I have something to tell you Daddy, but I ca n't just say it, I have to severalise you other material with it, okay ? But I 'll get there, I promise.

The house was restrained. You 'd been at work for several hours and I 'd already finished my chores. Our elbow room was uncontaminating, sweetheart put away, laundry folded ... and I was bored. I was lying on the couch cerebration of you and was so ruttish that even though I know I 'm not allowed to, I started touching myself. I wanted dada hammer but you would n't be home for time of day ! I started slowly, rubbing my clit with one hand and cupping my tit, gently pinching my nipple with the other. First I was just kind of circling it with my digit, thinking of your lingua being there instead. It felt so serious the last fourth dimension you did that, Daddy. While I was thinking about it, I absentmindedly progressed from circling my button with my fingertips to replete on massaging myself. It felt good, but not as unspoilt as you. So then I put a finger in myself, like you do, but it just was n't the same.

So I started thinking about it. I 'm not supposed to be touching myself and you wonuld n't be home for a long time, but you did say you 'd like it if I took person else 's shaft sometimes too so maybe I could do that now. So I texted a ally. You know, the one with the really thick cock ? He was here within 30 minutes. As soon as the room access closed his mouth was pressed against mine and his hands were on my ass. His sweep through raked my skin as he almost immediately rushed to lift up the hem of my nightie. He yanked my thong off, almost ripping it in the process I led him to the room, our room, and he pulled me on to the bed with him. Instead of fucking me right away he put a helping hand on the back of my neck opening and guided my head down to his dick and oh my gosh daddy, it was so big ! It was so thick there was a gap between my fingerbreadth when I took it in my hired hand, and long enough that it filled my throat and still had more to go. I started stroking and sucking it, getting it nice and hard, and realized just how much bigger he is than you. I had to work on my deal up and down his shaft along with my mouth because I could n't fit it all in. I kept choking on it and making my middle water supply, but knowing it was big enough gag me just made me require it more. I twisted my wrist as I slid my bridge player up and down, working his rod to its bounteous and hardest while I lapped at the head, the orchis of my spit ring tracing all around. Then he told me it was fourth dimension to get on my rear and let him fuck me.

I did as I was told and as soon as my spinal column was on the bed, his drumhead was between my legs. His mouth felt almost as good as yours Daddy. But even though that felt good, him licking and teasing my clit, it was when he fingered me that I knew for sure he was a good alternative. He put two fingers in me, angled up and curved, and started working my cunt. As soon as he started I knew I was gon na cum hard and within what felt same seconds I was being washed over by such vivid pleasure I was almost automatically raising my hips to meet each stab of his paw and had to put a hand over my own sass to calm down my moan. Just as I was about to cum he leaned forward and whispered in my ear `` whose pussy is that ? '' And I told him it was his because right field then it was and I came so hard I almost could n't see straight. I wanted him to look at me so badly, after that dad. I begged him to put it in me. `` Please ? '' I whimpered, lifting my ass to rub against him. He held it at the entering, teasing me and telling me `` not yet '' every metre I tried to wind up to push him inside me. Then he finally drove it in me and I could palpate myself stretching around every in of him. He was so thickheaded he totally filled me up and bottomed out. I gasped and arched my back. He slipped his free arm under me, kissing me as pumped into me, making me groan louder with every thrust. But you know what really pushed me over the edge, pop ? You ! That 's correctly, I saw you standing there watching in the partially open threshold. I guess you got off early or something, but when I turned my fountainhead and saw you standing there watching me take his massive cock, yours already out of your pants and being tugged on furiously, I got so excited at you seeing me be your little slut. I got louder just to make for sure you could get wind, and grabbed his ass, making him sleep with me slow and deep so you got a good show. I was thinking of having him pull out, but once I knew you knew, I wanted to be full of his jizz. I wrapped my legs around him as he came, and the world-class streams of cum trickled out as his still throbbing erecting brought me to my own sexual climax. I saw you end about then too, papa, all over the front of your trouser. I loved seeing the jets of white shoot out against your black trouser as I could feel his leaking out of me. I wished you had come in then and cleaned me up. The idea of you tasting him in me and licking his succus out of me drives me wild, but since you did n't even roll in the hay it was gon na bump, I did n't wan na push my luck. I already knew I was probably going to get a spanking for not asking permission at the very least, I did n't wan na make you too mad.

So what I wanted to tell you was how much I liked getting fucked by another putz and that I 'd wish to do it more. But what I really want is for you to act too dad. Next prison term I want you to be there. I want to suck your cock then sit in your lap as he fucks me senseless. I want to feel him mess up his load as deep as he can then ingest you strip it all out while he watches. So, what do you say ? Can we daddy, Please ? ''