Alright, here we go, my first drawn out sexual story. Now, I want to bring up that this had been requested of me a LOT, and I've never felt confident in my sex scenes to write something like this. So, I'm trying something new, something very new to me. If you have a problem with:
1. Girls calling their lovers 'Daddy', do not read.
2. Daddy dom stories, do not read.
3. Sexual domination/submission, do not read.
If anything that isn't Vanilla! offends you, do not read. It's as simple as that.
Please, read and review, or tell me how I could better my story so far. Thanks in advance!
Rebecca was never one to try to please other people, unless it was for her pleasure. And never in a million years did she think she'd trust someone as much as she trusted the love of her life. But with his strikingly beautiful blue eyes and his normally messy auburn tinged hair that she had spent countless hours playing with, there was just something there that made him lovable.
But there was also things that were different. On the outside, he was Dean Ambrose, WWE Professional wrestler. A mean looking man that often wore completely black and always seemed to be sporting something new about him, whether it be something he wore or a different type of attitude, the man was never the same. But at home, he was Jon...or 'sir'...or even sometimes Daddy...depending on the mood. He was warm, and caring, and even despite his grumpy moods and tiring traveling life,he was always willing to guide her in the right direction. He was pretty wise to be only three years older than her, he had seen much more than she had, he was just better.
The twenty-eight year old man was a masterpiece in twenty-five year old's Rebecca's eyes. He was just something she'd never thought she would have.
They had known each other for a few years earlier, they used to live next door to each other. But as luck would have it, she was always lonely, and he was always gone. So the two never really hit it off. The only thing that set this off was the fact that Jon had gotten lonely one night and asked her out for some beers. And one thing led to another and they were soon fucking often, when they hung out, it always led to this.
But one night, after having a drunken round of 'truth or dare', some of Jon's darks secrets came out. Sexual ones, extremely emotional ones, and before long they had even forgotten about the game they were playing. She just sat, with her head in his lap as he slowly ran his hands through her brown hair, and listened to his gentle voice talking to her, telling her things she'd never imagined someone would have to go through in her life.
And then she realized, that anything this man wanted, he would get from her if she could give it. She didn't even want to please him, it was a need. A need so great that she stripped right down in front of him, got on her knees, and whispered, "Then if you're lonely...I'm yours...sir."
But that had been nearly two years ago. And now, as she waited anxiously at the front door, she could hardly contain herself. She had grown to love this man and his odd quirks, the chores he sat out for her, keeping his house clean for him when he wasn't there and taking care of his cat. He always rewarded her when she needed it the most.
And after this entire stressful week, she needed little time. And oddly, just hearing his tired voice on the phone, she knew he needed it too.
She heard the car door close and looked down at her outfit. She was wearing nothing but his favorite thing for her to wear, which was her deep purple, sheer, with furry trimmed teddy. It hugged her like a second skin in all the right parts and opened up at the crotch, leaving her vulnerable to when he needed her the most. Her hair was in low pigtail and she had minimum light pink blush on. She knew this was how he liked her the most.
She heard the key in the door, unlocking it, and then he stepped inside with his bags and he was chatting with someone on the phone, and he sounded very annoyed. She frowned and shifted playfully on her feet, watching as he walked right past her and to the kitchen, where he sat down three bags of something, and then took off upstairs.
Being the nosey little that she is, Rebecca walked over to the bags and sniffed, looking around, but as soon as she reached inside of it, she was rewarded with a harsh slap to the hand and she jumped, turning around to see a displeased Jon standing there, pointing a finger at her to tell her to stop.
She frowned and laced her fingers together in front of her and bowed her head, watching as he walked over to the cupboards and took down two plates, a bowl, and two cups. Whatever he had in the bag was food, and she felt her tummy grumble.
"I'm sorry," she whispered as she walked over to him, saying in her littlest voice that she had.
Jon finally had enough of whoever he was talking to on the phone and hung the phone up without saying goodbye. He turned to her and cupped her jaw in his hands and tilted her head back, lightly kissing her lips and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand, "It's alright, sweet girl. I know you're curious. I bought chinese home. I remembered that it was your favorite, right? Or has it changed again on me?"
"No," she said excitedly and licked her lips, "I really like chinese."
"See, I can remember." He smiled and kissed her lips again, "Daddy's missed you."
"I've missed daddy, too." She wrapped her arms around his slender waist and laid her head on his chest, breathing him in.
"Cuddles already, princess?" He chuckled and rubbed her back softly.
"Daddy, this is a hug." She pouted, "Cuddles come later, right?"
He nodded and rubbed his hands over her slightly visible ass, "Yeah. Later, princess. But now, I just want to eat and take a shower. It's getting pretty late," he kissed her forehead, "Little girls should be in the bed."
"But daddy, you just got home." She huffed and nuzzled into his chest further, "I'm not tired."
"Alright, fine. We will stay up tonight." He chuckled and kissed her forehead again, "I bought you something."
"You did?" Her eyes widened, "What?"
"You'll have to just wait and see, princess. Be patient." He smiled and started taking the carton of food out of the bags, with her standing between him and the counter. He closed his eyes as she felt him kiss her neck. He really has missed his sweet little girl.