My Dream about Fuckfan23
Last night I had a dream about Fuckfan23.
I dreamed that he sent me a message telling me to expect a courier to arrive at my house in the morning. When the package arrived, I couldn't hold back my excitement. I shrieked like a *********** and clapped my hands together repeatedly. Unable to keep the smile from my face, I ripped open the tape on the cardboard box and inside was a cooler. I was puzzled. "ooooohh, what could it be?" I said out loud. I opened the cooler and to my surprise there was a small wooden box inside. It was beautiful, there was an evergreen tree and a skull with script that said "for my slut" burned into the wood. I opened the box to find a test tube and a note. There were very specific instructions. "Tonight you will dress up in a pretty little dress with no panties. Put the test tube of my cum in your purse and walk to your car. Once you are in the car, I want you to shove the tube into your cunt to warm up my cum, and say "I am being a good girl for Daddy". Once you get to the restaurant, order a steak dinner and wait patiently with the tube still in your cunt. When your steak arrives, I want you to take the tube out and pour my cum onto your steak and say "I am being a good girl for Daddy". Set your phone up on the table, take a video of you enjoying that cum covered steak. I want you to eat every bite. When you are finished, I want you to take a picture of your seat where I know you will have squirted from serving me. I know this is what you need baby girl. Now go make Daddy proud, be a good girl and do as you are told. XO Daddy"
I did exactly as Daddy had instructed in the note. When the waitress had come to my table to ask how my steak was, I told her it was the very best steak I had ever had. "OMG it is so juicy and tasty, I just can't get enough of it!!!!" I chimed.
She laughed and said "I am glad you are enjoying your dinner." (little did she know) how much I was enjoying it.
It amazed me how well Daddy knew my body. As I sat there, alone in the restaurant, I could feel my cunt starting to clench. With every bite, as I savoured the cum covered steak, I felt my own juices building and starting to run down my leg. I could feel the heat crawl up my neck and into my cheeks, I was so nervous that someone would be able to tell how wet I was. I tried to calm myself down, but I couldn't. Tasting and smelling Daddy's cum had put me over the edge. I was in a sexual frenzy that I couldn't stop. My stomach was doing flips and my heart started to race when I felt a drop of my own cum drip onto the top of my foot. I knew I was out of control. I knew at that moment, that my cunt no longer belonged to me. It was His. It was Daddy's cunt. It had always been Daddy's cunt, I just didn't know it.
I paid for my meal, left a very big tip for the waitress and when I got up, I was quick to put on my coat and cover my wet dress. I spilled a glass of water on my chair and apologized profusely for my clumsiness. (of course, the waitress didn't mind after seeing her tip) I walked all the way to my car feeling my thighs slid against each other lubed up with my own cum. I was remembering the taste of Daddy's cum. I needed more. As soon as I got into my car, lick an addict needing a fix, I pulled the tube out of my purse and stuck my tongue inside. I licked the edges as best as I could. Then I stuck my finger inside of the tube and pulled out the last few drops, before licking them off, I smeared a line of Daddy's cum under my nose so I could smell him all the way home. I breathed him in so deeply. When I got home I almost ran to my bedroom stuck my fingers inside of my wet pussy and came repeatedly almost in a trance, unable to stop. After about 20 orgasms my phone chimed. It was Daddy. "How was your night ***********?"
mmmmmmmmmm......... Such a good dream
I dreamed that he sent me a message telling me to expect a courier to arrive at my house in the morning. When the package arrived, I couldn't hold back my excitement. I shrieked like a *********** and clapped my hands together repeatedly. Unable to keep the smile from my face, I ripped open the tape on the cardboard box and inside was a cooler. I was puzzled. "ooooohh, what could it be?" I said out loud. I opened the cooler and to my surprise there was a small wooden box inside. It was beautiful, there was an evergreen tree and a skull with script that said "for my slut" burned into the wood. I opened the box to find a test tube and a note. There were very specific instructions. "Tonight you will dress up in a pretty little dress with no panties. Put the test tube of my cum in your purse and walk to your car. Once you are in the car, I want you to shove the tube into your cunt to warm up my cum, and say "I am being a good girl for Daddy". Once you get to the restaurant, order a steak dinner and wait patiently with the tube still in your cunt. When your steak arrives, I want you to take the tube out and pour my cum onto your steak and say "I am being a good girl for Daddy". Set your phone up on the table, take a video of you enjoying that cum covered steak. I want you to eat every bite. When you are finished, I want you to take a picture of your seat where I know you will have squirted from serving me. I know this is what you need baby girl. Now go make Daddy proud, be a good girl and do as you are told. XO Daddy"
I did exactly as Daddy had instructed in the note. When the waitress had come to my table to ask how my steak was, I told her it was the very best steak I had ever had. "OMG it is so juicy and tasty, I just can't get enough of it!!!!" I chimed.
She laughed and said "I am glad you are enjoying your dinner." (little did she know) how much I was enjoying it.
It amazed me how well Daddy knew my body. As I sat there, alone in the restaurant, I could feel my cunt starting to clench. With every bite, as I savoured the cum covered steak, I felt my own juices building and starting to run down my leg. I could feel the heat crawl up my neck and into my cheeks, I was so nervous that someone would be able to tell how wet I was. I tried to calm myself down, but I couldn't. Tasting and smelling Daddy's cum had put me over the edge. I was in a sexual frenzy that I couldn't stop. My stomach was doing flips and my heart started to race when I felt a drop of my own cum drip onto the top of my foot. I knew I was out of control. I knew at that moment, that my cunt no longer belonged to me. It was His. It was Daddy's cunt. It had always been Daddy's cunt, I just didn't know it.
I paid for my meal, left a very big tip for the waitress and when I got up, I was quick to put on my coat and cover my wet dress. I spilled a glass of water on my chair and apologized profusely for my clumsiness. (of course, the waitress didn't mind after seeing her tip) I walked all the way to my car feeling my thighs slid against each other lubed up with my own cum. I was remembering the taste of Daddy's cum. I needed more. As soon as I got into my car, lick an addict needing a fix, I pulled the tube out of my purse and stuck my tongue inside. I licked the edges as best as I could. Then I stuck my finger inside of the tube and pulled out the last few drops, before licking them off, I smeared a line of Daddy's cum under my nose so I could smell him all the way home. I breathed him in so deeply. When I got home I almost ran to my bedroom stuck my fingers inside of my wet pussy and came repeatedly almost in a trance, unable to stop. After about 20 orgasms my phone chimed. It was Daddy. "How was your night ***********?"
mmmmmmmmmm......... Such a good dream
8年前
