Putting on a Solo Slutty Show for Daddy [Mf] [squirting] [toys] [video]

About two months ago, Daddy and I took our second trip together. Our first trip to NYC before Christmas was pretty magical for more than a few reasons, but this time we decided to completely change things up. Instead of a luxurious hotel suite in SoHo, enjoying the bustle of the holidays in New York, we found ourselves in a glass cottage perched on a hillside overlooking a gorgeous secluded beach in Northern California. The rustic vintage decor and ocean view were enough to have me swooning the moment we walked in the door. It was literally my dream come true and Darcy totally knew that. This story took place on our second night and was so intense I have been at a loss for words to describe it until now. 

A little bit of context. A couple years ago, I met a Dom online and our first meeting was surreal, to put it lightly. I wrote a pretty detailed account of that meeting and when Darcy read it, it was like he saw me in an entirely different light. The passion of the writing drew him in, but the content is what truly blew his mind. Obviously things didn’t work out with this other Dom, in fact Darcy has taken it upon himself to help pick up some of the pieces left behind by Will. Even though those past experiences were so incredible and intense, they have become tainted in a lot of ways. Darcy knows that and has taken the opportunity/challenge to replace and one up all of those past memories. One of the many things I love about Darcy is how competitive he is. When he envisions something he wants, the man stops at nothing to make it happen. For months Darcy found himself revisiting the story of mine and Will’s first meeting/trip and envisioning himself in Will’s place. When he shared this admission to me, I knew it was only a matter of time before he would orchestrate the perfect scene, little did I know it would play out as amazing as it did. 

I could hear him puttering in the other room as I stepped out of the shower and wrapped my plush robe around me. We had just come in from the hot tub where we had been having a few drinks while listening to the wind and waves crashing below. I was feeling tipsy, warm and so connected to Darcy, I couldn’t keep my hands or eyes off of him for long. He called out for me to join him and put some music on my bluetooth speaker. I pressed play on my “Sex” playlist and walked out of the bathroom, completely unprepared for what was waiting for me. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the light of the fire, when they did I saw in the middle of the room was a wooden chair, like something out of an old classroom. On it was my black vibrating dildo, suction cupped in place and just begging to be ridden. I looked up at Darcy and instantly I knew what he was doing, what memory we were replacing and creating for ourselves. 

I practically skipped over to the chair and dropped my robe, sneaking a glance at Darcy’s reaction as I did. He was completely entranced and I could hear a little gasp escape his lips as my robe hit the floor. When I turned to face him square on, I saw he had his camera in hand and his ipad set up on the coffee table in front of me. When he turned it on suddenly I filled the screen of the ipad, and another thrill of excitement shot through me. I focused my attention back on Darcy as I stood in front of the chair and slowly leaned down to pull the dildo off the wooden seat. I locked eyes with Darcy as I brought the tip to my lips and slowly began running my tongue around it in circles. Across the room, Darcy leaned back against the couch, cock in one hand, camera in the other, fully prepared to enjoy the show. I was completely revelling in the feeling of being the centre of all his attention. Putting on this solo show for him was pushing me to new places of abandon and sluttiness. That is probably why all of a sudden I pushed the dildo deep into my mouth hitting the back of my throat, never breaking eye contact with him as I did. 

“Oh god!” Darcy moaned out from the couch. I kept pushing the dildo harder and further down my throat, fighting the tears building in my eyes. “Yes baby girl. Daddy wants to see you ride that cock like a good little slut.” That was all the instruction and encouragement I needed. The dildo was glistening with my saliva as I turned the vibrations on and slowly ran it down my body. Grazing my nipples and rubbing my clit, I almost didn’t recognize the sex kitten moaning out in pleasure on the iPad screen in front of me.  

Looking back at Darcy, I pushed the dildo back onto the chair and slowly lowered myself deep down onto it. ? (http://imgur.com/a/GrwvIv9) I turned it up another notch as I began riding it slowly at first, trying so desperately to make a meal of this for Darcy, but quickly becoming distracted by just how good the vibrations of the dildo felt. I knew what Darcy wanted to see. He wanted me to see me completely lose control, to let myself go freely into slut subspace and I was determined to deliver. I realized I had been riding the dildo with utter abandon, my eyes closed for who knows how long, completely lost in a battle of pain and pleasure. When I opened my eyes again and looked over at Darcy, it was like he was completely mesmerized. He was stroking his cock and moaning out in his own pleasure, never breaking eye contact for a moment. The intensity of the moment made me want to be closer to him. 

