Kinky First Times

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Content trigger warning: DDlg, derogatory language.
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Babygirl was nervous. 'Babygirl'? HA! She'd only ever been Susan. Hardworking, vanilla, living and working in the shadows, plain, unnoticeable Susan. This was Kinkworld. The real deal. She wasn't ready for this. Was she?

Every new scenario she'd read, every DDlg erotica, every video on fetish sites where she'd imagined she was that lucky girl, had fuelled her decision to come here.

Susan couldn't help but feel she was rushing into something for which she wasn't completely ready. But where was the pressure coming from? It wasn't coming from this handsome, welcoming man. He'd already mentioned at the café that he was a soft Dom, and that it was VERY important for her to tell him if she ever felt worried or too uncomfortable about ANYTHING at all.

So what was it? Was it the fact she was calling him Daddy? It did sound inappropriate, even wrong. He wasn't her father. They didn't even look alike. His gorgeous hair and stubble, his delicious accent, the confidence he clearly had, if he was her stepfather she'd probably spend all day thinking about...No! No! That's so wrong! So forbidden. Daddy is just a word, just a word with control associations. God she wanted to be free and controlled by him. She needed a Daddy. Not having to worry about the pressures of her life and all the responsibility. So what if it was forbidden. Having someone that loved her and would take care of her? She deserved that feeling. 'Daddy' just made it sound extra fucking naughty and taboo.

She wanted to fuck him so much. Even at the café when she was sipping her hot chocolate and staring at him as he talked. My God his accent, it drove her wild it was so new, so unexpectedly sexy in person. Watching those smooth lips move and the wonderful sounds they made. As he tried to comfort her and said words like 'safe', anything she 'needs', how he wanted to 'please' her as well as be the 'strong protector'. She almost came in her seat as he spoke, he got her so wet. He was so kind, so beautiful, so sexy. Everything she'd dreamed of and more. God bless Fetlife.

She had to go through the traditional introductory process of learning that, just like the real world, there were a lot of lurky starers and cat callers that would say inappropriate things. And her inbox quickly desensitised her to the awful things men thought they could get away with saying to a complete stranger. Did they really think the unrealistic dirty conversations people have in porn were real? That straight off the bat that was acceptable and how you were meant to gain respect and trust from a person? Were they delirious from pussy withdrawal or just stupid? They clearly didn't want to know her. To them she was just an object to be disrespected, something to which they could jerk off. But there was more to Susan. She wasn't just a profile photo. She was a real living breathing person with thoughts and feelings and the ability to be hurt and scared by some of these people. But not Steven. Steven hadn't even introduced himself through messaging. She'd liked one of his funny comments. Remembered his screen name on seeing another comment and ventured into his profile. It always felt kind of intruding going on someone else's profile. As if they could tell you were there, intruding in their house, and wanted to know why.

She read his profile, 'Soft Daddy seeking girl to tend after...' he sounded nice. His biography was brief but pleasant. Certainly not as cocky and vulgar as many she'd seen. Bossy commanding Dom's who when you tried to engage with them, would bark filth in return. No thanks. Steven's photos were less graphic and far more tasteful. He looked very handsome, and there was a look of something warming in his eyes, a kindness. She clicked love.

Oh my God.

Now he'll know I've been on his profile. Shit! We haven't even chatted. He'll think I'm a lurker, a stalking weirdo of Fetish website. Well this relationship is over before it even-

A new notification.

She clicked on the notification with the red alert dot next to it. What could it be. Oh my god. It was from him! The profile she'd just been admiring! He liked her profile photo. But it was hardly a photo at all just a close-up of her face. She was too shy to reveal herself to the world. What would her friends think? Her family? Her work colleagues if they found her in illicit photos looking for something out of the ordinary online, exposing herself like that, so low, so careless and common, she'd be publicly shamed for sure. So her pictures were simple, non revealing, ambiguous. But he'd liked them. One by one. She was giddy with excitement. He'd even liked her writing and left a complimentary comment. He was so nice.

They'd started messaging and clicked immediately. It turned out they lived relatively close by. Unlike those rude bastards on the other side of the planet. So they continued messaging. Liking each new photo the other braved to post, each new diary of their get search. Until one day Steven, who she was on a first name basis with at this point, suggested they meet for a drink, no pressure or expectations attached. She hadn't danced alone with such excitement and with no music in such a long time. Not without being drunk on a dancefloor, probably university come to think of it. Anyway, she replied yes and they set the date and time and it went down like clockwork, like the beginning of every nervous first date she'd ever had, going through the long process of achieving the look, the clothes the makeup. She was going as normal, friendly Susan, who, secret to the world, hides a fun kinky girl inside her waiting to pounce on her perfect Daddy.

And here she was. In his flat! The belly of the beast. Not that he was a beast. Well maybe he was but she had yet to find out.

"Would you like something to drink at all? We've got water, tea, coffee, diluted juice?" he asked politely.

