I had originally met my Daddy online looking for someone to fist me. We tried twice with no success. There wasn’t any quitting exactly; it’s just that we fell into our DD/bg dynamic. But sometimes when I’m alone and wet I think of it. Finally being able to take His fist.
In bed, on my back, with legs spread I wait for Him. It’s how He has instructed me to be upon His arrival. No touching myself no matter how horny I get waiting. He wants my princess parts, adorned with hair by His command, handled by Him alone today. He will bring me my only relief- if I’m a good girl. When I hear the door open and then the lock engage my heart quickens and I become even wetter. What are His plans for today?
The unbearable lust I feel when He enters my bedroom. The fever that heats my body until His touch drives it away. This tall man, growing grey patches in His beard, with the perfect body for a daddy lays hands on me and I tremble and grow goose pimples. He follows it up with deepest of kisses and I try to draw Him closer to me before my wrists are pinned by His great hands as a reminder. I am His to claim.
Soon His lips are attached to a different set of mine driving me wild. While His large hands are at my waist pulling my hips back to Him when I squirm away and finally confining them in place. I haven’t been given permission to cum yet and I just can’t hold back any longer. My legs quiver and I explode.
Daddy pulls His face away and begins fingering me. Not the sort of reprimand I expected. Then it was more and more fingers until there were four. Four fingers twisting in and out of me. The most I could take- have ever taken. I cum again from this comfortable stretching. Again without asking. And Daddy pushed the rest of His hand in.
“Owie.” I wince after the ruined orgasm.
“Is that a stop?”
“No, Daddy.”
In and out. In and out. I feel like He is ripping me open until I become used to it. I’m moaning again. Writhing under His hand. When suddenly He kneels between my knees still attached to me like I am a puppet. And pushes into me. My Daddy’s large wand and big hand both inside me. Almost unbearable.
“It hurts, Daddy.”
“Tough.”
Now He is just masturbating inside of me. I’ve been a bad girl and been reduced to lubrication for His pleasure. It feels like an eternity before finally He too cums deep inside of me. Pulling out is like organs are going with Him. He feeds me me our combined juices.
“Good girl.”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/aoo794/fantasies_i_fistingmf