The first time I called him Daddy… [FM] [Nonfiction]

I never expected to be dedicating my time to writing fan fic about my fiancé’s cock, but this happened a week or so ago and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it.

My fiancé and I have been together long enough that we’ve developed that language that all couples develop, with a million little ways to signal to your partner that you’re DTF. Whenever I come to bed in just a top and panties, he knows that I’m horny for him. On this particular night, it was cold so I was wearing a low cut v-neck sweater, which I paired with a black thong. I really wanted to get some dick tonight, and I didn’t want there to be any room for miscommunication.

My fiancé got home from work around 1am and slid into bed beside me. I reached over and rubbed his arm and murmured a hello so he’d know I was somewhat conscious. He rolled over and spooned me loosely, kissing my hair and asking me how my day was. I took his hand in mine and placed it on my bare ass, twisting around to kiss his lips. “My day was good,” I whispered. “How was yours?” He squeezed my ass and wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him until my ass was pressed right up against his cock. A high-pitched moan escaped my lips as he squeezed my tits, tracing my nipples with his fingertips. He’s definitely a tit man and it’s lucky for me, because tit play gets my pussy soaking wet.