Power On

We live our lives and it’s good. We’re joining our lives more and more. I went to an event with Mr. D and met more of his friends. We had a relaxing and fun time. We had a little drunk time too. All good fun. All vanilla fun for the most part.

Thursday night, he spent the night at my place. We’re moving in together this weekend and I was feeling stressed about space for everything so I wanted him to come and game plan the move with me. We didn’t really end up doing that but we had a nice dinner and we waited for my brother to stop by to pick up some things. In general, a normal vanilla evening.

I was on my period, it had just started. Talk about the worst timing. Well, we’d had months of it falling during the week when I wasn’t with him, so, all’s fair I guess. He told me, “Well then, I guess your ass is mine tonight.” I felt the usual wave of nervous trepidation that comes over me when I know butt sex is imminent.  

Daddy is large and more importantly has some serious girth to his package. Anal is a hurdle. One that no one else has surmounted for him so I’m proud to serve him that way. Still, it’s a hurdle.

We cuddled on the bed. He gripped my neck and his dominance wrapped itself around me in all its power. Fuck, I love that. It’s like air. Air that I need to survive. I don’t realize it’s missing until it’s there again. Then, I breathe it in. I expand and I feel my wings unfurl. My God, the feel of it on me is like no other presence I’ve ever experienced. I crave him, I meld with him, I belong to him like no other.

“You, my little cumwhore, you are going to get either the large or the medium butt plug and you’re going to put it in your fine ass. Then you will get between my legs and worship my cock. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Daddy.” I croaked out the words around his tightening hand.

“What are you?” His words rumbled over me. His mouth on my cheek.

“Your cumwhore Daddy.” I shuddered and bathed myself in his power.

“That’s right. Now go.” He released my throat and I coughed from the sudden availability of air. My throat was scratchy and stuck together from his grip. I found the medium plug and the lube. I lubed the plug well and brought it back to the bed. I squatted right next to the bed so my eyes were level with his and worked the plug into my tight, unprepared ass. I closed my eyes briefly as I felt the bulb stretch me and pop inside. I looked up at him when it was done.

“Nicely done little girl. Now get to work.” I love feeling his pride. I love doing things in a way that serves his lust. I knelt between his legs. 

“May I Daddy?” I must ask permission first. I had gotten in trouble earlier for not asking permission. Even though I was ordered to the task, I asked.

“Good girl, yes, you may.” I sucked his cock in my mouth. I savored the taste and feel of him. I felt him grow and harden in my lips and my throat. I took him in as far as I could, pushing myself ever deeper each stroke. His words taunted me as I worked.

“You are a good cumwhore. I’m going to take that ass. I’m going to sink myself deep in your tight hole. Do you want that?” I nodded while my mouth was full of cock.
He grabbed my hair and forced his cock all the way down my throat. 

“Take it, take it. Yes! Oh yes, good slut.”

“On your side, knees up, head at the corner of the bed.” All the while I had sucked his cock, the plug had worked inside me. I felt it loosening and moving inside the whole time. It was quite erotic. He grabbed the plug and pulled it out then he was on me. His body pushed up behind me and his hard cock found it’s way to my tight, prepared asshole.

He thrust slowly and was easily inside me. I was surprised how easy it was this time. Usually, I panic and we stop then we continue again until we fit together. There was none of that this time. He slid right in. He stopped and checked on me. I was ready for him. I wanted him to move. He began to move slowly and soon he was fucking me hard and fast. The feel was intense and glorious. I heard myself moan. I gripped the bed sheets and rode the waves of pleasure as he took my ass over and over again.

I know I spoke to him. I’m not sure what I said exactly. I think I begged him to fill my ass. I wanted him to keep fucking me but I ached for his cum to fill me. It is such a dichotomy of need. Keep fucking but fill me, give me your cum! There is nothing like it. When he came inside my ass, oh it was like the 4th of July. Yes, I needed that so much. I needed him, I needed his dominance. I needed it all.

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Panic

Today we had an hour.  I stopped by to pick up something he made for me.  He’s good to me.  I had to get back home though so we only had time for a short snuggle.

We lay on the bed tangled together.  We talked about the day before which had been a fun day with family.  The men had golfed then they all came to my place for dinner.   It was really nice to cook for my men after a good day of golf.  Their ladies came over too which made it especially nice.

