Please Daddy Not Inside: An Erotic Sex Story
I was feeling particularly naughty that night, my mind filled with thoughts of the wildest and most daring of sexual adventures. I’d been longing for some hot bedroom action, but my husband was away on business, so I decided to take matters into my own hands and call upon a professional. After some searching, I found the perfect escort to fulfill my desires: a man by the name of Daddy.
He arrived at my door wearing a crisp suit, a sly smile spread across his face as he handed me a bottle of wine. I thanked him for the kind gesture and invited him in. We chatted for a bit, getting to know one another before I decided it was time for some fun. I led him to the bedroom, my body already throbbing with anticipation.
Once inside, I embraced him eagerly. Our lips locked as we began to undress each other. I explored his body with my hands, feeling the curves of his chest, the swell of his biceps, and the firmness of his abs. I pressed myself against him, letting out a soft moan as his hands explored my body in return.
Our mouths never stopped moving, exploring each other eagerly. Our tongues tangled and danced, feeding off of the intensity of the moment. As his hands massaged my back and buttocks, a wave of arousal shot through me, intensifying with every stroke.
We pulled away, both of us panting heavily. He moved back, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. He moved his lips over my neck, sending shivers of pleasure through my body. His hands moved lower, exploring my femininity hungrily. His fingers found their way inside me, sending me into a state of pure bliss.
Our bodies continued to move in synchronization, as I moaned in pleasure. His movements became increasingly faster, more desperate. I felt as if I was going to burst with pleasure as he continued to massage and caress my clitoris. I begged and pleaded with him to go further, to take me to the edge.
But just as I was about to reach the heights of ultimate ecstasy, he pulled back, the pressure released. I let out a disappointed moan, my body still craving his touch. He smiled and ran a finger over my lips. “Not inside,” He said.
I lay there in shock, my body still trembling. He kissed me once more, softly and tenderly. Then, he gathered his clothes and told me goodnight. I lay there in my bed, my body still humming with pleasure, wondering if I was dreaming or if I had just experienced something truly special.
The experience stayed with me for days. We didn’t see each other again for some time, but when we did, the intensity of that night returned. We explored each other hungrily, exploring each other’s bodies like never before. Our mouths never stopped moving, and our hands never stopped wandering.
From that day forward, I knew that I wanted more from my time with Daddy. We continued to explore each other, taking things further and further each time. We moved from passionate kisses, to exploring each other’s most intimate areas. We explored each other’s bodies and boundaries, allowing us to reach the heights of pleasure we both craved.
Soon, I couldn’t help but give myself wholly to Daddy. I let him do whatever he wanted to me and I loved every second of it. I would let out moans of pleasure that filled the room as Daddy explored my body. He would pleasure me and bring me closer to orgasm than I had ever been before.
But, each time I was about to reach the heights of ultimate pleasure, he would pull back, leaving me desperate for more. I begged him to take me further, but he would just smile and say, “Not inside.”
Those three words are now carved deeply in my mind and my body, a reminder of the pleasure and intensity of our wild and passionate encounters. Every time I think of those words, my body remembers the feeling of being taken to the brink of explosive pleasure, only to have the pleasure withdrawn just in time.
The pleasure and intensity that we experienced together changed me. Every time I’m with him, I’m reminded of the power of pleasure and of the heights that can be reached with the right partner. Every time I hear him whisper those three words, I’m reminded of the pleasure that can be achieved without ever going inside.
