From Neighbor to House Slave CH 1. BDSM F34, F25, M42, Slow Burn.

        It took me a second to realize where I was as my eyes blinked open and the fuzz of the images in front of me began to focus. “Rough night?” I heard followed by a giggle as Lindsey’s face materialized to me.  With a yawn I sat up in my recliner, “uhm… you know, we a had a couple calls before midnight but nothing crazy” I responded to my day shift relief. “Can’t complain about getting paid to sleep” she chuckled. “Correction paid time and half to sleep!” I proclaimed more out of reaction than conscious thought as we both laughed. 
        I gathered myself together in my post sleep haze, standing and stretching my arms above my head, the seam of my 5.11s rubbed my clit causing it to throb against my pants almost making me gasp. I maintained my composure but I’m pretty sure Lindsey noticed my eyes widen for a split second as I realized the little red panties, I was wearing under my uniform were soaking wet. Lindsey gave me a curious look when she saw my surprise. “You good?” she asked.

As I began to answer the sudden rush of memories from last night hit me like a bolt of electricity, Images flashed through my mind. I was getting ready for work I had just stepped out of the shower when Daddy entered the bathroom, he stepped to me, standing about 4 inches taller than my 5’6”, his deep blue eyes shifted down slightly to meet mine as he grabbed throat, leaned in and whispered, “I’m going to send you to work like the little cum slut you are.” He pushed me to the ground, grabs my naturally red hair pulling my head back and while stroking his cock. The deep growling “fuck” that came out along with the flexion of his thick legs betrayed how close he was. Reaching up grabbing his balls and giving them a small massage was all the coaxing he needed. His thick 7in cock spasmed sending ropes of cum down my neck, chest, and B cup tits. I reached up and grabbed the shaft squeezing out the last drops. Using his still half hard dick he smeared the puddles sliding down my torso all over my tits making sure to run his head around each pierced nipple. “Hello anybody, there?” I heard followed by the snap of fingers as my attention got pulled back to the reality of Lindsey still standing in front of me. “Ummm should I check your sugar, maybe you a stroke exam?” she joked. “Huh, oh, sorry, still waking up I guess” I half lied. I did my best to quickly finish shift change and get out of there, my pussy reminding me with every movement how bad I desperately needed to cum.

        I initially fought the urge to relieve my aching cunt on the drive home, but each bump in the road would send a jolt through my loins and the desperation became too much. I unbuttoned my pants, and slid my right hand down under my thong, my clit felt like it was double its normal size as I slowly circled my index finger around it. 

I was so close to relief that I barely noticed the semi-truck with the ramp on the back of the opened trailer sitting to the side of the road of as I turned into my neighborhood. Living in a military town moving trucks were a common site year-round. What did catch my attention was the woman standing at the end of driveway. She waws about my height with black hair tied back in a ponytail, she was wearing a green tank top that fit tight against her, outlining what looked to be C cup breasts and showed off her tattooed sleeved arms. Her toned calves lead up to thighs I could tell had spent many hours in the gym, they were so thick it seemed like her grey compression shorts struggled to cover them.
As I slowly passed her, making sure “not to speed in the neighborhood” I could make out her nipples poking through her top and realized she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. I felt a surge of wetness leak around the finger I currently had buried in my slit Not wanting to take my eyes away from her amazing tits but hoping she might have panties to match her bra I shifted my gaze down; the gamble was rewarded as I could make out the V between her thighs leading to pump lips bulging from a center slit. “FUCK” I heard my self whisper as anther gush of fluid leaked past my finger making a now noticeable wet spot through my work pants. Her arm moving broke my gaze from her plump camel toe and I realized she was waving at me. I quickly yanked my hand out of my pants and waved back exchanging smiles briefly before I made the turn onto my street. By the time I made it down the road to my house and pulled into the driveway I was so sexually charged that every sense was hightened, goosebumps running up and down my arms legs from the contact of clothing, my cunt throbbed with every beat of my heart, and I swear I could smell the still dried cum on my tits from nearly 14 hours earlier. I raced inside dropped my stuff and rushed upstairs. As I suspected Daddy was still asleep lying flat on his back with the blanket half kicked off exposing his right arm, chest, stomach, and portion of what was clearly morning wood. I stripped out of my work clothes, and straddled his exposed hand as I leaned over, grabbed his cock, and buried my mouth down on it. I was desperate for it. Pushing my head down until I felt the spongy head cut of my air supply, I held it there tasting the slaty flesh. When I began to gag, I pulled back, salvia pooling down between my lips onto his head as I released. “MMMM Good Morning” I heard his groggy voice say. “Good morning, Daddy” I said back, as I began to stroke him, using the drool I had just spit up as lube. “I missed you” I cooed as I pumped his thick shaft. “MMMMM It would seem so.” He replied as he thrust his hips up slightly. I pushed my aching cunt down onto his hand, grinding my still swollen and soaked sex into his palm causing my legs to shudder and my eyes roll back. “Daddy” I panted, “Yes Princess?” he asked. “I need to cum so bad, it hurts Daddy, please.” I begged. He lifted an eyebrow, “well you know what you need to do.” Still stroking his cock, I leaned down taking him back into my mouth. “No hands” he ordered. I released his cock and continued to bounce my head pushing down till I felt him hitting the back of my throat and then pulling up squeezing my lips and licking his shaft as I pulled up pausing at the top to swirl my tongue around his swollen head. I continued to bob my head slamming his cock into my throat feeling it becoming tender. It wasn’t long before he grabbed my hair fired his cock upward and erupted 3 separate streams of cum into my mouth. He grunted a “FUCK” as the last convulsion passed through his cock. I saw his balls relax as the unswallowed cum began to drip out the corners of my mouth. I sat up, swallowing the remaining bits of his liquid sex. “Please now Daddy?” I begged. “Yes Princess, how would you like to cum?” He offered. “Can I ride your face?” I pleaded with a pouty face. “You May” he answered. I quickly moved up and straddled his face sinking my hot sex down onto his mouth. He lapped at my lips pushing his tongue up towards my clit as I began to grind on him. Pushing my aching pussy against his mouth. I squeezed my tits in my hands as I gyrated my hips. My orgasm began to grow but it was images of the brunette in the grey shorts and green tank top filled my mind. I pictured her nipples pressing out against her tight top and the full pussy lips pushing at the seams of those tight shorts. I imagined her kissing me, her soft lips pressed to mine, her eager tongue in my mouth. I pictured her full tits, exposed, her round swollen nipples out for me to suck on when all of a sudden, my cunt spasmed and a “FFFFUUUUUCCCCKKKKK” escaped from my lips as my inner walls contracted forcing their secretions into Daddy’s waiting mouth. I fell forward collapsing onto Daddy’s naked body. “Thank you, Sir.” I said in between gasps of air. I slid off of him turning around to snuggle my face into his chest. I inhaled his scent deeply but it wasn’t Daddy that filled my mind as I drifted off to sleep…