Enjoying a Playful Moment After Being Separated
On a cozy chair in the secluded back patio, the sexual tension building between us was evident. It had been a while since we engaged in such activities, and even longer since we were both involved with each other physically. We've reached that stage where the tension is on the verge of bursting into animalistic passion.
Though we hadn't been in a BDSM relationship for years, a mere glance and it all came barging back into our memories.
His fingers slowly crept towards me as I stood in front of him. She knows what her Daddy desires. She knows what she owns. She is a good girl.
His fingers gently trace the growing lump in his jeans while the fingers of the other hand meticulously unfasten the belt, unbutton, and lower the zipper. The only thing separating her fingers from his incredible cock is a little fabric.
She runs her fingers over his cock, feeling it twitch slightly. She licks her lips a little more, her breath quickening. She could feel the warmth between her legs intensifying as she imagined the delightful pleasure his cock and hands were about to provide her with shortly.
There's a touch of pride in her eyes, too. Firstly, she's proud because she realizes it's her fingers and the lustful gaze she's giving him that had caused his cock to grow, and secondly, because she knows the thought of her as his good girl is on his mind at this moment. As his good girl. As Daddy's good girl.
Just as she was about to lower his underwear and take his cock into her always-willingly-ready mouth, she withdrew, slightly frowning.
"Daddy," she says, her eyes pleading innocently. "May I take a shower first, so I can make the pussy you own clean and lovely for you? You can even come close to examine it to ensure it's cleanly shaven like you always appreciated me to do."
After pondering, I agreed. She stood up gracefully, and as we headed indoors, I asked,
"Let's take a bath together."
"Hmmm." she purred. "I'd enjoy that very much, Daddy."
We stripped and went to the bathroom. While she was bending over the bathtub plugging it and turning the water on, I seized the opportunity to glide my finger over the middle of her pussy. She jumped a bit, but let out another soft purr. Stepping back slightly, I swung her ass with a palm, leaving a stinging mark on the left cheek. Instructionally, she instinctively brought up her hand to rub the spot, causing a little bit of water to splash, making the next slap sound even better. On the third swat of her ass, I noticed her legs were shaking a bit. After one more smack, her knees wobbled but she managed to stay standing.
As a tease, I again moved my finger along her pussy lips right as we entered the bathtub. It was gushing with her juices.
Our bodies squeezed into the not-so-big bathtub. With her legs spread over mine and her pussy submerged below the waterline, I reached out and pressed her clit with my thumb. She jumped each time I encountered the right spot, and it didn't take long for her to raise her hips, allowing me to thrust my fingers into her wet pussy.
She arched her back as she realized my left hand had placed her fingers on her nipple. With my free hand, it moved further until it arrived at her clit. She understood my signal and began fervently rubbing it while I boosted the rhythm of my fingering her pussy.
Within a few seconds, she asked, "May I cum, Daddy?"
"You may. Good girl for asking." I answered.
Moments later, she was writhing around in pleasure, moaning, and realizing her second orgasm of the night. I eased my pace and gave her time to calm down.
I could tell she was still very delicate and knew she could easily achieve multiple orgasms. She stared intently at me as her breathing increased. Just before she asked, I ordered,
"Cum for Daddy, Babygirl."
Her gaze locked with mine as her lungs filled with air. "Cum for Daddy," I repeated. Those words, combined with her actions, ignited her third orgasm. File by: Kirsten
Just seconds later, she was bouncing around, moaning and experiencing her third orgasm of the evening. I could feel her pussy spasming from her fingers sliding in and out. I gently eased my rhythm, allowing her to return to normal.
I could tell she was very aroused and capable of reaching multiple orgasms quickly. Her eyes met mine as her breathing increased. Just before she spoke, I instructed,
"Cum for Daddy, Baby."
Her gaze locked onto mine as she moaned, "Cum for Daddy." With those words and simultaneous actions, her body was once again overtaken by a fourth orgasm. File by: Kirsten
She struggled to stay awake, succeeding for the most part, but her eyelids fluttered closed as she shook and twitched for about 30 seconds. Unable to close her legs due to her position on my lap, she continued to gaze at me. Each time an orgasmic wave washed over her, her eyes rolled in their sockets.
Amidst the water loss in the tub, it felt enjoyable to support her on my knees, giving her a sense of buoyancy. When her head raised slightly, she gazed at me, and then traced her eyes down my body to meet my erection, sticking above the water. The remaining water was lower than it had been initially, but as I mentioned before, a good amount had been discarded.
