So I really like to write.
Eventually Id like to be able to produce high brow art smut but one has to start s0omewhere.
Thinking about Daddy drives me wild so I decided to write a little story about him (well mostly me). . .
Id like to get better at this and write from my own real experiences...any and all advice/critique welcome!
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I welcome him at the door. I loosen his tie as he slides a couple fingers in my moistened slit. "How were my girls today?" he asks with a smile.
I hand him his tumbler of scotch and answer with a grin, "I finished the book on the Cold War as you requested, danced through my chores, and played with myself furiously in anticipation of you coming home."
A light slap on my cunt and a sip of his Scotch.
"Such a good girl."
I grab his cock through his pants and walk to the study.
His men will be over soon. He will have me at his side to delight and dazzle them with wit and grace. This get together is a means to practice my constant teachings of etiquette, history, and ferocious femininity... specialized training I use to make their cocks twitch with only the sound of my voice and posture in spine... making them tense in my gaze. Daddy loves to watch me. He knows I drive them wild. He likes to tease them with stories of our play, our life and our sex. Being the creation of his specific design, he basks in my glow. Every right move and clever phrase ensures that I will not be able to walk from the bedroom tonight.
"I hope you're ready for tonight, darling, I'm going to employ the help of the boys," he said as he walked into the study after taking off his shoes. "Now be a good girl and clear off the table." Daddy wasn't one for sharing me so I couldn't help but wonder just
what he had planned. I knew better than to pose any questions so did as he assigned.
There was rhythmic knock at the door so I made my way across the room.
"No darling, I'll let them in. In the meantime, I want you to strip nude and wait for us next to the table" He let them in and after a few shared laughs and warm greetings they followed him into the study. Waiting silently with nipples hard and pussy slick, I could feel my blood rise. They each had a length of white rope. It was hard for my knees not to buckle as each man took his place around the table.
"Ah, look at her, my pale skinned pet. She is lovely isn't she? Darling, Daddy wants you on your back on top of the table. Allow your head room to lay off the edge. We're practicing your orgasm control tonight. Now do as you're told."
Without hesitation and hungry to put on a good show I do as I am told.
"Alright friends, bind her and tie her down. Allow no slack for her to wiggle, you need not be rough but knot her tight." Silently they performed their tasks.
Daddy stood in front of me, grinning and holding my face. I let go a couple of sighs...the rope felt so good around my skin. Arms out and legs opened, I could feel the heat of their gaze. My own tension was mounting, mind racing.
Taking his time and never looking away, he undid his belt and pulled down the zipper of his trousers. Eyes still on mine, he took out his cock slowly, he was already growing stiff. He played with it for me, taking long slow strokes till he was rigid.
"Open your mouth darling and swallow me whole. Daddy is going to fuck your face while my friends play with you. No matter how hard they play your eyes stay on me and you are not allowed to orgasm until I tell you. Do you understand? You will not let me down and they will not stop until I tell them. Tell me you understand."
I'm dripping, "I understand, Daddy."
"Good, now do as you're told." I open my mouth and he enters slowly. My tongue wraps around his beautiful head. Teasing and tracing my lips with his member in his hand, he sighs and gives them the go ahead. "Alright men, start slow... tease her good, her body is yours. Hands only friends... be respectful of your gift."
The men take a moment to take my exposed body in. The man on my right licks his lips and goes right for the pink tip of my nipple. He gives me a good pinch and lets go. With his thumb and middle finger he sweeps around the side of my areola... he takes his time so I can feel the ridges of his fingerprints move across my flesh.
I let out a sigh as Daddy allows me the entirity of his head. He lets me savor and suck his beautiful corona as he moves it ever so slightly back and forth between my lips. He watches me lovingly as my tongue dances around him in the most pleasant of ways. Daddy has a soft spot for decorum and showmanship. I supply the intensity to make sure he knows I mean it and enough class and pace to make his most composed and proper self give in to carnal delight.
The man on my left has a sweet touch but I know he knows what he's capable of. His restraint excites me as he traces the contour of my kneck to my collarbone. With intention meant and restriction contained he wraps his big hand around my kneck. All of this touch is a whirlwind to my senses. He moves up my neck to my chin, holding my throat still.
