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Daddy Cream

I’m a good girl, sorta.  Sometimes though I have to be bad.  I just have to be!  It’s not my fault though.  I cannot help myself.  This usually happens when Daddy is around.  No matter what I am wearing, I make sure to change my clothes so that Daddy cannot help but notice me.  If I’m wearing a dress, I put on a tighter, shorter one.  If I’m wearing shorts, I’ll cut them even shorter, so that my panties will stick out of them.  I know, I know, it’s naughty, but like I said, I cannot help it!

So when Daddy came by, I had to make sure that he stopped paying attention to Mommy, and paid way more attention to me!  Mommy had to go to the store, and it was just Daddy and I.  He was watching TV, so I just came into the room, and sat across from him on the love seat.  I grabbed a book, and started to read.  The whole time I kept opening and closing my legs.  I saw Daddy looking between my legs.  This made me smile. 

Then I asked Daddy if he wanted something to drink, he said yes.  So I got up, walked over to him and gave him a big fat juicy kiss, then skipped away to get some gator aid for the both of us.  Ooopsie, it seems that when I sat back down to read my book I accidentally spilled most of the gator aid on my clothing.  I don’t want to get Mommy’s pretty furniture all wet, so I have no option but to take my clothes off. 

Now Daddy is REALLY looking at me.  Before long, he isn’t watching TV anymore, and my damp clothing; including my panties; are on the floor in a pile. Daddy had decided that I needed a snack to go with the gator aid, some cream, so Daddy gave me just that.  See, sometimes being a bad girl is actually a good thing.

Listening To Daddy

I would do anything for my Daddy callers.  When Daddy phoned me last night and told me to just do as he said, I was all for it.  I didn’t have to say a word, all I had to do was listen to his soft, tender voice telling me what to do to please him.  Turns out Daddy has a thing for naked girls like myself wearing school girl socks.  I was more than happy to put a pair on for Him.  I laid back and he had me touch myself, just the way He would if He had been there with me.  Daddy slipped his hands over my soft titties, down the flat of my smooth stomach, then right to my clitty.  He lingered there for so long, my sweet pink spot was twitching like mad, but Daddy would not allow me to put anything inside my hungry hole.  I had to wait *pouts*.  I hate waiting! Daddy had me pull my legs all the way back, wrap my stockinged feet and calves around him and He entered me.  I was finally able to put my awaiting fingers into my sopping wet cunt.  Daddy was so good on the phone I thought that maybe I should of been the one paying Him! lol  Thank you so much Daddy, I had so much fun with you!  I really enjoy being one of your little girls here on the site!

I Will Always Remember You

It was at my Aunt’s Wedding the first time I laid eyes on you.  You were so much older than I, I thought you were the hottest guy I had ever seen.  You danced with me, I raised my arms up, you picked me up and I put my head on your shoulder.  You told me that I was the prettiest girl at the wedding.  I still have the picture that my Aunt gave me with you and I dancing.

It was at my Aunt’s house that I saw you again a few years later.  You widened your arms when I saw you, showing me your handsome smile, I had braces and thought I was ugly.  When you hugged me and called me your favorite dance partner I didn’t feel ugly anymore.

It was at the mall the next year that I saw you again.  I waved at you from across the food court.  You immediately stood up and widened your arms to me again.  I gave you a hug, pressing my body tightly against yours.  You looked down at me and told me what a hottie I was becoming, and you laughed, but your eyes lingered over my breasts.

It was in my bedroom last month that you first nervously undressed me.  Taking your time, your hands were shaking as they caressed my tits and down my stomach to my pussy.  You let out a sigh as I held your face in my hands to kiss you.  Before we both knew it we were on my bed fucking for hours.  You fell asleep at one point and I just laid there watching you. 

I think from that very first moment we met that we were meant to have days and nights together.  I am so much younger than you,  but that doesn’t matter one bit.  For now, I will wear my sweater that I was wearing when we first started kissing, and not change the bed sheets because they smell of your cologne, sweat and cum. 

I will forever and always remember you and the very first time you held me in your arms at my Aunt’s wedding.

 

I Didn’t Sign Up For This

I made a new friend, who more than likely will not be my friend for very long.  I usually am very picky when it comes to whom I am friends with.  Mainly because I do not like putting up with other people’s drama.  Life is way too short, and I’m into having fun and not into being pulled into some sort of bullcrap drama.  I do not like Drama Queens at all, they irritate me.  If your life is that messed up, then change it and stop bitching about it. 

I met Tia at a party a few weeks back, and we seemed to hit it off.  I hardly knew anyone there, and she hardly knew anyone there, so we spent a good part of the night just talking to each other out in the garage while we played pool.  I had a great time, so I decided that she might be the sort of person who I would like to hang out with now and then.  I called her a few days later and asked her if she would want to come over and hang out, perhaps watch a movie and just chill.  She showed up with an overnight bag, right away my brain was going, wtf is this about.  She explained to me that if she was there late she didn’t want to have to drive all the way back home and then come back into the city for work the next day.  That made sense so I let it slide. 

