Experiencing Childlike Sensuality in Love Part 2
This narrative illustrates fingering, clitoral stimulation, oral sex, and vaginal intercourse. Expect grammar, punctuation, storyline errors - it's my first attempt, and I'm settling the bugs. All characters, narratives, and actions are mutually agreed upon, 18+, and completely fabricated. Any resemblance to actual people, living or deceased, is coincidental.
If I'd known that it would be so long until Jessie and I saw each other again, I would've fucked him in that hammock.
We decided to meet up the following day, but I woke up with a head cold that kept me going until Wednesday- he worked back-to-back shifts right through the weekend.
I'd have thought that not seeing each other for so long might have lessened the passion, but as our next date approached, the desire for Jessie and his big cock became overwhelming.
Jessie and his enormous penis were the very first thing I contemplated when I awoke and the final thing I touched myself to at night. The thought of him inside me, especially when he'd be calling me "daddy", ignited my fantasies.
"Mia?" Luke, my workmate, interrupted my fantasies. "Can you make it to the meeting in five minutes?"
I'd been zoning out for a while, my computer screen switched off. Dammit, I really needed to fuck Jessie by now.
"Yes, I'll just run to the bathroom first and I'm there," I tried to avoid making eye contact with him, regretting gushing so much about Jessie the previous week. Surely it can't be obvious how horny I am, right?
Soon I was locked inside one of the bathrooms next to the meeting room, attempting to take deep breaths and think calming thoughts. I can do this, I can do this, I can do this.
My phone vibrated in my pocket, making my pussy tingle uncontrollably. I grabbed it and prayed it was a text from my grandfather or someone equally innocent, not a text from Jessie...
Holy fucking shit, Jessie is jerking off.
He had probably just woken up after working the late shift the night before. We had talked about morning wood recently; I had shared my fascination with getting fucked in the morning.
But to send a video of him masturbating... He was trying to tease me.
I pressed the pause button with one hand while using the other to slip my hand into my jeans. I couldn't help but rub my clitoris harder in response to his rhythm.
Placing the phone next to the mirror and putting in my headphones, I played the video at full volume. Instantly, the sound of his hand laying roughly along his penis filled my ears. Damn, fuck me.
Hesitant about how loud I was being, I slipped my headphones in. I immediately began finger-fucking myself, my breathing quickening to match the tempo of Jessie's moans.
"Yeah, baby?" His soft voice filled my ears. "You like watching daddy touch himself, don't you?"
I moaned at the sound of his name. Fuck, yes.
"Daddy's cock is so hard because of you, babe," The tip of his dick glistened with pre-cum, making me lick my lips. "I just wish you were sucking it."
"Oh my god," My hand pressed hard against my mouth as my headphones fell out of my ears. What if someone overheard me?
"Baby, you make me feel so good," His breathing intensified as his thrusting started to pick up. "The way you take daddy's dick..."
The scent of my pussy juices from the fingers that had just been inside me was making me even wetter. I closed my eyes and imagined his penis inside me as I started sucking my wet fingers.
With my phone propped up against the mirror, I began rubbing against him frantically to his groans of pleasure.
"Fuck," Jessie's hand jerked the tip of his shaft, his voice as rough as his grip. Yeah, daddy?
"Baby girl, I can't wait to cum--"
"Mia?"
I jumped, ripping out my AirPods as I scrambled for my phone. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Jessie, you bastard.
"Mia, are you alright in there? Luke just asked me to verify you're okay," Shit, Tanya was checking up on me? I was running late. And I was still so horny.
"I'm fine!" I yelled back through the door, quickly washing my hands and hoping to hell she didn't perceive my vaginal wetness. "I'll be done in a minute."
Not for long...
Looks like it was time to return the favor.
•
Three days passed since bathroom-gate, and Jessie and I finally had an evening to ourselves. He invited me to his place, and as I was getting ready on that Thursday night, I wondered what he had planned.
Especially considering what I had in mind... He'd better manage to keep up.
Feeling utterly frustrated due to my recent encounter in the workplace bathroom, masturbation had proven inefficient in calming my sexual cravings. I had little to no exchange with the object of my obsession the entire day before.
My level of arousal had reached its peak. I couldn't recall ever being this aroused and eager to please a man.
Locating Jessie's place was an easy feat in the quaint neighborhood it resided. It was nothing short of stunning, a welcoming sight in stark contrast to my dejected state.
