So, I was hanging at the local café, sipping my pumpkin spice when this handsome af dude sat next to me. We started chatting and it turned out we had a lot in common, except he had a serious kink for ageplay. Usually, I’d run a mile, but his deep eyes and sly smirk had me intrigued.
We quickly left the café and found ourselves in his sleek ride. The tension was thick as he explained his kinky desires, and my heart raced with excitement. I was so freakin’ wet, I barely noticed we’d arrived at his place.
He had the cutest schoolgirl costume waiting, complete with knee-highs and a plaid skirt that hugged my hips. After helping me dress up, he waste no time in pushing me against the wall, his rough hands groping my body.
But the best was yet to come. He pulled out a collection of toys that would make any girl weak at the knees. He blindfolded me, and the sensory deprivation sent shivers down my spine. Then, the kinky stuff began.
He whipped me, leaving red marks that streaked across my ass. He called me his “good girl,” which made my pussy drip. He explored every inch of me, his fingers sinking into my soaking wet cunt.
But the main event was his massive cock. He pounded into me, making me see stars. I begged for more, calling him Daddy in a moan as he spanked me hard.
The orgasms were uncontrollable, and his dominant vibes kept me on edge. I was putty in his hands, submitting fully to his kinky desires.
When it was over, I was spent, but smiling from ear to ear.