If you read the first story, you’d know that I matched with a guy from out of town. He was in town for a few weeks, and we decided to make the most of his time here. And to rewind a little bit, we discussed a lot of our wants & desires. I shared with him one of my biggest, most taboo kinks… I invited Daddy over to my pool to have a day of day drinking, hanging out with me & my friends. We spent the day, in the heat, with hardcore flirting and touching… surrounded by people. My friend, my best friend… knows how incredibly kinky I am. It was so nice to call out “Daddy” at the pool, and him just give me that look, which immediately made my pussy pulse in anticipation. We drank just a little bit longer, friends left… and I begged Daddy to take me upstairs. I had hinted about this big fantasy, I so desperately wanted to him be the one… as we go upstairs, immediately get naked & lays me down on the bed. Slowly taking his time, moving his lips across my thighs, staring up at me the entire time. Slowly spreading my legs apart. Me.. very drunk with all of my senses, heightened. He opens my legs, tells me how pretty my pussy is, he takes his tongue and enters me. Kissing my clit, my body twitching, breathy moans escaping from me. My hands grasping the back of his head, as I push his mouth farther down. Him, just lapping my juices and his face just covered in me. I eventually peeled his tongue out of my very wet pussy, and he ordered me to grab the restraints. He took my wrists, so lovingly, and bound me. The clipped the restraints together, me looking so pretty, unable to move my wrists…. Only able to go where I was supposed to go. My mind was a bit fuzzy with alcohol…and knowing what was coming next. He asked me if I wanted my fantasy fulfilled. I looked at him, smiled, and told him yes. I laid on the bed, still bound, as Daddy went into the kitchen….and grabbed my biggest and sharpest knife. He walked into the room, asking if his girl was ready. My entire body became instantly weak. Looking at him, holding the knife, and again… unable to move my arms… He got on the bed and mounted me, slowly teasing the large knife over my body. Taking such care, going ever so slowly. Tickling my stomach with the tip of the sharp blade. He began slowly running it down my stomach, applying slightly more pressure. Watching my face, making sure I was okay & well taken care of. Me, so many thoughts racing through my jumbled head… I can’t believe this is happening. This basic stranger, with a knife to my body. At any point, his hand could slip…. But he wouldn’t. The moans that came from my mouth, gasps, the cold blade felt so good against my hot body. So grateful we trusted each other enough, for this to happen. I laid there, in pure ecstasy , indulging in every single second of this erotic moment in time. Daddy had the knife on every inch of my body, taking so much time, watching my face and my body language. My legs quivering with every single slide of the knife. At one point, the sharp blade slide down further and further, he let me taste the tip of the knife & slowly lick it. I made eye contact with him…the knife on my pussy lips, ever so slowly and gentle. My breathing increased, my mind trying to let Go of what’s about to happen. He turned the knife around, and guided the handle of the knife at the edge of my pussy lips, looking at me, and looking down…. And he inserted the knife blade inside of me, the knife was hot and cold at the same time… I couldn’t believe it was happening. This man… fucking me with a knife handle, i took it all. My chest pounding, the moans escaping from my mouth. He told me what a good fucking girl I was being. The handle…covered in my juices. The sounds, the room just smelled like sex. Everything about that night…. Just led to even more kinky wilder sex…