Hi Daddy,
I miss you already. I was so happy to see you last weekend. I must admit that I am still a little in shock about what happened between us, but if I am completely honest with you, I have to say that I havenât been able to get you or any of things you did to me out of my mind. Last night I was having the hardest time getting to sleep, I have been so restless since you left. So, I played with the toy you gave me and made myself cum, three times actually, thinking and remembering how wild and rough you were with me. I never knew that I could be this excited or sexual. I still canât believe that it was with you Daddy.
I had a dream once I finally fell asleep last night. I wanted to tell you about it.
I dreamt that you were coming to pick me up and take me out to dinner. You got to my apartment as I was finishing getting ready. You sat there and watched me, without saying a word. I wore a tight-fitted black dress, black stockings with a garter belt, and black lace panties. I didnât wear a bra because the back of my dress was too low cut. The front of the dress was a low cut halter that tied around my neck. I pulled my hair half up so that you could see my face. The ribbon that tied around the back of my neck hung down below my long blonde hair, almost touching the dress that gathered at the small of my back.
I put on the beautiful earrings that you gave me, sprayed a little perfume on my neck, and put on my lipstick. I must admit that I felt so nervous with you just sitting there watching my every little move. I brought out two pairs of shoes and asked you which ones you liked better. You chose the high heeled black ones that wrapped a couple times around my ankle. As I came out totally ready, I saw a smile come across your handsome face, and we left for dinner.
We went to an incredible, very nice restaurant and as we walked in you never took your hand away from the small of my back. Daddy, I feel so safe and protected when you touch me that way. I saw you whisper something to the girl working inside the door, then she smiled and took us to the back of the restaurant to a very romantic table that had a half booth kind of seat wrapped around the back of it. I sat down first and admired the two candles burning on top of the beautiful white tablecloth that hung half way or more down to the floor. You moved in to sit so close to me that our legs were touching. For just a moment, I looked out into the room I was facing wondering if anyone knew that you were my father.
My attention quickly went back to you when I heard you say, âBaby, you look gorgeous tonight.â I shyly lowered my head a bit and grabbed onto your arm, putting my head on your shoulder, âThank you Daddy.â You kissed my forehead and stroked my hair. When the waitress came you ordered a bottle of wine, never taking your hand off of me.
I opened my menu to see what this incredible restaurant had to offer, but before I read the first thing, you took it from my hands and closed it. When the waitress came back with our wine, you ordered for both of us. Daddy, I love how in control and how very strong you are. As we drank the first glass of wine, I felt your hand move to my leg. You were slowly moving your hand up and down my thigh, giving me such a warm feeling throughout my entire body.
Your very strong hand eventually moved down to my knee, and as I felt your fingers start to slowly move back up my leg, I could feel that you were lifting my dress up my thigh beneath your hand. You stopped to trace the lace on the top of my stockings and then moved up to play with the strap on my garter. My heart was racing. Then your big strong hand made it up to the warm skin of my inner thigh. When you touched my panties it made me catch my breath. You smiled at me. Your strong fingers slowly, softly ran up and down my panty covered, wet, bald little pussy. I could no longer hold my body still; I started squirming in my seat. You took your finger and pulled my panties to the side and pinched my swollen little clit between your fingers. âHold still my angel.â It took every ounce of energy I had to obey you, but I knew from the tone of your voice that I had no choice.
âSpread you legs for Daddy,â you whispered to me. I again did as I was instructed. Your very strong finger rubbed circles over my wet swollen clit and then moved down to the tight entrance of my little pussy. When you thrust your finger deep inside of me, I had to close my eyes and once again catch my breath. Your finger pushed in and out of me first slow and then faster. âDaddy, you are going to make me cum.â
âDonât you dare,â you sternly said into my ear. I sat as still as I possibly could, feeling my body tremble and ache fighting back the urge to explode on your hand. I could feel my face so hot. Then you pushed your finger deep inside me and held it still. I was so grateful that you stopped moving for a second because I donât know how much longer I could hold back. Then you began wiggling your finger inside me. I wanted to cum so bad, I begged you, pleaded, but you continued to say no.
I looked up and saw the waitress walking to our table with our dinner and squeezed my legs together. âOpen them,â was all you said. I started to protest a bit, but your finger never left me and you once again said, âOpen them, NOW.â I parted my thighs slightly, feeling my face flush. âDonât make me tell you again, open them all the way.â I did as you said.
As the waitress put down our plates, I looked up and saw that her eyes were glued to your hand and my exposed little pussy. She looked at you and smiled. I looked at you and saw you give her a wink. I looked out into the room wondering if anyone else was watching us. As she turned to walk away, your finger pulled out of me and moved up the top of my panties. âLift your little bottom off the seat baby.â As I did what you asked, you quickly pulled my panties down. I could feel you sliding them all the way down my legs and I lifted one foot and then the other as you took them completely off me. You squeezed them into your fist and then brought them up to your face. You took a deep breath with my wet black panties covering your mouth and nose, and then with my big blue eyes glued to your every move, you placed them into your pocket.
Throughout dinner you continued to play with my little cunt, never allowing me to cum. I felt weak from the torture. The food was delicious but I couldnât eat much with the feelings that were flooding my body. When the waitress came back to see how we were doing, you finally took your finger from inside of me and put it into your mouth. All while she watched you smiling. My body was frozen, I couldnât move. When she finally walked away, you told me to go to the ladies room and not to come out until I had permission. I didnât know what you meant, but I didnât argue, I slid out from behind our table and on shaking legs walked to the ladies room.
When I got in there, there was no one else in the room. I was grateful for that. I sat down at the vanity in front of a large mirror and tried my best to cool down. I was trying to take some slow deep breathes with my eyes closed when I heard the door open. I looked up to see our very pretty waitress smiling down at me. She had big blue eyes just like me, with long very dark strait hair. She told me that she had a talk with you and you told her to come in and handle me. I didnât know what she meant. I really didnât know what to do when she started rubbing my shoulders. She told me to relax, but there was no chance of that happening. Your big strong hands on my body was a new experience in itself, but now there was a woman, albeit a very beautiful woman putting her hands where yours had been.
I was so scared that someone would walk in on us at any moment. She moved in front of me and knelt down by my knees. As I stared at her manicured hands slowly lifting the bottom of my dress up my legs, she told me what you had said to her. She said that I was not allowed to come out of this room until I cameâŠfor HER. I was so nervous I nearly started crying, but I couldnât take my eyes off of what she was doing. As the hem of my dress moved above the lace of my stockings, she started pushing my legs apart. I hesitated for a moment, realizing that I was dripping wet and not wearing any panties. She looked up at me, smiled, and placed her body in between my legs moving her head up to my face. Her hands moved from my legs to the back of my head. Then I felt her hold onto me by grabbing two fists full of my hair making my head pull back.