I've been struggling for a few years with myself, trying to kid myself that I'm happy with the married life, 2.4 children and the Skoda that goes with it, but recently I've felt that it's not quite enough.
I'll explain a bit about myself first - I'm a 28 year old woman, 5'5" and curvy, long curls of reddish hair flowing down my back, and I've been told I have great blowjob eyes. I had some amazing experiences young, and could never quite get back to that. I have my kinks, and my fantasies, but only one outlet: my "Daddy".
We met when I was 18 he was in his 30s, and I was slightly wasted and full of a confidence I'm starting to regain. There was something about this funny, gorgeous guy who made me feel like I'd been electrified, like little butterflies. We always joked that I was a Cabbaged White! Soon discovered we were both as hungry to satisfy as the other, and we made the most of each moment, exploring anything we could often in risky situations (which will be written about in due course). Even after our "relationship" ended, we would sometimes message each other, just a daddy and his daughter looking for release.
Fast forward to lockdown, the fantasic time that is Covid-19, the end of the world as we know it.
And I'm definitely starting to feel fine!
See with everything that's been going on, I've spent a lot of time inside, just chilled on the bed, or reading. Thing is, my sex drive is through the roof, my partner, not so much. Frustration usually takes over so it's literotica and the vibrator. On one of these days I'd been over to my neighbours for a BBQ, had a few drinks and shared a kiss with Lana. She's a curvy dark haired woman who has the most amazing smile, and a little snort when she laughs. Her husband is nice enough, but obviously things weren't going great for them. We both decided it was best to keep it between us, one time thing blah blah blah, and had a great evening. But all I could think the whole time we were sat in the flickers of the dying fire, was how wet and hot I felt, the flutters deep inside me whenever she looked over. By the time we left, I was so hot I grabbed my vibrator and a shower the second we got home, telling my partner I was fed up smelling of bonfire. As I felt the drops of water hitting my neck, I held the vibe against my pussy, feeling each wave of the buzzing course through me. Pressing harder to my throbbing clit, I had to sit down quick, my legs were so shaky beneath me. I start pushing the vibrator into my dripping pussy, wishing it was my Daddy, imagining telling him about Lana, how horny it'd make him. Thrusting it in as far as it would go, it took everything within my power to stop myself crying out, my legs twitching and my tight pussy pulsing around the vibe.
The next morning, I was feeling bold. My partner was asleep, the kids were in school and I was horny as fuck thinking about last night, so I messaged my Daddy.
"All I can think about is your cock straining to get out of your jeans, and wanting to wrap my mouth around you. The kids are out, I'm having a spliff by myself, with my hand down the front of my lacy white underwear. I wish you could see"
