Love You Forever Baby Girl

bad girl

I'm sitting at home, getting more and more horny by the minute. I'm waiting for Luke to get back from hanging out with his friends. We have a rule - no touching yourself without the other's permission. But I can't help it, I'm so wet and ready for him.

I start fingering myself. I'm thinking about him, about his strong hands and the way he fucks me. I'm imagining him calling me his dirty slut and his filthy whore.

Just as I'm about to cum, I hear the door open. Fuck, Luke's back. I quickly pull my hand out of my pants and try to compose myself. But it's too late, he's already caught me.

"Taylor, what the hell are you doing?" he asks, his voice full of anger.

"I'm sorry, Daddy," I say, "I couldn't help it, I was so horny."

Luke strides over to me and pulls me onto his lap. "You know the rules, Taylor. No touching yourself without my permission."

"I'm sorry, Daddy," I repeat, looking up at him with pleading eyes.

"I'm going to have to punish you for this," he says, his hand already reaching for the button on my pants.

He pulls my pants and underwear down, exposing my wet pussy. "You're soaked," he says, his fingers tracing my lips.

"I'm sorry, Daddy," I say again, my breath hitching as he starts to finger me.

He adds a second finger, then a third, stretching me wide. I moan, unable to help myself. Luke's fingers feel so good inside of me.

"You're such a dirty girl, Taylor," he says, his voice full of lust. "You love it when I finger you, don't you?"

"Yes, Daddy," I moan, my hips grinding against his hand.

Luke continues to finger me, his thumb pressing against my clit. I can feel myself getting close to cumming again.

"Please, Daddy," I beg, my voice husky with desire. "Let me cum."

"Beg for it," Luke growls, his fingers moving faster.

"Please, Daddy, please let me cum. I need it so bad."

"Beg for it like the dirty slut you are," Luke says, his thumb pressing harder against my clit.

"Please, Daddy, I'm your dirty slut. Let me cum for you."

Luke's fingers curl inside of me, hitting that special spot that sends me over the edge. I cry out as I cum, my hips bucking against his hand.

When I come down from my orgasm, Luke pulls his fingers out of me and holds them up to my mouth. "Suck," he commands, and I eagerly comply, tasting my own wetness on his fingers.

"Good girl," he says, his hand stroking my hair. "Now go to the bedroom and wait for me. I'll be there in a minute to finish punishing you."

I do as I'm told, my pussy still tingling from the intense orgasm Luke just gave me. I'm naked except for my shirt, and I know Luke will love the sight of me when he comes into the bedroom.