Page 30 of Off Limits

She chuckles. “What are you doing right now? Where are you?”

“I’m in bed.”

“Naked?”

“Yes.”

“So you’re calling me from your bed, naked at night, to ask about Daddy play?”

“Yes,” I admit, blowing a breath out. “I guess so.”

She pauses. “Does Daddy have a hard-on?”

Oh God, oh God, oh God. Heat spreads over my entire body.

“Yes,” I answer, reaching under the covers and wrapping my hand around my hard dick. Fuck. It feels so good that I start stroking it right away, wishing that Cynthia’s mouth was on it, really that any mouth at all was on it. I’m hard, I’m really fucking hard, and I’m hoping that Cynthia will keep talking like this until I come.

“What would you do to your little girl if she was there?”

My little girl. I picture Dani walking into the room, that striking, innocent, pale face. The shocking mass of red hair. Walking in and asking me what she had to do. Obedient to me.

“I would tell her to suck it,” I answer.

“Yeah?” she prompts, and then waits.

Oh fuck. I start moving my hand faster, waves of pleasure rolling over me, my balls tightening. “She has to suck it,” I murmur, “because she made Daddy hard. She teased Daddy too much, and he got hard because she’s so beautiful and he loves her so much that it makes him feel good.”

“Oh yeah,” she purrs, and somewhere in the back of my mind I wonder if she’s masturbating too.

“I would have to tell her how to do it,” I continue, absorbed by my narrative. “‘Kiss it,’ I’d say. ‘It feels so good for Daddy when you kiss him there.’”

“Would she like it?”

“Yes.” Oh God, yes, she would like it. My cock throbs in my hand and I feel precum at the tip. It prompts me to throw back the covers and reach for the hand cream in my bedside table. “She would be a little nervous at first, but then I would tell her to suck it down in her mouth, and when she saw how much it turned me on, she’d get excited, too.”

“Yeah?” Her voice is breathy. She’s definitely masturbating, I think, squeezing my cock with my moisturized hand and starting to work it harder and faster.

“Yeah. Her little pussy would be craving Daddy’s cock, but she needs to suck me right now, I need to get off. Daddy needs to fuck his little girl’s mouth.”

“Mm. It’s good, isn’t it? Her sweet little mouth? So good for Daddy’s cock.”

“So good.” I’m right on the edge, so close to coming now. “It’s so much sweeter than her mother’s mouth. Daddy needs his sweet little girl’s mouth.”

“Oh fuck,” she laughs in raspy surprise. “That’s dirty.”

I’m running my hand up and over the sensitive head of my cock as I stroke, my balls lifting and tightening, and I’m just about to come. “I would tell her ‘Daddy’s got a big load of cum for you’… Oh fuck, I’m going to come.”

“Wait!” she exclaims. “I’m so close. Please, Daddy. Tell me about the big load you have for me.”

Fuuuck. “Oh God, baby. Daddy has the biggest load for you. Daddy’s going to fill your sweet little mouth with his cum. Oh fuck, baby. I’m going to come in your mouth. Here it comes, sweetheart, oh fuck, here’s all my cum for you.” I can’t hold back any longer. My orgasm rocks through me, making my hips buck, and I hold my cock against my stomach as it jerks and pulses, covering my abs in my cum.

In my ear I hear Cynthia gasp several times in rapid succession. The sound makes me groan and squeeze my shaft with a final, small current of pleasure. She takes a minute to recover and then speaks first.

“Well, that was fun.”

I blow out a laugh and reach for the Kleenex to wipe myself up. “Yeah. Cynthia…thank you.” It’s suddenly uncomfortable.

I just had phone sex with Cynthia. Cynthia who isn’t exactly my type. Cynthia I work with. Cynthia I rejected.

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