We watched a movie and everything was fine.  We both had some wine, ate some pop corn and joked around.  The next thing I knew, Tia leans over and kisses me.  I didn’t mind, she is pretty, and her body is banging, and it had been awhile since I played lick the kitty, so as far as I was concerned, I was going to lay her, and she was going to lay me, and we would get buttered popcorn in unusual places. 

THEN, she slaps me, HARD right across the ass.  Now I do not mind playing rough, but for fuck sake, let me in on it first.  I told her not to do it again, she said she was sorry then excused herself.  I thought that maybe I hurt her feelings or some sort of shit like that, but nope, she comes out of the bathroom in her bra and panties.  She starts kissing me again, and gets me undressed.  Then she slaps me again, this time harder.  I am about ready to punch her in her damn face, when she reaches around the back of the couch where her ‘overnight bag’ was to retrieve a crop.  She slapped that thing across the back of my ass, I almost bit her tit off. 

I asked her what the hell she thought she was doing, and she said, “Oh, I thought you might like this sort of thing because we get along so well.” Right away all these red flags go up in my head, this girl is psycho ex-girlfriend material for sure.  I tell her that she has to leave, just as the sound of the letter e was passing over my lips from uttering the word leave, the bitch slaps me again.  I am not a violent person, not in the least, but this crazy assed bitch needed to go.  I grabbed her by her hair, stood up and yanked her off the couch.  She started saying, “Ouch, OUCH, you are hurting me, LET GO.” Are you kidding me, you just dip sticked me with a fucking crop and you are crying like a little bitch because I have a hold of your hair. Uh, no, you are leaving and leaving now. 

I walked her to the door, with my fingers wrapped tightly into her hair so she couldn’t get away, opened it up, and pushed her out.  I then went and got her purse and tossed it outside on the yard.  She stood out there for a few minutes, crying, because well, it was seriously cold and she was in her bra and panties, but too fucking bad. 

After she finally went home, I started to go through her bag, and the shit this girl had in there? I am really glad I didn’t get drunk from drinking too much wine or I might have ended up like this:

Sweet, Sweet Panty Boy

It would seem that I have found myself a sweet panty boy.  He is darling to say the least.  He has the cutest little voice, and when he says my name is sounds oh so innocent.  I cannot help but smile the whole time I am with him.  I pull out all my panties from my dresser, and go through them one by one (I am a bit of a panty whore, I think I actually have a bit of a shopping addiction when it comes to them) and tell him in detail what each looks like.  Some of them, that I have bought online, are even easier to describe because I can give him the links to the places that I bought them and he can see them for himself.  The excitement in his voice when he gets to actually look at panties that I have, and have had worn is wonderful.  His enthusiasm is catching!  He loves for me to tell him every single thing I do when I wear a specific pair that he has chosen.  I make sure to go into great detail recalling all my activities that I did on the last day that I wore them.  Then right when he can not take it anymore, he says in that sweet voice of his, “Ms. Summer, can your panty boy cum in your panties?” Of course I allow him too, he is way to nice and sweet to say no.  He always gives me a smooch before he hangs up and I put all my panties back into their proper place until he phones me again. 

Sneaking Out To See Daddy

Oh my gosh!  I have been waiting and waiting to see Daddy!  Today I was able too.  I have been watching for him from my window for a long time and when I saw him come out of his house today, I made up my mind that I was going to run over there to see him.  I had a babysitter though, soooooooooooo I had to be a bit sneaky.  I hate her, she is a horrible person.  My Mommy always says to me, “Why can’t you be more like Tiffany?”  I don’t want to be like Tiffany, she sucks!

Anyway, I got out of the house and ran next door.  I was so very happy to be able to see Daddy.  You see since the last time we were together I have been having a lot of tingles going on between my legs, and no matter how many times I rubbed, and rubbed, I could not make them stop.  I hugged Daddy so tightly, then we played together in the best way ever!  He had me take off my shorts, and my shirt, and he touched me in my tingle spot, he made it feel so good.

THEN, Daddy gave me something to drink, I’m not going to tell you exactly what, but it was thick, and creamy, and tasted delicious!  Thank you Daddy for playing with me today, you made me one very happy little one!

Summer

For You

This past year has been amazing thanks to all of you who choose to spend time with me.  Each time I hear your wonderful voice on the phone is like a gift. I get to do something I love, which is playing with you in so many ways.  We do everything from Daddy/Daughter play, to Cock Sucking.  We role play, we delve into your fantasies and not only do you get to cum, but it makes me feel amazing to be able to help you reach orgasm.  I enjoy each and every one of you.  I always smile when I recognize the voice before you tell me your name.  I also love to hear new voices, because that means a brand new experience for me.  Do you see how every phone call is like Christmas? You never know what you are going to get, just like when you see the presents under the Christmas Tree.  You know you are going get a gift, it’s just that you do not know exactly what it will be until you open it.

For giving me such a wonderful year, I wanted to express my sincere gratitude and say a heartfelt Thank You.  I hope that your Holiday is filled with love, light, peace, joy and blessings.