I ran my fingers over Daddy’s chest and played with his nipple rings. I really like tugging on them.  My mind was on sex but he said just cuddle. “What are your thinking about baby girl?” He asked.

“I was thinking about sucking your nipple Daddy.”

“That’s the difference between Daddy’s and baby girls.  Daddy’s take what they want we don’t just think about it.” He said.

“Hm, then are you going to take what you want Daddy?” I was playing.  I wanted him to rape me but I was trying to be good. Being bad had recently gotten me in trouble. I suppose I wasn’t trying very hard though, I wanted fucking.

He smiled, I could see his mind working. “You don’t have much time for me to take what I want.” Here I was thinking, and that time is ticking away while we could be fucking.  But I bit my tongue. 

Ok, I couldn’t take it anymore. “Well, we have time for a little fucking if that’s what you want.” I heard his breathing change.  He waited for what felt like forever but it was about 5 seconds.

“On your stomach baby girl.” Yes, yes, yes! I thought to myself as I pushed away from his side and placed myself face down on the bed. He pulled off my pants and thrust his face into my ass.  His tongue probed and licked and tormented me.  He lifted my body and pushed a finger into my pussy.  I was already becoming wet for him.  I wanted him.  Immediately after penetrating my pussy I felt a wet finger probe my asshole.  Oh no, my ass too? I took deep breaths and he pushed his finger inside my tight hole. He wiggled his finger and tested the tightness.   I moaned from pleasure and trepidation alike.

I had a suspicion that he would take my ass today.  He had told me in the heat of sex several days before that he would take his privilege and have my ass.  It hadn’t happened then so I knew it was imminent. I heard him rumble with pleasure, “Oh, she wants me. She opened right up for me.”

“Roll on your side baby girl.” No, no, no. I thought, not now, not without any warm up.  But I did as he said and tried not to whimper.   I always do my best to give him what he wants.  Some part of me knows or at least hopes my body will fall in line and respond. He mounted me and pushed his hard cock into my pussy, oh thank god, it wasn’t my ass.  I was lulled, I relaxed and immediately began to enjoy him fucking me.  After a few minutes, he pushed a lubed finger into my ass.  This is one of our favorite positions.  His cock in me from behind and his fingers taking my ass.  It’s hot and dirty and the pleasure of it is so intense. 

Just as soon as he started he stopped.  He pulled out and tucked my legs up against my chest so I was all the way on my side.  “Play with your clit, baby.”  I moaned in denial.

“No Daddy, please.”

“Yes, slut, you owe me.  I said I’d take it and I didn’t. Now, it’s mine.” I knew he was right.  I knew I had no way out.  I braced myself.  I put my fingers on my clit and moved them back and forth fast.  Any passion, any sensation helps to take me to that place where I don’t care about anything but the pleasure. He pushed his cock right up to my tight hole.  He moved slowly and did not back down when I panicked because panic I did.  

“Slow Daddy, slow!” I grabbed the bedside table and as the fear gripped me hard.  His cock was stretching me so wide so fast.  It doesn’t hurt exactly.  It feels like his cock is pushing a hole right into me somewhere there isn’t already a hole.  His girth is so wide and it takes time for my body to open to him.  Reason flies away and my fear of tearing is all I can see.

“Breathe, baby breathe.  I’m already in.” He had stopped when I cried out but he was still inside me.  He was right, he was inside my tight tunnel.  He began to move while I whimpered and tried to calm down.  On the second stroke I felt the pleasure of the tight friction take hold.  There is nothing on earth like anal sex.  It is scary and so provocative at the same time.  It is a show of dominance and a submissive sacrifice as well.  

He began to fuck my ass faster and deeper.   My body relaxed for him and shudders of intensity rushed through my body. “What am I doing slut?”

“Fucking my ass Daddy.” I gasped.

“That’s right, I’m fucking my slut’s ass.”  He thrust hard and fast.  My eyes were closed, my head back.  I was deep into the raw feeling of it all.

“I need your come Daddy.  Please come in my ass.” I wanted to feel his hot liquid love inside me.  I ached for it, I would have done anything for it.  

“That’s my good little come slut. Take it, take my come!” He let loose and I heard him yell.  I felt his cock spasm and fill my ass with his hot load. So, so good!  I love listening to him shudder and come.  He fell on top of me as he filled my ass.

Later, after we rested and I came down from the lower levels of submission he put me in, he said, “It’s so crazy how you panic so thoroughly.  Something about that just drives me crazy.”

