My Hidden Life Exposed

The Photo Reveal - Part 1

The morning of my appointment with Natalia I woke before Daddy's alarm went off. I had a nervous excitement within me. I looked over at the time and realized Daddy's alarm would be going off in about twenty minutes. More than enough time I thought to myself.

I turned over to find Daddy on his back, his one arm above his head, the other beside his body. The sheet wasn't pulled completely up his chest, I could see his shoulders and pecs, his nipples peeked out from the edge of the sheet. I bit my lip while admiring this handsome man in my bed, in our bed. I glanced further down his body to find his cock standing at attention like it usually does in the morning. There it was holding the sheet up like a tent pole.

I swiftly and deftly pulled the covers to the side and then like a cat pouncing on a mouse I engulfed his cock with my mouth. I took his balls in my hand gently and massaged them while grabbing the base of his cock and allowing myself to just suck on his head. Then licking the rim of his head, then up and down his shaft.

Daddy begins to stir, yet he hasn't moved his hands. I continue to nibble and suck on his cock. I can begin to taste pre-cum. I decide that I want to feel him inside of me, so I quickly let go of his cock from my mouth and straddle his hips, grabbing for his pole to steady it and line it up with my moist pussy. I feel his head start to pass my inner lips, and in one fluid motion let go of his cock and drop my pussy right over him. I begin to ride him, grinding my pelvis to his as I bottom out on his cock. His rigid member feels wonderful, filling my wet pussy, stretching my walls.

I continue to bounce up and down on his cock my eyes closed and head back, relishing the feel of being so full. Suddenly I feel hands on my hips gripping me, and his hips are rising to meet my falling driving his member deeper into my womb. I begin to moan, and whimper it feels sooo good. I can feel him swelling inside of me, then I hear him begin to groan. He pulls my hips to his and holds me there as I feel jets of hot cum filling me. My orgasm, that has been building since my grinding on his pelvic bone before he woke, releases it's first wave I feel myself begin to squirt.

"That's it baby, cum on Daddy's cock, make him all wet with your cum." he coos.

That was all I needed to fully release my orgasm and wave after wave hits me, I continue to squirt, soaking the bed, soaking Daddy. He reaches down and diddles my clit, making his finger wet. He puts his finger in his mouth and sucks of the juices from my pussy.

"Mmm.. sweet." he says.

I collapse on to his chest, hot, sweating and breathing hard. I haven't cum with such force in some time. He rubs my back and pushes my wet hair away from my eyes, and begins stroking my face. He reaches for his phone and sees what time it is.

"My alarm is about to go off, let's get up and hop in the shower, I need to get going to the office." he says.

"Yes, Daddy..." I say as I climb off, and throw a robe on to go wake the kids. The plan for today was to drop them at a friends house before I head to see Natalia.

I return from waking the kids to find Daddy in the shower, drop my robe, and slip into the shower wrapping my arms around Daddy and having my hands find his cock and give it a gentle stroke and tug. We stay embraced in each other for a few seconds, though honestly I could have stayed like that for hours. I can never not touch his cock enough, or the rest of his manly body. He loves my imperfections, I too love his. The fact he doesn't have a washboard stomach, but instead a slight paunch. I don't care, he's got a dad bod, and I love it. His stomach is soft yet firm to lie on in bed, but not hard like a washboard might be.

Eventually I let go and we trade places in the water. Just as I've gotten my hair wet I feel Daddy's hands running through my hair soaping it with shampoo. I love when he washes my hair, feeling his strong hands on my scalp, running his fingers through my hair. I turn to face him and stare into his eyes. I can see his love for me in them. What was it that he said, something about wanting me to see myself through his eyes, the way he sees me.