We had sex many times over the weekend. Sunday, we ended up talking for half the day about open relationships and our relationship. It was a very valuable talk. We connected physically most of the weekend, it was a beautiful way to end our weekend by connecting through talk and communication.
On Sunday night we usually go to bed early. Mr. D gets up very early for work. We both knew when we started talking this meant we would not have time for sex. We snuggled up in bed. I knew we’d go to sleep soon.
“Put your hand on my cock.” I had to obey but my mind balked. But we have to sleep soon. He has to get up in the morning. He felt or sensed my hesitation. Suddenly, his demeanor changed. “Listen to me slut. You are going to go down there and put your mouth on me. You are going to get that cock hard enough for me to fuck you. Now.”
“Ok Daddy.” My whole body reacted to his vehemence. I shuddered and my pussy got wet. I sat up and knelt by his side. I sucked his cock into my mouth and started giving him head. There was no finesse. I was desperate to do as he commanded. I had to get him hard.
“Get that cock hard you little cock whore. You want me to fuck you don’t you? If you want to get fucked, get me hard.” He was so forceful, so fast, I had no time to think. I was panting with my need of him and so desperate to please.
He pushed me off his cock, which was only half stiff by then. “Not good enough my little cock whore, not even close. Move. Lick my asshole.” He flipped over and I got behind him. I thrust my whole face into his ass and licked his tight asshole for all I was worth. It was sweet from residual lube that must have trickled there when we fucked before. I pushed my tongue in deep, doing everything I could to obey.
“You’re my little cock whore aren’t you? You want my come, so you can be my little come slut too?”
From behind him I whimpered and said, “Yes, Daddy!” He had me wound so tight with his quick fire commands and dirty names. I would have done anything he told me to do.
“Get those pants off and get on your back.” I dropped my pajama pants and quickly laid on the bed. He got between my legs and pushed his cock fully to the hilt. He fucked me hard and fast. No quarter was asked for or given. He looked down at my tank top blocking his view of my tits and ripped it in half.
“Are you my whore? My dirty cock whore?”
“Yes, Daddy! I am, I’m your whore…your cock whore.” This was new, he’d never called me that before but it was driving me wild.
“Do you want my come you dirty, little, come slut? Whether you do or not, I’m going to fill you with my seed.” He thrust harder and faster, my tits bouncing for him with each thrust. The shock waves ran over my body, my breasts rolling like the tide.
“Please Daddy! Fill me with your come! I need it!”
He grabbed my neck with a grip so strong I gasped. He squeezed and I squeaked as my panicked cry was forced out the little space I had left to breathe. His fucking sped up to a blinding pace. Just as I thought I’d pass out, he shot his hot load into me.
He released my neck as he cried out strong and deep, his orgasm breaking over us both.