I slowly pulled myself off the dildo and stood up, a gush of liquid pooled on the chair. I quickly looked up at Darcy in time to see him gasp and moan out “oh fuck baby girl, you ride that dildo so good for daddy.” Little did he know, I was only getting started. 

I bent forward and grabbed my pink vibrating bullet off the coffee table, catching another glimpse of myself on the screen as I did. My skin was completely flush all over, my hair in waves from the ocean breeze and sexcapades, my eyes were wild and bright, I couldn’t hide my joy. I truly didn’t recognize the creature in front of me. I put that thought aside though as I turned the bullet on and turned back towards Darcy. I took a step towards him as I ran the bullet down my body, slowly massaging it into my clit. I could feel an orgasm building as I locked eyes with Darcy, grinding my hips harder into the vibrations. I saw Darcy’s reaction before I realized what was happening. His eyes became wide and he began stroking his cock harder and faster as I came down from my orgasm. I looked down and saw another huge puddle at my feet. God I love squirting. 

I looked back up at Darcy and carefully, deliberately stepped over the puddle another couple of feet closer to him on the couch. I dont think he was expecting it when all of a sudden I fired up the bullet again and continued my solo slutty show for him. There was something about the combination of the fire behind me, the music and the look of pure adoration in Darcy’s eyes, I felt like an absolute goddess and I really wanted to revel in this experience for both of our sakes. It wasn’t long before I knew I was going to cum again, and I knew right away I was going to make more of a mess. I can only describe my expression as a smirk as I came and sent another gush of squirt onto the floor. Darcy was absolutely loving this, possibly more than me if that is even possible. 

You would think after squirting three times, not to mention the countless orgasms Darcy gave me earlier in the day, I would be ready to collapse. A hat trick is not bad afterall! But I still had roughly 3 feet between me and my ultimate prize, I wasn’t about to give up then. I took another step towards Darcy, almost completely closing the distance between us. I was still coming down from my last orgasm when I turned up the bullet’s vibration and started grinding it into my pussy again. I could feel my legs beginning to shake and my head was spinning as a super intense orgasm washed over me, completely catching me by surprise. What caught me even more by surprise was the massive amount of liquid that gushed onto the floor, splashing my ankles and the couch. 

I couldn’t see straight and felt like I was about to pass out when Darcy reached out and guided me on top of him. He held me for a moment as I caught my breath, running his hands down my neck and chest, no doubt feeling my heart pounding out of my chest. When I gathered my composure a little, Darcy ran his hands under my hips and gently picked me up, guiding his cock inside my throbbing pussy. I honestly didn’t think I had the strength in me to ride Darcy and cum another time in that moment. But when I looked into his eyes as he slid his cock deep inside me, I got my second wind. He must have sensed that too, because suddenly he leaned back and reached for his camera. 

The video Darcy captured of me riding him is absolutely amazing (she said so humbly). Darcy really does have an eye for detail, never did I think I would have a sex tape that could win a cinematography award, but it really is beautiful as well as so incredibly hot. ? (http://imgur.com/a/wQcGt5P) I’m actually thankful for the video because my memory of it is a bit of a blur. I was on a complete sex high and was definitely feeling the tequila from earlier by that point. My body seemed to have a mind of its own as I rode Darcy. My pussy greedily gripped his cock as I begged him to have mercy on me and cum so that I could let myself go completely. Darcy started rubbing my clit and I picked up the pace even more, summoning every last bit of strength I had. Darcy let out a gasp and I knew he was close. I ground my hips harder onto his cock and could feel myself tightening around him just as he started to cum inside me. The feeling of his warm cum and the sounds he was making pushed my orgasm harder and further than I ever could have expected. When I finally cum in the video you can see the orgasm literally rushing through my whole body. ? [the final orgasm ](http://imgur.com/a/LGz4wCT)

Darcy cradled me to his chest as I tried to calm down and steady my breathing. My mind was racing, but no longer with the past. Another painful memory had been replaced with an incredible one. Darcy ran his fingers through my hair and thanked me for the experience. I wish I hadn’t been so out of breath because it was me who felt like I should be thanking him. What he had just done, setting the scene to replace what was once a painful memory, by creating our own more amazing one. It is truly the most touching gesture a man has ever done for me, and I truly look forward to finding new and exciting ways of expressing my gratitude to him. Stay tuned ;)  

   

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