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This poem is called  Daddy’s Big, Sexy Bed

I walk into my room at 6:00pm on the dot, and there she is: right on time. My fluffy, chocolate Babygirl is kneeling at the foot of the bed, wearing nothing but those black lace panties I chose for her this morning.

Her big, brown eyes meet mine, and a small smile graces the corner of her mouth. She knows the type of power she has over me, but doesn’t take advantage of it. Her full breasts rise and fall with her breathing pattern as arousal leaks her sweet juices into the panties that will soon be in my face.

I close the door, and take off my clothes without saying a word. She watches me undress, softly biting her bottom lip, almost salivating at my dick which is rock hard already. I stand in front of her, and as a reflex, she sticks out her tongue and licks the tip from the bottom to the top. She then makes small licks all around the head, just like a cat, until inhaling all of me into her wet mouth.

I reach down and grab her hair at the nape of her neck, and begin to fuck her throat. “Oh baby, you know Daddy loves to look at you suck his cock.” Her soft moan made her vocal cords vibrate against my dick head, causing me to close my eyes at the sensation. She gags on my dick, spits on him, and pulls him back into her mouth while her spit falls down and coats her nipples.

I pull away from her soft, sweet-ass lips, and help her to her feet. I lean down and kiss that beautiful mouth, running my hands over her thick curves. I slide her panties down those thick, juicy thighs, and help her step out of them. Out of my periphery, I see a fresh coat of her fluids glistening on the crotch panel. “Lay down, baby,” I tell her.

She takes her panties, turns them inside out, and just like she promised, ties them around her neck like a scarf. She lays on her back and spreads her legs wide for me. I go to our “love drawer” and pull out her favorite silver anal plug. I lay in-between her legs, spit on the plug, and tickle her anus with it while sucking on her right nipple.

My babygirl moans out loud as my tongue flicks across that angry bud, begging for me to suckle it. I take her whole nipple in my mouth and suck, while slowly inserting the anal plug. I position myself while holding her leg back with one hand and use my dick to stroke her wet clit from top to bottom with my other hand.

She’s squirming underneath me, so I plunge my stiffness into her wet pussy as I bury my face in the crotch of her panties.
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My knees are bent, and Daddy has both my legs in a death grip. I had no idea my panties would get this response from him...

He growls low in my ear and starts fucking me faster. The length of him is inside me, so even though he’s giving me short sharp strokes, he’s tapping the top of my cervix.

He feels so good that I can’t breathe. Each stroke brings an extra wave of euphoria into my bloodstream, and I gasp to gulp in air so I don’t pass out. “Breathe, baby,” he manages to growl before cussing. The more he sniffs my panties, the more primal he gets.

Daddy nuzzles my neck and finds my clavicle, and bites down on the bony flesh. He then sucks it, tenderly, and I’m overwhelmed by the feeling. I feel my climax in my clit first, and I know the rest of my womb is almost there. I can’t talk, I can barely breathe, much less ask if I can cum.

Just then, I feel Daddy’s dick start to thump, and I know he’s close too. He is now pumping in and out with lightening speed, growling and roaring every step of the way. He squeezes my legs and I dig my nails into his back until my right leg shakes like an earthquake, and Daddy fills my pussy with his creamy, white nut.

The intensity of what just happened caused aftershocks in my body, and I’m still shaking as Daddy slides out of me. He then wraps me in his arms, and softly kisses my lips, my nose, my eyelids, my cheeks. A tear escaped the corner of my eye and he caught it with a kiss. I had never experienced anything like this before, and I cursed at how emotional I was being.

But Daddy never broke stride. He continued to hold me and kiss me until we both drifted off to sleep.
Written by poetjj (Juan M. Maldonado Jr.)
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