Me too.  Me too.

Immediacy

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. 

Marathon Sex – Part II

When I had walked in the house that night, I had been a little harried, a little tired but eager to see Mr. D. I wanted him, I always do, but when I haven’t put my day behind me sufficiently it takes time for me to switch gears.  When Mr. D grabbed me and dominated me so thoroughly, it took me completely away from my day and my stresses.  Once we stopped to let him breathe and our mood broke for those few moments, I could tell that I still had some letting go to do.  His dominance had allowed me to refocus on him but all my angst from the day was still there waiting in the wings.

We relaxed a little bit and then he put me on my back at the edge of the bed in front of his big chair. He pushed my knees up to my chest. “Hold them there.  Don’t let them down.”

“Ok Daddy.” I said. I was on edge, I knew what was coming and I really didn’t feel ready for it.  His lips settled around my clit and Daddy began to suck.  He grabs onto my clit and sucks it relentlessly.  The feelings are so intense so fast. There is no transition.  I go from Okay, okay, I can handle this to Oh God, it’s so much to wanting to beg him to stop then knowing he won’t until finally either my mind or my body gives in and I start to take it and respond in an almost volatile way to the passion he brings on.

Once he had me in this precarious place, he pushed his fingers into my pussy. God, I love that so much.  He pushed me further into ecstasy with the feelings of his thick finger filling me.  With little warning, another finger rubbed my asshole and pushed in there too.  I railed up against the sensation.  It felt so raw and somewhat uncomfortable.  Anal is dicey sometimes.  Either it works and everything is smooth going or it starts uncomfortable and works its way to a good place.  Every once in a while it just doesn’t work at all.  Thus the question mark that is always in my mind when we start. How is it going to feel this time?  And when I’m not completely relaxed to start with, haven’t let go of my day, it’s harder still.

He saw me jump and I let go of my legs. “Relax baby girl.” He said and slowed his pace but he didn’t stop.  I squirmed, not in a good way, while he worked his finger in my ass.  He wasn’t taking no for an answer tonight.  I tried to bring my legs back up and put my feet on his knees for a moment to situate. “You can leave them there.” He said.  With my feet on his knees, I had some control over my position, somewhere to push and move a bit.  He took out the Hitachi.  I cringed.  “Oh no, Daddy.”  I whined pitifully.” I knew what that meant.  He wanted me to come for him.  But with my day not put away, I knew it was going to be hard.

“Oh yes, baby girl.” He said while positioning the wand on my clit and turning it on. The vibration began to work against my angst.  I felt my traitorous body respond even further to what Daddy had already started.  His fingers filled my ass and my pussy together now.  “Play with your nipples slut.” He was giving it all to me.  His mouth, now his hands and then the vibration launched me into a shaking, grinding bout of pleasure.   My legs shook uncontrollably while my feet lost their footing on his knees several times.  His words coaxed me closer and closer to orgasm even while my mind fought him.  No, I don’t want this. Yes, I do!  What insane person doesn’t want this?  Why fight it, damn it?  The shit that goes through my addled mind when I’m being controlled by him is insanity.

“You’re going to come for me slut.” I shook my head no. “Don’t you tell me no.  Oh yes, you are. I want it.  Come for me now!”  My body convulsed and convulsed but didn’t give in.  The anal probing didn’t get any more comfortable but it just added to the onslaught at that point.  The pleasure, the pain, the discomfort, the control, “Give in!” I screamed inside my head.  I began a sort of mantra I’ve begun to use to come for him.  Every time I come now, and for the past many months, this is what puts me over the edge. “Come for Daddy, come for Daddy.  Come for Daddy!” I say it to myself over and over.  He commands it and I must obey.  I mumbled it over and over to myself.  I think I said it out loud, too.   My body or my mind finally gave and I convulsed over and over and over.  “I’m coming Daddy!!!”

“That’s it, that’s my good little come slut. Come for Daddy.” My body bucked and rolled against the vibrations and his hand. I finally calmed.  It had taken so much to get there, so much to get over that mountain.  I panted and sat up fall into his arms.  I needed to feel him hold me, to feel his warmth and protection.

Back End Games

It was Sunday.  We had our weekend together and it was nice.  He practiced golf with the boys.  I grocery shopped, we went to the gym…basic stuff, relaxing regular life.  The Wednesday before, we had played and he had tried anal.  I begged out of it.  Daddy is quite well endowed.  Not only is he long, he is also very girthy. The length is not an issue for anal sex but the girth…that is a whole other thing. 