Oh my God! Don't ask me questions! That reflects on my character! As I casual coffee Susan? Tea temptress Susan? Earthly water Susan? Fruity and filthy orange squash Susan? For God's sake answer, be decisive. Take the cold water so you don't burn your mouth drinking nervously fast like a ***y moron. Knowing you you'll burn your tongue, then have to lisp with a burnt tongue trying to run out telling him, ."I NEETH TO LEAFFF!" and just looking ridiculous.

"Water, please" she spoke gently.

She sat in his small but tidy living room, sitting on the sofa with the coffee table in front. Oh my God were they going to have sex on this sofa? Was that his plan? Did he have a plan? Shit, did SHE have a plan? Mmm. Soft.

"The first thing I want to say," he said walking in, passing her the cold glass of water, touching her hand with his and making the passing of a glass far too mentally and sensually stimulating than it should have been, "is that I don't want you to feel under any pressure today. Lord knows I always feel pressure meeting somebody new. I just want you to know I don't expect anything from you today, in the same way I hope you don't expect too much from me. It's been a while for me and frankly I'm very nervous. You're even more beautiful than I could have possibly imagined and we can take this as slowly as you like." he looked down nervously as he spoke.

Of course. He was just like her. He kept his wants hidden. His sexual side was also hiding behind a wall of *** and uncertainty. She was going to find all of those wants and desires and please every single one. She knew what it was like to be afraid. And nice people don't deserve to feel like that. There was a demon inside him, a confident hungry powerful strong man who'd throw her over this sofa in a second and fuck her senseless if that's what he wanted. She wanted to release this sexy beast hiding inside this shy polite handsome man. She was the sub, only she had the power to bring out the Daddy! To give him permission to be.

Susan put the glass on the table, no coaster, bad girl, stood up and immediately kissed Steven passionately. Close slowly and sensually, moving her tongue softly against his lips and mouth. Letting him know exactly how she felt about him. He tasted amazing. Her senses were going wild as they kissed. Every touch, every smell was wood for the fire.

They detached, only so she could speak the words, "Will you be my Daddy?"

"Yes" he panted quickly, "Will you be my naughty little girl?"

He looked at her in her beautiful sparkling eyes, the low cut top of her dress revealing her breasts and a reminder of that body he'd been fantasising about for weeks. Her pouting sexy lips uttered the words he'd been craving.

"Yes, Daddy."

She got down on her knees, only breaking eye contact to unzip his trousers and fetch what was already an aroused cock. The truth was, as nervous as Susan was as a person, and despite being actively sexual most of the time, given permission, she knew how to please a man, and she wanted her Daddy to tell her how he liked it.

"Yes, good girl! Suck on Daddy's cock. Show Daddy what you've learned." he moaned as her soft lips did wrap around the very tip of the head. She kissed it, then started teasingly pretending she didn't know what she was doing. She started licking the head like it was ice-cream.

"Does babygirl lick it like a lollipop?" she said in a light voice.

"Yes, lick Daddy's lollipop, you clever little girl" he groaned deeply.

"Do you like it when I suck it like an ice lolly?" she asked as she started sucking on it deeply and licking up and down the sides as if to catch fruity juice that had dripped down. As she flicked her tongue up against his frenulum and the waiting head of his cock.

"Ahhh yes babygirl! Keep sucking on Daddy. He loves your tongue and your wet mouth taking his cock deeply. He likes it when you suck fast, and when you use your hands to stroke it while you suck. I think Babygirl has done this before with other boys," Daddy asked.

"Maybe," she giggled, "but only to learn to be good for Daddy!" she pleaded her case proudly.

"Good girl. Daddy likes it when you practice. But always think of Daddy's cock. And never, EVER call anybody else 'Daddy'. No matter how much you miss Daddy. No matter how good it feels. You are mine. I am your only Daddy. I own you! You are my little girl and I am your Daddy!" he was almost shouting angrily as he lustfully put his hands through her hair and started gently pulling her onto his cock, re-enforcing her own gliding strides.

It turned Babygirl on so much to hear her angry, assertive, confident Daddy, that she replied only with a muffled moan as she sucked deeply on Daddy's delicious hard pulsing cock. She reached a hand up under his shirt so she could feel the rest of his hot hard hairy body tense with excitement.

"I claim you babygirl. I order you to play with your pussy EVERY time you suck my cock. I like my babygirl wet, hungry and horny at all times. Nothing less will suffice. I want you dripping on my carpet at your saliva and pussy drips fluid all over the door like a good messy girl." his words were spoken with such evil lust it just turned her on more.

Babygirl put her hand from under his shirt and placed it under her dress and down her panties, playing with herself to Daddy's dark delicious words. Every syllable sent a shock to her clit and she kept rubbing and rubbing. Occasionally pushing her fingers inside herself in excitement, but knowing it was his cock that she wanted inside her the most.

