Mommy and Daddy Tag Team Pt. 01
Date: 8/4/2024,
Categories:
BDSM
Author: byDrFemme, Source: Literotica
Note: this is a story with ALL queer and trans characters. That's fine if it isn't your vibe, feel free to keep finding other stories. Also, all characters are adults, and are NOT related. Mommy, Daddy, and boy are kink/Leather roles that people embody. With that said, enjoy!
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You arrive at the hotel, anxious to be running a little late, even though you aren't even more than a few minutes behind. Nodding politely at the front desk worker, you head to the elevators, and punch the button for the 3rd floor. In your head, you keep repeating 311, 311, 311, while on a lower frequency, your thoughts are swirling. Why did Daddy call you, tell you to pack a bag of just underwear and your onesie, and to meet him here? Was he mad, or were these super sweet surprise plans to make up for the chaos of the holidays?
*ding*
Those thoughts were dashed out of your head as you re-adjusted your shoulder satchel while looking at the signage, and setting off for 311. Once in front of the correct door, you straighten your posture, taking in a deep breath as you felt Daddy's other request move slightly inside you, the weight of the butt plug shifting just enough with each movement to keep you aware. Letting out the breath, you knock on the door.
It feels like an eternity, but finally, you hear footsteps. You know they are Daddy's, and your anticipation increases. The door opens, and you are pulled inside, maneuvered, and pinned against the door in a moment, his lips that you ...
... know so well, crushing down on yours, tongue penetrating you in but an instance, exploring your mouth before pulling back. Gruffly, he grabs your bag, and pushes you in the bathroom, spinning you towards the sink where he bends you forward while he reaches around to unbutton your pants, unzip them, and pull them towards your ankles while your hips continue to press into the granite. Already, you can feel how hard your cock is and desire his touch. Already, your hole is wet, craving him inside you. Already, your ass clenches around warm stainless steel, of anticipation of being used. As these thoughts swirl in your head, he pulls down your underwear, feeling between your cheeks to ensure his order was obeyed, and is satisfied as his rough fingers feel the base of the plug.
"Good boy. I'm going to take your ass tonight."
Smiling, you are delighted. It's been a few days, and you just need him to take you, hard. "Of course, Daddy. Even if it's awful, I guess I can put up with it."
You and your sassy mouth, always. This earns you a couple of hard swats on your ass, which is exactly what you wanted, and you're getting into it when you're surprised to hear again from him "Boy, get the rest of these clothes off and get your cum slut ass into the shower. I want you clean and fuckable in five minutes or I'll know why." Then he leaves.
This is new. Hmmm. You wonderful what plans he has in mind, then realized you've already lost 30 seconds worth of your five minutes, and ...