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Daddy/little Aftercare Date
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Daddy/little Aftercare Date Most Dominant men have a characteristic to them or that can thrill me. I will gladly enjoy a time hook up and focus upon the thrill. As my dating accounts list things like whiskey, be dominant and taller, BDSM & Daddy, I am actually able to find some people into it, not just those who message me because I am cute. Being 46 is interesting in this new-fangled online hookup dating world. Younger men are great studs, I use them accordingly. I prefer older men and I love white hair! I have ever since I was much younger. We had started talking before the weekend and he said all the right things. Liked being a sadistic Daddy, liked little space games, could host, would chauffeur me to his place. After my rumptious beating Saturday night, I was too exhausted for a first meeting Sunday night. In the morning light, the sweet Daddy texted that he had a surprise for me. He had taken the day off so that we could spend time together. His deep voice and muular form was quite tantalizing. His arms wrapped around my body as he gave me a deep hug. He was pulsing with his arms so that my breast were pushed tightly up against his hard chest. He put me in his back seat and buckled me in tight. His hands remained appropriate as he gave me a kiss on the forehead. He reached beyond me to a little bag and pulled out a binky, a bottle of milk, and Teddy Grahams. I shot into little space. His plan was to give me aftercare and sweet Daddy/little time which I haven’t been able to do in a long, long time. His house is clean but not tidy. I am a germaphobe and I will notice all of the dirt or yuck in your house. I can handle stuff not put up as long as there is not trash nor dishes lying about. He passed my cleanliness test to where we could proceed. Giggles We smoked pot in the bathroom. He went to his car to get his cigarettes and smoke while I got changed. I wore a very tight, whitish, grey spotted tank top with a big panda bear on it, a pair of red and black lace panties that ruffled layer after layer in beautiful perfection. I had over the knee white stockings with a bow. I had my security blankie, binkie and the spill proof sippy cup that had a very phallic like drinking spout. I wait for him to sit on the couch as instructed then ask if I can come in. He says yes, and his smile almost bursts his face with enthusiasm. This is what he wanted. He walks around me, kissing my neck. His hand firmly grabs my thigh and the pain from the bruises make me giggle and my pussy wetter. We go to the bedroom. I have brought some bondage equipment, but he doesn’t use them. He kisses me hard, my deliciously busted lip pulses under the pain. He lays me down on the bed and kisses me. He asks for me to suck his cock. I tease him by licking around his balls slowly. My tongue lazily rides up his long cock. It has doubled in length and gained sufficient girth by the time I reach the tip. My lips slowly part as I take my time in slow, precise decent, wiggling my tongue to spread my spit around his cock so to glide gently. He swells a little as I get close to his base. I adjust my body to achieve the correct angle for what comes next. Tilting his cock slightly, I am able to get past the back of my mouth and deep throat him. Massaging his cock with my tongue as my tip reaches his balls. “What the fuck?” He jumps back, still in my throat which meant he slid in deeper. I cautiously raise up wondering what had spurred this ill-timed outburst. Snotty and tears running down my face , I wipe my nose with the back of my hand before I meekly ask “What’s wrong Daddy?”. “What the fuck was that?” His voice was calmer but neither the look of bewilderment nor his visibly pounding heart had dissipated. “What did you just do to me?” I sat and thought about it for a moment. He is a little larger than average but nothing outside most ladies abilities that I have met. “Have you never been deep throated before?” I said incredulously. “If that is deep throating, the answer is no.” He said, finally calming down. I believed him. I continued until he orgasmed...but he didn’t. Another first for him. My deep throat skills had caused his first orgasm without ejaculation. I applauded him, then continued until it occurred twice more. He was sweating profusely, breathing rapidly, I had to call the ene so to speak. He was in perfect bliss and I felt like the fairy godchild granting special wishes. He went and took a shower then ran me a bubble bath while he went to take a nap. Unfortunately, his internal stopper didn’t work and I couldn’t find an easy solution that did not involve getting out of the tub. I squirted my baby bubble bath in anyways. I bathed using the baby wash rubbing with a yellow rubber duckie that squeaked. I smelt so good. I dried off and took the baby lotion with me to bed. He was sleepy, so he just rolled over and continued his nap as I put the lotion all over me. It made my skin super soft. He had placed a big stuffed bear in the bed for me to cuddle with as he got hot during his sleep. I eventually fell asleep. I woke up to a pounding of his cock from behind. He wore out way too quickly. Pout. I sucked his cock, he came cumpletely. He went to take a shower, I got dressed and cleaned up. He took me home. It was a perfectly pleasant afternoon. Most likely a time thing. I am mainly a catch and release kind of girl. |
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