I settled back in my seat of the airplane and let out a sigh. I was nervous.

The man next to me asked, “First time flying?”

I smiled politely. I had flown several times, beginning when I was four. I was now 27. “No,” I responded, “just a lot on my mind.”

He smiled back at me and asked, “Traveling for work or pleasure?”

I considered his question. I hoped to get a lot of pleasure from the trip. “Work,” I lied. I didn’t know this guy, and I couldn’t take any chances. He may know my husband.

The stranger nodded. “Well, I hope whatever has you so anxious goes well. Enjoy the flight!”

I put in my earbuds, found some music to listen to, and tried to relax. A million thoughts crossed my mind. What if he doesn’t like me? What if I’m not good in bed? He is much more experienced than I am. My husband and I started dating when I was fifteen, and I had never been with anyone else. I also worried that I looked different in the hundreds of pictures and videos I had shared, than I did in person.

The plane rocked and forced my mind away from my nervous thoughts, and to the benwa balls that he asked me to put in my pussy at the airport. The turbulence shifted the balls, and I was suddenly very aware of how wet I was. That was the point, though. That’s what he wanted. “B,” that’s what I have grown to refer to him as. When I talk to my friends, that’s what I call him. That’s what his contact information is under in my phone. B. But when I talk to him, I just call him Daddy.

I met daddy on Lush. I’m so attracted to him. He has dark hair with dark, commanding eyes. He looks really tall, with a strong chest. Plus, he has a cock that literally makes my mouth water. Outside of being so attracted to his physical appearance, daddy has helped me through a tough time in my marriage.

My husband isn’t always a nice guy. I’m not allowed to have friends or do things I like. My husband also isn’t very adventurous in bed. I’m at a time in my life when I want to try new things. Be spontaneous. Have multiple orgasms. I want to experience bondage, a threesome, and fully submitting to someone.

Daddy played out a lot of these fantasies with me. So, I couldn’t pass it up when I had the opportunity to meet him in person. I would arrive around 10:00 AM, and we would be together 48 straight hours before I had to get back to the airport. My head swam with possibilities. He is the type of guy who knows what he wants and isn’t afraid to go for it. I can’t stop anticipating what the next couple of days might involve.

I glanced at my watch. We would be landing anytime. I felt my stomach flip. For a brief moment, I considered not going through with it. But deep down, I knew I needed this just as much as B did.

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Standing in the airport, I searched for signs directing me to baggage claim. That’s where B would be picking me up. I took a deep breath, pulled up my thigh-high boots, and headed in that direction. As I approached security, I saw someone standing there, waiting. I saw him smile big and knew it was daddy. I ran to him. He immediately grabbed my face and pulled me in, kissing me hard. His hand traveled to my waist and gripped me tight. I got so caught up in the moment; I almost forgot we were standing in the airport.

I pulled away and looked up at him. He grabbed my hand and lead me to baggage claim. The conveyor belt for my flight hadn’t started moving yet. I was still so nervous. I have never done anything like this. I turned to daddy, trying to think of something to say. As I opened my mouth to speak, daddy grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in again. He wanted to kiss me. I was still coming down from the high of his last kiss. I already loved kissing him so much. But I also wanted to leave him really wanting me.

I pulled back, looking him straight in the eye. I smirked at him. Daddy squeezed my hand and tugged, pulling me towards him. He leaned in again, but I took a step backward. Daddy smiled. He knew I loved to tease. He retook a step towards me and gave me a stern look as he said, “Kiss me”. I smiled flirtatiously. I bit my lip and turned my face up towards his. I kissed him softly, just barely letting my tongue drag against his. He grabbed my ass tightly and kissed me deeper.

Just then, the conveyor belt kicked on, and suitcases started popping out. I noticed my bag was the very first one. I thought that was lucky. We'd get to the hotel even sooner than I had anticipated. Daddy got my suitcase for me and asked if I was ready. I nodded, and he grabbed my hand as we walked to his car. He was such a gentleman, taking my suitcase and never letting go of my hand. He opened my car door for me and waited for me to get in. He closed my door and walked around to the driver’s side.

As soon as he got in the car, he grabbed my face firmly and held it tight, really possessively. Like I was his. He pulled my face close to his, but then just kept me there. I smiled against his mouth and then pressed my lips to his. He kissed me so hard. His hand traveled down my neck and to my chest. He let his hand drop to my leg. He squeezed my thigh before running his hand between my legs. He moaned as he kissed me.

I pulled away and turned to put my seatbelt on. I was ready to leave. I was ready for it to be just us. I couldn’t wait to get to the hotel. Daddy grabbed my hand again and held it as he pulled out and left for the hotel. He eventually had to take his hand back as he navigated traffic. I took this as an opportunity to put my hand on his leg. I laid it on his upper thigh, in a very innocent way… at first. We came to a red light, and he turned to kiss me again. I pushed my hand up his leg even further. His cock was hard. I rubbed him through his jeans. I heard him take a deep breath. He wasn’t expecting that. I kept my hand positioned over his cock the rest of the drive, rubbing and squeezing him occasionally. I couldn’t wait to get to the hotel with him. My pussy was dripping in anticipation.

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We finally made it to the hotel, checked in, and arrived on our floor. Daddy opened our door, and we walked in. We both dropped our luggage right where we were standing. I stepped towards him, just as he was lunging for me. We were grabbing at each other’s clothes as we kissed. I sat back on the bed to pull my thigh-high boots off.