It has taken me a long while to get prepared for him.  But I am now and occasionally we do have anal sex.  That Wednesday I was not in the right place to have anal sex.  I have to relax completely and he has to spend time working me back there to get me ready.  That particular night I couldn’t relax at all and we were rushed because it was a weeknight.  I felt badly for stopping him but I was so tense and he was going to hurt me if I hadn’t have stopped him.

So, by the weekend, I really wanted to make it up to him. He had taunted me with it on Saturday saying he wouldn’t then but soon.  On Sunday it was really on my mind to say yes.  I was between his legs sucking his cock.  He looked down at me and caught my attention.  “Tonight you will be used for my pleasure.  Prepare yourself for the darkness. Tonight you have no choice. I will use every hole you have.  Do you understand?”  

“Yes Daddy.” I love when he chooses to use me for himself.  There is something so hot about being used.  I’m his slut in those moments.  I am there to fulfill his need, nothing more.  It sends me to some dark place of my own.  All I want is to please him, to give him everything he asks for, to do his bidding no matter how base and depraved it could be. I love the sacrifice.

After I sucked him and he filled my throat with his bulbous cock head, he turned me over on my side.  His cock slid in my sex and his fingers filled my ass.  Slowly at first, his finger loosened my tight little back hole.  The more he fucked me the more I wanted him in the ass. 

“Please fuck my ass Daddy.  I want you to fill me there.” He got out the Hitachi and put it between my legs.   It began to vibrate my clit and put me in a different place.  One where the pleasure governed and the pain meant nothing.  

“Bend your legs up baby girl.” I curled into a fetal position like he asked.  I wasn’t sure of this position, I was thinking he’d take me in our usual position.  Typically, when he wants my ass, he puts me on my side with one leg between his and the other bent up towards my chest.  Tonight though, he wanted both legs up.  He worked his fingers inside me with lube and slow strokes.  I was talking to him I think. 

“Yes Daddy, please fuck my ass.  I want you deep inside me.  I want you filling me there.” The Hitachi was making my clit throb and jump from the constant vibration. I wanted him badly now.  He bent down behind me and pushed his blunt cock into my ass.  I relaxed as he commanded but I always balk right when he pushes in the first time.  I just know I’m going to tear wide open.  I feel him push in and it’s fine until he gets to his widest girth.  Then I start to panic.  I breath fast and hope and pray that I don’t tear.  But then he’s through and buried deep inside my ass.  When he starts to move, I moan involuntarily.  My body is his in that moment. I have no control over myself. I moan like some wild animal and I say things to him.  I’m not sure what exactly except it’s along the lines of babbling, “Daddy, daddy, daddy, god yes, please, yes.” Or some equally brilliant prose.

“What am I doing baby girl?” He thrusts deeper and faster now.  My body has only slightly given way to him.  I have to stay completely relaxed or the pain will come again. The Hitachi serves to distract me as I begin to climb the wave of an orgasm.

“You’re fucking my ass Daddy.”

“Whose ass?” Crap.

“Yours Daddy.  It’s yours, it belongs to you.”

“Damned right it does.” He thrusts and thrusts again while my body stretches to give in to his will in this onslaught.

“What do you want slut?” Oh god, want do I want?  I can’t think! I’m so close to coming and he’s pumping into me so hard and fast now.

“Fill my ass, yes, that’s it Daddy.  Please fill my ass.”  A moment, maybe two pass as he thrusts deeper and harder then I hear him yell out.

“Come with me baby girl.”  His body shuddered and he injected his hot load into me.

That was a much, much better way to finish our anal play.

Banter

Why banter?  Well, I was looking for a word.  One that would describe how Daddy and I were talking with each other last night.  He wanted me to suck his cock.  He had mentioned it while we were watching a movie.  Afterwards, we were snuggling on the bed and I had my hand on his cock.  Stroking it.  Feeling it grow from softness to hardness in my hand.  I love feeling it grow. He was teasing me.  I must ask for permission to suck his cock. For some reason, I resist having to ask.  Last night, it was intentional resistance.  I wanted to push him.  I felt a little bratty.  I try to resist the desire to be outright bratty but sometimes I do like to play with him.  I test the waters, so to speak.  Recently, I’ve wondered about disobedience and if that can be an intensity builder.  But, I digress.

