I felt a flutter of excitement as I reached for the door, knowing you were home, knowing you would be waiting for me and it wouldn’t be long now. I had spent all day lost in thought about you, but then, that was nothing new. I turned the knob, pressing the door open and dropping my car keys unceremoniously on the counter. My breath left as you were just there. No warning, no hint before I was pressed back against the wall, a soft thump letting me know you had kicked the door closed.

Your presence loomed before me, my eyes lifting from your chest, up to your blue eyes, clouded, a little glimmer in them. Your scent filled my nose, heat radiating from you as you pressed me back, the wall a contrasting cold as your leaned close, lips hovering just over mine, a finger coming up to trace the underside of my collar where it rested against my clavicle. “Welcome home, kitten.”

I tilted my head back just slightly, resting it against the wall and giving access to your hand as it followed the path of the black leather around my neck, my breathing was a little ragged when your hand rose, lightly brushing the underside of my chin and lifting my head so I was looking into your eyes. “I’ve been thinking about you, about this.”

“Hi, Daddy.” I tried to whisper back, unsure my mind even allowed words to escape my trembling lip. You were so close, so overwhelming. I loved that about you. I loved the way you pressed into me, letting me feel your body, your force. My voice steadied a bit. “I’ve been thinking about you too.”

Your lips fell to mine, a soft press, then opening, your tongue easing out in a quick flick over my lips. I opened mine in response, a soft exhale of my need slipping free as my tongue met yours between us, gliding over it, your taste flooding me, shifting my excitement higher, my hips trying to roll against yours, but just managing to be a slight pressure from how you pinned me. I loved the captive sensation, the helplessness of my body.

I lowered a hand between us, pressing down your thigh and curling to drag my nails up the thick material of your pants as your tongue pressed for advantage and slid into my mouth, gliding over mine, my breathing deepening with my arousal, the fog of it pressing out the world around me, forcing my complete focus on you. I felt my heartbeat in my core as you pulled back from the kiss, leaving my breasts rising and falling with the panting hot breaths that came from my mouth.

You grabbed my wrists, lifting them above my head and holding them there with one. I tugged without conviction, but stretched my back, rolling my shoulders against the wall to lift my breasts. I let out a soft whimper as your lips fell to my neck, licking, sucking, kissing along the pale skin. Your teeth gave a gentle tug on the collar to remind me of its presence on my neck. Always there, always a symbol. I let out a soft whimper as your other hand found my breast.

“Do you remember what we’re doing tonight?” You asked, leaning back from my skin, your hips still pressing mine tight to the wall as your eyes met mine, your hand still exploring my breast hidden behind the blouse and bra.

I nodded, a little breathless, a little lightheaded. “Yes, Daddy.” I replied, every nerve of my body heightened, your closeness, your heat causing little shivers of electricity to tease over me.

“Say it.” Your voice was firm, your eyes locked on mine as your grip on my breast eased and your fingers found the diamond hard nub of my nipple, circling it first, then softly pressing it between your fingers to draw a gasp from my lips.

“Anal training, Daddy.” Rushed from my lips as my body tensed, your fingers closing harder around my sensitive skin, the pain joining the excitement building in my body.

“No, kitten.” Your words were gentle, but the look in your eyes told me clearly that wasn’t the answer you wanted. Your hand moved, your forefinger curling under the nipple, your thumb pressing down from above it, pressing harder and pulling, letting the weight of my breast send an ache up and through me. “Try again.”

I let out a quiet cry of pain as my eyebrows pressed together, my body tensing, pressing harder into yours in a vain attempt to ease the pain radiating out from my breast. “You’re going to train me to be your anal whore, Daddy.” The pressure immediately eased from my breast as you smiled and nodded once.

Your lips fell back to mine, closing over just the bottom before you leaned back and whispered softly against them. “Good girl.”

I shuddered at the words, feeling them reach through me, comfort me. My eyes relaxed, inhaling deep as your mouth fell to the top of my shirt, your hand sliding from my breast to the center of the blouse and freeing the buttons in the center. You tugged at the sides, lifting the bottom hem free from where it had been tucked into the skirt. Your lips traveled down to the top of my full breast and kissed over the mound of flesh.

