Tuesday, April 27th, 2021
For u/ThrowAwayStowAweigh. Thank you.
I walked into the hotel at 5:30pm. He was coming down the sweeping staircase and when he heard the lobby door open he stopped and looked up, one foot on each step, his eyes locked on me. Daddy.
He knew what I would look like. I had sent him pictures and he had picked my outfit for the day. But, there was something different about seeing him standing there on the stairs. I was so nervous. He was lean with fine brown hair and a salt and pepper beard. He looked young for 51.
I walked over to him, wanting to give him a hug but not knowing what to do. I settled for an awkward nod as I said hello. When I got to him, he immediately turned us back up the stairs to his hotel room. I’m not going to lie, I was super freaked that I was going directly to the hotel room of a stranger without drinks, small talk, or anything else.
We got in to the room and he took my coat. I awkwardly commented on the room and the patio outside. It was beautiful, but I felt like I wasn’t taking anything in. I don’t know how it happened, but I found myself with my hands against the wall and my ass out as daddy slowly slid my jeans down off my hips and lifted each foot carefully out of the pant legs after taking off my shoes. Strong but slim hands and wrists ran over the side of my legs. He slid his hands up the inside of my thighs stopping just short of my pussy. I could feel my pussy juice on the inside of my thighs and I knew I had completely soaked through my panties. I was trembling violently. Daddy turned me around and pressed my back against the wall, making me put my hands on my head and my feet shoulder width apart. I’m not sure if he kissed me then. What I do know is that he began to finger me and rub softly against my clit. I came apart in his hands. Within 30 seconds of walking into the room he had undressed me and within two minutes I orgasmed on his hand and I was his.
Daddy laid me down on the big white bed. From here it was all a blur. His head between my legs and me asking him if I could hold his head. His fine brown hair soft under my fingers and his eyes locked on mine.
He put a blindfold on me and had me lay on my back with my hands above my head. He tortured my clit with soft strokes. I found myself curling inward as if my cunt was the center of my being, aching with the need to touch him. I tried so hard to hold still for him, but I couldn’t. I begged daddy to let me touch him until he relented and let me grab him with all my strength as I rode another wave of orgasm.
He let me breath a moment or two and got me some water, but he didn’t stop there. Daddy’s stroked my clit until it became unbearable and then he put a vibrator on me and I felt like I wasn’t even a person anymore. I distantly heard myself saying “yes, daddy. Please, daddy,” over and over again until I was yelling and then screaming “Daddy, daddy, daddy!”
I felt like crying but there was no emotion left inside me. I laid there while he held me and whispered, “breathe, breathe.”
This whole time he was still completely dressed and he hadn’t let my hands wander down past his belt.
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What really shocked me though wasn’t the sex. It was laying in his arms. He held me and stroked softly along my entire body. Fingers twisting in my pubic har. Gentle caresses along the swell where my breasts meet my rib cage. Firm scratching and massaging of my scalp.
The whole time he talked softly to me. Answering my questions. Telling me how beautiful I am. How happy he felt to be there with me.
He held me as I masturbated in his arms, whispering in my ear about how we would be with a woman together. He told me he would teach me how to please her the way he pleased me. He described me going down on her and feeling her come apart at the seams. I came in his arms, clenching him against me as hard as I could and unable to stop myself from biting his neck.
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I called him daddy and I meant it. He made me feel safe in my skin. He looked me in the eye and called me by name. He said, “I see you,” and I believed him. Daddy made me feel wanted, and strong, and powerful. And when I told him he made me feel beautiful he corrected me and said I am beautiful.
He whispered my fantasies in my ear while he rubbed my clit. Describing how he would form a line of men who would cum on me, and how the taste of their cum would mix with the taste of their wives. Daddy described the power of my beautiful queer cunt. He let me be me and reveled in me. He told me to bury my face in his armpit. He smelled so sweet and I came again pressed into him.
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I begged him to let me touch all of him. I asked him to let me see him. He let me take his cock in his mouth. I tried to suck him the way I thought he would like, but I could barely keep him in my mouth through the pleasure. I alternated between suckling him fiercely and trembling around his cock, my face slack with each orgasm that passed.
I wanted him so badly then.
As I came down, I nuzzled into daddy. He let me sink into him, never once pushing me away. He asked me what I was feeling and the only thing I could think to say is that I wanted to burrow into him.
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Hours later, we climbed under the covers to sleep. I put on a silky blue nightgown with white lace along the edges. It was my first time being dressed in hours. His eyes lit up when he saw me. I laid over him and slowly ground my clit against his erection. He grew harder and harder. He let me take him in my mouth again as he ran his hands over the silk feeling the curve of my waist and the firmness of my ass. I could see he liked it. Daddy began stroking himself with his tip in my mouth. He was so hard and was straining under me. Then he suddenly pushed me away and told me to lay down on my back. I scrambled to obey. He kneeled above me and came all across my chest, spurts and spurts of cum. As he was coming down he placed my hand on his cock. I gently stroked my fingers across him and he shook violently, his back arching and his head thrown back.
The feeling of staring up at daddy was burned inside me. His warm cum on my breasts. Each convulsion as he floated back to earth from his orgasm. I felt so possessive in that moment. I wanted every single inch of him.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/n2nzcl/fm_f27m51_my_first_time_with_daddy