Before we start. This was written by Starlyte. It's cross posted from a certain Fetish social media site.
WARNING
Contains references to our DD/LG dynamic. Basically she calls my Daddy and I refer to her as my little girl.
Anyway, take the floor Starlyte
THE APPOINTMENT
What we did that day was so unspeakable, unthinkable, so completely unexpected in its mundane, conventional setting, that we can hardly believe it ourselves, though we were there – we felt it. We felt that rush. We lived that moment.
As instructed, I’m on the train that morning wearing a short skirt, bare legs. It’s burgundy, paired with a cute flowery t-shirt, and black ankle boots which contrast with my pale, creamy skin. I’m hoping to make a good first impression on her. I want to look good for him too, though I know him much better he’s still very new. He approves, casually snapping a picture to text to her from his seat opposite me. We’re a lot quieter than we have been, nervous anticipation. He reminds me of the plan. It’s feeling more and more incredible as it sinks in. The appointment booked under an alias. The fucking location of the office. The reality that, yes, he’s old enough to be my dad, because today – as far as the security guard’s concerned anyway – he is.
The scary bit – we’re through, we’re past reception. Past hundreds of unknowing eyes. And there she is. The lady I’ve exchanged at most a brief hello with online. Sparkling blue eyes, blonde hair. Looking oh so very normal, compact, beautiful. Like me, this one wears her interesting on the inside. A professional greeting. With a knowing wink.
We hold in excited giggles through the corridor, then we’re finally behind the door.
“On your knees. In front of me. Face her.”
Oh, and I feel her lips against mine. A proper hello. Full of want, full of curiosity. We passionately kiss on her office floor. We’re going to do some naughty things today.
A dildo, from her desk drawer. As though that's as normal a thing to keep there as paperclips and notepads.
"Now, why don't you start by sucking my cock, little girl?", she says, holding it by her crotch, my head pushed towards it. I get it nice and wet, giving her dildo a lovely sloppy blowjob, taking it to the back of my throat. She demonstrates her expertise here also, sharing it with me. Then we turn to my Daddy. We all know how much better the real thing will be. His thick, throbbing hard cock releases onto my face. Now, what man hasn't dreamed of two lovely young ladies sharing in worshipping his beautiful penis? It is sucked, kissed, licked, stroked and pleasured by us.
“I think it’s time for your inspection. Bend over my desk.”
My cunt has been tingling and dripping. And they're going to see that, they're going to know what a little slut I am. Her hands caress and squeeze my little bum. Her fingers find themselves deep inside me. Such a strong pleasure, yet it has to be contained- noise will get us caught.
Daddy's got us both bent over her desk, dildo in one cunt, his fingers in the other, hard and fast and forceful. Intense. Dirty little sluts that we are.
Oh and her pierced little clit feels fantastic against my tongue. I think she might possibly be enjoying it too... Her beautiful body gently shaking with pleasure.
The hour’s peak intensity, I'm on the floor, pinned down and taking a brutal dildo fucking from her, Daddy pinning down my little body and clamping my mouth shut with his large strong hands. I'm so on edge. Holding back screams of pleasure. Writhing. Convulsing. My cunt clenching round that purple phallus...
We're done. Shattered. A few minutes left of our booked time to bring ourselves back human form. Then we part ways. She shows us out, and I notice... The door was never locked. |
