29 - Fiona
Daddy opens the door to our hotel room and gestures like a gentleman for me to go in first. I step inside into the darkness. He enters behind me and lets go of the door. It slowly shuts, trapping us both in here. We're alone, together, in the dark...
He reaches for the light switch next to me but I touch his hand and shake my head. I don't know if he can see me, though.
“No,” I say, soft. “Please. Can we keep the lights off? I want to be sexy for you, Daddy...”
He grins. I can see his teeth flash white in the faint light of the moon shining through our balcony window. My dress shines as it reflects a little glimmer of that light, too. Taking Daddy's hand in mine, I lead him to our bed. Just the one, just for us. Do we ever need two beds?
We have them at home. Daddy has his room and his bed and I have my room and my bed. I'm always in Daddy's bed, though. Even when we aren't doing anything sexy, I like sleeping there. I like being able to smell Daddy on his pillows and his blankets, and I like seeing all of the little things around his room that remind me of him.
Sometimes when he's at work I'll curl up in his bed and take a nap while I cling to his blankets. It's not quite the same as being with Daddy and cuddling with him, but I think it's probably the next best thing. It's cozy and comfortable.
We will not be doing cozy and comfortable things in bed right now, though. I mean, unless Daddy's cock thrusting inside of me feels very cozy and comfortable, that is. Which it kind of does now that I think about it, but it also feels like a lot of other things so I don't know if that counts the same.
I let go of Daddy's hand once we're at the foot of the bed. He stands there, smirking at me, waiting for my next move. And my next move is...
I push him onto the bed. He lands on his butt, sitting in front of me. Before he can say or do anything else, I climb onto his lap and straddle him. My panties are in his pocket so there's nothing stopping me from getting direct access to my clit right now.
My poor, sensitive, throbbing clit...
Daddy did that. He teased me so much that my clit's felt much more sensitive for the whole night. I press my palms against Daddy's chest and I push him back until he's laying on the bed with me on top of him. Slow, not wanting to tease myself too much, I grind softly against the front of Daddy's pants.
I can feel him growing bigger and bigger beneath me. My clit slides up and down his pants-covered shaft. Ohhh, yes, please, Daddy. I just want to...
I slide a little faster, grinding my clit against him, caught up in the sudden realization that Daddy's all mine right now and we can do whatever we want. I can do whatever I want to him. I didn't plan on having an orgasm like this, but now that I've started I kind of think maybe I should finish?
I'm going to. That's my plan. Except right when I think I could cum in a few more seconds, Daddy flips me off of him and onto my back. I flop onto the bed, my hips still bucking up but now I'm just grinding against empty air.
“Daddy!” I whine and whimper at him, giving him my poutiest face ever.
“Shush,” he says, whispering into my ear. “I know you wanted to be sexy for me but I need this. I need you. I want you to cum so fucking hard, Fiona...”
I shush, partly because Daddy told me to, and partly because of what he just said. How does he want me to cum? I'm very intrigued and interested and...
Daddy kisses me fast and I start to kiss him back, to make out with him, to let our tongues dance and play together, but as soon as I start he stops. He slides down my body until he's right between my legs. Wrenching my dress up, not even bothering to take it off, he pushes my thighs apart and then buries his face between them.
I let out a sharp gasp. Ohhhh! Yes, Daddy!
That would be more than enough to make me cum very very soon, but Daddy has other plans for me. He slides two fingers up and down my slit, coating them in my arousal, and then he pushes them inside me. It's not the same as having Daddy's cock inside me, but it's good in a different way. Especially now, especially because...
Daddy curls his fingers up, taking no prisoners. This is it. I'm done before I've even started. His fingers press firm against my g spot, rough and needy. He thrusts them up and down, hard. Usually Daddy starts out slow when he does this, and then he works his way up to more, but right now I'm already way past worked up. I'm ready to burst, so aroused that I feel a constant ache and greedy desire thrumming through my core.
Daddy licks up and down my clit, no more teasing, doing exactly what he knows I like and doing it in a way that he knows will make me cum quick and hard. His fingers work me like magic, pushing my impending orgasm into me, forcing me higher and higher.
I was so worked up before. I nearly came so many times. But I didn't. Daddy didn't want me to right then. I was being punished because I was kind of a bad girl and Daddy came to save me, and...
No more punishments. This is all for me. This is all pleasure.
Thank you, Daddy...
My hips rock up and down in time with Daddy's thrusting fingers. I can't control myself anymore and my entire body starts to shake. Daddy pins me to the bed with his other hand, keeping my legs spread with the rest of his arm. He licks my clit over and over, relentless, while he fucks me hard with his fingers, a never ending assault on my two most sensitive spots; inside and out.
I cum so hard it hurts, but in the best possible way. The ache spreads through my body and I want to keep aching like this forever. I love being sore after Daddy has his way with me. I love to...
My mind is a mess and I can barely think straight anymore. I'm glad we're laying on the bed because I don't think I can walk or move, either. My body tingles and I can still feel Daddy's fingers inside me, but he's not trying to make me cum anymore. He's just playing with me and touching me. It feels nice, but it's not the same. This is soft and soothing and sweet.
He slides up alongside me, fingers still in my pussy, and he kisses me gently on the cheek.
“Thank you, Daddy,” I say, kissing him back. I just kind of kiss the air next to his cheek because I'm having a hard time focusing right now.
“You're welcome, baby girl,” Daddy says, moving into my kiss and making it easier for me. “You look tired. You want to go to bed now?”
“I'm a little sleepy...” I mumble to him.
“Does that mean you're going to fall asleep on me?” he asks, smirking. “Because I was planning on making you cum again and if I remember correctly you mentioned something about covering you in white after I got you out of this dress, so...”
“Nope! I'm awake! No sleeping!” I say, snapping my eyes open. I sit up, or I try to, but I only manage to get halfway before toppling back to the bed.
Daddy laughs. “You want to try out the whirlpool? We can relax in there for a few with the lights down low. I think that'd be nice.”
“What about sex, though?” I ask, because this is a sticking point for me. “Can we have sex in there?”
“Whoa, calm yourself,” he says with a grin. “You can barely even sit up. I'll go start the water and help you out of your dress and then we'll see what we can do. Alright?”
“Alright,” I say, smiling wide. “Thank you so much, Daddy.”