Platonic First Date - Erotica

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Our first date will be platonic. That was what I kept repeating over and over in my head while I got ready. That all he wanted was a platonic date. I had never been on one of those before.

We had been texting for over two weeks and the anticipation for tonight’s first date had been building.

When the Uber picked me up, I was dressed in cute little black heels, a short jean skirt and a pretty light blue peasant blouse. I have sexy red lingerie on underneath, my make up is just perfect, and I'm looking forward to a nice platonic evening with my brand-new Sugar Daddy.

I arrive at the restaurant and am pleasantly surprised to see you are cuter than in your profile pictures. You smile at me and with your hand on my lower back, you escort me inside.

After we order, you hand me an envelope. I open it and the gift is all there. You explain to me that this holds the gift for both parts of the evening. But before dinner even starts, you want me to understand that you were serious, and are looking for something platonic for the first night.

You explain that it can always go somewhere different for our second date, but really just want to get to know me tonight.

I am very surprised. Because I have never had a platonic sugar date before. I am very attracted to you. And I enjoy sitting there and laughing with you. When dinner is over, you stick to your word, and we go play pool. We have a fantastic evening just laughing and getting to know each other. We flirt all night long and at the end of the evening, you don't even kiss me good night. You smile and hug me goodbye as drop me off at my house.

I get ready for bed, smiling as I reminisce about the amazing evening we just had. I sleep naked, turn on the fan and pull the sheet up over me.

You call me then, and ask me what I'm doing. And I tell you, that I'm lying in bed thinking about our perfect date.

You tell me you have a confession to make. That you have a secret dark fantasy.

Would I like to hear it?

I'm very turned on, so l say yes.

You tell me, how in your dark fantasy, you go out on a perfectly great blind date and fool the girl into thinking you just want something platonic.

Then in the middle of the night, you break into her house with a copy of the key that you made from her keychain while at dinner. You lock the door behind you, and walk down the hallway to where she is asleep.

As you stand in her bedroom doorway and watch her sleep your heart is thumping and you begin to touch yourself.

I catch my breath. I can't believe I'm hearing such a sordid fantasy. And I'm surprised at how much it's turning me on.

You take off all of your clothes, and naked you walk over to the bed. You see her right foot is sticking out from underneath the sheet, you reach down and stroke it, and rub your hard cock against it.

You lean down and begin to suck on her toes. As you fondle her feet, and stroke your cock, your overwhelming need to be inside her nearly overpowers you.

I am lying in bed, enthralled by listening to you tell me you're deep dark nasty fantasy. I slip my hands under the sheet and begin to touch myself. My breath is coming in shallow gasps, and it is turning you on just listening to my ragged breathing as I listen to you tell your story.

You then go on to say, that in your fantasy, you pull back the bed sheets and climb into bed and begin to kiss up the insides of both of her legs.

You then settle between her legs with that gorgeous mouth of your sucking on her hot, tight, wet pussy. As you slide your finger inside her pussy, she wakes up to the most glorious sensations.

You describe how she begins to fight you, and then when she realizes it's you, she calms down because she is so turned on. She cums all over your face. You drink up every last drop. And then you climb on top of her body. You spread her legs wide. As you fuck her hard, you whisper into her ear, that she belongs to you now.

I cum just as you finish your fantasy, my breathing is short and shallow.

That’s my good baby girl. You tell me.

You then ask me; how would I like this fantasy if it happened to me?

I gasp and tell you yes, I would love this fantasy to come true.

We talk for a little while longer, and just as I'm falling asleep, you send me one last text.

Did I mean it? Would I really like this fantasy to come true?

I text you yes and then I fall asleep.

In the wee hours of the morning, you show up at my front door, and you unlock it, using the key that you made from the copy at dinner that night from my keychain.

You are so fucking turned on because you're about to make your sick dark fantasy come true.

You slip into my house careful not to wake me up. You creep down the hallway and there I am, naked and asleep in my bed. Your throbbing hard cock screaming at you to let it out.

You quickly disrobe, and come to my bed. You stare at the crumpled sheets and marvel at my nakedness. And just like in your fantasy, you reach down and stroke your hard cock against my foot. Then take my toes in your mouth. You climb into my bed, and begin to stroke my legs. Then you settle your mouth right on my pussy and begin to make love to it with your tongue and fingers. The sweet taste of my pussy intoxicates you.

But when I wake up, it is not with happiness to see you. I am freaking out. I am beginning to scream, and I don't know that it's you. You grapple with me in the bed, and finally you have me pinned down. My face is pressed into the pillows, and your hard cock is pressed firmly between my ass cheeks.

You slowly get me to calm down, and as I'm gasping for air, telling you to get off of me, you tell me, that I had given you permission to be there.

When I fiercely deny it, you remind me of the text messages we exchanged right before I fell asleep. Where I had agreed to let your dark fantasy come true.

And truth be told, by now I am wet and turned on. Because you are right, I had given you permission. Fighting you is just so sexy. The weight of your body holding me down, and your hard cock ramming me in the ass, it's making me wetter than anything else could have.

Slowly, with your hands, and your mouth, and your body, you convince me to allow you to continue on with your dark nasty fantasy. And I can’t help but say yes.

You'll love my cock up your ass baby, you tell me.

One more time, you push my ass into the air, and put your head underneath my pussy and I began to grind my pussy against your face.

You're sucking on my clit, and you're sliding your fingers up inside me. I am squeezing your head like a melon. And you moan with pleasure.

I come one last time and flood your face, your mouth, and your hair. I have never cum like this before in my life.

You flip me over, press my face down into the pillow, and ram your hard cock into my tight, hot, wet ass.

The first stroke - Again, I moan.

The second stroke - Harder, I beg you.

The third stroke - I began to cry for the pain in my hips, because you’re fucking me so hard!

You laugh at my pain, grinding away inside of me, and when you cum, you scream that I belong to you! That I am daddy's girl. That Daddy owns me now.

When I don’t answer you fast enough, you slide your hand in my hair and turn my face to you.

You are Daddy's baby girl, right?

Yes Daddy, I breath out.

And Daddy Owns you and loves you.

Yes Daddy, I say on a sigh.

You use my body in ways that night, like it's never been used before. And by the time you're done with me, I am Jell-O in the bed. I am covered in your cum. You smell and taste like my pussy juices.

Daddy loves his baby girl, you say. Then you fold me up in your arms and we drift off to sleep.

Written by - Mistress Marie - Sat. Feb. 11, 2023

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