As I took a moment to take in the surroundings, my curious mind wandered, pondering on how it would feel to accept him inside this beautiful home. "What if I were taken here, to his comfortable sanctuary by him?" The thought brought a strange sort of comfort to my previously churning stomach.
Tightening the buttons of my coat further, I showed off the skimpy lingerie underneath it with the sheer purpose of leaving an impact. The idea of Jessie ruining the lace turned me on even more.
"It's now or never" I whispered aloud. Steeling myself, I bravely stepped out of my vehicle, fighting the trepidation that had me second-guessing my arrival at his doorstep.
Jessie opened the door the moment my foot grazed the first step leading up to his residence. His expression was casual, his gaze still holding the sexiness I craved. My heart palpitated at the sight of the black t-shirt and jeans that barely concealed his tattoos, ones I was completely unaware of.
"Hi" I managed to muster, failing to match his cheerful greeting with one of my feelings. Despite the swarming thoughts of him tearing my lingerie apart, as if he couldn't wait to be intimate with me, I endeavored to maintain poise.
As I crossed the threshold, the intoxicating aroma of his home greeted me warmly. His taste piqued by vintage, art-filled walls mingled with the more sophisticated art deco pieces. I allowed myself a moment to admire them, preferring them to the promise of what lay beneath the fabric of his clothes. A deep sense of envy and anticipation tickled my insides.
"Care for a drink?" His offer was both gentle and welcome, a necessary reprieve to quell the reeling excitement brewing inside.
"A glass of water will suffice, thank you," I responded. I needed to stay focused, to stay in control.
Jessie retreated to the kitchen, leaving me to appreciate the newfound sense of freedom I had gained. It didn't last long, however, as he returned, cradling my glass of water and a bong in his strong, tattooed hands. I couldn't help but observe his tats causing me to marvel at the refined dark patterns. This alter native reality bombarding my senses with desire was unlike any other experience I had encountered.
Sitting down on the shade provided, we proceeded to smoke up while I drained my glass of water. I watched his hands with rapt attention, the way he took my differently-sized glasses and lit my bowl. Jessie held the lighter above my flame, ensuring it was properly lit.
Although not explicitly ordered, my body was on autopilot. I inhaled deeply, holding the bong between my legs while Jessie proceeded to light his own. He was a master at this ritual, he knew exactly what he was doing.
"More comfortable?" Setting down the water and bong, Jessie leaned back with a raised eyebrow in anticipation.
"Might as well get more comfortable then," I nodded, unfastening my belt, my blazer, and finally unhooking the buttons at my waist. I was on autopilot, my nipples braving the cold to pop out of what was left of my lacy bra. Dropping my blazer, I felt exposed and nervous - but it was exhilarating.
"Please..." I hesitated, not wanting to interrupt his moment of market dominion. But in that moment, he could see all the building passion harbored within the thoughts of my head.
"Take one last hit, baby." This soft yet commanding request flooded my head with thoughts of a topless girl consuming his herb. Falling in line, I indulged in another exhale. The stoner high rapidly hit me, resulting in the automatic release of any lingering self-consciousness.
I relaxed in my chair, enjoying the cool air outside when I saw Jessie's eyes staring intently into well-known territory. Arrested by the sight of the covered but risqué pulsing beneath the cool air, he remained in control of our current actions, determined to extract the fullest pleasure from his creation.
The cold couldn't mask the heat burning in me, arousal for him increased by the second. Stretching slowly, I knew the exact moment my lingerie's untie would be the perfect culmination. "One more hit, please." I requested, unashamed. A raging lust was condemning my mind.
As I obediently obeyed, he took a hit, while I haven't expected him to return mine. I made sure to suck gently on the tube for satisfaction. The lustful dance continued in the aftermath as we watched one another. He, consumed by the anticipation; me, the hapless victim of his plan.
Drawing close, he bridged the gap between us, cradling my face within the palms of his hands. It seemed like he might finally relieve the all-consuming tension by kissing me; however, he only stared, leaving me wanting.
"I'm dying to fuck you, Mia."
His thumb softly traced my lower lip, leaving shivers in its path.
"Me too."
"To what degree?" He shifted his grasp to my breast, applying light pressure as he toyed with my nipple. I stifled a moan, but it only intensified his teasing.
"Really intensely."
"Then you'll need to outline exactly what you desire, sweetheart." Now, both hands were kneading my breasts, arousing me while simultaneously providing lingering waves of pleasure that magnetized me to my core.
