BabyGirl is Spoiled

It's late, almost after midnight. I just picked Daddy up at the local truck stop where his rig will stay and brought him home to the house we share together. He said a quick hello to the dog before walking around the first floor of the house making sure everything is in order. He always does that.

I know he's tired. He's been driving for over ten hours today to get home to me. He usually takes a week or two to be at home at a time but this visit isn't time off, he's just passing by on his way to deliver a load a few states away so he'll be here for just over 24 hours. I appreciate all of the bonus time that I can get, even if it's hard to say goodbye to him so quickly and I appreciate the extra time he takes and money he spends to make these quick visits to home work. Nothing makes me feel quite as cherished as the effort he puts towards getting home to me as often as he can.

I leave him to putter around downstairs as I go upstairs to take my night-time medicine and change into an oversized t-shirt and sweats for sleep. I slide into bed between the freshly washed sheets after turning on the fan and turning off the bedroom light. I left the bedroom door open with the light in the hallway on so Daddy can still see. I grab my body pillow, tucking it between my legs, and lay on my side facing away from the door before plugging in my phone to charge and sliding it under my pillow. I take a few puffs of cannabis from my vape before discarding it on the nightstand and snuggling into the pillows.

I'm assuming Daddy will want to sleep because he just sounded so tired so I am a little surprised that when he slides into bed, naked, just minutes later and molds his chest to my back, an arm snaking around my waist, I can feel his hard cock pressing into my ass.

"Does my baby need attention tonight? Hmm?" Daddy breathes into my ear.

Fuck. I would LOVE the kind of attention that Daddy lavishes on me but I don't want Daddy to think I need a big production to be happy or even need anything at all if he's tired and needs sleep.

"It's okay, Daddy. I know you're really tired and I did already take my sleepy pills so we don't need to do anything tonight," I say, as placating as I can.

I haven't seen this man in a week and I want to climb him like a tree but I can wait, right?

I grasp the wrist of his arm holding me around the waist and squeeze reassuringly, hoping he understands that I would never resent him for needing sleep.

Daddy nuzzles my hair with his nose, inhaling the scent of me, before slowly rolling me onto my back. His hand leaves my waist to encircle my throat.

"Take off your pants," he growls at me, eyes on mine.

I guess Daddy's decided he has enough energy to play. I say nothing, keeping my eyes on his, as I reach down and hook my thumbs into the waistband of both my sweats and my panties. I lift my ass from the bed, sliding the fabric over my ass and then pulling out one leg after the other before dropping the clothing to the floor next to the bed.

"Good girl," he rumbles as he takes both of my wrists in his and places them above my head.

"Keep your hands still for me."

He shifts his weight down my body and settles himself between my legs. Fuck. Oh shit. Is Daddy going to eat me out?! I am SO glad I shaved my pussy earlier today.

Daddy rarely does this. I don't know that he particularly enjoys it. Which doesn't bother me very much because I usually struggle to get out my head enough to enjoy it and have only been able to cum from a man's mouth a few times in my whole life. I would much rather service Daddy with my mouth than have him service me. The fact that I know that he doesn't prefer it but is initiating it right now makes my heart squeeze a little.

I close my eyes in anticipation, afraid to say anything that will stop what's about to happen. The first lick of his tongue sets my body on fire. I'm burning up from the inside out, my legs falling open further, and my fists clenching above my head.

He sucks my clit into his mouth and nips at it as my back bows off the bed.

"Daddy!" I gasp out.

My hands leave their position above my head as they fall into his long blonde hair, holding him to me while my hips lift off the bed as I try and grind up into his face.

He licks me from my entrance back up to my clit, his tongue flicking and circling the swollen bud as he slides two fingers into my wet cunt. I detonate around his fingers, the orgasm causing my whole body to convulse and shake as my needy, whining noises of pleasure fill the room.

What is happening right now?! I don't usually come from oral! But I'm nothing but a panting, wet mess for this man right now. In shambles.

He devours my clit and finger-fucks me through three or four more orgasms, the sheets beneath us soaked with my juices. For a man who says he doesn't like doing this, he's certainly showing me how much making me cum drives him absolutely feral.

I'm keening for him when he slides a third finger into my dripping pussy and then a fourth.

"You're gonna take my whole fist, aren't you baby?" he growls as he stretches me even further.

JESUS F. CHRIST is he going to FIST me now?! I have wanted to try fisting for YEARS but after trying it once with my ex-husband and it did not go well, I've just never been ballsy enough to try again. He knows this. We've talked about this. I'm getting my pussy eaten out and fisted in the same night?!

