The remnants of raspberries, that Sweet Daddy fed me to try and calm my earlier feelings of anticipation, nervous and excitement, still laced my lips as I lie and wait for his touch to return to me...
I had been nervous about our time together. I could not think about work, or focus on anything else.
I really want be a very good girl for my Sweet Daddy tonight!
I try to relax against the plush softness of the posh hotel room bed beneath me. My eyes are closed, even underneath the black silk blindfold that Sweet Daddy used to cover my eyes.
My breathing increases as I focus on the sound of Sweet Daddy moving around the room, and I nervously squirm against the restraints on my wrists, and the soft but firm ropes, that wrap around my breasts and upper-body.
Sweet Daddy makes me wait. Why does he make me wait?
After what seems like ages, I suddenly hear him approach the bed, and then feel the soft stroke of Sweet Daddy's hand along my right cheek. He then slides his hand down the side of my neck, and over my right breast, before starting to massage and caress my breasts with both hands.
I start to moan in response to skillfulness of his caress. My nipples come alive, puckering, and hardening under his expert touch. Once my moaning begins to grow louder, my Sweet Daddy pauses with a "Shh", before politely asking me to be quiet.
Soon, I feel the bed shift slightly under his weight, as he kneels with one knee onto the bed, and leans forward. Suddenly, I feel the hot wetness of his mouth, as he consumes my right nipple, and I gasp with delight! My gasps turn into louder moans and then squeals, as the feelings of pleasure and pain, consume me, as Sweet Daddy sucks my nipple hard, and teases it with his teeth and tongue.
Sweet Daddy knows that my breasts and nipples are my weakness, bringing me to a state of embarrassing helplessness, and utter physical submission!
He releases my right nipple, and turns his wicked assault on to the left, causing my moaning, and now whimpering, to uncontrollably intensify.
Slowly Sweet Daddy trails his right hand down my stomach, and a shiver rushes through my body as one of his fingers begin to circle my already aching clitoris. I am already soaking wet and completely drenched for him.
The black lace panties that Sweet Daddy asked me the wear, are literally melting away as he lowers his hand, and presses his palm against my clit, while slowly inserting the tip of one finger inside me.
My hips start to grind and roll, against his hand and invading fingers, as he continues to lick and suck my nipples, dividing his attention between the two harden tips, with impressive coordination.
Waves of pleasure start to wash over me as my body begins to shutter, and I start to lose control, increasing the grinding of my hips against Sweet Daddy's hand, as he skillfully continues to circle the lower part of his palm against my clit.
