I pulled out my trusty lacy black bra and tossed it on my bed as I searched through my underwear drawer for the matching thong. I ran a hand through my curled copper red hair and rummaged through my lingerie, stepping into the thin black g-string after I found it, sliding it up between my thighs and resting above my hipbones.
Even the pressure of the lace on my clit made my insides slightly clench. I had been aroused all day in anticipation of what was to come tonight. I glanced at the floor-length mirror to my right and admired my breasts in the warm rays of light from the sunset shining through the window. My breasts had always been something I'd been confident about, round and perky, with sensitive nipples that were aching to get some attention tonight.
I matched with an older man on tinder who messaged me that he was a dom with a daddy kink and wanted to play around with me, and after having a secret fantasy of being submissive to an older man for years, I decided I would meet him at his house for drinks and see what happens. His pictures showed him as a handsome man in his forties with dark brown, slightly silver hair, dressed in top dollar clothing and places like wineries, mansions, or in front of what I'm sure to be his fancy yellow sports car.
When messaging me the details for tonight, he told me my first instruction was to wear a dress. His next message made me shudder as I read. "This is so I can slide my hand across your clit and into your cunt without having to wait for your pants to come off... You'll learn quickly that Daddy struggles with patience. Especially when it comes to his baby girl's pleasure."
I sat down on the edge of the bed, and still looking at myself in the mirror, spread my legs by instinct and opened my mouth slightly to slide my finger across my tongue. I got it nice and wet and then traced my finger down across my nipple, circling around and pinching slightly, which made me suck in a small gasp. I was so fucking horny. I needed a release before I left to meet this man or else I was genuinely concerned I might drip onto the seat from being so wet.
I pinched my nipple as I brought my other hand down to my pussy and slid my fingers underneath the tight lace, rubbing up and down my folds slowly, sliding the wetness that had been accumulating all day along my pulsing clit. I moaned as I circled my clit and naturally started grinding into my fingers, craving more. Craving his hands. His instruction. His cock inside me, fucking me until we both cum on his command.
I pulled the thong off and rubbed my clit faster until I simply had to lie back, spreading my legs completely wide open and fucking myself until I was on the edge. I ground into my fingers as if they were his and imagined his tongue on my clit as I groaned into my orgasm, arching back and gasping for air as I rubbed my dripping wet pussy. I laid there for a moment and got my wits together before I cleaned up, pulled my thong back up my thighs and clasped the matching lacy red bra behind my back.
I pushed my tits up and twisted around so I could see my ass, adjusting the thong so it sat perfectly on my hips to accentuate the roundness of my ass. I slipped on a satin, dark brown mini dress and small gold hoops with short pearly white heels, quickly put on some dark red lipstick and messaged him that I was headed to his place.
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I pulled up to a large white house with pillars that made it look almost regal and parked my car at the front of the circular stone driveway. I knew he had money, but I didn't know he was this rich. I felt my pussy leak a little bit into my thong as I got out of the car and started walking up to the front door, attempting to compose myself. He must've seen me coming because he stepped out as I was almost there, locking eyes with me immediately. I stopped in my tracks as he slowly looked me up and down before smirking and settling back onto my eyes.
"Welcome baby girl. You're even more beautiful in person," he said as he took my hand and led me inside, which was unsurprisingly just as nice as the outside. He exuded dominant confidence in a way I hadn't experienced before, I mean him simply grabbing my hand and leading me into the living room was enough to make my pussy throb and remind me of the unbearable wetness between my legs. He stopped us before the couch and locked eyes with me again, his deep blue eyes staring down at me with a fire behind them that made me want to submit to him almost on instinct.
"Before the fun begins, it's time to lay a few ground rules. First, I'm in charge tonight. Whatever I tell you to do, you do. And whatever I don't tell you to do... that's right, you can't do. No cumming until you have my permission. You don't want to see Daddy get angry, do you?" as he leaned in and inhaled along my neck, grazing his teeth across my earlobe. I felt his hand slide up my waist as he cupped my breast and squeezed, continuing to do so as he said, "Secondly, if there's anything you don't want me to do, best to tell me now before we get in the heat of the moment. I can already tell I won't be able to help myself with you, you beautiful fucking whore already moaning for me. I bet you're already wet for me, aren't you? Huh? Use your words when I speak to you. Tell me now if there's anything you don't want me to do."
I struggled to find the air to speak when all I could think about were his strong hands squeezing my tits and sending shockwaves down to my aching pussy, but I managed to say, "I'm all yours, Daddy. Use me however you want. I need it. I need you" before I gasped for air. He lifted me up into his arms so I was straddling him right above his bulge and ravingly pressed his lips into mine, walking us down the hallway towards somewhere I wasn't sure. I didn't care, I just wanted him, and I wanted him now. We broke apart for air and he set me down as he hastily unlocked the door and my jaw dropped as he smirked at me.