Author: Daddyslittleangel155

We wander into the park. Just another nice couple holding hands. They can’t see the vibe buzzing away in my crotchless panties, or its remote in your pocket.

Catching my eye, grinning, you turn up the intensity.

“Baby… God,” I say in a low strangled voice.

“That’s not what you call me,” you say, squeezing my ass through my skirt.

I glance around furtively. “Daddy.” I say quietly.

“What was that, baby?” You say loudly, still with that infernal grin on your face.

“Daddy…” I say raising my voice, trailing off as you grip my ass harder.

“Good girl. Now, this way.”

We plunge into a wooded area, and you find a little clearing. Perching on a log, you spread your legs, pat them. I sit on your lap, straddling you.

You use one arm to cradle me close while the other plays with my pussy. You grin at the feel of my drooling pussy, so hungry for you. You oblige and slide two fingers in, curling them up. You kiss my forehead. I normally love that, but I’m too busy biting my lip so I don’t make a sound. I’m terrified someone might find us. I’m excited that someone might find us. Read more »

I need your cock. I need to drool like a little slut as you present it to me, thick and hard, bobbing before my face. It draws me onward, like a siren’s song as you walk backwards, forcing me to crawl into the bedroom in my pursuit of it.

“Stay there baby. Exactly as you are.” You instruct.

I’m knelt, not quite on all fours, watching as you pull out the restraints. A collar connected to handcuffs by a strip of leather meant to run down my back.

It means no touching tonight.

You collar me, nice and tight, restrain my wrists.

Need ripples down my spine, at the eager look in your eyes wetting my pussy even more.

I need you so bad.

I say as much and you pull me forward, gripping my face firmly.

“Prove it.” You challenge.

I swallow nervously. I wasn’t expecting you to take my statement so immediately. I move forward nervously, eyes darting between your face and your cock. You look down challengingly.

And well… I was never one to back down from a dare. Read more »

You press me against the wall and kiss me. Your hardness presses into me and I roll my hips into it greedily. Our kissing intensifies and I bite your lip, pulling you closer.

I want to sink into your skin, mingle with you until my pleasure-pain and your pain-pleasure is shared, is ours. I want to feel everything you do in this moment.

I pull your shirt off desperately. I need you inside me with an intensity I can’t put into words. Instead I start work on your belt, until you gather my hands and pin them above my head. I take you in hungrily with my eyes because you hold me helpless.

Your lean body, those arms that cradle and discipline me. Your hands – I never stop thinking about how they feel inside me, and spanking me, and pinning me in place. Like they are now.

And finally, your gorgeous fucking face. The one I’d do anything to see buried between my legs right now.

“Had a good enough look princess?” You enquire teasingly.

I nod mutely. Read more »

So hungry for your cock. She needs you to tie her to the bed and tease her. Kiss her hard, deep, biting her lip. Handle her roughly, hold her tight enough to leave bruises. She needs you to suck and bite her nipples, then kiss your way lower, and deny her your mouth on her pussy at the very last second.

She needs you to make her beg for your cock inside her, to feel you slide it along her pussy lips and pull away again, make her whimper in disappointment.

Then slap her, squeeze your hands around her neck and call her a slut and a whore for being so needy.

She’s so hungry.

You start to tease her again, squeeze her ass, pinching her nipples, forcing her to suck on your fingers.

“You need me so much, don’t you little one?” You whisper.

She nods, eyes wide, pleading. Sucks on your fingers harder.

“Good girl,” you murmur, stroke her hair lovingly before lining yourself up and pushing inside her.
Your fingers muffle her moans as you wreck her tight little pussy. Read more »

I’m going to use you baby. Going to make you lay on the bed using just that soft voice that makes you moan, and then make you watch me strip. You won’t be allowed to touch me – or yourself – until I say. I’ll shake my ass and start to touch myself, teasing you until you’re so horny, and not able to do a thing about it.

I moan, slide the dildo inside me as I imagine getting onto the bed, straddling you…

I’ll make sure my pussy hangs just above your cock. Enough that one thrust would have you entering me… But you won’t. Because you’re my good boy.

“How do you feel about a woman half your size dominating you hmm? Does it feel good baby?”

You nod, distracted. Your hands flex – I can tell you want to guide me onto your cock so bad.

“You’re very distracted… Is there something wrong honey?”

“I want you to touch me Miss. I need your pussy wrapped around my cock.” Your voice is quiet, soft, a little timid. It makes my breath catch in my throat. It makes me want to devour you. Read more »

You’re by the door as she walks in. Its clear from your face you need to work off some frustration.

“On your knees.” You order.

She obeys on well-trained instinct.

You fasten the collar around her neck, tugging in it to make sure it’s nice and tight – it is. She struggles, choking a second before you let go.

“Strip for me princess.”

“But daddy its *freezing* in here.” She whines. She’s shivering, but not from the cold.

You grab her chin and yank her face upwards so that she has to look at you. Your fingers dig in.

“Strip.” Flat. A command.

Eyes wide, dark, fixed on your face. Fingers fumbling with her clothes as she does as she’s told, clumsily.

Your eyes fall on her naked body, take in every inch greedily.

“Go to the bedroom babygirl. Crawl.”

Hesitantly, she does as you say. She can feel you following right behind her, eyes tracking every move she makes.

You enter the room slowly. She hears the door click shut definitively behind her.

“Sit up honey. Arms behind your back.” Read more »