“Fuck, daddy, I need you inside me. Please cum inside me!”

It began with a hug. Feeling her yoga toned body snug in my arms, the faint sweet of her perfume laced hair, my God I’d forgotten how it felt to hold her.

How intoxicating it was to hold her.

It had been four years since we’d spoken. Four years since she’d moved to LA.

We talked and talked and cooked and talked and danced salsa playfully in her living room just like we used to. I was nervous to message her that I was in town. After everything that had happened when we last were together..

I showed her photos of my fiancé. She smiled up at me, beaming through a quiver of pain. Mutual pain. “You both look so beautiful together. I can see the match.” Even as she said that, I couldn’t help but notice my hand had wandered near her inner thigh. When she would laugh, or shuffle in the chair, my finger tips would brush her sunkissed skin.

White. Hot. With. Desire.

Desperation set in.

We had never kissed before. We both knew this. Vividly aware of this, in the back of our minds, wondering what it could have been like to drink down each other’s souls.

She was wholesome. And erotic. Bubbly. Kinky. So fucking cute. And so ravishingly fuckable. Vibrant. Loving. Kind.

All those years ago we had texted about all the things that we would have done together if we ever were in the same place.

“You’d look so beautiful with a face dripping with daddy’s cum, you know that sweetie?”

“Would you choke me while we fucked?”

“Mmmmmffff oh my fucking god.”

“Please, daddy? If I wore those little yoga shorts from the video I sent you, would you tug them to the side and choke me while we fucked?”

What if when I hugged her goodbye, I didn’t let go. If let my hands wander up and down, rubbing her back, breathing in her scent, pulling her petite frame against me.

How would she have reacted to me? Growling into her ear while I kissed her neck. Lips drunk on lust, tongues inter-coursing, hands playing with her nipples through the thin fabric of her top.

How would she have reacted to be bent over her bed. Doggy style. Like a cock-drunk animal. Cock like her forearm squeezed and pounding into her, nudging her cervix until all she could do was mewl. “Daddy, please daddy, please cum in me. Please cum in me!”

No condom. No birth control. Left dripping down the inner thighs of her dress.

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This is a prompt about the one who you never got to have. Even though you both wanted it :)

I love literate conversations and role plays that play with tension build up and release. A wholesome old friend made into a fuck doll. The daughter’s best friend who ends up riding her “daddy”’s cock. And any other dynamic of forbidden feelings that climax into a lust fucking frenzy.

Feel free to message with any ideas here! I’d also be happy to share details about what inspired this prompt :)

Thank you for reading this far and looking forward to your lovely notes!

Kink List: Tension, touching, flirting, rough fucking, dominance with tenderness, petite girls, big cocks, cum play, making you into a slut, outfit play, cheating, fucking your breasts, fucking your throat, cumming inside you, choking, spanking, leashes/collar, slapping, spitting, gangbangs, fantasy, passionate sex, using you, dirty talking, name calling, submissive little sextoys, and more

Limit List: Scat and violence