I set a homemade apple muffin next to Daddy’s travel mug. He pauses to kiss me and squeezes my round bottom.
“Happy anniversary! I’m going to miss you today, Daddy.”
“Happy anniversary, baby girl. Eleven years.”
“I wish you didn’t have to go to work today, Daddy.”
“Unfortunately, I have some important meetings this morning. But before I go, I have a surprise for you. It’s been a while since I’ve given you some tasks.”
I perk up. Giving me tasks was how we first connected online years ago.
Normally, Daddy can’t be bothered at work. Apparently, not today. This is new. I am nervous but excited.
He hands me a small, folded piece of paper.
With shaking hands, I slowly unfold the paper. The request is vague, by intent. Chronicle my erotic thoughts throughout the morning and send a combination of voice memos, pictures, and videos. Every hour, on the hour. Oh, and no cumming.
If I am a good girl all morning, I have permission to play with my friend Jess this afternoon.
He pulls me into another kiss. “I expect you to be on time, baby girl,” he says with a wink as he walks out the door.
*****
9:00 AM
A voice memo. My voice is small and shy. “Daddy, I just finished working out. I’m sweaty.” Attached are two pictures. The first is my spandex outfit, my olive skin contrasting with the pale pink. The second is a close-up of my cameltoe, the folds of my lips clearly outlined.
10:00 AM
A short video. I am in the shower, rubbing my pussy. With one leg up on the shower bench, I pant while my fingers plunge inside. “Daddy, I wish you were here.” My breasts bounce as I near orgasm, but I hold off. I’m not allowed to cum, yet.
11:00 AM
Another short video. I am standing at the kitchen sink, busy washing dishes. It looks innocuous until I push my pink t-shirt over my plump breasts. I take an ice cube from my water glass and slowly tease my nipples until they harden. I proceed to pinch and pull tautly. It hurts, but I love it. I groan.
12:00 PM
A third video. Longer this time. I am holding my favorite dildo. It’s 10-inches long, thick, and veiny. I circle my tongue around the tip, staring into the camera the entire time. Slobber forms as I start to fuck my mouth. I choke on it. Gagging, I pull it out and take a breath. Glug. Glug. Glug. I push it further and hold it for you to see. I know you love how my throat bulges when I finally take the entire rubber cock.
*****
Shortly after 1:30 PM
I am standing in the kitchen, leaning over the countertop, wearing only my pink t-shirt. My eyes are closed. I am naked from the waist down and have a pink toy shoved deep inside my pussy. My friend Jess is on speakerphone. She is controlling the toy using a phone app while my fingers vigorously circle my clit.
“Oh, babe, right there. That feels so fucking good!”
My phone is resting on the counter in front of me, allowing me to control an identical toy Jess is using. Her voice responds breathlessly over the speaker, “Oh fuck, baby, I am close. I need to run to the bathroom. Wait for me…”
I open my eyes and smile, hearing her heels click down her office hallway. Jess gets off playing with me while at work, always rushing to the restroom to cum.
I smile to myself, thinking about the time she didn’t make it… That was exceptionally hot.
I don’t hear Daddy when he walks into the kitchen, but I do hear him set his travel mug on the kitchen island.
Daddy doesn’t say a word. He simply watches me squirm as I attempt to use the app to accelerate the speed of Jess’s toy.
“Babe! Fuck! Slow down! I’m not ready to cum yet,” Jess whimpers.
I giggle and adjust the vibration. Then I feel Daddy’s arms around me. He kisses my neck and reaches between my legs. Pushing my hand aside, he takes my clit between his thumb and index finger and squeezes hard. With his other hand, he reaches under my t-shirt and pinches a still tender nipple. Daddy knows how much I love pain play. But more importantly, I know how much it turns him on. As he leans into me, I can feel his cock get hard.
“Yes, Daddy! Yes!”
Jess’s voice cuts through, “Oh shit! Is he home? Will he be mad?”
She doesn’t know Daddy knows all about our sessions. I tell him everything. It’s what good girls do.
He slowly steps back and unzips his pants. “On your knees, baby girl. Suck,” he commands.
“Jess? It’s okay. He’s going to join us, okay?”
Daddy smiles because it’s cute how I ask permission when Jess’s input is irrelevant.
I drop down to my knees and open wide to accommodate his thick cock. He shoves it in my mouth. I gag a little at first, but I slowly breathe through my nose. My throat relaxes, allowing him deeper.
He grunts in approval as he bottoms out.
The voice on the phone asks, “Babe? What’s going on? Are you going to get in trouble?”
I can’t answer with Daddy’s cock in my mouth. Plus I am hyper-focused on sucking greedily as he repeatedly pulls back and aggressively plunges back in.
