《smut one shots》Don't cum
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We were out for dinner one night. I was wearing a dress I knew he liked in hopes that it would excite him for later.
After we had finished eating he came and sat next to me so we were closer. It was sweet till he started to rub up and down my thighs. I shot a glance at him but he didn't look at me and he continued rubbing.
When he got higher up my thigh i squirmed a little and that's when he looked at me. Lust filled is brown eyes and he smirked at me.
He pushed my dress up under the table and to his surprise I wasn't wearing underwear because my dress was tight.
He whipped his head back round to look at me and whispered "naughty girl" in my ear.
I spread my legs for him so he had access and he rubbed his fingers through my folds. I let out a sigh as he started to circle my clit.
"You're so wet baby" he whispered and I let my mouth hang open as we maintained eye contact. It was very intimate even though we were in a very public setting.
He pushed two fingers inside me slowly as I tried to stifle my moans.
"Don't cum" he said and I nodded.
He started rubbing my clit while thrusting in and out of me and I felt myself getting close. I grabbed onto his wrist in an attempt to compose myself and he looked down at me with a smirk across his face.
"I'm gonna cum" I whispered to him and the half smile disappeared from his face. He kept going and asked "did I say you could cum?"
All I could do was shake my head.
"Use your mouth baby" he said quietly
"No daddy, you didn't say I could cum" I responded still whispering.
I was whining and moaning quietly when I finally crumbled. My pussy was throbbing as I came all over his fingers. He glared at me and from that look alone I knew I was done for.
He slowed down and pulled his fingers out of me and shamelessly licked them.
"I told you not to come" he said bluntly and I looked down.
"Check please" he said loudly to a waiter and soon after he paid we were in the car.
He gripped my thigh on the ride home. The whole way. I was wondering what kind of punishment I would receive when we got home.
He opened the car door for me and I climbed out of the car. He then walked me inside and asked me "did you enjoy our date baby?"
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"Yes I did enjoy the date" I said and smiled at him.
"Good" he replied bluntly and let me walk into the apartment first.
I slowly walked to the bedroom so I could get ready for bed when I heard him say "I'll meet you in there."
I sat on the bed and waited for him to arrive. When he walked through the door I looked up at him. He looked so hot in a suit.
"You misbehaved today baby. Tell daddy what you did wrong." He said walking towards me.
"I came without permission. I'm sorry daddy."
"Apologies won't save you now. You're gonna take your punishment like a good girl" he said and started to kiss me.
He kissed down my neck leaving a trail of hickeys. It felt so good.
He got to my chest and started undressing me. He took my dress off then my bra and pushed me lightly on to the bed.
I was fully naked and he hovered over me. He leaned in for a kiss before saying "I decide when you cum baby" then sucking on my nipple harshly. I let out a moan as he played with my other breast.
I was getting even wetter and he switched to my other nipple.
"That feels good daddy" I breathed out and he hummed in acknowledgment. He then kissed down my stomach and spread my legs.
"You're so wet for me. Such a slut" he said and kissed the inside of my thighs. I wanted him to eat me not kiss my thighs so I whined. He looked up at me.
"We're doing this my way." He snapped at me and went back to licked and kissing the inside of my thighs. He made sure to leave hickeys there too.
He finally licked through my folds and that alone could have made me cum.
"Yes daddy" i moaned out shakily.
He sucked my clit into his mouth and my back arched. My moans got louder when I started to flick his tongue agains my clit.
"Oh my god daddy" I moaned and rolled my eyes back as he pushed his tongue inside. I was getting close but I knew if I came, we'd be here all night.
"Daddy can I cum?" I asked in between moans then he abruptly stopped.
"I said we're doing this my way" he replied and started to undress himself. I flopped back on the bed and sighed. It was gonna be a long night.
When he was naked he walked back towards the bed. I couldn't keep my eyes off of him. He was so sexy.
