business. I told her we had to stop, and why. She cried. It sucked. I held her and let her bury her head into my shoulder until she calmed down. Finally she pulled away and composed herself. Then she told me that we didn’t have to stop seeing each other. I could fuck her any time I wanted, she didn’t care if I was seeing someone else. Besides, nobody else needed to know.
Of course I wanted to tell her she was right, but I couldn’t do it. It wasn’t me. Somehow I told her no again. I’m not sure how, because being so close to her had a serious effect on me. So did her shameless offering of her body. It awoke a hunger inside me that I could barely control.
She said OK, then laid down on the floor in front of her television. She grabbed a blanket and pulled it up to her shoulders. For a minute neither of us said anything. I just sat there on her couch, not sure what to do next. “Daddy,” she said. “Come hold me.”
There were two paths I could take at this point. The first was getting up, saying that I needed to go, and leaving her apartment. I knew what was going to happen if I stayed. I considered, very reasonably in my opinion, that I hadn’t actually had that conversation with my new girl yet. Instead of heading for the door, I chose to lay on the floor next to Mikayla, scooching in underneath the blanket with her. Our bodies found each other. She was warm and she smelled so good. After a moment she said “Daddy, feel.” Then she took my hand and put it on her ass. She had taken off her shorts and panties and my hand was on the bare skin of her ass. I felt electric. We stayed in that position as I grappled with the last vestiges of my willpower. It was a battle that was already lost.
I took my hand off her ass and reached around to squeeze her little tits through the thin fabric of her shirt, and she moaned. I growled and ground my rapidly hardening cock, still in my shorts, against her ass. I reached a hand under her shirt and found her nipples. She never wore bras, didn’t need them. With my other hand I reached down and unbuckled my belt, sliding my shorts and boxers down. I kicked out of them, then grabbed her by the hair and pulled her over to face me. I told her that daddy was going to fuck her face.
She whimpered and I pulled her down to my cock. She always gave amazing head, knew just what to do with her tongue, and took a facefucking like a champ. It was one of my favorite things to do to her, and I needed it now. I was intoxicated by her, overcome with lust. She had offered herself and I intended to take her. My cock felt like it was on fire. I pushed her head down my shaft and held her there. She vibrated on my cock, eyes wide, then spluttered a cough, and I let her up. I gave her enough time to gasp, then took her back down and started fucking in earnest. I told her she was a good girl as I rammed myself down her throat. I found my rhythm and felt my balls begin to tighten and and my cock swell. I kept going, fucking her throat like it was her pussy. I was holding nothing back, fucking her in a primal frenzy. I saw that she was using her free hand to masturbate, rubbing hard on her clit. It was too much. I growled and shot my load hard down her throat, pulling her in so that her nose touched my stomach. I held her there as I pumped my cum down her throat, until my balls were completely drained. She was still looking up at me with those wide green eyes, smiling around my dick and still lazily touching herself. She looked as blissed-out as I felt.
When I recovered I returned the favor. She came as hard as I had ever seen her, and that was saying something. There wasn’t much to say after that. We cleaned up, recovered our wits, and I kissed her goodbye. I didn’t see her for three or four years, then shortly before I left town she contacted me offering to return a vaporizer I had left at her place. I took her up on the offer, curious. It turned out that this time there was no subtext, and that was OK with me. We had our summer, and I’ll always remember it.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ctl1xx/mf_mikaylas_farewell_facefuck