“What are you doing there baby girl?”  I had been caressing him and I purposefully put my hand on his cock.

“I’m touching your cock Daddy.”

“No baby girl, that is your cock.” We’ve been going back and forth with pronouns lately.  He owns all my parts, they belong to him, they are his ass and his pussy, etc.  So, his cock being mine is reciprocal.  Except that it just continually trips up my language to his utter entertainment.

“Yes, Daddy.  My cock.”  My hand swirled around the shaft, feeling it grow and thicken.

“What do you want to do with your cock?  Well, he damned well knew I wanted to suck it but I was contemplating how much of an annoyance I wanted to be at that moment.

“Well, I want to do several things to it Daddy.”

He placed a thumb under my chin to force me to look up at him.  His lips met mine.  Then his index finger caressed the top of my tongue.  He takes possession of my mouth this way and suddenly he has my undivided attention.  His finger went all the way down my throat and hooked onto the back of my tongue making me wince and cough.  I was trapped.  His lips kissed my cheek near my ear.

“You will get up, take off your clothes and get on top of me.  Do you understand?” I nodded.  So much for my silly games.  He changed direction completely. I got up off the bed and stripped off my clothes.  Naked, I returned to the bed and knelt near his waist.  I threw a leg over him and as I was mounting him, he got out the Hitachi vibrator.  I have such a love hate relationship with that piece of equipment.  He brings me to orgasm with it so I love it but I have no control over it and I don’t always feel prepared for the level of intensity it provides. I know he loves it for just the same reasons I hate it.

He put the wand in between our bodies so the head was right on my clit and turned it on.  Then he said, “Move.” I had already put his cock up inside me so now I began to move on top of him.  Slowly I found a rhythm and began to fuck his cock.  The sensation of the vibrator on me while I worked his cock in and out was amazing.  I knew what he wanted.  He wanted me to orgasm for him.  I did not feel the tightening in my gut that I usually feel when an orgasm is coming.  He kept me on top of him, fucking him and at some point he turned the speed up on the vibrator.  That insane level of vibration should just push me right over the edge but it wasn’t.  Something must have shown on my face because he pulled me to him.

“Stop stressing.  Stop chasing the orgasm.  Don’t stress.  Hear me?” I nodded and realized then that I was wound really tight trying to give him what he wanted.  I don’t know why that happens.  Sometimes, things are just slightly off for me and if I don’t feel my body perform for him then I start to get stressed.  I’ve never faked it, I never saw the point.  Plus, I’m a horrible actress.  Daddy specifically told me never to fake it with him so I never would.  He has chosen to help me with this so I try my best not to let any of it get me twisted.  But I guess, right then, I had.

“Get down baby girl.” He turned me over on my side and I slipped off him.  He pointed to the bed.  “Face down in the middle of the bed.”  I obeyed.  The next thing I felt was the big flogger making contact with my ass cheeks.  It was heavy and I felt my ass cheeks bounce up as the impact ran across my flesh.  He landed a couple strikes on one cheek and then the other.  I squirmed as the falls connected with my skin.  I had not expected a flogging.  The falls struck my lower back and then my ass again.  He draped the flogger across my back.  The weight of it pinned me down while I felt his face push into my ass.  Then his tongue thrust into my asshole with a warm wetness that was in such contrast to the hard hits of the flogger.  I moaned out in pure pleasure.  It was amazing and decadent.  I love when he does that.

After the sweet torture of multiple rounds of flogger vs. tongue, he told me to lie flat and lift my ass in the air.  From this angle, he put his legs on either side of mine and mounted me.  His cock pushed in between my closed legs and into my tightly held pussy.  In this position, his legs force mine closed and he braces himself by putting his hands on my shoulders.  With his body pressing mine into the bed, I am trapped and in for a ride.  His hands hold me down and he fucks me while I’m under his weight.

At some point, we flipped to me on my side. He loves this position because it gives him access to my ass. The last time we were together, he had wanted to have anal sex and I begged out of it.  It was our mid-week night together and I was having a bad work week.  I just couldn’t get my head off the day and relaxed.  So, now, he teased my ass again with that still hanging in the air.

“Girl, you will be giving me your ass soon.  Not tonight but very soon.”

