23F, as a sugar baby I warmed my daddy’s cock all day.
So I (23F) and a SD, (54m), we’re discussing fantasies and settled on one we mutually shared/liked the idea of.
I’m a pale and petite Scottish/English red head and he’s a tall, slightly heavy Pakistani who’s working in the UK temporarily.
On the day, I went round to his house and let myself in, it was at the start of the day and upon arrival I smiled and greeted him as he was sitting down at his desk and opening his laptop to start work for the day. He was dressed in a very flattering grey three piece suit, more for my benefit than anything else considering he was working from home, and looked damn good.
His work is dull and mundane and consists of him typing and transferring information and holding one to one/ group meetings. I dropped my bag on a chair, stripped off my leggings and underwear, shoes and socks, and crawled under the desk.
His cock was hard inside his trousers and I just gently rubbed it through the fabric for a couple minutes, interpreting its length and girth and imagining what it looked like once released. I could hear his breathing start to sharpen and he tapped me with his foot. I unzipped him and pulled him out, he’s greatfully well-endowed, measuring in at just under 7 inches which is more than enough for me.
I started just licking his balls, tickling them with my tongue and studying the goosebumps as they started to sprout up and down it. Apart from his cock he was still fully clothed as I started to dutifully warm his leaking dick in my mouth, very slowly and deliberately bobbing up and down, going all the way to lick the tip at the end and flick my tongue across his full balls at the base, deepthroating it as best I could.
Me being under his desk was ostensibly just to get him hard, I had just wanted a taste when I realised he was already erect. So I crawled back out, walked around the desk to his side and straddled his lap, he leant back but other than that made no move to help me situate myself. I guided his cock up into my, by now, very eager pussy, slowly but devotedly sinking all the way onto his lap. I was facing him whilst sat on his cock, my legs spread to reach around with my toes only able to just find purchase on the legs of his chair. My arms went under his and up to hold onto the back of the chair and his shoulders, my head nestled snugly into his chest and the crook of his neck.
And then I just sat there, perfectly content, I had music playing in earbuds coming from a pocket of my hoodie which was open so my bare chest could press against his fuzzy suit jacket, the fibres tickling my nipples.
I needed to keep him hard and indulge my own pleasure but this was a marathon not a sprint. I humped his fantastic cock with little micro movements of my hips, eyes closed and music on I focused entirely on the feeling of grinding a centimetre forward and back. I quickly started gasping and jolting whenever his cock twitched and flexed inside me. I got so hot and sweaty from horniness very quickly and she’s the hoodie, my music player went into his breast pocket and I could feel every inch of my naked body pressed against his. He didn’t even take off his jacket.
Maybe ten minutes after I sat on him he had his first orgasm, he didn’t want to be too horny during the first meeting of the day so picked up the pace and thrusted up into me. By this point I was so sensitive I almost immediately started moaning loudly and bucking my hips. He flooded me with a pent up load of cum while I kept riding his cock. Throughout the day it didn’t prove difficult to keep him hard, even after he came I slight routine of gently flexing and grinding would slowly bring back to attention inside me. I’d never felt someone get hard whilst already inside me and found that it also felt amazing.
After taking a couple breaths after he came he reached up and put his thumb in my mouth, it was the signal we’d agreed on that told me I needed to be quiet, before answering the call. He’d put tape over the webcam on his computer and told the people in the meeting it was broken. They then proceeded to have a zoom group call of the work day’s itinerary while I desperately grasped at my own nearing orgasm. We were back to micro movements and I was sucking on his thumb for all it was worth to stay quiet, he used it to hold my tongue down firmly. I could faintly hear the people talking over the music in my ears as I fucked myself on his cock. It was torturous being forced to edge myself so delicately on this man’s cock. When not sharing screens or typing his hand that wasn’t in my mouth would grip and squeeze my bare ass, he’d tickle my asshole and pinch my nipples. At the same time he’d get naughty and quietly whisper things in my ear that the others couldn’t hear. “That’s it girl, keep going.”
“Make sure you stay silent for daddy.”
I finally came so hard on him I pushed my face into his steadily rising and falling chest. I held the moan but was breathing so hard and had basically given his thumb a hicky. I trembled and shuddered so much it made the chair squeak and groan and he whispered “good girl” in my ear before going back to the meeting.
We stayed like that all work day. Me just mounted on his cock, warming it while he worked. I came an uncountable amount of times, the movements that felt natural and that could pass under the radar serving to edge me and drive me insane. He came at least six times over the day, occasionally just grabbing me by the waist and fucking me until he erupted another fresh load into me. On breaks he’d move stuff off the desk and, without exiting me, pick me up and lay me down over it and fucking me on my back over it.
He got a thrill having me cum for him while he was on a call so would keep me denied and finger my asshole until he entered a meeting. Every time he apologetically explain that his camera was broken while grinding my body onto his cock. The thumb in my mouth evolved to a hand around my throat to keep me quiet. His other hand would clamp my mouth at the moment of orgasm when any chance of me holding in a feral, primal scream was long gone.
A highlight of the day was an unscheduled call from his mother who, playing to the stereotype, complained from a conservative motherly perspective on his marriage prospects back in Pakistan. She said she had some good prospects lined up that she wanted him to meet. She even warned him not to get involved with a British girl because “they’re all whores over there”. I would be offended but given the circumstance, fair enough I thought as I tried to edge her sons throbbing cock while he was at work. He made sure I didn’t cum or indeed do anything on that call and then proceeded to fuck my brains out, going extra rough and lasting extra long considering what was fresh in his memory.
After he finished for the day I could barely walk, he made us dinner and we fucked once more in the bed thankfully this time before I waddled home on some very unsteady legs.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/tmfkkk/23f_i_warmed_my_sugar_daddys_54m_cock_all_day
Nice story. You’re a lucky gal.