Boyfriend embraces Daddy Dom role (first erotica, Ddlg, nervous and embarrassed, maledom, corruption role play)

He’s listening, but he can’t hold eye contact for more than a moment at a time. That’s usually the first give away that he’s feeling wound up, and he has been having a hard time with shifts lately. His eyes dart around, catching my eyes occasionally but settling mainly on my waist. I’m lay in the position he likes; on my side with my body slightly twisted, accentuating the steep curve between my hips and my waist.

‘Yeah it’s a lot of work, but it will be worth it when I graduate and I’ve got months to get my head together. I just need to let off more steam, maybe we could go for more walks?’. I see his chest rise a little higher at the mention of letting off steam, his breath catching momentarily. I twist my waist further and being my knee up towards my chest. He can see my arse now, and his eyes linger.

He smiles and nods, externally unfazed and calm, but he doesn’t look at me. Maybe he’s worried I will know what’s going on in his mind right now, be able to see exactly how he wants to take me. The thought of him fantasising sends waves of excitement through my pelvis, and I immediately start to feel nervous.

I carry on. ‘I should buy that gym set I was looking at, it might motivate me’ Now I’m really teasing him, putting images in his head I know will wind him up further. He’s always liked my arse in gym leggings. He still doesn’t let on. ‘We can go tomorrow after your lectures if you want babe?’

My heart rate has increased. We’re practically married with seven years of sexual encounters behind us, but recently things have been different, sexually. We had danced around kink and bdsm in conversations more in the last couple of years, and neither of us were prepared for how intensely we reacted to things. In the space of a few fucks, things had slipped out that neither of us even knew would get us going the way they did. We had crossed some boundaries, ventured into spaces that made us a little uncomfortable.

Uncomfortable, but also insatiably aroused. And now every time we fuck, there’s this tension. Anticipation. I move closer to him on the bed, and start to rub his arm a little. God I’m definitely horny, all I can think as I trace the lines of his tattoo is how good his forearm looks when he fingers me, tensing up with each stroke. I pull his top up a little and run my fingers along his lower stomach, casually enough for him to doubt that it’s a come on.

I’ve still not replied to his offer about shopping, but he doesn’t seem to have noticed. I wonder if he’s thinking about the last time we let go, and my pussy throbs at the memory. At the time I had been battling internally for months with whether to open up about a sudden kink I’d developed. One I felt deeply ashamed of, but that had been consuming me and soaking my knickers every time I thought about it. I wanted to call him daddy.

Now, as someone who has always found the term repulsive, this suddenly obsession with it had really left me unsettled. It came out of nowhere. One minute I was lay in bed, slowly caressing my clit whilst watching some solo male porn. The next, I was gushing all over my own fingers as this stranger grunted through heavy breaths that daddy’s cock needed to be inside of me.

I had spent more times than I can count in deep ecstasy with my boyfriends dick deep inside of me, with my lips burning to call him daddy, hear him call himself daddy. But I always bottled it, terrified he would pull away and be turned off by the connotations.

Until he found a note on my phone one day, with a list of fantasies on it; all but one he was already aware of. One evening, as I was bent over the bed taking every inch of him and willing myself to tell him, he asked me if I liked taking daddy’s cock. I’ll never forget the rush it gave me. Firstly, my face and chest burned with embarrassment as I wondered if he he knew. Had he seen my porn accounts? Was it a coincidence? But it did not matter. A deep ache surged inside me and I couldn’t help but let out a sudden moan.

The way he fucked me after that was unlike any other time. He was primal, grunting louder and deeper than ever before and pushing his cock so deeply inside of me that it took my breath away. Does he want to be my daddy again tonight? My pussy is aching.

I run my fingers closer to his boxers and move my face closer to his. He must know now I want him right? I brush his dick lightly and feel it harden, quickly. He knows. ‘You’ve had a hard week babe. Why don’t you let me relax you?’ I say before kissing his shoulder.

His breathing has quickened, and his growing bulge pulses visibly. ‘Mhmm. What are you suggesting?’ As though he doesn’t know. I run my hand up his t shirt to his chest, and begin kissing him slowly. His kiss is instantly hungry, and he pulls me closer whilst groaning into me, his tongue finding it’s way deeper into my mouth.

He’s really worked up. He needs this relief, and I love to give it to him. My hips begin grinding, the slight contact between my pussy and his side making me want to moan already. He pulls away from the kiss as he grabs his hard bulge, letting out a deep and gentle gasp as he feels how big he has grown for me. I pull him back into the kiss, wrapping my leg over his. He feels a little more hesitant now, and he’s tense. It’s been weeks since we went there, and he’s been scared to let go again ever since.

