daddy kink!!!
( based on a personal experience, so the male name will just have to be Daddy in order to secure the actual identity of the person this is about. I will obviously be using my own name because you guys already know me ((: )
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The elevator made a 'ding' noise, signaling that Kayla had reached her floor. Looking up from her phone, she exhaled nonchalantly and waited for the heavy, steel doors to slide open. When they did, she stepped out, her heels making an utterly satisfying 'click' sound as she entered the administrator's business office. "Good afternoon, Sarah," she said as she gave a kind smile and a nod of recognition to the receptionist, not being formal enough to stop and see if her husband was in the building; she knew exactly where he was.
"Good afternoon, ma'am." Without turning around, Kayla held up her left hand in a waving fashion, flashing her huge wedding band and engagement ring to the frail girl at the counter. She could feel eyes on her as she walked down the hall, wearing a black form-fitting dress and nude heels, which bore the infamous Louboutin logo. It wasn't that Kayla minded being watched, but her husband's coworkers had become slightly too... observant for her taste. She preferred them not to ogle.
Pushing open the door to her husband's office, she stepped into the room to find him hard at work, hunched over his desk; typical. "Honey, you know what I've told you about constantly leaning over your work like that... You'll ruin your back." He looked up at her, shaking his head and smiling before straightening himself, groaning as he popped a few disks here and there; Kayla held out her hand in reference to his pain. "See? I told you..."
"Darling, I've only been there for a few minutes. Really, it's not that big of an issue. Besides, love, I've been in meetings all day; I needed to stretch out a bit." He sat down in his chair, watching his wife intently as she set her purse down on the corner of his desk, shifting slightly in his chair as she leaned over his desk to give him a kiss; he could see straight down her dress. Clearing his throat, he began to speak. "So, my love, what is it that you need? Did you just want to have lunch, or is something the matter?"
Kayla's expression immediately became a pout, and she looked at the glass desktop with somber eyes, then back up at him. "Yes, something's the matter... I've just missed you so terribly much, dear. All day, I've just been thinking about how much I need you." He knew what she meant, and it was starting to turn him on. Lately, since he had been working so much, he hadn't been home much other than to sleep. He knew it was difficult for her to be away from him for so long and to take care of their two beautiful children, but he was working on an awfully big, stressful business deal that could mean a huge pay raise for his family, even though they didn't really need it all too much. Now that he thought of it, he could use some stress relief...
"Prove it, Princess." He said to her, watching her eyes light up at the sound of her favourite nickname. Even he was getting excited as he heard it leave his lips; he hadn't used it in so long.
Kayla bit her lip, looking over her shoulder at the glass windows that looked out to the hallway, then back to him. "Right now, while you're at work...?"
"Is that an issue for you, Princess? After all, you and I both know that we've done much, much worse..." He waited patiently for her response, looking intensely at her as he watched her body language; she was thinking. He'd seen her look this exact way at least 100 tines before. Without even having to doubt whether or not she would go for it, she bit her lip again in a nervous, yet desperate fashion, which meant she was starting to get wet. "Go lock the door," he said authoritatively.
Doing as he said, Kayla turned around and sauntered over to the entrance, swaying her hips a little more than usual so her plump arse would jiggle just right underneath the fabric of her dress, making him grow more impatient. She turned the deadbolt and walked over to each of the floor-length windows and twisted the blinds shut before walking back to her husband's desk. She pushed his chair back and raised her dress just enough so she could straddle his lap, draping her arms around his neck. "Now that we're alone," she said in a low, velvety voice, leaning in to kiss him on the lips, "we can get down to business."
As she spoke, he felt himself getting hard underneath the warmth of her body as she leaned in and pressed her lips to his neck, giving him a deep purple love bite on his skin. He smirked and leaned his head back, running his hands up and down Kayla's body before grabbing a handful of her arse and squeezing. "I missed you so fucking much, baby..."
Kayla stopped sucking on his neck and pulled his face up to meet hers as she spoke softly and slightly out of breath. "I missed you more, daddy..." She brought her face close to his and took his bottom lip between her teeth, pulling and sucking on it gently before slipping her tongue into his mouth, tangling her hands into his hair and smiling into their kiss; it felt like a long-awaited reunion.
He started to rub his hand up Kayla's thigh, pulling her dress up past her waist so he could admire her panties; they were lace. She knew how much lace turned him on, and it was even hotter that she had worn them with the intention of getting fucked in his office. He pulled her body closer to him, causing friction that only made his hard-on grow as she reached down, undoing his belt and his trousers and slipping her hand into them, stroking his cock. "I want you so, so badly, daddy..."
At the sound of her plea, his cock grew harder and he let out a low groan of pleasure, placing his lips near her ear just as Kayla did moments before. "Then show me how badly you want me." With that, he reached his hand down into her panties, feeling how wet her pussy was for him as he began to softly finger-fuck her. Kayla's mouth fell open and she whimpered, sending shivers up and down his spine; he was obsessed with the little noises she made when they were being intimate.
Leaning her head against his chest for a moment whole she continued to stroke her husband's thick cock in her hand, Kayla looked up at him with an innocent expression washed across her face as she said in a quiet, pleading tone, "I want you to take me across your desk..."
"Gladly." Without needing any more prompting, he lifted his wife up with one arm around her waist and the other hand wrapped around her long hair, he bent her over and pinned her down onto his desk, placing his cock at her entrance and teasingly rubbing it back and forth on her pussy. She moaned, prompting him to give her ponytail a tug as she became wetter by the second; she was practically acting as if she'd never fucked him before and he loved it.
Within the whimpers and haggard breathing, Kayla could barely take the teasing any longer. She felt herself dripping onto his office floor, and she wanted him to fill her up already. "D-daddy, I'm so wet for you... Pretty pretty please give me your big, thick cock..." In correspondence to her request, he rammed his cock deep into her pussy, hitting her walls with such force that she almost screamed out. But before she did, he thought to cover her mouth with his free hand as he continued pulling her hair, making Kayla arch her back as he fucked her.
His strokes were long and deep; almost calculated, to a certain extent. With every thrust, it seemed as though she only tightened around his length, and after a few minutes, he started to feel an orgasm coming on. So did she. "Oh, fuck, Princess... You're gonna make daddy come, aren't you?" Kayla only nodded her head as she moaned into her husband's hand, feeling the heat build up within her as her pussy tightened in preparation for her orgasm. As if he sensed her upcoming actions, he spoke huskily into her ear. "And is princess going to come for Daddy...?"
Nodding her head once again, she felt his cock pulse inside of her. "Then come with daddy..." On cue, Kayla started to come, her legs shaking as she released all over daddy's cock. At the same time, he came deep inside of her pussy and let out a moan of intense pleasure. Pulling out, he sat down in his chair once more and breathed heavily, replacing his trousers to their former position. Kayla stayed bent over the desk, letting his come sit inside of her for a few minutes before standing again, pulling her lace panties back up, shimmying so her arse was on display for her husband.
"That was splendid, daddy... Thank you." She turned around to face him with a smile on her face. She leaned over and kissed him long and hard on the lips, and all he could think was, "My God, I fucking love this woman more every day." Turning around and straightening herself, Kayla cleared her throat and grabbed her purse. Opening the door, she turned around and blew him a kiss. "I love you, honey. Have a good afternoon. And don't forget, dinner is at 7!" With that, she was gone.
"Dear fucking Christ..." He said, rubbing his face. "I do believe she just fucked another kid out of me."
Okay, guys, that's all for this one!! I hope you loved it! As usual, PM me any requests if you have one!!