I couldn't resist any longer. Nor could I continue being tormented any longer.
"I want you to fuck me, daddy, very rigorously."
His hands detached from my breasts, and in their place, he spirited my jacket onto me.
"Let's head inside, dear."
As soon as the door shut, I found myself pressed back against it, Jessie's arms circling my waist and face near mine.
"Are you sure you're alright with this?" His enquiry caused some annoyance, but it only added to my arousal.
"Yes."
I ensured I held his fixated gaze. "But just one condition."
"Anything, baby girl."
The drive within him was apparent as he pushed his body against mine and his penis tormented me. "Just don't hold back."
Jessie smirked sinfully, grinded his cock against me.
"I may find that impossible, Mia."
It was then that I kissed him, igniting a passion that brought forth an immediate moan. He met my lips with a fervour that could have potentially pushed me over the edge, had we not been tempted to indulge in further activity.
His fingers fished through my clothing, yanking it off with unyielding determination.
I opted to remove his garments as well. As we deepened the kiss, my hands raced to his torso and steadily pulled his shirt over his head.
"Holy shit!" My mouth unleashed an expletive from the sheer sight of the coolest, darkest tattoos I'd ever seen adorning his body. The snake trailed through his abdomen, stretching to his waistline.
"Take off your panties," came a raspy demand while he eyed me hungrily. I disrobed, reveling in his platonic appreciation.
I held up his briefs, having removed them, and he inhaled them deeply.
He brushed his lips against mine and murmured, "Hand them over." I tossed them to the ground.
Aware his eyes were on me, I proceeded to remove my underwear. Immediately after, I traced the snake to his jeans' beltline with my finger.
"Daddy?" I issued a shy request, eyeing him eagerly. "Can I give you head, please?"
Jessie exhaled audibly before ejecting my hair in transport. "Yes, sweetheart. I want you to perform fellatio on your daddy, warranting only a stop if I deem it necessary."
I nodded and, not breaking conversation, proceeded to remove his belt, unbuttoning, and unzipping. He unstorage pockets before finally catching his pair resting on his boots.
His jeans fell to his ankles, revealing even more multifaceted tattoos frosting his slender, muscular legs. A single touch on my dampened panties caused my pussy to flood a second time.
"Pull off your jeans, please," he requested with a preoccupation in his eye contact.
I followed his instructions, leaving us both unclothed and glued together by the industrial strength of our arousal.
Lifting my head, I deposited my fingers to the snake's base. "Daddy..." I licked towards the tip, pausing to gaze up at him as he flinched before resuming my pursuit of relieving his obsession.
"You're entirely certain?" he asked, though he Eyes held the consequence of intensifying my need to please him.
"Yes."
His mouth drifted closer to mine as he implored, "Following one condition."
"Text."
"Don't remain timid."
The sexual barrage eased slightly when Jessie barnstormed closer to witness my response. I eagerly reached out and bit my lip as I met his stare; my silence communicated my acceptance.
"You can manage that, huh?" He began running his fingers through my hair, reestablishing our connection as he prowled closer.
"Yes."
He disengaged his digits from my strands as he reinstated his previous habits from before, cupping my ass, prodding my breasts, and ultimately making his intentions known.
"Take off your earrings," I ordered, my eyes boisterous with lust. He complied, presenting me with a pair of studs which I removed before kneeling at his feet, admiring his dark void.
"Daddy?" I summoned him, barely acknowledging the level of stamina necessary for this session.
"Yes, my child?" he responded, his arms intertwined around his abdomen with surprise.
"Can I be your daddy?"
"You can fulfill that request."
"Holy crap, Mia," I loved how he let the 'daddy' slip for a moment, so caught up in fucking my face he didn't care. I looked up at him as tears streamed down my cheeks; I couldn't breathe when deep throating, but I was too turned on to care.
Jessie looked down at me with wide, wanting eyes and dropped his head back in pleasure when he saw me. His hands relaxed their grip on my head, and he pulled me off his dick with a soft moan, letting his precum glide a sticky trail through my mouth onto my lips.
"You enjoy sucking my dick, don't you?" Jessie whispered, one hand holding his dick while the other held the back of my head. He stroked it as he rubbed the tip against my lips, my tongue flicking out to lick up whatever I could.
"I do, daddy," I said, replacing his hand with mine and cupping his balls gently with my other. I teasingly licked his shaft, holding his intense gaze as I cleaned his leaking member. "I like being daddy's slut."