But I need him to. I push myself into his leg, grinding into him so he can feel the heat of my pussy, how badly I need it. He grips my arse and pulls me harder into him, and a moan escapes my mouth. He’s rock solid, and I can see he needs to be released. I lightly trace my finger along the shape of his shaft before pulling back his boxers to let it escape. He groans with relief through clenched teeth as it bursts free, and he looks at me with such intensity that i feel a small pang of anxiety in my chest.

I immediately start kissing down his body, feeling his stomach tense as he throbs with desire. He’s just as fucking horny as me. He’s also tense, is he conflicted? Is he scared of exploring it and knows I want to? I wonder what the title daddy means to him. Is it power and domination, a taboo version of sir or master? An intimate caregiving role or loving service top maybe. I reach the base of his dick and wait for him to catch my eye. What if he likes the idea of it for more sinister reasons, maybe he likes the connotations of taking advantage of me, pretending it’s somehow wrong to be fucking me.

Shit, just the thought that he’s sadistic enough to want to engage in some sick corruption dynamic makes me soak my knickers. What’s wrong with me, why do I want that?

He’s getting impatient, and when he does catch my eye he looks like he’s going to force me to take him inside my mouth. But he doesn’t. I look at his dick, pulsing strongly in front of me. He takes a deep breath and changes his tone. ‘Do you want to make me feel good baby girl?’

My heart flips, and I feel myself begin to sink into little space. I want to suck on his dick like a pacifier and feel him use my throat as a toy for his pleasure. ‘Yes please’. My voice is higher, and I find myself biting my lip. Something else is on the tip of my tongue, and the thought of saying it makes my heart pound and pussy swell even more. I want to push it. I want to understand what turns him on, why this turns me on so much. Fuck it.

‘I don’t really know what to do, can you show me?’ I avoid eye contact as my heart races. Having sucked his dick more times than we could count, I feel a mixture of silly and ashamed. Will this creep him out?
He’s closed his eyes, but brings his hips up until the tip of his dick is brushing my lips. ‘It’s just like sucking a lollipop’ he says lovingly, whilst guiding me to him.

I’ve never sucked him like this. My lips and tongue cup tenderly around his tip whilst I suck gently and curiously. I can feel him holding back the urge to thrust deeper inside of my mouth, but he likes it. ‘Good girl’ he says breathlessly. My pussy feels heavy and sore, I need to touch it. As I quickly begin to move my hand in between my legs to clamp against the sopping mess that is my pussy, he lifts my chin up and looks into my eyes. ‘Do you feel a little excited down their baby girl?’ The throbs are becoming painful.

I nod whilst continuing to suck on his tip like an ice lolly. ‘Here’ he says, whilst pulling my ass closer to him and extending his arm between my legs. ‘If you feel like you need to you can rub against my hand’. I instantly spread my legs a little and lower myself into his palm, sucking him more desperately. His dick throbs in my mouth as I begin grinding my wet hot pussy against him, moaning into his tip as I do.

His moans are heavier. ‘There you go. Does that feel good?’ If he keeps talking like this I might cum into his hand right now. I nod whilst keeping him inside my mouth. ‘Do you think you can take a little more?’ He says as he slides his hands through my hair and begins to grip it. I take him a little more into my mouth. He lets out a deep gasp. ‘That’s it, good girl. Keep trying to take more for me’.

I’m grinding furiously into his palm now, and gulping down his dick inch by inch. I want to be your good girl, i think. I want you to show me how you need to be relieved and to use my body to get there. I need more, I need to be fucked.

Suddenly he pulls his hand away, and I let out a desperate whimper. ‘You’ve made a bit of a mess baby girl’. I continue to grind the air, so horny that I can’t stop the movement anymore. I’m struggling to take his dick any deeper but I’m still sucking on it obsessively. ‘Don’t worry, we will just take these knickers off’. I feel the air hit my pussy as he pulls them down, and I moan in anticipation of his touch.

‘Fuck that feels good. Do you want me to make you feel good baby?’ I instantly moan in agreement, and arch my back to expose my dripping hole. His fingers tenderly trace along my lips and circle my swollen clit. I can feel in my mouth how excited it’s making him that I’m so wet. His moans become faster. He teases me for what feels like forever, before gently pushing a fingertip against my entrance. He looks me in the eye as he slides his finger inside of me, and the pleasure of it makes me moan and release his dick. I feel embarrassed, he’s barely touched me and my moans are already so desperate.

‘Mmm does that feel good? It’s OK don’t be shy’. Fuck I could cum right now, I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on. I return to his dick and gulp most of the length of it down, moaning as he slowly circles my g spot with his finger tip. ‘I’m gonna have to help you with the last bit ok?’ His grip on my hair tightens, and so does my pussy around his finger. ‘Don’t be scared’.

He steadily pushes my head into his dick until it’s pressed against the back of my throat. He pulls my head back slightly and looks into my eyes. He’s got the same look he had last time, teaching me how to make him feel good is turning him on. ‘Are you gonna be a good girl and take all of daddy’s dick in your mouth for me?’

