Daddy’s Coming Volume 2

Get a taste of what’s inside …

My index and ring finger spread my lips apart and my middle finger started rubbing my clit. A shudder of pleasure ran down the length of my legs, curling my toes. I didn’t think Daddy would come looking for me if I took a while, but I also didn’t want to be gone so long that it seemed like I was sick or something.

I started rubbing faster. Hot and fast was always fun, and it should hold me over until we got back home. Then I could masturbate properly with my vibrator. This felt amazing, but I kept rubbing and knew that my climax wasn’t even close. Moving my fingers lower, I slipped one into my drenched hole. In and out, I finger fucked myself, working into a frenzy.

My free hand went up under my shirt and started massaging one of my tits. I wanted to draw this out, but I knew I needed to get back to the tent. I jerked my bra up until my tit flopped free, then I pinched my nipple.

“Fuck,” I whispered. My eyes still closed, I enjoyed the euphoria that was building within me. I still wasn’t close yet, but it wouldn’t be long at this rate. I opened my eyes and looked down at my hand. It was too dark to see anything in detail, but I could see the shadowy outline of my hand as it moved back and forth.

I found my sweet spot and focused on it, rubbing the tip of my finger over it, back and forth. Almost involuntarily, my hips began to thrust. The wave of ecstasy was increasing, growing by the second. My breathing became labored and I could feel my face flush with heat. It was right there, almost upon me.

A little more …

I sucked in a breath, ready for my orgasm to blow my mind. Not far to the right, I heard a rustling sound. I held that breath in and stopped abruptly, my cunt throbbing. I wanted to finish, but the sound I heard was too close for comfort. I tilted my head towards the direction of the noise. It was faint, but I heard it again. It almost sounded like someone was walking closer.