Jessie groaned as I took his dick deep in my mouth and back into my throat, sucking fiercely as my words echoed in our heads. Being degraded (in a loving way) had always been another fantasy of mine, and I was too turned on to hold back.
I sucked and choked on his cock as I swallowed the precum filling my mouth nonstop. My own girl cum dripped shamelessly down my legs as I pumped his shaft with my hands and worshipped his tip with the back of my throat.
Jessie's groans and pants of pleasure were almost as loud as my intense sucking; his beautiful noises were all I wanted more of.
That's a lie. I was getting face-fucked this hard because I wanted the best noise of all; the sound of him loudly coming in my slutty little mouth.
"Okay, that's enough," Jessie roughly yanked me off his cock and pulled me up to standing. I barely had a second to register before his hands were around and under my ass and he was pulling me into the air, my legs wrapping around his waist as I straddled him.
"Jessie?" I said as he carried me towards the couch, his dick resting just under my ass.
"Daddy needs to fuck you so badly," Jessie said as he laid me down with a tenderness that made me want to get my mouth back on his dick immediately. "But I need to taste you first."
My legs parted as one hand slid between them and the other started playing with my tits. My clit pulsed as his fingers brushed it teasingly, but they didn't stop until two of his fingers slipped deep inside me.
I moaned loudly as he started fucking me with his fingers. Jessie wasn't gentle, just how I liked it. He was finger-fucking me so roughly that my orgasm exploded with no warning, and I came loudly around him.
"Daddy, can you fuck me now?" I said as soon as I caught my breath, my pleading eyes meeting his. I could see his cock glistening and pulsing with a need for his own release; and as his baby girl, I wanted nothing more than to give him that.
Jessie chuckled darkly, removing his fingers and licking them slowly. Then, still holding my gaze, he dragged his tongue from my clit to my bruised hole and back again.
"Not until you beg me to, baby girl," Jessie's hands tightened on my thighs as he started licking and sucking my clit with an intensity that matched my own love for his dick.
Immediately my clit began pulsing, getting harder and more swollen with each teasing twirl of his tongue. If Jessie had made it clear he knew what he was doing when he made me come in that hammock, there was no question with how he was eating my pussy.
This is my daddy.
That thought, combined with the view of Jessie's eyes closed in the pleasure he'd found between my legs, sent me flying over the edge.
"Fuck!" I screamed as my second orgasm ripped through me, making my body and pussy spasm uncontrollably. Jessie, my perfect daddy, didn't stop either; he just licked me until I was so spent and my clit so sensitive that I could barely breathe.
"Please," I whispered as Jessie gave my pussy a final kiss and then sat backwards. He stroked his veiny cock lazily, enjoying watching me try to catch my breath.
"Please what, sweetheart?"
I panted slightly, his voice and his wet cock filling me with a desperate need to have him inside me.
"Please, daddy -- I need you to fuck me now."
"Fuck you how, baby girl?" Jessie smirked as he moved closer, and dragged his cock against my sensitive pussy. I could feel his precum mixing with mine -- dangerous territory with no condom -- but I didn't give a damn.
"Fuck me raw, daddy, until you come inside your baby girl," The words coming out of my mouth were dirty and strange, but they made my pussy gush against his pulsing dick. [
"Be cautious, Mia," Jessie's eyes appeared darker with lust, almost black, and I could feel his muscles straining as he held himself back. "You keep talking like a filthy slut and I'll fuck you like one."
I scrutinized his eyes as I moved closer, positioning his erect dick at my wet pussy's entrance.
"Quiet down and accept me, Daddy."
Jessie thrust into me forcefully, causing me to cry out, which made him laugh gently in my ear as his cock filled me. He pounded into me mercilessly, bruising my cervix but it only increased my wetness.
I grimaced as he readjusted himself between my legs, his hands slipping under my ass to hold me in place.
I gasped as his cock stimulated my g-spot, causing me to tighten around him, our moans overlapping.
"Am I pleasing you, Daddy?"
"Yeah, baby girl – you're wet and tight." Jessie increased his speed, sending shivers down my spine. "I knew you'd be eager."
His voice and his cock inside me brought me to climax, my muscles clenching involuntarily.
"Will you own me as your cum slut, Mia?" Jessie slowed down his thrusts, causing his cock to slide in and out teasingly. His eyes searched mine, checking for any hesitation, and I realized how animalistic he is in bed and the gentleness he portrays.