Is it my birthday?!

"Yes, Daddy!" I sob as I reach down with both hands and spread my ass cheeks further for him so he can fit more inside me.

He's trying to work his fist in, moving it side to side. I'm soaked from his earlier ministrations but even then, I don't know if it'll be enough! Daddy leans down, withdrawing his fist, and spits on my cunt to make it even wetter before he's back to trying to work it into my tight little hole.

I have never felt so full in my entire life as he finally slides his fist into my tight channel, a scream erupting from my throat at the overwhelming sensation and stretch. I can literally feel how perfectly his fist fits in the cradle of my pelvis.

I want to see it. I want to watch it happening but I can't see much with how dimly lit the room is, the only light filtering in from the open door and hallway beyond.

Fuck! He's pumping his fist into me now and I'm screaming and grunting with the effort, my sounds primal and guttural.

"It's been a while since I've heard you scream like that for me, baby," Daddy growls in my face as his other hand comes up to grip me tightly by the throat. He pins me to the bed as he pumps and twists his fist inside of me.

"That's a good girl!" he praises as I cum on his fist, hot squirt leaking out of me around his fingers and making the puddle beneath us grow larger.

Before I can process what he's doing, Daddy withdraws his fist from my dripping cunt and wipes his hand around my entire face, smearing my pussy juices all over my eyes, lips and cheeks, getting some in my hair and making my hair stick to my skin.

"Such a messy baby," Daddy says, his voice infantilizing. He even juts out his bottom lip in a pout to mock me.

"Thank you, Daddy," I murmur huskily, still stunned that he was just able to fit his fist inside me and at a loss for any other words. Oh, I am going to need more of THAT! I can easily see it becoming my favorite way to cum.

Daddy flops onto his back on the bed beside me. His hand reaches up to fist my hair and guide my mouth to his cock, my body scrambling to follow.

"Come here," he growls.

Before bending to lick his cock, I tell Daddy that I'm hot and want to take my big t-shirt off. He briefly releases my hair and allows me to lean back and pull the shirt up and over my head, tossing it to the floor to join my sweats.

Daddy fists his cock as he watches me.

Now naked, I squeeze my tits and play with my nipples as he watches me and groans hungrily. My areolas are tattooed. A fun little surprise that only he gets to see - a heart made of vines encircling one nipple and a little vine accent encircling half of the other. They make me feel beautiful, and sensual, and feminine.

I eagerly bend forward and swallow Daddy's cock, my soft tits swaying with the movement causing my nipples to brush his muscular thighs. His hands return to my hair, fisting in his grip and using to guide my mouth up and down his cock at a pace that he is in control of. Encouragement and praise fall from his lips as I lose myself to the rhythm, my mind going pleasantly blank and my poor empty pussy pulsing with need.

Before he can erupt in my mouth, Daddy yanks me by the hair, up and off of his cock.

"Get up here and fuck me," he snarls, dragging me up his body.

I am quick to scramble up his body, grabbing his cock and lining it up with my entrance before I sink down, deliciously, onto his hard length. I lean forward and place my hands on either side of Daddy's head for support as I begin to bounce my ass on his dick, chasing another orgasm. Daddy's hands come up to grip my ass before giving my left ass cheek a sharp swat.

An orgasm barrels into me, making my whole body convulse and tense up and my rhythm to falter, my hands flying up to Daddy's chest for support as I throw my head back and arch my back, riding it out. Darkness creeps into the corner of my vision and my ears hollow out.

"Fuck! Me!" I choke out.

Daddy is gently rubbing my thighs as I come down from my high. Sound begins to bleed back in and my vision has cleared. My head falls forward and my eyes lock with his.

His eyes are lidded, heavy with sex. Fuck. This man can steal my breath away. He lifts the fingers of his right hand to my lips.

"How much of my fist can you fit in here, my little slut?"

I don't say anything but let my mouth fall open and stick out my tongue.

He smiles before sliding all four of his fingers into my mouth and down into my throat, making my eyes burn and water. I try so hard not to gag but I can't help it.

"Hmmm," Daddy says contemplatively, "not as much as your stretched out cunt can fit, huh, baby?"

I shake my head solemnly, Daddy fingers still in my mouth, depressing my tongue.

"Turn. Around." Daddy commands gruffly, motioning in a circle with one finger.

Reverse cowgirl is a position we've never done together. Is this "Spoil BabyGirl Night" or something?! I deftly switch positions, reaching between us to again line Daddy's cock up with my slut cunt before looking over my shoulder at Daddy expectantly.

