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Meeting my internet daddy – PART 1Plot: I had been talking to my daddy online for over a year… Now it was about time to meet him. My name is Abigail. When I was 18 I decided to go online on some dirty website to see what all the fuzz was about. I lost my virginity at the age of 19 and I’ve had a couple of one night stands. When I first joined a porn site and uploaded some nude pictures of myself and it didn’t take long before I had over 50 messages from men who wanted to fuck me. I’m a slender, white girl, average height, medium long blond hair, blue eyes and not to massive boobs. I have a pretty face as well (or so I’ve been told) big lips and a thin nose. Sometimes I’ve been asked if I’m a model which I am not. I’m studying to become a nurse. I’ve always wanted to be a Doctor, but it’s too much work for a girl like me. When I turned 19 and had spent a year on different websites I’d seen girls looking for daddies. My first thought was that these girls can’t have a good relationship with their real dad… Neither did I. My dad died when I was 9 and the few memories I have of him weren’t good ones. He never said he loved me and he was always druuunk. So the idea of a fake daddy to fuck me and call me his little girl kind of turned me on. I decided to do some research to find my perfect daddy. I got tons of messages from old men wanting to be my daddy, but I wanted someone who felt right, someone who actually felt like a father to me. And it didn’t take long when he messages me.His name was Carter. He was 55, bit chubby, but not to fat. Dark hair (the little he had left) dark eyes, handsome face and the most important, a long thick cock. Our conversation started like most do; hello, what’s your name, what’s your turn ons and offs, etc… We talked and talked and I told him everything about myself. It wasn’t until later that I thought that I might be telling him a bit too much… I don’t know this man; he could be a crazy stalker. That’s bahis siteleri when I realized that this was my daddy. A real daddy you would tell anything to. I had now turned 23 and after 4 years we were still talking. Summer was about to start and I had no plans. Carter’s 59th birthday was coming up and his wife wasn’t interested in giving him a birthday party. I never understood why Carter was still married to that old bat. He kept telling me that he still loved her and that in his eyes she was still that lovely young girl he met all those year ago. But he also told me that he couldn’t stand her and the only way he could bear to live with her was to see the little girl. They had no c***dren and not much family. Carter had a brother, but they haven’t talked for years. It was a hot summer night when I got the message from Carter. “Hi baby girl. I was thinking. Maybe you would like to come and visit your old man? You could stay here with us and I could pay for your tickets. What do you say?” I wasn’t sure what to say… It wasn’t the first time he had asked me to come and visit, but I always turned him down because I wasn’t ready. What if he didn’t like what he saw in real life? I had more respect for Carter than for my real dad. “Fuck it” I said to myself and agreed to Carters offer. I “Stay with us…” What did he mean by that? Did his wife really know about us?? After a month I was there. I was standing on the airport looking for him. He said he would be holding a sign saying my name. And there is was… A big sign written with a lovely old fashion and writing, Abigail. I ran towards him. I dropped my bag and jumped in his arms wrapping my legs around his waist. I knew he was strong enough to hold me. I whispered in his ear, “Oh God how I missed you, daddy!” I then kissed his cheek. He let me down and kissed me back on my cheek. “You lucky man!” Said a man standing next to Carter I couldn’t help but laugh. Carter showed me to his canlı bahis car and we started the drive home. I couldn’t believe I was actually sitting here… In this car with my daddy. “Now my dear Abigail. Your mother is home and it’s very important that she doesn’t know who you are. I have told her that you are my brother’s daughter. I don’t talk to him anymore so it’s safe. She won’t notice.” I nodded. “Yes, of course daddy.” We sat there quiet for a while, till I suddenly got a little bored. I leant over to daddy and rubbed his cock through his pants. “I don’t think I can wait any longer daddy. I’ve wanted to taste it for so long.” He got a little nervous, but I could also feel that he was getting a little hard. “It’s a long drive, sweetie. We can’t stop here.” I smiled at him. “We don’t have to stop daddy.” I opened his pants and let the monster out. “Hello there, daddy.” He was slowly getting harder. I took my hand around is cock so I could feel it getting stiff. I moved my head down to his cock and licked the head just a little bit. I could hear him making moaning noises already. “You have been waiting for this for a long time haven’t you daddy?” I slowly and carefully sucked the head. “Mmm. Daddy, you taste so good.” I couldn’t wait any longer. I had wanted this cock in mouth for so long! I started to suck on his cock quite hard and quick. I could feel the car getting out of balance and I couldn’t help but giggle with daddy’s massive cock in my mouth. To steady himself, daddy took one hand and grabbed my hair. We soon got a rhythm and daddy managed to drive at the same time. He was moaning quite loudly and it turned me on. “Oh, baby girl I’m gonna cum!” I made moaning noises while sucking his big cock. I sucked it harder and harder! “I’m coming baby!” Then I felt it. His hot load in my mouth. I could feel every drop of it on my tongue. I looked up at him. “Swallow it baby girl.” I did has daddy told me and swallowed all güvenilir bahis of it. I even licked my fingers just in case.We kept driving in silence till daddy broke it. “I can’t stop the car and we still have a few miles to go. But I have been told that I can do wonders with my hands.” I was already dripping wet so I didn’t think it would take long or much effort to make me cum. I was wearing a short flowery patterned skirt and a G-string that seemed to be too small for me. I took of my G-string, spread my legs and lifted my skirt. Daddy took a quick look off the road to look at me. “Oh, baby girl!” He said with a sigh. His hand went to my thigh. I could already feel my body shaking for him. He kept rubbing my thigh and went higher and higher. When he reached my pussy he took one finger and just swept it over my pussy. “Wow! You’re dripping wet, baby!“ He licked his fingers and I giggled. He went back down and just played carefully around my wet pussy. Often he removed his hand to lick his fingers. “Do I taste ok daddy?” He smiled. “You taste like heavy, sweetie.” I blushed. He started to play with my clit and I started moaning like crazy. I could hear him laughing at my pleasure. “Yes, daddy!” He then inserted one finger in my pussy and fucked it a bit. I let out a few moans. Then two fingers. And I moaned more. When he was going to insert the third finger he struggled. “Wow! I know you said you were tight… But not this tight!” I tried to giggled, but I only ended up moaning. He took four fingers and shoved them in. I moaned as loudly as I could. “Did I hurt you dear?” He asked with a smile on his mouth. He knows I like a bit of pain. “It’s stinging, but you know I love it daddy.” He fucked my pussy with his four fingers. He did it really fast and I was amazed how he managed to drive at the same time. “Oh daddy, yes, your fingers are so fat!” He just kept laughing. I felt it burning inside of me. “I’m gonna cum daddy!” I whispered. “Yes, cum for daddy, baby girl!” He finger fucked my pussy as fast as he could till I came. “YES DADDY!” I screamed while cumming on this hand. He licked his hands clean again and we drown to his house.Would you a like part 2?
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