Daddy answers for me. “Jess, baby girl can’t answer. My cock is buried in her throat. She’s not in trouble. You just keep her pussy happy while I fuck her pretty mouth.”
Jess pauses and then responds in a husky voice, “Fuck. This is so hot!”
Daddy smiles, reaches down, and takes my phone. He makes some adjustments so he can control Jess’ toy.
As I adjust to the vibration of my toy, my hips instinctively rock back and forth. At the same time, I continue to worship Daddy’s cock.
I can hear Jess squeal as Daddy finds the perfect setting for her toy.
He whispers to both of us the entire time. “You’re both doing so good,” he murmurs. “Look at my beautiful, compliant little girls. So fucking perfect.”
Suddenly, he drops to one knee and slides his hand between my legs. He removes the toy and starts fucking me with his fingers. Reaching for the phone and repositioning it, he says, “Jess, I want you to close your eyes and listen to how wet baby girl is right now.”
Knowing he is completely satisfied with my submission while simultaneously driving Jess to the brink of tears across town pushes me close to the edge. His words are mesmerizing. It takes everything I have to stay focused.
After a few minutes, Daddy stands and declares, “I think baby girl needs to get fucked. I don’t want to exclude you, Jess. Is there anything available that you can use?”
“How big?” Jess asks.
Daddy grabs my phone and takes a short video of his cock bouncing in front of my smiling face. He hits send and patiently waits.
“Jeez. Okay. Be right back!”
We hear Jess put her phone down, scrambling to get dressed, and exit the bathroom. Less than a minute later, we hear footsteps and the door lock again. Jess’s voice comes back on the line. “I found a cucumber,” she giggles. “I’ve never done this before. What now, Daddy? Wait, can I call you Daddy too?”
“Absolutely, Jess.” Daddy winks at me. “But first, picture?”
beep
Daddy tilts the phone so I can see. On the screen is the biggest cucumber I’ve ever seen.
“That’s fucking impressive, Jess… Now, when I start fucking baby girl, I want you to get comfortable and pretend that cucumber is my cock.”
“Oh my god, you have no idea how wet I am right now,” she responds. “Tell me when you are ready. Please.”
The next thing I know, Daddy is pulling me to my feet. He forcefully bends me over the counter and thrusts his cock into me.
I moan with delight.
“Now, Jess,” Daddy commands, his voice cutting through the kitchen.
Over the speaker, Jess lets out a ragged, trembling breath as she starts fucking herself. The sound is quickly drowned out by the rhythmic, heavy smacking of Daddy’s balls slapping against my bum. He doesn’t hold back, brutally thrusting in and out of me, driving me forward against the counter with every deep plunge.
Daddy continues to talk to both of us the entire time, his voice low and hypnotic.
“That’s it, take it all, you little slut,” he growls into my ear, his hand gripping my hip so tightly it will leave marks. He looks down at the phone screen. “Are you hearing this, Jess? She’s taking every inch of Daddy’s cock while you fuck yourself with that massive cucumber. Tell Daddy you’re a good little whore too.”
“Yes, Daddy… oh god, yes,” Jess whimpers, her breathing completely out of control. “I am your personal fuck toy! I am yours… Just like baby girl!”
Jess’ words light a fire in me. My hips start rocking in an attempt to match Daddy’s frantic thrusts. I want to cum so bad. I can hear Jess sobbing softly on the other end. She’s right there with me. But I know the rules. I can’t cross the line until Daddy says so.
Sensing that we are both close, Daddy slows his pace just a little. His voice drops into a calm, almost terrifyingly dominant register.
“Jess… Baby girl… I am going to count down from five. When I say so, you are both going to cum. And when you do, I want to hear you both scream for Daddy.”
“5… 4… 3… 2… 1… Cum! Now!!”
Jess and I wail in unison, “Daddy!!!”
At the same time, my pussy starts convulsing on Daddy’s cock.
Hearing our screams and feeling me gush pushes Daddy over the edge. He grabs my hips and thrusts his cock one last time, delivering spurt after spurt into my hungry pussy.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Each word is punctuated by hard thrusts.
Daddy holds me as the last drops exit his cock. When he releases me, I slump over the counter, exhausted. Without a word, Daddy reaches between my legs and scoops his fingers into my dripping pussy. He brings his fingers to my mouth and I eagerly suck them clean.
From the phone, I hear a soft “fuck, I can’t believe I just squirted all over the office restroom.”
Daddy smiles and looks down at the phone.
“Gotta run, Jess. Baby girl will catch up with you tomorrow.”
Click.
“Happy anniversary, baby girl.”
“Happy anniversary, Daddy.”