Bending her upper body slightly, she fingered my thighs, stealing glimpses of my shaft. When she once more gazed up, she detected a smirk upon my lips. "What would you like, Babygirl?"
"I'd like to suck Daddy's cock," she requested. "I need to feel it in my mouth. I need to stretch my jaw and take it as deep as possible."
"You have permission to enjoy my cock, Babygirl." I nodded.
Leaning closer, her fingers wrapped around my penis. Then, lowering her head, she licked the tip, evoking involuntary movements. Gradually descending, she took the cock head into her mouth, swirling her tongue all around it. The small motions prompted more involuntary contractions. Progressing downward, she took more of my cock into her mouth. She removed one hand and resumed gently brushing her fingernails against my balls. This had been a consistent turn-on for me.
I placed my hands on her head and she raised her vision. Occasionally, she had remembered that I loved watching into her eyes while she gave me oral sex. Thus, she continued to remain eye-level with me as she ingested more and more of my cock.
I tightened my hold, indicating that I would dominate the situation, transitioning from me permitting her to suck me to me raping her mouth.
Slightly increasing pace, I repositioned her head and started pushing her back down my shaft. She pulled back, breathed, then pleaded, "Please Daddy, fuck your little slut's throat. Treat your little slut." It was something she had remembered increased my sexual desire, producing a near-animal growl from within me.
I gripped her head, halting movement. She recognized my signal that the situation was transgressing from her orally servicing me to my face-fucking her and throat-fucking her.
I reclaimed control, swiftly pushing her head up and down my shaft. Simultaneously, I raised my hips, which coincided with her jaw opening wider. My head raised to admire her gaze on my face while simultaneously infiltrating her airway. I detected a familiar feeling in my balls, which hinted at impending climax. Steadfastly looking down at her, I asked, "Where would you like Daddy's cum, my little slut?"
I eased her head back, allowing for a breath. She then mentioned, "In my throat, Daddy. Fill my throat with your cum." Surprisingly, this was something she'd never tried before. "It's alright, Daddy. If you cram your cock into my throat completely, I can't taste it. Deeper, Daddy, fill your little slut."
The innocent manner of her request intertwined with her whorishness intrigued me, as did the mention of my cum producing a primal response within me. I boldly shoved my cock down her throat until it touched the rear of it, making her moan. I roared, ejaculating gallons of sperm into her throat. Even amidst my implosive release, she maintained her gaze on me. Sperm filled her throat, and, with her unrelenting effort to consume it all, no cum went unaccounted for.
Now on the road to tranquility, she kept me within her mouth, tenderly sucking and licking, ensuring every last drop was swallowed. When releasing my rod from her mouth after several seconds, she doled out an audibly audible smacking sound and disclosed, "Thank you, Daddy, for supplying your little slut with your cum."
I admired her fixation and expressed, "You did quite well, Babygirl. I'm pleased with you. My good girl."
Her face brightened, glowing from the satisfaction of a job well done.
Following a bit more time spent soaking in the tub, we ultimately got out and dried off. Still sporting nothing but our birthday suits, we ventured into the bedroom. As I took a quick look over the chamber, my eyes landed upon a familiar-looking suitcase. I was astounded - could this be the same item?
"Babygirl, how many sex toys do you possess?" I inquired, my fingers softly running up and down her back. She swiftly grabbed her bedside drawer and retrieved a small purple vibrator as well as a large pink dildo.
"This vibrator is my favorite toy, Daddy," she proclaimed, holding up the vibrator, which was no larger than my ring finger. "It has loads of settings and feels out of this world when I use it on my clit. It can make me come exceptionally quickly. This one," she said, exhibiting the pink dildo, "is quite decent too. It lost its vibration function, but it still feels superb when I shove it deep into my vagina."
She then hopped to the conclusion of the bed and tugged the suitcase towards her. She began peeling apart the zipper, providing me with a peek at her pussy lips that slightly parted in the process. My cock began padding.
After opening the suitcase, a sizable range of toys, lashes, collars, paddles, and a few other objects sprung into view. She leaned over and began to pull stuff out, positioning them on the bed. Among the items was a hand-shaped paddle. I had not laid eyes on this particular instrument for a very long period. I shuffled behind her and seized the paddle, rubbing my stiffening cock against her pussy and ass. She reacted with a shudder and continued to empty the items in the suitcase. I recalled the delight she experienced when I had hit her with this paddle, causing her to let out multiple moans.
