Sobbing quietly into my pillow, I curl my body into a ball and wonder how it’s possible to feel such intense sadness. It started off as feeling sad about one thing, and then as the lid was lifted all the previously trapped emotions and hurts came flowing out.
I realise that I’ve been strong for so long. I’ve kept myself together despite overwhelming obstacles and adversities. I’ve been through so much, and lost so much that sometimes the sadness feels like it’ll pierce my soul and break it into a thousand pieces.
Normally I’m not that girl. I’m strong, I’m positive, and I find the happiness in the smallest of places. I’m pragmatic and accepting. I don’t let myself be weighed down with the small things because life is too short, especially when you have such substantial issues to be dealing with. Life and death, loss, grief and fear.
But occasionally, on nights like these, it becomes too much. It’s a warm night, the window is open and a soft breeze gently blows the curtains and fills the air with summer scents. Moonlight floods in and paints the room the same shade of luminescent grey as the colour of my heart. The odd owl can be heard and the reassuring occasional deep roar of aircraft. It’s nice to know that there are people out there, people who are living their lives in all their complex technicolour glory.
I hear a key turn in the front door. It must be Daddy. He’s back sooner than I expected. I wipe my eyes and decide to pretend to be asleep so he doesn’t see that I’ve been crying. I don’t want to worry him.
He comes upstairs and into the bedroom. I try not to move or breathe. Just as he turns to go into the bathroom, an unexpected intake of breath gives me away. He instantly knows I’m not only awake, but that I’m holding tears in.
“Oh baby, what’s wrong?” He says quietly and with such concern.
The dam breaks and the tears flood out again. Daddy grabs a tissue and passes it to me as he hastily removes his clothing. I try to clean up my face, but stay facing away from Daddy as I don’t want him to see my puffy eyes and red nose.
He gets into bed next to me and I can feel his naked warm body snuggle up close behind me. Spooning me in the tightest, warmest hug.
“It’s okay baby, Daddy’s here. You don’t have to tell me anything if you don’t want to.”
“Thank you Daddy.”
He starts to stroke my hair and places a kiss gently on my neck. I feel so safe and protected, so secure and loved. My sobs start to subside and I close my eyes and just focus on Daddy’s presence.
His hand weaves it’s way from my hair, over my shoulders and down my arm, tracing the path of the soft moonlight. When he gets to my hand he clasps it firmly.
“Babygirl, you know you’ll always have my support okay? I love you more than anything.”
“Yes, I know Daddy. “
“Good girl.”
Daddy starts to run his fingers up my arm again and over my breasts, feeling the size, shape and then brushing over the nipples, as if by accident. The wandering hands then move down over my stomach, soft strokes like he’s stroking a cat. I love being stroked, I love the sensation of skin on skin contact, of it being gentle enough to nearly be tickly, but firm enough to know he’s in charge.
His hands then snake around my hip bone and up and down my thigh.
Daddy snuggles up even closer behind me, pressing his body firmly into mine. I can feel his cock pressing against my butt cheek and I’m pretty sure it’s growing.
“Daddy? I don’t think it’s the right time for this. I’m really upset.”
“I know baby, I’m just comforting you. You like Daddy comforting you, don’t you?”
“Yes. More than anything.”
“Well then. Let me comfort you even more.”
“I like the cuddling Daddy, but that’s enough.”
“Yes, of course baby. How about I stroke you and cuddle you until you go to sleep?”
“Okay Daddy.” I am really tired and it’s already past my bedtime.
He goes back to stroking me gently and my heavy eyes start to close. Just as I’m drifting off I’m suddenly pulled back by the realisation that his hand is now stroking my pussy, running my ample juices over my clit and making my body twitch.
“Mmm Daddy…. I don’t want…” I’m still half asleep.
He kisses my neck and whispers into my ear;
“You want me, feel how wet you are, you want me to comfort you. You want me inside of you.”
His cock pushes into my cunt and I let out a gasp as I’m suddenly brought back from sleep.
“Daddy! No!”
“Trust me babygirl, it’ll help.”
A very slow gentle, but steady rhythm is established. A moan escapes from my mouth with every thrust. His arm is still wrapped around me, keeping me inside a cage and impaled on his cock. His fingers rub on my clit forcefully but slowly, mimicking the slow penetration.
It feels so good, he’s being so gentle with me and it’s only a matter of time before the orgasm builds. It crashes through me like thunder. My cunt clamps onto his cock and my body shudders and shakes.
As it subsides, he pulls out and holds me tightly, still in the spooning position. His cock is rock hard and proudly pushing into my back.
“Doesn’t that feel better, babygirl?”
“Yes Daddy.“ I reply with a grin. “Thank you”
“You can certainly thank me babygirl, I think you know how.”
I lick my lips with anticipation as I know exactly what he wants. He gets up, pulls me onto my back and then straddles me, pushing his swollen cock into my mouth. I open as wide as I can and focus on taking as much of him as possible without gagging. His cock goes all the way in and he keeps it there for a few seconds, blocking my airway with his balls resting on my chin. Just as I think I will pass out, he pulls out and I gasp for air. He leans forward, holding onto the bed frame and aiming his cock directly down my hungry throat, and starts to fuck my gaping mouth. More tears come and mingle with the spit that is now dribbling all over his cock and down my chin.
He starts to come with a growl and squirts all over my face. It’s thick and warm and I weirdly love it.
He leans over and takes another tissue from the box then starts to gently wipe the come, tears and smudged make up from my cheeks.
“No more tears babygirl.”
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