It was twelve-fifteen when I arrived home that night. Daddy was livid, sitting in his recliner when I walked in the door. I smiled to myself knowing that he probably wouldn’t do anything about it but bitch a little. Boy, was I wrong.
“Lorine, get in here.” he bellowed and I knew by his red face and the vein standing out on his temple that he meant business. ” I am sick and tired of your disobedience and disrespect and it’s time you learned a lesson.” He stood up, pulled off his belt, and motioned to his recliner arm. I knew then that I was in for it and that my ass was done for.
“Drop those britches.” he ordered. I squirmed out of my skin tight jeans, revealing a tiny pair of black lacy panties. G-Strings, barely there, that revealed my plump ass cheeks and barely concealed my freshly waxed pussy. I could feel the creamy wet spot where my lover had gushed cum deep inside me just an hour ago. Now, thanks to my disobedience, Daddy/daughter phone sex discipline awaited me.
“Please, Daddy, NO.” I tried to get out of my spanking by begging my incensed father. That just made him madder. The belt came down hard on my ass cheeks and I slithered to the floor. “Fine.” he said, jerking me to my feet. “You wanna fight me, I’ll make it worse.” Daddy sat down in the recliner and yanked me roughly across his lap, locking his hand across my back, squishing my ripe young titties into his far thigh. This was the most violent spanking that I could imagine!!! I could feel the edge of my pubic bone against his other thigh and I prayed that my lovers cum did not leak unto him.
His hand came down hard, sharply cracking, over and over. Daddy’s frustration with his naughty girl erupted full force as his hand bruised my muscular ass. I could hear Daddy breathing hard and I realize that a massive erection was poking into my side. This made me horny and I found myself rocking on Daddy’s lap, pressing my pussy into his leg with each spank. I am so darned submissive!!!
Daddy began to ease up a bit and rub my fiery bottom. I felt his soothing hand rubbing, his thumb barely grazing the edge of my pussy lips. I felt myself began to climax and squirm just as Daddy began to shudder, too.
I’m a good girl now, well, most of the time. If not, Daddy is there ready & willing to bust my firm bottom like good Dad should. I find myself wanting to ask my BF to spank me too, but that’s a story for another day. Come on, Daddy, your bad girl needs punishment. Wouldn’t you like to apply the paddle, crop, or the hand?
Category: Submissive phone sex
Daddy/Daughter phone sex with Lorine
Submissive Phone Sex Mommy
Submissive phone sex mommies are very popular. It seems a lot more men than just my son and his friends enjoy abusing mommy. One night, many years ago, when my son was still in school, he had a slumber party. I let him invite several team mates on his soccer team over to celebrate a regional win. I was drinking wine while they played video games in the basement. I guess the flimsy little night gown I was wearing was inappropriate in front of horny boys. According to my son as he was tying me up to the living room chair, I was asking to be fucked.
I got more than fucked. This cock tease mommy got anally gangbanged. About 10 little school boys pounded my ass for hours. They sometimes double, even triple stuffed my ass with boy cock. At the age they were, they could cum and get hard again in minutes, so it was a revolving door of young cock in my mommy fuck holes. They were so aggressive. It turned me on when they called me a whore. Turned me on even more when they made me an ass to mouth slave. They took great pride in force fucking my mouth with their dirty shit sticks.
I would have let them gang bang me. There was no need to tie me up and force fuck me. I love boy dick. The more the better. When they were done with me, they left me tied up with a vibrating butt plug up my ass and a dildo in my cunt to contain the cum. My son looked at me, “I bet you knocked up now you old whore.” His friends all high fived him. I was never more proud of my boy than that night. Do you want to use mommy?
Let’s Get Kinky!
Ever one always tells me that I am sweet and I guess I am but don’t let that fool you!
I love to get dirty and kinky!
Nothing turns me on like getting fucked like a nasty little whore!
The nastier, the better!
I love the idea of several men breaking into my house and forcing me down on the floor as they tear my ass open!
I want to feel your massive sweaty body holding me down so I can’t move while your friends fuck my mouth and shoot their load all over my face and tits.
