MaBelle3120
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- Feb 18, 2016
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After 10 years on Literotica (with lots of lurking in those 10 years), I'm finally giving in to my desire for a little corner of my own on this site - a space where I can share the whispers my imagination won't give up on. It will likely be 99% DD/lg themed, fair warning. Fantasies, memories, and musings.
So here is the first one, a fantasy I shared in another thread as a shorter post, now fleshed out.
There I am, laying on the floor on my tummy, humming to myself as I color a picture. Oh so carefully considering my color choices, a piece I will proudly present to Daddy once it is done. As I continue my coloring, i'm acutely aware of Daddy sitting on the couch directly behind me. From his vantage point, he has a perfect view up my skirt. A pretty little pink skirt that rides up and shows my panties as I occasionally squirm on the carpet. Daddy murmurs soft praises, telling me I'm doing such a good job on my picture. Murmurs mixed with other sounds and movements. A zipper being lowered. Daddy's hand stroking his cock, a leisurely stroke. A soft chuckle as he asks why I'm squirming. The occasional soft sigh as he grips himself. Then, a summons. A soft and simple, "come here, Baby". A light spank on my bottom as I stand in between his legs. A punishing grip on my hips that belies the calm voice. Strong hands that now pull me down onto his lap and let me know... my picture will have to wait.
Until later,
-M
So here is the first one, a fantasy I shared in another thread as a shorter post, now fleshed out.
There I am, laying on the floor on my tummy, humming to myself as I color a picture. Oh so carefully considering my color choices, a piece I will proudly present to Daddy once it is done. As I continue my coloring, i'm acutely aware of Daddy sitting on the couch directly behind me. From his vantage point, he has a perfect view up my skirt. A pretty little pink skirt that rides up and shows my panties as I occasionally squirm on the carpet. Daddy murmurs soft praises, telling me I'm doing such a good job on my picture. Murmurs mixed with other sounds and movements. A zipper being lowered. Daddy's hand stroking his cock, a leisurely stroke. A soft chuckle as he asks why I'm squirming. The occasional soft sigh as he grips himself. Then, a summons. A soft and simple, "come here, Baby". A light spank on my bottom as I stand in between his legs. A punishing grip on my hips that belies the calm voice. Strong hands that now pull me down onto his lap and let me know... my picture will have to wait.
Until later,
-M