"Go ahead and fuck me," Daddy conceeds, granting me permission.

I need no further encouragement. I slam down onto Daddy's cock.

I LOVE this position. I love knowing that Daddy is getting off watching my pussy swallow his cock and it makes me bounce harder and faster. He lets me fuck myself through three or four more orgasms, praising my effort and periodically spanking my ass to urge me higher.

As I come down from yet another mind-blowing orgasm, Daddy pushes me forward so his dick pops out of my dripping hole.

"Let's see if my fist will fit in your whore cunt in this position, baby," he coos at me.

My stomach bottoms out at his words. I take a steadying breath and brace myself on my forearms, tilting my ass higher into the air and giving Daddy better access.

"Yes, Daddy," I groan, excitement flooding my senses.

He begins by working two fingers inside me, quickly adding a third and then a fourth. The deep, exquisite stretch has something between and scream and a sob escaping my lips as I feel him work his entire fist into my abused slit. He barely pauses to let me adjust before he's forcefully pumping his fist in and out of me. My screams ramp up in volume and desperation.

"Such good screaming, baby!" Daddy exclaims. "But I want you to suck on my big toe while you cum, give your mouth something else to do."

Something about his praise and his shameful instruction makes me detonate. A mind-melting orgasm, fiercer and stronger than any other I've had tonight, rocks through my body and between my screams I can both hear and feel the copious amounts of squirt bursting from my body and out and around Daddy's fist, covering us both in my sweet, hot liquid. I lean forward and suck Daddy's big right toe into my mouth to contain the animalistic sounds I can't help but keep making as I ride the orgasm to completion.

Daddy withdraws his fist and wetly slaps an ass cheek, giving me a few moments to catch my breath. I lay there panting, still straddling Daddy's legs, my holes directly in his face, unable to really move or think.

He swats me again, lighter this time.

"Come clean up your mess, dirty girl," he commands.

Reluctantly, I raise myself up and turn around. Daddy's covered in my squirt. I can see it glistening off his stomach, his cock and balls, his thighs. Slowly, I lean forward and lick every inch of soiled skin, starting at his stomach and working my way down. I give attention to each of his balls, sucking them into my mouth and rolling my tongue against them. I lick his thighs and delve in even deeper to lick the squirt from between his ass cheeks.

"What sound does my little piggy make?" Daddy growls at me, fisting his hands in my hair.

He wants me to grunt and oink and squeal like a piggy for him. We haven't explored that kink very much yet and I still get shy getting into that headspace in front of Daddy. He knows it's hard for me to oink for him on command but obviously he likes to challenge me.

"Daddy!" I say, almost chastising. "I can't do that!"

"Oh, no, baby," he says. "Let's hear it!"

My cheeks heat with shame as I softly oink into his skin, almost rooting around his cock and balls with my nose, just like a little pig rooting around for truffles.

"Good girl. Make sure it's clean enough for you to suck it in the morning," Daddy instructs me.

Oh, does he think we're done?

I know he's had a little to drink tonight and that it often makes it harder for him to cum but he hasn't drank that much. I want to show him just how appreciative I am of all of the wonderful surprises he gave to me tonight. I wonder if I can make him cum too.

The tone of my ministrations takes a turn, my licks becoming more hurried and desperate. I quickly take his cock into my mouth, sticking out my tongue so his tip can slide into my throat, my nose coming to rest against his stomach as I bottom out, before sucking hard and deep.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!"

Daddy's answering groans are enough to set me off on a fast and brutal pace and I fuck my face on his cock with wild abandon. I keep up the momentum and pace even as my jaw begins to ache and so do the muscles in my neck and back. I keep going even though I know my entire upper lip will be nothing but blisters and I can feel it already starting to swell. I throw everything I have into getting Daddy to his peak and when his hands snake into my hair, holding my head firmly as he takes over and fucks up into my mouth, I have the distinct thought that this is how I want to die - giving my Daddy pleasure and suffocating from lack of oxygen.

A feral feeling of satisfaction rips through me as Daddy's hot jets of cum coat the inside of my mouth and I gulp it down greedily before he's even finished cumming.

"Such a good girl," Daddy mumbles.

His hands fall from my hair and I flop down on the bed beside him before he gathers me into his arms and brings me closer to lie against his chest. He places a kiss on the top of my head and squeezes me close. I let my eyes fall closed, lulled by the rise and fall of his chest under my cheek.

"Thank you, Daddy," I whisper into the dark.