All day he was messaging me about how horny he was, how he couldn't wait to be inside me. He was picking me up for a movie, and chose what I should wear. I put on my big sweater and denim skirt over my suspender tights and no panties. I did my hair, just touching up my natural waves, and a little make-up and waited eagerly.

He let himself in and walked right into a kiss. I'm always excited to see him, everything is just so good, feels so right, and is so fun when he's there. And when he is that horny, and in Daddy mode, im just...a puddle.

He wanted to try something new with our hypno practice. He stopped kissing me and told me to drop, when he brought me back we were kissing again. I could feel how hard he was as I pressed my body into him. He must have decided that was enough, because he quickly had me on my knees at the edge of the sofa.

And then it goes blurry.

I woke up face down in the sofa, ass in the air. When I looked up he was sat at the other end. As I started to move I could feel myself full of cum. I moaned softly. I felt used. He was smiling. I felt like his little slut, his play thing. He enjoyed my realisation, and watching me reach down and taste us.

I was a little shaken, because I couldn't remember, but he held me and kissed me softly and reassured me. He explained it all to me again (even though we had spoken about his intentions before) that I everything that had happened was what we talked about, and that I would remember everything by the next morning. This was the fist time we tried something like this. And I kind of knew what happened, but it all felt like an echo. Not quite tangible, or like I was trying not to think about it.

We went off to the movies, me leaking cum. Him now satisfied. I felt like a slut walking around with no panties, in a skirt, full of his cum. And it was such a thrill. He teased me throughout the movie, I tasted us when I thought I could. Towards the end he even let me cum. It was...I dont remember much of the movie, but I had a great time.

He drove me home the long way, just for a few extra minutes alone. And I went off to bed like a good girl. In the morning it was like I had had a dream of everything that had happened. I could remember it all, kind of clearly, even what I couldn't remember the evening before.

I remembered he pulled down his pants and lifted my skirt and pushed inside me. I let out a moan, savouring the feeling. That first thrust is always....everything.

And then he fucked me. I remembered losing myself in the ecstasy, there's a reason that's my favorite position. It feels so good. I could feel myself getting closer, I could feel him getting closer...and suddenly I felt myself dropping. He had me drop when he came. And then, when he woke me, thats when I was full.

He likes playing with me like this. And I like feeling like his personal pleasure toy. I can't wait to see what else he can do x