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Chapter 4

I have a particular fantasy among my personal fantasies, which I call "dirty thoughts," which I keep thinking about during the boring moments I'm waitressing at Emilio's.

The real reason I'm thinking about this presently, is because the same thing was happening between me and Richard on our first day together.

In my fantasy, I imagine myself nude, I'm down on my bare knees facing a naked man who's sitting in a chair just like Richard, whose giant prick is standing up tight against his hairy belly.

I can see every thrilling inch of his cock, the glistening shaft, the glowing rosy head of it, and he's got his fingers clasped tightly around the hairy root of it, right at the beginning of his thick balls.

He's grinning at me, still caressing and playing with my breasts and twirling and poking my titties. He's telling me over and over how much he adores me, how very pretty I look, how my eyes talk, how glad his is that I'm so fresh and naked, so vibrant, he says.

He keeps telling my how he loves my breasts, my flowing hair, my belly and my thighs, but most of all, what my pussy and its soft hair does to his eyes and heart.

He tells me this and it causes his prick to stiffen and he becomes very hot and horny. He keeps shifting and squirming his buttocks all over the chair.

But then, in reality, with Richard, I suddenly start to call him my Daddy.

I see a giant smile play on the surface of has handsome face. He licks his lips and I look closely at his tongue. I know he's enjoying all this, because I can hear his heart beating. I feel it thundering in my ears.

Yes, Richard is playing my fantasy with me, and he's going along, thinking the same thing as I'm thinking at the moment.

But, instead of what I described, he's got my sweet face in his hands and is fondling it. He's encouraging me to take his hard prick into my mouth and suck it. His eyes are still darting between my eyes and his prick, and I know exactly what this means. I can hear him whispering.

"Come on, honey, open your mouth and suck this wonderful cock the way a daughter would."

He's petting my neck. His fingers are thrilling down my spine, caressing around my throat, and he's rubbing the back of his hands over my breasts.

"That's right, dear, suck your lover's prick. Make a lot of noises with your lips. Let's see you wet it and then suck up your wetness."

Ever so slowly, I take his cock between my lips and nourish the head of it. I let him sink his cock into my mouth just a little bit. I fancy I'm listening to some great music on the stereo. I coat his great cock with my saliva, licking it up and down, leaving spittle on the rosy head. He's staring at me.

"Oh yes, suck it up," he commands me. And I, like the good lover I'm becoming, do just this.

We smile at each other, and I can tell he's got a lot of feelings for me by this smile.

"Oh Daddy, my darling Daddy," I say, looking up. My eyes are very tender and looking at him softly.

Then I grip his cock with one hand, letting my fingers sink into it. I massage the wetness in deeply and very soon his prick is shuddering.

I love to see a cock throbbing. I can hardly wait until I can take it into my mouth and feel it snapping back and forth. I can see him gritting his teeth, and if I keep this up, I'll bet he'll cum all over the place.

Soon he's adjusting himself on his chair and sits back and takes my head between his hands, like suddenly he has another thought.

He makes me open my mouth wide and soon he's fitting his cock inside it. I feel his fingers on the corners of my mouth. He keeps working my mouth up and down on his shining cock. He's moving my head and face up and down until I can hardly see anymore. His glistening cock wavers before my eyes when it's not in my mouth.

"I want you to suck my prick, but not right now," he says and stands and draws me up into his arms. Again I feel his beautiful cock slicing between my thighs.

Then he takes down his pants, bends over and removes his shoes and socks.

"I still have your surprise…"

"Won't you tell me what it is?"

"Is your pussy ready? Is it hot?"

"Oh yes, Daddy. You know it is, Daddy."

Actually my cunt is very wet, as I've said, and now it's hot, very hot.

"Yes, Daddy, it's very hot. It'll burn your fingers. I'm no longer winking when I use the word "Daddy." I keep my face very straight, very severe, as if this gives the father role he's playing more emphasis.

Richard continues undressing and now he's naked. There is something about a man being stark naked that I've always liked.

"I want you to bend over, right here in front of me," he said. "I have itchy plans for you, little girl."

"You want to see my behind, Daddy. You want to let your eyes roam all over it. You like my curves. You like my silky thighs, and you like the hole in between them, don't you?"

"You know I love that. Yes, I do."

"Daddy, do you want me like you had me down in the street? Do you want me naked? Do you want me to bend over so you can peep between my legs?"

Why shouldn't I call him Daddy? His face lights up when I do. It does something to his brain.

I hear him sigh. Then, because I'm turning around I can't see his face, but I hear his lips move. It's as if he just experienced a great sense of relief.

"Yessss, " he says, and I feel a tiny pinch on my bottom, then I feel the palms of my hands as they cuddle each buttock.

"Tell me just what you want to do with my behind?" I ask, hoping he'll go on speaking dirty. I love it.

"I want your permission to suck your pussy from behind."

Oh!