Love you all!

Merry Christmas!

Happy Holidays!

Summer

How A Barely Legal Phone Sex Girl Came To Love Lingerie

Gifts come in many forms.  They can be as simple as a smile given to a stranger, or a hug to someone who really needs one, or some seriously blinged out crap. My favorite gift to receive is the gift of lingerie.  Ever since I was a little girl I have had a fascination with it.  I would watch my two older Sister’s get ready for dates.  At the time, I really didn’t know the reason they were wearing such pretty things under their clothing was because they knew they were going to end up having sex.  All I knew is that they looked beautiful.

I remember one time, my Mother was going on a date with my Father.  They hardly ever went out alone, so this was special for her.  She was smiling the whole time she was getting ready.  I sat on her bed, and I could see the warm mist from the shower, and the outline of her body through the glass shower door.  The smell of her shampoo, and soap was so wonderful.  When she came out of the bathroom, she told me to go into her Lingerie Chest and retrieve some things.  I had no idea what a Lingerie Chest was, so I stood there for a moment, until she smiled at me and pointed to a slender dresser type object in the corner. 

While I walked toward it, I could hear the noise of her perfume leave the bottle.  She would spray it into the air, then walk through it completely naked.  I slid open the third drawer from the top to find a most beautiful, captivating sight.  Within the dark red velvet covered drawers there were stockings, bras, panties, garters, the likes of which I had never seen.  I could tell these were special.  They were so soft, so many colors, deep greens, light blues, jet black, a whole rainbow of erotic clothing was there before me.

I think I may have stayed staring into the drawers a little too long, as my Mother had to walk over and get what she needed.  She laughed a little at me, I was blushing as my little hands ran over the different materials.  Then my Mother said, “Summer? Would you like to try something on?”  I giggled and excitedly told her, “YES! May I Mama?”

She laughed and I can remember how each item felt.  She allowed me to try on so many things.  After a little while my Father came into the bedroom, he took one look at my Mother and told me to leave.  There was something very weird about his voice, it didn’t sound right at all.  He was staring straight at my Mother.  At this point she was only wearing a bra, panties, garter, stockings and her heels.  I left the bedroom and he shut the door, luckily for me, it didn’t fully latch shut.  I peeked into the room and my Father was fucking my Mother hard against her Vanity. 

Because of this memory, I have a fetish for lingerie.  During the Christmas season, when anyone asks me what I would like, I always request gift certificates to various lingerie shops.  I buy a lot of pretty things to wear.  Every time I slide on a new item, my mind goes back to that image of my Parents fucking.  I immediately get wet each and every time, and each and every time I get wet, I masturbate like mad.  As you open your Christmas gifts this year, just know that I will be home, slowly unwrapping my gifts, knowing full well that in a little bit, I will be on the floor getting off over and over again.

Summer

Playing With Daddy

I had always called my neighbor Daddy when I was growing up, because my very own Daddy wasn’t around.  My neighbor was always so nice to me, I could go over there any time I wanted and he would spend time with me.  There was one day during the summer when it was very hot, and I saw him outside in his garage.  Since his garage was in the shade I knew that it would be cooler out there.  I got my white shorts on, and a tank top and started to run down the stairs to run over to his house, when my Mommy stopped me.  She HATED the shorts I was wearing because she said that you could see my panties and the bottom of my butt cheeks.  I didn’t think you could, but she told me to take them off.

I made believe I was going back up to my room.  I waited until I could hear her in the laundry room to leave.  I went next door and Daddy was so happy to see me.  He always made me feel so happy, plus, I had the biggest crush on him.  He was sooooooooooo tall and cute, and I was just a little one, not even a teen yet!

That day was special because Daddy actually liked my shorts, but that wasn’t the only reason.  That day played with me in a brand new way, I was his good girl, and we now have a very special secret.  Thank you Daddy for playing with me, and I promise I will never ever tell my Mommy. *giggle*

Summer

Weekend Trip To Miami Beach

My grandpa decided that I needed a break.  My sister came up to watch him and he sent me on a trip to Miami Beach.  He not only paid for everything for me, he also paid for my friend Jessie too.  You see, it really pays off to suck some dick now and then, you get some wonderful things in form of payment.  I had never been to Miami before, I was so excited when the plane landed. 

We got in the cab to go to our hotel, on the way there we were amazed by all the hot people around Miami Beach.  I mean wtf? It’s like their mecca or something.  Jessie and I fucked so many hot guys it was unbelievable. All we had to do is walk down to the beach, pick them up and take them back to the hotel room, it was that easy.

I even fucked someone in a club, I never saw who it was.  I was dancing on the floor when I felt someone come up behind me, I started to grind against him, the next thing I knew I was bent over a little bit, he was holding up my one leg and he was fucking me from behind.  Right there on the dance floor!  I didn’t care, dancing makes me horny so my pussy was wet and waiting. 

All I can say is thank you grandpa for the little vacation you sent us on, and thank you for sending me to a place where you can get fucked so easily.

Summer