Happy Moaning Monday! May the memories of the weekend keep your spirits up, and may the day bring pleasures that make for the most exquisite moans… 😉😏
Now, this one won’t have many gifs…so, use your imagination…
It’s been an insane morning, trying to keep up with (1/15)
the rush of month end, but midway through, you text me a video. Confused, I open it. It’s a video of the inside of a restaurant, and my confusion grows until the camera focuses in on me, and I realize it was taken while I was at dinner with my family Saturday night. I (2/15)
blush, remembering exactly what you were doing during the meal, specifically what you were doing to me, and I am shocked I didn’t know you were watching. But I can’t stop as my mind wanders back…
As I was getting ready to go, you came in and told me that you had a (3/15)
task for me. You place our favorite discreet toy on the bed, saying, “you’ll wear this. And you will not cum.” “Bbbuuuu….ummm…,” I stammer, “you’re not even coming to dinner though. How will you know?” “I’ll always know. Daddy knows his girl, doesn’t he,” you say, (4/15)
lightly kissing my neck. “Fuck…yes, of course Daddy.” I follow my instructions to the letter, ensuring that the toy is in place before walking out of the door. My cheeks are flushed walking to the car, still imagining your hard cock pressed against me as you gave me a (5/15)
deep kiss when I walked out of the door. “Remember, be my good girl,” you said, with a light slap on the ass. I drive to the restaurant, find my family, and get settled at the table. As always, I forget I’m wearing the toy until the appetizers arrive, and it suddenly (6/15)
springs into life, causing me to nearly spit out the sip of water I had just taken. I take a deep breath to settle myself, and easily deflect the inquiries over my health as I had nearly choked on my water. I receive a text from you, “bet you forgot again. Hope you (7/15)
weren’t drinking anything.” I look at it confused, but brush off the comment, focusing on keeping my composure as the vibrations fluctuate randomly, pushing me closer and closer to cumming. As soon I think I can’t resist, that you wouldn’t know if I came just once, (8/15)
the toy goes dead, with another text. “Now, be a good girl and eat your appetizer.” I take a few deep breaths and eat, quickly getting absorbed back into the conversation. Once I’m finished eating, the buzzing starts lightly again, and I have to again concentrate to (9/15)
keep my composure. You keep timing it perfectly so that my lapses in concentration can be covered as you turn it on and off randomly, at times when my family likely wouldn’t notice the moments when my attention turns inward, as I have to focus and concentrate not to (10/15)
break your rule. I make it through dinner successfully, but then dessert is brought out, as it's my father’s birthday. The staff crowds around the table, and all eyes switch to him, as everyone starts to sing a raucous version of happy birthday. At that moment, the (11/15)
toy goes on high, and I have to grip the table as the sensations overwhelm me. My eyes roll back and close, as I suddenly cum hard, somehow managing to hide the twitching of my hips as they buck lightly and I bite my lip to contain any moans. Once my brain starts to (12/15)
function again, I realize I’ve broken your one rule. My cheeks, already flushed, burn as I imagine your reaction. My notification pings. “You had one rule. What was the one rule?” “I could not cum. I’m sorry Daddy. Wait, how did you know??” “When you get home, you (13/15)
will strip and wait, on your knees in the bedroom. Do you understand?” “Yes Daddy.” “I’ll see you at home, my naughty girl.” Dinner wraps up and one of my aunts notices my anxiousness to leave. “Do you have somewhere else to be,” she asked jokingly. “Yes, on my knees… (14/15)
ummm, I mean I have to scrub the bathroom floor and just want to get it done,” I respond, quickly walking to my car as I can feel my arousal starting to drip down my thighs, and my mind starts to consider Daddy’s punishment… (15/15)
May the middle of the week provide supple mounds of inspiration to help build your thirst… 😉
Playtime…Part 7
She reaches to her side, stroking their plaything’s hair back from her face, tracing the line of her jaw, looking in her eager eyes for a moment, (1/17)