I ache for the feeling of two cocks pounding my tight little whore ass until it gapes and drips chunky cum!
I want you to slap my tits so hard that they are bruised for days! I want the pain to remind me of your your enormous hard fuck stick punishing my used sloppy shit hole over and over!
Don’t worry. I wont tell anyone!
Bring your friends. I will leave the door open!
Rape phone sex fantasies
I had a dream last night, that was not really a dream. It was more of a flash back. I was in my room, in my tiny pajamas underneath the covers at night. I was not yet old enough to be in school, but I had a bedtime of eight o’clock. I was fast asleep until I woke up to my mom’s brother pulling my little shirt up, kissing my chest. He told me to be quiet and don’t make a word. I whimpered and cried as he pulled my pajama pants off.
He covered my mouth with his big hands and put his mouth by my ear. I could hear his breathing start to get extremely heavy as he took his pants off and shoved himself inside of my virgin little self. He kept going deeper inside of me, panting heavily with each thrust. He was stretching my little bald cunny so wide. I did not even know anything could fit there. It was hurting and burning so much. He left me all wet and sticky and called me his good little girl. He was going to teach me everything I ever needed to know. I love my uncle, since then we established a bond like no other. He was my mentor and my favorite person whom I craved acceptance from.
Too Cool for School.
I was feel so fucking bummed. This is my second year in college and I couldn’t get into Daddy’s archeology class. I’m stuck with taking it with some old fucker who probably can’t get a hard-on. And even worse, no more special breaks in daddy’s office after class.
THAT’S what I was thinking!!! But, man, have I been wrong. This old man started checking me out the first day of class. I smiled back at him, getting a thrill, thinking that maybe I could make his withered cock twitch. I teased him all week, wearing short skirts, low-cut tops, and sexy perfume. Finally, I got his attention.
“Miss Bates, could I see you after class?” he asked over the rim of his glasses. I was a bit nervous because I had failed the last exam. I closed the door behind me and sat down in front of him.
“I called you in because of your grades, Miss Bates. I am aware that your father runs an archeology class. If you are trying to get transferred, you are out of luck.” He looked at me sternly and I burst into tears.
He came around and patted my shoulder. “There, there, don’t cry, honey. I know your daddy has a very special relationship with you. He talks about you constantly. I don’t have a daughter. Perhaps you could be mine, too.” I felt him rub my back and then he leaned down to kiss me. I admit it. I responded and kissed him back. A slight moan escaped my lips. “Thank you, daddy. I will be a good girl from now on. I won’t tease you anymore.”
One of his wrinkled hands slid down and fondled my breast. I didn’t stop him. He picked me up and sat me on the desk. I trembled with need as he pulled off my panties and buried his face in my muff. He was an expert pussy eater who brought me to an intense orgasm. His tongue on my clit had me squirting.
I was still gasping as he stood up and began to open his fly. What he then released was the biggest cock I had ever seen. The thing was huge and thick, with a bulbous mushroom head. It looked like an angry beast, all veiny and purple. I wondered how he would fit it in my tight pussy.
I shouldn’t have wondered because my lubed cunny opened right up for it. He pushed it deep and I almost screamed. “Oh, Daddy, fuck me.” I sobbed. Daddy was a fuck machine, his steel rod moving in and out of my box, his huge nuts banging against my thighs. I could feel my pussy pulsating, winding up like a spring ready to escape.
Suddenly, my new daddy pushed me to my knees. “Suck.” he commanded. I opened my mouth wide as he pumped me full of vintage fuck sauce. I slurped to keep up with the massive load of cum. He sat down hard in the chair, his face slack. I had to laugh at him.
Me and Daddy fuck all the time now. For an old fart, he can come several times. We love fucking in new places at school. We fucked in the gym, under the bleachers, in the teacher’s lounge, and once we did it on the dean’s desk. I left my smelly panties there especially for him. Now he will wonder, every time he looks at his students, which one left him a surprise. I bet he jerks off in them in his office. Who knows? I may have to pay him a little visit and make him my Daddy, too.