One Shots

Kiss Me Through The Phone (MxF)

He often asked her to write out scenes for him of what she would do for him if she was with him and she obliged him because she wanted to make him proud to say that she was his.

*If I was with you and you were standing up, I would be on my knees in front of you, looking up at you. This is where I belong, below you. You own me and I am nothing without you.*

It would only be a second before he would immediately read the message and then reply.

*Good start. Definitely true. My hand is on my dick now so finish, slut. Tell me what you'd do next and you better make Daddy proud.*

Her heart would race and she'd feel giddy that he was getting off on what she wanted to do to him.

*Then I would kiss both of your shoes and then look up at you again. "Can I suck you off, Daddy," I would ask. You would pat my head and say, "Yes." I would then unbutton your pants and slowly pull down the zipper. "Faster," you'd say as you clenched your teeth. Your cock would be so hard as I pulled your pants down that your boxers would barely be able to fit it, right? You want my mouth so much that you'd just be twitching in your boxers.*

She'd sent that and being typing the next message. She'd done this several times with him and so he knew by now that she sent several messages.

*I'd then pull your boxers down, watching as your cock sprang out. "Can I touch it, Daddy," I'd ask and you'd nod, saying nothing at all. Your eyes would be dark and your breathing would be coming out in pants as you watched me take hold of your cock and kitten lick the tip.*

She sent the message and watched as it immediately said 'Read'. He must've been staring at the messages, just waiting for then to come in.

*I'd then run my tongue all over your cock so that I'd make it nice and moist and then I'd take the head in my mouth and swirl my tongue around it. I'd listen to the sound of your breathing and I'd have my eyes on yours the whole time. You'd then put your hand on the back of my head and push me down to take you all. At first, I would gag and tears would well up in my eyes, but you'd like that, wouldn't you, Daddy?*

*You'd like to watch as tears ran down my face while your cock was shoved so far down my throat that I gagged? You'd be so proud of me, wouldn't you, Daddy?*

She waited then. Waited to see what he would say and if he liked it so far.

*Yes, I would.*

Is all he would reply but she knew that meant to continue and so she would.

*I'd then put my hands around your thighs and watch as you took my head in your hands and fucked my mouth. Spit would be trailing down my chin and tears would be staining my cheeks and my make up would be a wreck as you shoved your fat cock down my throat, barely letting me breathe. But when you did, when you would pull out for a moment, a line of spit would connect the head of your cock to my bottom lip and you'd rub it on my swollen lips.*

She would take a deep breath, feeling herself getting worked up as well, and she would have to remind herself that this was for him.

*You'd push back into my mouth and shove your cock down my throat again. My eyes would be red and my throat would hurt from the pounding but my pussy would be throbbing. Can I touch myself, Daddy? Would you let me as you fucked my mouth?*

She waited for his reply, which came quickly.

*No. You would not be allowed to touch your pussy. You don't get to touch what doesn't belong to you. You know the rules, you worthless fucking whore. Maybe if you made me happy then I'd fuck you after I came in your mouth. Continue and don't ask stupid questions again.*