Six weeks.
I hadn't seen my Daddy for a whole six weeks. We were both busy working on different coasts, the natural conditions of a long-distance relationship. It usually didn't bother me too much, since we'd video chat as often as we could. And it wasn't like our sex life was stagnant either, with Daddy sending me bullet vibrators and other toys through the mail every other week.
Once, he'd tasked me with going to see one of my favorite movies at a local theater while wearing a set of those remote control vibrating panties. I'd assumed he'd turn the panties off and on throughout the film...
But nope. Instead, he left them on from the opening credits until the end credits rolled. I was a soaking, cummed out mess by the end of it, fighting to keep quiet after each orgasm. My thighs were shaking so bad that I could hardly get out of my seat at the end of the night, struggling to find my bearings. Nowadays, it was impossible for me to watch that movie without getting embarrassingly wet, my clit throbbing at the memory.
Which, of course, was exactly what Daddy wanted.
And Daddy always seemed to get whatever he wanted, especially when it came to me.
"Was there anything else you needed, ma'am?" The woman behind the hotel's front desk was beaming over at me as she slid me a key card.
"Uh..." I shook my head, trying to shake away the inappropriate thoughts that were crowding it. "I think that's all. Thanks."
I headed up to the hotel room, soon sinking down against the edge of the bed. It was tradition at this point for Daddy and me to "meet in the middle" every so often, finding a good location between us, a new city to explore. I always loved getting a chance to experience a different nightlife and culture, embracing being a tourist in each town.
I took a deep breath and lied back against the mattress, closing my eyes as I thought about what we'd get up to tonight. There was that restaurant I'd looked at downtown, with an amazing selection of sushi and sake. There was also that one comedy troupe in town that'd gone viral recently, which meant tickets were going to be insanely difficult to get but also probably worth the headache--
"Princess."
I was startled at the sound of Daddy's voice, looking over at him with one eye open. He was a vision in a leather jacket and dark jeans, effortlessly cool as ever.
"You look good." I smiled, sparing a quick look down at my black cocktail dress and very low heels. "What about me? Is this the right vibe for the night? Because I can change into something more--"
I didn't get a chance to finish my sentence, not before Daddy's mouth was on mine, his weight pressed against me too. I felt him press a hand between my thighs, forcing them apart, before he quickly slid my panties to the side. Within moments his fingers were deep inside of me, pumping in and out, just as his tongue explored mine. I whimpered underneath him, needing him, needing
more
, and he started to rub my clit with his thumb, fast, small circles that were making me so much wetter.
"Wait. Let me take my dress off--" I broke off the kiss, my hands going towards the straps on my shoulders. "If we're going out tonight, I don't want--"
I let out a surprised gasp, when I felt one of Daddy's hands gathering my wrists together and pressing them hard against the mattress. "Daddy, what are you--Wait!"
I let out another gasp, still in shock, as Daddy pushed his cock inside of me. My panties were still on and still off to the side. There was a sharp pain inside of me at the size of him, his cock already buried deep. Typically, we'd spend more time getting my body ready for him, with Daddy eating out my pussy, fingering me until I came a few times, getting me so nice and wet for him.
But this time was different. "Daddy! Fuck. It hurts."
"Oh, princess. I'm so sorry..." He said, as he began to move his hips against me, slowly thrusting his cock in and out of me. "But Daddy couldn't help it. It's been so long and you looked so good in this sexy fucking dress..."
I was still in pain but could feel myself getting wetter with his every move. "Daddy! Stop! It hurts!"
"God, your pussy is so tight, princess. It's like your body is trying to get as much cum out of me as possible..." He pulled his cock almost all the way out of me before slamming right back in. "No wonder I can't control myself around you. It's like your body was made just for me."
"Daddy, stop--"
"Daddy's not stopping until he's done, princess." He slammed his cock into me again, and it felt like every part of me was twenty degrees warmer. "You can beg me all you want, but you belong to me, remember? I can do whatever I want with you. Or to you. Because you're
mine
."
