Unexpected Daddy - The Forbidden Fu
As the dishes dry on the rack, I saunter to the nightstand by my bed. Inside, I find a bottle of lube and my vibrating dildo. My hand is shaking as I pick the toy up. It’s about six inches long, pale, veiny, and has three vibration settings. Would Sam be surprised to know that I’m so kinky? Would it turn him on?
I discard my clothes as I walk to the couch. Normally, I’d do this on my bed, but the idea of being discovered is kind of exciting. By the time I get to the couch, I’m completely in my birthday suit, with my big breasts bouncing and my pussy already moist. I lounge on the cushions in front of the door, and then with a naughty grin, stare at the door as I spread my legs so that someone coming in would have full view of my swollen slit. What if Sam burst into my apartment shirtless and coated in shimmering oil? Wouldn’t it be fun if he were wearing a cowboy hat and low-riding jeans too?
Mmmm! I imagine the scenario: Sam comes inside, kicking the door shut before doffing his hat. Then, he calls me “darlin’” as he puts his thumbs in his belt loops, and his jeans ride just a bit lower, revealing a muscular six pack. Oh, yes, I bet his body is absolutely perfect.
I gasp. The lube is cold as it drips onto my hot pussy and slides down to my ass. But thoughts of Sam continue to cloud my mind as I use the head of the dildo to rub the lube around my clit. Mmm… it’s so good. As I play with myself, my hand cups my breast, pinching and tugging at my pierced nipple.
Then, I abandon the dildo and play with myself a bit. I want this to last a bit longer because it feels so nice. I rub my little bud until my fingers are slippery with lube and my own essence. Then orgasm comes in a rush, but before the pleasure can fade away, I grab the dildo again and coat it with lube before teasing my opening with the giant toy, getting it nice and slick.
“Yeeesssss,” I hiss, gently easing it inside. The penetration is exquisite. I writhe against the couch and close my eyes. In my imagination, Sam is making love to me. He’s looking down at me with glowing blue eyes as he caresses my neck while easing that huge length inside. He tugs at my hair, whispering my name into my ear.
Sam is masterful and coaxes me into a second orgasm like it’s nothing. He’s so good at toying with my body, as if he knows it inside out. I turn up the vibration, and the pleasure is so intense I cry out. I grip the dildo harder and thrust it in and out violently, spreading my folds for this man. It’s so intense that unknown to myself, I begin a high-pitched keening, my head thrashing back and forth on the couch pillow. Oh god, it feels so good!
Electric waves of pleasure wash over me, and for a second, I think I hear a crackly voice. But it’s just my imagination and with a flick of my thumb, I turn up the setting on the vibrator so that it’s now on max. Oh god, this feels amazing. Again, I see Sam above me, his weight heavy as that huge hardness slides into my slippery folds. I want him to use my body like I’m his personal fuck toy. I gasp again and pump the dildo even faster. Oh Sam! I can hear him moaning my name in my ear. I never want him to stop!
With a mighty scream, I part my legs and let out a shout.
“Sammmmm!” is my breathless cry. “Oh yes!”
But then, to my horror, the door bursts open. Obviously, the entrant can see everything because I positioned myself to be facing the door. My legs are spread with my sweetest spot on full view, the enormous toy crammed into my pussy as I jerk violently.
“Unnnnh!” I scream again, even as my eyes go wide with horror. “Oh my god!”
But I can’t stop the contractions. Even worse, they speed up and my pussy convulses violently because it’s not just anyone at the door: it’s Sam, the man of my fantasies.
“Sam!” I cry again, throwing my head back as juices gush out from between my thighs. The dildo reaches deep within and I cry out, unable to stop myself.
But instead of being horrified, the handsome EMT takes one look at me, and steps into the apartment, closing the door behind him. The look on his face is ravenous, and if I’m not mistaken, he’s not taking no for an answer.
4
Sam
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Twenty minutes earlier.
My partner Rob pulls the ambulance into the parking lot of Prescott General. It’s the end of a long shift, and we’re both exhausted. But as we get out of the vehicle, the radio crackles to life, bringing me out of my thoughts. “EMV 33, this is dispatch.”