I’m not sure what I did, but it put Daddy in a good mood. When he came home from his friend’s house tonight, instead of going to bed or fucking me quickly and going to bed, he came in and without saying a word, turned off the tv, and kissed me so gently and passionately. He laid me down on the couch and peeled my leggings and panties off. He spread my legs and started lick my pussy and clit so gently and purposefully. He toyed his fingers just barely inside my opening while he kissed and sucked my clit, which he knows drives me crazy. Every time I got close to cumming, he would back off and just slowly finger my slit. I was literally dripping wet at this point. He slid two thick fingers deep inside me until he found my g-spot and then began fingering me, gradually gaining speed while keeping pressure on my g-spot. At the same time he lowered his head again and began licking my clit faster and faster, increasing tempo with his fingers at the same time. It was the most amazing thing I ever felt. So intense I don’t even have the words to describe it. I came so hard I think I cut off his oxygen supply with my thighs, lol. I could feel myself squirting down his chin. He let off the pressure, but didn’t stop the rhythm. After about 1 min of this I came again, new waves crashing over my body, and then AGAIN a minute later. When he came up I was a twitching mess, just lying there. He kissed my cheek, then my lips and hugged me close. The only thing he said to me was “goodnight, baby girl” and he went off to bed, leaving me in shock and still vibrating from the intensity.
Author: tashalord
I watch you pt.5
… I can feel at least four sets of hands on my body, carrying me over to the same mattress you have her tied to. Someone has grabbed my discarded panties from earlier and is now wrapping them around my eyes as a blindfold. My top and skirt are pulled off of my body as they lay me down next to her. I can feel the mattress bouncing as they use her body. I can hear her muffled whimpering as she is violated in every hole over and over again. I don’t know which I am more upset about; the fact that you betrayed me, Daddy, and decided to let these men use me or that I don’t get to watch them do it to her.
I watch you take her pt 4
She’s almost there. You’ve almost broken her. Now, it’s time for pleasure again. You take out a suction-type vibrator and secure it to her clit. You start at a low setting. Yet again she whimpers as her body betrays her. You slowly ramp up the settings and begin to finger her at the same time. I know how talented those fingers are. She tries to buy her head in the mattress… to twist her hips… anything to keep herself from cumming for you again against her wishes. You love the power you have over her, how weak she is that you can take control of her entire body with a single finger. And you do control her. It doesn’t take long before she yelps and gives in to the strongest orgasm she’s had yet. You even got her to squirt for you, something she didn’t even know she was capable of. You withdraw your finger from her leaking pussy, but leave the vibrator in place. You want to watch her spasm for you again. “Go get some others,” you command me. “Yes, Daddy.” This is my favorite part.
I watch you pt 3
You take a step back and use her hair to clean off your softening cock. You walk over to me. “My poor little girl. In all this excitement, have I been ignoring you?” “No Daddy, I love to watch you. You know that.” You take my head in your hands and kiss me lightly at first, then deeply, hungrily. “You are such a good girl, baby. I’ve trained you so well. You deserve a reward.” You reach down with your big hands and brush them over my cunny lips. I am so wet from watching you and the girl that your thick finger slides right in. First one, them two. You slide them slowly in and out of me. The friction is delicious. You’re so good at touching me. “Yes, Daddy…” I mumble. You smile at me and curl your fingers to hit my g-spot. “Does my little girl like that?” “Y..y..yessss…” is all I can say.
I watch you take her pt 2
You step back and beckon me to you. You put your arm around me and we admire what we’ve done. She is softly whimpering, still spread out and bound. Tears are falling steadily onto the mattress. Pink-tinged cum trickles from her newly conquered slit. You pull me tighter to you, kiss my head affectionately and tell me what a good girl I am. I feel my heart swell. I did a good job for you, Daddy. I made you proud.
I sit on the bed next to her. What was her name again? Maddie? Lilly? MacKenzie? It doesn’t really matter. We’re not going to be friends. I tenderly brush back her hair and wipe the tears from her cheeks, like you would to a child. She looks almost like a child, small, frightened. She comes to, out of her stupor and her eyes focus on me. “Why?” She asks weakly. I smile down at her. I want to tell her how happy it makes me to make Daddy happy. How I would do anything for you. And I love to watch you break them. I love it when they finally stop fighting and surrender to the inevitable. But all I say is “because it’s fun, sweetie.”
I watch you take her
We are a couple who hunt young girls for prey. You are a middle aged man, large stature, stong, rugged. I am in my late 20s but look much younger.
We crash college parties together, looking for the right girl. The shy freshman who doesn’t know anyone yet but desperately wants to fit in, make new friends, and have the “college experience.” I pretend to be a shy freshman, too. I nervously start chatting with her. We bond over our hesitation to join in. I tell her I’m new here, too. She confides that she is a virgin and can’t wait to have a real college boyfriend. She hopes to meet her future husband.
We have a couple of drinks, and she begins to relax. I tell her I’m feeling a little light-headed, and I think I’m going to head back to my apartment just across the way – would she like to come and hang out for a while? Of course she would; she doesn’t want to be left alone again in the middle of this party where she knows no one. She thinks she’s made a new friend. She follows me outside. As we walk down the sidewalk, you silently emerge from the shadows and follow behind us.