before she looks up at him. “I think our good little pet has earned a good, hard orgasm, Daddy. And I want to watch.” Standing, she kisses him sweetly on the cheek before moving to the chair he recently vacated, spreading her legs wide, and looking at them expectantly. (2/17)
He directs their playmate to lie on her back, so he can watch his girl and their toy simultaneously. Lying in front of her on the bed, she helps gather the brown strands, ordering them neatly on the bed as he gets into position between her thighs. He bends forward on (3/17)
May your Tuesday tantalize your mind, tease your senses and leave you yearning for hump day… 😏
Playtime…Part 6…
Feeling her lips around him, seeing her eyes looking up at him, he can’t help himself. He grabs the sides of her head and begins to thrust in and out (1/16)
of her hot mouth, her tongue dancing along his length with each stroke. Their toy’s hand stretches out, and she helps guide it to his balls, where her hand pulls and kneads him, making him groan, thrusting faster. Her hands grip his thighs to keep her balance, she (2/16)
starts to groan, deep in her throat as the brunette lavishes attention on her clit, making his cock vibrate. He thrusts his entire length into her mouth as she starts to cum again, making her gag as the orgasm overwhelms her, releasing her as her body starts to (3/16)
May the new week bring new pleasures to feed your mind and tease your senses.. 😏
Playtime…Part 5…
The teasing touches, fleeting contact with the very tip of their toy’s tongue as she traces her pussy’s contours drive her wild. She fights to keep her eyes (1/13)
fixed on his, but her tongue just feels so good, so her eyes close, one hand resting on her breast, toying with the nipple, the other stroking the brunette’s hair, as the sensations start to build. His eyes are locked on the scene before him, one hand absently (2/13)
stroking the panties lying on his knee, his cock throbbing, desperate for attention, and he savors the anticipation. He’s been plotting and planning as he’s watched, and he’s nearly done being patient. He wants to play, but forces his attention back to the bed, (3/13)
May this hump day give you the enjoyment of the most pleasurable of humps, and leave you satiated for as long as possible…even if that’s only mere moments… 😏😉
Daddy’s punishment last night was very thorough, and very fun. I mean it was awful, and I learned my lesson… (1/12)
yeah, right. 👀😈 The restraints, the blindfold, all of the sensations, stretching the limits of both body and mind. I wake up with a very large smile on my face, which quickly turns to a grimace as I try to move. I’m suddenly grateful that my desk has a very soft, (2/12)
very comfortable chair. I lay there for a moment, trying to winnow my morning to-do list down to the essentials, and only those that require the most minimal of bending to accomplish. As I start to struggle to a seated position, you come into the room carrying a (3/12)
Happy Tuesday! May the day gift you many tasty treats, tantalize your senses and feed you the most delicious of pleasures… 😏
It’s been a rough patch at work, lots of stress, lots of issues. I manage to get through the morning, but when you get home mid-afternoon, I’ve (1/10)
reached a point where I just need a break. You’re still downstairs, grabbing something to eat before coming upstairs, but I’m impatient and don’t want to wait. I text you with “come find me.” After a few minutes, I’m starting to get worried, so I text again, “please, (2/10)
I need you.” I finally get a response of “just give me a minute.” I text back, “okay, but you’re going to miss it, and you’ll be disappointed.” As I hear your footsteps on the stairs, I quicken my pace, making sure I’m ready. You step to the outside of the door and (3/10)
All she could think was how she was his pride. She could see it in the way his eyes shone as they passed over every inch of her body, as he contemplated the evening ahead, and began to build a fantasy for her pleasure, the only thing he treasured (1/4)
more than her. He smiled, and began speaking. Quietly at first, walking around her, lightly tracing his fingers across her skin, detailing the things she would do to him, what he wanted from her. And, once she nodded her assent, he began to slowly give her (2/4)
a description of the things he planned to do to her, and how he expected her body to react, making every nerve ending in her body tingle, her breath coming short. At the end, he pulled her (3/4)