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Daddy Please 1
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Daddy Please 1 The door opens and, for the first time, you stand before me. We have communicated extensively via texts and emails — and a few calls. You blink nervously, uncertain whether I will approve of you in-person. “Hello Daddy.” You smile. I notice your full lips painted dark violet. The color of your finger-nails matches your lips. Your eye-shadow is taupe. I imagine my cock-head rubbing your lips, my pre-cum adding gloss to the color, and smile as I inspect you. The schoolgirl outfit — tight white blouse, short, blue plaid kilt, white socks and black, shiny shoes gives you an appearance of innocence and sensuality. I can see that your nipples are erect and pushing against the white, cotton material of the blouse. You bite your lips as I inspect you. Slightly humiliated, your cheeks flame red. The color suits you. “Come in.” You heave a sigh of relief. “Thank you, Daddy.” I take your elbow and guide you to the lounge. A cold cocktail — a cosmopolitan — from a side table is handed to you. I do not ask what you like, since I know this from our conversations. A flourish of my hand indicates that you should sit on the large, black leather couch. Your kilt rides up and parts along the split. I nod in approval of your plain, white, cotton panties. With you on my left, I sit down. You finish the drink and become more relaxed. My arm slides across your shoulders and draws you closer. With my other hand, I cup your chin, tilt your face and kiss you. Your lips are cold from the drink, but not unpleasantly so. I take command of your mouth. Forceful lips press on yours. My tongue plunges deep into your moist, succulent mouth. I suck and bite. You resist at the rough treatment not wanting to cede ownership of your mouth. I take you, ignoring your protestations. Soon your tongue and mine twist and coil around each other. Your hand slips inside my unbuttoned shirt. I moan in approval as you play with my nipples. I start to unbutton your blouse, but lose patience and pull the material roughly. Buttons fly across the room, clattering on the hardwood floor. You moan, “Oh yes, Daddy,” as you feel the air conditioning caress your ample tits. Head arched back, you push the nipples into my mouth. Accepting your gift, I suck and bite them. You wince as my teeth worry your sensitive nipples. It is painful. You flinch and cry out. I bite and suck harder. Firm fingers knead the soft yielding flesh of your tits. Fingertips dig into your flesh and you gasp. Soft moans escape your lips as I cover your tits in licks, kisses and bites. My free hand slides between the split of your kilt and the fabric is pushed aside. My hand rests briefly on your smooth thigh before travelling towards your cunt. Under the panties, your damp mound seeps hon-eyed milk from your cunt. I push your panties into your slit. Your legs spread wider and I push the panties in deeper. I can smell your hot juices as they rise on the warm cunt air to permeate the room. I remove your panties. They’re soaked in your juices. I rub them over your face, and lick your face. You purr. A thick finger rubs along your slippery slit, before plunging inside. Cunt-honey flows as you are finger-fucked. Deep probing, two-fingered thrusts commander your wet cunt. I uncover a slippery, round, pink clit and grasp it between finger and thumb, squeezing and rubbing. You moan. I slap your clit. You moan once more. I slap it harder…faster. I feel your body tense. At the point of your orgasm, I stop. You hiss like a cat in frustration. Your hand goes to your cunt. I grasp your hand and slap your face. You pout and touch your reddening cheek. “Daddy?” I smile, take your hand and raise you from the couch. We walk to the stairwell. “Go ahead.” You walk in front of me, naked apart from your socks and shoes. I admire your ample arse and how it rolls from side to side as you climb the stairs. Your arse crack is very tempting, but that will come later. Mid-way up the stairs, you pause and turn. A big smile is on your face, because you know your Daddy has been admiring your body. “Daddy?” “Yes?” “My name is Maeve, Daddy.” I smile and we proceed. You will feel pain and pleasure. Accept both on your knees. |
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Very very sensual, x
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