"I want to be your cum slut, Jessie," I kissed him and took his bottom lip in my teeth. This moment seemed more passionate and intimate than my ten-year relationship. "I genuinely love the sensation of you fucking me, Daddy."
"Yeah, baby?" Jessie instructed as he withdrew from me. The loss of his cock's presence caused a void that bewildered me. "Why don't you show your Daddy how to use a dirty slut?"
Let's display it to Daddy how to use you perfectly. This thought excited me as we switched positions.
"You're breathtaking," Jessie remarked. I straddled him, his dick gently touching my vulva. "I'm grateful you stopped by that pool party."
"Fuck, Jessie," I murmured as I lifted myself up and positioned his shaft at my pussy's entrance. "I'm grateful too."
I sank onto him, savouring the sensations his significant dick elicited in my tight pussy. He sighed in satisfaction as his eyes roamed over my face. "I knew you'd be so tight."
"How do I feel, Daddy?"
"Amazing, girl," he groaned, getting lost in his ecstasy. "Your pussy feels incredible."
He paused, implying that I was in control. The lack of his cock caused confusion, and he asked, "What would you like?".
Let's show Daddy how well I can ride him. This thought invigorated me.
"You're gorgeous," Jessie remarked. We locked eyes, and I positioned him onto his back. "I'm thankful you decided to stop by the pool night."
"Me too, Jessie." I climbed onto him, resting on his erect dick, enjoying the reunion of him and my pussy.
Jessie's hands held my waist, revelling in my beauty. I savoured the sensation of my entire being engrossed in the intimacy.
"We're in this together," Jessie whispered as I offered a sweet smile. "I hope we last longer this round."
"Let's begin," I said. I lifted myself up and then dropped back down, the powerful rhythm creating a symphony.
Jessie's hands found my ass, and he gripped me, his fingers interlocking, relishing the adventure. His dick slid in and out easily, aggravating my sore ass and pussy.
I moaned as I increased my grind, maintaining a steady pace.
"Baby girl," he panted. His palms held my hips down, anticipating the collision. "You're tempting me."
"I desire you to make me your cum slut, Daddy." I whimpered as I increased my pace.
"Fuck, baby!" Jessie roared, unable to contain himself. He pulled my hips down, pounding into me helplessly, faster and deeper than before.
I moaned loudly as I came abruptly, my muscles clenching. Jessie touched my back, pulling me closer.
He remained deep inside me, taking short breaths. Our juices congealed on his body, forming a tangible reminder of our carnal intimacy. He exhaled, "Is that all?".
I shook my head, wanting more. I wanted more of him and our connection.
Jessie frowned, wondering at my response.
"I long for you to fuck me hard again," I murmured, bracing myself on either side of him. His hands found my hips, cupping them as he pulled himself to me.
The pain wracked through my body, consuming me in the moment. I moaned, pleading for more, my pussy's spasms stimulated him.
"I'll cum again," Jessie announced in an orgasmic grunt, gripping my hips tightly. "I'm cumming baby."
"Daddy's cumming," I shrieked, delighting in the consequences of our orgasms. We spent moments recovering from our shared orgasm.
His dick disappeared inside my soaked pussy, leaving me warm and baffled.
"Were you a commendable girl for me, Jessie?" I inquired, curious about his first sexual experience.
He nodded, moving his hands to my shoulders, tightening his hold. "Yes, I'm happy I chose you."
While still feeling the aftershocks of various orgasms, I recognized that for this man, my dad, my only wish was to bring him the same pleasure as he provided for me.
"Mia, you're such a good girl," Jessie murmured tenderly. I lifted my head to face him, his gaze fixed on me with both wonder and adoration. "Daddy's favorite little one."
A smile crossed my lips as my heart filled with warmth. Did this man mysteriously appear on my doorstep just yesterday?
Jessie's hand caressed my cheek as I moved forward to embrace him in a kiss. His lips met mine and parted them slightly, his tongue delicately matching the rhythm of his dick in my pussy moments ago.
"Ready for round two?" I joked moments later, noticing the bulge growing large inside me.
Jessie found this amusing and kissed me intensely, his hand gliding down my neck. My swollen pussy pulsed around his erection, the spirits starting to soar once again.
"All right, sweetheart," his eyes sparkled deviously as his fingers tightened around my neck.
"Yet this time, I'll be choking you."
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