It All Began With A Craigslist Ad

Her palms were sweating as she pulled in to the parking garage. She pulled up her email, and looked for his instructions. "I'll be facing the concrete wall on the second floor. Look for my truck, it's a dark green, almost black." This was the least risqué of the past two weeks of email exchanges.

Since those first five minutes of meeting, the quick hello, she hasn't been able to get him out of her head. The gleam in his hazel eyes, his mischievous smile, the muscles peeking out from under his shirt. The warm, smooth, soothing sound of his Tennessee accent. His masculine scent that was now engrained in her memory.

Her heart was racing as she walked up to the Ford truck. She had never done something this spontaneous before, and she was equal parts terrified and thrilled. Her trembling fingers paused on the silver handle of his truck door, knowing that once that door was open, there was no turning back. She took a deep breathe and pulled the handle. She was immediately hit by that delicious masculine scent as she pulled herself up into the crew cab.

She immediately felt daddy's eyes on her. "Hi, how are you?," he said, and his voice sent shivers down Emma's spine.

Emma felt her nerves giving way to a growing sense of excitement. "I'm good" she replied, her voice soft and a little breathless. Daddy's intense gaze made her feel exposed, as if he could see right through her, yet she couldn't look away. He was even more handsome than she remembered, almost a Kevin Costner type, with short hair, a salt and pepper goatee and smooth tan skin. He was dressed casually, in athletic clothes, but his presence was assertive, dominating yet comforting at the same time.

After exchanging brief small talk, Emma found her hand on daddy's thigh, and immediately became aware of the (rather large) bulge in his shorts, and a rush of heat flooded her cheeks. She'd never felt this bold, but something about daddy made her want to throw caution out the window. In a quick move, she climbed onto his lap, straddling him, and pressed her lips against his, as she did, she felt his hands tighten on her hips.

Emma looked into daddy's eyes, seeing the hunger burning within them. "You feel so good," she whispered, grinding her hips against his, feeling the hard length of his cock against his shorts. Daddy's hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts through her shirt, thumbs grazing her nipples, sending electricity through her body.

His fingers played with the bottom of her shirt, and she pulled it over her head, revealing her lace bra hiding the soft skin of breasts. He kissed her neck, his breath hot on her skin, and she arched into him, wanting more.

Emma's hands explored his muscular chest, and she grabbed his shirt, pulling it up, showing him exactly what she wanted. She turned around, sitting in daddy's lap, and she felt his excitement beneath her skirt. She slowly guided her hips in a figure eight motion, smiling to herself, loving this feeling of teasing him, her ass pressed up to his erection. She played like this for a moment before turning around. Her fingers fumbled with the elastic of his shorts, eager to release what was waiting for her underneath them. Daddy helped her, pushing his shorts down, and Emma gasped at the sight of his thick, hard cock.

"Oh god" she breathed, wrapping her hand around his length, feeling the heat and silkiness of his skin. She stroked him slowly, enjoying the way his breath sounded and his body tensed with each pass of her hand.

He looked at her eagerly, and she took him into her mouth, sucking gently at first, then slowly with more intensity.

She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock, taking him deep into her throat. He groaned, his body was trembling, and she could feel his control slipping. "That feels so good" he managed to say, his voice hoarse with need, "but it's my turn."

In one swift move he pulled Emma to the floor. He gently pushed her thighs apart, and Emma moaned softly as she felt the warmth of his breath on her inner thighs. His hands caressed her legs, slowly moving upwards, making her squirm with anticipation. He ran a gentle finger over her clit and through her slit, feeling how wet she already was.

Emma's breath was heavy as she felt John's mouth on her pussy. His tongue teased her clit, flicking and circling, sending waves of pleasure through her body. She moaned, her hands in his hair, pulling him closer. She let go of her inhibitions as his tongue delved inside her. "Oh God," she cried out, her hips bucking against his face. "Just like that!"

Daddy's tongue was working its magic, driving her closer to the edge. Emma's body trembled, every nerve ending alive with sensation. At that moment, Emma couldn't help herself. "Do you have a condom?" she asked, her voice steady despite her racing heart. "I want you to fuck me."

Daddy's eyes darkened with desire as he reached for a bag hidden under the drivers seat, retrieving a foil packet and tearing it open, unrolling it over his massive cock. He didn't even try to hide his excitement, he was grinning ear to ear.

She felt the heat of his pulsating erection pressed up to her clit. For a brief moment it crossed her mind that he might be too big, this might hurt. He carefully positioned himself over her and guided his thick shaft to her entrance. He slowly eased the head of his cock into her pussy. "Oh," she cried out. He was big. He slowly rocked his hips into her, guiding his cock back and forth through the wetness, getting her ready to take him all in. He could feel how wet she was from the orgasm on his tongue but she was tight. She needed to learn to relax her pussy to take daddy's cock like a good girl. With one firm thrust he pushed himself all the way inside of her, and they moaned simultaneously, the sensation of their bodies connecting sending waves of pleasure through them. She could feel his erection deep inside of her, deeper than she had ever experienced. She could feel his thick head hitting her g-spot with each deep, intentional thrust. "Yes... daddy"

The words slid off her tongue effortlessly. It just felt right.

"You're gonna make me cum," she panted, her body tensing as she felt herself on the brink of orgasm. One huge thrust, hitting right at her g-spot sent her over the edge. She cried out, her pussy pulsing around his cock as she came, waves of pleasure crashing over her.

Daddy's own release was moments away; he gripped her hips tighter, pulling himself deeper inside of her, his cock throbbing within her. His entire body shook as he finished, overwhelmed with the intensity of his release. She felt his heart pounding against her breasts as they both lay together on the floor of the truck. They stayed entwined, catching their breath, stealing glances at this person who was just moments ago a perfect stranger. Just two people, satisfied, exhausted, high on their orgasm, not knowing if they will ever see each other again. Emma couldn't believe what had just happened. She had never felt so alive, so wanted, and she knew in that moment that this was something special.