Daddy is still taking his time, I know how much he enjoys this. "My sweet little cocksucker... This is far from anything yet." He pushes his length deeper and then out. I exhale through my nose.
The man at the far end of the table has hurried hands. He starts at my feet. Both hands on my right. One hand is on my heel and the other is moving up my arch. The man on the right gives me another pinch but doesn't let go...instead he pulls and eases tension only to clamp down and pull again. I can feel his excitement build but instead of advancing, he chooses to remain in play.
The hand on my foot is moving to my toes and the hand on my throat starts to press down. My eyes are for Daddy only he's still moving slowly. Allowing me to enjoy every inch of tight skin around his shaft. I'm beginning to have a hard time breathing. The hand doesn't let up. Daddy likes the way the extra weight feels against him. "Tighter friend. She can take it." His hand takes a firm grasp around my neck. I can barely breathe. Daddy's pace quickens.
Hands, everywhere hands. My thighs, my breasts. Underneath me grabbing at my ass..Staring into my eyes he smiles. "Darling, youre doing so well. Im so proud." Im reaching the edge. My eyes want to roll back. I try my hardest to match my tongue with his pleasure, and then he slams into my face.
Without warning they all follow suit. Im trying my hardest to lick at his testicles without passing out. Daddy rips himself out and forces his way as deep as he'll go. I have two hands on my breasts. The hand holds firm against me. Fingers toying with my clitoris another playing with my entrance. Slow, intended. Then another finger. "Breathe my darling, such a good girl. Breathe loud for Daddy"
He pulls out and the that mans hand lets up. I want to come. I need to come...I won't Daddy hasn't said so yet. Oh god these sensations! I feel drunk, I can't look away. I let out a loud gasp as I try to inhale without loosing composure. Daddy grabs my face and kisses me hard. Bent over and biting my top lip "Such a good girl, breathe darling."
Hands still everywhere. There are now four fingers inside me. Exploring and pounding. Two fingers on my clitoris. Daddy is using his head. In and out and all around. I want to scream out... I can only continue breathing. Focusing on Daddy. He wants to thrust.
"Alright friends, because she has done so well please show her how happy she's made us. Use your tongues and your lips. Praise my pet, and praise her well." I can hear it in his voice, Daddy is proud of me, he's going to unleash something powerful when he has me to himself.
A mouth in my cunt, a mouth on my clit. The press and the lick soft at first and then hard. The man on my nipple is simply toying with me. The man on my clit is building me. He is trying my will. The last man is tracing my thighs. Grabbing and caressing. Heat, their wetness I moan. Daddy removes himself and starts whispering in my ear, "Such a good girl. I know you wish you could cum, darling." He bites me outside of my lobe. "Moan for Daddy, this is a gift. Let them hear how much you enjoy this."
Not one for causing a scene, a sigh escapes my lips. I breathe in deep. "Yes darling," he coos. Sucks, and slurps. My moans remained controlled. Ive been riding the edge for too many minutes. I make no gesture of so. Daddy has trained me well. I wait for my command. Daddy stands in front of me and starts stroking himself slowly. I try to remain present. "Come on men, you are making this far too easy for her. Give it to her." My eyes remain on him. They only go harder. I keep it all in, but my breath quickens. The men have turned into animals. Minutes turn into hours. My heart is on the brink of exploding.
"Ok, darling," he gives me a slap to the face, "come for Daddy."
Finally! I let it go in a wave. With a loud gasp, near scream, I flow. My eyes still on him. The men stop. They pull away and I've melted. "Her honey is not for you friends, I appreciate your help this evening. Leave her bound." I'm not sure Im even human anymore. With such a release I feel as though I have become one with the table.
"Leave us friends," he was with me the entire time. I knew I wouldn't walk out of the bedroom... now I don't know if Ill be able to walk at all. He's hungry now. "Its time for me to praise my pet."
The door closes behind them and without hestitation Daddy engorged and smiling, thrusts into me hard.
"Such a good girl."