As I carefully examined the paddle in my right hand, my left hand moved between her legs and forced my two fingers deep into her already damp cunt. She grunted then moaned as my fingers played with her. I leaned in closer to her ear and whispered, "Babygirl, seize your little vibrator. Set it to your clit and become even wetter."
"Yes, Daddy," she gasped, and her hand instantly shot out and snatched the small purple vibrator. A few button presses and I could hear it roaring. Her arm then descended between her legs and set the vibrator onto her clit. She reacted with a shudder and emitted a low groan of pleasure. Her wetness increased substantially as her legs trembled ever so slightly. As my fingers continued their journey in and out, I understood that she was veering towards another climax, but I was unclear as to just how close she was until I wielded the paddle and slammed it down on her ass. "Fucking hell, Daddy," she yelped - she let out a scream as, all of a sudden, her vagina tightened over my fingers and a geyser of cum erupted from her vagina, enclosing my hand, the floor, and my feet.
I had induced her to squirt on numerous occasions, but never at this magnitude, nor at this speed. I was astounded by how deeply she squirted. I carefully eased her face onto the bed. She twitched and muttered incoherently for minutes before she finally calmed down.
I remained next to her, hugging her until she returned to reality. When her vision started to focus on mine, she offered me a smile. "Holy shit, Daddy. That was potent. I've never cum as strongly or squirted so much. Thank you, Daddy," she praised. But then her expression changed to one of contrition. "I'm sorry, Daddy. I did not ask for approval to cum."
I tilted her head back to make eye contact. "That's a-okay, Babygirl. It forced your hand. I must admit, I relished the intensity of your orgasm."
"Thank you, Daddy." she giggled and snuggled up to me, feeling my hard cock against her midsection. She lowered her gaze for a second, then mentioned, "May Daddy screw me now? Will Daddy shove his cock into my saturated pussy and explode his cum deep inside me?"
"Eventually, Babygirl," I said. "Soon. But first, Daddy has other plans." I traveled to retrieve her small vibe and large pink dildo. I warmed up the pink dildo by moving it up and down her still slick pussy, teasing slightly as I pushed it in a bit then pulled it out. I handed her the vibe and issued her the following instructions: "Babygirl, we're going to cum together. I'm going to penetrate you with this dildo while you once again set the vibe to your clit. While you are cumming once more, Daddy will be neck and throat fucking his slut." Her eyes sparkled as I inserted the dildo into her vagina.
As soon as she turned the vibe on, she glided it over her aroused clit. She let out a gasp and opened her mouth in a silent scream. Without hesitation, I grabbed her head and pushed my dick into her mouth. Her gaze met mine. There's nothing better than receiving oral with eye contact. I fucked her face harder and faster, causing her to moan and make occasional gagging sounds. Simultaneously, she worked her hand frantically on her clit as the dildo slammed into her. The wetness increased. I felt my load rising, and I knew it wouldn't be long before I blew my load. Her uncontrollable leg movements and the persistent vibration on her clit told me she was close, too.
"Cum, Babygirl," I instructed her as I yanked my dick out of her mouth. "Cum with Daddy." Instantly, her steamed up with intense movements, releasing fluids all over the bed and floor. Her eyes rolled back in her head.
I also came. It felt like my balls weren't just releasing my cum, but also energy from my feet that surged out of my cock. Strands of cum flew out of my cock and covered her upper body. I'd never experienced cumming that much. Once another rope landed on her lips, her eyes opened, and she looked up at me. She happily licked her lips and then quickly sat up, placing her mouth over the tip of my still pulsing dick.
I started to slow down a bit. She ran her fingers through the cum coating her body and then slowly, sensually licked her finger clean. "You look amazing covered in my cum, Babygirl," I told her. I glanced down at her cum-drenched body and nodded. "Yes, Babygirl, you truly do. Soon, the inside of your pussy will match what happened here."
"Mmm," she breathed and closed her eyes gently. "That'll be delightful."
I'll recall what she just said about enjoying my cum and her pussy being mine. Sleep crept over us.
I woke up to an amazing sensation, my dick amidst a very warm, wet mouth. I looked down and saw Babygirl looking up at me with a hint of a grin on her face, my cock in her mouth.
