I was in the living room watching tv, waiting for daddy to come home. He had a late workday, and I always waited, even if it meant staying up past my bedtime. I was super horny and dripping wet. It was hard to pay attention to the tv when I could barely sit still. I just wanted to touch myself. But daddy told me I was only allowed to touch myself when he said I could. But what could I do? He was at work, and I was home board. I couldn’t ask him or anything, he was busy! And it wouldn’t hurt if I disobeyed the rules once, would it?
I walked into our room and found a comfy place in bed. I slipped off my pants and panties. They were soaked. As I took them off, I saw strings coming from me. I grabbed the pillow that daddy slept on and slipped it between my legs. I started to rub myself on his pillow. It felt so good, and I was so desperate to touch my little pussy. The pillow already had a wet spot on it. Daddy was defiantly going to see that. I knew I was going to have to explain, and I might even get punished. Daddy wasn’t the kind of person to punish, but sometimes he did make me do embarrassing things. I imagined I was rubbing myself on daddy’s leg. Little moans started to slip from me. I wanted to be humping on daddy, making a mess on his leg. I wanted him to tell me how I was his dirty girl. I started to grind my pillow harder, I was so swollen, and my moans were getting louder.
The door opened up, and daddy came in. I was horrified. I thought his work ended later. He looked at me, “Hey baby, what are you doing? I was able to come home early, and I thought we could spend it together, maybe go for a drive?” I hid in the bed, and I saw the mess I made. “What’s wrong?” he asked. “What are you doing? You want to show me?” I didn’t move at all, but I felt myself get hornier. Daddy was going to know how dirty I was. He walked over to me and lifted the covers. He just looked at me as I hid my face. I felt his hand touch my back, and I looked over at him. He was smiling at me and looking me in the eyes, “Was my baby masturbating? hmm?” I nodded my head. He held his gaze with me. “Is that *my* pillow?” I nodded again, breaking eye contact, but he lifted my chin, so I was forced to look at him. “I know, you know that you broke a rule. Hmm, what should I do? Should I fuck my baby super hard, or let her continue as I watch.” He ran his fingers up my leg, and I shivered. I felt my pussy twitch, and I wanted it all. I wanted to be spoiled.
“Continue to grind on your pillow. I’ll just stand here watching you be a little slutty girl. So horny, she just had to touch herself. Tsk, tsk couldn’t even wait till I came home. So go on, continue.” I put the pillow back between my legs and wiggled on it. Daddy put his hand on me, removing my shirt, “I just wanna see your little titties bounce.” I felt my nipples rub on the pillow. It felt so good. I knew I was making so many sounds. I felt daddy’s gaze on me, watching me starting to lose control. I looked up and saw he was rock hard. “Come on, you cant come like that.” he put his hands on my ass and pushed me up against the pillow harder and faster. I felt my brain get fuzzy, “Daddy, stop, daddy stop,” I cried. I felt tears coming down my face. He took his hands off me. “What is it? Are you ok?”
I grabbed his pants and looked at him with puppy dog eyes. “I don’t wanna do this, I want daddy. Daddy’s cock.” He bent down and kissed me, “You are a naughty girl, aren’t you? You want this?” he grabbed himself through his pants. I could see he was really hard.
To be contained…
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mv3mai/mf_daddy_catches_me_humping_my_pillow
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