Daddy phone sex is part of the best memories I have made.
My daddy would come into my room, his cock already hard from the thought of fucking his little slut daughter. He’d smirk as he saw me laying on my bed, wearing nothing but a tiny thong that barely covered my pussy and ass. “Well, well,” he’d say with a chuckle, “look who’s all dressed up for daddy.”
He’d walk over to the bed and climb in beside me, pulling me close against his hard body. His rough hands would grope at my soft curves before reaching down to spread apart my cheeks and expose my tight little asshole. “You know you always were such a pretty thing,” he’d whisper in my ear before leaning down to kiss it gently.
Without warning, he’d push two fingers deep inside of me, stretching out that tight hole until I gasped in surprise and pleasure. Then he’d start thrusting them in and out rapidly while grinding his hips against mine so I could feel how much bigger his cock was than those pathetic fingers filling me up.
“You want this big cock inside you?” He asked teasingly as he rubbed himself against me harder making sure every inch is felt by both our bodies. I moaned yes eagerly wanting him more than anything else. He pulled out then grabbed the head of his huge erection, guiding it towards my waiting entrance. I felt the blunt tip pressing against opening, breaking through slowly till its entire length was buried deep within me causing an intense pain mixed with pleasure. My daddy’s cock stretched me wide open as he started pumping in and out of my tight little hole. “Oh fuck yeah,” he groaned, “that’s it baby girl. Take every inch.”