I like my vibrator…and I love that Daddy wakes me up when he gets home to fuck me before he goes to bed.  But, our bedroom feels like a revolving door right now.  He comes in…we come…he goes out…and heads to his “night shift sleeping quarters.”

And that bed is awfully big when I am in it alone.

This new “masturbation or sex every day” thing is going to be hard to keep up.  The idea behind it is sound.  If you don’t use it you lose it (the libido that is).  So, to keep it up, Daddy requires I have an orgasm every day.  It’s sound reasoning…especially with me.

We’ve had it happen before.  Fall into a routine, get busy, sidetracked…and pretty soon it’s been days without sex.  And the less I have…the less I want it.

So, to avoid that…the rule.

And yes, it works.  But, some nights, like last night, the vibrator just won’t do.  I want him buried deep inside me.  Pink plastic and that infernally loud buzz sort of ruin it for me sometimes…and so I close my eyes and begin to talk dirty to myself….imagining him above me…

“I love the way you suck my clit….put your fingers inside me…Fuck me Daddy…yah…like that…I want your dick, your fingers in my ass…fuck me hard…harder…”

If I concentrate hard enough on the fantasy in my head…listen to my words and hear the echo of his…just maybe…it will work.

The Lustful Literate

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