Before I met my daddy I was dating my ex, I was 18 at the time, finishing my last year of high school, he was 22, working as an apprentice mechanic. I guess I did like him rather a lot, I wasn’t in love, but he was nice and I liked the way his forearms looked when he got off work, the grime and grease and sweat of hard days work always does something to me ?
I wasn’t as nice, i felt so guilty at night thinking about all the things he didn’t know about. But those guilt sessions always ended with me grabbing my box of toys, and inevitably, picking up the phone to send pictures I shouldn’t have been sending to men who I had no business sending pictures to.
I began to accept it, lean into it even. My man was happy, I wasn’t completely selfish. I let him fuck my ass, I let him use and abuse my throat. I let him take pictures and brag to his friends, I even let him brag about what I let him do in front of his friends sometimes when I was in a good mood.
After all, as much as it was degrading, he didn’t have to know that even if he didn’t notice the way his friends looked at me while he bragged, I did, And fuck did i like it.
It got to the point where I was almost obsessed. My normal routine went from getting ready for school, my man picking me up and dropping me off at school, to back home and rinse repeat… it went from that to begging him to fuck me before school every morning so I could go to school sore and cum filled.
Soon even that wasn’t enough, I was out of control, downloading and deleting dating apps, flirting with strangers. I got over my guilt there to, and when I did? Bliss… i had all the cock I wanted in the world. I fucked my first bbc, I sucked off men twice my age. Even a married man once.
Then I met my daddy. My daddy who tied me up in and fucked my ass till my bed broke. My daddy who once brought me into a 7/11 bathroom, and choke fucked me… I woke up on the bathroom floor with my daddy’s spent cock inside me. His hands loosening around my throat. The grimy bathroom on my naked back long stripped of clothing. I had never been so wet and sure of my place. I couldn’t keep my lips off my daddies cock while he drove me to my exes house.
He knew I was a slut, and he knew what to do with a slut. He wasn’t just aware I was meant to be shared. He made sure that I knew my place, that I knew my role was to take every cock I was told to. I learned that lesson quick the day daddy convinced me to let him and his friends use my holes in my bfs bed while he worked.
I left him two months after that, it would have been sooner, but daddy liked owning my pussy, he liked sending me back to him full of cum, all used up. And so did I.
My daddy owns me, through and through, that’s why I make sure that anyone who uses my holes NEVER leaves unsatisfied, I can’t allow them to think my daddy doesn’t train me to be a good cocksleeve ?
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fcqdz4/how_i_went_from_a_cheating_slut_to_a_loyal_free
Really hot story ?can only imagine what them holes r like tho??? thanks for sharing
married men are some of the best babe, and both a cheating slut and and a free use slut are very fun, i’d know. it’s even more fun if people watch, you should try it sometimes xx
Damn, I need to become friends with your daddy