*All characters are fictional and 18 or over in age.*
When I awoke, I could smell him first. My eyes stayed closed, as I felt his body stir the dust in the air. I could imagine all those dust, ash and lint crashing into each other filtering through the sunshine... into him as he walked towards me. I felt heavy, as if rested under a canopy of blankets. Moving my toes first and letting them each wake up, fingertips twitching as they flutter in movement. My nostrils flared, I smelled so many things at once. Fire and ash being the strongest. His scent was so faint, I inhaled deeply. His hands always warm were chilled as they wrapped around my neck. A slight smile spreading across my mouth
"Good morning Princess." His voice is calming to me, cool water over smooth river stones, I stretch, knowing how my body looks as I arch. His low growl, is enough to make me grin and open one eye to peek at him. Biting my lip at his white thin t-shirt stretched over a broad chest, low drooping boxers and devilish grin.
"Good morning, Daddy." My voice sounds hoarse, but sexy as I purr. Pushing the comforter from my body in one swift movement, only to reveal luscious, creamy naked skin. One hand leaves my neck swiftly to slap my breast, the nipple puckered pink. Breathing deeply, trying to remain quiet and calm as he awakens me with little slaps. First my breasts, hands sliding across my hips, slap, up my belly, I arch and whimper as he pulls and twists my pink nipples. One hand stays firmly around my neck, never applying pressure, but steadily there.
His hand is rough on my thigh, the sting of his slap causing me to jump and moan. A slight pressure to my neck has me spreading my knees, his growl in my ear before biting and sucking at my lobe. He teases my labia with one finger, dipping into my pussy. His growl and chuckle at my wetness.
"What a dirty little slut you are. Do you need me, Princess?" Before I can respond his finger pushes inside me, rhythmically pumping in and out. Losing my thoughts, I moan, arching my back, feeling only his finger, my hips becoming erratic.
"Oh no, slut. You answer me or you get nothing." His finger pulling out, my eyes fly open, crying out in disappointment. Slapping my cheek swiftly, my juices soaking the freckled skin.
"Wait, Daddy! I'm sorry, I need you. Please will you touch me again? Pretty please?" I bite my lip and wiggle underneath him. Unable to lay peacefully, my hips grinding against the air. Unable to move my other half, his hand releasing my neck. The cool air, surprising and suddenly I miss his hand there, his finger constantly feeling for my pulse. Turning to something next to him, he places a pile of neatly folded clothing next to me.
Reaching for my collar, I sit up. Lifting my red hair away from my neck, piled on my head with my hands. I watch him as he appraises me sitting there, skin pale, large breasts with hard pale pink nipples, reddened from his slaps, scattered freckles dotted every inch. Humming in appreciation to what he sees, eyes greedy as they roam. I swell with pride, wiggling in pure joy at his appraisal. Lifting my collar, his fingers are swift to hook it into its place. Finished he took my hair, brushing his fingers through it, and settling it around my shoulders.
"You are such a beautiful slut, My Goddess." Sliding me onto his lap, my back to his chest. His hands on either side of my thighs, sliding them open so that my feet dangle from his legs, naked except my collar. I shiver from the sudden cold and leaving the warmth of my bed.
"I was going to make you wait to cum, but you are so appetizing this morning and I think I will want you all day today, Princess. Do you like that? Do you like, I am going to fuck you all day, making you cum over and over? But not me, you will need to show Daddy all day how much of a slut you are. Then you get your cream." His voice a whisper in my ear, the words a promise, causing a shiver to rush through the whole body, ending in my toes curling them, relieving the tingling there.
"I do like that Daddy, I can't wait to earn my reward." my heart is pounding at the idea of a day with him on him, in me... heat flushes my cheeks, pussy aching for him to touch me. I squirm, his chuckle and growl at my ear forcing me to sit still. My heart beat quickening, hissing as he slaps my clit, jumping and giggling. Smiling he rubs where he hit and I melt against him, purring and sighing at how lovely it feels. Slipping one finger in and out of me, I moan and dance my hips against his hand.
"Ah yes, you need me don't you? You want to cum, I bet I could get you to cum in a few seconds...mmm let's see, shall we?" Giggling, I push at his fingers. Roughly, slipping two fingers inside and fucking me hard and fast, stopping for a second, the waves of my orgasm slowly crashing over me before he shoves 3 fingers back inside, fucking me forcefully, lifting my body at the fierceness, arching and coming all over his fingers, screaming, a giggle bubbling in pure joy. My hips swaying back and forth over his fingers, grinding, convulsing and moaning at the sensitivity. Shaking slightly, my body melted into his chest. Very slowly, he pulls his fingers from me. Coated in my juices, lifting a finger to my mouth sliding the wetness over my lips and sliding it in. Lips clamping around it and sucking it clean. He roughly shoves all of them in my mouth, fucking my face with them. Moaning and grinding against his crotch, little whimpers emanating from deep in my throat.
"That is a good girl. Such a pretty little slut, cleaning off my fingers. You will be even prettier when you clean off my cock." Groaning at his words, I eagerly suck his fingers, licking the length of them, as if they were his cock. My ass grinds against his shorts, feeling his excitement there.