Pulsing waves erupt through my pelvis. He called himself daddy. Ive never felt so submissive, I want to be his fuck toy. I want him to let out all of his stress on me, and take it like a good girl. I take one final breath before he forces the last few inches of his dick into my throat, holding eye contact with me as I begin to gag. But he doesn’t let go of my head. He watches me splutter and choke, grunting as he feels my throat open and close around him.
When he pulls my head back up I gasp for air, but I’m desperate to serve him and don’t want to stop. As I try and force his dick back into my mouth with my hands he lets out a little smirk, obviously enjoying how desperate I am to take him. His sadistic side is so sexy. I want to see more of it.

Without warning he pushes my head back down, more forcefully this time. I gulp down his length, trying not to gag. ‘Good girl. Hold it’ he says, rocking his hips and thrusting into my throat gently. I can feel my eyes watering, and I gag. He continues thrusting and I open my mouth wider, wanting so badly to take all of him. He pushes my head down until it can’t go any further, groaning as my wet lips reach his balls.

I’m choking badly now, my instincts telling me to lift my head. But his grip is tight, and I can’t. As he holds my head, pushing me onto him, he picks up the pace with his finger, and begins tracing my clit with his thumb. It feels incredible, like his slightest touch could bring me to orgasm. But I still can’t breathe. I splutter as he releases his grip, coughing and covering his dick with my spit.

‘I can smell you baby girl’. He grunts, lowering my head back onto him. His hips start to thrust more aggressively, and I can feel his frustration being taken out on my wet pussy. He’s curled his finger upwards, and is hitting my g spot over and over as he finger fucks me. I rock my hips back and forth, rubbing my clit against his palm.

‘You’re really worked up aren’t you baby girl’. He is still forcing his dick back and forth into my throat, not allowing me to reply. I’m too embarrassed anyway, but I still can’t stop myself from humping his hand like an excited puppy.

He slides his finger out of me and begins slapping my pussy lightly with his palm, cupping and squeezing it. ‘You’re so wet baby girl. I think you might be ready for daddy’s cock’. His grip finally releases and I come up for air, long strands of my saliva still connecting his dick to my throat as I gasp.

I’ve barely caught my breath before he pushes my face into the bed and makes his way behind me. ‘Arch your back for daddy, I want to see that wet little hole’. I feel my pelvis tilt and my back arch instantly. I want to be used so badly by him. I want to feel him groan with relief when he enters my tight pussy. It’s his to take.

His dick is hot and swollen, and he slides it along my pussy, spreading my lips slightly with the tip. My back arches even more, and my breathing becomes shallow as I lie there, pussy exposed, waiting for him to take me. But he doesn’t, he continues to rub himself along me. I can hear how wet I am with each stroke that slides over my sensitive clit.

I can feel how big he’s grown for me, and I start to wonder whether or not this is going to hurt. ‘Are you scared baby girl?’ He asks whilst running his hands along my waist. I feel myself panic a little. Does he want me to be scared? If I tell him I’m nervous will he hold back? Or will it turn him on even more?

‘Are you going to be a good girl anyway and take daddy’s dick?’ His words are ecstasy to me. He wants me to be nervous, apprehensive. He wants to feel like he’s ruining me. He pauses, his dick pressed slightly against my tight, sopping hole. ‘Yes’. I say feebly, my body trembling with anticipation. He runs his hands up my stomach and begins rubbing my little tits gently. They’re so sensitive, I want to moan with it. ‘Yes what?’ He asks.

My breath catches in my throat. He wants me to say it. He wants me to hear me call him daddy. Why am I so scared? The words sit in my mouth, refusing to come out. This feels so wrong, but my pussy aches at the idea. He presses his tip harder against me, threatening to break through and stretch me. I’m so desperate. The aching is almost painful now, I need him. ‘Yes…. Daddy’.

He moans before he even enters me, gripping my tits hard as he revels in how his new name sounds. How dominant it makes him feel. Not a second later he forces his hard dick deep inside of me and both of us gasp, unprepared for just how powerful the sensation was going to be. He pauses, his thick cock throbbing against the sides of my pussy as it stretches around him. ‘You’re so fucking tight baby girl. Daddy needs to stretch you so he can relieve himself, and it might hurt a little at first OK?’

He doesn’t move, but I’m moaning pathetically anyway. My mind erupts, and my inner monologue is screaming yes, Daddy, I’ll be a good girl for you. I want to make Daddy feel good. Please stretch my swollen little cunt. I’ve never felt so submissive, I could curl up and suck my fucking thumb whilst he uses me like a pocket pussy. But nothing comes out except feeble moans.

