July 31, 2018 – Page 2 – make me, daddy

sexysubmissivela:

When I was just over 18 years old, I went with some friends to a concert. It was freezing, I’d been drinking and smoking, and while trying to find the bathroom, I saw him. Just about 6 feet tall, but he seemed to tower over my petite 5′1 height. Mouse brown hair he kept tied back and hidden under a beanie. Glasses that couldn’t mask his mesmerizing emerald green eyes. Arms toned and tan, like they could be your greatest protectors, or the last thing you see as they wrap around your neck. He was calm and peaceful, enjoying the vibe of the reggae music, but had a very acute sense about him, something that told me he could instantly be dangerous, if he had to be. He was yin and yang. Peace and danger. Love and hate. And I was drawn to him.

I couldn’t seem to unlock myself from his gaze and began to approach him as though he had me in a tractor beam. Without saying a word, he pulled me into him, engaging a beautiful pas de deux as we began to dance to the music. Without a second thought, I took the beanie off his head and put it on my own, feeling instantly safe and secure with him. He let out a wicked smile that let me know he was loosening the rope, but he was in control. Everything about him was strategic, every move he made well thought out. As the tempo increased, he turned me around, grabbing hold of my hips and pulling me into him with the slightest amount of force. Gentle, yet demanding. As I moved my hips into him, he parted my hair away from my shoulder and began to run his lips along my neck, sending shivers down my spine. He parted his lips and began to kiss my neck, giving soft nibbles periodically, and causing me to melt. His hands still on my hips, he pulled me tighter into him, and I could feel him harden against me.

I wanted more than anything to turn around and kiss him, but I knew he wouldn’t allow it, so I continued moving my hips, moving to the rhythm of the music. He slowly moved his hands from my hips to my now wet pussy and began to touch me over my shorts. I quivered against his hand and knew I wouldn’t be able to last for much longer. I had to have him, had to get him away from the crowd and beg him to push me against a wall and take me. But he had other plans. With his free hand I felt him unbutton his pants, then move to unbutton my shorts and lower them just enough to expose the black thong barely covering my ass. He moved the fabric out of the way and, to my surprise, began to push into my ass. Knowing no one would hear me over the music and clearly didn’t even notice what we were doing, he didn’t bother to cover my mouth and kept his hands focused on touching me and keeping my balance.

“If you’re good,” he whispered, “I’ll fuck your sweet pussy next and I’ll even let you cum.” Any normal girl would be terrified, but I craved the dominance. I nearly lost it then and there, but I was a good girl. He bent me over slightly and pushed into me, keeping rhythm with the music. I felt him tense up inside me and the kisses to my neck turned into fierce bites that I couldn’t help but moan against.

“You’re mine now, understand? I’m your master now and I’m going to make sure you never forget it.” He moaned and became even more tense inside my ass. I could tell he was struggling to keep control and not fuck me with every ounce of strength he had. He began to tremble against me and whispered in my ear “it’s time” as he finally allowed himself to lose control and fuck me as hard as he possibly could and came inside my ass.

He pulled out and zipped his pants back up. He then pointed me towards the bathrooms I had been trying to find earlier. “Go clean up,” he said. “It’s your turn next, little girl.”

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Day: July 31, 2018

How would you feel about having that adorable little ass sparked when you’re naughty?

To the Rhythm