Your hand traveled lower as your head lifted, your eyes searching for mine as your hand pulled the skirt up, gathering it around my waist as I felt the material rise over my hips. Your hand moved between my thighs, my body reacting on instinct and parting for you. I gasped when a finger pressed into the panties and pressed the cool fabric up. “Oh kitten, you’re soaked.”

I moaned as your finger curled against the fabric and rubbed against the hot, wet material and sending little sensations of pleasure along my swollen lips. “Ye...yes, Daddy. I...I’ve been thinking about this all day.” The last word was clipped short by a sudden jerk of my body, my breath catching as your finger ran over my clit through the wet material.

Your smile was wide, your eyes watching how my face twisted with lust, opened with need. “You like the idea of being my anal whore?” Your voice carried a hint of amusement, your eyes looking deep into mine as if to find the answer there.

I nodded, my body tensing a bit harder as I felt your fingers slide the panties to the side of my lips, a sudden chill reaching me from the cool air of the room. “I do, Daddy. I want it very much.”

Your head leaned close to mine, your lips finding the soft flesh at the bottom of my earlobe before your breath was hot against it, your voice just a whisper. “Why, kitten? Tell me what has you so wet about it?”

I panted harder at the intensity of your voice, the clarity and question probing into me, my breasts rising and falling against your chest as you leaned so close to me, overpowering all my senses. “I want you to be the first, Daddy. The first man to take that hole. The first man to fuck me there.”

Your chuckle rumbled against my chest as I felt your finger slide over my outer lips beneath me. “Do you think you’re ready, kitten?” Your finger slid between my lips and found the slick heat of my lips coated in my excitement, as I let out a soft cry of pleasure.

“No, Daddy.” I was too aroused to stop the truth before it slipped from me. You leaned back, your eyes finding mine as your finger slid forward, getting coated with my fluids, my body trembling at the serious look on your face.

“Why not kitten?” Your voice was level, but gentle, your eyes watching me carefully as your finger withdrew.

I was panting, trying to bring my mind back into the clarity needed to answer your question. “I...I don’t think I’ve practiced enough.” I admitted, a blush rushing over my face and and down my neck. “The plugs are so much smaller than you are, Daddy.”

You laughed before you pressed a soft kiss to my lips, your free hand moving around my hip, down my thigh and pulling to lift it against yours, the calf wrapping behind you and holding it up. Your hand slid back, following my thigh back to my ass, easing further, your finger slipping beneath the panties and pressing against the soft star pucker. “We’ll make it fit kitten.” Your breath was hot against mine.

I shivered at the implications, my back tensing to lift my leg and roll my backside out to open and expose it to your probing fingers. “I...I understand, Daddy.” I leaned my head forward, pressing my lips to yours, feeling my need no longer covered by the panties slowly seep along my thigh. “I’m so eager to have you inside me.”

Your finger pressed up at my words, pressure against the pucker, causing me to whimper with the anticipation. “Is that so?” You asked, your head shifting, your lips back to kiss my ear, pulling the lower lobe into your mouth with a soft suck before you let it slowly slip free. “Beg, kitten.”

It was all I needed to less lose the desire building within me all day and transform it into a verbal expression. “Please, Daddy. Let me feel you there, Take the last of my virgin holes” I let the pleading seep into my voice so there was no doubt that it was desperation fueling my words. “Be the first. Fuck your own path into me. Please, Daddy?”

Your chest rumbled against mine with a soft growl of anticipation I had come to know well. Your hand holding mine above me released them, falling to my ass to join the other as you pulled me up from the ground and lifted my other leg to wrap around your hips, pinning me in place by your chest against mine, my back hard against the wall. “I need you, kitten. You beg so well.”

I whimpered at the tone in your voice, dark, demanding, but holding the same care and passion you always provided. One of your hands fell to my ass, holding me up as the other snaked beneath my hips over yours and to your center. I felt you fumble, pulling yourself free and gripping your length.