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He lay down next to me and said "come ride daddy's dick baby"
"Yes daddy" I breathed out and got on top of him. I slowly sank down and started moving. He groaned which made me so hot. My tits started bouncing with each thrust and his mouth opened a little. He started playing with my nipples and I was practically screaming.
We never lost eye contact.
"I love your body baby. You look so good like this" he praised and I let out a cry.
He bent his knees and started thrusting inside. Slamming into my pussy so fast. I leaned down so I head was resting on his neck.
"Look at me while I fuck you baby" he groaned and my pussy clenched. I didn't think I could
handle it anymore.
"Daddy please let me cum" I begged and he ignored me. Then he suddenly stopped moving. I whined and he flipped me over so I was laying on the bed.
"Keep asking and I'll edge you all night." He snapped then slammed inside of me. I let out a gasp and he pushed my legs up on to his shoulders so I could feel him deeper.
"Ah daddy you feel so good inside me. You fuck me so good" I moaned loudly.
"Yeah you love the way I'm fucking your tight wet pussy don't you.... You love getting fucked like the whore you are" he groaned and wrapped his hand round my neck to choke me.
"Fuck yes daddy I love it" I cried out as I rolled my eyes and shut them.
"Look at me while I fuck you. And don't make me tell you again." He said and I looked up again.
"You're such a fucking slut aren't you" he said breathlessly and started circling my clit.
"Yes I'm your slut."
"Hmm yes you are baby"
"You're taking daddy's dick so well. You're so tight and wet for me" he said while ramming inside me.
"Your pussy feels so good I might take you from behind" he said and pulled out again.
He flipped me over so I was on all fours.
"Ass up baby" he demanded and I tried to move back but my legs were weak already. He grabbed my hips and pushed back inside. Going at a fast pace almost instantly.
"Ah fuck just like that daddy" I moaned as I buried my face into the sheets to contain myself. All you could hear was his breathless groans, our skin slapping together and my muffled moans.
Suddenly he pulled me up by my shoulders then grabbed my neck to pull me all the way up. Moaning through it all.
"Yes daddy don't stop" I cried out and be turned my head to side to kiss me roughly.
My pussy clenched around his dick and he groaned again.
"Are you gonna come for me?" He asked me and moved his fingers to play with my throbbing swollen clit. It took me by surprise but it felts so good
"Ah you decide when I cum daddy" I moaned and he turned my head to kiss me again.
"Have you learnt your lesson baby?"
"Yes daddy I have"
"Good girl" he said and started rubbing my clit even faster.
"Cum for me baby. Cum all over daddy's dick" he said and my legs started to shake as my orgasm washed over me. I was a moaning mess.
"Oh fuck yes. Yes daddy yes!" I moaned airily as I came all over his dick.
He slowed down. Letting me ride out my orgasm. My pussy was pulsating around his dick. He groaned at the feeling of me suffocating him.
He then quickly pulled out of me to cum. I turned around to witness it all. He came on my chest while pumping his dick up and down. He was so hot.
My was still recovering when he pushed me back down into the bed.
"Let me clean you up baby" he said and parted my folds with his thumb.
He leaned down and began to lick my pussy again. This time with more care. Licking and sucking as I moaned and cried out.
He spread my legs even further apart and pushed two fingers inside me.
"Oh fuck daddy" I moaned
"Are you gonna cum for daddy again?"
"Yes daddy please" I moaned and he hummed against my pussy making me squirt. He quickly sat up and watched in awe while rubbing my pussy slowly.
"Ugh daddy it feels so fucking good... you make me feel so good" I moaned out as I moved uncontrollably making my liquids go everywhere.
"Oh my god fuck yes" I moaned breathlessly as my chest moved up and down.
"You're such a good girl baby" he praised while he slowly rubbed on my pussy as I calmed down.
"Thank you daddy" I moaned and he leaned down to kiss me.
He pulled me closer to hold and kiss me every so often held me as we fell asleep. I quite liked my punishment.
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