My heart races as I walk up the stairs, the anticipation building with every step. The door creaks open and I’m met with the familiar scent of my Dirty daddy’s cologne. I can’t help but smile, knowing what’s about to happen.
I find him in his study, sitting at his desk, engrossed in work. He looks up as I enter, a devilish grin spreading across his face. I know that look all too well. It’s the one that says, “Kira, I’m going to make you mine tonight.”
He stands up, towering over me, and wraps his arms around me, pulling me close. His lips brush against my neck, sending shivers down my spine. I can feel the heat of his breath against my skin, and it only fuels my desire.
His hands wander, exploring every inch of my body. He knows just how to touch me, where to touch me. He knows how to make me weak in the knees and begging for more. I’m his little slut, and he loves it.
We move to the couch, and he pushes me down, his eyes never leaving mine. I can feel the tension building between us, the heat of our bodies mingling. He leans in, his lips grazing mine, and I can’t help but moan.
His hands find their way under my shirt, his fingers tracing the outline of my bra. I arch my back, desperate for more. He obliges, slipping my bra straps down my shoulders, exposing my breasts to the cool air.
His lips find my nipples, teasing and sucking until I’m writhing beneath him. I can feel the wetness between my legs, aching for his touch. He knows I want him, and he loves to tease me, to make me beg for it.
He moves lower, his tongue tracing a path down my stomach, stopping just above my panties. I squirm, trying to push him lower, but he holds me in place, enjoying the power my dirty daddy had over me
Finally, he pulls my panties down, revealing my most intimate parts to him. He takes a moment to admire me, his eyes burning with desire. He knows how much I want him, and he loves to make me wait.
His fingers find my clit, rubbing in slow, deliberate circles. I moan, my hips bucking against his hand. He smiles, knowing he has me right where he wants me.
He slides a finger inside me, then another, filling me up. I gasp, my body trembling with pleasure. He knows just how to touch me, how to make me feel good.
He moves faster, his fingers pumping in and out of me. I can feel the tension building, the pressure mounting. I’m on the edge, desperate for release.
And then, just as I’m about to come, he stops. He pulls his fingers out, leaving me empty and wanting more. I look up at him, my eyes pleading for him to finish what he started.
He smirks, knowing he has me exactly where he wants me. “Not yet, my little slut,” he says, his voice low and sultry. “You’ll have to wait until next time.”
And with that, he leaves me, my body still aching for him. I can’t help but smile, knowing that our next encounter is just around the corner. Until then, I’ll be left with the memory of his touch, the anticipation of what’s to come.
Stay tuned for the next entry, where I’ll share more of my slutty encounters with my Dirty daddy. Until then, I’ll be counting down the days.
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