Sensual Smut Conversations And Thoughts

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I know it's been some time since Daddy has allowed you to cum. That's why I'm doing this. While you suck my cock, I'll edge you over and over again. My two fingers, sliding deep inside your achy, needy wet mess, curled up a little as my thumb just touching and teasing your tiny little clit. Gently pressing to remind you that you're not allowed to cum until Daddy says so.

I know... baby, I know it's frustrating, and we do this some days when you try to be extra cute, when you try to show that attitude, and you think you can get away with it. That's why today I am in a different mood. Today I'll push you over the edge while my cock is in your mouth. A ruined orgasm should hold you for a little while and remind you, remind you that you are my slut and I am your owner. Do you want, do you want now Daddy to make you cum? Then ask, then ask like a slut that you are... then ask and beg for it. And Daddy may let you cum.

As Daddy's cock slides deep inside you, his fingers teasing and rubbing your tiny little clit, and you cum over and over until your eyes roll up. You asked for it. You begged for it. You're going to try harder and harder. If I sense you're holding back, well, that's what the Daddy's rough hands and belt are for. And you know how much I like to see your ass redder, and your pussy plump and puffy than it is now. How they get to that shade and shape is up to you.

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Daddy has told you how important it is for you to keep your focus on your education and studies.

Well, Daddy has devised study sessions for you: morning, evening, and impromptu oral tests.

No, I don't like to give you a break even early in the morning. You need to start the day out right—a study session that keeps you wet and thoroughly edged. Your clit twitching as it's denied over and over while your g-spot is seduced, triggering those perfect little spasms that try to hug my fingers. It makes the day feel so much better, doesn't it?

And I'm going to continue licking your wet pussy. Remember, you're not allowed to cum. Stay there, wide open, and hold back your orgasm, because that's what obedient sluts do. And you don't cum without permission.

Daddy's two fingers slide deep into your needy cunt, curled up and touching against your sweet spots, keeping you on the edge and desperate while his tongue and lips tease your achy clit.

That's how I begin your morning study sessions.

Meaning time in the evening....

At that library, you have been hiding yourself in the most discreet corner, deep in the back, your secret and quiet place. You are trying to read something.... trying harder and harder to grasp those equations, theories, and concepts in your mind. You forget that Daddy has made you wear a remote-controlled vib inside your pussy as part of your evening study session.

It is time for your studies. Daddy teases you with the vibrator from the remote control app as he takes notes and pretends to be busy with the work. Your shoulders hunch and your head bows over the open book as you try to draw as little attention as possible to yourself.

I tease you more towards orgasm without mercy. You quiver. You're anticipating an orgasm. I dial the vibrator back down to its lowest setting, and a gasp "No!" leaves your lips as your hands go down from the table to your needy pussy and clit. I smile knowing how desperate you are for that orgasm. Your eyes are gazing compulsively, whether anyone is looking or not.

The study session continues for some more time; sometimes I dial the setting a little higher and then dial it down to the lowest setting.

You try to close your two legs. A message pops onto the screen of your phone, "Keep them open for Daddy!" Follows a second message, "And take those fucking hands away, slut."

You mumble in dying whispers, "Please, you can't! Not here."

"If you're quiet, no one will know. Do you want everyone to find out what a slut you're... huh, do you?"

You suddenly try to distract yourself, adjust your hair, and then your top as your hand brushes the breasts and pointy nipples that Daddy has been rubbing and pinching every morning study session. "You already have a punishment coming for taking your hands away from the table. Both hands back on the table."

"Sir!" Your face is red with humiliation. Your palms tremble as you place them face down on the table on a pile of books and papers.

Your hand cannot resist returning to touch you through the thin fabric of your panties. When your thighs clamp your hand, your free hand pinches your nipples hard until you relent with mortified silent gasps. Your fingertip slips into your panties, rubs your clit and pushes against the small vibrator soaking inside.

"You'll cum on those fingers like a good girl, and you will beg me to let you cum. We both know how loud you get, slut. And the irony is that you cannot scream inside a library. Shhhh..shhh yes, yes. You can't cum until you carve something into this table. "

"Nnnhh...sss... sir, I can't! It's vandalism of public property. I may get in trouble...."

"You'll get in more trouble if someone walks over here and sees you with your hand inside your panties, and one hand pinching your nipples as you're begging for my cock."

You can imagine my voice murmuring in your ears. You want to kiss me deep while holding me. Your pussy gushes even more, and you imagine my evil smirks.

"Do it. I want you to carve 'Slut's Table' right there. Then I may let you cum. Don't you like that? You haven't cum in quite a few days, haven't you?"

Your eyes roll back in your head. You can feel, you're almost there at the edge.

"You know what I have in my pocket? Your ruined cute little panties from yesterday's study session. I'll shove them in your mouth as a gag .... if you misbehave......"

"Do you want to cumnow? Tell me you slut."

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