I cried out as your head slid between my wetness, pleasure surging through me at your movement. My thighs tensed hard on your waist, your mouth falling to my neck, licking, kissing, sucking hard as I noticed your breathing deepen. “I need you, kitten.” Your words were clear, your length sliding back along my lips and pressing up, your tip teasing the entrance to my core, taunting me.

“I need you, Daddy. Please. I want to be impaled on you.” You slid your hips forward your head pressing up at the hole you were so familiar with, but still resisted the girth of you. I moaned, trying to force my body to relax before you slid a little back from the wall and let my body weight slide me down your length, impaling me onto your shaft as I shuddered from being stretched around you.

“Kitten…” Your voice was harsh, panting, filled with the pleasure you felt from sliding home. “Your cunt is too tempting not to fill first.” You slid your hips back, your hands falling to my ass and lifting me up as you pulled back, keeping just your head within me before sliding back.

The pleasure welled in me, my hands moving to wrap around your shoulders, my head falling back against the wall as you began a tempo in and out of me, sliding me up and down your length, slow, reaching all of me, letting my body adjust to your width as you pressed, withdrew, slid deep, pulled back. I tensed my legs, trying to help, trying to greet each thrust, but the wall held me back.

“Daddy...” I panted, my eyes half lidded with the growing pressure in my center, my hands curling to lightly drag my nails up your back. You slid in and out, pulling my hips, pressing yours forward, letting me feel every inch of you sheath into me, slip back, drive back home. I was panting with the pleasure, moaning each time you reached the very deepest part of me. “...I won’t last long.”

You pulled your head back, looking into my eyes, a dark smile forming on your lips as you drove harder, rolling your hips into mine, gripping my ass hard. “You never do, kitten.” Your hands squeezed, your hips pulling, pressing, in, out, long strokes, letting every inch of your cock stretch me around you, not giving me the chance to fuck back but taking what you wanted from me.

“Oh, Daddy.” groaned from my throat, my limbs tensing, my back arcing hard against the wall, shoulders pressing hard into the coolness. “I can’t take much more. Please.” You answered with harder thrusts, lifting me with each one, letting my body weight drop me down you, impaling me impossibly hard onto your cock as you drove in and out of my aching tunnel, feeling it begin to clamp around you, milking your length.

“Kitten…” You voice rose an octave, your pleasure clear in your eyes as you looked into mine, the pleasure morphing the features of your face, twisting them into an almost feral look as your hips continued to pound forward, pull back, drive deep, slide out. “...I’m cumming.” your voice shivered, my own orgasm heeding your need and mounting, pressing down on my body as you pulled me hard against you.

I felt your cock jerk inside of me, exploding with your seed as you planted it deep in my core, it was the last thought I had as reality burst into shards of pleasure around me. My head rolled back against the wall, my voice cutting short as the pleasure washed over me, rocketing to every nerve, tensing each limb around you, core clamping down hard, engulfing you, squeezing, milking more and more of your seed as it twitched and poured into me.

I was panting as I felt you step back from the wall, pulling my body close and carrying us the few steps to the couch before you fell back against it, panting, sweat sheening between us as I leaned back, kissing along your chin, one of your hands coming up to stroke along my back as you held me in your lap, still secure within me.

I collapsed against you, letting my head fall to your shoulder as you whispered soft encouragements, sweet words, carefully stroking my hair, my back, your hands exploring along my shoulders for any indications of hurt or pain. I tilted my head, letting my lips find your neck as I whispered. “I’m okay, Daddy. I promise.”

I felt your nod, your hands falling to my hips and pulling me back as you slid free from my core with a wet sound and moan as the sensation wracked a jolt of pleasure through me. You turned me in your lap, having to lift my head so I could adjust and put both legs to one side, my head now more comfortable as you pulled me close against you and reached for a blanket to wrap around us. Your lips fell to my forehead with a soft kiss. “I still plan on having that ass tonight.”

I smiled wide, tilting my head to look up into your eyes. “Thank you, Daddy. I want you to. Plus…” I let a hint of mischief tease into my voice. “Think of how much longer you’ll last now that you’ve cum once.” We both shook a little as you laughed and pulled me close against you, wrapping your arms around me and letting your warmth engulf me.

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