Sunday, November 13, 2011

Needing Daddy

Throughout the day yesterday Dustin and I were sending dirty texts back and forth while he was at work. Nothing too explicit, or even outrageous, but we were both incredibly sexually charged and were craving each other. Since we're staying with friends until we can find a bigger place, most of our stuff is in storage, including all of our sex toys. I mentioned this to Dustin, and he told me to get on the web site of our favorite local sex shop Fascinations and check it out to see what I can find because I have credit there. Browsing through the site got me even more turned on, so I texted him telling him. He clearly enjoyed the text because we continued texting about what we wanted to do when he got home. I made my blog post yesterday, and by the time I finished it, I needed to take a nice hot shower and rub one out, so that's exactly what I did. Of course, I told Dustin I had posted the new blog, he had already read it at work and was sitting in the back room with a raging hard on....which turned me on even more.

Dustin got home from work around 9pm, and we still needed to get out little girl to bed. Surprisingly, she was pretty easy to get to sleep this time, for the first time in a week or two. The second she was asleep, I jumped on top of Dustin and started kissing and grinding on him. His hands immediately went to my tits. We had won some nipple charms from Erotica World (who's blog can be found here) because we simply commented and voted on a poll Lacy was conducting, so we tried those out. I had told Dustin that I wanted him to get rough, we hadn't gotten rough in a very long time, and we both get off on it, and since our roommates were out for the evening, this was the perfect opportunity. I also needed him to be my Daddy. I wanted him to have complete control, and no matter what I said or did in the moment, I wanted him to keep going.

When we do the Daddy, little girl role play, inevitably a "Mommy" is brought up. The fact that "Mommy" won't do the things Daddy likes is why he plays with his little girl. The dirty talk began with Daddy saying what he wanted to do to me. I told him I will do anything he wants, I know Mommy doesn't like to play with him, and that's why he comes to play with me, and I love it. I want to be his little girl forever, and I promise not to tell anyone because I don't want to be taken away from him. He kept rubbing his hands along my stomach and boobs, concentrating on my tits. His hands kept cupping my breasts, rubbing, grabbing, kissing them. His hands started to travel down towards my pussy. I was already so wet, I could feel it on his pants, through my pants and panties. I could feel his nice hard cock rubbing against me as I was grinding on him, and felt like I was so close to cumming. He started to tease my clit, coming close to rubbing it, making me buck my hips closer to him.

He started talking about the things Mommy didn't want to do with him, one of them being him playing with her ass. I love having Daddy play with my ass, and since we were on a futon that is low to the floor, I immediately got up, turned around, pulled my pants and panties off, and straddled him again with my ass in his face. "Is this what you want, Daddy?" My question was answered with a happy moan, and a tongue shoved deep in my ass. It didn't take long for him to put his finger in, a little at first, and gradually more. I kept pushing back on him, wanting more, needing more. He was enjoying my ass as much as I was enjoying everything he was doing. He made me cum, but I still needed more of him. I stood up, and pulled him up to face me.

As we were face to face, I sunk down to the floor, pulling his pants and boxers down with me at the same time. His hard cock exposed, I started stroking. I looked up at him as I was shoving him deep inside my mouth. Daddy said that was something Mommy wouldn't do for him anymore, and when she did, she wasn't nearly as good as his little girl. I like playing with Daddy like that. I love seeing how happy I make him, and I really love knowing how good he's feeling.

I could tell if I kept playing with Daddy like that, he was going to cum, and I still needed to feel him inside me. We climbed up onto the bed, and Daddy laid on his stomach. I continued kissing on him, rubbing my hands all over. I had him roll over so I could grind on him a little more. I even shoved the tip of his cock inside my pussy, and bounced up and down a couple times, then licked my juices off him.

Daddy loves it when I can taste myself, and I really enjoying tasting myself on him. We were both ready for him to be in me by now, and I laid down on my back so that he could insert all of himself. I love that initial thrust inside me. I'm always really tight when he first shoves his cock in me, so I feel every part of him even more with that first thrust. He started nice and slow, but I was cumming immediately. He lifted my legs up, and started kissing my feet. The second he did this, I came hard, begging him not to stop, telling how good he was making me feel, telling him I wanted him to feel this good because Mommy obviously doesn't take care of him like I do. Daddy was feeling good, and enjoying every inch of me, but I could tell there was something missing. Daddy needed to get rough, and he started growling in my ear. I asked Daddy to punish me for all the things Mommy wouldn't do for him. I told him I wanted him to take it all out on me. He smiled as he growled and began to slap and choke me. I tried to fight back, Daddy had a lot of built up anger towards Mommy, but that only made Daddy choke and slap harder. When I was writhing in pain and pleasure, on the verge of tears from everything, Daddy and I came together.