"Hmm," I sighed, smiling at this great way to wake up.
After taking in the pleasure for a little while longer, I reached down and slowly eased her head away from my dick.
"Did I do something wrong, Babygirl?" she inquired with worry.
"Absolutely nothing, Babygirl." I reassured her. "I just want my breakfast, too. Turn over and lie on your back, Babygirl."
"Yes, Daddy." She obeyed, and I raised my knees on either side of her head. I adjusted my position, lowering my cock close to her lips. I felt a rush of excitement as her tongue reached out to lick the end of my dick. Next, I turned my thoughts to the pussy I was about to eat out.
I laid my head between her thighs and gently leaned in for a kiss on her pussy. A minor twitch in her legs gave me a thrill. I trailed my tongue along the inside of her thighs, just next to her pussy. When I paid attention to the spot near her clit, a more pronounced twitch occurred. I redirected my attention to her pussy for the next sensual act.
As I could see the wetness in her pussy, I knew she gets turned on by being instructed to please me. I lightly pressed my tongue to the bottom of her pussy before moving it up to the top, ending with a quick flick of my tongue on her clit. I felt her legs jerk and heard her gasp. The moment I had been waiting for had arrived. I thrust my dick into her mouth and throat.
I heard her gargling as she adjusted to accommodate my dick. She wrapped one hand around the base of my cock and with the other, played with the spot behind my balls. She was 100% into enjoying herself, nursing a different side of pleasure!
In the meantime, I submerged my face and covered her entire pussy with my mouth. I engulfed as much as possible while licking my tongue all over her pussy. On her clit. Inside her. I was like a famished man given a feast. I raised my head to take a breath and so did she. "Fuck Daddy." she uttered, panting heavily before gulping down my cock again. I returned to her clit and inserted three fingers into her pussy. The dampness permitted me access with ease.
On the verge of reaching climax and aware that she was also close, I disengaged from her pussy.
I moved off her and sat on the bed. "Get on your knees, now, my love." She swiftly rolled onto her knees in front of me. I reached forward and grasped her hair, pulling it back as I entered her drenched pussy.
Almost instantly she yelled, "Fuck Daddy. Can I cum again, please?" at my affirmation, I sensed the muscles in her pussy constricting around my cock and she experienced uncontrollable spasms. I paused my frantic penetrations momentarily as I could not pace my thrusts as she was implementing twists and turns.
Once she was able to regulate her movements, I resumed the aggressive penetration. Gradually at first, then building up momentum, like a locomotive pulling out of the station. "Fuck. Yes. Daddy. Fuck. Yes. Daddy." she continuously murmured after each thrust. I could feel the euphoria approaching quickly and I knew it was soon.
"Cum with me, my lovely." I bellowed, just as my semen exploded into her pussy. Perceiving my cock pulsating within her and analyzing how my cum overflowed into her pussy was always enough to stiffen her up. No matter whether she had climaxed moments ago. It didn't make a difference. That was the trigger. And damn, she climaxed again. I felt her discharge her semen onto my thighs and down my legs as I kept injecting her. After a period where my breathing stabilized a touch and I started comprehending our location, I disengaged her hair and leaned down to kiss her bare back.
"Good girl." I sensed her smile through her whisper, "Thank you for allowing me to cum so much and filling my pussy with your hot jizz Daddy."
"You came a lot then, my love. You even squirted on my legs. I'm very amazed."
We inexplicably turned diagonally on the bed, which caused me to flop onto my back across the bed. She lay down, cuddled against me with her head resting on my chest. I softly caressed her hair and she signed contentedly.
All of a sudden, she knelt up and stated, "Oh. I'm sorry Daddy." and straightway started licking my cock once more, licking up and down my balls and across my thighs. It was a delightful surprise.
Upon finishing, I observed her. A query unspoken in my eyes. She answered my unwritten question.
"I recall our time from before Daddy, and an obedient whore always cleans Daddy's cock after he produces. I always aim to be a well-behaved whore. Am I a well-behaved whore Daddy?" she proposed, slightly creasing her lips.
I looked at her and caught the desire to please Daddy and the need for approval in her expression.
I shook my head. "No, my love, you are not a well-behaved whore." I detected the perplexity and a touch of sadness in those eyes, and sightings of a few tears emerging. I extended my hand and tenderly cupped her face. Gazing into her eyes, I conveyed, "You are MY well-behaved whore."
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