“Yes Daddy.  I will…I want to.” With him being so girthy, it takes time and it takes me being in a good mental place to do it.  I love giving him that.  I love that I’m the only person who has.  And, I really love anal sex.  It does something to me.  It brings out the visceral, the animal.  I make the oddest animal noises when he plays with my ass or fucks me there.  It’s very, very intense for me.

He bent my leg up and entered me from behind.  As he did that I could feel drops of lube on my asshole.  I knew what came next.  His finger pushed inside my ass.  I gripped the bed sheets with my hands.  Initially, it is always uncomfortable but soon the pleasure outpaces that.  I moaned.  I cried out.  He pushed his finger into me again.

His cock pushed in again then his finger repeated the stroke in my backside.  I was moaning consistently now.  I simply can’t control it.  He was talking to me. “Girl you are in my head.  You have been from the very beginning.”

I know I was talking to him.  He winds me up and then I’m in some trance and I beg him, I talk to him in some trance-like state. “Yes Daddy, fuck me.  God, yes, please.  My ass is yours.  Take it.  Take my ass.  You will have it.  I’m yours.” I don’t know what more I say or how.  Maybe he can understand or maybe not.  I have no idea.  I’m twisting for him by then.  At some point, I hear him yell and I feel his body shaking as he orgasms.  God, I love that.

Firsts

It was a very emotional day for me. I had some things to take care of and Mr. D was there for me. He made me laugh and bolstered me up when I was sad. We had a beautiful lunch in a steakhouse that had the atmosphere of a bordello. Dark and cavernous, you walked in and your eyes took a while to acclimatize to the intimate candlelight. The walls held old paintings of Victorian women, some surprisingly semi-nude. Vintage ruby glass chandeliers completed the aura of decadence.

Our waiter was impeccable. He placed our napkins in our laps and served a sumptuous salad with flare. We had a fine lunch and then drove home. We were tired and full so Mr. D let me lie down and snuggle up against him for a while. I took succor from being close to him.

After a time, being in close proximity to each other worked us into a passion. Mr. D whispered sweet tormenting words in my ear and sent my mind to another place. How he has that power over my libido, I can’t fathom but his ways of dominance take me off into the darkness so that I never wish to return.

His hands turned me over and his thick fingers probed and violated my backside. The tight puckering rosebud opened for him and my moans filled the room. He pursued this violation with gusto and soon I wanted him to take me. I wanted him regardless of my menstruation, regardless of his soreness. I knew it wasn’t to be but I was beyond the point of reason.

His hot breath was on my ear, his thoughts caressing my psyche. “I want you to give in to me. You are mine. Your ass is mine. I will take what is mine. Tell me you want it now.”

“Yes Daddy… yes I do.” His voice caressed and incensed me until I only wanted to please him. Nothing else would suffice. Nothing else would fill the void.

He rolled me over and I realized this was truly the time. He was positioned between my legs with my knees pressed again his sides.

“Tell me you want this. Tell me this is okay, now is the time.” I could tell by his voice that this was Daddy making absolutely sure I wanted this and I was ready for it. He was stepping out of his dominance to check in with me.

“I don’t want to hurt you.” My thoughts went to his cut. I’m fine to push myself past the brink but I won’t injure him. He shook his head.

“Do you want this?” His eyes held mine, his care evident.

“Yes. Yes, I do.” His manhood pushed to the entrance of my very tight lower hole and he held there a moment allowing me to feel the stretch. He had worked me very well with his fingers right before that so I felt an ease to the first push. I nodded and he continued. His eyes stayed locked with mine. He pushed in further and stopped. The stretch bit in and I felt the pain of some small tearing. I took in a sharp breath.

“Don’t stop, keep moving in and out.” The continual movement of small strokes in and out brought with it the intense pleasure of him taking me here for the very first time. His girth is so wide, the stretch was great but the movement ushered the way for him to slide inside me at last.

He began to take me in earnest. His strokes were smooth and the pleasure so intoxicatingly erotic. Being face to face, I watched the pleasure spread over his visage and gloried in giving him something no one else has. I took pleasure in the entire experience. Even the pain of entry as he pushed in further and further shook my core. After longer than I had expected for a first time, his face contorted and his voice shuddered towards me. “Do you want it now?”

“Yes, Daddy, fill me with your seed!” I arched toward him and felt his warmth fill my nether tunnel.

The sensations and the sharing of such a moment will remain in my mind forever.