Daddy sat on the bed, and I climbed on top of him, straddling him. I pushed my pussy down against his crotch. He was SO hard. I started to grind against him. He grabbed my ass hard and slapped it. I could feel his cock straining against his jeans, up towards my pussy. I moaned into his mouth. My hands were on his shoulders, and I brushed my thumbs over the sides of his neck.

He moved his hands from my ass and grabbed my tits. He was breathing hard, and it was so hot to see how turned on daddy was for me. He pushed me off his lap and stood up. I laid back on the bed to pull my benwa balls out. I could feel how wet my pussy was. Daddy stared at me, watching me undress, as he unbuttoned his jeans. He pushed his jeans down and stepped out of them. He then pulled his shirt off and finally pushed his boxers down. He came back to the bed and sat down next to me.

His. Cock. Was. Huge.

I mean, in pictures and videos, his cock looked incredible. In real life, I was completely mesmerized. I crawled down to his cock on all fours. I was in awe and wanted to see it up close. I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock. He was so thick. I stroked him long and slowly. I bent down to bring my tongue to his cock. I wrapped my lips around just the head and swirled my tongue over the tip. I heard him let out a long sigh in enjoyment. Hearing his validation only made me more excited. I started moving my mouth further down his cock, trying to take him deeper. I was struggling. Daddy was seriously so thick. I wasn’t used to his size. He was thrusting into my throat, getting deeper and deeper.

But he pulled me off his cock. He pushed me down flat on my back and pushed my legs open wide. He ran a finger slowly up my slit, and then back down. He started to push one finger into my pussy, to feel how tight I was. As he pushed his finger in me, he growled. I had told him my pussy was tight. I wasn’t sure if he believed me, though. Hearing him growl like that, I could have orgasmed right then. It was the sexiest sound ever. My pussy gushed, and daddy seemed so excited. He pushed himself down and got between my legs. He ran his tongue long and slowly up to my clit. He started eating my pussy, and I moaned. It had been so long since someone had savaged my pussy like that. I was so excited, and so turned on. I wanted to be on top of him.

I pushed myself up onto my knees. But daddy didn’t lay down. He followed me and got on his knees. He pulled me toward him and kissed me hard. I reached out for his cock and slowly stroked him. He pushed one finger back into my pussy and started finger fucking me until he could fit a second finger in. He curled both fingers to hit my g-spot. As he did, he pressed his palm against my clit. I pumped daddy’s cock at the same speed he fingered me. He was moving faster, and his palm was grinding against my clit. It felt amazing. I don’t even know how to describe how amazing it felt. I heard daddy say, “Cum for me, Morgan. Cum for daddy”. I felt my orgasm building. But hearing daddy tell me to cum, I couldn’t hold it back. I came so hard. It felt like it was lasting forever. A wave of feelings I had never experienced hit me. I was lost in how amazing it felt when I was brought back to reality. I heard daddy say, “Oh my god… you’re squirting!”

I hadn’t realized I was squirting, but now I could feel my pussy juice all over my legs and the bed. “Oh fuck, that was so fucking hot”, he said. He grabbed me at my waist and laid me on my back. Before I knew what was happening, he was pushing his cock in my pussy. Feeling his massive cock drive into me, nearly sent me into another orgasm. The curve of his cock hit my g-spot. It was incredible. I’ve never had my g-spot hit like that during sex before. Nothing could compare to this. It felt amazing. He was fucking me with short, fast thrusts. He grabbed my shoulders and pulled my body down harder on his cock. He growled in my ear, “I want you to cum for me again. Cum on my cock.” I moaned, hearing his instructions. I let go and felt my pussy grip his cock tighter. I was in shock. It isn’t easy for me to cum without my clit being stimulated.

Daddy rolled over onto his back. I climbed on top of him, straddling his cock. I eased myself down, feeling his cock stretch me. I was still so surprised by how his cock filled me. I started to ride daddy’s cock, slowly at first. I pulled up, just holding the tip of his cock in my pussy. Then, I slowly pushed down, taking the rest of him in me. Keeping his cock buried in me, I started to grind against him. He grabbed my ass, and I increased my speed. I laid down on his chest and moved my hips faster, so I could drive my ass up and down, pushing my pussy on and off his cock more quickly.

Riding him felt so good. But I wanted to taste my pussy. I climbed off his cock and flipped around to face the opposite direction. Straddling his face, I laid down his body and positioned my face over his cock. I sucked him 69 style, as he licked my pussy. I was trying to focus on taking his cock deep in my throat. But his tongue felt unbelievable. And it made it difficult to concentrate. I was moaning on his cock, and knew I was going to cum again soon. I moved off his face and got in front of him. I wanted to make him cum so badly, and I thought I could get him deeper in my throat if I repositioned.

I was blowing him sloppily. Saliva was hanging from my chin. I cupped his balls and massaged them as I swallowed his cock. I felt like he was getting close. He started thrusting into my throat, hard. My eyes were watering, and I was gagging hard, feeling his cock hit the back of my throat. I suddenly felt his hands on the sides of my face. He was holding me in place, and he was fucking my face fast. He started to moan, and I felt his cock beginning to twitch in my mouth. Then, I felt his cock explode, cum hitting my tongue and throat. I wanted to swallow all of it, but he came a lot more than I was anticipating. I swallowed what I could, while some of his cum spilled out of my mouth and onto the bed.

Still holding my face, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and kissed me. He held me tight for a few minutes while we both recovered. As he was holding me, I wondered what the rest of our time together would be like. I smiled to myself, knowing the next 40 hours were going to be phenomenal.

* To be Continued *