I know Richard's bending down, squatting. I can't see his face, but when I ask him to say it again, he does.

I feel him breathing on the back of my thighs.

"I want your permission to eat it. I want to plant my lips on your sweet hole. I want to blow hot air into your snatch and suck the air inside out. That's what I want to do. I want to grab you by the thighs and stick my tongue into your wet hole."

"Like you did before. Oh, please tell me where again, where do you want to kiss my pussy?"

"Between your cheeks – I want to kiss that sloppy hole."

"Describe that wet hole," I tell him.

"It's so dark, so moist, I'm in love with your love hole." Then he said, "… with your beautiful wet hole," and this thought drenched me like a shower.

"Say it again, Daddy," and the words coming from his mouth were so positively exciting. I wanted to hear them in my sleep.

Now I'm bent way over. I'm bracing my hands on the sink. Yes, we're still in the kitchen. I'm in a position like those sexy pictures you see in girlie magazines. Richard's eyes are caressing my bottom globes, like he's casing my lively body, and I feel his eyes eating my gorgeous buttocks.

I look around. I can see and feel his eyes. I'm all ablaze. He's setting my asshole on fire. I can feel his tongue inside my cunt opening. I'm reminded of being on Minette Lane. I imagine the cool air whipping around my bare legs, my bare bottom. I can feel the stone wall.

Then I feel his fingers parting the tender lips of my cunt. He sticks his tongue in. I know he's looking deep inside me. He can see the parting of my pussylips, that creamy opening men love to look at, the juicy pink opening that surrounds their pricks, the mossy hair growing all around.

"Oh, Daddy, do that again."

And Richard does it again. He's prying open my pussy lips and sticking his tongue in.

I hear him backing up.

"I'm going to fuck your cunt now.

Ah those words! How I've yearned to hear them.

And then, the next thing I know, He's standing right behind me and hugging me close. I am half standing. I feel his poker reaching between my thighs, then I feel it going up and slowly entering between my buttocks.

I feel it edging its way along the surface of my cunt lips, then brushing over it. His prick head is a soft as two lips.

"Listen to me," he said. "use your fingers and squeeze the tip of my prick with your hand."

And I do this and I hear him moan. I can't describe the wonderful feelings I've got.

"Now you take my cock and rub it over your pussylips. Yes, that's it. I want it nice and wet with all your sweet juices."

Richard is groaning. He's talking to himself. He's mumbling under his breath.

I take his enormous cock and do this and the ecstasy is overwhelming. My pussy feels so hot, as if it's the hottest thing on this earth.

"Now rub the entire length of my prick with your sticky fingers. Go ahead, do it!"

Richard leans back. He is almost out of breath.

I do this and the whole thing still feels so marvelous. I look at his face and it's twisted. His eyes are rolling in his head. He's starting to talk to himself. "I'm going to fuck my little girl from behind."

"Oh God!" I shout.

"Yes," he continued. "I'm about to push my pecker inside her. Can you feel it?"

I shout out, "Oh yes, my cunt! I can feel your pecker in it. Oh yes… yes, my cunt!"

I'm screaming this out.

"Yes, I feel your prick, your pecker's entering me from behind. It's spreading my ass cheeks all apart. It's going all the way up…"

His voice is low. I hear him talking over my head. His lips are pressing on my forehead.

He says, "Oh my darling little girl, please tell me all about your asshole. My darling, listen to me. I want you to tell me about your asshole, how crinkly it is, how warm it is, how it has lips that like to be kissed."

This Richard can read my mind. Then I hear him groaning. I feel his mouth slobbering all over my shoulders. I can feel his saliva dripping all over me.

Suddenly I feel like talking. I want to talk to him, but I can't say anything. No words will come. I'm breathing air in by mouth. I need him, but suddenly I want to push him back, look into his face. I want to look into his eyes, but I don't want to spoil all this. Looking at him now would spoil it.

He's prying open my pussy. Yes, I feel his fingers inching it open. I can imagine his fingers burying into my lips, digging into them.

"Yes," he goes on, "you must tell me about your asshole. I want you to describe it for me. Yes, you've gotta describe it, what you're feeling." And he's still working his fingertips between my ass cheeks.

"Oh God, my darling Daddy. It's going in. Somethings going in. Your prick is entering me, it's going in!" By now I'm feverish! Richard's blowing my mind. I am deep into the whole fucking fantasy. My heart is beating so rapidly that I'm going out of my mind.

"Oh yes!" I scream. "I can feel your cock going in!"

I'm screaming this at the top of my lungs.

"Oh Daddy, I love it. Never take it out. Oh, Daddy, yes, stick your cock deep in my pussy. I want to feel it all inside of me. I want to feel it in there. Oh yes, yes, yes, yes, please stick it up there. Yes… stick your fine prick into my nest. Damn it, I love it. Oh yes, do it, oh yes! Yes yes yes yes yes. Do it, oh God, Daddy, fuck me harder…"