We haven't gotten rough like that in a long time, and because of all the pleasure and pain involved my head was scrambled. When I came down off the high of it all, I was crying like an actual little girl. Dustin saw this and immediately asked if I was okay. He had slapped and choked me pretty hard and was afraid he had hurt me. When I explained to him I was fine and had no idea I was crying, he seemed relieved.

I loved playing with Dustin like this, and I was so thankful we were able to do it again. I love that he can make me feel so good it brings me to tears, even if that includes a little pain along the way. I just hope we can do it again very soon. :)

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Making Up

What is it about fighting with someone you love that makes the sex afterwards so incredible? I am one of those people where, when I am pissed off or arguing with someone I care about, it turns me on immensely. Even if I am hurt or upset, if he were to touch me at all, I would melt into him. I think this is part of why the rape fantasy captivates my attention the way it does. At the same time, making up after a fight makes me very submissive and wanting to please my Daddy in any way he wants.

This last month has been very trying for us. We are currently staying with friends, with all of us looking to get into a house in the near future. In the meantime, we are all in cramped quarters, but enjoying the company. I have 3 children, 2 with my first husband, and Bug with Dustin. My 2 oldest daughters have been living with their dad since March, my middle daughter has lived with him since 2008. She had expressed wanting to come live with us again, and decided to do the adult thing and discuss it with her dad. He flipped out, and kicked her out. He brought her here, so things are even more cramped.

Through all of this, Dustin and I were arguing. Well, if you call not speaking to each other for a few days arguing, that's what we were doing. When we started talking again, I hugged him, and began to kiss on his neck. Just being able to touch him and have him touch me for the first time in days got me wet. I wanted nothing more than to feel every last inch of him right then, but everyone was still up and we were in the kitchen.

Once the girls were asleep, I started kissing on him again. I started with his neck. When I start to kiss on Dustin, I take everything in, the texture of his skin, the smell of his skin, the way his breath catches when I kiss him in just the right spot, the little moan that escapes from his lips as I continue to kiss, lick, and suck. This particular night we had to be as quiet as possible, so I didn't hear too many moans, though a few escaped here and there. I mostly heard the tempo of his breath changing. I wrapped myself around him and ran my hands along his body as we kissed. It had been quite awhile since we had made out, and it felt like it had been even longer since we had fucked, and I was craving him, badly.

I laid down on the bed, and continued to run my hands along his body, feeling his hard cock jump every time I would grab it. I absolutely love grabbing his cock, feeling it get harder in my grasp, knowing that at that moment, I have the power to make him feel better than he ever has before, plus I just love feeling his cock in any way I can. :)

I was a little tired, and ended up falling asleep before anything else could happen. Several hours later I was awakened by a rather intense orgasm. I thought it was an incredibly vivid dream at first, then I opened my eyes, and felt his hand pressed against my clit, kissing on my neck. Once he knew I was awake, that's when he shoved his fingers deep into my already dripping pussy, causing my body to arch in pleasure, begging him for more. He was already sending me into another world, not able to focus on anything other than the pleasure he was giving me, when I started to hear him whispering in my ear, "Cum for me baby, cum for your Daddy." I didn't want to control myself, but I knew I had to. He knew I was cumming, and he wanted to keep me cumming. I started begging him to fuck me, but he wouldn't. He said he wanted to feel my mouth on him.

I was cumming again and decided I should give him exactly what he asked for. I grabbed his hard cock and began stroking again. I then licked my hand, and stroked a little harder and faster. He got harder with every stroke, and I couldn't resist shoving all of him in my mouth. I could tell he was enjoying this because he wasn't rubbing on my clit as hard, and switched to playing with my ass. I sucked up and down his gorgeous shaft (have I mentioned before that I'm in love with Dustin's penis? Well, now you know.) alternating between using my mouth and my hand. He was getting close to cumming, because he put his hand on the back of my head and shoved his cock back into my mouth. I could feel  him throbbing, getting even closer to cumming. I stroked him with my hand, in unison with my mouth and tongue, hearing his moans, feeling his breathing getting faster, until I felt him explode in my mouth. I sucked every last drop I could out of him, and swallowed it all too. I love the taste of his cum, too.

It was an incredibly erotic way to make up, but I loved it. It was also just a warm up, because we're both still craving each other......we're hoping to get our fix tonight. I'll write about it as soon as it happens. I have been a very naughty wife today, sending him texts about things I want to do, pictures I've been looking at from our threesome and how hot they are.....I'm hoping that has been enough to get him good and turned on. We shall see!