"Look in my EYES! There, who's a beautiful girl? Yes you are. Keep sucking on Daddy. He's going to cum down your throat, would you like that?" Daddy rasped and was clearly very excited.

Babygirl was doing far too good a job. She needed to slow him down. She wanted to feel Daddy's cock inside her as he came, his body slamming against her, claiming her pussy, as he exploded every rope of cum spreading deep inside her, as if saying 'MINE' as it dropped down her pussy walls.

"No Daddy please take my pussy first" she begged.

"Take Daddy's cock out of your mouth right fucking now!" he shouted.

She obeyed, frightened she had angered him.

"Keep stroking Daddy with your hands slowly. And keep playing with that hungry little pussy of yours. If she wants daddy's cock, she has to deserve it, she's going to have to be a lot wetter. Look up at Daddy. Don't you like playing in front of Daddy. Daddy likes to watch his babygirl play. It reminds him how dirty she is, what sexy thoughts go through that innocent face all day long but nobody knows. Keep playing. Rub that naughty clit. How many times so far have you played with yourself thinking about fucking me? Each time without Daddy there to watch. To play with himself. To cum all over his dirty girl and claim her. How many orgasms do you owe me?" Daddy glared at his little girl accusingly. But she was so turned on.

"Hundreds. Punish me Daddy" she begged like the good girl she knew she was.

"Oh you're a hungry little girl aren't you? Ok. You enjoy being Daddy's personal little slut? For Daddy to hide away from the world? To suck and fuck and play with all day long, until she's screaming and cumming so hard she can't even see or think straight. Yesss. That's what Daddy likes. Now sit on that sofa, pull up your dress, take off your panties and spread your legs for Daddy" he ordered.

Babygirl did as she was told, quickly so as not to infuriate Daddy. Her legs were spread wide apart and her pussy was on full display, soaking wet from everything so far.

"Good girl!" Daddy praised.

Daddy dived into his knees before her and pushed his face into her pussy. Licking it from the entrance to her pussy slowly all the way up to her trembling clit. He rubbed her pussy then whispered in her ear.

"You have to be wet to take Daddy's big cock, are you sure you're wet enough? I think you can do better. Spread your lips, play with your clit for Daddy" he spoke silently but seductively into her ear.

Her rubbed two long fingers down her wet pussy and coated them in her juices. Then he slowly played with the entrance of her pussy with his fingertips. Rotating sensitive circles around her begging pleading entrance, how it needed to feel. Ahhhhh. That! His fingers slid inside her! She could feel his knuckles spread her pussy open further. He curled his fingers and started to tap on her vaginal wall. The flicking was fast and rhthymical. He started licking where her hands were playing.

"MINE!" he growled, and she moved her hand back. He took her clit into his mouth and did suck and lick and shake until Babygirl was cumming repeatedly from Daddy's fingers and from his face. She moaned loud and wet and dropped all over his sofa.

"Dirty girl" he whispered approvingly.

Daddy really enjoyed making Babygirl cum. It was his all time favourite thing. It really turned him in hearing her moan and watching her shake uncontrollably. It made him...hard.

He grabbed babygirl by the throat and yelled, "Do you want Daddy?"

"Yes! Please fuck me Daddyyyy!" she cried out.

Daddy pushed the head of his hard erect cock down through between her folds and down to her entrance where he let the head press against her teasingly, before plunging the thick monster deep inside his Babygirl's warm wet wanting pussy.

"Does Daddy feel good inside Babygirl?" He asked, holding her waist and pulling himself inside her.

"Yes Daddy! God fuck me please Daddy!" she screamed.

He continued to thrust inside her. She could feel the pulse of his cock. He was excited like he was when she had him inside the warmth of her wet mouth. Her pussy was gripping onto his cock just as her lips had sealed themselves around it and sucked passionately. Her pussy wasn't going to let go, not until he had filled her up with what had been promised. She yearned for a hot load of Daddy's cum bursting inside her. And she wouldn't have to wait long. Daddy, having been sucked to near breaking point, then getting to watch his babygirl play, then taste her delicious pussy and watch her twitch and cum like a puppet to his hands and tongue, Daddy was close to cumming.

"You want Daddy's cum you naughty little girl? Is that what you need? Daddy's hot cum inside you? Will you be mine and mine alone?" he panted as he furiously thrusted into Babygirl.

"Yes Daddy! I'm your babygirl Daddy! Yours and nobody else's! Claim me! Cum in my pussy please Daddyyyy!" she yelled.

"Rarrrrrrrrrrghhhhhh!" Daddy roared like a beast as he came thick streams of cum inside Babygirl. Babygirl screamed with pleasure, excitement and relief.

Daddy sat, or rather fell beside her on the sofa. He turned his head towards Babygirl making eye contact. Looking at her lovingly. He couldn't believe someone could make him feel so content.

"Good Girl." Daddy whispered in her ear before kissing her passionately on the lips and embracing her equally exhausted body.


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