Night 1
The last few hours of waiting for daddy were worse than the last few weeks. I contemplated touching myself somehwere in the airport, but i knew if i got into trouble and he found out, he would have punished me way more than he even promised to. I was scared to my bones, but also very, very horny. After I landed, he kept teasing me for the whole time he was available, didnt hesitate to donate his precious free minutes to his bratty little baby. We kept talking on the phone as he was approaching the flat, while I tried my hardest to look pleasant for him. I recieved him with a red lace thong, crystal jewellery, and a slutty smile. As we hugged I started to get wet, and accidentally or not, he dropped his airpods, which i, as his all-purpose servant, quickly offered to pick up. I bent down and he had a premier plane of my oiled up ass. He got so horny at that moment, that we didnt even waste five minutes on foreplay. He french-kissed me with such passion, that i could have enjoyed it for the whole night. I wanted more of his refreshing kisses, but he wanted more of my holes. When he pulled down his pants, i saw his strong, perfectly sculpted and erected, candy-like cock that just begged me to suck it. He didn’t allow me to. And so it goes, he made me obey and smashed it into my pussy with such power and heat that i let out a loud moan past midnight. He kept on pushing his hips into me as i was ecstatically laying and lost control of my surroundings. He didnt stop despite any begging, and ended up giving me the orgasm i didnt deserve. My legs were trembling, my shaking voice cut off my soft moans, and i felt such an intensive wave, that almost got me in tears how grateful i was serving this man and receiving all these pleasures from him at the same time. Then, considerate of my pleasure, but not of my feelings, he flipped me over and fucked me so raw like a dog, a filthy bitch who needed to be filled up by him. My sole purpose after cumming was to empty his balls with my tight pussy and swallow his bittersweet sperm as a token of obediance. He kept mercilessly screwing me, blocking my airflow so hard that he almost broke my respiratory tube, slapping my face til it became the color of my thong, like the piece of meat i am. My master looked at me, like my life is not worth a penny even in his eyes,and continued to abuse my hole until his eyeballs rolled back, and let go of all control, just living for the enjoyment of how his rich portion of cum was dripping down my lips, flowing onto his stomach, which i willingly licked off. I felt honored to be the subject of all his dirty fetishes and content that i fulfilled the sole purpose of my existence.
TRUE STORY Y’ALL, im still healing from that dick a week later ?
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/n5o1yu/reunion_with_daddy