What I Want and Need On #MasturbationMonday

My mind is a jumble right now. Thoughts of what I want and need swirl in my head, conflicting with one another. In a week’s time, I will be with my Daddy for 5 days. He has plenty planned for us – kinky and not-kinky. Right now, though, there is so much I want and need…

I want to be held down, his hands clamped on my arms. I want my legs forced wide, painfully wide. I want him to thrust in and out of my soaked cunt, hard and fast. I want it to hurt.

I want to be thrown down, bent over something, the bed, a chair, anything. My ass and pussy exposed. I want my hair pulled hard. I want to be called dirty names. I want to be used.

I want to hear the THWAP, THWAP, THWAP of hard fucking and the SMACK, SMACK, SMACK of hard spankings. I want to feel my own fluids dribble down my leg from sheer excitement. I want to be denied what I think I want as he takes exactly what he wants.

I want my mouth filled with cock. My hand can hang down from the side of the bed. I can kneel before him. I can mount him so that his tongue laps my clit, causing me to squeal in pleasure around his flesh. I want him to fuck my mouth. I want to hear the sounds of my own gagging.

I want his hand around my throat. I don’t care if it’s while I’m sucking or while he’s fucking. I want to know he has total control over me, including my ability to breathe.

I need, oh, how I need, to feel his warm, rough hands caressing my skin. I need to feel the gentle strength of his embrace. I need to be enveloped in his arms, my head on his shoulder.

I need to feel his tongue lapping my skin, from my neck to my thighs. I need to be tasted and tickled.

I need sweet, slow love-making. Thrusting and touching, two bodies entwined. I need to unleash my desperation against his calm exterior.

I need to hear, “Good girl.” I need to hear, “I love you, babygirl.” I need to hear, “Mine.”

I need to be loved with his whole being while I love him with mine. I need to hold hands, hug, and kiss his cheek. I need to feel his fingers caress my cheek, taking me by the chin, forcing me to look into his eyes. I need to touch and be touched.

This, and so much more, is what I want and need…