His hand travels slowly to my upper back, and he presses down slightly. ‘You’re gonna have to stop doing those cute little moans baby girl, Daddy can’t handle it. He doesn’t want to hurt you’. What is this high? My eyes are rolling back into my head, my clit pulsing with pleasure. He’s not even moving. I can’t stop moaning.

He pushes down on my back and forces himself deeper into me. I feel myself tighten as my pussy resists his big cock and I whimper. As he slowly begins to rock in and out of me his moans become deeper, more primal. It doesn’t take him long to start fucking me harder, each powerful thrust accompanied by his raw grunts.

It does hurt. He’s so much bigger than usual, and he’s hitting me deep. Each thrust takes effort, his dick struggling to push through. But he forces it, and each time he does I feel my pussy tighten, and my orgasm start to build. ‘This feels so good for Daddy’. His breaths are sharp and his voice is like a growl. ‘Keep taking Daddy’s cock, you’re doing so well baby girl’.

I feel myself starting to get wetter, my juices beginning to soak his cock. He’s fucking me with a bit more ease now, but he keeps his pace slow. His hands reach underneath me, and he slides his fingers either side of my throbbing clit. Suddenly I feel my pussy relaxes around him as I gush slightly, and my moans get louder. ‘There’s a good girl. You like that don’t you, your tight little pussy is stretching for Daddy’s big dick’

The way he’s talking, the way he’s groaning deeply as he fucks me, breathless and out of control. I feel like my hole only exists for his indulgence, his gratification. He likes being my Daddy. It’s depraved, wrong, but he’s getting off on feeling like he is taking advantage of me. But I want him to. I like how it feels, and the darker side to his sexual needs feels intimate, intoxicating. His fingertip brushes my clit, and I feel like I could explode.

He starts to fuck me faster. I can feel my arse shaking slightly, his balls slapping against me lightly. I feel myself grinding, desperate for him to rub my clit properly. He laughs a little, pulling his hand away. I whimper again, unable to hold back how horny and desperate I am. He pulls me upright, his hands wandering down my body whilst his throbbing dick still inside of me. He runs his hands up and down my stomach and chest, brushing my hard nipples. Each time he catches them I feel myself grinding on his cock automatically, my stomach tensing and my back arching.

He reaches for a pillow and stuffs it against my clit before pushing me back down into the bed. ‘There you go baby, you can rub your little clit on your pillow while Daddy fucks you’ he says, rubbing my waist affectionately. As he starts to fuck me again, I can feel the friction from the pillow instantly. My pussy burns with it, my clit throbbing from the building heat. He’s doing the moans I love, long, deep groans filled with admiration and satisfaction.

‘You look so good taking Daddy’s dick. It’s making him want to cum’. He fucks me harder, pulling me onto him by my hips. My cunt is so swollen, my juices building inside of me every time his hard dick pounds me. My moans have turned into wails. ‘Is it starting to feel really good baby?’ I manage to reply mhm through moans, and he picks up the pace. ‘Mmm I think you might need to cum babygirl’

As he’s saying it, I feel my pussy start to tighten and pulse. I need to cum so badly. ‘Daddy’s going to fuck you harder so he can empty himself inside of you baby’. His hands are on my lower back now, pinning my arse in the air and pressing my clit harder against the pillow. The pressure builds inside of me. ‘It might feel intense, but I want you to be a good girl and let the feelings take over OK baby girl? Daddy’s gonna make you feel really good’. I can barely hold it back, my swollen clit burning intensely, my hole tightened and begging to spasm.

Suddenly he lets go, pounding me relentlessly as he moans deeply. I can’t hold back, and my pussy begins gushing and squirting in between each hard thrust. My clit explodes and my entire body feels electric. I can’t help myself, and I find myself crying out his new name, over and over as my body twitches and contorts beneath his weight. His fingers are nearly cutting into my hips his grip is so tight, and his moans of ‘oh good girl’, ‘fuck yes baby girl’ sound miles away. I’m in ecstasy.

I feel my cunt grip his dick tightly as my orgasm peaks. I can’t speak, but I’m cunning so fucking hard for you daddy. The sensation tips him over the edge. He barely manages to grunt ‘Daddy’s going to fill you up baby’ before I feel his dick pulse and throb with the force of his cum. His orgasm lasts so long, and for a moment I feel our throbbing synchronise. My wails have tapered into little moans again, and he moans through gritted teeth as he finishes emptying his load inside of me.

He drapes over me, weak and satisfied, his dick still pulsing inside of me. I feel myself flood with warmth and connection, still intoxicated with sub high. I realise I’m still moaning and grinding, and I feel the embarrassment flicker in my chest. ‘Did that feel good baby girl? It felt really good for daddy’ he says, kissing my cheek. I nod my head, still breathless. He chuckles. ‘Daddy can’t wait to teach you more’.

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