Daddy phone sex calls remind me of the tingly feeling I use to get at bedtime when daddy and I played our secret games that mommy couldn’t know about. He used to come into my room all the time when I was little, even though I wasn’t supposed to be awake. He would crawl into bed with me and snuggle up close, whispering sweet nothings in my ear as he rubbed his hard cock against my bare skin. It felt so good, even though I didn’t really understand why at the time. One night, he started playing a game with me under the covers, touching each other’s private parts through our pajamas. Daddy called it his magic stick and my princess mound hole. He said my mound was always extra plumpy after our playtime, hence him calling it a mound.
He started by tracing circles around my tiny slit with his fingers, making me squirm in delight. Then he moved down to play with my ass cheeks before slipping a finger inside of me; it felt so warm and full there. As we continued our secret game, daddy slowly introduced more of his fingers until they were all buried deep inside of me while he teased my clit over top of my pajama bottoms. My body tensed up as waves of pleasure coursed through every nerve ending; this feeling was addictive!
As we grew bolder together under those covers (and maybe because mommy wasn’t home that night), daddy began exploring other areas too – like sucking on one nipple while pinching the other hard enough for both our moans to echo off the walls softly… And then finally reaching down between his legs where he guided mine towards him so that we could feel each other’s growing erections pressing against one another intimately… Our young bodies learning about desire together under starry skies above us.